"Damn it, that barrier suppresses us so much that we can't display our due strength at all!"
After escaping, Tichondrius finally discovered the problem.
The human named Carlos has special power. It seems that around him, the already damaged barrier of Azeroth has been strengthened countless times, and the power of the legion of demons who came to ambush him has been suppressed too much. Outrageous, just standing there and letting him chop.
The originally extremely strong armor could be kicked to pieces by the man named Carlos.
This is too much!
The last time I came, the night elves' magic-forged weapons couldn't do it.
This is too much! ! !
Tichondrius was filled with rage.
This battle was too frustrating.
The Dread Lord has long known that Azeroth is a bastard, but the existence of such a bastard as Carlos Barov was something that Tichondrius did not expect at all.
The barrier covering the entire Azeroth is constantly weakening, so legion demons can infiltrate.
If the barrier from ten thousand years ago was as strong as it is now, Azeroth would have died long ago.
It's not surprising that the demons who crossed the portal were suppressed by the planet's barrier.
But why does that man have this power? !
Tichondrius immediately suspected that he was in love with the Lich King Ner'zhul.
This looks too much like a conspiracy no matter how you look at it.
It's time to report the situation to Lord Kil'jaeden.
Tichondrius made up his mind to report Ner'zhul when he returned to the Frozen Throne.
As both an assistant and a monitor, Tichondrius is responsible for the Burning Legion, and the Lich King is responsible for the development of the Scourge.
But the most important point is that Ner'zhul, the Lich King, is Kil'jaeden's plaything.
This relationship is too messy.
The Deceiver never believed that the Lich King would be loyal to the Burning Legion from the beginning.
But Kil'jaeden could not trust Tichondrius, the members of the Burning Legion, an organization with an average of twenty-five sons per capita, or his good brother Archimonde.
It was the great leader Sargeras who "united" everyone.
So even if Tichondrius wanted to tell a story about Ner'zhul, he had to compile a story that everyone could tell. Otherwise, Kil'jaeden would never give up such an opportunity to rectify Tichondrius.
It is precisely because of this mentality that Tichondrius cannot refuse the Lich King's communication.
"Lord Tichondrius, the Ancient God has taken action, and the legion needs your power."
"Don't you want to explain anything to Carlos Barov?"
"Lord Tichondrius, I have a name here that may be more interesting to you."
"oh?"
"Illidan Stormrage."
The Legion's cause was above all else, and Ner'zhul did give Tichondrius a reason that he couldn't refuse.
Although this did not stop Tichondrius from emboldening Kil'jaeden about Ner'zhul's incompetence and ulterior motives, the man's name did arouse the Dreadlord's interest.
The disastrous defeat of Kaer Daron caused a heavy loss in the Burning Legion's infiltration into Azeroth.
This is not the key. The Legion never looks at battle losses when doing things.
The key is that Tichondrius did not get the result.
Zero, zero.
If Tichondrius wanted to report to Kil'jaeden about attacking Ner'zhul, he had to have a justifiable reason.
He needs meritorious service and results.
Illidan is an excellent target.
Illidan was able to defect to the Burning Legion back then, so wooing Illidan Stormrage here was enough to offset the setback from Carlos Barov.
Tichondrius accepted Ner'zhul's request, gave up returning to Northrend, returned to the Frozen Throne, and turned towards Kalimdor.
The Lich King gave Arthas only one order.
[Kill Tichondrius to death. 】
For this reason, Ner'zhul even reached a deal with the Ancient God at any cost.
During the battle in Silithus, the night elves once again declared their strength...and vulnerability to the world of Azeroth.
When Fandral Staghelm once again set foot on the sad place that he once said he would never set foot on for the sake of duty and mission, the Old Gods and the Burning Legion set their sights on him without any doubt.
[I gave everything to my compatriots and ethnic group, but what did I get in return? 】
Fandral Staghelm, who has a huge gap in his soul, cannot escape the torment of nightmares and the fragility of being unable to do anything before the tragic death of his only son.
So when Xavius appeared in his sleep and proposed the terms of the deal, Fandral Staghelm hesitated.
Hesitation leads to defeat.
No, hesitation is wanting.
Fandral Staghelm had already explained the result by not expelling Xavius's illusion immediately.
That political idiot Tyrande doesn't deserve to rule the night elves.
Teacher, my teacher...
I can do as well as Malfurion!
I can do better than Malfurion! ! !
When Fandral Staghelm had these thoughts, his end was already sealed.
The withdrawal was proceeding in an orderly manner, and a situation that only the upper echelons of the night elves knew was tightly sealed.
Malfurion fell into an unexplained sleep.
At this time, in Felwood, the satyrs began to riot.
The best timeline originally chosen by the Bronze Dragons was that Illidan accidentally discovered the Watcher's prison when Tyrande was at his wits end during the third invasion of the Burning Legion and went to save him.
But here, under Ner'zhul's calculations, compared to another timeline, Tyrande learned about the location where Illidan was imprisoned about a year in advance.
Tyrande Windwhisper is a good priest, a good warrior, and a trustworthy friend, but he is not a good leader.
Although she has the charisma a leader should have, she is too emotional.
This is a fatal flaw.
Silithus contained a large number of troops in Poplar Valley, and the newly settled orcs in Ashenvale pulled away all the remaining strength of the Sentinel troops.
After Malfurion fell into a deep sleep, Tyrande found that he could not mobilize enough power to suppress the satyr unrest in Felwood.
Especially after Maiev Shadowsong challenged her authority for thousands of years, the tremendous pressure affected Tyrande's judgment.
"We need Illidan. Ten thousand years of imprisonment is enough."
"But……"
"enough!"
One sentence is enough. It not only interrupts other people's objections, but also dissatisfies my own wavering.
It was Malfurion's decision to imprison Illidan, and Tyrande's unwillingness to object did not mean that she agreed.
In Tyrande's mind, although Illidan's efforts to rebuild the second well jeopardized the safety of the night elves, the starting point was a good one. Just because of love, because the night elves blessed by the Dragon King were free from disease and aging, Tyrande was unwilling to offend everyone and Malfurion.
But as her lover fell into a sudden slumber and the night elves experienced great changes, Tyrande thought of Illidan.
Now that I know it, I can't turn a blind eye.
Tyrande summoned his personal guards and headed towards the Warden's Caves.
"Illidan, your sentence is over. This is the decision of the Priestess of the Moon."
