Vashj was Elune's head maid back then, and she was also a very high-ranking being among the Highborne.
Most of the upper elves voluntarily served Azshara. At that time, many powerful and glorious upper elves were proud to be close to Queen Azshara.
Azshara's popularity when she was the Light of Light was unrivaled among the Kaldorei. The high elves loved her, and the low elves also loved her. It was simply the entire tribe that was obsessed with her.
Probably it is this kind of blind obsession, no matter what she does, everyone loves her the same, that makes Azshara develop a character like "no matter what she does, everyone will forgive me~".
In the end, she made a mistake and was so proud that she embarked on a pursuit of a higher existence.
The high-level elves who were able to get close to Azshara back then were all extremely high-status or extremely outstanding elites in the tribe.
Vashj was able to stand out among the elven elites who were willing to be slaves and became Azshara's head maid.
In addition to Azshara's closeness, it must also be related to her status and ability. Without status and ability, she might not even be qualified to get close to the queen in the ethnic group at that time.
For example, Tyrande and the Stormrage brothers were not qualified to approach the queen at first. In the end, it was Illidan's outstanding talent and the brothers' amber eyes that made Azshara notice them.
Of course, by that time Malfurion had become the first mortal druid, and Tyrande had also become a high-level priest of Elune.
Back then, Illidan was able to attract the favor of Vashj, who had a strong position under the Queen.
His demeanor and ability at that time were so outstanding that as an ordinary elf, he was favored by the elite among the high-level elves!
The vicissitudes of life have passed, time has passed.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and everything has changed.
The proud man of the day became a blind old man and became a prisoner.
Back then, the Light of Light made a mistake and fell to the bottom of the sea, becoming a half-elf monster.
The ordinary civilians back then have now become the leaders of the race and the future of the planet.
Everything depends on their own choice. They can't blame the elves or the demons.
If the Light of Light hadn't been overly arrogant at that time, thinking that there was no existence on the entire Ai star that could serve as her mate, and she had to go to the universe to find it.
She would never have met Sargeras and become what she is now.
In fact, Tonatiu has always felt that at its peak, the Kaldorei Empire when Assaline was just established, the extremely glorious Arcane Civilization Empire had every chance to leave the Star of Ai and colonize the stars.
The Kaldorei Empire at that time was also the most powerful and outstanding empire in the history of Azeroth. The empire of trolls and the empire of insects could not compare with it.
If Queen Azshara at that time used Ai Chan as a ship to colonize across the universe, she would have been able to travel all the way through the universe as long as she did not meet Sargeras himself.
At that time, what the Burning Legion and the Void Legion will face are the children of the strongest Titans who have not yet awakened and are so powerful that they can even fight against them!
But if it's just if, everything is in the past, and the past choices have become history.
The glorious Kaldorei Empire now only has its last afterglow left, and this afterglow is still gradually extinguishing.
In the end, the Shushao clan died.
The Kaldorei can only become one of the more outstanding races among the many races on the Star.
Kingship has no eternity.
The hegemony and civilization of a race cannot last forever.
The Elemental Dynasty, the Dark Empire, the Age of Trolls, and the Elf Empire, these are the four most dominant eras that Azeroth has ever experienced.
However, they have all disappeared.
What Tonatiu is facing now is the upper-class aristocratic elite after the fall of the last ruling dynasty.
And beside him stood representatives of the common people who overthrew the rule of these upper-class aristocratic elites.
He himself is a descendant of the previous dynasty of this glorious dynasty and an elite ten thousand years later.
Feralas, the standoff on the horror island.
It can also be seen as a representative of the declining troll era, confronting the descendants of the elven empire that also declined.
After Vashj made her disdainful remarks about Illidan, she stopped talking.
Although Tonatiu was still shouting: "I really know where he is! Illidan Stormrage! Don't you want to know his current situation?!"
Vashj, however, still had a cold face, waving her huge, ice-white trident-shaped staff.
"Lightning and ice will consume you!"
Terrifying fork-shaped lightning energy was released from her body. Dense water vapor gathered around her and turned into the largest glacier spike, one of which was as big as Tonatiu's body.
My magic will tear them apart, just like the pariahs and rebels she once killed.
Vashj waved her staff confidently and skillfully controlled arcane magic, manipulating her spells to attack the pariahs and savage monsters under the pit.
boom!
Forked lightning struck the pit, and the largest glacier spike slammed down from the air with a sharp whistling sound. The sound was astonishing.
"Elune, I hope you and I..."
Long before she took action, Shandis had already started praying very decisively. A thin layer of moonlight shone on her body, but even the thunder and ice spikes were unable to penetrate that thin layer of moonlight.
Vashj's teeth were itching with hatred. She looked at Elune, who was covered by her own magic, "Huh! The White Candle used to protect that untouchable like this back then. Is it like this again? But I already have the skills to deal with the White Candle.
There’s a way!”
White Candle is a contemptuous name given to Lady Moon by the upper elves who fell into the sea.
Elune chose to protect most of the Kaldorei civilians, abandoning most of the highborne who also believed in her.
From then on, whether they were the upper-class elves who fell to the bottom of the sea or the descendants of elves who migrated to another continent, they all treated the moon with contempt.
Naga calls Elune "White Candle", and it is said that there are elves in Quel'Thalas who are also called that way.
Vashj began to prepare some kind of spell that she was sure would be able to penetrate Elune's shield.
While concentrating on casting spells, Vashj took a moment to glance at the tall troll standing not far from Shandris.
"My spells can tear the most powerful trolls apart. Savage monsters can only turn into meat paste. That is their final destination!" Vashchi thought before looking over.
After looking over, she couldn't help but blink, unable to believe what she saw.
"How is it possible? Magic and arcana were annihilated around him?!" Vashchi opened her mouth full of fangs in shock. Due to lack of concentration, she was almost backlashed during the judicial process.
This is an extraordinary savage monster, perhaps a hero among trolls.
Kill him.
It can make yourself more happy.
After confirming this, Vashj turned the blasphemy spell that almost failed due to lack of concentration and hit it on the "savage monster" that made her feel even more disgusted.
Between Shandris and Tonatiu, if I had to choose one Vashj hated more, it would be Tonatiu.
Although Shandris Feathermoon is a pariah and a traitor in Vashj's heart, she is still a member of her race. For Vashqi, who occasionally recalls her elf life in the middle of the night, she has some sense of being there.
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But the upper elves looked at the troll empire in the same way that Europeans in the colonial era looked at African natives...
One was a pariah rebel from the same race, and the other was a foreign monster that he didn't like at all. Vashj gave priority to killing the latter.
The spell she cast again was completely different from the arcane spell just now.
The evil aura suddenly spread in the air, and the powerful Naga warriors surrounding Shandis and Tonatiu even trembled under the influence of this aura. There was an inexplicable smell in the air, a smell
It seems to come from the deep sea, carrying with it ancient decay and corrosion.
A gray and somewhat black mist struggled and twisted, forming an incomprehensible image.
It slowly pounced on Tonatiu, who was hit by lightning and ice spikes, but was not damaged at all.
With its arrival, lightning and ice receded. Even with Vashj's control, the elementals still fear it, just as their rule was ended by darkness in ancient times.
Such a power, a power that even the elements fear and shrink from, what else can it be in Azeroth?
This is not an endless void universe!
"The power of the ancient evil!" Shandris, who was protected by Elune, couldn't help shouting when she saw this scene. She reminded Tonatiu loudly: "Please be careful, that is the power of the evil god of the deep sea.
!It has a very powerful..."
"Ha~ It's too late!" Vashj taunted after casting the spell, "No one can help me... How is it possible?"
Two women who were once of the same race, their words sounded almost at the same moment, and were interrupted or changed at almost the same moment.
Because that gray-black mist, the mist that scared even lightning and ice to the point of disappearing, when it floated over Tonatiu's head, was swallowed up most of it at once!
What made Vashchi's cat-like eyes almost fall out was the gray-black mist that even she didn't want to touch. They actually seemed to be afraid.
"They...are hiding from him?! How is that possible? The power of the ancient gods!" Vashki widened her eyes in shock, her cat-like eyes that were still very charming even after turning into a Naga.
Shandis also opened her eyes wide.
They were indeed right, the troll was indeed chasing the gray-black mist, and the mist was avoiding him.
To be precise, it was the troll holding an inconspicuous black dagger. The dagger chased and sucked in the mist like a black hole...
