Upon seeing Ysera's expression, Moira knew she had made the right bet.
The Dream Hammer can create effects similar to Nightmares, Moira quickly associated it with the Emerald Dream.
Ysera looked down at Moira: "You know about the Dream Hammer?"
Moira nodded and said softly, "My father told me about the Dream Hammer. I guess it must be a treasure from the Emerald Dream."
Ysera gently closed her eyes and sighed:
"The Emerald Dream is a world created by the Titans. Because several Titans Relics were lost, it was invaded by Nightmares. The Dream Hammer is one of the lost Titans Relics. A cunning Satyr stole it and somehow it fell into the hands of your ancestor."
Moira asked curiously, "Why don't you ask my ancestors for the Dream Hammer back?"
Ysera looked around fearfully and said in a low voice:
"Moira, the Bronzebeard Clan serves the Elune. How dare we snatch treasures from Elune's servants? Even if this item originally belonged to the Emerald Dream."
"So that's how it is," Moira finally understood the mystery in her heart, and tentatively asked:
"Your Excellency Ysera, if I am willing to return the Dream Hammer, could you grant me one request? You probably know that I will become the Queen of Ironforge sooner or later."
Ysera looked at Moira excitedly and asked, "Are you really willing to return the Dream Hammer?"
Moira nodded. "I can promise to return the Dream Hammer to the Emerald Dream after I die. Your lifespan is much longer than mine, so you should be quite willing to wait."
The lifespan of Dwarves cannot compare to that of the Dragon King. If nothing unexpected happens, Ysera's lifespan is almost endless, so she doesn't mind waiting for a while.
"Alright, generous Moira, what do you want?"
Moira's gaze was Steadfast as she solemnly declared:
"I want to know more about the secrets of the Dream Hammer. You are the Green Dragonflight Queen, and the Dream Hammer is a treasure of the Emerald Dream. You must know more about it than my father did."
Ysera looked at Moira with curiosity, sensing the little Dwarf's determination, which must be hiding a terrible conspiracy. Ysera had seen many such things before, so she didn't take it to heart.
"That's right. Dwarves can only unleash a fraction of the Dream Hammer's power. The Dream Hammer can not only create Nightmares, but also subtly alter a person's thoughts, implanting terrifying subconscious thoughts into deeper layers of dreams, influencing decisions, and even causing people to commit suicide upon waking. However, I must warn you, you must use the Dream Hammer with caution. Using it too often could lead to becoming trapped in a dream from which you cannot escape, which is far more terrifying than death."
Moira replied softly, "I will use the Dream Hammer with caution."
Ysera took out a green scale and handed it to Moira:
"This is a scale that fell off my body. With this scale, you can unleash the full power of the Dream Hammer. Don't worry, I won't interfere in anything."
Ysera and Moira signed a pact that once Moira died, a Green Dragonflight would take the pact to Ironforge to reclaim the Dream Hammer.
Moira held the scales of the Green Dragon Ysera, laughing heartily.
After her conversation with Ysera ended, Jaina, who had been waiting impatiently, asked Moira without hesitation:
"Moira, I've helped you meet Ysera. When will you help me steal Anduin?"
Moira said confidently, "Don't be impatient, I'll soon become the Queen of Ironforge."
Jaina stared at Moira in surprise, feeling that this best friend was somewhat of a stranger.
Magni Bronzebeard stood atop the World Tree, with a bright full moon hanging above his head.
As the secret Guardian of the World Tree, Magni recognized it at a glance as Nordrassil, the World Tree had long been destroyed.
"I'm dreaming, and such a vivid dream is definitely suspicious."
Magni's eyelids twitched. His first suspicion was that Moira had used the Dream Hammer on him. His heart skipped a beat, and he felt incredibly disappointed.
Magni frowned deeply, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind. He pulled a colorful spinning top from his pocket.
The top spun rapidly, splitting into two, then four, and so on, until it became a dense, colorful mass that filled Magni's field of vision.
This spinning top is also Titans Relic, a treasure that can bring dreams into the world.
Magni breathed a sigh of relief. A dream created by mortals could not withstand so many spinning tops. In the end, it would cause the user to have a mental breakdown and become a living dead, thus forcibly ending the dream.
"If it wasn't Moira, then who created this dream before us?"
Magni looked around, and suddenly his vision blurred as he saw a pure white statue of the Moon Goddess, surrounded by magnificent decorations in the style of the night Night Elves.
The Temple of the Moon in Darnassus.
Magni muttered to himself, then suddenly noticed something astonishing and couldn't take his eyes off it.
Tyrande swam to and fro in the pond beneath the Moon Goddess, like a mermaid.
"Thank you, Elune, this is truly a beautiful dream."
Just as Magni was engrossed in watching and gradually lowering his guard, a voice came from the direction of the Moon Goddess: "My faithful servant, Magni Bronzebeard, Thrall is plotting to destroy Azeroth, and you must stop him."
Magni hurriedly knelt on the ground. "Great Elune, your loyal servant is willing to obey your commands. Please, merciful Moon Goddess, guide me."
The Moon Goddess's voice sounded strange, unlike anything she'd heard before.
"Muradin Bronzebeard brought back a stone tablet from Ulduar. It was Titans Relic that allowed communication with the elementals of Azeroth. In ancient times, the Titans conquered the elementals and made a pact with them. Whoever possessed this stone tablet could become the master of the elementals."
Magni was overjoyed upon hearing this; being able to control the elements was tantamount to controlling the entire world.
"You must be careful," the Moon Goddess warned. "The elements do not wish to be enslaved, so they left a curse on the Elemental Tablets. As long as you silently recite my name, you will not be affected by the curse."
The Moon Goddess's warning actually put Magni completely at ease, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared.
I woke up to find it was already daylight. I recalled last night's dream, each scene vividly present in my memory.
People tend to think more when they are awake. Magni was not without doubts about last night's dream, but he dared not disobey the Moon Goddess's will. At the same time, he was secretly thinking that even if something unexpected happened, Moira would definitely be able to inherit his throne.
Inside a house in Ironforge, Moira let out a long sigh of relief.
Magni's spinning top had a great impact on her; without the help of the Green Dragonflight scales, Moira might have fallen into a deep sleep forever.
The spinning top caused Moira's dream to collapse, forcing her to recreate the dream of the Temple of the Moon. She also used Tyrande's swimming to distract Magni, lest he discover the flaw in her dream.
To ensure everything went perfectly, Moira also implanted a subconscious sense of familial affection into Magni.
All that's left is to wait.
Not long after, Muradin received a letter from his Magni, who gave him a firm order to return to Ironforge immediately with the Slate of Ulduar.
"Did Moira's plan succeed?"
Muradin had no idea what his niece had done and felt uneasy.