Azeroth: A Titan's Odyssey
Chapter 36

Guardian Civil Strife and the Exiles

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Tyr ultimately died.

In a forest in the northwestern part of the Eastern Kingdoms (later known as the Tirisfal Glades), Tyr encountered his pursuers, who had tracked him there. He fought them to the death.

Loken still achieved his goal. Whatever dark secret Tyr had discovered, he could no longer reveal it.

Tyr's body fell forever in this desolate jungle. He and his Silver Hand would be buried here forever, merging with the rich earth.

At the same time, further changes occurred in Ulduar on the continent of Northrend.

Having dealt with Tyr, Loken turned his attention to Odyn. The latter resisted fiercely, and the two were locked in a stalemate for a time.

But Loken, having fallen into darkness and corruption, always found a way. He secretly turned Hela, who had been banished by Odyn, to his side. Hela, who could control the power of the dead, cursed Odyn, preventing him from ever leaving his fortress, the Hall of Valor, again.

Finally, Odyn, controlling his Hall of Valor, soared into the sky, far from Ulduar and even farther from the land beneath his feet. He hid high in the sky and began his reclusive life.

Boss Hu wasn't particularly concerned about these events unfolding on Northrend. Since the old relics left by the Pantheon could no longer be used by him, their survival was of no consequence.

As for what drove Loken mad and caused him to fall into the endless abyss, Boss Hu figured it was obvious: it had to be Yogg-Saron, the Old God imprisoned in the deepest part of Ulduar.

Although during the time of the Well of Eternity, this fellow had detected the mental tracking of Sarodar, a newly emerged Titan, and had subsequently gone into hiding, this did not prevent him from corrupting his jailers.

However, there was no need to rush. Yogg-Saron was still trapped in Ulduar's prison and posed no threat to Azeroth, so he could be dealt with later, along with the Keepers there.

The great director Yogg-Saron, in his boring and monotonous prison life, found his only amusement in corrupting the Keepers who guarded him.

So, for the time being, let him be. He had more important things to do.

As for what those things were, they were naturally related to the Tower of Sleep.

The Highborne and Nightborne within the tower were astonished to discover a change: sharp, thorny flesh tentacles had suddenly grown in various parts of the tower, each topped with a large, watery eyeball that scanned their surroundings.

An oracle followed, stating these were servants of the Titan Sarodar, calling them "Eyes of Truth." It was said their eyes could see through any illusion and hidden hostility, and their psychic magic and corrupting power could influence all things in the world.

The Millennium Eye Demon had been transferred by Hu Feng from his planetary egg to the world of Azeroth. This Old God had now re-rooted itself at the bottom of the Tower of Sleep. Its massive, fleshy body was rapidly expanding, nourished by the Void essence provided by Hu Feng. A large area of the seabed around it was now occupied by writhing flesh.

Numerous devout followers flocked to the secret chamber at the bottom of the tower for worship. Although the Millennium Eye Demon was called a servant of the Divine Lord, it was, after all, an Old God. The wisdom and cunning of the Old Gods were unparalleled; otherwise, they would not have been capable of corrupting planets, or even Titan World Souls.

Thus, a low and frenzied whispering sound echoed throughout the entire tower. The Old God's whispers simultaneously taught and guided these Highborne in their secluded cultivation, making them even more fanatical and loyal.

Boss Hu intended to cultivate an army fanatically loyal to him, and the mental influence of the Old Gods was naturally an important component.

However, the Millennium Eye Demon had an even more crucial task: it had to resist the corruption of the Titan World Soul by its fellow Old Gods, who served the Void Lords, unlike the other factions on Azeroth. It also had to instill in Azeroth, the World Soul, the brainwashing theory that Boss Hu was a great person and a reliable ally.

Azeroth, this Titan World Soul, had immense potential, there was no doubt about it. Otherwise, the Titans of the Pantheon would not have valued it so highly back then, expending great energy and effort to leave behind numerous protective measures and guardian facilities.

He was currently fighting alone against both the Dark Titan Sargeras and the Void Lords, so he urgently needed a steadfast ally to strengthen his faction.

Therefore, Azeroth, this little girl... ahem, this ally, needed to be nurtured from a young age.

The Bronze Dragons, these Keepers of Time, were on the verge of tears due to Boss Hu's various actions.

From the Night Elf Great Wall to the Tower of Sleep, all of it constituted tampering with the established timeline of destiny. In the established destiny, the Night Elves had never engaged in such strange activities.

However, they did not dare to intervene or interfere. Especially when the Time King Nozdormu repeatedly issued orders that any timeline changes related to the Titan Sarodar were to be completely ignored.

If we can't afford to offend them, can't we at least hide from them?

If you insist on creating new timelines, then go ahead and mess around. On one hand, there was the responsibility bestowed by the Pantheon, and on the other, the unauthorized changes made by members of the Pantheon. This was an extremely difficult issue, so they chose to bury their heads in the sand.

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The Night Elves did not care about the thoughts of the Dragon Aspects. They were currently engaged in grand construction efforts.

At the same time, they received news from their exiled kin across the ocean.

It was brought by an adventurer who was a Highborne... no, a High Elf.

He had sailed his sea vessel across the vast ocean back to the continent of Kalimdor, and along the way, he had charted safe shipping routes, particularly how to avoid the gravitational pull of the Maelstrom in the center of the Endless Sea.

Dath'Remar and his Sunstrider family, who had chosen self-exile, endured immense hardships before finally setting foot on the land of the Eastern Kingdoms.

These exiled elves journeyed arduously, searching for their new homeland on this unknown continent.

Finally, in the coastal region of the northeastern part of the continent, they discovered a vast forest with a pleasant environment and warm climate. They settled there and named the forest Eversong Woods.

In Eversong Woods, the High Elves began their new lives and established their own magical kingdom: Quel'Thalas.

Dath'Remar Sunstrider continued to lead the High Elves. Using a vial of Well of Eternity water he carried with him, he transformed a lake on an island near the continent, north of Quel'Thalas, into a miniature version of the Well of Eternity.

The High Elves called it the Sunwell. This would be their new source of power and their eternal holy land.

Since the High Elves did not receive the blessings of the World Tree, they would age and die. Furthermore, the passage of long years had changed their skin color from the pale purple of the Night Elves to white.

However, as they were all elves, they could never escape elven ways of thinking and traditions.

The High Elves chose to remain aloof from worldly affairs. Even their expansion was merely a small-scale increase in their territory.

The Night Elves chose to plant endless forests as a barrier. The Night Elf Great Wall, currently under construction, was a prime example of the elves' detached attitude.

The High Elves, on the other hand, erected a tall Wall of Quel'Thalas to isolate themselves from the outside world. They also set up many energy runestones, jointly constructing a magical barrier that enveloped their entire territory.

After bringing the news of their former kin to the Night Elves, this High Elf adventurer then proceeded to the Tower of Sleep and Suramar for a devout pilgrimage.

Finally, he embarked on his return journey once more. Sailing his sea vessel, carrying the supplies provided by the Night Elves, he disappeared into the vast Endless Sea.

From that day on, the Night Elves never received any further news from the High Elves of Quel'Thalas.

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