Be skeptical, don't be easily swayed.
Even what you see and hear with your own eyes and ears may be false.
Having lived on Earth and witnessed the full spectrum of the information explosion and the internet age, Robbie understands this principle profoundly.
He had been calmly observing Hakkar and a Demons of the Burning Legion, to see how credible his words were.
Compared to Robbie's composure, Illidan and Xavius were much more reckless, almost completely losing their guard. This had little to do with their innate talents or personalities, but was mainly determined by their experience and living environment.
"You're absolutely right, that's right. Elune, is definitely up to no good. Her goal is to destroy us Night Elves. What a despicable evil god!" Illidan said gleefully.
Hakkar's words were exactly what Illidan wanted to hear. If Hakkar weren't a Demons, Illidan would have considered him his brother.
After introducing themselves, Hakkar warmly invited the three to sit down and enjoy the food and wine.
Robbie saw the power of points and planes; the food created by these magic spells was not unusual, but rather purer than ordinary food, without any impurities or flaws.
Creating food and crafting everyday items directly with magic, everything needed for daily life comes easily to Robbie. He couldn't help but marvel at how practical this method was, an essential skill for both home and travel.
The four ate and drank, and Illidan and Xavius asked Hakkar for advice on the magic of creating objects. Hakkar didn't hide anything and gave them careful guidance. Both were geniuses and quickly mastered this kind of magic.
"To be honest, the Night Elves of Mount Hyjal have greatly disappointed me."
Hakkar said with some concern, "I am actually an observer for the Burning Legion, similar to a scout. I enter the worlds we need to observe first, and if the world does not meet our Legion's standards, we will send troops to destroy it."
"Destruction?" Illidan was taken aback.
Xavius was clever; in his shock, he tentatively asked:
"I don't know what the requirements of this standard are?"
Hakkar blinked and slowly said, "Actually, this standard is very lenient. Whether someone is barbaric, backward, or even indulgent and unambitious, we will not pay attention to them."
"The universe is teeming with life, with various civilizations emerging one after another. The Legion's only criterion is that there can be no potential threats. When I entered the magical city of Azshara, I was quite satisfied with Azeroth. This is a truly civilized planet. In less than ten thousand years, Azeroth will possess the same strength as the Legion."
"Later I entered Suramar City and saw the nobles enjoying luxury. But that's nothing. We live, we fight, we study magic, all to create a good life and enjoy life. It's just a different choice, nothing wrong with it."
"Until I entered Mount Hyjal, where the power of Moon Goddess shrouded the land, and I discovered the crisis threatening Azeroth and the entire universe, your queen, unwilling to interfere with the freedom of her subjects and fully respecting the customs of every Night Elf, had good intentions. Unfortunately, she did not understand what Elune, represented."
Hakkar's expression darkened. "The more I see and experience, the more compassion fills my heart. I don't want the tragedy of countless worlds being destroyed to befall Azeroth."
"Fortunately, I met the three of you. Not all the Night Elves of Mount Hyjal are ignorant; there are talented people like you. This gives me hope. I hope you can make the Queen realize the danger posed by Elune."
The origins of Elune, are arguably one of the greatest mysteries of Azeroth; even Robbie, a time traveler, is unaware of her background.
Robbie then realized that Hakkar was trying to seduce Illidan and Xavius to help Queen Azshara fight against Elune. Regardless of his true motives, it aligned with Robbie's current understanding.
After finishing their meal, the group set off together towards the Magic City of Azshara.
Hakkar, had lived a long and rich life, and was extremely knowledgeable. He talked incessantly throughout the journey, recounting his experiences in various worlds and the customs and traditions of different places. This greatly amazed Illidan and Xavius, who had been closed-minded and deaf.
A few days later, with the help of magic, they finally arrived in Azshara.
The Magic City of Azshara, from a distance, looks like a magnified version of Dalaran. This city, built on the edge of the Well of Eternity, doesn't look particularly remarkable under the sunlight; the buildings are tall and grand, but not exactly exquisite.
Upon entering the city, I discovered that the streets were incredibly clean, with hardly any Night Elves in sight. Tall magical golems patrolled the streets, and there were all sorts of novel magical creations, some walking, some flying.
There were no shops hawking their wares, no colorful billboards; all daily necessities could be obtained through magic, and commerce disappeared, leaving the wide streets feeling extremely empty.
"Why can't I see anyone?" Illidan asked, puzzled.
The Hakkar smiled mysteriously, "Don't use your eyes to see, nor your ears to hear. Use magic to feel, to connect heart to heart. Feel your kin; they are watching you, and you are watching them."
Illidan and Xavius closed their eyes together, and Robbie followed suit in a similar manner.
Under the influence of magic, the buildings, streets, and the entire city vanished.
There were only countless points of light in the world, each representing a Night Elf, like stars in the sky, all connected by magic. Robbie was astonished; this city actually had millions of Night Elves.
Hakkar gazed at the sky, a hint of envy in his eyes. "The only job of the people in this city is to think."
"Think? What do you need to think about?" Xavius asked, puzzled.
"There are many things we need to think about, such as who we are, where we come from, where we are going, what the meaning of life is, and why we must live."
Upon hearing this, Xavius was stunned and immediately fell into deep thought.
When material life is abundant and magic can satisfy all needs, what is needed is the pursuit of the spiritual.
"Besides that, there are many secrets waiting for us to explore and study." Hakkar led the way and stopped in front of an inconspicuous building.
This was a building constructed of massive stones. Hakkar pushed open the door and entered, finding himself in a large hall.
The hall was enormous, more than ten times the size of the building, clearly indicating the use of spatial magic.
Inside the hall stood hundreds of pyramid-like structures, with layers of stone steps where Night Elves lay, stood, or sat, most deep in thought, occasionally erupting into heated debates.
There were several thousand Night Elves in the hall, but because the space was large enough, it didn't feel crowded.
"This is the research center for the Well of Eternity," Hakkar explained.
"The research on the Well of Eternity is the most important task facing the magical city of Azshara, and also the project that the Queen values most, bringing together Azshara's top Elites. The Well of Eternity project is divided into 372 basic tasks, each represented by a pyramid. The greater the research results achieved, the higher one's position on the pyramid. As you can see, many pyramids remain unreached."
Illidan and Xavius were practically ecstatic, exclaiming, "This is the life we Night Elf race should have!"