Even as the High Priest of the Moon, Tyrande was unable to heal this kind of injury. Without the World Tree, Sarah Hill's last hope of survival had also disappeared.

And there was an even more terrifying fact that Tyrande had concealed.

Jarod's only relative, his sister Maiev Shadowsong, has been confirmed... to have died in the Black Coast battlefield, and it is very likely that the body and soul were taken away by those damn Dark Blade undead, and

Given Jarod's current condition, Tyrande still felt it would be better to hide the news.

Tyrande opened the window of the Temple of the Moon. This newly built building was not as majestic as the original Temple of the Moon, and could even be called shabby. However, after communicating with Elune in person, Tyrande already understood.

Although Elune did not tell her clearly the reason for the birth of the night elves and the mission they shouldered, Tyrande is a smart woman, and she can guess...

The Old God hidden in the darkness of the world is Elune's greatest enemy, and the enemy that the night elves must defeat!

"call"

A cold wind suddenly blew in Tyrande's room. The Night Warrior turned around suddenly, with a silver double-headed war scythe in her hand. She looked at the shadow behind her with a standard warrior posture.

But I saw a most familiar person.

Malfurion...her dead husband, her true love.

"Bang"

The war scythe in Tyrande's hand fell to the ground. The poor woman took a step forward with a sad face. She stretched out her hand and tried to touch Malfurion's cheek, but the latter shook his head and took a step back.

, let yourself be in that cold darkness.

"My Tyrande... I am no longer the Malfurion you remember. I came here tonight to tell you something you must know."

"But I want to hear you say it more. I want to hear it from your own mouth that you will never leave me!"

Tyrande, who acted as tough as steel in front of outsiders, was like an unreasonable girl. She took a sudden step and hugged Malfurion tightly in front of her, who wanted to kill Tyrande.

Rand pushed away, but in the end, he sighed, stroked his wife's hair as before, and said softly in a voice lacking emotion:

"Tyrion took away the inheritance of the night elves... but Elune personally came to the dead world, forcing the lord of the dead world to return all the elven souls he plundered to you in the form of newborn babies... This

The process may last for several years. After the baby boom ends, the fertility rate of the night elves will reach the same level as that of the high elves, and the Kaldorei civilization will not collapse due to the loss of the World Tree..."

"But the rules of the dead world have begun to change the present world. My Tyrande, elves, humans, orcs, all civilizations will eventually be included in the cycle of life and death established by Tyrion, but don't worry, Elune is still

Under the protection of the Kaldorei and under the majesty of the Moon God, the night elves will gain a new form of reproduction that will no longer be constrained..."

"This is a disaster, but it is also a new life. The shackles on the Kaldorei have been completely broken. Although we paid a heavy price, you are finally free. Continue to walk bravely, Tyrande, and

Together with Illidan and Jarod, take your people and continue on, and eventually become a part of this changing world that cannot be ignored..."

"I don't want this! I don't want to hear this!"

Tyrande screamed with tears streaming down her face:

"I only want you! I only want you! Malfurion, don't leave me!"

"well..."

Malfurion stretched out his cold fingers and lifted Tyrande's cheek filled with sadness and tears. He leaned down and kissed Tyrande's forehead gently. He said:

"I have been with you for ten thousand years, my Tyrande. It was the best ten thousand years of my life..."

"But, that is already in the past, forget me...I must also be forgotten."

"Start a new life...I will pray for you in hell."
Chapter completed!