Stratholme God

Chapter 1499 My destiny is up to me!
Even though this line is exactly the same as in history, the dog thief is already familiar enough to recite it, but he still couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "In the eyes? Didn't you see that Illidan has been blind for 1 years?"

Tyrande next to him almost choked on his own saliva on the spot. He secretly pinched McDonnell's palm and reminded in a low voice, "Now the allies are doing the work."

"I know……"

Over there, Illidan, who just came back to his senses and figured out the current situation, frowned.

He finally played Secret Infiltration in the Twisting Nether, and he was playing well, but suddenly he was interrupted by such a magic stick, and even his soul was pulled back.One can imagine the upset in my heart.

Hey!You big golden light bulb, if you can't speak, you don't have to.

Illidan suppressed his anger and bared his shark teeth: "I gave up that talent a long time ago."

What I recalled was the scene of his eyeballs being forcibly gouged out when he pretended to take refuge in Sarras in the War of the Ancients, and two fel eye ridges sprayed out from the withered eye sockets...

Pain, mania, restlessness, and all kinds of negative emotions want to vent out irrepressibly.

He was getting more and more upset.

Where did the alliance find the sorceress?

If he hadn't caught a glimpse of Tyrande's slender figure in the distance, he wouldn't even want to talk nonsense to Zela.

"Don't you want to take back the lost things and become a complete thing?" The MLM leader Zela continued to persuade, even his voice was full of temptation.

Illidan caught a glimpse of Tyrande and McDonald interlocking fingers.

pain!It hurts so much!
Even if he had learned about Tyrande through a private message with his family's demon hunter who was imprisoned in the watchman's prison early in the morning, when he actually saw this scene, he still felt a little pain in his balls.

He forced himself to look at Zela, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not interested in this—the destruction of the Legion is my life's pursuit."

As soon as this was said, not to mention Velen and Turalyon who were not far away, even the heroes of the Alliance watching the ceremony in the distance, and the bosses of the Alliance watching the live broadcast in various places, all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Illidan did what he said, at least resurrecting Illidan would not be a mistake.

Zela is full of holy light, and those who are familiar with her methods will know that she has secretly started to forcibly brainwash her: "My child, you have given so much and received so little. Your potential, your salvation, lies in you In front of... throw away your shattered and evil body, and embrace the power of the Holy Light."

Unknowingly, the Holy Light was like a barrier, firmly surrounding Illidan from all directions.

Illidan took two steps back subconsciously, looked around, and the anger on his brows became more obvious: "I once traded my freedom for power. Don't even think about it..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zela said in the tone of a judge without any doubt: "The prophecy—must! Must! Fulfill! Fulfill!"

After the words fell, a golden shackle of holy light bound Illidan tightly, making him unable to move, and his whole body was forcibly pulled into the air.

Not to mention other bigwigs in the alliance, even Velen, an old master, immediately realized that Zela had crossed the line.

The founding foundation of the alliance is "seeking common ground while reserving differences" proposed by McDonald.

The existence of different races and countries has different beliefs and pursuits.You can go to the other party's home to preach or something, but you must not use coercive means to force the other party to believe in your religion.For example, forcing the druids of the natural sect to believe in the holy light or something.

After Illidan said the words "I want to destroy the Burning Legion", he was tantamount to returning to the night elves.If Zela tried again, it would be too much.

"Ah!?" Turalyon subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop it.

too late!
Zela's Holy Light began to deny her access to beings other than Illidan.

Her voice sounded more and more fanatical: "Your past life will become a cloud, and the holy light will cast a new you."

"Ah!" Tyrande pulled out the longbow subconsciously, and the smile on the corner of Macdonald's mouth was like a wonderful rest, forcing Tyrande to stop her movements.

After getting along for so many years, she dare not say that she knows Mr. Mai very well, but he has a thorough understanding of his little tricks-everytime when McDonald smiles so badly, someone must be unlucky, and it must not be the one who seems to have the upper hand now the one.

Gritting her teeth, Tyrande lowered her bow.

Sure enough, in the next second, McDonald's hand was on the back of her hand, which meant to ask her to be calm.

Over there, how could Illidan be cowardly?
A magic stick who came out of nowhere said that he wanted his life, and what kind of holy light did he want his soul to submit to?
What interstellar joke?
I have planned a great cause for N years, how can I let you, a shit Naru, destroy it?
Illidan growled. "Want my life? You're not worthy—"

"The Holy Light will heal your wounds!" Zela's voice was like a thousand bells, ringing in Illidan's ears.

Illidan struggled frantically, and the shackles of the Holy Light made a "squeaky" sharp explosion in front of his violence, and his roar was reminiscent of those ancient beasts that roamed the continent of ancient Azeroth: "Scars create The real me-"

Just as he broke free a little, the shackles of the holy light tightened again.

"Holy Light is your destiny—" Zela's low voice of judgment contained a certain sense of destiny that was hard to resist.

Shengguang Dasheng!

Like the sun falling into the mortal world, the bright golden light blinded thousands of spectators.

Anyone would think that Zela had won.

At this critical moment, Illidan's last stubbornness broke out!
It was an ancient Kaldorei language.

Although the translation into the common language "My destiny is in my own hands" is also very domineering, but when McDonald heard it, it suddenly became——

"I control my own life!"

Secondary school!

Too high school!

No matter how many times you listen to it, you will feel that your middle school soul is burning!

In the next moment, a huge fel energy that Zela had never imagined gushed out from the depths of Illidan's soul, and every fel energy rune on his body bloomed with a strange green light.

What shot out from those eye sockets without eyeballs was the ultimate move of the demon hunter——

Dynamic death light, no, it's [Eye Prism Ray]!
This is a world where spiritual power manifests itself. When a sophomore in middle school masters the self-hypnotic skill of 'I'm invincible in the world', then everything is possible.

Under the eyes of all the people, the sacred golden light of Zela, the majestic mother of the holy light, was suppressed by Illidan's green eye prism.

In McDonnell's field of vision, the golden light on Zela standing on the left shrank rapidly.It feels like the size of Shengguang has been hit from Z to A all of a sudden.

This... such a big holy light is actually an inflatable fake?
This is false propaganda!

All the bosses present, except for McDonald, no one had the leeway to think wildly. They subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands until the ultimate duel between the evil energy and the holy light caused a shocking explosion.

"boom!"

A few seconds later, when everyone recovered their eyesight from the strong light, everyone was stunned.

Zela, the Mother of Light, exploded, and there was no piece of naaru fragments in her body, and she was completely shattered into golden beans.And Illidan fell to the ground slumped...

(End of this chapter)