Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

In the center of Zuldazar, Dazar'alor, the capital of the Zandalari trolls, the troll general who led the attack on the night elves before was half-kneeling in the hall, and God King Yakin and Prophet Zulandz were listening to his report.

yes.

Yajin and Zulanzi exchanged glances, God King Yajin approvingly said to the troll general, Thank you, General Sazan, please go down and rest first.

Yes! Zandalari live forever!

After there were only two people left in the hall, Zu Lanzi touched the gold decoration on the fangs and asked first, God King, what do you think?

Yajin tapped the throne's hand with his finger, thought for a while before answering, According to Sazaan's report, the night elves' envoys have good combat effectiveness, and Sazaan couldn't even force the other party's commander to take action himself. .”

If the number of demons sent by the Burning Legion to rob and kill is not large, it should be difficult for them to take down this heavily armed envoy.

Zulanz nodded in agreement and said, I think so too. According to the report from the scouts lurking in the territory of the Night Empire, the main force of the night elves' rebel army is confronting the demon army on the outskirts of Zin-Aisaly.

Under pressure on this scale, it should be difficult for both sides to get enough troops to send elsewhere.

The demon named Varimathras probably came to the door to persuade us to join the siege of the night elf envoy precisely because of the lack of troops.

Is it evenly matched for the time being...

God King Yajin weighed it up, looked up to Zulanz and said, Prophet, I suggest to continue to send people to track the night elves' envoys.

This is our home. The Zandalari trolls know everything about Zuldazar like the back of their hands. The scouts should be able to monitor them all the way without the night elves noticing.

According to the results of previous discussions, even if we don't directly participate, we should try our best to watch the night elf envoys enter the territory of Pandaria.

After all, Prophet Zulanz was getting old, no better than Yajin, the king of gods who was in the prime of life. He had been busy all day, and he was already feeling very tired at this time.

Nodding with half-closed eyes, Zulanzi agreed in a trance, Let's do it this way, depending on the situation, maybe we still need to provide some help to the night elves without any trace... I feel a little complicated.

Yakin was a little worried about Zulanzi's health, and he comforted him, There is no way to do this. Expelling the demons is related to the interests of the whole family and even the entire Kalimdor. The hatred between the night elves should be put aside first. Just let it go.

Prophet, you go to rest for a while, I will send someone to inform you immediately if there is an update.

Thank you for your concern, then I will trouble you, God King.

...

As the two leaders of Zandalari said, the main force of the rebel army led by Jarod and the Burning Legion are facing each other not far from the city of Zin-Azshari.

Both sides maintained restraint for the time being, and only some small-scale tentative battles took place.

After Andrea set off from the Pioneer Camp, it took ten days to detour, flying until the edge of Nazmir, the northern territory of Zandalar, before turning north.

Although it took a lot of effort, it did allow him to bypass the main defense line of the Burning Legion on the east of Zin-Azshari.

Compared with the main battlefield in the east, although there are troops guarding the south and west gates of Xin-Azshali, most of them are moon guards arranged by the upper elves themselves, and basically no demons can be seen.

Most of these moon guards were concentrated near the city gates, and when Andrea flew to the edge of Zin-Azalie's city, he was not stopped in any way.

Then here comes the problem.

Standing on a branch of a towering ancient tree not far from the south gate, Andrea, who maintained the form of a golden eagle, looked at the sky above the city with sharp eagle eyes, and the seemingly invisible lavender barrier enveloped the whole city. Inside.

How can I get into the city without the knowledge of Xin Aisaly's defensive barrier?

The Dark Night Empire, whose arcane civilization is highly developed, did not adopt a very primitive method of pointing people into the city. The Highborne, headed by Xavius, relied on the endless energy of the Well of Eternity to arrange a large-scale magic barrier around the city. .

All creatures entering and leaving the city will be scanned by the barrier. Once someone who is not qualified to enter the city enters the edge of the barrier, the early warning system will immediately issue an alarm.

Moreover, the detection range of this magic system is not limited to people, which minimizes the possibility of Druids turning into animals and sneaking into the city.

Andrea squatted on the treetops and observed for a long time, because of the chaotic situation in recent years, few people are willing to enter and leave the city.

Some of the rare merchants also looked in a hurry when they entered and left the city. When they entered the range of the enchantment, a faint white light would flash across their bodies.

‘Like an ID system? What a hassle. '

Just as Andrea was racking his brains to think of a way to enter the city, unexpected commotion suddenly appeared at the deserted city gate.

A blindfolded night elf man with a naked upper body and a large number of fel magic lines printed on his body angrily questioned the moon guards guarding the city.

'Oh? '

Andrea looked at the irritable blind man in surprise. With this unique appearance, if he guessed correctly, this man should be the younger brother of Archdruid Malfurion, Illidan Stormrage.

Get out of the way!

Illidan angrily tried to shake off the moon guard hanging on him, Driesen! Don't you know me? I'm Illidan Stormrage!

The general of the Moon Guard guarding the city sneered and said, Of course I know him, a member of the famous Stormrage family, the younger brother of Archdruid Malfurion.

What? Do you still want to sneak into the city to help the rebels gather intelligence?

The veins on Illidan's forehead popped out, and his gnarled muscles tensed. He glared at Driesen and shouted, Don't compare me with Malfurion! I have no interest in pediatric druid teachings. Look at me with your dog eyes!

Crack!

Illidan slapped his strong chest hard, and the green fel magic lines filled his whole body.

I have received the gift of Lord Sargeras, and I am also your companion now, let me go immediately!

Driessen said eccentrically, That can't be done. The palace has issued an order. Considering your relationship with Tyrande Whisperwind, Illidan Stormrage is forbidden to enter the city and cause trouble. Please forgive me for not being able to obey.

you!

Illidan, who is hot-tempered and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, is willing to patiently explain to this little person in his eyes that he has already taken into account the attitude of Queen Azshara and the Burning Legion.

But Illidan is Illidan after all, and in his heart, Tyrande's safety is more important than anything else.

Seeing that the negotiation was fruitless, the fel magic lines on the demon hunter's body began to flash with dazzling light.

Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine!

Illidan's whole body burned with fel flames, and the moon guards hanging on him were ignited amidst the screams. Illidan, who was freed, took the opportunity to pull out two scimitars shaped like moon blades on his back, and the power of fel energy dyed the blades It was miserable green.

The eyes under the black cloth also lit up a clear green light, and Illidan suppressed his anger and warned in a low voice, If Queen Azshara asks, I will explain it to her personally, and now I will say it one last time, get out of the way. !

Don't think about it!

Driesen's face was a bit ugly. He stepped back into the protection of the moon guards, raised his hand and ordered loudly, Prepare to attack! Illidan wants to defy Her Majesty's order, take him and send him to the palace, regardless of life or death!

Illidan's patience finally ran out. He grinned and revealed his snow-white teeth, and said in a low, ferocious tone, You... you are looking for your own death!