In the early morning in Stormwind City, sunlight bathed the earth.
The sea breeze brought a refreshing scent, but a wisp of cloud hung where the sea and sky met, foreshadowing another rainy day.
The Horde was destroyed, Sylvanas was dead, and the Iron Horde was severely weakened.
But peace is only temporary. Stormwind City is still not at peace. Conflicts and disputes among the various races of Azeroth could brew new conflicts and break out into war at any time.
Robbie lived in an old house by the sea, quietly gazing at the surging waves.
Several intelligence reports were placed in front of Robbie: Teldrassil had been burned, and the culprit was Rakeesh, the new leader of the Draenei. Before the Night Elf race could even come to question him, Exodar was already deserted; all the Draenei had vanished overnight.
Robbie wouldn't believe Rakeesh would burn Teldrassil; there must be a conspiracy involved, and it's not hard to guess it's related to Tyrande. One can only marvel at how quickly Elune, acted.
The disappearance of the Draenei is very mysterious, but it must be related to Rakeesh, a general of the Burning Legion.
Having just dealt with Aman'Thul, before Robbie could even react, his worst fears came true: the last World Tree was burned down by Tyrande and Malfurion.
This caught Robbie off guard. Azeroth was now sitting on a powder keg, waiting for an impending doom. Without data from the World Tree, it was impossible to find the Nexus controlling the Aetrite Ore.
The Black Cat, engrossed in devouring a plate of grilled fish, said absentmindedly, "Robbie, you shouldn't be worried about Azeroth; you should be more concerned about the power distribution in Stormwind City."
"The distribution of rights?"
Robbie scratched his head, slightly puzzled, and said:
"To be honest, I am ambitious and want to achieve great things, to be influential and have absolute authority. But for some reason, I always feel out of place in this world, and I have absolutely no interest in power."
"Do you consider yourself a guest?" the Black Cat asked without looking up.
Robbie's eyes lit up, and he nodded. "Yes, that's exactly how I feel."
The Black Cat licked its paw and said regretfully:
"Azeroth lacks a sense of belonging. You've seen too much of the dark side—the hypocrites, the fake Saviors, the treacherous schemers—that has made you disgusted with this world. Most people live just to fill their stomachs. Those who are well-off either live on ideals or on dreams. What are your dreams, Robbie?"
Robbie pondered for a while, then said seriously, "I don't have any dreams, I just don't want Azeroth to be destroyed. I can't bear to see countless lives destroyed while I've done nothing about it."
"You see, this is the meaning of life," the Black Cat said with a smile.
"You've found your direction in life, don't worry. Although the World Tree Teldrassil has been destroyed in this Timeline, we can travel to other Timelines and obtain crucial data before Teldrassil burns down, still saving Azeroth's Destiny. However..."
"But what."
Robbie knew the Black Cat wouldn't stand idly by, but she seemed to have some concerns, which is why she hesitated to take action.
"Never underestimate your opponent. If we can think of a way, surely Elune, can't?" the Black Cat cautiously reminded her. "I can send you to any Timeline where the World Tree exists, but since Elune was able to command Tyrande to burn Teldrassil, she must also have a way to deal with our interference."
Robbie nodded after hearing this; he hadn't thought of that aspect.
The most terrifying thing is that neither Robbie nor the Black Cat knows what methods Elune, will use. The unknown is the most frightening thing. If they rashly enter other Timelines, they may very well encounter unpredictable crises.
Robbie's time travels have influenced the course of history. Although Elune, did not focus her attention on Robbie, she must have realized that someone was traveling through time and secretly ruining her important plans.
If she doesn't take any action at this point, how can she still call herself a deity?
After being reminded by the Black Cat, Robbie summarized the problems he was facing:
"The key is to find out Elune's methods, then choose a way to deal with it, travel to the correct Timeline to obtain the World Tree's data. We can't fathom Moon Goddess's thoughts, nor can we bribe Moon Goddess people to spy on her. What should we do?"
The Black Cat shook its head with a troubled expression. "This is also a problem I've been pondering."
This is a truly perplexing problem. Going against a deity is best kept secret as much as possible. Robbie couldn't consult anyone else, so he had to figure it out himself.
"Let me think about it carefully." Robbie's mind raced. "Elune, obtained the core of Aman'Thul. Although we don't know how much she successfully fused with, perhaps she has already gained the ability to travel through time. If not, then Elune can completely use Nozdormu to achieve time travel."
The Black Cat nodded slightly. "So our opponent has also gained the ability to travel through time."
"But Elune, is ultimately on the defensive; she couldn't have guessed we'd enter that Timeline." Robbie's eyes grew brighter, feeling he was getting closer to his goal.
"She must passively defend herself within the Timeline of the three World Trees' existence. The Moon Goddess's true form cannot penetrate Titans's Starry Sky Defenses, so she can only monitor the World Trees ' anomalies by finding proxies. The three World Trees have existed for nearly ten thousand years, so there must be an organization that has existed for ten thousand years."
The Black Cat was inspired by this. "That's right. As long as we find this organization, we might be able to find out how the Moon Goddess deals with it. There aren't many organizations in Azeroth that have existed for ten thousand years. This organization must be keeping it secret, but over ten thousand years of history, some clues are bound to be revealed."
"Where does Azeroth have the most complete history?" Robbie racked his brains.
The Black Cat quickly provided the answer:
"Although history is full of lies, there are two organizations in Azeroth that enjoy collecting all sorts of rumors and unverified history: the Explorers' League in Dalaran and Ironforge."
Robbie's first target is Dalaran.
On the Broken Shore, Khadgar, Prophet Velen, and the Iron Horde mysteriously disappeared, Dalaran, floating above, escaped unscathed. Aman'Thul's construction of the pyramids had depleted too much of Dalaran's energy reserves, and the City of Magic city remained silently floating above the Broken Isles, claiming to be monitoring the Burning Legion's movements, but in reality, it was temporarily unable to move.
After Khadgar's disappearance, Dalaran underwent a major reshuffle, with power ultimately determining who would lead. The High Elf girl who impersonated Jaina, with her extraordinary strength, became the undisputed leader of Dalaran.
Because of this little girl, the Blood Elves who had absorbed Fel were not wiped out and were still able to live peacefully in Silvermoon City. However, it was unknown when they would recover their strength, as the reproduction of the Elf race had always been a problem.
Robbie entered Dalaran without any obstacles or hindrances, successfully entering the Dalaran Archives.
This book contains countless historical materials, anecdotes about famous people, fictional Legendary, and unverified historical records—it has everything. Moreover, because it is so extensive, it has not been meticulously organized. Robbie and Black Cat alone probably wouldn't be able to finish reading it even in a hundred years.