Chapter 22 Section 19

But the scenery in front of her was no longer familiar to the empress.Azshara's golden eyes saw the image of the city: ruined buildings, endless flames, and dead bodies littering the streets.She looked to the right and saw that the corner of the Highborne wall was still intact. "I need an explanation, Varothen." "The counselor told me that everything in front of me is worthless, and that for a more perfect world, all imperfect things are worthless." to be swept away. " "Aren't these considerations passed through Harvey's judgment?" "It was done under the orders of the Creator's most trusted servant, the Celestial Commander Mannoroth."

Azshara, along with her counselor, had briefly met the unforgettable Mannoroth, and she was overwhelmed by the towering servant of the Creator. The queen nodded. "If Mannoroth says it must be so, so it must be. I've always believed that in the name of glory, sacrifices are always required." Varosen lowered his head: "Your wisdom really has no boundaries." The Empress accepted his praise with regal aplomb.She gets lots of compliments every day, it's a major part of her life.Azshara looked at the carnage in front of him and asked: "So will this last for a long time? Is the Creator coming soon too?"

"He will, my queen, it is said that Mannoroth called him Sargeras." "Sargeras," Queen Azshara recalled the name, "Sargeras, it is indeed a name suitable for a god!" She put her hands on her chest. "I'm sure I'll be the first to know when he comes. It would be a real shame if I wasn't here to greet him in person." "I personally also very much hope to let you know in advance," Varosen said, lowering his body, "Please forgive me, my queen, I still have some important things to do." She waved her hand absently, still immersed in the scene in front of her and the true meaning of God.The captain left only her and her bodyguard.

In Azshara's mind, began to picture a dream world.A greater city, a monument to her honor.It will no longer be called Azshalin as people are used to, no, it should be called Azshara.What a fitting name for the Queen's hometown.Azshara.She read it silently twice to herself, and was fascinated by it.She should have made such a change long ago, but it doesn't matter if she does it now.Besides, she had an even more fascinating idea.It is true that her face is exceptionally perfect, a symbol of the nation, but there is something more glorious, greater... soon he will come. His name is Sargeras.

"Sargeras," she whispered, "God Sargeras..." An almost childlike smile crossed her face. "His companion, Azshara..." Couriers come to Black Rook Hold every few minutes.All messengers must meet the master here, because there is a new message every time. Every piece of news was equally terrifying to Ravencrest. In any case, there is still no way to get mana from the night elves, even their most experienced wizards are powerless.Also, the spell powers sourced from the Well of Eternity failed, with unfortunate results in one or two places.Panic ensued, and the officials could have avoided chaos.

The most important places, the area around Azshalin, have no news. until now. The messenger brought in by the sentries could barely stand.His armor had fallen off and was shattered, and there was blood all over his body.He staggered to one knee before Ravencrest. "Has he been given anything to eat and drink?" asked the nobleman.With no one to answer, he fired at the guard standing at the door.Seconds later, someone brought water and food. Ronin and the others waited impatiently there.They have gone from being prisoners to something undefinable.Not an ally, and not an outsider.He chose to remain silent behind the crowd.This is more likely to ensure that his status is no longer that of a prisoner.

"Can you talk now?" the messenger ate some fruit and drank half a bag of water, Ravencrest asked rumblingly. "Yes...forgive me, my lord...I couldn't say it before." "In your circumstances, it's hard to believe you're still here." The night elf, kneeling before him, looked around at the others.Ronin found that his eyes were already blind. "I also find it unbelievable, my lord." He coughed several times, "Your lord...let me tell you...I think...our world is coming to an end." The calm tone of his last words, on the contrary, aggravated the terrifying atmosphere in the words, and the room was dead silent.Rhonin remembered what Malfurion had said before.it has started.Not even Malfurion himself knew what this meant, he just knew that something terrible was about to happen.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Ravencrest, leaning forward. "Have you received some terrible news from Azshaline? Did they ask you to deliver this important news? " "Your Excellency... I am from Azshalin." "Impossible!" put in Latusus, "even with the best physical strength the journey would take three to five nights, and without witchcraft—" "I know better than you whether it is possible!" The soldier snapped his fingers, ignoring the position of the moon guard, and said to Ravencrest: "I was sent to ask for help. Those people gathered their tiny strength Get up and send me here! They may be dead." He swallowed: "I may be the only survivor."

"City, boy, what city?" "Your Excellency... Aisaline is being destroyed, and bloodthirsty demons are ravaging the city, just like a nightmare!" The story is told from the mouth of the messenger like an open wound.Like many other night elves, the night elves in the capital suddenly and inexplicably lost almost all their power, much to their bewilderment.Many elves came to the palace seeking appeasement.There are more and more elves, more than a hundred. At this time, a large number of tall soldiers poured out of the palace, some with horns and some with wings. They were all fully armed and wanted to kill the night elves.Fear ensued, and someone was trampled by those who fled.

"We have fled... my lord... we have all fled. I can only say that the elves who fled from my direction, even the strongest warriors did not last long. "The group of demons followed and captured the slow-running elves. The scattered elves managed to escape from the city, but were still caught by the demons." No one interrupted him.No one questioned the chaos he suffered.The truth has been obtained from his eyes and voice. The courier then described how he got here: a group of Moon Guards and officials gathered to try to work out some means of defense, and Black Rook Castle had to be informed.Much of the responsibility fell to the soldiers.

"They warned that the spell might not work as planned, and I could be sent to the bottom of a well or even C-city." He shrugged. "I don't see any other options." With great nervousness, the spellcasters set to work.He stood between them, and they gathered their energy as best they could.The world began to fade around him... When he had just disappeared, he saw the huge hound jumping into their rally. "I landed not far north from here...my lord...wounded but alive. It took me some time to find the outpost and get a mount, and I made it as fast as I could. " Ravencrest, who had been restrained for a long time, suddenly slid back. "What about the palace? The palace...was destroyed too? Everyone was killed?" The messenger hesitated and said, "Your Excellency, there are some sentries on the wall. They watched the elves before the gate opened, and then watched the monsters come out and slaughter me... us all!" "The Queen will never allow that!" said the official suddenly.Everyone else nodded, but many didn't comment. The Commander has his own opinion on what such a thing means: "As long as we believe it, then it must be the work of the Highborne." "Of course, even they wouldn't be so insane!" Latusus argued. "Yes, these wizards all think they're superior to the Moon Guard, but they're night elves just like us!" "So we believe...but their arrogance is too far-fetched!" Ravencrest slammed his fist on the armrest of the stone chair, "Let us not forget that the Highborne obey the Counselor—Haves's Order!" Rhonin heard the name mentioned earlier, but repeating it now made him feel dizzy.He leaned against Malfurion and asked, "Who is Harveys?" Malfurion was much better now, thanks to the help of his twin brother.With a little help from Brooks, he's now on someone else's side. "He is a person who often speaks in the Queen's ear, is the Queen's most trusted counselor, and is also an opponent of Ravencrest. I don't doubt that Harveys is also involved, but it is impossible for him to pass Aisa Ra's permission to do such a thing! Even the Highborne absolutely obey the Empress!" "They'll never believe it," said Illidan. "Forget it, now! Let them think it was the counselor's fault! In the end the choice is the same!" Although Rhonin didn't completely trust Illidan, he could only agree with the night elf in this respect. It appears that the sinner has been chosen.Ravencrest stood there, shouting to the others present.His staff all put on their helmets, as if they were going to the capital immediately. "All moon guards, all capable spellcasters, assemble immediately! Send orders to every military unit, every commander! Resistance must be organized! This chaos must be brought under control!" Latusus faced the nobleman: "The use of the well must be resumed! Those monsters cannot be dealt with with the strength of the arm alone! You heard what the messenger said!" The bearded noble turned his face to the moon guard: "I hope to have a little witchcraft at hand, especially from your boastful orders; but, on the other hand, we are currently armed, aren't we? " Illidan suddenly ignored his brother and others: "My lord, I may be able to help! I still have some ability to cast spells!" "Great! We need it! Azsaline must take revenge and save the Queen from the hands of the Highborne!" Ronin could hardly bear it.He'd seen what the Burning Legion did, and even though it was his past, he still couldn't take it as Krasus wanted. In his body, he can still feel the ability to summon magic, which can be used at will. "Lord Ravencrest!" The nobleman looked at him, apparently not knowing what he wanted to do: "What do you want?" "You need someone who can cast a spell, and I offer myself." Ravencrest looked skeptical.In response, the mage summoned a blue orb of light just to the left.He expended more skill than usual, but not enough to show his full ability.The commander's skeptical expression dissipated. "Okay, you are welcome to join our team—" Out of the corner of his eye, he must have seen that Latusus was about to object, "especially since there is no one else helping us at the moment." "If the spell that cut us off from the well could be removed—" "It will require some great magic in the first place... If you can do it, Moon Guardian, we shall have no problems!" Hearing them argue, Malfurion's heart grew heavier.Such a war of words will not lead to any good results.What is needed is action, but Ravencrest is inclined to use magic, and now that there are very few kinds of magic, the prospects are indeed not good.unless-- His eyes widened.Maybe he can do something about it. As his brother and Rhonin had done, Malfurion took a step towards the nobleman.Ravencrest gave him a distrustful look. "Now is your turn? Are you going to provide magic, like Illidan? If you have that ability, I welcome it, and I don't care about your previous crimes." "What I offer is not magic, Lord Ravencrest, but another kind of spell. I contribute what my teacher Cenarius taught me." Latusus smiled foolishly: "This is really the worst joke! A demigod's spell?" But Ravencrest did not let go of Malfurion's hand: "Are you sure you can help?" The night elf hesitated, then said, "Yes, but not here. I'm going somewhere... quieter." The nobleman raised his eyebrows: "Quiet?" Malfurion nodded: "I must go to the Temple of the Moon God." "Moon Temple? I haven't even thought about it. Their support is indeed needed in this critical time-but what do you hope to do there?" In order to keep the secret that could not be ascertained, Malfurion Stormrage replied: "Of course it is to remove the spell that cuts off the source of power of the Well of Eternity." In any case, for Harveys, everything is good in the world. His dreams, his goals, are within reach. Besides, the Creator was quite pleased with him.The shield created by the spell he and Mannoroth had set not only cut off the power of the Well from all, but also all but stopped the Highborne.They succeeded in enlarging and shaping the entrance.In the hasty time of just a few hours, hundreds of Celestial soldiers poured into this entrance. Mannoroth immediately took control of them, sending them to destroy the unsuitable beings.Harveys had found the idea appalling at one point, but now he fully subscribed to Sargeras's ways and means.God knows best how to achieve the Paradise that counselors seek.Wasn't the part of the Highborne dwelling in the palace forgiven?Among the servants of those palaces will be born a new age of night elves that will eclipse any age that has existed before. Harveys has been given the honorable task of making it all happen.He maintains an elegant balance, allowing spells to continually generate new blocking shields.The job requirements were much higher than Mannoroth had planned, and if the spell failed, it was nearly impossible to try again.Because it is impossible to open the entrance again, and then use the combined force of all the high elf wizards to shape it. Harveys, however, hoped there would be no trouble.What will happen in the center of the palace? A brooding figure crept into the room, looking around impatiently. "Where is Mannoroth?" the Dog King asked quietly. "Of course he went to command the Celestial Soldiers," the night elf replied. "He went to cleanse Azshaline of inappropriate lower creatures." Something in Haka's expression annoyed Harveys.It seems that the counselor said something funny to the dog king.As for what it was, the night elves couldn't tell. Four more demon guards appeared at the entrance.A fearsome doomguard stands nearby.He yelled something incomprehensible to the four demon guards, and they immediately walked towards the room. Celestial soldiers do as they are told, with amazingly precise steps.They never forget their mission.At least in Harveys' mind, even Varosen's elite troops are not as good as them. "How's the hunt going?" the counselor asked Haka. There was still a hint of sarcasm on Haka's face: "Everything is going well... well, Lord of the Night Elves. My hounds and the demon guards who follow them are clear about their mission. Those who Mannoroth hopes to be caught will No one will be missed." He turned and quietly walked out of the room, leaving Harvey satisfied.When he noticed Haka the Dog's attitude, the night elf found himself closer to the Creator's commander. The counselor looked again at the spell shield that had become a whole.A few yards from the entrance, a string of nodes glowing blue on the icon that characterizes the spellshield that Mannoroth had drawn.With magical eyes, Harveys could also discern other flashing structures, orange, yellow, green... and many others.He now wields a vast magical force. Now, he not only controls the fate of his own people, but also controls the fate of the rest of the world. The Temple of the Moon God was unaware of the catastrophe that occurred in the night elf kingdom.They did not directly experience the fall of the well, but they could still feel the sudden emptiness.While the populace was running to various temples for advice, priestesses across the country were having conversations in various ways—because the Moon Goddess hit the heart of the original conversation—about what to do now.They chose to let the people come in to pray and let Elune comfort them.They also used their skills to search for the direction of the well... but facing the goddess of the moon, they could not divination what happened.