Man proposes, God disposes.
The Temple of the Moon is protected by the power of the Moon Goddess, Robbie cannot see what is happening inside through the Eye of C'Thun.
When Tyrande secretly escaped from the Temple of the Moon and sought help from Illidan, Robbie witnessed the entire scene and was surprised at how well the scheme had worked.
"Illidan plans to storm the Temple of the Moon and assassinate Broxigar Saurfang."
Robbie sensed something was amiss; Illidan might be in danger, so he went to consult with Xavius.
Upon hearing Robbie's account of what had happened, Xavius turned pale and trembled with fear. "No, no, this is a conspiracy, a trap. Illidan probably won't escape the Temple of the Moon."
"You mean, Tyrande lied?" Robbie recalled Tyrande's expression, which didn't seem like a pretense.
"Perhaps Tyrande wasn't lying. She really does need Illidan's help. I know Tyrande too well. She'll beg Illidan for help, and then betray him instantly for her own benefit. Otherwise, how could she have risen to the position of Chief Priestess?"
Everyone in a high position is extraordinary; they either possess exceptional abilities or have methods that ordinary people lack.
Xavius was extremely anxious, pacing back and forth inside, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.
Looking at the flustered and conflicted Xavius, Robbie asked, somewhat puzzled, "Illidan's power is immense. Although the Temple of the Moon is unfathomable, it might not be able to trap Illidan."
After a two-second silence, Xavius shook his head with a wry smile, "Robbie, you don't understand the true power of the Moon Goddess. In order to control Azeroth, the Moon Goddess drove the Emerald Dream into Azeroth."
Robbie frowned slightly. "The Emerald Dream should belong to the realm of natural magic."
Xavius nodded. "That's right, but Nightmares exist in the Emerald Dream. Nightmares can hatch life, and there is evidence that there is a manipulator behind Nightmare. Some speculate that it is Elune. The Tear of Elune are the Vessel that holds the power of Nightmares. Once corrupted by the power of Nightmares, they will lose their own power and be controlled at will."
Robbie gasped. He recalled how, ten thousand years later, Xavius used the Eye of Elune to hatch Ysera, the Green Dragonflight King, and drove her to attack the Temple of the Moon Ysera, leading to Ysera's demise.
Illidan will likely not escape the effects of Nightmare Corruption either.
"In that case, there's still time. We can go and stop Illidan," Robbie suggested.
Xavius shook his head bitterly. "I know Illidan too well. He won't listen to our advice. I guess he could foresee Tyrande's plot, but he still went anyway. That's just the kind of person he is."
This is not good; could it have backfired?
Could it be that Illidan's ten thousand years of tragedy were not of his own volition, but rather a result of the corruption of the Nightmare power?
"Let's go take a look around the Temple of the Moon."
Having exhausted all other options, Robbie had no choice but to do this.
A quiet night, the magnificent Temple of the Moon.
This is a work of art that perfectly blends nature and man-made architecture. Trees and tall stone pillars grow almost together, vines climb all over the walls made of huge stones, and emerald green moss reflects a silvery glow.
Hidden in the dense bushes, Illidan secretly calculated the time, estimating that Tyrande had already returned to her room.
The time had come, and Illidan began his operation. He carefully avoided the Guards in the courtyard and found the weak point that Tyrande had pointed out.
With a gentle flick of his fist, Illidan shattered the Moon Goddess's protective shield.
A hole the size of a person appeared in the protective shield, and it was slowly being repaired by the power of the Moon Goddess. We must return before the repair is completed.
Illidan went into the cave. Although he was under Maiev's control, Tyrande still had enough connections to divert a large number of Guards and create opportunities for Illidan.
After entering the Temple of the Moon, they encountered no obstacles along the way and did not see a single Guards.
The more things went smoothly, the more uneasy Illidan felt.
But he was too proud. Having never encountered any setbacks, he was overly confident in his own abilities.
They successfully approached Broxigar's room, the most luxurious residence in the Temple of the Moon. It was in this room that Elisande, the Chief High Archmage of Suramar, stayed when he visited the Temple of the Moon.
Now, a savage Orcs lives here.
Illidan had already heard the Orcs' snoring. Illidan secretly cast a scouting spell and confirmed the Orcs' location. He took a deep breath; this raid had to be swift, and the target couldn't be allowed to cry for help.
To ensure a successful retreat, one must remain sufficiently concealed to avoid alerting the guards of the Temple of the Moon.
With his hand placed on the door of the room, the sturdy oak door rapidly disintegrated under the influence of magic, revealing a large hole.
With a "whoosh" sound.
A streak of light flashed past, Illidan, swift as Lightning, slipped into the room, striking the sleeping Broxigar with a palm strike.
Before Broxigar could even regain his senses, he vanished from the bed, turning into a pile of charred ashes.
It was a success.
Illidan crawled out of the hole and returned as quickly as possible via the same route.
He believed that even if Tyrande had set a trap, it wouldn't be able to trap him.
However, when Illidan returned to the weak point of the shield, he found that the hole had disappeared.
Illidan frowned. There shouldn't be enough time to fix it, but it didn't matter.
He threw another punch, striking the Moon Goddess's protective shield.
The Moon Goddess's protective shield remained intact, but it trembled, and a piercing alarm echoed throughout the entire Temple of the Moon.
Illidan closed his eyes; he realized this was Tyrande's scheme, and he had fallen for it.
So that's how it is; the Temple of the Moon's defenses have no weak points.
The so-called weak point was that Tyrande deliberately disabled certain defenses; no one knew the defenses here better than the Chief Priestess of the Temple of the Moon.
Illidan is now trapped in the Temple of the Moon.
Illidan wasn't about to give up easily; he clung to the corridor ceiling like a gecko, using magic to disguise himself.
What happened?
Maiev Shadowsong rushed out of the room; at this moment, she was the person in charge of the Temple of the Moon.
"Someone has broken into the Temple of the Moon and triggered the magical alarm," the guard reported to Maiev.
Maiev's heart sank upon hearing this, and her expression turned grim. This was her first time taking charge of the Temple of the Moon, and for this to happen was a challenge to her authority.
"Check immediately for any damage. This is bad, Your Emissary."
Maiev rushed to the Emissary's room and saw a large hole in the door. Maiev turned pale and hurriedly entered the room.
Seeing the pile of ashes on the bed, Maiev almost fainted.
The most noble divine Emissary died in the Temple of the Moon, and he himself was to blame.
Calm down, calm down, Maiev told herself.
She crouched down and carefully examined the footprints on the ground; Maiev herself was an extremely skilled tracker.
The intruder was incredibly skilled, leaving almost no trace, but she still managed to find a few clues.
A tall, imposing man— Illidan immediately came to Maiev's mind.
Following the trail, Maiev arrived at the Moon Goddess Barrier that Illidan had failed to destroy.
"The murderer didn't escape; he's hiding in the Temple of the Moon. Find him."
Maiev gave the order without expression.
Unfortunately, Illidan's disguise magic was as superb as his strength. The guards searched the entire Temple of the Moon but still couldn't find Illidan. The Moon Goddess guards even passed beneath Illidan several times.
Maiev was so anxious her eyes turned red. She couldn't find the murderer, and she couldn't explain it to the Moon Goddess.
As time dragged on, the murderer was still not found, and the guards' expressions as they looked at Maiev changed.
"Has the killer still not been found, Maiev?"
Tyrande, dressed in the robes of Chief Priest and holding Bow of Elune, stood imposingly and questioned Maiev.