Archimonde continued his ascent, preparing to receive the gift from Elune.
Tyrande and Malfurion cautiously approached the World Tree, stopping at the foot of a nearby mountain. The couple had witnessed the great battle from afar, and Nordrassil had now become incredibly dangerous.
"Have you made up your mind?" Tyrande asked worriedly. "Our actions will surely anger Elune, and perhaps the Night Elves will suffer a disaster as a result."
"My dear Tyrande, this is all for dignity, for our future."
Having witnessed the power of the Moon Goddess, Malfurion re-examined his goals, but ultimately chose to persevere.
"You and I both know that because of the Titans's shield, Elune's influence over this world is very limited. We need to let Moon Goddess know that we are not puppets to be manipulated. If you truly anger us, our retaliation will be devastating. Moon Goddess should show the sincerity she had when making a deal with Archimonde, not treat us like slaves."
Tyrande hesitated. The couple had been ambushed, and if they hadn't concealed their strength, they would have died at the hands of the Orc Blademaster and been eaten. Tyrande believed that the Moon Goddess had abandoned them.
In the Night Elf race, the Elune is described as omnipotent, omniscient, the most powerful deity in the universe, the only True God, capable of destroying the Burning Legion with a single breath.
However, Malfurion and Tyrande had long since figured out the pattern: the Moon Goddess could not watch over the earth at all times.
They even have ways to shield themselves from the Moon Goddess's senses. Tyrande narrowed her eyes, pondering carefully.
"Malfurion, you're right. Elune, the Elune, is treating us like useless trash, offering us up as dinner for the Orcs because of Archimonde. We must retaliate appropriately, kill Archimonde, and force Elune to cooperate with us. Just thinking about coercing an omnipotent god is exhilarating."
Malfurion touched the antlers on his head and said with a playful expression:
"We need to be discreet, arousing Elune's suspicion, but without any evidence to prove it was us. Tyrande, it's time to put that little gadget we prepared to use."
"Use the Titans Power to blind the Elune."
Tyrande was equally eager to try, but she had some concerns. "The little thing we prepared can activate the Titans's defensive shield, but it's only temporary. You must act quickly and decisively; there can be no delay."
Malfurion nodded solemnly, and the couple began preparations.
On the mountain peak opposite Nordrassil, the couple found a cave. Tyrande solemnly took out a key, a replica of the key to unlock Azeroth's Starry Sky Defenses, with low-level access, which came from Ulduar.
With the aid of a specific Magic Circle, it can blur parts of Azeroth's defensive shield. However, because it is a replica, the effect is not very good and the duration is limited.
The couple set up the magic Magic Circle. Tyrande stayed in the cave to cast the spell, while Malfurion emerged from the cave. He needed to find Archimonde and then unleash the Wrath of Nordrassil.
The so-called Wrath of Nordrassil is Nordrassil's own defense mechanism, a kind of semi-self-destruct program. Although Elune controlled Nordrassil with her Corrupted Power, Nordrassil's resistance has always existed.
Unleashing the Wrath of Nordrassil requires a special horn, which is hidden within Malfurion's antlers, or more precisely, a part of them, which he spent ten thousand years transforming into magic.
Malfurion walked toward Nordrassil, when suddenly the sky turned gloomy. Although it was broad daylight, the sky seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dust, and the earth was shrouded in darkness.
Tyrande's Magic Circle was successful. Malfurion plucked the tip of the antler and infused it with the energy of nature and life.
The antlers grew rapidly, transforming into a giant, spiraling horn. Malfurion, carrying the horn, confidently ascended the World Tree.
The changes in the sky made Archimonde suspicious, and he hesitated for a moment, but Nordrassil's power was drawing him in. At that moment, he couldn't care less about anything else and climbed upwards with all his might.
The dim sky also alerted Medivh; as a native of Azeroth, he understood the true meaning of this strange phenomenon all too well.
"Someone has activated Azeroth's Starry Sky Defenses. No, it's only a partial activation; it only blurs vision and has no other effect. Strange, why would this happen?"
Medivh was most worried about problems with the deal with Archimonde, so he hurriedly activated his crystal ball to examine the entire World Tree. Unfortunately, he immediately spotted Malfurion.
"Malfurion, he's not dead?" Observing Malfurion's expression carefully, there was no trace of sadness, clearly Tyrande was also safe and sound.
Jaina, standing to the side, looked at Malfurion in surprise and guessed, "The Sword Samuro actually failed? Could it be that this couple was hiding their strength? After all, they have lived for over ten thousand years."
Medivh's face was grim. He closed his eyes and flicked his fingers repeatedly. Soon, Samuro appeared inside the crystal ball.
The Orc Blademaster was enjoying a drink in a country tavern, humming a tune and resting with his eyes closed. A tempting roast chicken sat before him, and he looked very relaxed.
"Damn it, I should have known the Orcs were unreliable. Tyrande and Malfurion must have bribed Samuro. The Orcs are a bunch of filthy scum, they're incredibly greedy. Samuro's expression clearly shows he's made his money and is ready to retire."
"Malfurion and Tyrande are still alive, with that enormous horn on their backs. The Wrath of Nordrassil! Lord Archimonde is in danger!" Jaina's face paled, her expression filled with terror.
Medivh's expression was uncertain. Wrath of Nordrassil was terrifying, Medivh dared not go to stop it; that would be tantamount to dying in Archimonde's place. He silently gazed at Jaina, then suddenly said:
"Jaina, the magic my mother left on you is still there."
Jaina blinked her beautiful eyes. "Medivh, you mean you want me to seduce Malfurion? That's impossible. Seduction is just seduction; it can't truly enter the other person's heart."
Medivh shook his head and said, "No need for that, you just need to touch the horn."
Malfurion had already seen the traces left by Archimonde; wherever the great Demons went, it left behind powerful Fel energy. Malfurion wasn't worried about not being able to catch up with Archimonde, after all, absorbing the power of Nordrassil and accepting Elune's gift would take time.
A familiar fragrance wafted by, Malfurion's heart fluttered. Then, a look of wariness appeared on his face. He saw Jaina in full makeup, dressed in a riot of flowers, as beautiful as a dream.
"Lord Malfurion, it's so good to see you safe and sound!"
Jaina, her face streaked with tears, looked pitiful and said:
"It's all my fault. My teleportation magic was interfered with. It must have been done by the Eredar Mages of the Burning Legion, who put you in danger. Is Lady Tyrande alright?"
"Tyrande is safe, you don't need to worry."
Malfurion's reason told him that he could not accept this explanation, but for some reason, he could not feel anger towards the girl. Instead, the softest part of his heart was touched.