The entire Kalimdor continent was silent at this time, there was no wind, and of course there was no rain, and the silent air was filled with the silence of death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Our beloved father, great elder, and lost guide, the demigod Cenarius, is dead!" When Malfurion arrived at the Dark Elf Council with the corpse of Cenarius, all the Dark Elves were stupid, they never dared to believe that the demigod Cenarius, the most powerful being in their minds, would die one day.

"No!" All the Night Elves let out a wail, they simply couldn't accept the news of Cenarius' death, it was simply not acceptable to them.

"It was the orcs who killed Cenarius!" Malfurion waved his hand to silence everyone, and roared angrily, "It was the damned Warsong Tribe's chieftain Grom Hellroar who killed the demigod Cenarius!" We must take revenge! ”。

"Revenge! Revenge! ”。

The mood of the night elves at this time is not only anger, but only the anger of revenge, for them, from this moment on, the night elves and the orc clan have an indelible hatred, life and death feud.

"We must take revenge, take revenge on the damned orcs, and make them pay! Despite the Scourge Legion, we still have to take out those orcs! Malfurion roared madly, as a disciple of Cenarius, no one was more angry than Malfurion, so Malfurion just wanted to take out Grom Hellroar and kill those damn Burning Legions.

"Revenge! Get you back! "With the death of Cenarius, the Night Elves, inspired by hatred, seem to have erupted with more powerful power, and their hearts, which had been dormant for tens of thousands of years, began to recover.

"Oh my God! How is this possible! Tyrande, who was riding a tall white tiger and had arrived in front of the Lordaeron Palace, suddenly felt a palpitation, and in the next second, the breath of Cenarius's death was conveyed by Malfurion.

"I can't believe it's true, but in fact, Cenarius, our teacher, the elder, was indeed killed by the hateful orcs, and I witnessed it with my own eyes!" Malfurion's language was choked.

Tyrande knew that Malfurion was not a joker and could not joke about Cenarius's life and death, so, as ridiculous as it sounded, Cenarius was indeed dead.

"Orcs? How could these savage orcs kill Cenarius! "Tyrande couldn't believe that the great demigod Cenarius would be killed by the orcs.

"It's the orcs, and the Dreadlord of the Burning Legion, who together killed Cenarius!" Malfurion couldn't let go of the scene, Malfurion clearly felt the breath of Manolos on the roaring body of Grom Hell, and he was sure that the death of Cenarius must have been involved in the Burning Legion.

"I know, I will try my best to enlist the help of humans, and now, you need to resist the attack of the Scourge and take revenge on the orcs!" Tyrande's tone was calm, but underneath the calm tone was a choppy mood.

"I see!" Malfurion said firmly, he also knew very well that now that Cenarius was dead, all he could do was defeat the Scourge Legion, defeat the Orcs, and kill Grom Hellroar.

"Tyrande, the Priestess of the Moon of the Night Elves, asks to see Tynaris, King of Lordaeron!" After all, it is what is requested, and Tyrande is very polite in front of the Lordaeron Palace.

Tyrande's title is the Priestess of the Moon, and similarly, this is Tyrande's position in the Night Elves, and his position is the Priestess of the Moon, who is responsible for some of the outposts of the Night Elves.

"Night Elves?" The guards guarding the palace were obviously not aware of the Night Elves Clan, but they felt that although the woman in front of them was very beautiful and riding a fierce white tiger, her skin was too dark.

"Yes! Night Elves! Tyrande Whisper introduced himself, "Just tell your king that Tyrande Whisper, the Moon Priestess of the Night Elf Clan on the Hyjal Mountains of Kalimdor, would like to ask to see you." ”。

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I have no idea what race you are talking about, and as you can see, I am only a small guard, and I have no right to inform His Majesty!" The words of the palace guards are called neither humble nor arrogant.

But listening to the little soldier's words, Tyrande is not so comfortable, you know, tens of thousands of years ago, the Night Elves were the undisputed overlords of the world, and even the Night Elves had the experience of defeating the Burning Legion, but after tens of thousands of years of silence, Tyrande sadly found that most of the people in this world no longer knew what the Night Elves were.

"Soldier, take back your words, the great Night Elves are not something you can despise!" However, although she knew in her heart that it was because the night elves' long-term seclusion had made the world forget about them, she just couldn't accept that the night elves were ignored.

"Alert!" Although the strength of the palace guards is not very good, but the arrogance of this human race is still there, feeling the threat of Tyrande, without saying a word, he directly pulled out the sword on his waist and shouted on guard.

"Human! Don't you dare! Tyrande was already angry because he was being despised, and when he saw that an ordinary soldier on the other side dared to ignore him like this, a powerful momentum suddenly erupted under the atmosphere!

The human guards who bore the brunt of "Puff ......" were at best a little stronger than ordinary people, how could they be wrath of a demigod, and at that time a mouthful of blood spurted out violently.

"Enemy attack!" The flying guards, who were impacted by the surging magic power, fell to the ground and shouted with a faint moan.

"Humph!" Tyrande snorted angrily when he saw the guards behaving like this, but there was a trace of regret in his heart, after all, he was asking for human beings now, and it was difficult to find allies with such arrogance. Especially the current Night Elf Clan is not the Night Elf Clan of 10,000 years ago, and it is no longer the Night Elf Clan that was once powerful and could fight the Burning Legion alone.

And the human race after 10,000 years is a veritable world overlord, whether it is the invading orcs, or the night elves who also live on another continent in this world, they are actually not as powerful as the current humans. And Lordaeron happens to be the strongest human kingdom in the world at present, and there is no one!

"Lady Tyrande, I think you need to apologize for your rudeness!".

Tyrande made such a big move, naturally he couldn't hide Arthas and Lianyang, who were discussing strategy with Tenaris in the palace, but as soon as he walked out of the palace gate, Arthas looked at the guards who vomited blood and fell to the ground, and his face turned cold.

"This human dares to despise my Night Elf Clan! That's what he deserves! "But the elves are equally proud no matter what world they are in, and the World of Warcraft is no different. Said with a tough attitude towards Arthas.

"He despises you Night Elves?" Arthas's brow furrowed, and he said, "As far as I know, no one in my Lordaeron guard has the audacity to defy a race!" "Arthas is not stupid, the guards are the lowest level of society, if you want to say that there is a certain amount of racial discrimination, it is very likely, after all, this kind of thing can happen everywhere.

But what are you kidding if you want a guard to despise a race? It was the existence at the bottom of society, and he didn't have the courage to despise a race.

"Your Highness, I don't know anything about the Night Elves!" The guard, who vomited blood and fell to the ground, struggled to stand up and said intermittently, "She said...... She's a Night Elf...... Clan's! But I ...... Not at all...... Know...... What are Night Elves...... Ahem...... And I'm ...... too Truly...... No permissions...... Report to Your Majesty! ”。

The guard's words were intermittent, but the specific situation, Lian Yang and Arthas understood, the faces of the two of them were not very good-looking, I didn't expect the Night Elf Clan to be so miserable by the calculations of the two people, and they dared to be so arrogant.

Lian Yang suppressed Arthas, who was about to speak, and immediately spoke: "I don't know where Lady Tyrande's hometown is?" ”。

"My hometown?" Although Tyrande was very puzzled about what Lian Yang was going to say, he still replied, "Naturally, it is Mount Hyjal in the Kalimdor Continent!" It's home to the Night Elves, you should know. ”。

"Of course I know!" Lian Yang nodded, and then asked with a natural expression: "Then I don't know, you Night Elf Race, how many Terrans under the age of a hundred will know that there is such a race as humans in the world, and there is the continent of Lordaeron!" ”。

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tyrande's expression was annoyed: "None of the clansmen under the age of a hundred have reached adulthood, and some of them have not even gone out of their own tribe, how can they know that there are still humans in Lordaeron!" Tyrande's tone was very firm, and he said as if you didn't understand anything.

"Guards! How old are you! ”。

"Report! ２６！ ”。

Lian Yang no longer talked about Tyrande, but pretended to overdo it, looked at the guards beside him, and asked lightly, and the guard's answer did make Tyrande choke his throat all of a sudden.

"Alright, you can go and rest, by the way, you will be the captain of the guard from now on!" Arthas waved his hand at the soldier, turned his head, looked at Tyrande with an embarrassed face, and said lightly: "No matter what you want to say today, I don't think the current atmosphere is suitable for us to talk!" ”。

Arthas's expression is not good, of course, the mood is not good, the Night Elves in front of him are too ignorant of current affairs, you know, the form in front of the Night Elves, Arthas and Lian Yanghe have contributed to the trouble. It's because he knows the form in front of the Night Elves, so Arthas is even more unhappy with the arrogance of the Night Elves, you are about to be wiped out by others, what do you have to be arrogant.

"Soldier, wait a minute!" Tyrande's face changed suddenly, and her heart turned a thousand times in an instant, but she still gritted her teeth, looked at the guard who turned her head, bowed deeply, and said, "I'm sorry, dutiful guard, I was wrong!" I'm sorry it hurt you! ”。

Tyrande is now very clear about the situation of the Night Elf Clan, and the Night Elf Clan, which was besieged by the Scourge Legion and the Orcs, did not give Tyrande any capital to be proud of, even if Tyrande was a demigod-level powerhouse at the top of Azeroth, after all, if Tyrande didn't want to be a lonely ghost, she could only choose to bow her head.

"Uh...... It's okay, it's okay! Your Highness, I'm sorry, but I'm still a little less knowledgeable! "The guards are also shrewd people, no matter what the situation, the guards know one thing, the black-skinned woman in front of them is an extremely powerful and powerful person. This kind of strong man is an existence that he must not offend.

But in the same way, the guard also knew that the black-skinned woman in front of him was a foreigner, and he must not grovel in front of his own prince and lose the face of his country, so the guard was very witty and said to Tyrande that it was okay, but told Arthas that he was short-sighted.

"Excellent! Have time to study a lot! Go and heal! Arthas waved his hand, very pleased with the way the soldier had been handled.

"Alright, since Lady Tyrande has come all the way here, you can come to my Duke's Palace for the time being!" Lian Yang gave Tyrande a step down at the right time, after all, he and Arthas had been planning for a long time, and it was impossible to really let the Night Elves wipe it out. And with Illidan caught in the middle, he can't really keep Tyrande alive.

"Good! Then thank you Duke Magic Sword for your hospitality! Tyrande also knew that the current atmosphere was too awkward, and it was really not suitable to talk about reinforcements, and Alsace, who was emotional, was not a qualified negotiator right now.

Although the news of the Night Elves is very closed, the Night Elves still know about Lianyang's name, knowing that he is a peerless powerhouse who has suddenly risen from the human race, and he is a sworn friend of Arthas, the prince of Lordaeron.

Now that Lian Yang has chosen to take him in, it is natural that there is still a way out for negotiations, so naturally Tyrande's emotions will not be so resistant.

Arthas didn't say anything about Lian Yang's approach, his expression was still very cold, and he said lightly: "Lian Yang, I still have some things to talk to my father!" After speaking, he didn't say where Lian Yang went, turned around and returned to the palace. The head does not live.

"Let's go, Lady Tyrande!" Lian Yang looked at the back of Arthas leaving, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "The character of His Highness Arthas is actually not like this. ”。

"It's okay, it's me who is too willful!" Tyrande shook his head helplessly, now that he is under the eaves, he has to bow his head, and Tyrande can only keep a low profile.