Stormwind God

A knight guarding the princess sounds beautiful, doesn't it?

Unfortunately, Tyrande is doomed to fail to return the relationship.

In the emotional world, she had already sentenced Illidan to death. Illidan, who is apostate and departed, cannot be her partner who believes in nature and Elune.

Gently biting her lower lip, Tyrande's breathing was extremely rapid. She knew that as long as she hinted a little, a very powerful hero would become the combat power of the night elves.

Can she do it?

A Malfurion who also admired her was still watching.

She can only be silent!

Silence is her answer. She hopes to get Illidan's combat power, but also does not want to make a commitment on private matters.

Illidan smiled!

He moved his muscles, then walked to the room where his single weapon was stored, and took out the famous Essinos Double Blade.

The two double-edged sharp blades in the shape of a green crescent moon have a total of two. Although the shape is special, they are characterized as one-handed swords.

This set of legendary weapons began with the weapon of Ereda Doomguard Officer Essinos of the Burning Legion. Before the cataclysm of the War of the Ancients, Essinos was killed by an egg. Illidan snatched Azzinoth's weapons, and after ten thousand years, Illidan could even use them more easily than the old master of the war blade.

Its biggest feature is the mad attack speed. When the blade effect is triggered, the whole person is like a tornado, and there is no silhouette at all. Even a thumb-thick sashimi, an egg can be used in one second. Cut evenly into several hundred pieces for you to watch.

Not to mention the enemy!

Taking a pair of [Essinos Double Blades] is like automatically learning [Laying Corpse Sword Technique]. When a gust of wind passes, the enemy lays down.

Regardless of Malfurion's feeling that the wind is not pulling, anyway, if Duke is here, Illidan's action of crossing the two knives behind him is handsome.

"Okay! What do you want me to do?"

"I heard that the vanguard of the Burning Legion is polluting the Felwood with a magic weapon named [Gul'dan's Skull]. Malfurion and I are going to wake up more sleeping druids, can I trouble you to cleanse first Is it Felwood? "

"no problem!"

So Illidan rushed to the Woods with more than a hundred archers and huntresses.

Free air ... not so good.

Because echoing over the Felwood, it was the smell of devil that he was so familiar with 10,000 years ago.

The night elves beside him couldn't understand Illidan's thoughts, they just followed Tyrande's orders and followed Illidan's side.

"Weak ... weak ... too weak." Illidan said to himself.

"Sir, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about me, I'm talking about you ..."

"Ah!" The hunter captain blushed and raised his maneuvering blade: "I was trained for two thousand years ..."

She was talking in Barabara, but Illidan was not listening. His thoughts have returned to the battle of ancient times ten thousand years ago.

It was an era of devil dancing, and it was also an era of strong men.

The sky is full of powerful dragons, but even the dragons covering the sky cannot resist the terrorist offensive of the Burning Legion.

After the battle of ancient times gradually became more intense, the anger of the Burning Legion almost drove people to despair.

Even today, the dragons considered by these new generations of night elves to be the most powerful exist, they still fall from the sky like dumplings.

In that battle, Illidan desperately tried to stop the army attacking the Black Crow Bastion, and he constantly used [Mana Burning], a horrible skill that even his allies did not let go.

After burning out the mana in the body, the demons were just large targets, Illidan always thought so.

Compared with the efficiency of killing the enemy, the moon guard on his side loses his mana and even life is not worth mentioning. Unfortunately, because of his aggressive fighting style, he was removed from the leadership position of the mage army.

This blow made him even more angry.

In the end, Illidan also left the night elf army, but he embarked on a completely different path than his brother. He believed that arcane magic could not gain an advantage in war at all, so he tried to understand and control the power of demons. To this end, Illidan chose one of the most direct methods: to deliberately rely on the Burning Legion.

Sargeras is very satisfied with this. He personally injected Illidan with a powerful force through the portal, but it also taught Illidan a desperate fact that the army attacking Azeroth was just a drop in the ocean. In the countless broken worlds of the Twisting Nether, there are still more incalculable and hungry demonic army than the stars.

Even more frightening is that the demons cannot be killed outside the Twisting Nether. Unless their souls can be destroyed, their souls will return to the void and will soon reunite with one body. After learning this horrible truth, Illidan played infernal affairs more smoothly.

Ten thousand years of imprisonment made Illidan extremely weak.

An instinctual hunger kept on him in his body. Like the orcs who were once controlled by the blood of the abyss lord Mannoroth, the evil demon power has a strong addiction that is difficult for outsiders to understand.

His breathing became quicker, his perception became blurred, but something became clearer in his vision. It was a towering black beam of light that could not be seen by the night elves around him, only he had received the power of the devil. To be able to clearly see the beam of light!

"You use the squad as a unit to scatter the demon in the hunting forest and come back here to concentrate at sunset." Illidan opened the sentinel who did not want to stay beside him.

Just ten seconds later, Illidan turned his head sideways to the left and said coldly, "Come out! My eyes are blind, but the fire of the devil in my eyes allows me to see everything I should see."

Correct!

That was one of the consequences of playing Infernal Affairs 10,000 years ago. The demon king Sargeras himself destroyed his eyes, burned all the muscles in the eye sockets, and even exposed a part of the skull on the edge, and replaced by two evil energies in his eye sockets ...

The power of the same family cannot hide each other.

A death knight with pale hair and wearing a black skull heavy armor appeared from behind the tree. The rune great sword with the supreme evil aura in his hand made Illidan subconsciously turn the [Essinos Double Blade ] Mentioned on the hand.

"You! Yes! Who !?" Illidan asked.

"Death Knight Arthas Menethil! The King of the Kingdom of Lordaeron opposite the Endless Sea! Her Majesty's most loyal servant!" ——

ps, the cold has begun ...

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