"As you bid, my lord!" After he died, Sargeras took his body and saved him. However, Sargeras' power carried with it a twisted curse, as he was no longer a night elf. He had horns on his head and was covered with thick fur, so all he could do now was use the energy of the shadow, while the other powers couldn't be used at all. He now had a new name, the King of Sutter.

Xavius had resurrected countless night elves. Tens of thousands of them had turned into Sartre, and Xavius had turned them into a legion. He would lead his troops in revenge against that damnable Lord of Akara, Hildano, and his family and friends.

The first thing that came to his mind was Tyrande, who was locked up by Kroger. She was Oreza's disciple and was also an elf who was related to Hildano. Hawes proudly came to the prison, not even glancing at the surrounding guards, and directly went in front of Tyrande, "You are Oreza's disciple? Tyrande? "

"And who are you?" Tyrande didn't like the ugliness, and the smell of him made her uncomfortable.

"Who am I? Haha! Who am I? You didn't even recognize me? I am the great King of Sutter, Xavius! "Haha!" Xavius laughed out in a very proud manner!

"Xavius? Are you the queen's counselor, Xavius? How did you become like this? " Tyrande couldn't imagine how Xavius, who had originally been a lofty noble, could become so unsightly!

"How did it become like this? It was all thanks to your teacher's good father! " Xavius said resentfully.

"I don't understand what you're saying." Tyrande thought to herself, What does this have to do with Lord Hildano?

"I don't need you to understand! I will make you suffer the pain that he inflicted on me on behalf of that damned Hildano! " Xavius said frantically.

"Disperse!" Daselma, who was standing at the side, quickly used Repel, which was a skill that the Night Elves still called Disperse. It wasn't until Karsi used it that the Mages' skills were converted to Exiled, but Exile was more suitable than Disperse, so I kept on calling it Exile.

Dasrima opened the prison door and released Tyrande, "Lord Worshipper, let's go! Originally, I was prepared for a period of time, but the resurrection of Xavius has changed my plans, so I can't wait any longer. I will lead my friends to escort you into the temple, where the Moon Guard is currently blocking the demons from entering the temple.

"Alright, let's go in quickly. I think I can find a shortcut to enter the temple." Tyrande said.

"Good, we will take the shortcut and enter. After all, there are too many demons outside the temple!" Dasrima agreed with Tyrande.

Tyrande knew that time was running out, so she quickly led the Dulema and the other elves to a hidden passageway that led to the temple. The secret passage had been built by the Moon Guard's officer, Holland Moonblade, just in case.

Xavius recovered from his exile and smiled strangely, "So there are shortcuts in the godly temple!" Everything seemed to be in the hands of Xavius. A Sutter came in from the outside, bowed to Xavius, and said, "My lord, we have discovered the secret passage to the temple!"

"Haha!" "Ok, order everyone to attack the temple!" Xavius finally had the feeling of commanding a large army!

"Yes sir!" Sutter went out immediately and began to gather troops.

"My lord priest, you're back!" When one of the acolytes saw Tyrande, he immediately came forward to welcome her.

"I'm fine. Please inform Lord Holland that I've brought a portion of the Magi with me to participate in the battle against the demons!" Tyrande wanted to give them a proper name, otherwise they would have to be the ones who helped.

"Sure, please wait a moment!" The offering acolyte left.

"Thank you, Lord Sacrifice!" If they did not have a proper name, they would still be a group of sinners, no matter how meritorious they were. A group of sinners who brought demons to Kalimdor.

"You're welcome, you're here for the future of the night elves, you shouldn't be sinners!" Tyrande said.

"Tyrande, how did you get back?" Holland anxiously walked up to Tyrande and asked.

"Coming back from the dark tunnel." Tyrande said strangely that she did not know what Holland meant by that.

"Quick, prepare to leave. Tyrande, immediately lead the magicians to protect the civilians and enter our camp from the back of the temple. There is a stone gate in the camp, and once you push it open, you will see another secret passage. That is the path that leads to the outside of Asala." Holland said anxiously.

"What's going on? Lord Holland, I don't understand, why are we evacuating the temple? " Tyrande was confused by Holland.

"According to the report from the magic sensor I installed at the tunnel entrance, there are two groups of people here. The first group is you, so the second group is undoubtedly the enemy. Therefore, this place is no longer safe!" Holland quickly explained.

"Okay, I will immediately lead the civilians away from here." Tyrande didn't say much. Time was of the essence.

"We'll help you, Lord Priest!" This was not a good time for a good name!

With the help of Dasrima and the wizards, Tyrande quickly moved the Night Elves out of the tunnel and headed for Akara.

While Tyrande was leading the Night Elf commoners towards Akara, a figure appeared in front of them. The figure rapidly approached the Night Elf's group.

"Tyrande? "Why are you here? Weren't you in Asalene?" The sudden voice startled Tyrande. She subconsciously gathered the power of the stars in her highly nervous state, but when she turned around, she realized that the one who spoke was her beloved — Malfurion!

"Malfurion! "Why are you here?" Tyrande cried out happily. She threw herself into Malfurion's arms, disregarding everything else. After their conversation with Illidan, Tyrande clearly knew that she had fallen in love with this genius Druid.