Shadow Trails in Azeroth

High Lord Ravencrest is a serious character. Although he is dissatisfied with the extravagant style of the upper elves, this high lord is undoubtedly a member of the upper elves.

Queen Azshara has repeatedly praised Lord Ravencrest as a role model for the Highborne elves in terms of his demeanor and dedication to his duties. As a result, the empire's military commander has become an "idol" highly sought after by the Highborne elves.

But in fact Lord Ravencrest belongs to the powerful faction.

Judging from his position in the Elf Empire, he really wouldn't be able to secure that position without some strength.

The legions of Black Crow Castle and the Moon Guards loyal to Ravencrest are the most elite armed forces of the Elf Empire. Coupled with Suramar's magic swordsmen and arcanist legions in hand, the great lord is determined to raise an army to resist and has fallen into madness. The queen is not seeking death.

And he is a very traditional elf.

Although he remained supremely loyal to the Queen and had the inherent arrogance and arrogance of the Highborne in his character, he did not agree with the Queen's class theory that separated the Highborne and the Night Elves.

He knew this would tear the empire apart.

For a long time, the great lord has been trying to persuade the queen to take action to bridge the conflicts in the empire, but now he no longer needs to worry about how to persuade the arrogant Azshara to accept it, nor does he need to worry about the future division of the empire. The queen helped her courtiers solve this problem.

She allowed the demons to slaughter the night elf civilians in Zin-Azshari

“She claimed to create a perfect world for the flawless Highborne, and by dedicating this world to the God of Darkness, she would be bestowed with the supreme power born from the depths of the Twisting Nether.

That would undoubtedly help Azshara find her way to godhood and make her stand tall among the stars.

But unfortunately, Azshara seemed to have fallen into madness before the power of evil came over. "

When dawn came, on the highest dome spire of Suramar Moon Temple, Blake, wearing a black hood that completely covered himself, stood in front of the statue of the moon god on the dome, looking up to the outside of Suramar city. Looking in the direction of Zin-Azshari.

It was a far distance, and the mountains and sky blocked the eyes of mortals, but they could not block Lord Moon Shadow's view.

Blake could even clearly see the magic tide rising from the Well of Eternity into the sky in the distance. The blue light should have been a thrilling miracle, but now, traces of dark green pollution had climbed into the blue tide.

It's like pouring ink into a basin of water.

pollute

The pollution of evil energy is intensifying little by little, and the Well of Eternity is the blood of the world coming from the depths of the world. By contaminating that well, the force of evil energy can contact the star soul sleeping deep in the world.

This is a complete replica of Sargeras' pollution of Argus.

But this time the action is even easier than the Dark Titan contaminating Argus. After all, the world of Argus does not have a magic well leading to the heart of the world.

Blake's blue eyes shone with purple light, and the power from the Quiet One's godhead allowed him to see through matter and enter a higher symbolic realm.

He could see that the gate beyond the stars had been opened, the fel force was pouring into Azeroth from the stars, and a burning figure was trekking across the star sea.

His destination is clear.

"fraud!"

The pirate complained:

"You also said that this was the first time you left the Void Battlefield to come and destroy me. Didn't you come here once ten thousand years ago? After ten thousand years, you can at best revisit your old place!

But what I'm more curious about is, after Azshara, who admires you so much, joins the Burning Legion, what title are you going to give her?

Fel Queen or Legion Queen?

Well, I guess the fraudsters and polluters might be a little unhappy about that. "

"Mr. Black"

A suppressed call sounded from inside the dome at the pirate's feet, interrupting Blake's nonsensical thoughts. He grinned, continued to stand on the small dome that could not support a mortal standing, and responded:

"Miss Maiev, why are you skipping work and coming to my place instead of helping the high-ranking priests with the Temple of the Moon? Did you not hear enough of the story last night? Or are you here to expel me, an uninvited guest, on behalf of Lady Elune?"

"I beg you to please do not make fun of my faith!"

Maiev, the trainee priest who sneaked up to the dome spire alone, said something seriously.

Then, she looked with some worry at the city guard soldiers running on the street not far away. They were carrying various materials that were levitated by magic and were about to strengthen the city walls.

This made Maiev feel very worried.

This city entered a state of "military control" a few hours ago. It is said that Lord Ravencrest is personally sitting here, and combined with the serious announcement by the high-ranking priests just now, all official priests must be prepared to face war. Maiev, who was always taciturn but sharp-minded, immediately sensed something was wrong.

She originally wanted to find her younger brother who had just joined the city guard immediately, but she suddenly thought of the "prophecy" that the strange Mr. Black said while "telling a story" to her last night.

Everything fits almost perfectly.

The war came suddenly without anyone noticing.

Maiev didn't know why this guy who looked mysterious and powerful, and who definitely had some mysterious connection with Ms. Elune and was even suspected of being a legendary "demigod", would be so interested in an ordinary trainee priest like herself. But her keen instinct told her that in this chaotic moment, Mr. Black could perfectly answer all the doubts in her heart.

So, driven by some emotion that she didn't even know she had, Maiev quietly came to the place where Mr. Black was hiding.

This is a secret that only she knows.

"I have some doubts"

Maiev looked around nervously. The high-ranking priest had ordered the trainee priests not to go out and walk around. Her current behavior violated the high-ranking priest's prohibition, and the consequences of being discovered would be very bad.

But she tried to calm herself down, and she said to Blake above her head:

"I hope you can answer my question!"

Amid the exclamations, a sudden gust of wind blew up, carrying Maiev flying into the sky, and made her stand next to Blake as the world spun.

But there is a statue of the Moon God on the small circular dome that only allows one person to stand. This is not a place where a trainee priest can stand firmly.

Maiev screamed and felt that she was about to fall from a height of nearly a hundred meters, but in the next moment, Blake's steady arms hugged Maiev's slender waist, firmly fixing her to this Sula The heights of Macheng.

The priestess was frightened.

She didn't even dare to open her eyes to look at the sky below. She could only hold on to the only "support" beside her like a koala, letting the wind from the sky blow her long silver-white hair, and her eyes tightened. Shuddering with his hands closed.

This delicate gesture made Blake grin silently.

He coughed and said:

"So, what doubts does my lovely Miss Maiev have that you need your loyal black prophet to answer for you?"

"This war."

While Maiev was breathing rapidly in the danger of falling at any time, while tightly hugging the powerful but bad-tempered bastard next to her, she whispered:

"Is it really the war that the Queen launched against her own people? Why did Queen Azshara do this? When I passed by the high priest's meditation chamber this morning, I heard from it that something terrible happened to Zin-Azshari."

"You have so many questions, and they are all trivial. These are not questions that Maiev Shadowsong should ask."

Blake shook his head and whispered to the priestess who was holding him tightly in her arms:

“You should learn to analyze the appearance of a problem and directly see the essence of the problem. This way of thinking that goes straight to the core will help you solve many, many troubles in the future.

The first is the change of your identity, my dear Maiev, from now on, you are no longer a trainee priest, from now on, you are a warrior.

Everyone here.

Including Tyrande and your brother, you are all warriors.

So, act like a warrior, open your eyes, if you want to get the answer, you have to see the question first, isn't it more than a hundred meters high in the air?

A fall from here won't be fatal, so what are you afraid of? "

Maiev pursed her lips as she wanted to refute Black's statement.

But she soon realized that the black prophet was right. Once the war came to Suramar, once the war situation became anxious, they, the trainee priests, would definitely go to the battlefield.

This is not something they can decide.

"But I never learned to fight and none of us did."

Maiev whispered something, and Blake glanced at her and said:

"Then you'd better start practicing now. There is still some time. At least it will allow you to distinguish between the moon blade and the war hammer, which one is more suitable for you. At least it will allow you to pick up the somewhat abandoned archery skills again.

I know that before you became a trainee priest, you were a very good shooter.

The same goes for your companion Tyrande. If you hadn't been accidentally discovered by a high-ranking priest with magical talents, the two of you would probably have become the two best huntresses in Suramar.

Don't be afraid, little girl, I will teach you, I will be your best teacher. "

The pirate whispered.

Maiev didn't answer, and she began to seriously think about Black's suggestion.

She thought the pirate had a point.

Although I only heard less than one-twentieth of his life story from Blake last night, if even half of those exaggerated-sounding stories are true, then this mysterious Lord Blake must be an outstanding person. warrior.

The sisters in the temple really need to seize the time to change their mentality. At least they cannot need other people to protect themselves when a war breaks out.

They are Lady Elune's priests! They are the bows and arrows of the Moon God, the warriors and hunters of the Moon God. They are born to protect the believers of the Moon God.

"Look! I think the distant scenery can answer your current doubts."

Blake raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

Maiev opened her eyes in the air, but she could only see the mountains and the sky outside Suramar City. The next moment, Black's finger flicked in front of Maiev's eyes. This intimate action made the trainee priestess Cheeks flushed.

She is still a young elf.

Although he was born in a very corrupt Suramar, he has always kept a clean mind and has never had such close contact with other people.

But the strange thing is that Miss Maiev, who is usually very cold, is not very resistant to the mysterious Mr. Black's contact with her.

She had a strange feeling that she and Mr. Black might have some fateful connection, even if the other person was a demigod and she was just an ordinary Suramar girl.

"Be careful, I have opened your horizons in the distance for you, and you can find the answer yourself. Besides, I am not a pathetic thing like a 'demigod,' Miss Maiev."

Blake's reminder came just in time, causing Maiev to suddenly stop her random thoughts.

She raised her head again, and something magical appeared before her eyes at this moment.

Her gaze crossed the barrier between the mountains and the sky like a flying eagle, and the scenery from afar suddenly came into view.

She clearly saw Zin-Azshari thousands of miles away, the heart of the Elf Empire and the city of ten thousand years. She saw the magnificent light of the Well of Eternity, and the city that was more luxurious and magnificent than Suramar. I saw the vicissitudes of vines climbing over the walls of the ancient city.

She even saw Queen Azshara's white palace built next to the Well of Eternity.

But that's not all!

Soon, as Maiev looked further, her face quickly turned to fear. She saw the huge dark green portal shining like a hill above the Well of Eternity.

She saw rows of tall, burly, ferocious demons that she had never seen before in her nightmares. They were wearing scarlet armor and striding out of the portal with pain saw blades in their hands.

Their numbers seemed endless, and the whole world trembled beneath their feet.

In addition to these basic demon guards, there are also big magic bats and fear demons flying in the sky and blocking out the sun. Their sharp laughter echoes in the once holy palace.

At the far end of Maiev's vision, the dragon-like Abyss Lord patrolled around the Well of Eternity with heavy steps, while the earthy-colored Doom Lord held a giant sword and guarded outside the portal of the Well of Eternity.

Those elves.

The normally arrogant upper-class elves were like ants beneath their feet, trembling one by one as they continued to extract the magic power from the Well of Eternity amidst the scoldings of the demons to maintain the ever-larger portal.

And higher up, on the highest terrace of the palace, the luxurious royal chariot was placed under the sunlight that had been polluted by evil energy. Queen Azshara, the Light of Light, leaned against her in a lazy and comfortable posture. On his own royal chariot, he held a golden goblet in his hand, admiring the allies from other worlds striding into this world.

Next to the Supreme Queen, who seemed to control the entire world, her charming maids held fruits, delicacies, and books for the Queen, but the Queen did not care about them.

There is also a luxuriously dressed upper elf noble standing beside the queen. He wears this elegant and powerful scepter on his waist. Is that Lord Xavius?

It is said that he bewitched the Queen.

"Um?"

Maiev's gaze seemed to be noticed by Azshara.

The light of light turned back on the royal chariot, but before she noticed Maiev's gaze, Blake hid the aura of the cute little Maiev.

Maiev was startled. She turned her eyes away from the Queen's palace and looked at the gorgeous grand promenade of the capital that seemed dead amid the noise.

But what she saw shocked Maiev.

Corpse!

There are corpses everywhere!

The corpses of civilians who did not belong to the upper elves and night elves were piled up throughout the city, and the capital was almost washed away with blood.

Their faces still maintained incredible fear and pain, as if a violent wind of flesh and blood swept through this ancient sacred place.

The disgusting demon hounds ran wildly through this hellish city under the whip of their handlers, stopping from time to time to nibble on the corpses that were delicious to them.

This desperate scene traumatized Maiev.

She couldn't keep her gaze from a distance. Before her vision dissipated, the last thing she saw was the Temple of the Moon that collapsed in the burning of demonic fire.

Maiev's eyes continued to scatter. She seemed to rise into the air, looking at the forests and mountains outside Zin-Azshari City from a high place. Before her spirit was completely overwhelmed, Maiev finally captured those who escaped into the city. Traces of people in forests and mountains.

There are many of them.

Under the leadership of some priests, warriors, and rangers, they were hurriedly escaping from the capital that had become a hell. They were walking through the forest, and the demons were following behind them.

"The moon god is here."

Maiev collapsed in Black's arms, not only because it took a lot of energy to maintain the sight "lent" to her by Black, but also because everything she saw was torturing the trainee priest's mind.

"Are you scared?"

Blake comforted Maiev's swaying heart and whispered:

"If I were you, it would be a little early to be afraid. You saw those refugees, right? Do you know where they are coming from?"

Maiev's eyes suddenly shrank.

Suramar!

The refugees fled in the direction of Suramar, and there were spellcasters helping them, but the demons chasing them obviously didn't give up so easily, so...

"The demons are coming, and they are always chasing and expanding their forces very quickly."

The pirate whispered:

"But you are not ready yet, even Kurtalos Ravencrest is not ready. He doesn't even know what kind of thing he is about to fight.

Maiev, tell me, should I help them? "