Tyrande first bowed deeply to Duque. "Thank you for your great contribution to the safety of the World of Azeroth."
Despite her gratitude, Tyrande's eyes could not hide the sadness in them.
In order to save the World of Azeroth, Duque did not hesitate to risk his final attack. She had seen it with her own eyes. Objectively speaking, this was definitely a feat worthy of praise. It was a feat worthy of being sung by bards for thousands of years.
Unfortunately, it wasn't a good thing for the Night Elves at all.
After thinking about it, Tyrande decided to say it out loud. "Even though the explosion destroyed the World Tree, Nordrassil, the Well of Eternity, and Mount Hyjal, as the sacred mountain of the Night Elves for tens of thousands of years, Mount Hyjal has a very special place. The Cenarion Circle has already begun surveying to see if they can restore Mount Hyjal's vitality. The problem is that the explosion seemed to have caused the space to become unstable. Now, there is a huge spatial rift at the top of the mountain. "
Spatial rift?
Duque was a little confused. He was very sure that such a scene did not exist in the original history.
However, since the explosion of the Well of Eternity had destroyed the ancient Kalimdor continent and created the Endless Sea, it was not surprising that a spatial rift had appeared. Therefore, it wouldn't be too strange for a spatial rift to appear in this explosion that was just as earth-shattering and earth-shattering.
Tyrande deliberated for a moment. "Perhaps you also know. Because the High Elves used to abuse arcane magic and conduct various forbidden experiments, the Night Elves and the High Elves who were good at arcane magic separated. "
Tyrande tried to choose words that were not too provocative while paying attention to Queen Sylvanas' reaction.
Sylvanas smiled. "Please don't take it to heart. In order to take revenge on the Burning Legion, we have changed our name to Sin 'dorei. The forbidden experiments you mentioned were actually banned by our elders five thousand years ago, when Anastrian Sunstrider was still in Quel 'dorei. "
Tyrande heaved a sigh of relief. This made it easier to talk.
"There is not a single Wizard among the Night Elves. We are not good at dealing with these problems, so we can only ask for help from the Alliance. The reason why I came to find you, Sir Marcus, is naturally because you are a Breaking Dawn Great Wizard … Eh, even if you are no longer a wizard, I believe that your precious knowledge and experience can be of help to the Night Elves. Moreover, the Night Elves are very grateful for the alliance's help this time. If possible, I hope that both sides can carry out further exchanges and cooperation. "
The Night Elves were testing the waters.
After all, the three factions had just fought side by side, and the camaraderie between comrades would not fade so quickly. On the other hand, as a wise leader, Tyrande had an unspeakable worry — the expansion of the Horde's influence.
In the eyes of most Night Elves, Orcs, Trolls, and Taurens were coarse, barbaric, and warlike.
Now that the Burning Legion's demons were in front of them, the three factions naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to start a conflict. What if the demon wasn't here?
In front of them was the simplest problem of survival and territory.
To the south of Grey Valley, it was mostly barren land. Apart from the Night Elves' stronghold on Sador Island in the southwest of the mainland, the Feathermoon Stronghold, the Night Elves had almost no territorial claims on the entire south-central region of the Kalimdor mainland.
It was different for the Horde.
The Horde, freed from the control of the Alliance, would definitely usher in a period of explosive expansion in the following period of time. Tyrande could almost foresee the conflict between the Night Elves and the Horde in Grey Valley and the Stoneclaw Mountains in the future.
The destruction of the World Tree, Nordrassil, caused the Night Elves to lose their immortality. For the Night Elves, who had an extremely long lifespan, this was not a big problem for the time being. If there was no war …
Because of immortality and the pursuit of freedom, the Night Elves' fertility rate was so low that it made one's hair stand on end. However, they had not adjusted their mentality from losing the blessing of immortality. This time, they had lost another hundred thousand elites. If there was a continuous war, the Night Elves' population would not be able to cope with the meat-grinder of war.
In addition to the battle in Grey Valley, the Night Elves had lost the demigod Cenarius and nearly ten thousand Elven Hunters.
The Night Elves and the Horde could be considered to have a huge grudge. However, they had just fought together, and the Taurens who believed in the doctrine of nature had joined the Horde. This made the Night Elves unable to find an excuse to start a war even if they wanted to take advantage of the Horde's unstable footing.
Was the new hatred and territorial conflict with the Horde more important, or the so-called hatred from eight thousand years ago more important?
Even an idiot would know which one to choose.
Moreover, the High Elves were already ruled by the Ranger Queen who was more inclined towards the Nature Element.
Thus, it was almost inevitable to get close to the Alliance that had crushed the Horde twice.
History overlapped again, and it was inevitable. Duque was not surprised by Tyrande's probing. He smiled and replied on the spot, "The Alliance is an organization that unites the various kingdoms and races with the highest common goal of the World of Azeroth's safety. Although I have temporarily resigned as the commander of the Alliance, I think the Alliance will be very happy to have deeper exchanges and cooperation with a peace-loving race like the Night Elves, who have a deep foundation and history. If there is a chance, the Alliance will also welcome the Night Elves to join the family of the Alliance. "
With Duque's status and identity, the two queens present also nodded in agreement. The general direction of this matter was considered to be set.
Next, settling the spatial rift was a trivial matter.
Duque agreed on the spot. Within three days, he would organize a group of powerful Wizards, such as Kael 'thas and the Dragon Wizard Krasus, to go together.
The atmosphere of the meeting was so friendly and warm that both sides began to close the distance and call each other by name.
Tyrande also took the opportunity to do Duque a favour. "Duque, actually! Other than teaching me how to fight, the Moon Goddess Elune also taught me a lot of skills in exorcism. If you don't mind, Duque, I can help you take a look at your state. If there are any remnants of evil power, I might be able to help you. "
Towards Tyrande's goodwill, Duque was a little annoyed.
Professionals who used dark power had always been unpopular in the Alliance. Just look at the newly built Stormwind City. Warlocks could only hole up in the 'Lambs to the Slaughter' Hotel and play secret associations. Even after the destruction of the Dalajan and the Dalajan Wizards and Warlocks reconciled, the Warlocks still received pitifully little training resources.
The problem was that since Tyrande had put it this way, Duque could only stand up.
"Please don't get too excited about what happens next. I can still perfectly control this part of the dark power."
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