The Demon Soul's terrifying power struck the monster, and its body was on the verge of collapse.
Although the monster possessed countless martial arts techniques and terrifying magic in its memories, it was still helpless in this situation and felt that it was about to die.
"Why?"
The monster asked, puzzled. He was currently impersonating Illidan. In Illidan's memory, although Malfurion and Tyrande were using him, they were, after all, companions who had grown up together, and there was affection between them.
"Why, haha, Illidan, you're still so childish, always asking 'why'."
Tyrande looked down at Illidan, surrounded by numerous Priest of the Moon Goddess. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Tyrande carelessly and severely injured the "Savior," completely disregarding the opinions of others.
"Foolish Illidan, you are the Savior, and so am Savior. You are too powerful. If I give you time to recover from your injuries, you will threaten my rule. I will absolutely not allow that to happen. You must be nipped in the bud. No one can threaten my authority. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Tyrande openly expressed her ambition and selfishness in public, which is the difference between divine right and royal power. Royal power relies on popular prestige and reputation, and on the support of the people. Some things cannot be done too excessively.
However, divine authority is vastly different. Tyrande only needs to serve the Elune wholeheartedly. In the eyes of the gods, all living beings are like ants, and their opinions and thoughts are of no importance.
Tyrande stomped on the monster's face, crushing it. "Illidan, do you know how insane I became after tasting the deliciousness of power? You shouldn't have come back, you big idiot."
"This is unfair!" the monster roared, unwilling to accept his defeat. "I saved the world just like you, why am I treated like this? Where is justice? Where is fairness?"
"Justice, fairness, Illidan, you're asking for fairness, aren't you?"
Tyrande smirked and glanced at Maiev beside her. "The Jailer, you see, Illidan needs fairness. You need to fabricate some charges against him and let him experience the fairness of the Night Elf race."
Faced with the arrogant and domineering Tyrande, Maiev was completely helpless. Before the great Moon Goddess, she was nothing but a laughable ant, and she said tremblingly:
"Chief Priestess, Illidan has betrayed our Night Elf race, siding with the Evil Queen Azshara and the Burning Legion. His Fel- infused body is proof of this; he is an absolute the Betrayer."
Tyrande nodded, then said sternly, "But that's not enough."
At this moment, Maiev could only focus on pleasing Tyrande. She dared not offend the Chief Moon Goddess Priestess; Illidan's fate was the best warning. Maiev thought for a moment and then ordered the guards beside her, "Search Illidan's entire body."
Soon, the guards found three bottles filled with mana water on Illidan's body.
"This should be the water from the Well of Eternity," Maiev said uncertainly, having never seen the Well of Eternity with her own eyes.
"Very good evidence," Tyrande said casually.
"But carrying the waters of the Well of Eternity is not a crime," said a Night Priest.
"That's right now."
Tyrande announced in an unequivocal tone.
Maiev immediately sensed the shift in the wind and said solemnly, "Illidan is hoarding the waters of the Well of Eternity, attempting to restore Queen Azshara's Evil rule and destroy Azeroth. His crimes are unforgivable, and according to the law, he must be sentenced to death."
Maiev believed that Tyrande wanted to eliminate all threats, so she deliberately tried to please Tyrande.
However, Tyrande had a different idea. In her view, kindness, morality, fairness, and Justice were not enough to secure her rule. Only deep-seated fear would make all the Night Elves fear her and submit to her.
Illidan, the most outstanding Night Elf race, is a perfect example.
Tyrande stared coldly at Illidan and announced the final verdict, "Illidan, you should be grateful to me. According to the crimes you have committed, you should be executed. It is my mercy that has allowed you to survive. In the name of Elune, I hereby sentence Illidan to life imprisonment."
"No, no, this can't be! Tyrande, you shameless vixen, you arrogant schemer!"
The monster roared in fury. In his eyes, death was not the most terrifying thing; the Night Elf race, having lost their Highborne heritage, had no power to harm the soul.
Once the soul is free, the monster can still be reborn using the Titans' magic.
But what he feared most was imprisonment, his soul unable to escape from this broken body.
The monster was determined to die, but Tyrande refused to grant his wish. To the monster's insults, she merely smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, Illidan, I'll have Maiev treat you well. Maiev, remember, every full moon, you must cut off all of his flesh and blood, then infuse it with Fel energy, so that the flesh and blood regenerate before the next full moon. Repeat this process. Oh, and boil Illidan's flesh and blood into a soup, and send it to all the Night Elves to enjoy."
Maiev trembled with fear upon hearing this; she had never imagined Tyrande could be so heartless.
"Your Excellency Chief Priestess, your wish will surely be granted," Maiev said, trembling with fear.
In this way, Tyrande's reign of terror successfully penetrated the hearts of every Night Elf. Even Illidan, Tyrande's former playmate and Savior, met such a tragic end. Who would dare to challenge her authority?
Gazing at the bright moonlight in the sky, Tyrande said contentedly:
"Now, I am the undisputed queen of the Night Elves, and my reign will last forever."
When Malfurion learned of Illidan's imprisonment, he was shocked, but there was nothing he could do. He could only come and take one last look at "Illidan," shake his head, sigh, and leave.
The Moon Goddess's trust was Tyrande's most solid support; her opinions were equivalent to divine pronouncements. She was the Moon Goddess's representative among the Night Elf race, thus beginning the Night Elves ' ignorant rule that lasted for ten thousand years, a period in which civilization stagnated.
Tyrande dared to treat Illidan this way because she knew the Moon Goddess hated him.
But the surprises didn't end there. Imprisoning Illidan won the favor of the Moon Goddess upon him three seeds of the World Tree. The three bottles of "Water from the Well of Eternity" brought by the monster also came in handy, being used to water the three World Trees.
With the power of the three World Trees, the Night Elf Night Elf race regained immortality. They abandoned Arcane Magic and devoted themselves to Druid training, becoming completely under the control of the Moon Goddess.
Deep within the Vault of the Wardens, the Night Elf race erected a massive stone pillar, inscribed with binding Runes from the Moon Goddess to prevent Illidan's escape.
Looking at these obscure Runes, the monster immediately fell into despair.
The Runes from the Moon Goddess were unfamiliar even to the Titans, effectively cutting off his hope of escape.
"Why is this happening?" The monster was filled with questions. "Could it be that my plan has already been exposed and discovered by Elune? That's impossible. The Moon Goddess was once the Nature and Life Lord. She doesn't understand the laws of Order."
"My true form is Titans who controls the Order of time. I saw the future unfolding, and everything should have gone very smoothly, with only a few minor setbacks. This shouldn't be my Destiny."
The monster fell into thought.