Legend of Warcraft

Chapter 382
As expected, under the double pressure of Andy and Illidan, defeat is a matter of time.

There was a trace of hatred, regret, and unwillingness in Magtheridon's eyes. His body crashed to the ground, and green blood flowed all over the ground, covering a large area in just a moment.

After Magtheridon died, the demons in the Karabor Temple suddenly lost their minds, and they all ran wildly. The work of paying the taxes was relatively easy.

A crying draenei rushed out from a dark corner, the first thing he did was to slash at Magtheridon's body, until the edge of the knife in his hand was rolled up, and then gradually stop.

Both Andy and Illidan looked at the draenei indifferently, neither of them had a good impression of them.

"Who are you?" Andy asked coldly.

"Me?" The draenei raised his head, wiped the tears from his face and said, "I am Akama. This temple was originally ours, but now it has been ruined by these demons."

"You are Akama?" Andy frowned, "The leader of the Broken One?"

"Andy, do you know him?" Illidan looked at Andy with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I happen to know something, but it's not what I imagined." After Andy finished speaking, he turned to Akama and said, "You are much older than Velen."

"Have you seen Velen?" Akama couldn't help but shouted with surprise on his face, "Where did you see him?"

"Does this have something to do with you?" Andy snorted coldly, "Why did you come out now?"

Akama looked embarrassed, and smiled wryly: "We can't afford to provoke demons, unlike Velen and the others, how can we fight against demons when we are alone and weak?"

"Then why did you separate and follow the Naaru?" Illidan was also curious.

"We don't want to be like Velen and the others, they have already sold themselves to the Naaru." Akama suddenly became excited, "Do you think the Naaru are good things, they just want to occupy this world too , but judging from the present, they are few in number, and they can't do anything to the devil for a while."

Illidan and Andy glanced at each other. It seemed that Illidan got the news right. The reason why the Naaru helped the Draenei was entirely out of selfish considerations.But in any case, they still provided a refuge for the draenei and the expedition.Without the help of the Naaru, the Draenei might not be able to rebuild Shattrath City in their lifetime. That city is as important as this temple!
"Illidan, I think it's time for me to go back. I need to meet Khadgar again. I will tell him the truth when I have a chance." Andy said, "I should also learn about the Naaru spaceship. It's over."

After watching Andy leave, Illidan ordered to Akama: "Matheridon is dead, and I will be the ruler of this place from now on, the new king of Outland!"

How dare Akama refuse to obey, she obediently agreed.

"Go and dispose of Magtheridon's body." After Illidan finished speaking, he walked out of the platform, leaving Akama alone on it.

Akama looked at Illidan's leaving back, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and quickly summoned some broken ones to come up, use ropes to remove Magtheridon's body from the platform, and then wash away the green blood.

"My lord, what should we do?" A short broken man came over and asked.

Akama looked back at the temple coldly, and said bitterly: "Dispose of Magtheridon's body, but don't dispose of it so cleanly."

The short Shatter nodded, waved his hand and led a group of his men, dragging Magtheridon's body away from the temple.

"Illidan, Illidan, do you think you can really control us?" Akama said to himself with cold eyes, "Hmph, let's see, Draenor is mine, and no one can take it away !Even though it's broken, it's still ours!"

Since Illidan occupied the temple, his life has been quite comfortable, and Akama has tried his best to flatter him, which made Illidan feel ecstatic.A month later, Akama almost became Illidan's confidant, no matter what, let Akama do it for him.

Those elves who broke away from Kael'thas all shook their heads in silence.What Kael'thas did at the beginning made them almost desperate, but a large number of compatriots followed him. They wanted to live a good life with Illidan, but who knew it would be such a result.

The only one who didn't feel anything was Vashj. They were originally summoned by Illidan. If they left Illidan, they would lose their way of life. The key is that Illidan can continue to supply them with that kind of powerful energy. Although the amount has decreased now, but After all, there are still.

Illidan sat on the top of the temple, still being the lord of his outer domain, completely ignorant of his internal affairs.

People are impetuous and change over time!
One night, those elves quietly walked out of the temple and rushed towards the west. Their goal was Shattrath. Although the alliance and Draenei there might not accept them, they still wanted to give it a try. .

The next day Akama told Illidan about the departure of the elves, and suggested that they stay in Shadowmoon Valley forever before they went far.Illidan shook his head and left, he didn't need them now.

Without the elves, all Illidan could rely on was Akama and his Broken Ones.

The current Illidan is like a prisoner without freedom, staying alone on the platform at the top of the temple, and the entire temple below the platform has fallen into the actual control of Akama.

"Akama, how long is it?" In Akama's private room, an image floated in the air, and Akama knelt in front of him.

"Soon, Master." Akama said respectfully, "Illidan is completely worthless, he will no longer have any influence on the legion. And Kael'thas has gone to Netherstorm, maybe he has already It worked."

"Very good, Akama." The image said, "After the matter is completed, the benefits will be indispensable to you. Your task now is to keep an eye on Illidan, Kael'thas, and I will personally supervise it."

Akama nodded respectfully, then watched the image disappear before standing up with cold eyes.If it wasn't for the master, Illidan would already be a dead man!Akama thought.

If Andy was present, he would be surprised to find that the image of Akama kneeling is absolutely familiar to him.

His bronze-colored skin was bathed in flames, his eyes were also spitting out tongues of fire, and his head had a pair of sharp horns, but it looked a little illusory.

Sargeras, the corrupted titan who controlled the entire Burning Legion and wanted to destroy Azeroth all the time, finally couldn't bear it anymore and revealed his true body.

(End of this chapter)