At the same time that Anduin and Fenna's adventure was forcibly interrupted by an uninvited guest, in another quiet place, a bizarre story had just begun.

"Whew... Whew"

Varian looked up with difficulty, the feeling of drowsiness still lingering in his mind, but his mind was already a little clearer, which meant that the dark touch that had always haunted his heart was quickly dissipating, but it was the most terrifying thing.

If it can easily invade Varian's mind, then does its active retreat mean that the purpose of its invasion has been achieved?

For some mysterious beings, the human mind is no more fragile than a blank sheet of paper, and even their attention will distort the mind, even if they instinctively do not want it to happen, but it is not controlled by them.

"Varian, are you alright?"

A weak voice woke the king from that special state of chaos, and Varian, who was leaning against the wall, turned his head with difficulty, and saw Magni clutching the prison railing, the dwarven king probably woke up earlier than him, probably because the soul strength of the immortals was higher than that of humans, but perhaps because of this, the dwarven king's arms were also tied with heavy shackles.

Magni grabbed the railing and whispered to Varian, "Hey, bastard, wake up, don't sleep!"

"Hmm... Here, where is this? everybody..."

Varian rubbed his forehead with difficulty, the feeling was like a hangover for a day and a night, the world was unbearable, he resisted the feeling in his chest and wanted to vomit, and turned his head to look at Magni,

"Are you all okay?"

"Not good... Very bad. ”

Another voice rang out in the cell on the other side of Varian, and Dai Lin leaned weakly against the corner, his hair disheveled, and the corners of his mouth molted from thirst. Bloodhoof, the strongest minotaur chieftain, was even tied directly to the wall with rusty iron cables, unable to move at all, but compared to the others who were still unconscious at this time, these four strong warriors were obviously the fastest to recover.

"Where is this?"

Kane shook his head with difficulty, a spiky iron rope across his neck, if he didn't pay attention, it would puncture his skin, and worst of all, I don't know if it was poisoned or cursed, these warriors lost control of their anger, and even their bodies were no different from ordinary people.

Blood dripped down the iron cable, ticking on the ground, Kane's question was obviously everyone's problem too, Varian looked up, the shadow in the darkness had a turquoise glow, it looked like some kind of special lamp, but just relying on this, it was completely impossible to judge the situation around him, he coughed and tried to lift his left hand, but in the end... Failed.

How long has it been since you felt this extreme weakness?

"Here, it doesn't feel right!"

A few minutes later, Sal also woke up, he coughed lightly, and also looked up at the darkness of the sky with a turquoise light, the elemental power was so weak that it was almost impossible to call, but as a shaman's intuition, Thrall still sensed that something was wrong.

"This feeling... It's water! Huge amount of water, we're supposed to be in... Under the sea!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

The sound of applause came from the darkness, attracting everyone's attention for the first time, but the darkness, a darkness, obscured everything from the man, and only a female voice could be heard, hoarse, but absolutely charming, and when this spiritual resistance was suppressed to a minimum, even Varian was almost lost in this voice.

"What the most powerful people in the civilized world... Just by relying on perception, you can detect that something is wrong. ”

The female voice laughed, "Then heroes, tell me, are you desperate?"

"You... Who are you?"

Varian clenched his fists in the darkness and asked in a low voice, "When..."

"Oh, this one, I've always been here... It's been a lot longer than you think, watching you get lost in your dreams, watching you come back from your loss, watching you pick up a life, oh yes, this cutie... She probably won't be able to make it, after all, she's just a weak mortal. ”

"Who the hell are you!

The chains in Magni's hands clicked, but the voice in the darkness only let out a series of crisp laughs, and she sneered with full malice, "Look at you, Magni Copperbeard, I heard that you are a wise ruler rarely seen among the dwarves, but I don't see a trace of wisdom in you, is it true that the ruler of the kingdom in ten thousand years will be like this?"

"That world, it's really disappointing me!"

However, at this moment, a voice with obvious fear rushed up from the other side of the darkness,

"Aisara! It's you, isn't it?"

Tyrande's screams made everyone understand who the darkness was, but it also made the legendary majesty completely lose interest in talking, and she was silent for a few seconds, and then, accompanied by a complicated incantation, no one could understand, the light appeared in the hall, it was a soft, like the most gorgeous palace lamp, the light appeared from the center of the darkness, and then quickly spread to every corner.

It wasn't glaring, but because of the long darkness, the prisoners couldn't help but close their eyes, until a few seconds later, Varian looked up again, and sure enough, as Sal said, where they were, was under the sea.

Countless tons of sea water were suspended above everyone's heads, and there were countless fish swimming by slapping their tails, and there was even a hammerhead shark with a gray-white body flicking its tail wantonly, but above everyone's heads, a layer of enchantment that was barely visible to the naked eye supported this hall at the bottom of the sea, and those seawater covered this enchantment, as if it was pressed on top of everyone's heads, which made people tremble.

And the crowd found themselves in the wreckage of a palace, with algae and rust-filled ornaments on the walls that bound them, and beneath them, in the unimaginably dry sand of the seabed, Magni even found a hermit crab at his feet that had fled quickly because of the light.

Then, all eyes fell on Azhara.

Ten thousand years ago, the empress who ruled the most powerful Night Elf Empire in the world was once called the "Light of Light", and was said to be the most beautiful and eye-catching woman of that era, but in the eyes of everyone, there was only a Naga with six arms, a small black snake flying on her head, and a snake tail on her body.

Yes, her face with white scales can still be vaguely seen in the unparalleled beauty of the past, and even the face that belongs to Naga now has a special kind of bewitching beauty that is as striking as a poppy, and her body is decorated with all kinds of jewels, even the huge snake tail is decorated with three rings of jewels that shine incomparably in the light.

But neither glamorous nor luxurious jewelry can hide a fact; She's become a monster!

From a twisted body, to a complete monster inside!

"Oh... I saw the look in your eyes, really, rudely!"

Sensing the meaning in everyone's eyes, it caused an indescribable humiliation in her heart, and she subconsciously twisted her arm, and the arm of Queen Kalia, who was still unconscious, in her arms, made a crisp click.

"Oh... Poor little cutie, I should have been gentle. ”

Azhara immediately realized her mistake, and she knew even more than anyone about Kalia, so she immediately untied her scepter from the waist of the real water serpent, it was an aquamarine scepter like a small war hammer, and the outer frame was a lifelike blue serpent, the scales and tusks were almost the same as the real thing, the serpent coiled around a round sky blue jewel, its two eyes made of green gems.

The fist-sized gem was inscribed with a mysterious motif, which was the ancient Sindore word for "water of life", in which a blue stream of water moved with the movement of Azhara's arm, and as her left hand brushed the surface of the scepter, it seemed to draw out the water inside, and the blue light covered the palm of her hand, flowing on the irregularly twisted arm of the unconscious Kalia.

In the blink of an eye, the severely damaged arm was restored to its original state, and if you don't consider the hostility between each other, everyone present will be amazed by the power of this treatment, you know, Viren's healing technique is estimated to be similar to this effect, right?

Eshara gently placed the sleeping Kaliya on the ground, then swayed her snake tail and turned to the Moon Rite behind her, the Moon Rite's body trembled as she looked at Tyrande, and then took a step back.

Without having lived through that era, it is difficult for others to understand Eshara's place in the hearts of ancient elves like Tyrande, even after the victory against Azhara, even after 10,000 years, even after she is no longer much weaker than Eshara, when she sees the figure that only appears in nightmares again, after seeing the empress who once shrouded the whole of Azeroth.

To Tyrande's despair, he found that he still had the exact same reaction as he had when he first met Azhara.

Fear... Shiver... Shudder!

Nothing could help her, and in the face of this elf's first true emperor, she was still the little priest who was nothing.

Not even a trace of resistance!

"Alright, that's the end of the cutie business... But, Tyrande, little girl, do you think I should spare you? a sinner who has destroyed my empire and the glory of the whole of Kadore, who has turned me and my followers into the man I am now, who is not a ghost, who has destroyed everything I have with one hand!

Azhara's voice went from weak to strong, from low to high, from trickling to deafening thunder, echoing throughout the underwater barrier, her body swimming forward, not stopping in front of the railing, as if ignoring the railing, and continuing forward, and her body was like a stream of water, the railing could not stop her progress at all, she blended in, unscathed through the railing, and stood in front of the trembling Tyrande.

"Tyrande, the Sacrifice of the Moon, the thief who has stolen my authority!

The lights of the whole hall dimmed and went crazy in the roar of Azhara, and the bewitching face looked like a visitor to hell, like an angry demon, an angry devil, an angry demon, angry everything.

"Hahaha, you're finally in my hands! You say, how am I going to punish you?

The moment before Azhara's claws landed on Tyrande's body, several yells came from behind her.

"Stop!"

"Let her go!"

"Monster, come at me!"

Varian, Magni and Sal shouted loudly, they knew it might not work, but no one would watch their allies be killed, it was their last effort, but... The effort seems to have succeeded.

The lights of the hall returned to their original state at this moment, and Aisara's expression also resumed its previous laughter like a change of face at this moment, she gently reached out and touched Tyrande's face, and when she touched her chin, she strangled her neck fiercely, and the two beautiful faces were very close together, and Aishara's voice sounded in Tyrande's ears,

"It's so boring to kill you like this... I'll wait for you to throw yourself into the net... You know where to find me, I'm waiting for you, my little cutie... If you don't come, I'll go find you!"

Tyrande seemed to be stunned, and a smile tugged at the corners of Aisara's mouth, and she reached out and patted Tyrande on the head, then turned around and sneered at the crowd.

"Stupid male... Hmph, save yourself first!"

With that, the haughty empress left the hall with her tail wagging, and the lights dimmed again, and Varian breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, while Tyrande silently turned his back and stretched out his hand as if to arrange his clothes... Ten minutes later, a small object was thrown in the sand in front of Varian, Magni and Sal, Dai Lin, and others.

Varian picked it up, rubbed it for a moment, and his eyes lit up.

The key to the hope of getting out of trouble... Just, where does this key come from?

In the darkness not far from him, the Moon Priest shrunk his body into a ball, like a helpless child, silently weeping in the darkness.

She lost... No, she never won...