Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Sylvanas, Alleria and the Moon Priestess used long-range support to help Brox kill the bat riders brought by Varo'then with all his strength to prevent the bat riders from disturbing Malfurion's meditation and Garen's battle.

"He's so strong!"

Illidan had been watching coldly and threw the Glaive of Azzinoth in his hand casually. A Batrider was split in half in the air. Then the emerald green blade did not stop and continued to spin in the air until it flew a circle and killed four Batriders before flying back to Illidan's hand.

Compared to others, Illidan saw more clearly with his special vision. Although Varo'then and Garen only used the simplest charge, slash, parry, and cleave in their fight, these ordinary combat skills were practiced to the extreme by them, and their speed and strength had reached the ultimate of mortals.

This made it easy for them to deal with those ordinary demons with just one strike per monster!

At least Illidan knew that in close combat, he was no match for Varothen and Garen.

Illidan's feeling was not wrong. After all, Varo'then among them was a veteran strongman among the upper elves, a magic swordsman who combined arcane magic with combat skills. And Garen learned the combat skills that humans had perfected over thousands of years. He became a high-level warrior at the age of twelve or thirteen, and he had fought his way out of the orcs' sea of ​​blood and corpses. His two-handed swordsmanship had already reached the maximum level!

Illidan failed in his druid magic and turned to the arcane. However, in this timeline, he lacked the guidance of the time traveler Rhonin. Although he had an excellent talent in the arcane, he lacked the accumulation of time. Now, he can only improve his strength if he can perfect the new profession he just developed.

Just as Illidan was in a daze, Malfurion spoke up: "We must act quickly! The portal is almost complete!"

Malfurion completed his meditation and adjusted himself to the best state, but he was very worried at this time. When he opened his eyes, he found that the vortex below the Dragon Soul had changed. The edge of the Well of Eternity had taken on a worrying green luster, which was too similar to the evil fire of the Burning Legion, which was really worrying.

Now they still have many obstacles in front of them, and they have to fight with the demons that block their way, and cannot take immediate action on the Demon Soul and the portal.

The black dragon and the remaining magic bat knights in the sky are still fighting. The advantage of the Black Dragon King has become increasingly obvious, but he does not have the energy left to destroy all the magic bat knights and compete for the demon soul!

"Oh?"

Compared to the anxious Malfurion, Illidan was in a much more cheerful mood: "Finally, such a critical moment has arrived. Now it's my turn to save the world!"

Illidan had been waiting for this moment for a long time: "I have an idea!!"

"What's the plan?" Malfurion asked, looking at the ominous black vortex and portal.

"I plan to turn Sargeras' portal into a huge whirlpool, sucking all the demons away from Kalimdor and throwing them back to their void world!"

Illidan was very proud of himself, and seemed to be very proud of the method he could come up with: "With just one spell, we can reverse the effect of the disc! Then we can save our people and everything in this world!"

Illidan spoke these words loudly, as if he was talking to Tyrande who was fighting. Unfortunately, the Moon Priestess, like the Windrunner sisters, was bending her bow to kill the demon bats in the sky, and did not pay attention to the plan Illidan had just told her.

"Perhaps it could work!" Malfurion agreed.

There was no response from Tyrande, and Malfurion's recognition only gave Illidan some consolation.

"Then let's go!" Illidan said, and took out a long and thin bottle from his waist pocket. "This will be fun!"

Although he could not see what was in the scarlet glass bottle, the feeling of it still gave Malfurion a clear and strong sense of uneasiness.

"Illidan, what's in that bottle? What are you doing?" Malfurion's uneasiness became more and more intense!

"Do what our people cannot do!" Illidan's eyes did not leave the bottle thoughtfully. "And this is just a bottle of water taken from the Well of Eternity."

Illidan's light-hearted words startled Malfurion's heart. He realized that he and his brother were drifting further and further apart!

Illidan stole the water from the Well of Eternity. Even the upper elves were only using the power of the Well of Eternity floating in the air. It would be very dangerous for them to come into direct contact with the water of the Well of Eternity!

This would be tantamount to embracing the dark magic of the Burning Legion.

But on second thought, Illidan seemed to have accepted the power bestowed by the demon lord Sargeras!

What can I do to save you! My Doudou!

"Illidan..."

Malfurion tried to stop his brother from doing something irreversible.

Illidan ignored Malfurion's words and stroked the cork of the glass bottle with a finger.

This crystal-clear cork is actually a small, full-length statue of Queen Azshara.

Once the cork was removed, Illidan poured the liquid in the bottle over himself.

The water of the Well of Eternity is not real water, at least not in the way Illidan imagined.

This was a liquid condensed from highly concentrated arcane energy, and the well water did not fall down to cover Illidan's body.

In fact, it only made Illidan a little wet temporarily, and then the places on Illidan's body that were touched by the water flashed a luster, and immediately turned into a terrible dark black color.

The magic patterns on Illidan's body flashed, and then the well water seeped directly into Illidan's body, filling his body, just like sucking the energy of the hellhound just now, causing his body to begin to swell.

Illidan looked happy: "Yes, yes, I can feel the raw power of the Well of Eternity. It's time to end this farce!"

"I will deal with Mannoroth and break his will to protect the portal. You will find a chance to seize the Dragon Soul, my brother!"

Not long after Illidan rushed out, he heard a roar from deep in the woods: "Varosen, you useless bastard, don't let this mob disturb me!"

Unfortunately, Mannoroth had no idea that Varoson had been suppressed by Garin at this time. The word "waste" almost made Varoson spit out blood.

Varo'then looked around and found that the remaining bats had been almost wiped out by the Windrunner sisters and Tyrande.

He admitted that he had underestimated Garin. He thought that Garin had escaped several times before because he could not beat him. He did not expect that this traitor was playing the pig and eating the tiger, and had been hiding his true strength!

Varoson has always believed that Garin is just a person who is good at space magic and uses his flattery to rise to power!

Unexpectedly, he was being pressed to the ground and rubbed!