The capital city of Esarine, the Queen's Palace.

This is the highest level of the palace, the private residence of Queen Aishara.

The silver-white walls are lavishly carved with various magic crystals with various patterns and ornaments, and the white veil woven from ice webs and spider silk hangs everywhere.

The Queen's residence has a large terrace from which you can see directly the churning Well of Eternity below, as well as a panoramic view of the glorious capital.

Elegantly half-reclining and half-seated on a soft chaise longue, Aeshara looked out at the Well of Eternity below, where the upper elves, led by Darth Rema* Sunstrider, were building portals day and night.

But at this moment, the beautiful queen fell into endless confusion and entanglement in her heart.

Another god has arrived!

The newly descended mystical deity seemed to be even more powerful, and the whispering temptation of Sargeras on the other side of the portal was forcefully suppressed by the deity named Sarodar.

It seems that the whole world of Azeroth is helping him and supporting him.

The difference is that the Sarodar deity has an extremely tough attitude, commanding her to slow down the portal in a commanding and condescending tone, and ordering her to ask Sargeras for a god-level spell to summon and dominate demons without being noticed.

Azhara is very intelligent and very arrogant, and as the elven queen of the light of the light, the light of a thousand moons, she will not tolerate someone talking to her in a condescending tone.

But she soon regretted it and gave in.

It was endless pain, every second seemed like a lifetime, and the black void energy was like a blade, slashing at her body with a thousand cuts.

The dark deity condensed its eyeballs and watched from the sidelines, sneering low and taunting her.

"Stupid mole ant, who do you think you're talking to? ”

There was darkness in front of Aisara's eyes, and the space around her seemed like an endless void, and what terrified her was the dark golden eyeball, which had been staring at her coldly and tormenting her.

"You want Sargeras to come to your rescue? You're just an ant with a little bit of use... In the eyes of my dark brother, you are a terrible bedbug. ”

The dark titan named Sarodar tortured Azhara's body and destroyed her spirit.

Aisara's heart slowly filled with endless fear and submission, and she didn't even dare to hear the god's name again.

"I promise you! Leave me alone... I beg you ... Be merciful and spare me!"

Aisara's spirit cried out in this dark space, and she couldn't bear the terrible torture of her body and soul being slashed by a thousand knives anymore.

Dark golden eyes suddenly appeared, staring at Azhara who was kneeling in the void and trembling violently for a moment.

At this moment, Azhara was naked, and her devilish figure and beautiful face were simply unique among the Night Elves.

But the Divine Eye had no interest in this, and the scrutinizing gaze directly probed the spirit of Queen Azhara.

"When you have done what I command, you will come to me, Ant ... ABOUT YOUR SAD FUTURE ... ”

God's Eye's words fell, and an unfamiliar memory melted into Azhara's mind like a tidal wave.

The sky is falling apart, Sargeras fails, the portal collapses, and his own palace sinks to the bottom of the sea...

At last... Intense pain spread throughout his body, his body was twisted and distorted by the whispers of the ancient gods, his hair turned into a poisonous snake, his white skin grew scales, and his feet were replaced by a tail like a water snake...

No!!!

Azhara emerged from the sight and fell to her knees in the void again, her eyes wide and she gasped.

Pathetic ants ...

The sad future ...

Ashhara finally heard the disdainful whispers of the gods, and her spirit returned to her body.

The queen sat up from her soft chair abruptly, sweat drenching her soft silver dress.

It seems that a lifetime has passed in the spirit, but in reality it is only a blink of an eye.

The captain of the guard, Varosson, who was guarding the door, slammed the door open and rushed in, looking at Queen Azhara who was panting in a soft chair.

"Your Majesty, what happened? I sense your mental fluctuations... Varosson bowed his head and asked respectfully, burying his deep longing for the queen in the deepest part of his heart.

Aishara waved her hand and looked at Varosson.

"Nothing ... Also, tell Darth Rema to slow down the portal a little bit without being noticed. ”

The captain of the guard took the order, and the Queen's faithful lady-in-waiting, Fasqi, walked in softly with a glass of fine moonshine.

"Your Majesty, please. ”

Azhara took the glass a little awkwardly, her face still unpalatable.

"How long has it been since I took a nap?"

Fasqi's head lowered even deeper, "Back to Her Majesty, it's only less than half an hour." ”

Aishara took a deep breath and forced herself to compose.

The seemingly never-ending torment and the illusion of the future is real ... Or is it a ...

Azhara's eyes suddenly widened as she looked at the wall behind Faski, her eyes filled with fear.

A dark gold eyeball logo was engraved on the white wall, and the gems and patterns on the wall had melted away, forming irregular trickles like the light emitted around the eyeball.

The eyeballs felt Azhara's gaze, and the huge pupils glanced back at the queen, still with a look of disdain and mockery.

"That... There... Azhara took a few steps back, pointing to the Eye on the opposite wall.

Fasqi looked back, and the white walls were still covered with the decorations and patterns she had seen countless times.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you, I'll call the priests!"

"Don't! come back!" Azhara immediately stopped the frantic Fasqi.

But it was too late, and several dark golden energy whips shot out of the god's eyes, instantly trapping Fasqi.

The chief maid also saw the changes on the wall at this moment, and her face was incredulous.

Subsequently, she also collapsed to the ground, and her spirit was swept into the world of the gods.

Achsara, trembling in fear, slowly fell to her knees.

"It's not me, it has nothing to do with me, don't punish me!"

A long whip of divine power whipped Queen Azhara so hard that the latter's entire delicate body flew upside down, knocking down the soft chair on the terrace.

Queen Aishara's fear had broken through the sky at this moment, and she didn't dare to resist or scream, but she returned to the Divine Eye again and knelt down again.

At this time, Fasqi woke up again, and immediately began to tremble violently, and his eyes were extremely desperate and afraid.

"Don't... No... Don't torture me anymore ... Spare your life ... ”

The maid curled up in a ball, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"There will be a next time, and it will be torture for eternity. ”