Azeroth’s Death Track

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In Felwood, the defeated demons are hiding everywhere in this long and narrow forest zone, and in their original base camp Shadow Castle, there are many elite demons hidden. After losing the command of Malonos, These demons started fighting each other, and for a time they were beaten by the coalition forces attacked from the south and the elf army attacked from Mount Hyjal.

But the number of demons still dominates, like a big cake. With the size of night elves or coalition forces, trying to eat it all at a stretch is almost impossible.

However, after the most painful time, the news of the counterattack gave the recently attacked night elves a chance to vent. After confirming that the demon would not threaten the Holy Mountain, all the night elves’ legions began. Big counterattack.

But some gossip always makes people feel uneasy, such as the conflict between Ms. Tyrande and General Shantis, or the rumors that spread quickly among the civilians, and the lunar priests no longer respond to prayers. There is no more terrible news for a religious civilization.

The death of the demigod Cenarius and the disappearance of Archdruid Malfurion, these two news also spread out at the upper level of the night elves. Although it has not been extended to the lower level, but the feeling of mountain rain is coming It still caused a certain turmoil in the entire night elf society.

Some of these people of insight have already felt that the transformation of the environment of Azeroth will begin to affect the always-closed night elf civilization, but how to adapt to this change, or to seize this opportunity, is still in The biggest problem facing the night elf civilization.

It is said that Ms. Tyrande has kept herself in the Moon Temple for the past few days. She is eager for guidance from Elune, but in fact... no one can guide her.

From now on, the night elves have to rely on themselves.

But to be honest, these storms have not affected the army, at least not Mr. Illidan. This guy who has only recently reappeared in the eyes of the night elves is a very complicated person. People resist him for some reason, but this does not Will not affect the cruel strangulation of demons by Illidan and his followers.

"Wow"

A pair of black wings, very similar to the wings of a demon, spread behind a night elf with a blindfold. This guy covered in green magic patterns held a sharp moon blade in his hand and jumped down from the hillside, just like Like a flying predator, waving a moonblade rushed into the group of demons gathered underneath. His double blades staggered towards the tallest demon, and the vigorous evil energy shone from his body. Out, like a pair of sharp scissors, at the moment he landed, the staggered green light blade flashed through the demons.

With just one blow, at least 7 demons were killed.

The moment the guy fell to the ground, a pair of wings suddenly opened, his slender body suspended in the air, his eyes under the black blindfold burst into a cannon-like glow, and at the next moment, two fierce flames like a pillar of fire from him Erupted in his eyes for several meters, the pain of the demon roaring in front of him was burning in an instant.

This weird combat skill and that terrible lethality prove that this is a weird profession that was rarely known before...

Yes, this is a demon hunter, the dark road created by Illidan Stormrage, the dark walker who was born to hunt the demon, sacrifices his eyes to obtain the ultimate perception of any demon, and uses the body as a seal to the demon soul Captive cage, and draw the power of terror from those imprisoned powerful souls, use the evil energy of the demons to fight, and when necessary, can also be combined with the demon sealed in the body...

They are almost natural enemies of demons.

In just ten minutes, a demon in a camp was beheaded and killed by this slender figure. He was not even injured, but just a little tired.

"Oturis, your skills are regressing."

A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness not far away. At the moment of hearing the voice, the demon hunter immediately stood up straight, and said to the night elf walking out of the shadow with some shame:

"Yes, Master Illidan... The long imprisonment has reduced my control of the demon soul in my body. It is resisting me. I need a little time to repress it, but please rest assured, Master Illidan, I will not let you down!"

"You've always been like this, Oturis."

Illidan stood in the destroyed demon camp. The dark red stripe on his face appeared strange, and he said to the follower in front of him:

"I also trust you as before, you are my best disciple, Ottoris, your heroic performance in the battle of the ancients still remembers me to this day, but the times have changed after all, 10,000 years ago Power is not enough to deal with this strange era now...Auturis, tell me, how many of our companions are still sober?"

This heavy problem also made Oturis feel a little sad, he said softly:

"Not much, Master Illidan, many people were repulsed by the spirit of the demon in the long imprisonment. The first thing we left the prison cage was to end their lives with our own hands...the only thing left to fight now is I, Nesalil, Theras, Arantien, and Crimson Blade Loramus. Saribidis, Theronus. Criminals, and finally the only recruits who survived the war. Larius, but his situation is very bad, I even dare not let him play."

Illidan did not speak. The tough leader also showed a touch of sadness at this moment. After ten seconds, he said softly:

"At that time, the Illidari Legion left us only the last Dark Walkers... really sad! Our compatriots obviously do not want us to continue to guard them... are you confused? Oturis? After thousands of years of prisoners, have you ever regretted following me?"

"No! No!"

The slender night elf demon hunter shouted:

"No one regrets! Lord Illidan, we are all avengers who have escaped their lives from the ruins of the battle of the ancients. Our surviving lives are for killing demons. You gave us the power of revenge and guide us. No one will regret the direction of progress! In fact, I am very honored to stand here and continue to fight for the clan!"

"It's not enough, Ottoris, it's not enough."

Illidan bent down and picked up a burnt skull from the burned demon bone. He put the skull in front of his eyes and said softly:

"Our compatriots are delighted to defeat the demons again, but only you and I know that this victory is nothing...The Burning Legion will come again, and by that time, who can our weak compatriots depend on? Even if We have given our lives for this, Ottoris, and we have a hard time saving them... we need more strength."

"Go, disperse the companions who are still fighting, and look for the warriors who are willing to embark on this cursed dark road in the army of Cadore. When the devil enters the world at the next moment, I need an army! The battle is invincible, an indestructible army!"

"Follow the order! Master Illidan!"

The night elf with strong bitter monk's temperament around Illidan responded loudly, but before leaving, he asked again:

"Master Illidan, what about Traius? According to our experience, this brave recruit should be difficult to withstand the next wave of demon souls, or not..."

"Do not!"

Illidan shook his head:

"I will look at him, Ottoris, if he really can't stand it, I will release him personally, go and do what you should do."

Alturis soon disappeared into the shadows. These demon hunters have the violent fighting posture that the warriors should have, and the super agility of the assassins. They are like perfect hunters in this demon battlefield. In fact, they are almost synonymous with invincibility, but unfortunately, their number has faded too much after ten thousand years.

Illidan was still standing in the burned ruins. He was as quiet as a sculpture. After a few minutes, Illidan threw the demon skeleton aside, he whispered:

"Have you seen enough? Outsiders. That annoying warden is not here. Once I decide to kill you, no one may save you."

"I just want to see more about what kind of person Illidan. Anger is in the grandfather's hand.

A mild voice rang in the shadow behind Illidan, accompanied by the magical light, the sun king Kael'thas in the fiery red robes of the Phoenix walked out of the darkness, his face was still beautiful, and his golden hair was scattered on his On his shoulders, and the flames hanging from Kael'thas' waist continually shining with fiery red light, it seemed to remind his sword bearer... how dangerous the night elf standing in front of him.

Kael'thas stared at Illidan in front of him, he said softly:

"It seems that grandpa's praise for you is not unreasonable. Even if everyone misunderstands you, you are still willing to do everything in your power to protect them."

"You are a real hero, Mr. Illidan."

"Oh? Hero?"

Illidan turned around and he made a mocking voice:

"That is probably because your grandfather did not record the shocking things I did...you young high elves, you should be descended from the sunstrider family. After fighting, your ancestors are brave and wise, but his desire for magic...is his greatest weakness..."

Illidan shone a little green light under the dark red blindfold. He seemed to be examining Kael'thas in front of him. After a while, he shook his head:

"It's a pity that you inherited his desire for magic... that desire is destroying your body and will. Maybe hundreds of years later, you will become a monster! So... what's your name? Child. "

"Kael'thas..."

The Sun King didn't pay attention to Illidan's hidden threats. He didn't come for this, but he knew that the addiction in the bones of the high elves could not hide from these ancient old monsters, especially the guys like Illidan, his observation Already keen to the extreme.

"Mr. Illidan, I'm not here to waste your time with me, let me just say it."

The sun king's finger flicked on the waist hilt, he said frankly:

"My grandfather recorded many things. I read all his notes. Among them, I discovered an amazing secret about you... I know that it was you and your brother ten thousand years ago. , And Ms. Tyrande used the Dragon Soul to detonate the Well of Eternity, but my grandfather’s diary recorded that...Before the explosion of the Well, some people quietly kept a part of the Well of Eternity. Well water."

Kael'thas' green eyes flashed a longing, and he coughed softly:

"My people and I need the Well of Eternal Well in your hands, and we need it to rebuild the Well of the Sun, so... make a price, Mr. Illidan, you can take what Quel'Thalas has. everything of."

"Um... it seems that Das Reima records a lot of incredible things."

Illidan Mo held his chin, he said in a playful voice:

"Yes, I have well water in the Well of Eternity, although not many, but definitely not too much, but you have to understand, Kael'thas, someone like me, a martyr dedicated to a bitter ideal , I don’t need much to fill my heart... you said you and your people can give everything for hope?"

"Oh, let's see how much you can pay..."

"what would you like?"

Kael'thas's face became serious, and across from him, Illidan snapped his fingers:

"I need a legion, I need to rebuild my Illidari...I need soldiers, and your natural addiction to your body determines how much your body can contain evil energy than any other race. ...Look, I am a very simple person, Kael'thas, give me 1,000 qualified demon hunters, and I will give you a bottle of well water."

"Oh, let me explain in advance that the training of the demon hunter is cruel. My little Kael'thas is more cruel than all your imaginations of hell. According to our experience 10,000 years ago, we have to harvest 1,000 people. Qualified demon hunter, you must at least give me... 50,000 people!"

A cruel smile appeared on Illidan's face. He looked at Kael'thas, who was silent, and said softly:

"50,000 martyrs, in exchange for the hope of an entire race, it's worth it, isn't it?"

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