The powerful power rushing through his veins made Illidan intoxicated.

This time, the Moon Guards did not hold back and willingly gave up all their magic power, making him stronger than before...

He looked at the demon army at his feet.

An assault force composed of hundreds of Wrath Guards. The Wrath Guards are the elite force of the Burning Legion's ground forces. They are also from the Eredar clan. Strictly speaking, they are the fallen ones among the Eredar, Man'ari.

Compared with ordinary demons, they are larger, more powerful, more agile, and have better combat skills. Almost every Wrath Guard can fight against a dozen soldiers alone. Once you get into a mobile battle with them, you can't end it.

The night elves who cannot defend themselves will be completely at a disadvantage.

In the past few days of fighting, the Wrath Guards usually took on the task of commandos on the battlefield, attacking the weak points of the Night Elf front. Once the results were obtained, the Cerberus and Fel Guards who followed the cover-up would attack in large numbers to make the final decision. This kind of

The tactics have repeatedly caused great trouble to the night elves, who are weaker than the demons in all aspects.

At this time, this commando team is about to completely penetrate the last line of defense under the high slope. The team of soldiers below responsible for guarding the Moon Guard position are fighting to the death with the enemy to buy the Moon Guard time to evacuate.

But they won't know that the Moon Guard has not left.

Illidan stretched out his hands forward and recited a spell quickly. The azure magic light danced on his fingertips. The moment the gorgeous spell model like a geometric model was weaved, a cold wind suddenly rose on the high slope.

, carrying the sharp ice pick and sweeping forward...

As soon as the cold wind passed, hundreds of angry guards were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and were shattered one after another by the ice cones that followed. After piercing through the corrupted bodies filled with evil energy, the power of the ice cones remained undiminished, and they were broken again.

The dense demonic troops in the rear caused huge casualties, and then they dissipated due to the exhaustion of the attached magic power...

The power of one blow saved a battle situation!

"Come on! Stop the devil!" The surrounding friendly forces suddenly saw hope. The officers on the defense line hurriedly reorganized the order, and the incoming reserves also quickly caught up to fill the gap in the defense line.

Illidan resisted the dizziness caused by excessive magic output and once again turned his attention to the main battlefield.

Lord Ravencrest, who personally led the charge, has already entered the demons.

Although the personal guards of the master of Black Crow Castle are all elite, even if the follow-up reserve team is added, the total number of troops is still pitiful, just like a pebble thrown into the sea, with at most a little ripple. Don't say it.

In order to reverse the situation, he couldn't even cause any trouble to the devil, and was almost quickly suppressed by several giant hellfires.

The magisters of Suramar City still couldn't free their hands to provide support.

They were fighting fiercely with the female eredar warlock. That powerful demon actually restrained Ronin and Master Krasus alone, with the full attention of dozens of magisters! Even those demons

The mentor is not good at fighting, and has never even been on the battlefield in his life before, but he is still a real high-level epic mage!

This is incredible!

And the male eredar warlock who launched a spell attack on the Moon Guard earlier has begun to pull out the siege weapons behind the night elves one after another. He is either summoning hellfire or casting fel arrows across the battlefield. He should be shooting at the hell intensively.

Fire, the only ballista other than mages that could pose a threat to this terrifying structure, seemed to be almost destroyed.

The Night Elf front was blooming more and more, and wherever you looked, there were hellfires falling into the army and killing everyone.

"Whoosh--pop!" A magic arrow dragged a long tail flame straight into the sky, exploded in the air, and accompanied by a crisp explosion, burst into eye-catching and gorgeous fireworks.

This is a signal for help, and the night elves cannot hold on any longer.

But the demon seems to know that it cannot defeat such an army with the help of demigods through normal means, or it is worried that the battle will last too long and the five-color dragon tribe dragged in the western theater by another demon army will come to support, so it actually chooses to make a desperate move.

Launch a fierce attack across the board, do everything possible to contain other troops, and even delay the rescue of the wilderness demigods regardless of casualties, making it clear that they will break through from the night elves.

Illidan saw clearly that no friendly troops could come to support before the demons broke through the lines of his compatriots.

A strong feeling of powerlessness suddenly emerged in his heart. The spell just now consumed almost half of the magic power in his body. Due to the magic connection, he could clearly feel the fatigue coming from dozens of individuals on the other end of the connection...

With this in his mind, he looked at the moon guards behind him who were providing him with magic power.

Everyone looks very bad.

These battle mages have already experienced a long battle, their magic power is no longer sufficient, and their condition is worrying. They were suddenly attacked again not long ago, and almost everyone was injured. Under this consumption, many of them are already shaky.

About to faint...

"Lord Illidan, I...I can't hold on anymore..." A seriously injured Moon Guard fell to the ground and said weakly.

Illidan knew very well that if he absorbed their magic power and weaved a spell of similar power, many people might die as a result. The most important thing is that such sacrifices would not lead to victory at all.

"Sir, the defeat is certain," another older Moon Guard also echoed, "We are powerless to change, we can only hold back the demons around us, and save as many soldiers as we can before it's too late."

Listening to his subordinates' words of retreat, Illidan suddenly no longer hesitated.

Once the front line is breached, what is the difference between dying in battle?

Within a day or two, the retreating Suramar army would be eaten away by demons with extraordinary mobility.

Instead of retreating, it is better to fight to the death!

"If you retreat, you will definitely die. Increase your magic output. The battle is not over yet!" He gritted his teeth and restored the stability of the magic connection directly at the source.

Several moon guards who had exhausted their mana and were about to exit the magic connection state were surprised to find that they had lost control of their bodies and could only watch helplessly as Illidan grabbed his magic power...

"Sir...sir!?"

Regardless of the opposition of his subordinates, Illidan resolutely absorbed magic power again and prepared to weave a powerful spell.

The Moon Guards, who had already exhausted their magic power, could no longer provide the required magic power, but the suction power of Mo Ran Neng Yu was still coming continuously, so that many people's vitality was forcibly converted into arcane energy by this spell.

, were soon sucked into mummies, and fell to the ground dead.

Illidan's spell was finally ready, and the torrent of magic that spewed out swept away a demon army of three to four hundred in an instant, greatly easing the pressure on Lord Ravencrest.

Noticing that Illidan was supporting him, the exhausted master of Black Crow Castle gave him a slight nod of greeting, and immediately joined the battlefield again. Illidan was completely indifferent to the praise of this "bole". Because he was so dissatisfied with the overall dominance of the devil.

In other words, these casualties are completely painless.

not enough.

I need more!

Suddenly his heart moved, and he shouted an order to the officers below: "Bring your troops closer to me!"

The soldiers who had just witnessed the terrifying scene at the Moon Guard position immediately took orders and came closer, but then they discovered that they were also regarded as the source of magic power by the Moon Guard captain with golden eyes!

Within a few breaths, these one hundred soldiers were forcibly merged into the magic connection state by Illidan and began to provide him with magic power.

This time, his target was the group of Doomsday Guards surrounding the demigod Cenarius in front of the battle line. Another spell was cast, and these behemoths with wings suffered heavy casualties. The stalwart demigod, covered in blood, finally escaped, quickly

Return to the formation.

Not enough, still not enough, the front is still in danger!

As the mummies fell to the ground, Illidan realized that the magic power in these soldiers was far inferior to that of the Moon Guards. He wanted to summon another army, but there were no living people nearby, so he used the remaining

The endless magic power was used as the source to drive the magic connection spell to expand its coverage, bringing many reserve soldiers who rushed to the weak points of the front into the connection.

One hundred people, two hundred people...

Five hundred people, one thousand people...

Even some descendants of demigods were included in the magical connection.

Every time Illidan casts a spell, dozens of people die, but he can kill ten times as many demons, and the front line is restored to integrity at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He single-handedly saved the entire battle!

Everyone noticed the moon guard standing on this high slope and showing off his power, including the eredar spellcaster who launched the attack earlier.

But this time, Illidan won't make the same mistake again.

Almost as soon as he became alert, he went against the flow of energy to find the source, then quickly stretched out a hand and shook it hard...

Magic power surged from all directions towards the eredar warlock who didn't bother to hide himself. Meteors and fire rained from the sky, ice cones burst out of the ground, arcane energy exploded out of thin air, ice arrows, fireballs... intensive spell bombing completely submerged him!

When the smoke cleared, the bruised Eredar Warlock was revealed. He covered his broken arm, glanced at Illidan viciously, disappeared into the exploding evil flames, and unexpectedly... chose to run away.

The commander left, and the demon army, which had paid a heavy price, could no longer maintain its offensive, and then retreated across the board, leaving only corpses on the ground...

At the same time, a voice also sounded in Illidan's mind:

"Mortal, you are very powerful... I am Jaraxxus, the eredar king of the Burning Legion! Remember my name, we will meet again."

Jaraxxus...

King of the Eredar...

Jaraxxus once had a noble name - Jarasum.

Before becoming Man'ari amid lies and deception, the extraordinarily intelligent eredar developed the most glorious arcane civilization in the known universe more than 20,000 years ago, which even Azeroth at its peak could not

compare to.

They explore the mysteries of the universe and store extraordinary knowledge. Not only do they have long lives, but they also possess magical attainments that mortals can only dream of in their lifetimes.

And Jaraxxus, or...Garasum, is the best among them, and its strength far exceeds the legend.

He was once the beloved disciple of Archimonde, one of the leaders of the Triumvirate. After completing his studies, he served as one of the three heads of the Arcane Academy, the supreme arcane institution of the Eredar clan, known as the "Great Master".

Prime Minister" (official history).

Perhaps because he hated his past, he changed his name to "King Jaraxxus" after joining the Burning Legion.

Just like the other two leaders of the Arcane Academy, Grand Archon Verala changed his name to "Grand Magister Verisela", and high-level initiate Argon called himself "Soul-Slayer"... and received evil energy infusion.

Later, his strength reached a higher level and he became an especially powerful spellcaster among the high-level leaders of the Burning Legion.
To be continued...