However, after listening to Tyrande, Arthas found a breakthrough in the problem - he didn't know what Malfurion's dream meant, and he thought it was a druid who had lost his hand in natural magic......

But now he didn't think so at all—the ritual that Tyrande had described, and which Malfurion had seen in his dreams, was clearly a ritual of summoning; And the images of the otherworldly creatures that Tyrande described...... It looks exactly like the other demons Arthas has ever seen.

Anyone else might have doubted the reality of Malfurion's dream, but ...... After all, Arthas was a man who had traveled back 10,000 years, and he didn't believe in such an incredible coincidence, so ...... There is only one explanation.

Malfurion, though he was still young, had acquired the ability to foresee the future; And in that Night Elf city called Esarin, what he feared was indeed about to happen, and maybe even now, was happening.

Arthas knew that the Burning Legion would not come into the world so easily, though he didn't know why; In the original stream of time, the Burning Legion led by Akmund was able to invade only because of the help of Arthas and Kel'thugad, who were controlled by the Lich King.

Obviously, the same is true of the Burning Legion 10,000 years ago, and it is most likely to be the internal response to their invasion of this world...... Naturally, none other than the most civilized elves - in this case, Arthas felt the need to meet Malfurion 10,000 years ago - while learning more about his dreams. On the other hand, Alsace can also further determine his own judgment.

"Well, Malfurion should be with Illidan by now...... Mr. Alsace. What's going on? ”

Tyrande asked, standing up and looking at Arthas with some confusion.

"I want to see him—that dream about him...... I'd like to talk to him. ”

Arthase said to Tyrande in a frank voice.

"Oh, but...... But what to talk about? ”

Tyrande blinked and asked—she was a little worried—not so much worried about Arthas, but about Malfurion and Illidan, after all, Tyrande felt that after Illidan and Malfurion saw Mr. Arthas, Tyrande was a little worried about whether they would quarrel.

"I seem to have some impressions of what he saw in his dreams. As for more ...... I'll need to see him before I know for sure. ”

Arthas said, shaking his head.

"Ahh That's it! Then I'...... Wait here, Mr. Arthas, and I'll go to them at once! ”

Tyrande heard Arthas say this. All of a sudden, she was excited—she didn't want Malfurion and Illidan to do something risky, but now it seems...... As if Mr. Arthas was indeed as well-informed as he had imagined, Malfurion had seen in his dreams a sight that had never been seen before by the Night Elves...... Mr. Alsace has actually seen it!

The thought of this made Tyrande feel a little excited—she had even forgotten to observe etiquette. Stumbling out of the Alsace lounge. She nearly hit the narrow doorframe - but none of these surprises deterred Tyrande, and she sprinted out of the Temple of the Moon and ran towards Illidan's lodgings in the city of Sulamah.

"Lady Tyrande......"

Arthas's half-outstretched hand came to a hesitant halt in the air - he had planned to follow Tyrande to meet Malfurion himself, but Tyrande had planned to summon him here......

However, when he thought about it, Arthas was relieved - although it seemed that no one in the Temple of the Moon paid attention to the existence of himself and Frost Sorrow, but presumably the other Night Elves in Sulamar City would not be so indifferent - it was indeed a little inconvenient to walk in the City of Night Elves with an alien appearance, and perhaps Tyrande was motivated by this consideration.

"The host...... That old woman is so stupid! We don't even know what we're doing! ”

As soon as Tyrande was gone, Frost Sorrow jumped into Arthas's arms. Complained with a bitter face.

"You still say! If it weren't for the stupidity of Ms. Tyrande...... No, it's purity. How can I have the face to stay here now? In the future, Xiaoshuang, if you are naughty again, I will ...... Pinch your face! ”

Arthas angrily counted the frost sorrows, but thinking that there was nothing he could do to punish this guy, in desperation, he could only pinch the delicate face of the frost sorrows again, pulled left and right, and threatened.

"Yikes!"

Frost Sorrow screamed and resisted, desperately avoiding his master's hand pinching his face, writhing and trying to tickle his master, and at once he got into a mess with Arthas, the Burning Legion or something...... The little magic sword is not interested!

……

Malfurion followed Tyrande into the lounge with a mixture of mixed and amazement, and saw the human he had never seen standing in the cramped room, smiling at him, as if he had become the master of the room.

As Illidan had said—the two guests of Tyrande were apparently completely different in appearance from the Night Elves—their ears were bare, and their hair was pure gold and black, respectively, and not as varied as the Night Elves; The skin also looks much paler, but it doesn't look like it's a disease, it's a natural look.

Other than that, the facial features of the two humans look similar to those of the Night Elves, except that they seem to be shorter than the Night Elves - judging by the comparison between men and women.

Not long ago, Malfurion had just returned to Illidan's lodgings in Sulama, and before he could sit down with Illidan to discuss his next steps, Tyrande came after him out of breath.

Malfurion thought something unusual had happened, but soon Tyrande told him—the two human guests wanted to talk to him—about his terrible nightmare.

Malfurion was at first surprised—he was a little puzzled by Tyrande's trust in the two human guests—that she had just told Tyrande about it, but within half a day she had turned to the others and strangers, whom she had only known for less than half a day.

Malfurion felt a little uncomfortable at the thought of this—but as Tyrande explained more, he realized that it was indeed necessary, for the two strangers seemed to have some understanding of the terrible sights in their dreams. (To be continued......)