After Malfurion became famous, the Stormrage Brothers moved to the city of Suramar.

After being pointed at by the neighbors again, Malfurion's emotions suddenly exploded, and he no longer cared about the brotherhood, and directly laid a heavy hand.

The sky was drizzling, the rain was very cold, and the skin would be slightly chilled. Illidan vomited blood and was kicked out of the house with staggering steps. The surrounding elves were very indifferent. They were laughing at the blind night elf. A few elves The female family members of the nobles even pointed at Illidan, using other people's flaws to set off their own elegance.

"It's disgusting, I heard he was born blind?"

"It must have been cursed. Such a lowly guy doesn't know how to be grateful, and keeps a straight face every day. If I were Lord Malfurion, I would have..."

In Suramar, the glorious and magnificent city of the night elves, Illidan felt only endless coldness.

He left the aristocratic area, followed the river to the civilian area, and then hid in the bridge hole, curled up to avoid the rain, hoping that he would not get sick.

Qiangzi gritted his teeth and straightened his ribs. Malfurion's punch before made his whole body almost shattered. The huge force was simply not something a commoner like him could bear, but he still persisted. To save himself, there was still a vague thing in his heart. He always felt that his fate should not be like this, that he should not die like a mouse in a cold ditch.

As footsteps approached, he listened attentively.

Soon he recognized the identity of the comer.

Born blind, he didn't know the appearance of the other party, but inferred from some marginal information that the other party was also an unlucky ghost, and his situation was stronger than his, but the strength was very limited.

With his weak body leaning on his shoulder, Illidan smelled a smell of blood, and he knew that his fellow sufferer might have been whipped by the priest named Maiev Shadowsong again.

"Illidan... this world is sick! Let's... let's run together! If we run far away, I won't be able to hold on anymore!"

Although Tyrande was wearing a pure white priestess robe, she could still see several criss-crossing welts on her back and shoulders.

In this timeline, without the protection of the moon **** Elune, Tyrande's fate would be much more ordinary.

Even because of her shortcomings such as recklessness, impulsiveness, and lack of thinking in doing things, she is not as good as an ordinary priestess.

In order to prevent the coming war, Sargeras instructed Azshara to collect more military talents before he fell asleep.

After a short time, Jarod Shadowsong, known as Azeroth's number one military strategist, stood out. It was unclear who Sargeras was going to fight, but Azshara still sent Jarod Shadowsong As a key training object.

The ruthless Maiev Shadowsong also entered Azshara's field of vision after her younger brother Jarod Shadowsong became a highborne elf. Talented people would stand out at any time, and she was also appointed by Azshara as a member of the church. Name officiant.

This church is a church that worships Sargeras, and Maiev Shadowsong is naturally very good at using the emotions of revenge. This method is in line with many teachings of Sargeras, and she has been promoted step by step.

The natural horoscope does not match, plus you can't see when you look up and see when you look down. Now one is high and powerful, and the other is weak, pitiful and helpless, Maiev Shadowsong is always looking for some faults in Tyrande, and then severely punishing this guy who is getting worse and worse.

It was miserable together when nothing happened. Slowly, Tyrande and Illidan became troubled friends. The impulsive Tyrande tried several times to persuade this friend to run away with him, but Illidan chose to reject her every time.

"This world is too big, and Azshara's territory is too big, where else can we go? I always feel... I always feel that this world should not be like this." Illidan clutched his ribs , now it's just a name, and Tyrande, who can't use priest spells at all, bowed his head to help him bandage.

The priestess was full of resentment: "Do you feel?!... Hehe, don't be funny, this world is like this! War, fire, endless weapons and armies, from Azshara to any night elf I am preparing to fight that unknown enemy, it was like this a thousand years ago, it was like this ten thousand years ago, and maybe it will still be like this after ten thousand years!"

Illidan shook his head slowly and closed his mouth. As many people said, his partner is impulsive, reckless, doesn't like to use his brain, and does everything based on his feelings.

It would be fine if it felt right, but she couldn't feel anything.

"Look! The sky! There seems to be... a small group of flames?" Tyrande said suddenly, pointing to the sky.

The rainy sky was forcibly broken by something. At first, it was just a faint dark red light group, and then the light group became bigger and bigger, squeezing out the dark clouds, as if a sun suddenly appeared in the sky.

Illidan chuckled softly, "Sorry, I'm blind, I can't see anything."

Tyrande quickly apologized to his friend, saying that he didn't mean it.

The disabled duo was eating melons in Suramar, and more elves discovered the abnormality in the sky.

Following Azshara's order, the huge war machine immediately moved into action, and many soldiers entered the combat positions.

The mages set up magic barriers, and the chained dragons lifted off one after another, preparing to spew flames at the enemy. After the night elves gained power, the trolls who had been reduced to slaves came out of the slave camp one after another. They would serve as cannon fodder to meet the first wave of enemy attacks.

A group of scientifically illiterate people looked at the sky, and they couldn't figure out what it was in the sky, they only knew that it had huge energy and could still move.

This is a war fortress jointly built by the Eredars and the Star Consortium~lightnovelpub.net~ Inside is a whole planet, and outside is a technological product like a Dyson sphere, which relies on absorbing the energy of stars to power the planet.

This War Fortress No. 1 set off from a base of the Star Consortium ten years ago, and was escorted by various warships towards the large star field near Azeroth.

The commander of the fortress was Admiral Sphrax, who would have joined the Burning Legion and became one of the three giants of the Antoran Command Council. This is a female Eredar demigod mage, and she is one of the few The high-level executives who came into contact with Vanessa thousands of years ago were affectionately called 'Miss Lacus' by Vanessa!

After discovering the coordinates of Azeroth, she immediately sent a message to the mother star of Argus behind, and Archimonde gave instructions to try to attack once.

The war fortress three times larger than the moon slowly approached Azeroth.

"Mobilize the main guns! Prepare to fire!" Sphrax ordered loudly.

The main cannon of the War Fortress recharged quickly, and the energy absorbed from the stars gathered together, and the huge beam of light shot towards Azeroth with an unexpected 'bang'.