Eighty percent of the land sank into the sea, and the night elves' empire went with the wind, and the remaining elves were less than one-twentieth of their peak.

The most serious thing is that the Well of Eternity was destroyed, and a large number of demons were also submerged by the vortex. The elves can no longer use evil energy normally. If you don’t want to be burned to ashes by evil energy from the inside out, you need to endure it! End the pain of the chaotic magic remnants raging in your body.

"Ahem... I can't die! I will definitely survive! The teacher must have a way to save me!" Malfurion was one of the few survivors. When the sky collapsed and the earth broke, he was carrying out a mission in the western region of the empire. This was considered a disaster. However, the influence of evil energy was constantly eroding his mind. At this time, he was in great pain. The stronger his former power was, the greater the backlash at this time.

He stumbled and climbed the beach, and he fell to the ground. He didn't know where this place was before, but he only knew that it was a beach now.

"It's so embarrassing, my dear brother." A familiar and unusual voice sounded in his ears. He looked up with difficulty, only to feel that there was golden light in front of him, was it sunlight or a flash in his eyes? He couldn't tell it, only to feel that the golden light was dazzling.

Illidan did not have the ability to predict the future. He and Tyrande were completely passing by, and he had no idea that he would meet Malfurio in advance.

Illidan studied with Senarius for three years and is now officially starting his sect. The previous shocking sword and the familiar voice made him feel quite complicated. He left Anqira to see if he could do something for the night elves and was ready to teach the way of nature to the elves.

"Teacher, he is an elf warlock!" The young elf with green hair is the student Illidan just collected on the road, named Vandal Deer Helmet!

Tyrande also said: "Is this the brother who beat you many times? The evil energy in his body is already very strong, and it is also painful to make him live in the world..."

The meaning in her words was that individuals could understand it. They also met many elves and sorcerers along the way. The arcane is relatively gentle, and the evil energy is too irritable. If the pain of blood elves demons on another timeline is one, then the pain of these elves and sorcerers in front of them is ten.

Illidan looked at his brother crawling on the beach like a wild beast, and felt mixed emotions.

In the end, he rejected Tyrande's proposal.

"He is my brother. No matter what happens afterwards, he loved me when he was a child, even if I lose face for him... I will imprison him and treat him for a thousand years, ten thousand years! No matter how long I will persevere!"

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The Legion of Hope evacuated Azeroth. With the collapse of the Night Elf Empire, and with the strange creatures transported from various messy corners of the universe, many new races emerged, and an era that can be called the era of hundreds of races has arrived.

Illidan imprisoned Malfurio, and he wanted to use the power of nature to heal his brother. If he wanted to add a deadline to this imprisonment, he would say it would be ten thousand years.

Over the years, he has traveled to every corner of the world, not only the night elves, but also as long as someone is willing to listen or learn, he will teach the druids from Senarius.

He believes that the way of nature can save Azeroth, who is on the verge of breaking.

Hu En Gaoling, the great hero of the Tauren, followed him for two hundred years. They wiped out demons around the world, healed the pain of the earth, and attacked those messy alien lives, and continued to compile their own diaries.

Afterwards, he returned to his own tribe and passed away safely.

Illidan has been running around for the future of Azeroth, but unfortunately he is unable to do so by relying solely on himself.

He established the Senario Parliament, which had a very peaceful purpose and welcomed the druids of all races to join.

"You still lack one thing, elves." When he returned to the gathering place of his tribe, a sudden voice called him.

"...you!!" Illidan, who was already a big druid, instantly took out his weapon, a pair of battle blades used by the Odaqi people.

It took two hundred years to be considered as having barely recovered from his injuries, and Illidan was also tall, but he still looked a little short in front of the opponent's height of more than two meters.

Due to his limitations in his realm, he could not accurately grasp Archmond's strength. Now he is clear, but what he feels after clarity is despair. He feels that he may not be qualified to fight with this powerful mage for another ten thousand years.

Archmond was very polite: "Maybe in your opinion, hope the Legion is extremely sinful, but we have never enslaved any race, we have done countless good things where you cannot see, and the whole universe has become better and more active because of our existence."

He bowed his head slightly: "I am really sorry for the damage caused by Azeroth, but sometimes, the elimination of evil requires some intense means, not to mention the greatest sin of the entire universe."

Archmond pointed to the mountain not far away: "Please come with me, let's talk as we go."

After leaving the settlement of the tribe, Illidan agreed and walked far away. If he fought, he would not need to worry about the lives of these elves. Illidan followed Archmond toward the top of the mountain.

As he walked, he pondered the sentence: "You mean... Azeroth is the most sinful place in the world?"

Archmond nodded calmly: "The Legion has been to countless planets. Well, for us, the world under your feet is a planet. This is the first time that the planet that can resist the Legion has been met in my long life."

Illidan was half-believing and half-doubted: "But we did nothing, where should we start with sin?"

"Original sin, if you say it according to your worldview, it means that this planet has evil power."

They slowly went up the mountain, and Illidan didn't have much disgust towards Archmond. This was a profound and wise leader, and his powerful personality charm. Even if both sides were enemies, he could not ignore it.

"Here." Archmond came to the top of the mountain, looked around, and then took out a seed with a golden halo.

Illidan couldn't understand his operation: "What are you...what are you going to do?"

"Help you plant trees, a world tree that can purify evil energy! This represents the apology of Ms. Hope."

After helping the night elves plant a world tree on Mount Hygal, Archmond left Azeroth in a spaceship.

His injuries have not fully recovered, and he still needs to rest for hundreds of years to help the night elves plant trees. It is completely the product of a titan's evil affair...
Chapter completed!