At the beginning of the game, the gods tricked Kaido into drinking the blood of evil energy

Chapter 210 Tyrande, Dried Bananas

In the next few days, Rhodes discovered a strange phenomenon. Tyrande seemed to be dressing herself up. She put on a white dress and turned back into the dress of the Moon Priestess.

And intentionally or unintentionally, he would hang around in front of Illidan who was possessed by the demon, as if to show his presence.

Then, President Sa looked at him like an idiot and he closed his door. He told Rhodes that when Azeroth woke up, he should call him when they went to forge the artifact.

"Tyrande, I should have told you that the current controller of Illidan's body is Sargeras. Don't do anything unnecessary." Rhodes looked at Tyrande speechlessly.

I say, sister, why do you want to dress up like a 28-year-old girl and wear the same clothes as the newly hired Moon Priestess?

"Uh! I don't know either, but Lord Demigod! I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart. Oh my God! I can't even describe what this feeling is." Tyrande said, touching her chin.

Looking at Illidan, whose whole body was filled with arcane brilliance, Tyrande had an indescribable feeling.

Once I was the white moonlight in Illidan's heart, the most beautiful evergreen tree, and the perfect incarnation of the goddess.

On the eve of the War of the Ancients, the two brothers pursued her together. At that time, she chose Malfurion, who was closer to nature and more mature and stable, rather than Illidan, who was like a young boy.

After the War of the Ancients, many of his tribesmen demanded the execution of Illidan, but he tried his best to stop it and begged Malfurion, who changed the sudden death into eternal imprisonment.

But as time went on, she served as the leader of the night elves for 10,000 years, learned the intrigues between various groups, and saw too many people and things.

And Illidan was imprisoned in that dark cage for ten thousand years, and he never even visited Illidan once.

After the Burning Legion invaded again, she remembered the man she had forgotten deep in her heart, the man who was most suitable to fight against the Burning Legion.

To be honest, when Illidan was first rescued, Tyrande was somewhat expectant and hoped that Illidan could grow up a little.

At least be a little more mature and stop saying those extremely cheesy love words to yourself. Those words may be okay to fool young girls, but come on! Is it really okay for you to say these words to a woman who is over 10,000 years old?

After Malfurion fell in love with me, he basically didn't stay with me for a full ten thousand years. Every time he did, he would say something like he was doing it for Azeroth, and then go to sleep in the Emerald Dream, leaving me with only dried bananas to relieve my loneliness.

To be honest, she wanted to investigate Illidan again.

But when they first met, Tyrande was a little disappointed with Illidan. She felt that this man had not grown much even after so much time.

Even Tyrande could guess what he was going to say next with every word he said.

In other words, his mind was full of how to deal with the Burning Legion and he didn't think at all about how to win the favor of a woman.

However, Illidan's love for himself remained the same, and this love even surpassed Malfurion's love for him.

No matter how mature, brave, wise, and heroic Illidan appears to be in front of others, he is just an innocent little man in front of himself.

No matter what he said, just a look or a pleading tone, Illidan would risk his life.

This is something that even Malfurion cannot do. Although she and Malfurion love each other, the one person who can do anything for her, even at all costs, must be Illidan.

If it had continued like this, even if Illidan was killed, Tyrande would not feel heartbroken or anything, but if Illidan ignored her, it would make her feel very sad.

Even she herself was surprised that she actually cared about Illidan's thoughts, which had never happened before.

So these few days, subconsciously, she put on the Moon Maiden priestess uniform that she wore when they first met. As for the origin of the clothes, she asked some local Asgard tailors to help make one for her.

"Do you feel that something you love has been taken away? You think Illidan should belong to you, right?" Rhodes suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Tyrande.

I didn't expect that! Grandma Tai has this side. I wonder if the legendary dried banana is real? The gossip fire in Rod's body burned fiercely.

After being possessed by Lord Satan these past few days, he and Illidan were quite cold towards Tyrande, and their eyes were even full of contempt, which was contempt for mortals.

This made Tyrande feel a little lost, just like a goddess whose dog suddenly ignored her, and even put on a cool guy look and ignored her.

This will make the goddess you are licking uncomfortable. It is often more attractive to the woman, of course, the premise is that you have to be handsome enough, otherwise, no one will look at you even if you look like a cool guy!

But I have to say that in terms of appearance, the current Illidan can kill Malfurion in seconds.

Malfurion now looks like a middle-aged uncle, and even has some animal features on his body. This appearance is actually very ugly in the aesthetic sense of the night elves.

After being transformed by Sargeras's power of order, Illidan is now full of a sense of being the God of Order, and can even be worshipped by the Ancient One.

As for the night elves, although they have separated themselves from arcane magic, they are essentially dark trolls. They became night elves after being baptized by the original arcane energy. This most original power of arcane order has a fatal attraction to the night elves.

Even Tyrande is no exception. Coupled with her special relationship with Illidan, Tyrande now feels like her favorite toy has been taken away, and the other party seems to have made her toy even more beautiful.

"I, I, okay! Lord Demigod, you are right, that's how I feel, I feel very lost!" In front of the demigod, Tyrande did not hide too much and directly admitted her feelings.

"Well! Tyrande, I heard that you have a dried banana." Rhodes asked casually.

"? Uh! How, how is this possible? I, I don't have that kind of thing." Tyrande turned her head away with an evasive look in her eyes.

Damn it! How could this secret be known to others? This is clearly the deepest secret in my heart!
She couldn't be blamed for this. That bastard Malfurion slept for thousands or hundreds of years each time. Every time he appeared, he would say some sweet words to her and then go back to sleep.

Even after 10,000 years, they still hadn't gotten married. Although they were lovers in name, she and Malfurion didn't hold a wedding. (There was a rumor circulating among the player community that Tyrande was willing to marry Malfurion only after Illidan's death.)
"Yes! The one who possesses Illidan's body now is Sargeras. He has the brilliance of arcane magic and has regained the power of the Titans. I think you should know the origin of you night elves, right?"

"We, the night elves, are a race blessed by the great Elune." "Do you believe this? Is there anything shameful in admitting that you were once a dark troll?" Rhodes said with a sneer.

You have nothing to do with Elune. You are Azeroth, native creatures. You are the wound of Azeroth, a race born from the energy of the Well of Eternity.

Even in a version not long after, troll elves appeared, a race between night elves and trolls.

Some other night elves believe this, but as the leader of the night elves for more than 10,000 years, don’t you know all this?

Tyrande felt a little uncomfortable when the origin of her own race was revealed in this way.

The night elves have been trying to forget that past and don't want to have anything to do with the dirty troll race, but some things have to be acknowledged.

"Please! Lord Demigod, my people can't accept this!"

"You are the product of arcane energy, so the powerful arcane power and the powerful power of order will create a fatal attraction for you, the night elves." Rhodes said.

It's just that your night elves have been away from arcane energy for a long time, so the impact is relatively small. If you change it to the nightborne or blood elves, they would have already fallen into madness when seeing such a perfect incarnation of the god of arcane.

"I understand, Lord Demigod. Azeroth once promised me that if I let her possess me, she would fulfill one of my wishes afterwards." Tyrande said.

"Well! Azeroth told me about this matter, don't worry! After we return to Azeroth, I will take some time to go to the Emerald Dream to rescue Malfurion." Rhodes said.

Tyrande was willing to let Azeroth possess her partly because of Arun, and partly because she wanted to find someone to rescue Malfurion.

The strongest demigod who can enter and exit the Emerald Dream freely, Lord Rhodes, the Azure Dragon Demigod who can enter and exit the entire Emerald Dream freely, is undoubtedly the best choice.

And this was just a piece of cake for Rhodes. He only needed to find some time to go to the corrupted dream and rescue Malfurion.

"I, I want to change this wish. Can you, can you return Illidan to me?" Tyrande's face flushed a little.

Oh my god! What am I talking about? Why? Why would I give up saving the man I love and turn to save Illidan?
When she said these words, she herself felt incredible.

"Hmm! You want Illidan? For this, you actually gave up letting me go to the Emerald Dream to rescue Malfurion."

"As for Malfurion, I can ask some archdruids for help. It may take some time, but we can still rescue him.

But Illidan! Illidan! I can't let him die like this." Tyrande took a deep breath and said.

"Well! That's a pity. Illidan is dead now, and his body now belongs to Sargeras." Rhodes directly rejected Tyrande's proposal.

"I know, Lord Demigod, you, you can resurrect Illidan, right?
I, I don't want to be with him, but, but I just want to rescue him, even if, even if, he has to be imprisoned again." Tyrande's voice was even a little shy.

She couldn't believe that she had said these words.

"Do you want me to repeat it to you again? This is Sargeras' body, and he belongs to Sargeras now." Rhodes rolled his eyes and said.

In the future, Mr. Sa will follow me to conquer the universe. Now I can't summon his real body. He must have a body that can move. And Illidan is undoubtedly the best choice. His body can best bring out Mr. Sa's fighting power.

When Tyrande heard this, her two pointed ears drooped instantly, and she was obviously very disappointed.

"Have a good rest! Azeroth should be waking up by this time tomorrow. When you wake up next time, you will be back home." After saying this, Rhodes was about to turn around and leave.

Sometimes I have to say, women’s hearts are as deep as the sea!
"Wait a minute, Master Demigod, I know you, I, I."

"???"

"You have many wives, but it seems that none of them is with you this time. If you feel lonely at night, perhaps I can enlighten you and comfort your empty heart." Tyrande said with a charming smile.

The night elves had also secretly investigated this wilderness demigod, and they found that he was very interested in collecting female mates.

“So the dried bananas are real, right?”

“Please, Lord Baishen, can we not talk about this?

OK! I admit that the air-dried banana thing is true, I don't know where you got this from.

But you should also understand my difficulties. I cannot betray Malfurion, but I also have needs on lonely nights." Tyrande said with courage.

This is all because of that bastard Malfurion, who always goes to the Emerald Dream to fall asleep.

"When Sargeras no longer needs him, I will return this body to you and resurrect Illidan."

“Master Demigod, we are just spending lonely nights together and comforting each other’s hearts.

Without any other special feelings, I will not enter your life, and please do not enter mine."

"That's just what I want." Rod took Tyrande's hand and walked into his room. To be honest, it's been a month since I came here and I haven't had any meat yet!
Tyrande had a look of anticipation on her face. It had been thousands of years since she had felt the warmth of a male.
"What a foolish mortal creature! Your mind is only thinking about reproduction." Sargeras, who was studying the Space Gem and the Power Gem, snorted coldly.

Then he continued to concentrate on studying the two Infinity Stones, which gave him great inspiration.

(End of this chapter)