Teasing and Every Man for Himself

Eversong Woods, within the advancing allied army.

Alleria rode forward on her chocobo with a stiff expression, completely ignoring Boss Hu on the ornate carriage platform beside her.

"Hey, get up here. I need to talk to you!"

Boss Hu sat on the lavishly decorated throne atop the platform, constantly waving at the female ranger.

"No. Shut up!"

"Hey, I really do have something important to discuss. Get up here, uncle's got a treasure to show you, hehe..."

On another small carriage platform not far away, Dath'Remar looked at the Divine Lord openly acting like a hooligan, then at the female ranger resolutely refusing to comply, and decided to pretend he had seen nothing.

"Come on up, dear sister. Uncle wants to have a heart-to-heart with you..."

"Hurry up. In the name of the Titan Divine Lord, I command you, for the glory of the Pantheon, get up here..."

"Alleria, the Divine Lord is calling for you. I think you should just get up there..."

"Your Majesty, please shut up too!"

Dath'Remar, who had been unable to resist coming over to chime in, was cut off by Alleria before he could finish.

In the end, after a snap of fingers, the female ranger appeared on Boss Hu's carriage platform with a helpless expression.

"What is it? The allied army is advancing, and I still need to handle all the deployments of the Windrunner Ranger Corps. I don't have time to chat with you."

"I told you it was important, but you didn't believe me... Here, wear this. Once we start fighting the trolls, this little thing can protect you in an emergency."

Hu Feng curled his lips and stuffed a necklace shaped somewhat like the eyeball of the Eye of Truth into the female ranger's hand. When he saw her about to return it, he snapped his fingers again, and the necklace appeared directly around Alleria's neck.

"Predestined Fate. It can help you evade all kinds of attacks, and it should have a fifty or sixty percent chance of reflecting an attack back. I was pressed for time, so I didn't examine it too closely, but the odds should be pretty high anyway. Make do with it."

"Another divine artifact?"

"Uh... not really. It's just a little Titan creation. Do you think divine artifacts are that easy to make?"

"Got it." Alleria's thoughts were unreadable. She nimbly hopped down from the carriage platform, returned to her chocobo, and rode the fat bird off to inspect the Ranger Corps.

Dath'Remar immediately came over.

"Divine Lord, you see... Quel'Thalas doesn't really have anything particularly impressive..."

"So? Make it yourselves..." Boss Hu shot the Sun King, who was clearly hinting at something, a sidelong glance and acted as if he did not understand.

"Uh... ourselves... well..." Dath'Remar awkwardly searched for a way to continue after being shut down so bluntly.

Hu Feng could not be bothered to tease him any longer and waved a hand.

"Fine, fine. When this is over and we return, bring me your Disintegration Staff. I'll modify it for you."

Dath'Remar was overjoyed and immediately bowed.

"Thank you, Titan Divine Lord!"

After the Sun King left as well, Boss Hu finally had a moment of peace, but his thoughts were no longer on Quel'Thalas.

Originally, when he had come to the Eastern Kingdoms this time, Hu Feng had planned to look for the already-hidden Deathwing, Neltharion, and take him to the Kalimdor Continent.

But after foreseeing the future a few days ago, Hu Feng decided to alter his plans.

Deathwing would still be useful in the future. This Black Dragon King, who had escaped the corruption of the Old God N'Zoth, had been mentally unstable for some time. When his madness struck, he acted without restraint or regard for consequences...

So there was no point in finding him now. The Night Elves' circumstances were incomparably peaceful, with no enemies nearby and nowhere Deathwing could be put to use.

The fellow was cunning, though. He was currently hiding in the depths of the seabed beneath the Maelstrom at the center of the Endless Sea.

The Maelstrom was where The Well of Eternity had exploded during The Great Sundering of the War of the Ancients. Deep beneath it lay an undersea expanse known as Deeprock Continent, territory claimed by all kinds of elemental creatures.

The remaining four color Dragon Aspects were frantically searching for Deathwing and his Black Dragonflight, so allowing him to emerge now would not be wise. Besides, Deathwing's hiding place was extraordinarily secret, and no matter how they searched, the Dragon Legion could not find this most wanted fugitive.

With that thought, Hu Feng looked toward a carriage platform at the front of the army, the command platform of the human legion.

General Lothar...

Once this Troll Wars ended, his domain of Lordaeron would likely be established.

Having foreseen the future, Hu Feng naturally knew what one of General Lothar's descendants would do.

Should he kill him or his descendant in advance?

Forget it. Although Hu Feng did not mind changing some predestined fates concerning those around him, he had no desire to drastically disrupt and alter the established timeline.

To put it bluntly, what did whatever happened to them have to do with him? What substantive harm could it cause Planet Azeroth as a whole?

He was not some righteous saint, much less a merciful savior. He only needed to take care of matters around him and the Titan World Soul at Azeroth's core.

Besides... because he possessed the advantage of knowing the future, he could make arrangements in advance, reap some benefits, and guide events toward the situations he wanted to see.

As the saying went, every man for himself, or heaven and earth would destroy him. He had to firmly hold the helm of the great ship that was the Night Elves. If he kept ignoring the outside world and stayed cooped up on the World Tree like a shut-in, just as in Predestined Fate, it would be far too wasteful.

The influence exerted over Quel'Thalas could not be allowed to lapse, and neither could establishing a presence among the human kingdoms.

There was no need to mention humans. They were one of the pillars of the World of Azeroth, so he naturally needed to build up his reputation with them.

As for the High Elves... since there was room to maneuver, Hu Feng had no intention of letting them go either.

While Dath'Remar, one of the older generation, was still alive, the Night Elves had to seize the opportunity to exert the influence of their suzerain state upon him.

More precisely, it was the suzerain influence of Suramar City's Highborne class. Both sides shared the same roots, and their connection could not be severed.

And while the Kalimdor Continent had no other troublemakers at the moment, he needed to seize this chance to lay a solid foundation and spread the Night Elves' racial influence outward.

Therefore, after some more time had passed and the young human race had developed further, the Night Elves' plan to open up to the outside world could be implemented.

Darnassus atop the World Tree Teldrassil was out of the question. That purely elven city was somewhat exclusionary and unsuitable as an open port.

So Suramar it would be. It could be built into the Kalimdor Continent's center for exchange with the outside world and a great international city.

At that moment, wind rose through the forest, making the Eye of Truth banner on the carriage platform crackle loudly.

Hu Feng looked at the Nightborne guards standing on the platform like statues, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

Under his rule, the Night Elves would surely become a faction unto themselves.

And when the time was ripe, it would be time to change his position as the ruler behind the scenes.

Eternal Night God-Emperor sounded pretty good.

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