Chapter 7 fourth quarter

"I have come to meet your new priest, Tyrande. She and I are good friends. My name is—" "Malfurion." The second guard took his words, she looked about the same age as Malfurion, and said with a smile, "Tyrande once shared a room with me, I saw you together Pass." "Can I talk to her now?" "If she finishes meditating, she should be free by this time. I will ask someone to report. You can wait in the Moon God Room." Many great ceremonies are performed in the Moon God Chamber.If the priest is not in use, then everyone can go in and enjoy a moment of peace there.

Once inside, Malfurion felt the touch of the Moon Goddess.In the rectangular room, the four sides are filled with tuberose, and a large stone tablet stands in the middle, which is specially used for the priest's speech.The circular stone road leading to the stele is carved with complex patterns, all of which are patterns of the moon's waxing and waning.Malfurion had been here a few times, and he found that no matter where the moon was in the sky, the soft moonlight always illuminated the room. He walked to the middle and sat on a stone bench for priests. The surrounding environment made him feel more at ease.But after waiting for a long time, he was still impatient.He even worried that Tyrande would not be happy if he came here so presumptuously.In the past, they would say yes before meeting.This time it was indeed a bit sudden, he just broke in by himself.

"Malfurion." In this instant, all his worries were eliminated.He looked up and saw Tyrande walking into the moonlight.Her silver robes glowed mysteriously in the night, and her eyes were full of glory.The hair is loose and falls to the shoulders.The eyes are even more charming under the light of night.And her smile makes the entire Moon God room radiant. Tyrande walked towards him, and Malfurion froze, too late to meet her.He knew that his face must have turned black, but he had no choice but to hope that Tyrande would not see it. "Are you okay?" Tyrande asked with concern, "What happened?"

"I'm fine, I hope I didn't bother you." Tyrande smiled, more charming than ever, and said, "You never bother me. In fact, I'm glad you're here. I want to see you, too." If Tyrande hadn't seen Malfurion turning black before, she must have seen it now.But Malfurion continued, "Can we go for a walk outside?" "If you want, fine." As they walked out of the Moon Chamber, Malfurion said, "Do you remember, I told you about the dream I've been having?" "I remember." "After Illidan and you left that day, I told Cenarius about this dream. We tried many ways to figure out why the nightmare keeps recurring."

Tyrande's tone suddenly became concerned, and he asked, "Did you find anything?" Malfurion nodded.He paused as he passed the two guards at the door, and did not continue until they had descended the steps. "Tyrande, I have gone one step further. Maybe you and Illidan can't even imagine it. Cenarius helped me lead a way to the soul itself—the Emerald Dream, that's what the teacher called it. Not only that, but I also saw the real world that I had never seen before." Tyrande shifted his gaze to a small group of people in the square: "What did you see?"

He made Tyrande turn her head, hoping she would really understand what he had discovered, and said, "I saw Azshaline...and the Well of Eternity." He told Tyrande exactly what he had seen and heard.And his desire to know the truth, and how frustrated he was when he saw the true colors of the Highborne and Night Elf Queens. Tyrande was speechless for a moment.Watching him, dumbfounded, just as Malfurion had been when he knew the truth.She asked, "Empress? Azshara? Are you sure?" "Not exactly. Because I didn't see a lot of things inside. But it's hard for me to imagine how things would be so chaotic without her consent. Yes, Harveys has a great influence on her, but She will not stand by. I think the Queen must know the danger, but I don't think they realize the seriousness of the problem! Tyrande, if you have experienced the Emerald Dream like me, you will too scared."

She put her hand on his arm and reassured him, "I don't doubt what you say, Malfurion. But we should know more! To say that Azshara herself put her city in danger... ...have to be very careful." "I'd like to speak to Ravencrest about it. He's had a lot of influence on the Queen, too." "It's a good idea." Her gaze turned to the center of the square again. Malfurion didn't say anything, but he followed her eyes, wondering what was she looking at?The crowd finally dispersed, allowing him to finally see clearly.But he didn't pay attention to those before.

There's a cage over there that isn't a night elf. "What is that?" Malfurion asked, frowning. "That's what I want to tell you, Malfurion. His name is Brox, and I've never heard of or seen him. I know your business is important, but now I I want to see him, do me a favor." Tyrande took Malfurion with him.He noticed that the guards were suddenly alert.They looked at Tyrande, and after a while, they all knelt down suddenly, and Malfurion was stunned. "Welcome back, Priest," said one of the soldiers. "We are honored to have you here."

Receiving such courtesy, Tyrande was embarrassed: "Get up! Get up!" After they all stood up, she asked: "How is he?" "Ravencrest said that he will deal with the situation here." Another soldier said, "He is currently surveying the capture site outside, looking for more evidence and possible entry points. When he comes back, he said he wants to personally summon the Prisoner. This means that before tomorrow, this orc is likely to be transferred to the secret room of Black Rook Castle." Black Rook Castle is the fortress of Ravencrest. The soldier's blunt words really surprised Malfurion.The soldiers were full of awe towards Tyrande.It is true that she is a priest of the Moon God Temple, but something must have happened before that made her prestige so high.

As soon as Tyrande heard the news, he began to feel uneasy: "What will the interrogation... ask?" The soldier didn't dare to look at her again: "As long as Ravencrest is satisfied, he can ask." Tyrande didn't ask any more questions, and the hand she lightly put on Malfurion's shoulder clenched tightly. "Can we talk to him?" "Only for a while, and in a voice that we can all hear, I think you can understand." "I understand." Tyrande led Malfurion to the cage, and they both knelt down. Malfurion was taken aback, too surprised by what was in the cage.He had learned all kinds of strange creatures from his teacher Cenarius, but he had never seen this one.

"Priest—" He made a low voice, extremely painful. Tyrande moved closer to him, and asked with concern: "Brox, are you sick?" "No, priest, I just remembered..." He didn't explain anything further. "Brox, I have brought a friend. I want you to meet him. His name is Malfurion." "If he's your friend, Priest, I'd be honored." Malfurion forced a smile from the side: "Hello, Brox." "Brox is an orc, Malfurion." He nodded. "I've never heard of orcs before." "I know the night elves, you once helped us fight against the Burning Legion together. But in times of peace, the alliance gradually disbanded." His words didn't match the words, but Malfurion felt very disturbed. He asked, "You...how did you come here, Broxigar?" "The priest can call me Broxshiga. But you, you can only call me Brox." Then he looked at Tyrande: "You asked me this question last time, but I didn't answer. This is what I owe Yours. Now I tell you, I told this—" He made a disparaging gesture to the soldiers around him, "and their master's content. You won't believe me, though." Brooks' story is told seamlessly.He was careful not to mention his people and where they lived.It is only mentioned that under the command of the chief, he and another orc went to the mountains to investigate a rumor.There they discovered the black hole of the world - an all-consuming black hole that itself is in relentless motion. It devoured Brox and split his companions in two. Malfurion listened, panicking again.Every detail the orc said reminded him of the Well of Eternity, and the power the Highborne drew from it.Of course the magic of the Well of Eternity would create such a terrifying vortex. But maybe not!Malfurion insisted, of course, this may have nothing to do with Azshaline!They are not that crazy! Yeah? The more Brox talked, the more and more the horrific details sounded alike, and it was hard for Malfurion to deny that there might be some kind of connection between the two.Worse, the orc's expression was familiar to him, from the Well of Eternity and the palace. "It was a mistake," Brooks said. "Things that shouldn't have happened," he added.His description stabbed Malfurion like a sharp sword. Little did he realize that Brooks' story was over.He has been completely immersed in the imagination about the truth.Tyrande squeezed his arm and he regained his focus. "Are you all right, Malfurion. You look cold?" "I...I'm fine," he asked Brooks again. "Did you tell Ravencrest all... of this?" The orc didn't comment, but the soldier next to him replied: "Yes, that's what he said, basically verbatim!" As he spoke, the soldier laughed and said, "Ravencrest Tet, like you, hardly believes it. To-morrow he'll dig up the whole truth himself. If his friends are around, they'll know there's no good going to trouble us." Ravencrest believes that the orcs are going to invade his territory.Malfurion was disappointed.He began to wonder if Ravencrest could relate what he had seen to the story of Brox.The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he would not be believed.He was going so far as to tell Ravencrest that the beloved Empress might be involved in magic that might well destroy her own people.If someone else told him, he himself would not believe it. It would be nice to have some more evidence. The soldier began to move anxiously. He said, "Priest, I want you and your friends to leave. Our captain is coming soon. I shouldn't have let you—" "No problem. I understand." When they got up, Brox went to the cage, stretched out a hand to Tyrande, and said, "Priest, one last blessing, will you?" "certainly." Tyrande knelt down again, and Malfurion was terrified, not knowing what to do.The best way is to tell Ravencrest all doubts and guesses, but it seems to be of no use. If only he could talk to Cenarius, but the orcs are already— Cenarius... Malfurion glanced at Tyrande and Brox, and made a fateful decision. After saying goodbye to Brox, Tyrande stood up.Malfurion took her arm and thanked the soldier.Tyrande was still distraught, but Malfurion was silent, hatching his plans. "We have to do something," she said after a long time. "What's the meaning?" "Tomorrow they will bring Brox to Black Rook Hold. Once there, he will—" Tyrande said after a moment's hesitation, "I have great respect for Ravencrest, but—" "I spoke to the High Priest about it. She said there was nothing she could do but pray for Brox's spirit. She was glad I had compassion, but told me to leave it alone and let things take their course." "As things should be..." Malfurion muttered to himself, staring ahead, clenching his teeth.Even though he was terrified, there was no way out. "Turn here," he said suddenly, leading Tyrande into a path. "We're going to meet Illidan." "Illidan? Why?" Malfurion took a deep breath, thinking of the orcs and the Well of Eternity, and replied, "Because we should let things take their course, as we lead, that is." Harveys stood in front of the flaming sphere, staring intently at the crack in the middle.In the depths of the sphere, the eyes of the gods also looked at him.The conversation begins. I hear your plea.He said to Harveys, and knowing your dream... The impurity and imperfection in the world should be eliminated.I will give you what you desire, you are my faithful... Harveys knelt on the ground without taking a step from his eyes.The other Highborne continued to work their magic, to extend what they had already achieved. "Will you come?" the night elf replied, eyes filled with anticipation. "Will you come to our world to finish it?" The portal hasn't opened yet...needs to be reinforced...because it needs to be big enough for me to get in... Harveys nodded in understanding.With such a huge monster, the night elf's gate really couldn't accommodate him. As long as he stood there, the gate would probably be torn apart.Make sure to enlarge and widen the door, and keep it permanently open. "What should I do?" he asked. "The Highborne have cast their magic to the best of their abilities. The limits of skill and skill have been reached," concluded Harveys. I will send someone to guide you...he will pass you, but be ready for his coming... Harveys nearly jumped for joy.He gave an order: "Don't make any mistakes! Be sure to make him feel satisfied when he comes." Redoubled efforts, the chambers of the Highborne draw their power directly from the Well of Eternity.Outside, the weather is appalling.Anyone who sees black water will be plunged into fear. The fireball began to expand, and the crack in the middle gradually opened, like a barbaric mouth.Suddenly, millions of cries filled the secret room, and the sound was endless. But one Highborne hesitated.Prepared for the worst, Harveys forced himself to stand in the center of the circle, adding his own magic and skill.He will not disappoint this god!Never! However, it didn't go well at first.The entrance was tight and didn't open at all.Harveys concentrated all his willpower on the sphere, forcing the gap in the middle to widen. Then, a bright light forced the elves to retreat.Everyone was surprised, but still kept trying. In the depths of the sphere, a strange-looking guy appeared.At first, he was only a few inches tall, and as he moved forward, he got bigger, bigger, bigger... Now the wizards standing at the entrance of the sphere suffered disaster. Two wizards fell to the ground, one could barely breathe, and some were crumbling.But under Harveys' frenzied grip, they regained their strength. Suddenly, there was the eerie howl of a hound.Only Harveys could see clearly what came out of the sphere's entrance first. Most of the monsters are the size of a horse, with horns on their heads that curve forward.It has red scales on its body and a bunch of small brown hairs on its back.Although thin, they are all strong.There are three toes on the feet, each with sharp claws, and they are almost half the length of a foot.The rear legs of each monster were shorter than the front legs, but Harveys had no doubts about their speed and agility. There are also two long leather tentacles like whips erected on their shoulders, and there are small sucker-like mouths at the top of the tentacles.The tentacles kept swinging back and forth, staring at the wizards. Their faces are very special, like wolves and insects.Its savage jaws are lined with pointed teeth.The eyes are narrow and full of whites, revealing a treacherous look, one can tell that it is not a simple animal. Then their master came up from behind. He was wearing steel armor and iron gloves, and held a whip in his huge hand. Wherever the whip went, everything shone with silver light. His chest and shoulders were broader than the rest of his body, and he was a very large man, standing out from a crowd of warriors.There is no place covered by the steel armor, and a mysterious light shines from the scales. "I am an attendant sent by God," he said, his eyes were blazing, "to help you open the entrance and let God's glorious body enter!" A wild animal screamed wildly, and the whip was whipped over, and the sound disappeared immediately. "I am the dog king," said the huge beast fiercely, staring at Harveys closely, "I am Haka."