Chapter 719: The Grandmaster of the Area

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In the eyes of those who know the night elves but don't know the inside story, Maiev Shadowsong, or Shandris Feathermoon, is probably the pinnacle of female night elves' martial arts.

Leader of the Watch, Sentinel General, and one of the most powerful women in Azeroth.

absurd.

She, Tyrande Gong Er Yufeng, didn’t bother to explain.

Maiev Shadowsong, I eliminated her. There is no place for her in the Sisters of Elune. If she can become the Priestess of the Moon, who would want to be a Warden.

Shandris Yuyue was raised by me. I taught her all the magical skills of bow, arrow, fist and horseback riding. Who would be dissatisfied?

Hiding behind Malfurion, not to mention human dwarves and gnomes, even the young night elves have the impression that the priestess is an inviolable and holy person, but they forget that Tyrande survived the catastrophe. Fierce girl.

When it comes to fighting, Tyrande has never been intimidated by anyone, not even Maiev Shadowsong.

The rights and wrongs of those days are too long ago, and the conflicts of temperament in our youth have long become distant memories.

Anyway, he won, Maiev Shadowsong got out, it was that simple.

Therefore, Tyrande will not deliberately embarrass Maiev, because she is Elune's favorite little daughter.

In the timeline chosen by the Bronze Dragon, Tyrande went looking for Illidan when the night elves were dying. With only a few people around him, he had no other choice, so he went on a killing spree and annihilated the guards of the Watcher's Crypt.

Because in Tyrande's view, these watchers are stubborn and unclear, and Illidan's importance is far above these guardians. She is for the entire night elves.

So Tyrande has a clear conscience.

But it's different now.

Although the satyr uprising in Felwood caused huge pressure on the night elves' strength, the situation was far from being so urgent that the Priestess of the Moon, one of the supreme leaders, could only run around with a few people.

So, summoning the personal entourage of the Sisters of Elune, Tyrande gathered two ships of more than three hundred men.

Although the Watcher's Cave is important, the manpower of the Watchers has always been very tight. There are less than a hundred watchers stationed in the Watcher's Cave all year round.

Although these Watchers are all heroes among women, and all of them are capable of fighting, in Tyrande's eyes, they are still too young to be worthy of attention.

Although the Watchers were very independent, they did not split the earth and seal the territory. Maiev Shadowsong was away on business, and her adjutant Nassa did not have enough prestige, power and status to prevent Tyrande, the Priestess of the Moon, from entering the Watcher's crypt.

As a result, Tyrande easily "cheated" into opening the strongest watch door in the Watcher's Crypt.

"Now, take me to Illidan's prison cell."

"Your Highness the Priestess, you..."

"Lead the way, if you still identify with your Sisterhood of Elune."

Yes, although the Watchers are Maiev's force, the selection of members is still from the Sisters of Elune. Although Tyrande has the actual leadership of the Sisters of Elune, she and Maiev have not met openly. Turn face up.

"You can't..."

"Take her down."

Nasa wanted to resist, but her fists were no match for sixteen, and she was disarmed and tied up by Tyrande's personal followers.

"Your Highness the Priestess, someone left quietly."

"It doesn't matter. I just need to inform Maiev. I'll wait for her here."

Tyrande was confident.

Then he led his men into the Watcher's Cave.

Most of the Warden are scattered across Kalimdor to hunt enemies that threaten the survival and rule of the night elves. Stationing in the Warden Vault is almost like a vacation for these dedicated Warden.

So how many Watchers are there in the Watcher Vault?

Less than a hundred.

With only a few men, Tyrande was helpless and could only kill.

But how could a priestess who had the spare power to be kind easily harm the lives of her compatriots?

Two sentries guard one watchman, and there are still more than twenty tables of mahjong available.

Tyrande Palace Second Lady Whispering Wind wore a mooncloth robe and walked at the front of the queue with her bare hands, stretching her muscles and bones to clear the way, showing her leadership qualities.

"Is the priestess so strong?"

"I'm just kidding, the latest version of the Bow Fighting Textbook was compiled by the Priestess."

After suppressing dissatisfaction and cracking the traps of the guards along the way, Tyrande, who was prepared, calmly entered the Warden Crypt.

At this moment when order has not been destroyed by war and faith has not yet collapsed, Tyrande's status and reputation are too high.

At the same time, because no one was killed, although the Watchers were angry at Tyrande for trampling on their dignity, their determination to resist was not complete.

After learning that the priestess led the people to suppress the Watcher's Crypt, many sisters were captured, and the remaining guards quickly began to rely on internal defense facilities to block and fortify every step of the way, forcing them to walk back and forth in two hours. The watchmen kept watch for two days and one night.

But Tyrande didn't care.

Breaking through door after door, dismantling trap after trap, Tyrande was fully prepared.

In this way, the last three watchers desperately guarded the last door of Illidan's cell. Outside the magic-sealed door, there was the slightly off-key melodious singing of the Priestess of the Moon. The contrast between tension and relaxation was Tai Rand fell into reminiscing about the past.

Then, the conscientious Watchers finally delayed long enough.

Maiev Shadowsong is back.

A dagger arrives first, and CD flashes.

Maiev Shadowsong's terrifying special moon blade was placed on the back of Tyrande's neck, and the cold green light was a poisonous color.

Tyrande's personal reaction was a beat slow.

The priestess didn't care, and even her slightly off-key singing became normal.

Tyrande concluded that Maiev would not harm him.

"You owe me an explanation, Tyrande."

"I'm here to mention someone, but your subordinates are disobedient and disrespectful."

"Recruit someone? Who? Your little bitch, the Illidan who was tried and sentenced to life imprisonment by all the Kaldorei?"

Maiev's harsh voice penetrated through the terrifying helmet, not hiding her disgust at all.

However, Tyrande moved her fingers calmly, and handed a formal document to Maiev Shadowsong.

Maiev put away her weapon and took the paperwork.

After all, Shadowsong's name must not be tarnished.

However, over and over again, when Maiev Shadowsong carefully read the contents of the official document for the third time and confirmed whether it was true or false, anger almost went to her head.

"Ridiculous! Fandral Staghelm should be locked up next door to Illidan, right here! How could he let you do such nonsense!!!"

Maiev Shadowsong pointed to an empty cell, her arms couldn't help but tremble slightly.

This is a naked crime of power.

Malfurion granted his rights to Fandral Staghelm.

When Fandral Staghelm and Tyrande authorized it at the same time, it was legally possible to pardon Illidan's crimes and release him from prison.

Originally, Maiev Shadowsong believed that Fandral Staghelm hated Tyrande as much as he did, and that Fandral Staghelm had been doing a good job for thousands of years. It was not that he would not let Tyrande do whatever he wanted.

But now, the documents in front of me...

The feeling of being betrayed again came to mind, and Maiev's hatred for her brother became even more unforgettable.

With her men still under Tyrande's control, Maiev threw a wrench into the trap.

"Otherwise, let's go in and talk?"

Tyrande turned around and pointed to the empty cell where Maiev had said that Fandral Staghelm would be imprisoned, showing a victor's smile.

Maiev Shadowsong looked at Tyrande, slowly put down her weapon, took off her helmet, unbuttoned her armor, and disarmed herself.

Under Maiev's beautiful face, her body was covered in wounds, even her neck was covered with dense wounds.

Under the thin linen shirt, the scars left by stab wounds, burns, magic toxins and curses were shocking.

"Let's talk, that's what I want."