Stormwind God

The night elf's miscellaneous fish, Grom, certainly didn't know it. Tyrande had just cooperated, how could he not know it.

Grom was speechless for a while, Duke, asshole, even that.

If Queen Azshara wants to fight against the naturalists, she must not get around her most trusted and powerful man-the moon guard.

Among the moon guards, there is the largest internal traitor of naturalism, and it is a high-level internal traitor. The empress can succeed if there is a ghost.

Where are Tyrande and the Stormrage brothers now? Grom really doesn't want to ask at all now, anyway, the position should not be low.

Grom guessed right, Tyrande was already the boss of the Sisters of Elune at this point in time, and Malfurion had been studying the demigod Cenarius for a long time. Once the two of them were alarmed, it was all about pulling radish with mud, and pulling it was a series of rhythms.

Grom didn't give up: "Let the night elves mess up now, okay?"

Duke asked: "Do you think the night elves suffered heavy casualties from their own country's surprise attack, or were they directly damaged by the Burning Legion's surprise attack? Besides Kil'jaeden, in addition to sending me, he will definitely send other strong men to come The task of opening the portal. Since it is to ensure that the core of this history is not changed anyway, why not control the rhythm of the event? "

Duke made so much sense, and Lord Roar was speechless.

In the past, Roar Lord only thought Duke was terrible, but it was not clear to what extent. Only by working with Duke himself did he know that Duke's ingenuity transcended all orcs.

Obviously thrown into the huge pit of the Burning Legion, Du Kezhen concealed his identity and mixed up with a big lord, using the Brand of the Burning Legion to cheat. What is even more outrageous is that he cheated the family and ran to eat.

Whether it is the Burning Legion or the Kaldorei Empire, it is easy to crush his existence, but in this rhythm, both of them must be applauded by Duke!

If it hadn't been for Duke who had always been an upright hero of the Alliance, and it was for Azeroth's willingness to suffer a deadly curse from Archimonde, Grom would almost suspect that Duke was a born conspirator.

at the same time……

When Duke actively concealed the bully, secretly stole Kadore's power and infiltrated the private goods.

The history of Azeroth is as advanced as the original ... probably!

In the Temple of the Moon Goddess in Suramar, the Thai language ended the prayers at night.

Out of the prayer room, she slowly sat in a chair, stretching her limbs a bit stiff as she kept kneeling for a long time.

One thing has troubled her for a long time. As the years passed, the relationship between Malfurion, Illidan and her had changed. They are no longer childhood playmates. Simplicity and happiness in the childhood world are gone, replaced by complex relationships in the adult world.

For Malfurion and Illidan, her feelings have also changed. She knew that they must have changed her feelings. The rivalry between the two brothers has always been in a friendly atmosphere, but the more obvious the competition later, she did not like it. Until now, it has almost become a fight with each other, as if to fight for it.

Tyrande knew—the goal they were fighting for was her.

She was flattered. Deep inside, she felt that when looking for a life partner, she should choose one of them, either Illidan or Malfurion.

She didn't want anyone to be hurt. She knew that if she chose one, it meant hurting the other. If you choose neither, it is the worst result and both hurt.

Taking the troubles out of his head, Tyrande was about to leave.

She wore a silver hooded robe without saying a word, hurried through the magnificent marble hall of the temple, and even the other priests greeted her with a smile.

She looked up and looked at the ‘top’ of the temple without a roof, because most of the secret rooms of the prayer ceremony were open-air, where the moonlight was gently flowing down, like a mother touching her most beloved child.

Tyrande was carved by the looming goddess, and finally crossed the marble floor on the porch and walked out of the temple.

Outdoors, the cool breeze at night made her feel more comfortable. Tyrande went down the white, smooth steps and joined the crowd. Many people bowed their heads to welcome her. Others respectfully let the way out.

Yes, to the people of Surama, the priest of the Temple of the Moon is the incarnation of the goddess.

Tyrande himself was unconsciously deified by others. Tyrande sighed softly, and smiled back at the people, but at this moment Tyrande just wanted to return to a quiet and simple life.

Riding the Nightsaber, Tyrande's hair fluttered in the evening wind.

Gathered a little messy hair, Tyrande let the night-leaf leopard, who communicated with her soul, lead her home, but she was lost in thought.

That was the latest news-Her Majesty, who had almost never left Azshara, suddenly went to a royal villa in Garjara. It is said that the queen was visiting a mysterious nobleman for a brand-new arcane energy at the expense of condescension.

This is not a good sign.

Abuse of the magic of the Well of Eternity by the upper elves is likely to bring disaster. The topic of the Well of Eternity has been the subject of extensive discussion in Sister Elune's class.

The action of the queen worried Tyrande and other lunar priests.

Just then, a loud noise made Tyrande's attention. She noticed that beside the central square of Suramar, there was a huge cage, and a large group of night elves were pointing at it.

What caught her eyes was a huge green-skinned humanoid monster with a very burly figure. From a distance, it looks a bit like a troll. A closer look reveals that this obviously male monster is at least twice as burly than a troll. Bloated muscles are all about their explosive power.

Illidan was also there, and he led the monster with a few moon guards.

"What's going on?" Tyrande asked Illidan.

"I don't know. Our patrol suddenly found the monster lying on the ground in the forest." When Tyrande tried to approach the green-skin monster, Illidan grabbed Tyrande: "Be careful! This guy wakes up In the first instant of his life, he almost killed a moon guard. The sword in his hand can easily cut open our armor. "

Tyrande noticed that a moon guard next to Illidan was holding a two-handed sword that was not ordinary at first glance, it was a peerless weapon that was completely different from the night elves' style!

As she focused her attention on the big sword, a voice came from the mouth of the fierce green-skinned monster: "Lord Tyrian German!"