Savis was very pleased. Although he had been tortured by his master Sargeras for a long time after his death, Savis understood that this was the punishment for his failure!
Now his form is called a Satyr, meaning a servant deeply blessed by Sargeras.
The time flow in the Twisting Nether is different from that of Azeroth. Savis felt that he had been gone for a year, or perhaps ten years, and finally returned to Azeroth!
This time, he must perfectly complete his master's task and successfully open the portal to let his master into Azeroth!
Also, the druid who destroyed the seal array and the portal, and the assassin who ambushed and killed him, are his main targets for revenge!
But for now, the master's plan is the most important thing, so Savis turned his attention to Galen.
"Are you interested in receiving such a gift? Prince Galen, the master has given me many places. As long as you agree, I can immediately transform you."
"No, I refuse!" Galen refused outright.
"Oh? Don't you want to gain more powerful strength?" Savis reasoned from his own perspective and didn't quite understand Galen's choice.
"No, strength or no strength doesn't matter. The main thing is that it's too ugly!" Galen looked at the current Savis with a look of disgust!
"You..." Savis was choked by Galen's words for a moment and became a little angry.
Galen casually conjured an ice mirror and placed it in front of Savis so that he could recognize his own appearance.
Ugly people talk too much.
"Hmph!"
Savis felt insulted.
But this is not important. Savis stared at Galen with his two extremely unnatural fake eyes below his brow bones.
These fake eyes looked straight and dull, without focus, making Galen feel hairy all over and very uncomfortable, making him think that his undercover identity had been exposed!
"Master Sargeras believes that you have a lot of potential, Prince Galen! He is very interested in your ability to amplify the portal. Anyone who is valued by the master will definitely be reused. One day you will become a legion commander, on par with Mannoroth... no... it should be Archimonde!"
"Archimonde?"
Galen appropriately showed a look of doubt.
"Archimonde, one of the commanders of the Celestial Legion, second only to Master Sargeras in status!"
Seeing that Galen was interested in talking, Savis thought he was moved, so he took a step forward, ready to continue to bewitch Galen.
Savis leaned his body against Galen, almost face to face, his eyes seemed to suck Galen in, and said seductively: "You can use a way that suits you better to be loyal to him, becoming a legion commander is just around the corner..."
"..."
Galen was silent. He glanced at Savis playfully. He was trying to lure him to change camps. It's a pity. If he were the real Queen Azshara, or just a native of Azeroth, he might really consider it.
But Galen is a transmigrator, looking at it from God's perspective, Sargeras is just a fallen Titan who was frightened by the Void Lords.
He really didn't want to join him.
Looking at Galen's eyes, Savis knew that he had seen through his bewitching tricks. In addition to Varothen, he had failed twice in his persuasion today!
"Since Prince Galen is not interested either, then I can only go to find other Highborne who have ideas. You go about your business!" Savis's fake eyes flickered slightly. He nodded politely to Galen, and then indicated that he had something to do and left first. "Oh, by the way, please inform Her Majesty the Queen that the adjutant of the Celestial Gods, Archimonde, is about to arrive and needs Her Majesty the Queen to come and greet him!"
Archimonde is coming?
The time is almost right, and his next plan should also be launched, but he should first notify Dath'Remar to prepare to evacuate Silvermoon City at any time.
When Galen arrived at Azshara's bedroom, he found that Captain Varothen was also in the palace.
"My dear Prince Galen, is the work of Galakrond ending so quickly today? Is there any new progress?"
Queen Azshara's lazy voice came, full of seductive flavor.
"Light of Lights, Your Majesty the Queen, Advisor Savis has been resurrected by the Celestial Gods and is now in Galakrond."
Galen came to express his loyalty, hypocritical.
"I already know. Varothen has already reported it to me." Azshara's tone was calm, and Galen couldn't hear any useful information.
"Your Majesty the Queen, Advisor Savis has completely defected to the Celestial Gods and is using the power of the Celestial Gods to win me over, hoping that I will directly serve the Celestial Gods!"
"Bang!"
The wine glass in Queen Azshara's hand was frozen by frost in an instant, and then turned into ice crystal fragments.
Hehe, I knew you couldn't stand this.
Who can tolerate being poached by others!
If it were Galen, he would have crushed that person to ashes.
"Captain Varothen, is what Galen said true!" Azshara's tone was full of chill, and the temperature of the entire palace seemed to have dropped several degrees.
"That's right, Your Majesty the Queen. Prince Galen and I are both loyal to you. We reported to you as soon as we were contacted by Savis!"
The implication is that the other Highborne are not as loyal as them.
"Your Majesty the Queen, Light of Lights, Prince Galen and I can resist Savis's temptation, but it is still difficult to guarantee that others will not fall into the trap!"
Varothen was quite regretful in his heart. Originally, he was the only loyal minister, but Galen suddenly came out halfway. Now, no matter what honor there is, he will have to share it equally with Galen!
Thinking of this, Varothen secretly glared at Galen out of the corner of his eye, his eyes full of resentment.
"Okay, Varothen, Prince Galen, I have already seen the loyalty of both of you. You will be rewarded by me for this loyalty, and Savis, I will find a chance to punish his betrayal later, but not now!"
Azshara's expression returned to calm. Now she is still looking forward to the arrival of the Celestial Gods to bring her a more glorious future, Savis is still useful, so let him go.
"Let us go to Galakrond to welcome the commander of the Celestial Legion!"
Galen and Varothen, as confidants, followed the Queen, while Galen secretly prepared a new shadow stone. He wanted to photograph the scene of Archimonde's arrival and hand it over to Ravencrest and Cenarius!
The progress of the resistance and the demigods is too slow. They must be given pressure and urged to speed up their actions!
Archimonde, the commander of the Burning Legion, is the best target.
After welcoming Archimonde in Azshara, Galen had nothing to do in Zin-Azshari.
Generally, according to the Burning Legion's invasion rhythm, they first find the local indigenous spellcasters to fool them into helping open the portal, and then teleport a small head to assist.
Immediately following is the influx of a large number of troops. When the vanguard's forces are sufficient, it is already the middle stage. High-level commanders such as Mannoroth enter the field to clean up the creatures of the invaded world.
In the final stage, the top combat power of this world is cleared. Generally speaking, if the abyss lords or dreadlords can't deal with the resisters, it will be Archimonde and Kil'jaeden's turn to personally solve it.
With the Legion's combat power, ordinary planets would not require Sargeras to take action. However, Azeroth is a huge planet that breeds a star soul, containing powerful energy and soul within the planet, so the Demon King decided to come in person.
Who would have thought that the night elf rebels are still strong until now? Mannoroth is constantly frustrated by the joint efforts of Malfurion and Illidan, and finally the portal was destroyed, forcing Archimonde to come down early.
The maintenance of the portal is personally presided over by the resurrected Xavius. Archimonde has taken over Mannoroth's command. The battles outside are not for the Highborne to participate in. The only news Galen has heard now is that the Queen has sent her guard captain Xavius to the front line of Black Rook Hold to carry out a secret mission.
With nothing to do, Galen remembered the reward that Queen Azshara had mentioned before, so he requested an audience with the Queen and applied to pour a portion of the Well water from the Well of Eternity behind the palace for research purposes.
The Queen generously agreed to Galen's request, rewarding him with a specially made crystal bottle to be used as a container for the Well of Eternity water, and had Vashj lead the way for Galen.
Only at this moment did Galen realize that not all of the Well of Eternity had been polluted by the Highborne's abuse of arcane magic. The place where he was was a water storage point specially built for the Queen, which had been disconnected from the main vein of the Well of Eternity a long time ago, thus maintaining a pure, quiet blue color!
Under Vashj's gaze, Galen filled the crystal bottle bestowed by Queen Azshara.
Vashj urged Galen to leave quickly.
Galen only felt that Vashj was a little strange today. Usually, when he and she were alone, they would argue a few words. Although Vashj would be angered by Galen's sharp tongue every time, she still enjoyed it the next time.
Ignoring the somewhat anxious Queen's chief maid, Galen took out ten identical crystal bottles from his backpack one by one. These were the crystal bottles that Vashj had brought him last time under the guise of public service.
"You!"
Vashj felt like she was about to explode!
What did Galen say last time?
He said he needed some crystal bottles to make potions and overcome a difficult magical experiment!
It turned out he was setting her up!
"Is this the magical experiment you were talking about?" Vashj's tone suppressed the anger of being deceived.
"Yes, a test on the constant energy of the Well of Eternity."
Galen blurted out, and after a turn of his mind, he made up an experimental project.
Vashj had a look on her face that said, "I've read books, don't think about fooling me!"
"I have been working for Her Majesty the Queen during this period, busy maintaining the stability of the portal, so I haven't had time to study it."
How should I say, I have some friendship with Vashj, so I have to maintain it, after all, I still have a chance to deal with her ten thousand years later.
"Really?" Vashj still didn't believe it.
"Really," Galen vowed! "If I lie, I will be plunged into contemplation for the next ten thousand years and unable to conduct magical research!"
This kind of oath can be regarded as vicious. As a mage, Vashj can certainly understand that on the road of pursuing arcane magic, not being able to do experiments for verification is indeed more uncomfortable than death!
It's a pity that Vashj met a scumbag like Galen, who doesn't even draft when lying, and her trust was ultimately misplaced.
Vashj endured watching Galen filling bottle after bottle with the blue, pure Well water, her eyes twitching.
This is Her Majesty the Queen's private collection!
Now I only hope that Her Majesty the Queen will not notice the slight drop in the water level of this well by then!
Finally, eleven bottles of Well water were filled to the brim by Galen. He plugged the stoppers into the crystal bottles one by one, and then released a sealing spell.
Comfortable!
Satisfied!
Nice!
Illidan is not as good as me!
Galen put away the crystal bottles and said to Vashj, who was on the side, with satisfaction: "Let's go, Little Vash!"
"Huh? Little Vash? Shut your mouth!"
Vashj finally couldn't help it, and fired at Galen with an angry face!
Various night elf slang that Galen couldn't understand kept spewing out!
Galen and Vashj were already relatively close, and the girl directly sprayed a face full of saliva.
Galen couldn't help but reach out and wipe his face.
"Huh? Do you dislike my saliva being dirty!"
Vashj shouted sharply, and the powerful aura made Galen back down, weakly saying: "No, no, I'm smoothing it out, yes, smoothing it out!"
"Tch!"
Vashj was amused by Galen's words, and the invisible sense of oppression just now dissipated into nothing.
"Giggle giggle!"
Looking at Vashj, who was laughing like a little hen, Galen thought that this little lady was really a bit good-looking!
"Galen."
Vashj suddenly leaned half of her body on Galen, and then said in a gentle tone.
Oh my!
It's over, it's over!
This beauty trap is completely unbearable for me!
"Let's talk nicely, Vashj, I can't handle you like this!"
How much Galen wanted to take advantage of Vashj as a cheap thrill.
But this is Vashj, the Lady of the Snakes of later generations, how can his advantage be so easy to take?
I'm afraid I'll have to shed a layer of skin first.
"Galen, can you help me kill someone?"
Vashj thought about it and told Galen her request.
"Kill someone?"
Galen was stunned, how could such a thing be asked of him?
Something is wrong.
"Vashj, as the Queen's personal maid and a popular figure in the Eternal Palace, killing someone is just a matter of a word, and there are people who will follow you one after another."
"That person…"
Vashj hesitated for a moment, and then said: "That woman is a priestess of the Moon God, captured by our army in the war, and Her Majesty the Queen wants to take her as a maid!"
Galen finally understood that Vashj felt that her position was threatened, so she had the idea of killing the priestess of the Moon God.
But this scene feels a bit familiar to Galen.
So he asked Vashj: "Oh, so that's the case."
"I wonder which priestess of the Moon God can be favored by Her Majesty the Queen?"
At this time, Vashj was like a firecracker being lit, and her aura came up again!
"Tyrande! Her name is Tyrande Whisperwind!"
Oh, great, Tyrande's been captured.
Aha, Tyrande has been taken prisoner.
Things are getting interesting now.
You should know that Tyrande, as one of the protagonists of this era, is blessed by the Moon Goddess. When Tyrande's life is threatened, the goddess will directly intervene, creating a barrier of moonlight to protect her. Even Azshara can't kill her.
That's not even the scariest part. After all, the Moon Goddess won't attack mortals. The terrifying thing about Tyrande is that if you capture her, you might end up offending two other Chosen Ones…
One of them is the reckless Illidan. You can never predict what shocking things he might do.
However, Tyrande's capture also shows that the rebel offensive has been thwarted since Archimonde's arrival.
"So, what do you want me to do?" Galen's words were ambiguous, his tone playful, but Vashj, consumed by jealousy, didn't notice.
"I once tried to assassinate her!"
Vashj said, her face filled with regret, "Unfortunately, I failed at the last moment. The power of moonlight protected her!"
Speaking of this, Vashj's mood worsened. Her Majesty values her, and even the Moon Goddess protects her. The difference between people becomes immediately apparent.
"You didn't succeed, and I certainly can't break through the Moon Goddess's protective barrier!" Galen continued, following Vashj's line of thought.
"I want you to pretend to be a Highborne who wants to betray, then gain Tyrande's trust, lure her away from the Moon Goddess's protection, and then!"
Vashj took out a dagger from her waist. "Kill her with this dagger!"
Galen's heart skipped a beat.
Damn I like this plan. I don't even need to pretend to be a betraying Highborne!
I already am!
Heaven is helping me!
It seems the time has come for Dath'Remar to leave.
"The plan isn't bad, but the risk is too great. I'll be punished by Her Majesty! There's no benefit for me at all!"
The implication was that the benefits weren't proportional to the risks. Galen wouldn't act without seeing a return.
Vashj saw this reaction as perfectly normal.
The Queen's chief handmaiden leaned closer again, her face approaching Galen, her hands cupping his cheeks, and then her lips came closer.
"Mmph!"
Galen never imagined he would be pinned against a wall one day.
And by Vashj!
After a long while, they separated.
"Isn't having me enough?" Vashj smiled charmingly at Galen. "Tyrande is a threat to me, and Varothen is your rival. Tyrande and Varothen can't cooperate, but you and I can."
Galen understood. What was this? An inner court official colluding with an outer court official, working together for their own benefit!
Bah!
Galen shook the two idioms that had just popped into his head.
"Tell me, are you in or not!"
Vashj looked at Galen's uncertain expression, unable to guess his thoughts for a moment, so she used her charm.
"I'm in!"
"Of course, I'm in!"
Galen emphasized the two key words, but Vashj didn't seem to understand his meaning.
"Here!"
Vashj beamed and handed Galen the dagger she had just taken out.
It was a golden dagger with a unique design and a barb on the blade.
"Not bad, Vashj, you also practice the way of the assassin?" Galen found the dagger somewhat familiar.
"That's right. Besides magic and archery, I also practice martial arts," Lady Vashj said with pride.
"Does this dagger have a name?"
"No, it's a weapon bestowed by the Queen."
"Then let's call it Vashj's Fang!"
After Galen finished speaking, he stared at Vashj, and before she could react, he put his arms around her waist and kissed her again.
That kiss was earth-shattering.
The next day, Galen first found Dath'Remar and finalized the plan to run away tonight.
Recently, many Highborne had disappeared for no reason, and when they returned, they had all turned into ugly satyrs, which made Dath'Remar and his allies feel a sense of urgency.
It wasn't that they didn't want to obtain powerful strength, but they couldn't agree with Xavius's choice. After being transformed into satyrs, Xavius and the others had become more powerful, but their minds had obviously been distorted, and their personalities had become savage and cruel.
Dath'Remar took the lead in rejecting this "gift."
Therefore, when Galen told him that the time was ripe, Dath'Remar immediately took action to ensure that everyone would receive the news of their departure tonight.
Galen took the token given by Vashj and arrived at the palace where Tyrande was being held.
Actually, Galen didn't have any feelings for Vashj. Queen Azshara was the most important person in her heart, and feelings were dispensable to her.
Anyway, as Uncle Ge said, Galen just took advantage of the freebie that Vashj offered.
Anyway, he would slip away tonight, then win the War of the Ancients and return to his own time, where he would have a million soldiers at his disposal. Who would he be afraid of?
The guards imprisoning Tyrande had already been bribed by the chief handmaiden, and Galen smoothly entered the palace.
During this time on the road, Galen learned about what had happened through the connection with Broxigar.
Xavius, who had become a satyr, personally captured Malfurion and Tyrande. However, Xavius hated Malfurion and knew that the best way to torture him was not to inflict torture on him, but to capture the people he cared about, such as Tyrande and Illidan.
Just as Xavius was preparing to open a portal to take Tyrande away, Broxigar and the Windrunner sisters came to rescue her. After a fierce battle, Xavius was transformed into a tree by Malfurion using natural magic, and his soul was imprisoned in the tree.
Unfortunately, Xavius brought too many helpers, and in the end, a satyr took Tyrande back to Zin-Azshari!
The aftermath of Tyrande's capture was Illidan's feigned betrayal of the rebel army, joining the Burning Legion, and trying to infiltrate it to rescue the high priestess of the Moon Goddess.
Yes, that's right. The previous High Priestess of the Moon Goddess left a will before being killed by a demon, asking Tyrande to take her place.
No wonder Queen Azshara would be so interested in Tyrande.
The High Priestess of the Temple of the Moon!
The spokesperson of the Moon Goddess Elune in the mortal world! And divine power has never been within the ruling scope of Azshara's imperial power. Now that Tyrande has been captured, if the Queen takes her as a maid, wouldn't that be a symbol of imperial power overriding divine power!
It's just that this approach touched Vashj's sensitive nerves, making her afraid of falling out of favor.
Alas, three women make a drama.
Inside the prison, Tyrande wore only a simple priestess robe, her armor having been removed upon her arrival at Zin-Azshari.
Not only that, but Archimonde had personally imprisoned Tyrande with magic, wanting to personally torture this priestess of the moon, to make her submit and completely obey his will, becoming a servant of his master, Sargeras.
However, whenever someone tried to harm Tyrande's body, a faint moonlight aura would envelop the priestess, and even Archimonde himself could not penetrate this layer of moonlight.
From that moment on, Archimonde never came to find Tyrande again, after all, completely annihilating the Night Elf resistance was more important than dealing with a mere priestess.
When Tyrande woke up from her nightmare again, it was already the second day since Queen Azshara had visited.
At this moment, she was still imprisoned in this cage, without chains on her wrists and ankles, only a ball-shaped barrier flickering with green light enveloping her.
She had not eaten since being captured, but she did not feel hungry, Elune nourished her with the love of the Moon Goddess, giving her enough sustenance.
Tyrande felt her body, there were no injuries, then she recalled that the Night Elf resistance had encountered a demonic ambush west of Suramar, and the Night Elves relied on their greater familiarity with the terrain than the demons, forcing the demons to stop their offensive, and then the battle fell into a stalemate.
Later, Archimonde, the new commander of the Burning Legion, pretended to retreat, and Ravencrest and his adjutant Starry Eyes fell into the trap and gave chase, when the battle line was stretched, more demons appeared halfway, and the resistance was completely defeated.
Malfurion was also attacked by Archimonde, and barely survived, she took him with her to escape the demons' pursuit, and was eventually captured by a group of ugly monsters.
She didn't know what happened after that, now Tyrande was very worried about Malfurion's situation, and at the same time, she didn't want Malfurion to be burdened because of her capture.
What made Tyrande even more sad was that she learned from Queen Azshara that Malfurion seemed to have turned against her brother.
Tyrande knew that Malfurion deeply blamed himself for not protecting her, and she was very worried that such emotions would make Malfurion reckless and easily fall into the demons' trap.
And Illidan. Just before the last battle began, Illidan discovered that he had someone he cared about, and his reaction was terrible, perhaps this was the reason why Illidan joined Queen Azshara!
Tyrande's heart was like being torn by a beast, all of this was caused by her!
… … … …
Step! Step step!
Suddenly, Tyrande, whose thoughts were confused, heard a burst of footsteps.
Tyrande became vigilant, someone was entering the dungeon! The Moon Priestess glanced upwards and saw the prison door being opened, and a Night Elf walked in.
Tyrande's eyes widened instantly!
Because she knew this elf!
Galen!
Malfurion's praised junior brother!
After Galen entered, he casually closed the prison door, and then paced back and forth in front of the Fel energy barrier, seemingly admiring Tyrande's current embarrassment.
What a nasty gaze, Tyrande felt like she was being mocked.
At the same time, she also understood a little, the first thing Malfurion did when he woke up from the Emerald Dream was to curse Galen.
This junior brother of Malfurion's seemed to have a talent for driving people crazy.
"Galen?" Tyrande took the lead in speaking, she really couldn't stand Galen's gaze.
"Oh, yes, Tyrande…" Galen said. "I'm here to rescue you."
"Thank you for your help, I need to get out quickly, I'm very worried about Malfurion and Illidan!" She understood that if she was always imprisoned in Zin-Azshari, it would tie Malfurion's hands and feet!
Galen stretched out his hand, holding a strangely shaped skull, with two pointed goat horns on the skull.
Sathiel whispered: "Oh, it's this priestess and her companions who have always been a thorn in the side of the Burning Legion. I never thought you would let me rescue her!"
Tyrande's eyes widened again, a talking demon skull?
"Okay, hurry up and open this barrier, if you keep nagging, I'll throw you in the toilet for the night!" Galen threatened the artifact in his hand.
Sathiel whispered: "Hey, I'm dead and have no sense of smell, you should consider whether you'll still use your hand to use me in the future!"
"Shut up!" Galen shouted. "If you talk nonsense again, I'll hand you over to Gul'dan in the future, so you can get close!"
Sathiel stopped talking, compared to that eccentric orc warlock, he still preferred Galen as his master, although this master used the Holy Light, at least they could get along equally.
Tyrande only saw the green light flash in the hollow eye sockets of the skull in Galen's hand, and then the Fel energy cage that imprisoned her was broken.
The Moon Priestess walked out of the range of the cage just now, and then her feet suddenly softened, and she almost fell, fortunately Galen helped her up.
Just when the two were closest, Tyrande's stomach made a hungry sound.
The Moon Priestess's face turned red, and she was a little embarrassed.
Galen didn't care.
"Hungry, I heard you've been trapped here for three days, it's amazing that you've been able to hold on until now without a drop of water."
A bunch of yellow-orange bananas appeared in Galen's hand, and then he took one down first and finished it in two or three bites.
"I didn't bring any food with me, I just grabbed these bananas before, you can eat some bananas to fill your stomach first!"
Tyrande still trusted Galen, he could help Malfurion in times of crisis, so he wouldn't harm her.
As for eating, she didn't care, it was good to have something to eat to replenish energy, she wasn't picky.
The only thing that made her uneasy was that when she was peeling the banana and eating it in small bites, Galen smiled quite evilly, making Tyrande suspect that the banana had really been tampered with.
Until three bananas were eaten, Tyrande's body didn't feel any discomfort, and she felt ashamed for her malicious thoughts just now.
"I'm done eating, what should I do next?"
"Wait a moment!" Galen said, picking up the three remaining bananas, a red light flashed in his hand, and the bananas instantly dehydrated, becoming whole pieces of dried banana.
"I saved Malfurion because of brotherhood, and I saved you not without a price, I need your reward!"
"What do you need me to do?" Tyrande nodded, expressing her agreement, Galen saved her and Malfurion, and it wasn't too much to ask for a reward.
"Help me do three things!"
"The first thing," Galen said, handing Tyrande the first dried banana, "When I was rescuing Zin-Azshari, I met a very talented girl. I hope you can take her as an apprentice and teach her to become a qualified priestess of the Moon Goddess."
Tyrande thought, this is easy. Taking in anyone is the same, especially since it's a person recommended by Galen. Everyone likes students with high talent.
"As for the second thing…" Galen hesitated for a moment, "Within Zin-Azshari, there is a group of Highborne elves who don't agree with Queen Azshara's actions and want to abandon the darkness and join the resistance against the Burning Legion."
"The fact that I was able to enter the dungeon smoothly this time is the result of their leader, Dath'Remar, orchestrating it."
Galen shamelessly attributed Vashj's methods to Dath'Remar's credit. Kael'thas, I can only do this much for your great-grandfather.
"I will recommend them to the commander of the resistance. We are currently lacking strength, and the addition of a large number of Highborne elf mages can fill this void!"
Neither of the two things was difficult, and they were even beneficial to her. Tyrande readily agreed.
"As for the third thing…" Galen thought for a while and realized that he didn't seem to have any other needs at the moment, so he disdainfully threw the last banana into a corner of his backpack. "I haven't thought of the third thing yet. I'll tell you next time I remember!"
"Now, let's leave this place. This is our only chance. The demons of the Burning Legion are casting spells near the Well of Eternity. They will stay there for a long time. Everyone else is waiting for us."
Tyrande was overjoyed that she could finally leave this cage that she hated so much and go back to find Malfurion.
However, the moment she thought of Malfurion, she also thought of another childhood sweetheart!
Illidan, who betrayed everyone and joined the Burning Legion!
But now is not the time to think about this, and since it concerns Illidan, she must go back and discuss it with Malfurion.
Galen led Tyrande into the corridor, where a Highborne elf was waiting for them. This person was none other than Dath'Remar.
"Is everything ready?" Galen asked quietly.
"It's ready. I told most of the people who wanted to leave not to participate in the demons' current missions a few days ago, and those who have to work for the demons have already made up their minds to sacrifice themselves for us."
Dath'Remar's expression was somewhat pained. These Highborne elves were more or less related to the Sunstrider family. When Mannoroth, who was left behind, discovered the defection of these Highborne elves, what would be the fate of those who remained? Just thinking about it made Dath'Remar shudder.
"Let's go quickly. Now is not the time to discuss it. Most of the guards tonight are our people. Those lackeys of Captain Varothen have been affected by our interference spells, but we still have to be very careful of them!"
Dath'Remar led them through the corridor and into the panther enclosure in the palace, where many of Dath'Remar's companions were already waiting. More than a third of the Highborne elf class was waiting here, and even many families had arrived in full.
Galen and the others mounted the Nightsabers. Dath'Remar glanced around, confirmed that everyone was ready, and then pointed to the two tall wooden doors.
"Let's charge out together! Don't leave the formation. Those who are careless will only suffer the consequences. There are demons everywhere here. We must charge and fight at the same time, and it may be like this for several days in a row."
Dath'Remar stood up straight and said with a proud expression, "But we are Highborne elves, the strongest spellcasters blessed by the Well of Eternity! Relying on the power of the Well of Eternity, we will definitely be able to fight our way out and turn all the enemies in our path into corpses!"
Tyrande remained calm. Now that she was in Zin-Azshari, she was unfamiliar with the place and could only listen to the arrangements of these Highborne elves.
She prayed to Elune in her heart, hoping that the Moon Goddess would guide her to help these new companions.
These Highborne elves all knew that many of them would die in battle, and they might die very tragically.
Most importantly, Dath'Remar had received Galen's warning in advance and had helped these Highborne elves transfer their families a long time ago, so they had no worries now.
They were ready to die for a worthy cause.
Because these Highborne elves had participated in the act of bringing the Burning Legion into Kalimdor under the bewitchment of Queen Azshara and High Advisor Xavius, they now needed to atone for their mistakes.
Dath'Remar pointed at the door and shouted, "Open the passage!"
The two Highborne elves standing at the front were about to open the two doors of the building.
"Wait!"
A loud shout suddenly came from the hall, scaring the two Highborne elves who were preparing to push the door.
Everyone looked at the night elf next to Dath'Remar. They all knew that this was Prince Galen, who had suddenly become famous some time ago. In a very short period of time, he had been relied upon by the Queen for his true talent and learning, and was granted the title of Prince!
The Highborne elves present were all well-informed. Although Dath'Remar didn't say it, they all knew that this Prince Galen Remar had inextricable connections with Dath'Remar.
After all, their names were so similar!
At this critical moment of escape, Galen spoke out to stop them. Everyone, out of respect for Dath'Remar, did not utter any harsh words, but waited for Galen to continue speaking.
"Why do we have to charge out? Can't we just open a portal and leave?"
Many Highborne elves almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Even Tyrande, as a priestess, looked at Galen with a look of disbelief.
Among the night elf race, all portals around the Well of Eternity only lead to the Well of Eternity!
Because the magic network of the entire world is like a stream, connecting to the huge energy field of the Well of Eternity. It both emits energy outwards and gathers energy. Using a portal here is likely to forcibly change direction during the teleportation and enter the Well of Eternity, where it will be assimilated by the well water.
However, unlike the questioning gazes of the other Highborne elf mages, Dath'Remar's eyes lit up!
Other mages can't do it, but that doesn't mean Galen can't!
Dath'Remar had personally seen Galen amplify the portal and bring the demigod-level Mannoroth to Kalimdor in advance!
So Dath'Remar's eyes were filled with hope.
Dath'Remar had already discussed with his Highborne allies that their plan to ride nightsabers out of the Imperial City had the highest chance of success.
However, they would have to suffer at least two-thirds casualties, and only the strongest and luckiest would eventually break through!
Dath'Remar looked at Galen expectantly, hoping he could create a portal to leave Zin-Azshari, which would reduce many casualties!
"Is it possible, Galen?"
As soon as these words came out, the other elves were also agitated. They trusted Dath'Remar, and their gaze towards Galen changed accordingly!
They admitted that their gazes were indeed inappropriate just now!
After all, who would want to gamble on such a low survival rate if there was a better way?
"No problem, leave it to me."
After Galen finished speaking, he glanced at the crowd and then changed his aura, starting to issue orders.
"Mages proficient in protection magic, step forward and construct a barrier around the nightsaber enclosure as quickly as possible. So many people will be passing through the portal, which will take at least an hour, so please show your true abilities."
Galen knew that Dath'Remar and his allies had been preparing for a long time, so they had almost all of their possessions with them, making it easy to gather materials for a barrier.
Tyrande's disappearance, as well as Valen'shen not being an idiot, meant that his subordinates would discover the charm magic on the guards during shift changes, and they would soon track them down here.
"Please take overall command and lead the mages with combat capabilities to delay them."
Galen finished the last sentence to Dath'Remar and then walked into a side hall next to him, starting to inscribe runes on the ground.
The mages dared not disturb him, and only those Highborne who also had research on spatial magic could slightly understand some of the construction of Galen's magic circle, but they did not understand most of the runes at all.
It's good that they don't understand. Galen didn't know what he was drawing either. Anyway, he used the magic arrays he had seen from Medivh and Gandalf, making them as profound as possible. Given the Highborne's crude use of magic ten thousand years ago, they wouldn't be able to figure it out for a while.
The worst thing the Highborne were worried about still happened. The mages constructing the magic barrier outside the nightsaber enclosure were discovered by the patrolling guards. Their strange behavior aroused the guards' vigilance. Dath'Remar decisively took the initiative!
As a result, a reckless mage released a Flamestrike. Not only was the commotion huge, but the palace's detection methods would definitely detect the magic fluctuation here!
The mage also seemed to realize that his attack in anger was too reckless, with a look of regret, and could only join his companions in quickly constructing the barrier.
"Galen, how much longer? We've been discovered!" Dath'Remar's face was ashen, but he didn't say much. It was useless to blame at this time.
"Finished!"
Galen's magic circle took half an hour to complete, and then he chanted the incantation.
The magic circle began to activate, but the fluctuations of the magic circle made the Highborne feel a headache!
They just wanted to shout, are you sure this magic circle can really teleport?
The mottled fluctuations of the magic circle may have triggered the magic detection alarm in the palace. For a time, the entire Imperial City became noisy, with alarms rising one after another. As the person in charge of the palace's defense forces, Valen'shen ordered a search of the area with magic fluctuations with a gloomy face.
The time left for the Highborne was running out.
"Who's first?"
Galen looked at the Highborne at the door. The elves looked at each other, their faces tangled.
They didn't dare to be the first to use this so-called teleportation magic circle.
Now it was Galen's turn to be unhappy.
"Tyrande, you go first!"
The Highborne breathed a sigh of relief. As long as I'm not the first, anyone can go.
Then they looked at the priestess of Elune with schadenfreude.
Tyrande looked shocked, with an expression of astonishment as if she had eaten a melon and found it on herself.
Galen, I am your future sister-in-law, the mentor of the little sister you fancy, don't harm me!
In the end, Tyrande "couldn't refuse the kindness" and was "widely expected" to be the first to act as a guinea pig.
The teleportation array of course cannot be used, this thing on the ground is just to confuse the mages and cover up the fact that he used teleportation props.
When Tyrande stood in the center of the teleportation magic circle, Galen took out a teleportation staff and activated it. A flash of white light passed, and Tyrande disappeared into this side hall.
"..."
The Highborne's magical views were refreshed. It really works?
This group standing at the front were all Highborne who had talent in spatial magic. Galen didn't know how much his actions had affected them.
In the next three thousand years, the Highborne's research on spatial teleportation magic circles fell into a dead end until Dath'Remar led them away from the shattered Kalimdor and went to the Eastern Kingdoms, where the elves relied on the Sunwell to find the right path again.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Valen'shen quickly surrounded the place and launched an attack!
The bodies of the patrol team at the entrance of the nightsaber enclosure were too conspicuous. Even a blind person knew there was a problem here.
In addition to Valen'shen's guards, a large number of demons also poured over. The first batch was hellhounds, which rushed up and used the tentacles on their necks to absorb the magic power of the magic barrier!
Dath'Remar saw that the hastily constructed protective barrier was changing from dark blue to light blue at a speed visible to the naked eye. Its energy was weakening!
"Increase the magic output!"
Dath'Remar ordered.
Those Highborne who were proficient in protection magic looked pained and took out a large number of magic crystals from their backpacks to charge the barrier.
These were all money!
However, they also knew what was more important. After all, it's better to be safe than sorry. If the person is gone, no matter how much property is in the package, it's useless.
"Everyone else, attack! Attack!"
Fireballs, Frostbolts, lightning, wind blades, and other evocation spells were fired out. Except for Valen'shen's guards and demon guards who were injured, the hellhounds were unscathed and were still trying to absorb magic power, even starting to show a tendency to split!
"Thal'anas! It's time to show your true skills." Dath'Remar shouted at a young elf. "Our spells are not working, quickly! Gather your family members!"
The Highborne, Thal'anas, who was named by Dath'Remar, was holding a war bow and killing demons. After hearing Dath'Remar's call, he stretched out his right hand and whistled!
Dozens of elves ran from all around.
Without exception, their weapons were also longbows, not the staffs commonly used by Highborne mages.
"Brothers!"
"Attack those ugly doggies!"
Inside the palace, the battle at the Leopard Room was intense, with the defecting Highborne finding the right way to fight.
Dath'Remar and the mages fought against the demon guards and the Royal Guard while maintaining the magical barrier, while Thalanas and his servants sniped at the hellhounds trying to break the barrier, barely holding the line.
Inside the side hall of the Leopard Room, Galen spoke again: "Next group, please hurry! Dath'Remar and your colleagues outside are risking their lives to buy you time, please don't waste it!"
"I'll go!"
A brave Highborne strode forward and went directly to the center of the magic circle.
"Before, it was to reassure you that we had the high priestesses of the Temple of the Moon do the experiment alone. Now that it's been tested, please all come in until the magic circle is full!"
Galen had used the teleportation staff to send Tyrande away. Now, with time running out, how could he let the Highborne go in one by one!
More Highborne poured into the side hall until it was packed with people.
Galen chanted the incantation again, guiding the magic circle on the ground.
The Highborne in the magic circle felt a burst of dizziness!
Even if you beat these elven mages to death, they wouldn't know that Galen's array was interlocked, with the outer teleportation runes being just a facade. The deepest array was the true core, and its greatest use was to make them dizzy.
Taking advantage of the array's effect, Galen quickly activated the return scroll hidden in the center of the array!
A huge, white circular rune appeared in the sky above the Leopard Room, followed by a flash of blinding light, and the side hall was empty.
Galen hid a new return scroll in the center of the magic circle again, and then walked out of the side hall.
"The first group has been sent away, quickly! Second group, hurry in, until it's full!"
Galen's shouts made the Highborne outside overjoyed!
In their view, this first group was made up of Highborne mages skilled in spatial magic. Even they trusted Prince Galen and dared to try, which meant they had accepted the teleportation array!
The chance to survive was right in front of them, and the second group of elves walked into the side hall again.
Then they also experienced a group dizziness, and then left Zin-Azshari!
Galen teleported away over a dozen groups of Highborne in a row, and the outer perimeter of the Leopard Room was lost.
Prolonged attacks angered Mannoroth, who was stationed here, and a large number of hellhounds attacked, directly shattering the hastily erected magical barrier of the Highborne. Then the demon guards smashed through the high walls of the Leopard Room and charged in.
These hellhounds leaped into the ranks of the resisting mages, knocking down two people, and another had his stomach cut open.
Then the tentacles on these hellhounds immediately pierced the victims, frantically absorbing their energy.
Dath'Remar was instantly furious, and he unleashed his full magical power, sending bolts of lightning down on the heads of the hellhounds. The two hellhounds, only focused on absorbing magic, were immediately struck, and their shattered corpses splattered like rain.
However, the situation would not change with Dath'Remar's anger. Outside the collapsed high wall, a wall of tall, tusked warriors appeared.
They were Doomguards!
Green flames spewed from their armor, and these Doomguards began to charge at the retreating Highborne.
However, on their way to the charge, they triggered the traps of the second line of defense and were instantly turned to ashes.
Red flames spewed out from the ground, and the Doomguards were constantly swallowed by this wall of fire, and the demons' screams echoed throughout the palace.
Soon, besides a pile of blackened armor on the ground, only floating black ash remained.
However, the numbers of the Burning Legion were overwhelming, and under Mannoroth's orders, they continued to surge forward.
Soon, this second line of defense's traps were flattened by their lives!
Under the pursuit of the Doomguards, the group of Highborne mages who stayed behind to resist were held back.
Dath'Remar had no choice but to take the lead in stopping and casting spells, constantly destroying these demons, but there were too many demons, and they couldn't block every demon that charged over.
Many mages had already been approached by the Doomguards, then had their bodies pierced by their huge weapons, and then were casually discarded to the side.
A Doomguard launched an attack on Dath'Remar from behind. Dath'Remar's attention was in front of him, and in front of him, a circle of demon corpses had already piled up. Under the attack of his Quel'dorei Staff and Flame Strike, no demon was his match.
Dath'Remar felt a gust of wind coming from the back of his head. His expression changed drastically, thinking that he was about to die on the spot.
Just when his dream of becoming king was about to be shattered here, the sound of bones breaking came, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Dath'Remar took the time to glance back and found that Galen had come. He had bisected a Doomguard who was sneaking up on him, saving his life.
"Galen, why did you come out!"
The battlefield was noisy, and Dath'Remar could only ask loudly, and then a demon was disemboweled by him and died instantly.
Galen also jumped over, and the greatsword in his hand was wielded with great force. Under the wide-open attacks, the Doomguards were killed by Galen along with their weapons, and the surrounding area was instantly cleared.
Dath'Remar nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Galen. At least he felt that his descendants were not bad. His martial skills were excellent, and he was also skilled in spatial magic, and like himself, he cultivated both martial arts and magic. The Sunstrider family had successors!
"Everyone else has left. I shouted for a long time and no one came in to teleport. I could only come out and see, and it turned out that you were the last group!"
"Well done! Galen!"
Dath'Remar was very excited. The original mortality rate of more than half was now only a dozen mages killed by the demons who had attacked in the final moments. Such losses were already very small!
Almost negligible!
Then Galen and the others continued to fight and retreat towards the location of the side hall!
This last group of Highborne were all fighter jets among the mages. Some were good at evocation magic, throwing fireballs, flame storms, frostbolts, and blizzards as if they didn't cost money. The remaining mages were even more skilled in defensive magic, and under their protection, their teammates' defenses were impenetrable.
Plus the elite archers led by Thalanas in the last group of Highborne, constantly killing enemies who got close.
With mutual cooperation, they resisted a demon army ten times their size.
It's just that the number of demons was too large. When they entered the side hall, the mages' magic power was almost exhausted, and their various mana gems had also been used up, and the situation was very critical!
The only thing supporting them was that they were already standing on the ground engraved with the teleportation array!
If there were no accidents, accidents would happen soon!
The eredar warlocks among the demons summoned hellfire, broke through the walls, and a large number of demons poured in!
Varothen was even more gloomy as he rushed to the front.
"None of you are going anywhere!"
Varothen roared in anger, and the long sword in his hand lit up with blue and red energy.
A large amount of arcane and fire magic energy gathered, and then he slammed the long sword heavily into the ground!
Boom!
A huge crack appeared in the ground!
In the desperate eyes of the Highborne elves, the crack in the ground spread like a spider web, and the magic circle carved by Galen also fell apart.
The magic fluctuations above also disappeared due to the destruction of the runes!
"No!"
Galen saw a Highborne elf angrily shoot an arrow.
Galen recognized him; he was the best archer among these Highborne elves.
The arrow flew towards Varothen's face with a whistling sound, but the elf's full-strength attack, filled with anger, was easily deflected by Varothen waving his long sword.
"Ineffectual attacks, a bunch of good-for-nothings who betrayed the Queen!"
Varothen's mockery seemed to make the Highborne elf who had just shot the arrow even angrier.
He drew the long sword from his waist and charged towards Varothen, breaking through the mages' defenses.
"Don't go! Talanas, come back!"
Dath'Remar anxiously tried to stop the young Highborne elf.
Galen was also thinking, 'Is this idiot unaware that impulsiveness is the devil?', Dath'Remar still has a return scroll I gave him.
Didn't you see that he hasn't despaired even when surrounded by demons and Azshara's Royal Guard?
Those who accomplish great things must maintain a composure that doesn't change even when Mount Tai collapses before them!
Galen was already looking at this young elf named Talanas with the expression of someone looking at a dead man.
He knew Varothen's strength very well.
This elf was too young and specialized in archery, making him no match for the magic swordsman Varothen.
It was a pity that he was so young, probably just coming of age.
He hoped that he was already married and had children, or that he wasn't the only heir of his family, otherwise, the High Elf Kingdom might not have his family's place in the future.
"Hahaha! Fool!"
Varothen looked disdainfully at the Highborne elf charging towards him.
He casually swung his long sword downwards with such speed that the elf could only raise his sword to parry, but he was overwhelmed by Varothen's enormous strength and could only kneel on the ground.
"Today, I will make sure the Windrunner family has no descendants!"
Varothen's face was ferocious, and the long sword flashed with red light, about to kill the Highborne elf in front of him!
Galen, who had been watching the show, panicked!
What did he hear!
The Windrunner family!
And their line is about to end!
Crap!
These are Sylvanas and Alleria's ancestors!
And the only ancestor at that!
Isn't this screwing people over!
No, he is screwing me over!
He doesn't screw over so many people present, but only me!
People screw over their fathers, but this ancestor screws over future generations!
Galen used the speed he hadn't shown in his previous twenty years, pushed through the crowd, flashed twice for half the distance, and then quickly activated the battle skill: Intercept!
Intercept: In a berserk stance, rush towards an ally or enemy at high speed.
Intercepting an enemy will stun them, while intercepting an ally can help them block attacks!
Varothen's sure-kill sword was successfully stopped by Galen, and Galen now had no respect for this Windrunner ancestor.
He directly grabbed the back of his neck with his left hand, picked him up like a kitten, and threw him towards Dath'Remar.
Of course, Galen still respected him, and took the time to cast a Slow Fall spell on him in mid-air, so that he wouldn't fall on his butt in a face-planting position.
"It's you?"
Varothen's words contained two meanings.
One was that he didn't expect Azshara's new favorite courtier, Prince Galen, to also be among the fleeing Highborne elves.
This surprised Varothen greatly; he had actually given up the glory of enjoying the new world within his grasp and chosen to betray.
The second layer was that Varothen had already recognized this long sword.
Although it was very ordinary, he would not be mistaken.
Savish, Azshara's High Advisor, had sent him to capture suspicious people, and it was this Prince Galen and his accomplices!
"Very good, I originally thought that tonight, whether or not I could clear out the rebellious elements, I would still be punished by Her Majesty the Queen, but I didn't expect to catch a big fish like Galen, making up for my mistakes tonight!"
"None of you can escape!"
"Catch them, dead or alive!"
Under Varothen's command, the demon army, which had just stopped its offensive, moved again, launching a charge against the Highborne elves!
In their opinion, these hundred or so mages could be killed in one round of charge!
Amidst the roars of the demons, Galen jumped back into the Highborne elves' formation, using the force of Varothen's attack.
"Dath'Remar!"
Galen called out loudly once again!
Dath'Remar also understood Galen's meaning.
He reached into his arms, took out a white scroll, and instantly poured his mental power into the scroll to activate it.
In Dath'Remar's mental power, the Return Scroll instantly locked onto all the Highborne elves!
"No!"
Varothen sensed something was wrong!
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Varothen threw the greatsword in his hand, and the greatsword spun rapidly, hitting Dath'Remar, but his attack could not hurt Dath'Remar, who was wrapped in white light.
A flash of white light passed, and only a dazed demon army and a pale-faced Varothen were left on the shattered ground!
When Dath'Remar's vision returned to normal, he saw the Highborne elves who had been teleported away in advance, as well as the Moon Priestess Tyrande, who looked worried.
"Thank the Moon Goddess, you have finally escaped!" Tyrande breathed a sigh of relief, and a heart that had been hanging finally came down.
"No, you shouldn't thank the Moon Goddess, you should thank Prince Galen, he saved us!"
The reckless Talanas instantly transformed into Galen's little fanboy, interrupting Tyrande's words.
His words made the surrounding Highborne elves agree; if it weren't for Galen's teleportation array, most of them would not have been able to escape from Zin-Azshari, and now they were still alive, with the opportunity to meet their families who had evacuated in advance.
"Alright, let's not stay here too long.
This place is not far from Black Rook Hold, let's quickly go find the rebels."
Galen didn't care about the Highborne elves' gratitude.
Could it be that he could make them promise themselves to him?
Besides, these people won't live past ten thousand years, and their descendants may not necessarily repay the kindness of their ancestors.
It's enough to have Dath'Remar and Talanas's gratitude.