Endless Fel energy emanated from the green Portal.
Sargeras.
Aman'Thul had long anticipated Sargeras's arrival; it was only a matter of time. The only unexpected event in the battle was his own injury, which hastened Sargeras's appearance.
With a flick of the Highfather's finger, a green creature as fine as dust, the Orcs Broxigar carrying Oak Axe, flew into the Portal like a shooting star; he possessed a portion of Aman'Thul's power.
Poor Broxigar entered the Portal, only to see endless Flames and an enormous shadow before turning to ashes.
But his mission was complete; Aman'Thul confirmed through Broxigar's eyes that it was indeed Sargeras had passed through the Portal.
Sargeras was even more powerful now than during the Battle of the Pantheon. He held a massive, blazing sword in his hand, his expression cold and ruthless.
"It really is you, Sargeras, my brother." Aman'Thul sighed deeply, his expression filled with endless desolation.
At this moment, Azeroth is in the darkest period of its history. Volcanoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, high temperatures, extreme heat, boiling seawater, smoke and dust obscuring the sunlight, and the destruction of billions of lives.
Aman'Thul paid no attention to this; he quietly watched the figure inside the Portal grow clearer and clearer.
"Aman'Thul, I truly misjudged you!" Elune, roared. "I warned you long ago not to delay. Time will change everything. Sargeras is coming, and we will all die."
The Highfather said confidently, "It's alright, Elune. I've already planned everything. I'll prove to you now that my love for you is not a transaction. I can Consecration everything for love."
A fallen, corrupt, dark soul, a shattered consciousness.
Within Illidan's body, various forces were intertwined in a chaotic manner.
Fel, Arcane, the corrupting power of the Titans, the Void Shadow power of the Old Gods, and the power of nature and life.
Queen Azshara, leading the Highborne, poured all her energy into casting spells to save Illidan. She channeled various powers into Illidan's body, striving to achieve a balance and thus reduce the Titans Power's influence on Illidan.
With the cooperation of many Highborne, various magical powers merged, and Illidan's condition finally stabilized. The power from the Titans no longer allowed him to fall into deeper corruption.
At this moment, Illidan had transformed into a giant ball of flesh, his body brimming with all sorts of terrifying energies.
"Now we need to peel away the layers, stripping away the alien energy within Illidan," Queen Azshara said solemnly, looking calmly at Robbie. "I need your help; the Highborne will forever remember your kindness."
"It's what I should do." At such a crucial moment, Robbie naturally wouldn't refuse.
With the Queen's assistance, Robbie performed Holy Light Metamorphosis.
This time, Illidan was too Corruption. During his first Holy Light Metamorphosis, Robbie stripped Illidan of his flesh and revealed a massive Demons body with tattered wings, eyes radiating Fel, strong and powerful limbs, and two enormous, curved demonic horns on his head.
Even more strangely, this Evil body was conscious, gazing at this unfamiliar world with an Evil smile on its lips.
"This is a dark and corrupted consciousness, born from the Corruption of Aman'Thul's power of Redemption." Queen Azshara hesitated for a moment:
"The Titans's power cannot remain here; return it to Tyrande and Malfurion."
Robbie continuously cast Holy Light Metamorphosis, peeling away various Evil bodies from Illidan's body.
The tentacles of the Old Gods, the Demons of the Void, the twisted Elemental —one by one, they were stripped away, leaving only Illidan's Night Elf body, which slept quietly like a newborn infant.
Queen Azshara wiped the sweat from her brow; she too had been severely Corruption in the battle.
But Her Majesty the Queen had long been accustomed to the power of Corruption; she possessed multiple brains in the Void, and her powerful will was better able to resist the Titans' Redemption than Illidan's.
"Xavius," the Queen asked sternly, "What did you see when you praised the Titans?"
Xavius scratched his head:
"I saw a magnificent palace, its splendor and grandeur beyond description in any words. I saw countless holy beings, with wings on their backs, praising the greatness of the Titans, and I was one of them."
Queen Azshara nodded, then looked at the other Highborne: "What did you all see?"
"Your Majesty," a Highborne replied, "I saw a kingdom, with a strict hierarchy. The majestic king, whose face was not visible, sat on a high throne, and below him were all the mortals, praising his greatness."
"Your Majesty, what I see are countless streams of light. The light at the very top is the most powerful, brighter than the sun. Below are countless smaller lights, and I am one of them, praising that most sacred and powerful light."
"Your Majesty, I see a vast ocean, and I am a fish swimming in it, surrounded by countless other fish, all praising the beauty and magnificence of a giant pearl."
"What I see is a starry sky, with a huge and beautiful star at the center, surrounded by a ring of smaller stars. I am one of those smaller stars, praising the greatness of the central star along with the others."
The Highborne saw a completely different scene; some even transformed into chicks, praising the mother hen's greatness. Queen Azshara frowned slightly upon hearing this.
"The Titans are more cunning than we anticipated. We risked becoming Titan Keepers ourselves, yet we still haven't gotten the answers we wanted. It seems I was too naive; the Titans already have corresponding defensive measures."
The Highborne saw only an illusion, used to conceal the true secrets behind the scenes.
Robbie chimed in, "I saw something when you were praising the Titans."
"Robbie, what did you see? Tell me quickly!" Queen Azshara asked excitedly.
While the Highborne were misled and praising the Titans, Robbie used his Point, Line, and Plane abilities in conjunction with the Eye of C'Thun. Robbie said with lingering fear, "What I saw was countless cocoons, like cicada pupae, inside the Titans's body."
The continent was destroyed, Night Elves suffered equally heavy losses. Only a few cities, like Suramar, with the protection of artifacts, were able to survive this Sundering.
The Dragonkin flew into the sky, gazing at the destroyed earth and the tragedy of the perishing of all races.
"Alexstrasza, Nozdormu," Malygos, the Aspect of the Blue Malygos, questioned in anguish, "Is this the result of your efforts? I don't understand, if such a cold future exists, what meaning does our existence hold?"
"Don't you understand, Malygos?" Alexstrasza roared. "Aman'Thul represents Justice. The Pantheon wants to destroy Azeroth, and we must support them. This is our Destiny."
Nozdormu said enigmatically, "That's right, this is the truth you witnessed in Ulduar. You have accepted your Destiny. The despairing future has proven that to survive, you must obey Aman'Thul."
Green Dragon Ysera, shook her head helplessly and said, "Perhaps you are right. Time has proven that Elune, will be the ultimate victor. I just don't know if I will live to see that moment."