World of Azeroth, Continent of Kalimdor, City of Sulamah.

Grand Druid Vandal Deer Helmet sat in the corner of the gloomy dungeon, unkempt and with straight eyes.

His body was covered in horrific scars, some of which had scabbed over and torn apart again, and his hands were also locked in shackles engraved with energy runes, making his druid power completely unusable.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then the cell door was slammed open, and two Holy Cult Children of the Night grabbed Vandal and dragged him violently outward.

Yes... It's a great new day.

The Great Druid struggled to open his already puffy eyes, and saw the warm sunshine that had not been seen for a long time, and although the World Tree Teddashir was rainy all year round, there was always a glimmer of warm sunlight that pierced through the clouds and brought light to the creatures on the ground.

As he was dragged through a high-walled corridor, Vandal saw the streets of Sulama City outside, and the atmosphere of the city in the sky was completely different from before.

The Eye of Truth banner hung all over the city with a dark gold on a black background, and in the distance a huge statue of the Titan stood clearly visible from every corner of Sulamar City.

A cult of personality is spreading in a frenzied atmosphere, mixed with a strong sense of aggressiveness.

Night Elves ... Is it really going to become an empire?

Vandal felt the ubiquitous frenzy, and looked at the eyeball emblem on the armor worn by the Children of the Night soldier who was dragging him forward.

The Grand Druid was then ushered into Interrogation Room 1 in the middle of the Prison Square, one of the most terrifying rooms in the entire Suramar prison.

In this small room, which is only a few square meters, there is nothing but a table and two chairs.

From the beginning of the Great Purge to the present, as long as they are arrested in this No. 1 room for examination and interrogation, nine times out of ten they have already been executed.

And those little people who have only suffered a little bit of flesh and skin, or who only need to be tortured a few times, are not qualified to enter this room at all.

Vandal was roughly pressed into his chair, and the Inquisitor of the Children of the Night, sitting across the table, looked at him expressionlessly.

The executioner's name was Aururel, and before joining the Holy Cult, she was an upper-class elven swordsman and a member of the personal guard that was prized by the archmage Elisand.

Subsequently, with her fervent loyalty to the Titan gods and her skillful and cruel methods, she joined the Sacred Order of Truth, and quickly rose to the top of the ranks, and with the support of her old boss Elisander, she eventually became the Grand Inquisitor of the Holy Army.

During this purge, Oruriel's immediate subordinates captured at least a few hundred of her elven compatriots, and countless more died under her interrogation orders, so she is also known as the executioner's cruel trial.

"Vandal Deerhelm, how many times have we sat here facing each other like this?"

As he spoke, Orurel put down the document in his hand and exhaled deeply, "Your disrespect to the Titan Divine Lord has been severely punished many times so far, and I believe you have known about the affairs of the Night Empire for a long time, and it is estimated that after the triumphant return of the Divine Venerable from another world, this matter will be put on the agenda." ”

With that, Oluriel stared at Vandal, who had become blinded by his long torment.

"So, new empire, new ideas, smart people have to pave the way for the future for themselves early, and you... Vandal Deer Helmet, as the former second-in-command of the Druid, the Lord of God has been merciful to you and has forgiven you many times, but if you are so unrepentant, let alone whether you can go out and continue to lead the Druid, even your son, your relatives, will be seriously implicated. ”

Hearing his son, Vandal jerked his head up, stood up and tried to lunge at Olureel, but the two Nightchild soldiers behind him immediately held him down, followed by a violent beating and torture.

"My son has nothing to do with this, you damned Night Children monsters! You High Elves and Night Children, don't want to use magic to rule and enslave the Night Elves again!"

When Orurel heard this, he immediately put on a look of pity and slowly shook his head.

"Tut-tut, what a strong-willed warrior, but it doesn't matter. As she spoke, she clapped her hands, "Come, arrest Vandal's son in the name of blasphemy, throw him into the depths of the Magic Corridor, and feed it to the Arcane Spider Mother Naltila as an after-dinner snack." ”

"No, no, no, no, you demons! executioners! you want to enslave ... Ahh

"You have five minutes to think about it. Orurel said lightly.

At this time, there seemed to be some kind of large-scale march going on in the city of Sulama outside, and wave after wave of shouts spread throughout the prison.

Along with it, there is the sound of the incomparably crisp choral chants,

Vandal listened blankly to the frenzied shouts of the outside world, and the whispers of the Elder God in his heart had not been heard since he was imprisoned in Sulama Prison.

Seeing this, Oruruel immediately waved his hand to stop the Holy Army soldiers who were about to arrest Vandal's son.

"Listen closely, most of the procession outside is made up of Night Elves. Oruruel began to mend the knife hard, watching Vandal look closely.

"The gods are merciful, and the gods also value your abilities very much, don't live up to the trust of the gods, if you know that you can change your mistakes, then as the second-in-command of the druid group, I think His Majesty the God Emperor will definitely give you more powerful power, and your son will also get the best mentor in the empire, not for yourself, for your son, do you want him to become a sinner too?"

Vandal, who had held out the longest, finally collapsed.

A few days later, Vandal Deerhelm, who had been imprisoned for a long time, was released in public, and he immediately took the initiative to express the Druid's strong support for the High Titan Sarodar to become the Night Elves of the Night and establish the Night Empire.

At this point, the three elven forces of the Moon Temple, the border guards and the druids have all agreed to the imperial system, and there is no obstacle to the future.

The rest is endless momentum and propaganda.

"Lord Elisander, the Holy Cult Army has lived up to expectations, all unrest has now been cleared, and when His Majesty the God Emperor returns in triumph, you will be ready to implement your next plan. ”

On the top floor of the Central Mage Tower in Sulama, Oluriel said respectfully to Elisunde, who was still sitting on the terrace of Boss Hu's private room.

Elisandre nodded slightly and looked at Oruriel.

"However, the Holy Cult Army still can't relax, you still have a task to increase the purge of the entire alliance, I want the Titan God Venerable to come back and see an alliance that fully supports him. ”

"As you wish, Archmagus. "Oruriel's head lowers even deeper.

Although he is now in a high position, and the Holy Cult Army and the Council of Truth do not belong to the same unit, the fear and respect for Elisandr is difficult to erase.

Orurel is very aware of the character of this archmage, and whoever provokes her is expected to appear in the deepest part of the magic corridor the next day, and will be used as a teething toy by the Arcane spider mother.

This high-level elf is much more powerful than her predecessor, Darth Rema.