In the Temple of the Moon on Mount Hyjal, Lady Tyrande, the Dark Moon God of War, walked through the deserted temple and preached, she had just finished training several of her disciples and was preparing to go to the prayer room to complete her daily prayers.

When the Night Elves lost their immortality due to the attack on Mount Hyjal, the moon god Elune sent an oracle, which directly changed the civilization ecology and belief system of the Night Elves. Under the single-handed promotion of Tyrande, today's belief in the god of the moon has changed from a simple belief to a substantive belief in maintaining the ecology and order of the world.

Every day, devotees of the moon god leave Mount Hyjal and travel the world. These elves no longer closed themselves off, and they began to integrate into the various organizations throughout the world of Azeroth. Help clean up crime, hunt down cultists, purge the remnants of the Void Force from the world, hope for a better place, and put it into action.

This change in belief has also made the Night Elf civilization full of long-lost vitality little by little. With the support of the Temple of the Moon, the Council of Cenarion, which was in decline in the Druidic faith, began to ecologically transform the Bleak Lands and the Barren Shores of Azhara, with the support of the Druids of the Blightburner.

Of course, the War of Doom also had a terrifying effect on the Night Elf population. However, according to the statistics of the Moon Temple in recent months, the number of newborns is increasing every month, which means that the second wave of baby booms is also about to appear, and it is estimated that in the next 70-100 years, the population of the Night Elves will be able to recover to the level of the Elven Empire 10,000 years ago.

Lady Tyrande walked into the prayer room with ease, kneeling in front of the statue of the moon god in the standard posture of a luna priest. A slightly hoarse prayer sounded in the prayer room.

Although Elune did not need such sincere prayers and chanting, for Tyrande, the habits that had been cultivated for more than 10,000 years were not so easy to change.

It is worth mentioning that after Elune came to maturity and fought the Dark Titan among the stars to save the world in danger, the spread of the Luna faith also increased several times in a very short period of time. It was a joy to see that the gods they believed in were revered by foreigners, and many high-ranking priests felt solace in their hearts.

And since Elune already has a physical body, the previous Luna sculpture is not very suitable.

In the process of restoring Mount Hyjal, the Temple of the Moon also created a new statue of Elune, a female titan with wings on her back, dressed in sleek armor, holding a moonlight blade and a shield of protection, and her long hair flowing behind her back like a full moon.

This new sculpture was unanimously approved by all the Luna believers, including Tyrande, and even in the Human Empire and the Federation, there were some vendors who made the Luna sculpture out of metal, which they called the "Goddess of Fate". Sold alongside the War Bodies of the Darkblade Legion that appeared in the Last War.

The metal toys are realistic and delicately shaped, and the high-end toys handmade by the engineers of the Darkblade Foundation can also be moved, using clockwork or more expensive magic stones as energy, like small alchemy dolls, and on the matching metal platform, they can also simulate the scene of the Doomsday War or the Metal Man War. It is said that this set of collectible toys was very popular with children as soon as it was launched, and even some adults would collect some dolls and use them to play with in their spare time.

But it is said that some black-hearted traders have made some less "serious" dolls to sell privately, which is of course a blasphemy against the moon god Elune! So in the past month, under the protests of the Temple of the Moon, the business associations of the Federation and the Empire have begun to crack down on such vendors who sell and sell pornographic dolls.

The gentle moonlight spread over Lady Tyrande's body, making the lady who closed her eyes and praying look amazingly beautiful, and the moonlight scattered and gave Tyrande a layer of independence and independence.

She is Elune's family, the chosen one of the moon gods, and a creature blessed by Elune's grace.

Ten minutes later, Tyrande's prayer was completed. She opened her eyes and looked at the moon statue in front of her, and after a moment of contemplation, Tyrande stood up, and it was then that she realized something in the prayer room that was slightly different from before.

In the past few months after the end of the Doomsday War, Illidan would quietly stand at the entrance of the prayer room during Tyrande's daily prayers, guarding Tyrande like a sculpture, but today... No.

Illidan did not appear.

The relationship between these two is very complicated, they are friends, childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and they almost became lovers. Unfortunately, Tyrande ended up choosing Illidan's brother.

But Malfurion had died at the hands of the Dead Monarch, and he had left Mount Hyjal. In this case, the complicated relationship between Tyrande and Illidan becomes a little odd, and the two always subconsciously avoid being alone, and even feel awkward when they meet.

After 10,000 years of changes, both Tyrande and Illidan have experienced too many things, they are no longer the simple young people they used to be, and they have carried too many heavy things.

Tyrande did not refuse Illidan's silent protection, but between the two, it was impossible to get any closer. It was a blasphemy against their past experiences and against Malfurion, who had died for both of them.

Tyrande walked out of the prayer room, where a demon hunter was waiting in the Temple of the Moon.

The High Priestess of the Moon knew the Demon Hunter, his name was Oritus, and he was Illidan's most trusted subordinate. At this moment, the martyr stood under the large sculpture of the Temple of the Moon, as if waiting for Lady Tyrande, and after the Luna Sacrifice approached, Orturis silently took out a letter and two crystals containing the streamer liquid, handed them to Tyrande, and then without hesitation, turned away.

Tyrande looked at the water bottle in her hand, she didn't need to open it, she knew what was in it.

10,000 years ago, when the three of them ventured to destroy the Well of Eternity, Illidan secretly hid several bottles of the essence of the Well of Eternity, and used one of the bottles of water to make a miniature Well of Eternity, which was also the place where the World Tree Nodashir took root, and it was precisely because of the small Well of Eternity made by Illidan that the Night Elves were able to gain eternal life.

This thing is worth a fortune.

Tyrande knew that both the High Elves who inhabited Firas and the Elves of the Children of the Night, who were now in hiding, were willing to pay whatever it took to get the water of the Eternal Well in her hands. But Tyrande didn't know why Illidan would leave such a precious thing to her?

She silently put away the water bottle in her hand, then sat down under the statue of the moon god, and by the light of the moon, she opened the letter.

The Salas script on the letterhead was beautiful, with a kind of upper-elf handwriting, and Tyrande knew that it was Illidan's. Few people know that the madman-like demon hunter is actually a master of calligraphy of the Night Elves.

As few people know, underneath Illidan's seemingly cold exterior lies a sensitive and burning heart.

"Tyrande:"

"Please forgive me for not daring to say goodbye to you in person, I am worried that seeing you again will make me lose the courage to leave."

"By the time you read this, I have already set out on my way to the Battlefield of the Stars, this time not to hunt down demons, but to join a warrior on an expedition that could last 10,000 years. Tyrion sent me an invitation, I was going to tell you, but then I thought... And why do you want to add to your troubles? ”

"I used to think that my feelings for you would never change, but to this day, I still remember the times we used to, you, me, and my brother, the times the three of us spent together... But on the battlefield of the Battle of Doom, the moment I died, I suddenly realized that it was impossible for us to go back to the past. ”

"I'm just chasing in vain the phantom that belongs to you in me."

"I'm tired. Tyrande, it's time for this chase to end. It should have ended long on the day you married my brother, so please forgive me for the thirst I have had for you for so long, and the trouble my stubbornness has caused you. ”

"During these months, in the time since the end of the war, I have felt at a loss, and I have not been able to calm myself down during this period of time in Hyjal. I realized. The most terrifying thing for me is not that I realize that the war of emotions in my heart will never end, but that I have decided to leave, but I still wish I was still there..."

"The war for Azeroth is over, but the war for Illidan continues. I answered the call of my heart... Please forgive me for not saying goodbye. ”

"In addition, I met my brother, he has become a heroic spirit, free from the sad fate of the undead, and he is silently guarding you, which is enough to reassure me that I can bravely step into my destiny."

"The water of eternity in your hand should be the only treasure left in Azeroth, and I will leave it to you. I've heard that the High Elves are trying to rebuild the Sunwell of Quel'Thalas, and the Night Children Elves have chosen Kael'thas to form an alliance, and this is an opportunity, Tyrande... The Elven Empire will never be able to reappear, but it is still an opportunity to unite all the Elves together. ”

"The future of Azeroth is destined to move forward in peace, and the competition between civilizational forces will be more intense, and we can only keep up with other civilizations if we stand with other elves."

"You will be a qualified leader, and you have proven yourself in the last ten thousand years. Bravely obey the call of the times, Tyrande, and I will pray for you among the stars on the other side..."

"Goodbye, my lady."

Tyrande, who sat under the statue of the moon god, read Illidan's letter, and she could feel the reluctance in the letter, and the pain of not being able to ask for it, and finally swinging her sword to cut the thread.

Tyrande sat there in a daze, her thoughts confused.

Obviously, it should be a relief for her that Illidan chose to leave, but she didn't have that sense of ease, and instead of it, it was a heavier burden.

She wouldn't want to hurt Illidan if she could, but fate was so impermanent.

The Moon Priestess closed her eyes, and in the drifting moonlight, she folded the letter in her hand and put it in the pocket of her dress, she stood up and looked back at the statue of the Moon God behind her, and in the moonlight, Elune's eyes under the helmet seemed to be watching her.

"Ugh..."

Tyrande let out a sigh.

She folded her hands to her chest, closed her eyes, and began to pray again in the lingering moonlight. But this time, it's not just singing the praises of the moon god, but praying for a friend who has left her life and embarked on a new life.

Hopefully, under that other starry sky, he can find his life's home...

May him be safe all the way.

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The Battlefield of the Stars, the node where the stars intersect with the void, is located in the center of the stars, the closest place to the Big Bang singularity at the beginning of the stars, and the latest region in the sea of stars.

The Dark Titan Sargeras, and his most powerful demonic legions are stationed here. For tens of thousands of years, they fended off the invasion of the Void here, almost never taking a step back.

There are almost no intact stars in this oldest galaxy, and most of the planets were destroyed in the war between the present world and the Void. Part of it is because they have existed for too long, and the planets have lost their vitality, becoming cold and fragile in the washing of endless worlds, and finally turning into the dregs of the galaxy.

There aren't even stars here ...

There was no light source, no temperature, only a fire burning on the battlefield that was more blazing than the stars. It was the heat emanating from the Dark Titan Sargeras, the most powerful creature of the stars that single-handedly illuminated the battlefield of the oldest sea of stars.

The most powerful demons born from the deepest part of the twisted void, advocating the power of the Dark Titan Sargeras, they follow behind the Dark Titan, in this void battle realm, wantonly enjoy the fun of fighting, those demons who survive the fierce battles again and again, will be generously given new power by Sargeras, maybe in the outside world, the big demon is already the top of the Burning Legion, but here...

There are so many demon slaying generals who are more powerful than the Great Demons!

Sargeras single-handedly suppressed the most volcanic battlefield of the stars, like suppressing a volcano that could erupt at any moment. As long as he is still there, the void on the other side of the world will not want to step into this world.

"Huh"

A ray of light shone in a specific evil portal, and Illidan with a red strip of blindfold and a fist of calamity in both hands. Fury Wind, stepping alone into this legendary battlefield. He "looked" left and right, and to his surprise, there were not too many demons gathered in the place where he appeared, but a group of cold necromancers were busy around.

The Grimblade Heroes, dressed in metal skeletons, are building a massive fortress on a dead planet fragment under the leadership of the Death Lord. Illidan even felt the real ripples of the flow of time in it.

"Hey! Illidan, you're a little late! ”

Deathlord Glokush turned his head to see Illidan coming out of the portal, he stretched out his hand, calling the demon hunter, he said:

"But you're here at the right time!" The 'Dueling Table' has just been built, and the Dark Titan and the High Lord have reached an agreement, and any soldier who wants to join the 'Burning Crusade' against the Void must first prove themselves on this 'Dueling Table'! ”

Although there was no expression on the metal cheeks of Glokush, who liked gladiatorial matches, Illidan could feel the eyebrows fluttering in the words of the Death Lord, and the Demon Hunter snorted, and he said coldly:

"Then don't waste time, where is my opponent?"

"Don't worry."

Glokush smiled, leading the way in front of Illidan, and introduced:

"Not only 1V1, but also 3V3, 5V5 and 10V10, a total of five modes, you can choose." Lord Nozdorm, the Lord of Time, has blessed this hub with time magic, so our opponents are all warriors from all worlds and all streams of time, they have responded to the call of the Great Lord, and each of them is the most powerful warrior under the stars! ”

"Oh, yes! The Great Lord has given this 'dueling platform' a very good name..."

"We call it..."

"Space-Time Hub!"