The Sundering and the continent was torn apart. In the face of this global catastrophe, all races of Azeroth suffered heavy losses.
In contrast, the Kobolds, who already had nothing, only sacrificed some of their people.
In the aftermath of the disaster, all races were in the process of rebuilding and rebuilding, while the Kobolds seized the opportunity to rise up and wreak havoc and plunder everywhere.
Having amassed some strength, they immediately launched an attack on the wealthiest and most powerful Night Elf race.
Initially, the Night Elves didn't take the insignificant Kobolds seriously. The generals promised to deal with the Kobolds before the queen ascended the throne and use Kobold heads to help the queen build a palace.
However, the Night Elf race suffered heavy losses as soon as the battle with the Kobolds began.
Kobolds have the advantage of numbers; countless Kobold like an overwhelming force. They are adept at digging burrows and often appear unexpectedly behind the Night Army. When the battle turns against them, they will escape through their burrows.
What frustrated the Night Elves even more was that the Kobolds possessed magic.
The Kobolds only knew a few simple spells, among which the Mass Slow caused a disaster for the Night Elf race found themselves unable to fight back.
The Kobolds, at the cost of a hundredfold sacrifice, successfully dealt a heavy blow to the Night Elf race.
On the day of Queen Tyrande's coronation, the Kobold army successfully stormed into the Night Elf capital. The arrogant Kobolds burned everything in the city, Tyrande fled in Liuliu, like a dog with its tail between its legs.
With the fall of Azshara and Mount Hyjal, countless magnificent Night Elf cities built during Queen Azshara's reign were burned to the ground. The once glorious night elf civilization became a thing of the past, and the defeated Night Elf race could only retreat towards Ashenvale and Darkshore.
Afterwards, the Night Elf race fought bravely, and countless heroic figures emerged. After paying a heavy price, the Night Elf race finally withstood the Kobolds ' attack.
The battle dragged on, but the Kobolds' powerful reproductive ability once again Pain Suppression the Night Elf race.
Despite facing the threat of annihilation, Tyrande stubbornly insisted on forbidding the use of magic and only praying to the Moon Goddess.
Unfortunately, the Moon Goddess's goal was to use the Kobolds to erase everything Queen Azshara had left behind, so as to prevent the Night Elves from relearning magic, and therefore she did not respond to Tyrande's prayer.
Robbie, now guided by the Black Cat, was preparing to return to his own time, having no chance to witness the shameful battles of the Night Elf race that were not recorded in their history.
Along the corridor of time, the Black Cat walks and introduces the development of civilization in Azeroth.
"The Sundering is the second dividing point of the ancient civilization of Azeroth." The Black Cat introduced unhurriedly, "The first dividing point was the Titans' attack, which destroyed the great civilization created by the four Old Gods. The Titans slandered it as a dark civilization. What is light, what is darkness? There is no distinction between good and evil in the universe, only the Justice proclaimed by the victors."
"After the fall of the Old Gods, the Night Elf race shouldered the responsibility of reviving the planet, successfully creating a great Night Elf magical civilization. Unfortunately, they were inadvertently drawn into the power struggle between Aman'Thul, Elune, and Sargeras. In this dark period of history, Queen Azshara and her Highborne perished in the Sundering disaster, their Metamorphosis Corruption becoming the Naga race. Fortunately, you changed one person's Destiny, successfully altering history."
After hearing Robbie, Robbie tentatively asked, "You mean Illidan?"
"That's right, it was Illidan. Because Illidan joined Queen Azshara's side, he escaped the tragic fate of the Wardens for ten thousand years. And because of Illidan's powerful combat talent, he successfully cut off one of Aman'thul's fingers. This was a quiet change in history under the cover of the gods. Of course, you also deserve direct credit. You successfully helped the Highborne solve two major technical problems, enabling them to survive the battle against the Titans."
Robbie, still regretful, said after hearing this, "Unfortunately, it didn't change the Sundering historical events."
"This is an inevitable outcome of historical development; no one can change it." The Black Cat smiled sweetly, raising its front paw and pointing to one of the doors.
"In the second year after Tyrande's failed ascension to the Kobold, all the Night Elves ' lands fell. The Night Elf race were powerless against the kobolds, and other races joined in the carving Night Elf of their lands. Anyone with magic could easily defeat the Night Elf race. Only cities like Suramar, protected by artifacts, survived. Tyrande led her defeated army in retreat towards Ashenvale, all the way to Darkshore. Behind her lay the boundless sea; there was no way back."
Robbie sighed regretfully. Without magic, what were the Night Elf race left? The Druid's Path only allowed them to transform into animals like bears and leopards; the Kobolds had ways to deal with wild beasts.
Of course, the Druid's Path is not weak, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the level of Malfurion. It requires time and opportunity, and only one in ten thousand can achieve it. An ordinary Druid is equivalent to the combat power of a few dozen Kobolds.
Then comes archery and melee combat, where the Night Elf race have a significant advantage.
However, arrows eventually run out, and close-quarters combat leads to fatigue. The Kobolds' simple area-of-effect slow spells make it impossible for the Night Elf race to even escape.
Without magic Night Elf race were helpless and at the mercy of others.
"Where's the Demon Soul in Tyrande's possession?" Robbie asked in surprise.
"They mysteriously disappeared; some say they were taken back by the Dragonkin," the Black Cat said with a smile.
"A mere Demon Soul cannot protect the Night Elf race. Three years after Tyrande's failed ascension to the throne, the Night Elf warriors fought bravely and, after great sacrifices, successfully stabilized the war, resulting in a stalemate. Seven years later, the Kobolds, relying on their powerful reproductive capabilities, returned with renewed force. Most of the Darkshore lands fell, Night Elf race dwindled to less than ten thousand, nearing extinction."
The Black Cat's eyes sparkled. "At this most desperate moment, Tyrande released Illidan from the Vault of the Wardens, successfully repelling the Kobolds ' attack. That battle left the Kobolds ' corpses piled up like mountains, and their blood soaked every inch of Darkshore. For the next ten thousand years, the land of Darkshore became exceptionally fertile."
"It was also during this battle that we noticed the dark soul within Illidan was definitely not his own, and we sensed a conspiracy. However, we had to be cautious in using Illidan, and Tyrande dared not take the risk, as we had to prevent him from regaining his sanity. After defeating the Kobolds, we immediately sent him back to the Vault of the Wardens. Unexpectedly, ten years later, after multiplying and multiplying, even more Kobolds marched towards Darkshore. At this point, even Illidan was no match for them."
Robbie nodded. Although the "Illidan" in the Vault of the Wardens was powerful, he was not Archmage like Medivh and did not possess world-destroying magic. Therefore, his influence in a large-scale war was limited.
"Just when the Night Elves were about to be wiped out, an unexpected helping hand arrived." The Black Cat deliberately created a mystery.
Robbie pondered for a while. If it was the Moon Goddess's help from the depths, then it shouldn't be considered unexpected. He shook his head, indicating that he couldn't guess.
"It was the Satyr Legion that joined the war. When the Night Elves, who had transformed into Satyrs on Mount Hyjal, were about to be slaughtered by the Moon Goddess, Xavius opened Portal and sent some of the Satyrs away. Eventually, they returned and successfully annihilated the Kobold army. From then on, the Kobolds never rose again. After this war, Tyrande's prestige was shattered, her dream of becoming queen was completely destroyed, Night Elves ' faith in the Moon Goddess became less devout, plunging them into chaos that lasted for ten thousand years."