Prophecy

[World Announcement: In the year 1376 of the Azure Age, Stormwind City was destroyed by the elemental army led by Therazane, the Stone Mother. The Alliance's strength was severely damaged, and its power rating dropped from 'Invincible' to 'Very Powerful'.]

[World Announcement: In the year 1376 of the Celestial Era, Orgrimmar was destroyed by the elemental army led by Galax. The Horde's strength was severely weakened, and its power rating dropped from 'Invincible' to 'Very Powerful'.]

[World Announcement: In the year 1376 of the Azure Age, the Elemental Army swept through the two major cities Horde the Alliance and the Horde, greatly enhancing the Elemental Legion's reputation and raising its power rating from 'Invincible' to 'Invincible'.]

The release of these three world announcements immediately shocked many people.

Previously, the Alliance, Horde, and the Immortals were all considered invincible, but now that one has gone up and two have gone down, the gap has widened dramatically. After all, these are two main cities, and the two most important faction cities in the game. This destruction is truly shocking.

The entire game immediately erupted in chaos.

Moreover, although the three factions were previously considered to be of similar strength, everyone knew that the Alliance and the Horde, with the help of adventurers, were destined to win.

However, although players still believe that the Alliance and the Horde will ultimately win, since they are player factions, the strength gap has widened to two ranks, making the process of winning extremely difficult.

Xiao Yu also saw these messages, and a complex feeling welled up inside him. He hadn't expected them to just raze the two main cities of the Alliance Horde so easily. He still found it hard to believe, because in his mind, player cities in games were absolutely safe; there was no possibility of them being destroyed. He had played so many games over the years, and nothing like this had ever happened before. Many games had monster siege events, but everyone knew these monsters were just there to deliver equipment. But now these monsters had actually raze the main cities to the ground—it was beyond people's comprehension.

Suddenly, many people felt a sense of bewilderment. Their long-standing way of thinking was broken, leaving everyone wondering what would happen next.

At that very moment, the Alliance leaders on the Lost Island also received news of the destruction of the two cities through magical inheritance communications.

The night was already deep. The adventurers went down first, while the soldiers all went to sleep in the barracks, filled with doubt and uncertainty. Only a few sentries remained at their posts, monitoring the movements of the wind and Water Elemental armies.

At this moment, King Varian and Thrall Warchief stood on the high, protruding cliff of the Lost City, gazing at the turbulent sea and the pitch-black night in the distance. The rumbling thunder in the sky added to the sense of unease.

Neither of them spoke. For the first time, the two humans and the Orcs felt a sense of shared hatred and sympathy for each other.

"Your Majesty, we have just received news that Stormwind City has been destroyed."

"Warchief, Vol'jin has sent word that Orgrimmar has been destroyed, but most of our people have been safely evacuated."

The messengers of the Alliance and the Horde reported the bad news to their leaders.

"Go down!"

Both men spoke at the same time, watching their men leave. Varian's face was filled with anger and sorrow, while Thrall's expression was equally grim.

"It's regrettable, Your Majesty, and Thrall Warchief, it seems you already know that news."

A voice rang out behind Varian and Thrall.

The two turned around abruptly, only to see the man in black robes.

"Stormwind City and Orgrimmar have been destroyed. What a regrettable end." The man in black robes said as he walked up the cliff edge, passing between the two people. Standing on the edge of the cliff, he glanced at the distant sea. "The power of the Elemental King seems to be beyond imagination, doesn't it?" He murmured to himself.

"It was you! You foresaw all of this!"

The two spoke almost simultaneously, then both paused, stunned. "You know him?" they asked in unison.

"That's right, of course I know both of you. I warned both of you before, and I did indeed foresee all of this. Now look, my prophecy has come true again."

You have conquered the Lost Island, but it's all in vain. More of your people are dying, and it was all destined to happen."

"Damn it, why didn't you say so sooner? Do you know how many people have died because of this!" Varian said angrily.

"What good will it do to say it? Young King, ask yourself, if I were to tell you these things, would you believe me? Would you refuse to march on the Lost Island because of it? Even if it means defying the divine oracle and the will of everyone?"

This question immediately stumped Varian. After all, the decision to launch an expedition to the Lost Island wasn't something he could make alone, even though he was the King of Stormwind City and the leader of the Alliance.

Thrall was more pragmatic; instead of dwelling on the issue, he questioned deeper matters, "What exactly happened? How do you know all this? Did you do this?"

"Me? Haha, don't be ridiculous. I don't have the ability to control the Elemental King or the workings of this world. The one who did all this is—" The man in black robes hesitated, then stopped speaking.

"Exactly what?" Thrall pressed.

The man in black robes shook his head slightly. "Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me. Although my prophecy has been proven twice, my answer is so shocking that you absolutely cannot accept it. Moreover, even if you did accept it, it wouldn't make any difference, because this matter concerns all living beings in this world."

"How would you know if you don't tell me?" Thrall said in a deep voice.

"I believe you!" Varian suddenly shouted. "I believe whatever you say. Just tell me the answer!"

"Young King, remain rational. Now is not the time to be hasty," the man in black said, shaking his head with a smile. "Don't waste your energy, both of you. When the time is right, I will naturally reveal the truth."

"So when is the right time?"

"When my third prophecy comes true, I think you will fully realize how important my words are. Then, I will tell you the third prophecy."

As the man in black robes spoke, he suddenly adopted a solemn expression and said in a poetic tone, "Former friends will become enemies, and former enemies will become friends. You will receive a new divine oracle, which commands you to go to the Throne of the Elements in the Outland to seek revenge and justice. However, your expedition is destined to be meaningless, and in the end, you will gain nothing."

"Outland?" Varian asked, puzzled.

"The Throne of the Elements?" Thrall exclaimed in surprise.

The man in black nodded. "When my prophecy comes true, I will reappear and tell you all the answers."

"Outland? We can't even get back to Stormwind City now, how are we supposed to get to Outland?" Varian said incredulously.

"Hehe, you will soon be out of your current predicament. As for going to the Outland, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to refuse. The wheel of fate is about to turn, and no one can stop it. Although you are two great leaders, you are destined to go with the flow in the face of fate."

After saying that, the mysterious person disappeared once again, as if he had never been there at all.

"Do you believe him?" Varian asked.

"I don't think this person is trustworthy, but what he says seems to be true. I can sense a sense of superiority about him, as if he possesses wisdom far beyond ours, and in his eyes we are nothing more than ignorant farmers," Thrall said in a heavy tone, because he truly felt like he knew nothing at the moment.

"I believe the Alliance and the Horde should face their unknown fate together," Thrall said.

Varian gave a wry smile. "It's hard to imagine me saying this, but you're right. Only by facing this together can we find a safe path for our people in the darkness of the future."

The King and Warchief of Stormwind City stood side by side, gazing into the distant darkness, as if trying to find a glimmer of light in this endless gloom.