Khadgar was an Archmage, and diving into the deep sea would not have been a problem for him.
After locking onto the coordinates, Khadgar made some preparations and successfully entered the cave in his dream.
Just like in the dream, the cave was filled with light, and Khadgar saw the Naaru Zerg deep within it.
Khadgar was no stranger to the Naaru. Judging from the light emanating from it, this Naaru was incredibly powerful. In Khadgar's memory, perhaps only A'dal, the lord of Shattrath City, could rival it.
A gentle female voice reached Khadgar's ears. "I am Mother of Holy Light Xe'ra. You are an interesting traveler. I sensed your confusion beyond the countless stars, Khadgar. What is troubling you?"
A'dal of Shattrath City claims to be the leader of all Naaru. Now, he has encountered someone who is on par with the Naaru leader and claims to be the Mother of Holy Light. Doesn't this mean A'dal is of a higher status A'dal?
Khadgar realized he had encountered a powerful backer and was overjoyed, so he replied respectfully:
"Great Mother of Holy Light, your radiance is so mesmerizing. In my childhood, I witnessed the war and strife on the Azeroth Continent, and from then on, I vowed to strive for the peace of Azeroth. I diligently studied magic, learning various spellcasting techniques, trying to find a way to change the Destiny of Azeroth through magic. But now I am lost. I don't know what the meaning of everything I've done is. The more I do, the more Azeroth descends into chaos. Perhaps the essence of life is struggle, and my efforts are meaningless."
That's interesting. To be able to champion Justice for himself, he truly is the person I chose.
Xe'ra found it amusing: How could you have such foresight when you were young? You were probably just concerned with whether the female human cub next door was pretty.
"Khadgar, I understand your confusion. The bewilderment of living beings lies in not knowing the right direction to move forward. Your efforts and sacrifices will not always lead to a perfect ending. What matters most is not where you are, but the direction you are heading. Choosing a goal to strive for is the most important thing. What you lack is the right guidance."
Khadgar was thrilled upon hearing this. The Mother of Holy Light Xe'ra, was clearly a skilled brainwashing expert and a professional evangelist, which was exactly what he needed. Cooperating with her would surely bring him great rewards.
"Great Holy Light, I need your guidance."
Khadgar spoke humbly, glancing behind him at the Sea Giant who had received the Holy Light. The Mother of Holy Light Xe'ra, had taken him as her servant with the Power of the Holy Light —a warning and a display of authority that Khadgar remained vigilant about.
A cunning human, but I need someone like that, Xe'ra made her judgment, and her gentle voice came again:
"We need a chosen one, only he can lead you to victory, and you will be his guide. You will guide him towards the right Destiny, unite the power of all beings in Azeroth, end the countless chaos in this world, bring a perfect end to the turmoil of Azeroth, and bring true peace and tranquility. This is the chosen one's destined Destiny, and it is also your Destiny."
That's interesting. Khadgar, well-versed in history, is familiar with these kinds of tricks. Whenever the Death Realm is in chaos, similar conspiracies always emerge. They're nothing more than the likes of a son of God, a prophetic son, or Savior, using the herd mentality of ordinary people to gain their trust and then use it to make personal gain.
It's a bit of an old-fashioned method, but as long as it works, that's fine.
"Great Holy Light, how shall we find the Chosen One?" Khadgar asked.
"The chosen one is Illidan Stormrage. From birth, the Holy Light in his eyes possessed boundless potential. He will end this chaotic world, lead all beings to defeat the Evil Burning Legion, and bring true peace to Azeroth."
"Illidan Stormrage?"
Khadgar was quite surprised upon hearing this, feeling both astonished and delighted.
What's shocking is that Illidan Stormrage, known as the Betrayer, was first suppressed and imprisoned for ten thousand years by Tyrande and Malfurion, and then driven out of the Black Temple by Thrall, the Savior. He was infamous throughout the Azeroth Continent.
Fortunately, this chosen one is not an unknown figure; otherwise, things would be more complicated. A terrible reputation is much better than being unknown. All that's needed is to find a way to clear his name.
But there's only one problem.
"But Illidan Stormrage is already dead," Khadgar said, somewhat frustrated. Had Xe'ra arrived too late? It was a pity that his opportunity had been lost.
Xe'ra knew that a Titans's soul was beyond the destruction of mortals, and she said calmly:
"The chosen ones must endure hardship to face their Destiny. Illidan Stormrage experienced the baptism of death to deeply understand the suffering of all beings. This was his Destiny. When he returned from death, it marked the beginning of the path to Redemption Azeroth."
"That's interesting."
Khadgar was secretly astonished. As expected of Mother of Holy Light Xe'ra, this miracle of resurrection was the highest level of the "Chosen One" trick, the most difficult to perform, and also the most effective.
He even suspected that Illidan was not dead at all, but was hiding in the shadows waiting to be resurrected.
"Great Mother of Holy Light Xe'ra, Khadgar heeds your teachings."
Khadgar sincerely expressed his loyalty, thus completing the cooperation with the Mother of Holy Light. The two successfully aligned themselves on the same side. Xe'ra was pleased with Khadgar's sensible attitude and explained the next steps.
In Xe'ra's plan, Khadgar, despite his prestige and status, lacked sufficient influence.
He was merely a matchmaker, uniting various forces, both friendly and hostile, to create Illidan, the chosen one.
After all, Illidan's enemies, such as Malfurion and Tyrande, are not to be trifled with. If Illidan is portrayed as Savior, these two will be the first to object, so there must be someone powerful enough to suppress them.
"The Draenei are wanderers of the stars, seeking salvation for countless ages. Their leader, the Prophet Velen Draenei, is a great sage. Go to Exodar and speak with Velen, a great Prophet, with just a few words, can guide us to understand the direction of Destiny and help us resurrect the chosen one Illidan Stormrage."
Khadgar also weighed the difficulty of clearing Illidan's name in his mind. He knew he couldn't do it alone; Velen's help was crucial. What could be more convincing than a recognized Prophet stepping forward?
However, gaining Velen's support will not be easy. An old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years will not agree unless he is offered something tempting.
Khadgar hesitated, wondering how he could persuade Velen.
Xe'ra was prepared; she sent over a bright orb of light.
"Give this to Velen; he will definitely support you. Don't ask what's inside; it's for your protection. Make it clear to Velen that you're just a messenger."
What exactly is inside the sphere of light? Khadgar could guess that it was likely the Army of the Light's leverage over Velen.
"Also, I'm hungry," Xe'ra said again.
Knowing that the Naaru fed on souls, Khadgar quickly said, "I know of a place called Light's Hope Chapel, where countless heroic spirits slumber."
Xe'ra said calmly, "No, we're going to Orgrimmar. Countless souls await my salvation there."