Zhu Tian started by deceiving his father-in-law from the perspective of pirates.

"Yes! Sargeras is currently possessing Illidan's body. He radiates arcane light and has regained the power of the Titans. As for the origins of you night elves, I think you should know, right?"

"We night elves are a race that came into being thanks to the blessing of the great Elune."

"Do you believe that? Is there anything shameful about admitting you were once a dark troll?" Rhodes sneered.

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

In a later version, troll elves appeared, a race somewhere between night elves and trolls.

Some other night elves believe this, but as the leader of the night elf race for over ten thousand years, don't you know all this?

The fact that her race's origins had been revealed made Tyrande feel slightly uncomfortable.

The night elves have always tried to forget that past. They don't want any association with the filthy troll race, but there are some things they have to admit.

"Please! Demigod, my people cannot accept this!"

“You are products of arcane energy, so powerful arcane power and powerful order will have a fatal attraction for you night elves,” Rhodes said.

It's only because your Night Elf race has been detached from arcane energy for a long time that you're less affected. If you were to switch to the Nightborne or Blood Elves, they would have already gone mad upon seeing such a perfect incarnation of the Arcane God.

“I understand, my demigod. Azeroth promised me that if I let her possess me, she would grant me one wish afterward,” Tyrande said.

“Yes! Azeroth told me about this. Don’t worry! After we return to Azeroth, I will find some time to go to the Emerald Dream and rescue Malfurion,” Rhodes said.

Tyrande willingly allowed Azeroth to possess her body partly because of Elune. Another reason was that Tyrande wanted to find someone to rescue Malfurion.

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

For Rhodes, this was a simple matter; he only needed to spare a moment to go to that corrupted dream world and rescue Malfurion.

"I... I want to change my wish. Can you... can you give Illidan back to me?" Tyrande's face was slightly flushed.

Good heavens! What am I saying? Why? Why would I abandon saving the man I love and instead go to save Illidan?

She herself found it unbelievable when she said those words.

"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 might take some time, but we can still get him out."

"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 belongs to Sargeras.” Rhodes rejected Tyrande’s suggestion outright.

"I know, my demigod, you... you can resurrect Illidan, right?"

"I... I don't want to be with him, but... I just want to rescue him, even if... even if it means putting him back in jail." Tyrande's voice even had a hint of shyness.

She couldn't believe she had said those words.

"Do I have to repeat myself? This is Sargeras' body, and he belongs to Sargeras now," Rhodes said, rolling his eyes.

In the future, Sargeras will be following me to conquer the heavens. I can't summon his true form now; he needs a physical body to move around in, and Illidan is undoubtedly the best choice. His body is the one that can best unleash Sargeras's fighting power.

Upon hearing this, Tyrande's two pointed ears drooped instantly, clearly showing her great disappointment.

"Get some rest! Azeroth should wake up by this time tomorrow, and when you wake up again, you'll already be home." Rhodes finished speaking and turned to leave.

Sometimes you have to admit, a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea!

"Wait a minute, Demigod, I've learned about you, I, I..."

"???"

“You have many wives, but it seems none of them are with you this time. If you feel lonely tonight, perhaps I can offer some comfort and soothe your empty heart,” Tyrande said with a charming smile.

This Wilderness Demigod was someone the Night Elves had secretly investigated; he was known to collect female mates.

"So the dried bananas are real, right?"

"Please, Lord God, can we not talk about this?"

Okay! I admit that the dried banana thing is true, I don't know where you heard that.

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

This is all Malfurion's fault, that bastard, who keeps going off to sleep in the Emerald Dream.

“Once Sargeras no longer needs him, I will return this body to you and resurrect Illidan.”

"My Lord Demigod, we are just helping each other pass the lonely nights and comforting each other's hearts."

Without any special feelings, I won't enter your life, and please don't enter mine either.

"That suits me perfectly." Rhodes took Tyrande's hand and led her into his room. To be honest, it's been a month since I transmigrated, and I haven't had sex yet!

Tyrande's face held a hint of anticipation; she hadn't felt the warmth of a male for thousands of years.

"What foolish mortals, their minds are filled with nothing but reproduction." Sargeras scoffed as he studied the Space Stone and the Power Stone.

He then continued to focus on studying the two Infinity Stones, which gave him great inspiration.

Chapter 211 First Encounter with Thor, Journey to the Dwarf Planet

Around noon the next day, Rhodes and Tyrande finished comforting each other and lay down together in the room, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

Tyrande had one leg draped over Rhodes, holding a cup of Asgardian mead in her hand, which she drank in large gulps, her face slightly flushed.

The Asgardian honey made her slightly tipsy.

"So you actually had feelings for both of them, right? But in the end you chose Malfurion," Rhodes asked.

“Hmm! I wasn’t sure before, but now it seems that’s true. I’m not entirely without feelings for Illidan, as for Malfurion…” Tyrande fell silent.

"If I were to resurrect Illidan, would you choose Illidan?" Rhodes asked, stroking the smooth thigh in his hand.

“No! If something were to happen between us, I would no longer be the goddess of his dreams.” Tyrande shook her head and said.

Okay! Let me mourn for you for a few seconds. You've really had a tough time, Egg. But what I said back then has come true. I really am seeking some comfort in Tyrande's arms!

"I won't erase your memories. Just don't talk nonsense when you go back," Rhodes said, stroking Tyrande.

The skin of the night elves is smoother than that of the high elves.

"Demigod, you planned to erase my memories from the beginning, didn't you? I can tell, don't try to fool me," Tyrande said, rolling her eyes.

Having lived for ten thousand years, she could sometimes see things clearly. This demigod had previously tried to erase her memories.

He wouldn't have changed his mind if they hadn't become intimate.

“My plan is really crazy, and many people may not be able to accept it,” Rhodes said, stroking the other’s smooth shoulder.

“I understand. Lord Azeroth should be waking up soon. I think I should go and get ready,” Tyrande said, getting up from Rhodes’s arms.

It's hard to explain why Azeroth suddenly woke up in this state.

Go ahead! I'll come find you when I have time.

“It’s best to sneak in at night. Malfurion spends almost all his time sleeping in the Emerald Dream,” Tyrande said, putting on her white nightgown.

She truly enjoyed the power of the demigod, and she was now experiencing a strange sense of excitement and pleasure.

This feeling is simply tempting enough to commit a crime! Originally, Tyrande only intended to have this one time with Rhodes, but now, she wants a second and a third time.

Tyrande took a shower and changed back into her old clothes. In the afternoon, Azeroth woke up, and her eyes, which had turned from light blue, returned to gold.

"What's going on, Rhodes? I can feel this body; it's very excited and very happy." After waking up, Azeroth moved his body and asked with some confusion.

"While you were asleep, I took her around Asgard, and perhaps the atmosphere here made her feel happy!"

"After all, I've just arrived in a new world, and I'm a little excited...cough cough! It's all new and exciting," Rhodes said.

How could I not be happy? How could I not be excited?

A woman who has been holding back for thousands of years suddenly releases her pent-up emotions; it would be strange if she wasn't happy and excited!

Rhodes could tell that Tyrande was the type of woman who was secretly passionate. She was usually aloof and dignified, like a goddess, but once she opened the floodgates, she could be quite seductive.

"It's good that Tyrande is happy. I will return her body after we return to Azeroth."

“I’m asking you, if I use some technology to create a body for you like Tyrande, can you use this clone for a long time?” Rhodes asked.

Cloning technology exists in many parts of the world; even one's own deformed leaf can be used to achieve this.

However, it is still different from the original.

"It probably won't work. An ordinary body isn't enough to fully contain my soul. That's why Tyrande can."

"It's because she served as a priestess of the moon for ten thousand years, and under the shroud of Elune's moonlight power, her body was filled with divinity, which allowed me to possess her."

"Anyway, I'll try to figure something out! See if I can get you a normal clone," Rhodes said.

The fact that these two women were in one body always made Rhodes feel strange.

That evening, after Azeroth awoke, Odin, the god-king, received them once more, and Sargeras also emerged from his secluded room.

“Welcome to my guests, Your Highness Azeroth, Your Highness Sargeras, and Your Highness Rhodes, please have a seat!” Odin said.

"Thank you for saving my father. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that my father was dying and that Ragnarok was happening." A tall man with blond hair and a warhammer spoke up beside Odin.

This person is none other than Thor, one of the Avengers' top combatants. Not long ago, he received his father's summons and returned to Asgard, where he met a middle-aged version of his father, no longer the white-haired, seemingly frail old man.

After that, his father told him many things, including news of Ragnarok and the idea of ​​moving to another world.

"You must be Thor, right? It's true what they say, seeing is believing." Rhodes smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with Thor.

"That's right, I am Thor. I'll be troubling you all for the next while." Thor smiled and greeted Rhodes and the others one by one.

His father, Odin, had said that the other party was very powerful and that he had to be extremely polite. To be honest, he was quite looking forward to this trip to a completely new universe.

“Odin, Azeroth has now recovered. Can we forge our own artifacts?” Rhodes asked.

These past few days have been entirely spent waiting for Azeroth to recover; otherwise, they would have already begun forging their own artifacts.

"No problem, everyone! I've already discussed it with the Dwarf Kingdom, and you can go there anytime you want."

"My son, Thor, will guide you, and we'll cross the Rainbow Bridge together," Odin said.

Everyone nodded and arrived on the Rainbow Bridge. Heimdall immediately activated the Rainbow Bridge, and a beam of seven-colored light enveloped them before they were quickly teleported away.

A beam of seven-colored light shone through the Rainbow Bridge, and in just a moment, the group arrived at their destination: Nidavellir, the planet inhabited by the dwarves.

This place is home to a neutron star that was captured by the dwarves using special methods. The neutron star's high temperature provides them with the energy to forge weapons.

At this point, Rhodes really wanted to complain: "You guys actually captured one of the most dangerous celestial bodies in the universe, a neutron star. Sure enough, in the Marvel universe, you can't define things by the laws of physics."