Chapter 284 283 [Crying Thalyssra, the Abandoned Nightborne
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"Yes, we all need like-minded 'friends'." Thalyssra sighed after hearing this, as if remembering something that was worrying her, she looked at Illidan, no longer asking about Naga, but instead asked
road:
"Why did you become like this? Weren't you imprisoned by your brother?"
"It was the prophet who released me, and I absorbed the evil energy of a powerful demon." Illidan replied.
Tasali shook his head helplessly and said:
"This is your style, always so reckless and reckless."
While the two were talking, all of Illidan's followers went to a distant place and stood guard on the outside.
The two of them were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, reminiscing about old times.
People always get along with those who get along with them. For Illidan, who was still young 10,000 years ago, he liked arcane magic more than the way of druidry. His brother Malfurion always made him feel dull.
Old-fashioned.
When his path gradually became clear, a voice in his heart kept telling Illidan that it's time for you to fly far away. Finally, Illidan finally made up his mind and left his brother, Tyrande, who he loved so much, and the three of them.
The common teacher Cenarius went to a distant place to find his future.
It was also at that time that he met Angmar Morningstar, the prophet who was at the height of his power in the Night Elf Empire - the one who was introduced as a guest by the Queen and a frequent guest in the gossips of the upper elf nobles.
He has all kinds of weird identities. For the noble ladies of the upper elf, he is the best lover in their hearts. Like the nobles of all races in the world, the night elves live in the upper class.
Society is also rotten. Having an affair is normal. Everyone has a lover and a confidant.
To civilians, he is the right-hand man of the almighty Queen.
For the mage organization in the city of Narthalas, the prophet is an elusive god. Even the long-famous Prince Farodis (translated as prince in the game) highly respects him.
Mysterious and powerful, this was Illidan's only perception of him. He didn't change at all until he became his apprentice.
There are many famous mages in the Night Elf Empire, ranging from Prince Faroldis to Elisande, the Grand Mage of Suramar City, to Thalyssra, who was an ordinary arcanist at that time, to Illidan.
Miaozi, a mage with outstanding talents who was born in the common class, all learned several spells from the prophet.
None of the students taught by the prophet later became beneficial to the people, beneficial to the world, and superior beings. However, some who had been famous for a long time, such as Harveys, could not learn any knowledge from him.
Later, when the Burning Legion invaded, Harvey's evil became apparent. People only knew that the prophet had a unique eye and could see in advance the deepest good and evil hidden in a person's heart.
Illidan's old friend Thalyssra, the arrogant Valtroy, and apprentices from all corners of the empire, with high and low status, worked together in the Prophet's area of Azshara, which was the second largest in the world.
In the complex of the Queen's palace, she studied under the guidance of the prophet for a long time.
Later, when the Legion invaded, the three of them left the Prophet to join the war, and they had many contacts with each other. Until the war was won, the world collapsed, one person became a prisoner, and the other two were trapped in the city. From then on, whenever they left Suramar, they could only rely on
Use the number of magic crystals you carry to estimate how long you can go out...
Illidan smiled and said: "You are quite well informed. I thought that after the barrier was raised, you would completely ignore the outside world."
"How could it be... We have been longing to leave that barrier and appreciate the magnificence of Azeroth again. But... he has never come." Thalyssra murmured to herself, and raised her head after a while, "
Is he... okay? I heard he helped you defeat the Burning Legion."
"Very good. The prophet is happily playing the role of the little blood elf. Who knows what role he wants to play in this history. That is his business. We small characters should do our part.
That’s enough.”
Illidan glanced in the direction of Suramar City. He knew Thalyssra very well. This talented woman always had special thoughts about the prophet.
Thalyssra frowned deeply and said in confusion:
"But what he promised to save us... was that he personally gave the Eye of Aman'Thul to Elisande and taught her how to use it."
"But he is also trying to save you, isn't he? Without the Eye of Aman'Thul, the city of Suramar and all of you will be destroyed by the collapse of the earth."
A look of pain appeared on Thalyssra's face, "Of course, I know. Elisande also understands this, but after waiting for so many years, now, all the children of the night are trapped in this projectile by the night well built by the prophet.
He can no longer get rid of his dependence on the magic in the well... This is why Elisande resents him."
"Ha," Illidan laughed contemptuously, "There are many examples of apprentices with stiff wings who want to rebel against their mentors. I am not surprised. Elisande is such a person."
When practicing arcane magic under the prophet, although the prophet treats all apprentices equally and upholds the concept of teaching without discrimination. However, the status of the apprentices is very different. For example, being in the same room with Illidan actually has
Elisande, who is head and shoulders above others, is the great magister of Suramar City.
Elisande has never looked down upon a common apprentice like Illidan who was young and from a lower class background.
"No, how could it be?" Thalyssra shook her head. "Ellie has investigated and found that the blood elf named Angmar Morningstar is already in his twenties. Do you know what this means?"
Illidan frowned.
Thalyssra took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "This means that twenty years have passed since the prophet appeared in Azeroth again. In these twenty years, the prophet has not come once.
Suramar City. Do you know what has happened in the past twenty years? Look over there..."
Illidan followed the direction of Thalyssra's finger and forgot about it. Among the towers rising one after another in Suramar City, there was an existence that was far more majestic than the other buildings, but it looked very dilapidated.
Illidan knew what it was. It was the Temple of the Moon, which was located outside the protection of the barrier of Suramar City and sank underwater during the cataclysm 10,000 years ago. It was once one of the most magnificent buildings in the Night Elf Empire, and also
that is……
The tomb was used by the human guardian Aegwynn of Tirisfal to seal the incarnation of Sargeras, but was raised by the orc Gul'dan more than ten years ago. Not long ago, Illidan had just entered it to search for the incarnation of Sargeras.
Eyes, so I am very familiar with that building.
"More than ten years ago, the Temple of the Moon, which was supposed to be sleeping at the bottom of the sea, suddenly rose up. What's even more terrifying is that it exuded extremely strong evil power! Eli used the Eye of Aman'Thul to check the situation inside.
, we learned a truth that shocked us all. There is an extremely powerful demon sealed inside! It is the master of the Burning Legion and the incarnation of Sargeras!" Thalyssra's voice became louder as she spoke, and she waved her hand.
He clasped his arms, already excited.
"I know, Thalyssra." There was a hint of comfort in Illidan's voice.
Thalyssra ignored Illidan and continued to talk to herself: "Later, we continued to conduct in-depth investigations and found that the orcs who invaded the Eastern Continent were the vanguard of the Burning Legion. Not long after, the Scourge also appeared..."
She shook her head, her eyes full of tears, "The Burning Legion has launched another invasion. It has been ten thousand years, exactly ten thousand years. The devil has never been so close to us. Everyone in Suramar is in danger! But!
Where is the Prophet? The Prophet has forgotten us. He has forgotten that the people of Suramar who united under his command ten thousand years ago and were willing to sacrifice their lives to protect the world, have ignored us and let us go for twenty years.
We tremble in the shadow of the devil... Ten thousand years ago, we had him, an army, and a vast land. What now? Now we only have what is left in this barrier! We have nothing! When we need him most
Where was he when? Not long ago, he actually sent your brother to ask for our help, asking us to send people to help him fight a war that happened in another land. This, this..."
Thalyssra choked with sobs, her face already covered with tears.
It is hard to imagine that Thalyssra, who has lived for ten thousand years and has seen all kinds of ups and downs, would be so sad.
She was not the only one who was heartbroken. All the children of the night who knew these things, including Elisande, Valtroy, and many, many people who had followed the prophet through life and death, all felt unprecedented grief.
The prophet forgot his promise.
The people of Suramar City...
Abandoned.
"Okay, now I understand why you didn't respond to the prophet's call." Illidan sighed, "Okay, this is not like you, Thalyssra... In this case, why did you come to me again?"
Thalyssra wiped away her tears, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down.
"The irony is that I am not like Elisande, who has long been in despair. In the bottom of my heart, I still have a glimmer of hope... Oh, I hope this is not self-deception. Illidan, I will take you into the Nightwell, but I hope you
Can you tell the prophet exactly what we have done - I know you can contact him. Tell him that the people of Suramar City are still willing to give everything for this world!"
Illidan fell silent upon hearing this.
prophet……
I really owe Suramar City a lot.
"I will, Thalyssra...when do we do it?"
"Midnight, meet here. I will take you to sneak into Suramar."
Illidan nodded, "Let me ask one more question, what would you do if you were exposed at this time? You should know that during the weaving process of the spell, the energy fluctuations escaping will definitely be noticed by others, unless Elisande is a fool.
, otherwise she wouldn’t turn a blind eye.”
Thalyssra smiled self-deprecatingly, "Just as you feared, Elisande will kill me. She is no longer the person she once was."
Prince Farodis, the leader of the Farodis palace in World of Warcraft version 7.0 (level 110 era), appears in the article. In fact, the translation of prince means prince. Combined with the actual background story, "Prince Farodis"
"The translation as "Prince Faroldis" is obviously more appropriate. Because Faroldis is not the son of Queen Azshara, and if he is the son of the former leader of the Night Elf Empire (if there is one), he should not be called a prince.
, but should become a prince after the Queen ascends the throne.
The same unflattering translation is that of the three blood princes of the Blood Council during the Wrath of the Lich King. The three were not the descendants of Lanathil, who was personally accompanied by Prince Kael'thas during his lifetime and became the Blood Queen after his death.
, should be translated as "Prince". However...it seems that the translator of the game prefers the title Prince.
Of course, everyone has different interpretations, and the author Ji's idea may not be right~ I just hope it is more rigorous~ After all, there is an essential difference between a prince and a prince.
Well, let me tell you a scary story by the way...
Chapter completed!