Elune, is merely a handmaiden of Chen Thrall Stormstout.
The news spread throughout Azeroth, and unexpectedly, the Night Elf race remained calm and tacitly accepted it.
At this moment, Chen Stormstout, who is on vacation in Pandaria, is visiting the Vermilion Bird Temple, which is currently under reconstruction.
The Vermilion Bird Temple was destroyed in the past for resisting the tyranny of the Orcs, and its leader, Guo Daxia, lost all his martial arts skills.
Most of the people who destroyed the Vermilion Bird Temple became food for the Orcs and were buried in Orgrimmar.
In the homes of a few survivors, statues of Thrall are still enshrined.
Hearing that Chen Thrall Stormstout had returned home in glory, the people hurriedly melted down the statue and reshaped it into the likeness of Chen Stormstout, which they continued to worship daily.
In this world, those who eat people enjoy offerings, while those who are eaten die without a proper burial.
With these thoughts in mind, Chen Stormstout, arrived at the ruins of Vermilion Bird Temple. Recalling his childhood studies, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The old Pandaren guarding the gate recognized Chen Stormstout and smiled obsequiously:
"Warchief, when you entered the Vermilion Bird Temple to study, I knew you were no ordinary Pandaren, but a once-in-a-millennium dragon among men."
Chen Stormstout, somewhat displeased, said, "The meager martial arts of Vermilion Bird Temple are not worth learning. I only came here to experience the hardships of life."
The old Pandaren slapped himself hard across the face. "The Warchief is right. Elune, is your handmaiden. The martial arts of the Pandaren are nothing more than the fists and feet of ants."
Chen Stormstout laughed heartily:
"The pinnacle of Pandaren martial arts is the Unity of Heaven and Humanity, at most reaching the strength of those four reptiles, while I am the entire universe, all-encompassing and omnipotent."
The old Pandaren lowered his head meekly. "The Savior's martial arts have long surpassed the mortal realm; this old man is too dull to comprehend them."
"That's to be expected," Chen Stormstout. "I've come to see those four reptiles. I have a grudge against one of them, and it's time to settle it."
Chen Stormstout, spread the word that the August Celestials must go to the Vermilion Bird Temple to pay homage to the Great Savior, or they will face the consequences.
On the Pandaria Mistveil Trestle, Madam Goya, with her ethereal and refined demeanor, personally served her treasured tea to two distinguished guests.
One of them had a cold expression, as if he were detached from worldly affairs; he was the Emissary of the Moon Goddess.
The man opposite him had black hair and a black beard, a gaunt face, and a resolute expression; Medivh, the Guardian of Azeroth.
"That Chen Stormstout is too arrogant!" Medivh said angrily. "He actually claims that Elune, is his handmaiden. Doesn't he fear incurring divine wrath?"
The Emissary smiled faintly and said, "The name of the Moon Goddess is known far and wide, and those with ulterior motives are as numerous as the carp in this river. The Moon Goddess never takes such matters to heart."
Medivh frowned. "But Chen Stormstout is different. He's a rising star right now, the Savior of Azeroth, the lord of Kalimdor."
The Emissary said calmly, "Compared to the benefits that the Chen Stormstout brings us, the blasphemy against the Moon Goddess is tolerable."
Medivh was even more confused. "Chen Stormstout is just a Pandaren, what use is he to us?"
The Emissary raised his head. "Medivh, you're asking a question you already know the answer to. You should already know that the Army of the Light, the Burning Legion, Elune, and the Void forces that are eyeing us all covet the souls of the beings of Azeroth. Souls possess the most primal and purest power, which the Shadowlands call Anima."
Medivh put down his teacup. "I know the role of the soul, of course, but what does that have to do with Chen Stormstout?"
The Emissary explained unhurriedly, "Previously, we used the Orcs to instigate war. The cruel Thrall was the initial choice, but unfortunately, Thrall's greatest achievement was only the Battle of the Black Temple, where he contributed millions of souls. His performance got worse and worse afterward, so we replaced him with the even more cruel Garrosh. Unfortunately, he was not as good as Thrall."
"We painstakingly reconquered Draenor from thirty-five years ago, thinking we could make a fortune from the devastation of Azeroth. But as you've seen, the Seven Heroes of Draenor disappointed us. Times have changed. The Army of the Light has arrived, and the old methods no longer work."
Medivh still didn't understand and asked, puzzled, "So what's the new method?"
The Emissary chuckled and said, "The original plan was still to use Thrall, after all, he's an incompetent Orcs's good for nothing but brutality. But now it seems that Chen Stormstout is more suitable, which is why Elune, can tolerate his outrageous behavior."
Medivh nodded. "I understand. Chen Stormstout is an adventurer, naturally free-spirited and unrestrained, not a qualified leader."
The Emissary smiled smugly, "An uncontrollable wild horse, once given untamable power, will be the most terrible disaster in the world."
On the Timeless Isle, the August Celestials gathered together.
In their early years, the August Celestials were betrayed by Thrall and imprisoned on the Timeless Isle, where they were skinned and Eviscerate to provide food and equipment for the Horde.
Although the August Celestials were in a state of Unity of Heaven and Humanity, and could not die even after suffering all kinds of torment, their temperament was affected by this calamity, and their strength dropped drastically.
Although Chen Stormstout is still no match for any of the August Celestials, his current status is extraordinary, perfectly integrated with Thrall's reputation, and he is at the height of his power.
Therefore, the August Celestials dared not oppose Chen Stormstout.
Yu'lon, the Jade Serpent, Chi-Ji Chi-Ji, and Niuzao the Black Ox formed a triangle, surrounding Xuen the White Tiger in the center.
The Chi-Ji creature shot out two beams of red light and shrieked:
"Xuen, you ruined Chen Stormstout back then. Now he's seeking revenge. You must apologize to the great Savior."
Chen Stormstout was a martial arts prodigy. After displaying terrifying talent at Vermilion Bird Temple, Xuen stepped in, sealed most of his strength, and secretly destroyed his foundation.
This was an agreement among the August Celestials, guaranteeing that no powerful being would emerge from among the mortals to threaten them.
Xuen the White Tiger, "I'm not convinced!"
"Don't forget, this was our joint idea. I was just unlucky; the one standing in front of the stage offended the Savior. If it's a matter of apologizing, we should all go together."
Yu'lon, the Jade Serpent calmly said, "Xuen, it's better for one person to take all the responsibility than for the four of us to suffer together. It also gives us some room to maneuver."
Xuen the White Tiger was utterly enraged. "Don't think I don't understand you. If the Savior were to take his anger out on me, you would only kick me when I'm down."
Niuzao the Black Ox let out a muffled groan and exhaled two streams of snow-white breath:
"Further words are pointless. Let's join forces to capture Xuen and hand it over to the great Savior."
Chi-Ji said Chi-Ji, "Xuen, if you continue to be so stubborn, don't blame us for being impolite."
"Four idiots."
A discordant voice rang out, and the August Celestials hurriedly turned around.
"Who dares to challenge the majesty of the August Celestials?"
Illidan appeared behind the August Celestials, transforming into a Demons form. His terrifying oppressive aura rendered the August Celestials as if they were in the deep sea, unable to move.
The August Celestials immediately realized that even combined, they were no match for Illidan.
Chi-Ji asked in Chi-Ji voice, "What are your orders, Lord Illidan?"
Illidan coldly replied, "Chen Stormstout has learned Thrall's way of thinking, and is even more ruthless Thrall. How Thrall treated you back then, Chen Stormstout must have been a hundred times more ruthless."
The August Celestials trembled with fear.
"I have a way to save you," Illidan said proudly.