A ray of light like a shooting star streaked across the sky and landed accurately in the northeast of Shadowmoon Valley.
Immediately afterwards, the red fire shot up into the sky, lighting up almost half of the night sky. Above the shadowy fire, an extremely large fortress could be vaguely seen floating in the air, moving towards the Dark Temple at a slow but steady speed.
"Is it finally here?"
On the roof of the temple, Illidan folded his huge wings behind his back, looking at the approaching Storm Fortress at a great speed.
"I have known for a long time that Karsus and his minions harbor evil intentions, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient..." The demon hunter turned around and saw Gaxios and the other three members of the Illidari Council lined up.
Open, behind are more and more blood elf soldiers gathering.
"Where are the Blood Demon and Shahrath? Did they choose to join you or be loyal to me?" Illidan asked calmly, turning a blind eye to the many eager rebels in front of him.
"What do you think, respected Master Illidan?" Gazios was slightly surprised by the betrayer's calmness, but he covered it up with a smile, "In this palace full of conspiracy and lust for power, you still
Can we expect so-called loyalty to stay?”
Illidan snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't expect to rely on them to eliminate Karl's ambition... But, do you think you can overthrow my throne by gathering a group of rabble?"
Before he finished speaking, the demon hunter's eyes flashed, and the Azzinoth warblade emitting green magic light was in his hand, slashing towards the empty void on the right!
"Uh-huh!"
A gray-tongued assassin screamed and appeared. He was slashed diagonally from shoulder to waist with a deep, almost bone-deep scar. The green demonic flames attached to his skin kept beating, greedily devouring the broken pieces.
Within a moment, the assassin's flesh and blood was burned into a charred skeleton as he rolled on the ground.
Seeing this tragic situation, Illidan, who still had a lot of power, made the rebels stay silent and took a few steps back involuntarily.
"Come out, Akama!" Illidan looked around at the shocked rebels, and shouted loudly at the Broken Great Sage's words, "Your little tricks are just an insult to your own IQ!"
"As expected of Lord Stormrage..." The space beside Gassios was distorted, and the Shattered Great Sage gradually emerged from it. From his ugly and ferocious face, there was no trace of panic as expected, but instead an elusive expression.
of peace
"Your duplicity does not surprise me, Akama...I should have killed you and all your deformed compatriots long ago..." Illidan said in a low voice, "But how much more can this luck extend your life?"
Time? Is it an hour, or a quarter of an hour? Or even... just the next second?"
"No, it is not me or my race who is about to be destroyed, but you, the arrogant and cruel ruler of the foreign lands!" Akama said sternly, "Your perverse behavior is even worse than Magtheridon. This
The continent in your hands will only become more broken and barbaric! I will never allow your brutal rule to continue..."
"Hahahaha, you don't allow it?" Illidan laughed uncontrollably, and it took him a while to stop laughing, "Just you? A deformed and ugly 'Krokul', a broken man who is spurned by normal people.
Who?" Demon Hunter
His hands and faces were full of sneers and ridicules, "Sad low-level creatures, you are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks on my rule. If it weren't for my kindness, you and your deformed compatriots would have been in the Magtheridon era."
They have been slaughtered to death!"
Akama was not angry at Illidan's vicious words. He just sighed slightly and said in a low voice: "Yes, Illidan, no matter what, I want to thank you for everything you did more than twenty years ago...
Even if it was just to use the Broken Ones to achieve your goals, my people and I finally gained a glimmer of hope."
"But this is by no means a reason to give up overthrowing you," Akama continued. "What your minions are doing in the outer realm is no different from the Burning Legion. You are destroying everything here, ruthlessly and greedily attacking the broken earth.
Request the last resource... Draenor is tired of your greed, this land needs freedom and liberation!"
"Really?" The corners of Illidan's mouth raised slightly, showing a sarcastic expression, "Then use your freedom and liberation to judge me, you deformed bastard!"
"You will get your wish, arrogant devil!" Akama slowly pulled out the double scythe blades from his waist. One after another, the Gray Tongue warriors released their stealth posture and appeared around the rooftop, surrounding Illidan.
"We will end your rule, Illidan! My people, and all of Outland, will be free today!"
"Well said!" Under the increasingly dim moonlight, the double blades of Azzinoth in the hands of the betrayer were like the eyes of a night owl, emitting a chilling green color, "But it's meaningless!"
——————————————————————“Boom~”
The door of the inner temple was penetrated by a golden holy energy, and a large group of alliance warriors swarmed in.
"Damn it, you're too late!" Looking at the demon corpses on the ground, Herod couldn't help but uttered a curse word. Even though the Red Storm and Wildhammer coalition desperately pursued them, they couldn't stop the rebels. These
This guy seems to have unlimited displacement spells, always letting the alliance army find fresh corpses all over the ground, but they can never catch up with their "crime scene"
"It seems we have to speed up," Kurdran said, "This is already the last area leading to the temple rooftop. If all the defenders here have been killed or injured, I'm afraid Illidan has already encountered the blood elves.
Rebels…”
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!" Herod looked a little eager. Although his two years of military career had gradually turned him into a semi-qualified commander, the fighting passion in this warrior's bones still could not fade away.
Especially when meeting a strong man like Illidan, he would rather use the battle ax in his hand to defeat the opponent rather than using strategy.
"Wait!" Regen stopped the troops who were about to advance and stuffed Voretar's book back into his arms. "Perhaps we will stay here for a while longer..." He glanced at the soldiers hidden in the darkness.
Some "things" said with a sneer, "I don't think those guys who have switched to the new master will let us go so easily."
"Pah, pah, pah~"
There was a burst of applause from the darkness, and the ambush blood elf warriors took off their masks one after another and appeared around the alliance army, showing a tendency to encircle them.
"Excellent battlefield sense, excellent strategic mind, I almost thought I saw that little brat of Turayan again..." A death knight wearing a fiery red armor walked out of the darkness, "Can you tell me your name?
Young paladin?"
"Talon, Gorefiend!" Before Regen could answer, Kurdran shouted angrily from the side, "You're not dead yet!"
"Oh, it turns out there are old friends here... How rude," an ugly smile appeared on the blood demon's pale face, "So today is our time to reminisce about old times?"
Kurdran drew out his thunder hammer and roared: "No matter how you escaped from the abyss of death, I will never spare you, a sinful executioner! Prepare to accept the judgment of death again, stupid undead!"
"
"Dwarf, your way of greeting is as special as ever..." The Blood Demon spread his hands helplessly, and took out his famous weapon from behind, a hammer with countless resentments and the blood of the dead - the Blood Demon's Scepter.
"Although I don't want to deal with you so quickly, there is a rare show going on on the rooftop right now, and I can't let you disturb it..." The blood demon waved his staff, and the walls of the inner hall suddenly rumbled.
The ground shook, and dozens of machine guards that looked like statues came to life one after another, walking towards the Alliance army with mechanical steps.
"Damn it, it's an arcane scout!" Kurdran is no stranger to this kind of war weapon developed by the blood elves. They all have extremely strong combat effectiveness, driven by the arcane energy stored in their bodies. Not only do they have excellent hand-to-hand combat capabilities, they also have excellent combat capabilities.
Even in magic attacks, it is extremely powerful. The role played by any arcane scout on the battlefield is comparable to that of an elite squad!
"It's not over yet, old friend!" the Blood Demon laughed loudly, waving his scepter towards the corpses that were already lying on the battlefield. These dilapidated and even disemboweled things stood up swayingly, holding up what might be his own body.
It is also more likely that someone else's stumps and severed arms are slowly walking towards the alliance army.
"Shrink formation and defend!" Although the alliance soldiers were a little surprised by this sudden attack, they still quickly and simply deployed under Herod's command, using muskets and bows to control the arcane guards and zombies outside the defense circle.
The remaining spellcasters began to bombard each other with the blood elf army.
"It seems he is your senior, Sam," Regan looked at the Blood Demon standing at the entrance to the rooftop and smiled at the young death knight behind him, "How about it, are you confident in killing him?"
"Vulnerable..." Sam's expression and voice were as cold as ice, "Please allow me to fight on your behalf, my lord."
Reigen nodded and said, "Well, you can come with me later and cover me when I break into the rooftop entrance!"
"What? You want to rush in directly?" The alliance warriors had already reached a point where they were fighting each other. Kurdran, who was directing the musketeers to shoot at the zombies, turned around in surprise, "That guy named Blood Demon is not an easy person."
Such a person! Back then, he killed many corpses everywhere in Draenor and Azeroth. Whether he is a warlock or a death knight, he is considered the best among them. Don't underestimate him!"
"Don't worry, old Kurdran," Regan smiled slightly, "I can't let Illidan face so many rebels alone. Even if he is covered in iron, he will probably die in his turn... So we must go to help him as soon as possible!
"
"Hey, this is really funny," the dwarf smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I originally wanted to take off his head, but now I have to go and protect him..." After thinking for a moment, Kurdran finally nodded and said, "Okay, then
You must be careful, I will use maximum firepower to cover your advance."
"Thanks then, man!" Regen shook his right hand, and the Great Royal Sword was already in his palm. He exhaled slightly, and the golden holy energy quickly enveloped his whole body, as if his whole body was bathed in holy light! With that
The power that makes all the evil spirits dare not get close is swept towards the blood demon!