The Night Elves' belief in the moon god Elune had existed since the appearance of this race.

Although the Night Elves disagreed, according to the documents preserved in the oldest troll temples, fifteen thousand years ago, a not-so-powerful clan of dark trolls migrated to the mountains near the mysterious Well of Eternity, and their form was changed due to contact with the magic of the Well of Eternity.

The liquid that flowed from the ancient and sacred well seemed to have inherited the will of some mysterious being, and the great being had planned to shape the dark troll into what she wanted.

The dark trolls who reshaped their bodies became beautiful and slender, and under the guidance of the waters of the eternal well, they had a new civilization and a new faith, and built a great empire.

This is the troll's account of the origin of the Night Elves, and considering that this document was written by the most intelligent and knowledge-worshipping Zandalar Troll Priests of the Troll Clan, it is very credible, however, the elves are reluctant to admit that they are derived from savage trolls, and in their hearts, they prefer to believe that it was the moon god Elune who created the first elves with his own hands...

In short, it is precisely because of the contact with the Well of Eternity that the elves worship Elune, the moon god, in this primitive worship, the elves believe that the silver moon in the night of Azeroth is the incarnation of Elune, and she keeps an eye on the world at all times, and the night elves are the family of the moon god Elune.

And the omniscient and all-powerful observers know that the Well of Eternity is the wound of Elune, the Titan spirit conceived by Azeroth, and that it is Elune's most sacred blood that flows from the water of that well.

So... It's not a boast that the Night Elves call themselves the Luna Clan, that's true, but... Compared to other Titans, the development of the Night Elf's civilization really can't satisfy the Titan Spirit Elune.

The spirit of the world corrupted by the Elder God was desperate to get rid of the nausea sores that tried to corrupt the world, but the Night Elves were unaware of this, and the first Elder God Cthun to be "removed" was Tyrion himself who gave Elune a glimmer of freedom that had not been available for thousands of years, and it was from that time that the connection between Elune and Tyrion became closer.

Although there is not much communication between the two... But at least Tyrion wanted to punish the Night Elves, and Elune knew about it, and acquiesced.

No one knew what the World Spirit was thinking, but at least in Tyrion, Elune saw a sense of hope... A means that can be called cruel, but there is hope for great results.

At dawn in Mount Hyjal, when the first rays of sunlight dispelled the darkness, the agony Illidan staggered into a deserted village in Mount Hyjal with the seriously injured Tyrande in his arms, blood continued to flow from Illidan's wounds, he was now extremely weak, and several demon souls sealed in 10,000 years as a demon hunter were violently dispersed by Tyrion, leaving Illidan into a state of "extreme emptiness".

But he couldn't stop, and the opportunity his brother Malfurion had given his life for him and Tyrande couldn't be wasted.

"Moon Well... Hold on! Tyrande! ”

Illidan staggered to the unconscious Tyrande near the moon well in the center of the village, which was the ritual place used by the moon priests to communicate with Elune, and the water of the well, which was filled with the power of the moon god, had a magical effect, not only to heal the wounds, but also to soothe the pain in the hearts of the elves, the moon priests claimed that this was the blessing of the moon god, and the moon well was also a sacred object in the hearts of the night elves.

Tyrande was impaled through her body by a sword from Tyrion, and she urgently needed the moon well to heal her wounds, but the moon well under the World Tree had already been destroyed or polluted by the great war between Queen Azhara and Tyrion, and the moon well here was the closest to the two fugitives, and it was also the place where Illidan had to bring Tyrande, compared to his weakness, Tyrande's injuries were obviously more serious and had to be treated.

"Wow"

Illidan held the unconscious, blood-stained Tyrande into the pool of silver light in a princess hug, and the extremely weak demon hunter put Tyrande into the pool with a gentle gesture, and then crawled out of the activated moon well, which was a small moon well, and it did not have enough healing power to support two seriously injured people.

In this case, Illidan, who has a deep affection for Tyrande, naturally wants to leave the chance of healing to Tyrande, but he is also seriously injured, and at the moment when he turns out of the moon well, he is hit by a fall, and the dark walker let out a low groan of pain, and the pain in his body because of the forcible stripping of the demon's soul completely exploded at this moment, and the pain in his body made Illidan tilt his head and pass out.

And in the well water that shone with a gentle silver light, the cold and healing moon well water washed away the wounds on Tyrande's body in a gentle manner, and the weak soul of the moon sacrifice seeped into a higher dimension with the divine well water as the medium.

It was a world shrouded in silver sand moonlight, Tyrande opened her eyes blankly, she looked at the space full of halos, at this moment, she felt the long-lost comfort in her heart, it was the power of the moon god that had been disconnected from the moon priests for several months, during which time, Elune no longer responded to the prayers of the moon priests, some priests with fragile hearts, and even felt abandoned.

In the painful perception of being abandoned by the gods, many sincere priests went crazy, and many left Mount Hyjal, but the news was sealed off by the Temple of the Moon, and Tyrande and the other high-ranking priests believed that such news would have a terrible effect on the common people.

However, at this moment when the Cadore civilization was devastated, Tyrande once again sensed the existence of the moon god Elune, but after witnessing the burning of the World Tree, witnessing the souls of his people being snatched away by the Grim Reaper who rushed out of hell, and witnessing the terrible scene of her husband being killed by the Demon Lord of Hell, Tyrande no longer had the joy of regaining her faith in her heart, on the contrary, her beautiful eyes shone with anger.

"Why!"

Tyrande raised her head, she rose weakly from the earth that radiated a silver halo, for the first time she was so rude, so insincere, she raised her head so rudely, and looked directly at the round of silver moonlight hanging in the sky of this Luna God, she clenched her fists, and shouted like an angry female beast:

"Why! Elune, your people are suffering from the pain of war, why don't you respond to us when we need you most! Why should you... Abandon us! Why let your people suffer such a catastrophe? Why! ”

At this moment, Tyrande's heart was painful, this pain not only came from the grief of losing her loved ones and lovers, but also from the anger of witnessing the suffering of her people and being powerless, as a ruler, she longed to protect her people, she had done so for 10,000 years, and yet, in this catastrophe that accompanied death, she could not protect the people...

She lost them.

What's more, as a god of all energy and sincerity, Elune's ignorance of this made Tyrande. There was a sense of betrayal in the tone of the language.

In the face of the questioning of his followers, the halo of the moonlight drifted away, and the gentle light shone on Tyrande's body, as if in response to Tyrande's questioning.

"Tyrande. Style..."

The calm voice that sounded in Tyrande's heart made the Moon Priest's eyes widen, she had never heard Elune's voice so clearly in the more than 10,000 years she had been a Luna priest, and it was the first time she had spoken to her own gods, to be exact.

"You ask me why I have abandoned the people who believe in me at this time, and I have never abandoned you... However, Tyrande, I am not a god, and I am not as merciful as the sacred stories you have written for me, and most importantly... Tyrande, the patriarch I personally chosen, the one I need... Not your sincerity! ”

"It makes no sense to believe in me... Faith was not what I shaped you for fifteen thousand years ago, and it doesn't make me happy to have a group of believers who worship me sincerely. ”

"I created you and gave you strength for a purpose, you were born with a mission, Tyrande, and you... Disappointed me. ”

Huang Zhong Dalu's voice echoed in Tyrande's heart, listening to the will of the gods should have been an incomparably honorable thing for all believers, but the gods' total denial of the people could only make her feel extremely dazed for Tyrande, who was both a priest and a ruler.

"You think you're right? No... You're wrong! And that's the price of mistakes! ”

The words that Tyrion said to her as he pierced her body came to mind, causing Tyrande to subconsciously grab her hair, and she let out a terrible scream:

"Nope! You're in league with him! The gods I believe in are in league with the demon kings who destroy my people! No! No!! ”

"Calm down!"

Elune's cold voice came into Tyrande's heart, and the power belonging to the moon god forced the moon god sacrifice who was about to be lost in chaos in his heart forcibly calmed down, and Tyrande looked at the moon halo above his head with a sad gaze that was more than heartbroken, the scene that should have made people sincerely worship, this moment also seemed to become pale and cold, just like the feeling that death gave her.

The unwavering faith she has built over 10,000 years... Crashed.

"Tyrion and his death are only a reflection of my disappointment in you, it doesn't mean that I have lost faith in you, Tyrande, Kadore was created by me after all, you are a member of the Titans, not a believer in an imaginary god, and you, you are the leader of the Titan clan I have chosen, believe me, this status is more noble than the Lunar Sacrifice..."

"I, born among the stars... Titans, this is my race, and I should have my relatives to protect me from the darkness as I grow, but those guardians failed... Having witnessed their defeat and lost my protective power, I can only shape a force for myself to protect the world..."

"That's you, Kadore Elves, I have given you a strong physique, a lot of wisdom, a lot of potential, and a thriving future with my blood... It's a pity that you have abandoned these and made the meaningless faith in me the center of your life..."

"I have witnessed the scene of the upper elves being seduced by the dark titans, at that moment, I was disappointed in you for the first time, however, your appearance saved the world, and also awakened my faith in you, I thought that under your leadership, Tyrande, the Cadore elves could go back to their origins and truly become the guardians and warriors I needed, but... Once again, you have let me down. ”

"My companions, the last guardians left behind by the Titans of the Pantheon, the guardian dragons have given you the power you shouldn't have in the wrong way, eternal life has trapped you like a quagmire, aroused your inner desires, weakened your mind to explore the world and change the world, protect the world, and leave you in a safe corner."

"Every time I see you spend a lot of money to build a temple for me, I want to warn you... I even thought about abandoning you, but I couldn't! The Well of Eternity is gone, and I can no longer forge another Guardian Clan out of my own blood, and I can only hope that you will remember your mission at some point... And I waited, a whole ten thousand years! ”

"I have been utterly disappointed, Tyrande, and so disaster has struck... I'm not punishing you, I'm just borrowing Tyrion's hand to remove the shackles from you... Let you become purer and become what I need... Warrior! ”

Elune's words left Tyrande at a loss, and there was no doubt that Elune was saying things that Tyrande had never understood, never thought about, never doubted the legitimacy of her faith, and she had never doubted what such a belief meant to her gods.

As one wise observer observed:

Mortals always think that their sincerity is the best sacrifice to the gods, but they don't know that the real gods don't care about these things at all, maybe what they want to see is the good deeds that mortals have done because of their faith, those heroic deeds that can change the world, rather than sincere faith itself, which is meaningless.

And now, in the communication between Tyrande and her gods, she knows what the gods want them to do, and for these, Tyrande still has the biggest question in her heart:

"If this is your question, why, you never told me?"

Tyrande's question silenced Elune for a moment, then let out a long, helpless sigh:

"I told you 10,000 years ago... The Tears of Elune are an extension of all my thoughts in this world, and if you are willing to listen, you can hear my whispers to you, but sincere believers only regard it as a gift from the gods, keep it in the majestic and delicate temple of the Moon, and worship it daily, but never really listen..."

"Faith... Tyrande, faith makes you firm, but it also confuses your eyes, seals your ears, closes your heart... I don't need it, what I value is what you do for me, and what I desire is what I need you do for me..."

"Go, Tyrande, 10,000 times of sincere chanting is not as good as you killing a cultist of the Old Gods for me..."

"Go, under the moonlight, bravely undertake your mission! Stop indulging in useless beliefs. ”

"Go, put on your battle form, and turn my clan into a true warrior who guards this world!"

"I'm watching you, Tyrande. I warned you... And this is the last time..."

"Go ahead!"

"Don't let me down again... My family..."

Tyrande closed her eyes, she could feel her cheeks being held up by a pair of warm hands, a kiss representing mission and blessing fell on her forehead, and the next moment, in the cold moon well water, Tyrande's eyes opened suddenly.

She struggled to get up from the moon, she looked at the unconscious Illidan next to her, her eyes blankly at the devastated battlefield in front of her, and after a moment, Tyrande let out a long sigh.

She reached out and removed all the religious ornaments representing the high priest of the moon god from her body, tossed aside the ornaments that represented her identity, tore the decorative shoulder armor from her shoulders, tied her long hair into a single ponytail in a rough way, and then tore the ornate and useless tulle dress on her body, leaving only the silver armor, making the armor look like the armor of warriors.

After all this, Tyrande, as before, knelt in the cold water of the moon well, bowed her head, and chanted aloud in a hoarse voice containing pain and anger:

"Elune! We follow you, we dedicate our faith to you, we have made mistakes, and this pain and calamity awakens us. ”

"I have served you for nearly 10,000 years, but tonight, I no longer come as a maid, a nun, or even a priest..."

"From this day forward, please give me mission and justice..."

"With an ancient word, I summon your most merciless moon phase!"

"With the rest of my life, with this insignificant tribute, I beg to be clothed in the darkest form of war that you have bestowed upon me!"

"Please give me... The power of revenge and war! ”

"Please make me a ruthless warrior of the dark night! Please make me your sharpest... War knives! ”

"Wow"

In the chanting of Tyrande's roar, in the halo of dawn on Mount Hyjal, a dark moon light that penetrated the sky dispelled the brightest sun, and the sky of the whole world was transformed into a swaying starry sky at this moment, and the whole world was in an uproar.

Kadore... Night.

The civilization of the Titans will never collapse, it will draw strength from disasters, then turn into a butterfly, and... Promotion!