Illidan snorted coldly, and threw his two blades downwards in mid-air. "Keng~" The two weapons were deeply inserted into the ground. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a pair of burly flaming giants, exuding an inaccessible atmosphere all over their bodies.
The terrifying heat
"Be burned by the flames of Azzinoth!"
After receiving the instruction, the giant raised his arm and slapped down the blood elf who jumped towards Illidan. He also attached two additional magic flame bombs, which burned Gassios' golden armor to black.
"Cough, cough, cough!" The blood knight turned somersaults in the air and took dozens of steps back before regaining his footing. He pressed his throat that was burned by the flames and shouted in a hissing voice, "Damn night elf bastard... I will definitely do it."
Make you pay the price..."
Hearing this, Illidan smiled proudly and said: "Pay the price? Just you? Haha... It seems that the arrogance and arrogance of the blood elves are indeed of the same origin, and they have not changed at all even after tens of millions of years!"
The traitor's voice turned sharp and he suddenly raised his tone, "Put away your ridiculous pride! Even Karsus doesn't dare to do anything wrong to me here. You, a mere lackey, have no right to shout in front of me.
Yell!"
"Hahaha..." Garcios wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, picked up the warhammer at his feet and said, "The one who really should put down that ridiculous dignity should be you, Illidan! Don't you know that most of the Dark Temple has been destroyed?
, Shadowmoon Valley is full of hostile forces intent on overthrowing you, and even your allies and eagle dogs in the entire Draenor have been lost!"
"Look at the human next to you, and the Storm Fortress fighting with your air force ace!" the blood elf said cheerfully and resentfully, "Everyone wants to kill you, and every force wants to overthrow you.
Rule! How long can you maintain your arrogance and self-esteem in this situation where you are surrounded by enemies on all sides?"
Illidan was silent in mid-air, and after a long time he said in a deep voice: "What you said is correct... Maybe I have reached the end of my rope today, and maybe soon, your master... or these mortals will take me away.
The heads on their necks are used as proof of their promotion to a higher position..."
"But!" The demon hunter raised his proud head again, like a king who ruled the world, "Don't expect me to just sit back and die! The one who defeated me was not you ants, but the guy who forced me to be unable to walk out of the temple! If not
His entropic flames make me shudder, there is no way that this vast outer land can be cannibalized by you bit by bit!"
Regan was slightly startled when he heard the words. Listening to the meaning of Illidan's words, it seemed that there was something behind it that made him even more afraid, so that the aloof and aloof betrayer could only passively escape and could not even muster any resistance.
courage
"Although Kil'jaeden is terrifying, he has no ability to turn a demon hunter into a stay-at-home couch potato..." Regan thought to himself. Suddenly, the scene that happened in Zangarmarsh hit his mind, and the knight couldn't help but shudder.
Chill, "Or... the thing hidden behind the mist is more terrifying than the Deceiver, more ancient and even surpasses the threat of the Burning Legion?"
"The idea is good, it is indeed a soul from an alien planet!"
Suddenly, a roaring sound sounded in Regan's sea of consciousness, causing his whole body to tremble slightly.
"Sargeras?" Regan asked in surprise and joy. This was the first time since the Zangarmarsh incident that the Titan God of War spoke out. He seemed to have lost his soul energy by transferring Harveys's consciousness space to Regan.
exhausted, so he can only choose to sleep in the sea of consciousness of the knight and wait for his own recovery.
"It's me, Ragen!" The image of Sargeras gradually materialized in the knight's mind. Compared to the sudden glimpse before, Ragen now clearly saw what the strongest Titan in the past looked like.
——I saw him wearing a set of battle armor made of bronze, which complemented his metallic bronze skin. His physical figure looked about the size of nine to ten Ironforge gates; in the armor
It is densely covered with majestic and obscure energy runes, and every word seems to be rich in power that makes mortals tremble.
"Have you recovered all your strength?" Regan asked, looking at Titan.
"It should be said that it's still far away," Sargeras replied. "Compared with the original heyday, my current strength has only recovered less than 1%. I'm afraid I'm not even a match for you now..."
Regen couldn't help but frowned when he heard this: "But didn't my consciousness space absorb the power of Harveys? Logically speaking, it should be very helpful in restoring your soul energy, but why is it not working at all now?"
Sargeras shook his head and said: "It's not that there's something wrong with your consciousness space, but that my soul body is too huge... For example, no matter how much water there is in the small pool, it can't float the rubber boat.
Coming out of the water are completely two different levels of things.”
"Well, you shocked me, man..." Regan was stunned and shrugged in frustration, "I didn't expect that in your eyes, I'm just a small pool at this moment. It really hurts your self-esteem!
"
"Haha, there is no need to be depressed, my friend!" Sargeras smiled slightly, "Although your power is still insignificant in the eyes of a Titan-level strongman, you are enough to be proud of the lower planes in front of you. You don't have to be afraid of anything.
threaten!"
After hearing this, Regen's heart moved slightly: "What about Alsace? If I confront him head-on now, what will be the outcome?"
"Alsace?" Sargeras was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said, "You should be talking about the undead monarch created by Kil'jaeden... Well, judging from your current strength, it seems that you are still some distance from him.
It’s not a small gap, but if you want to protect yourself, there should be no problem.”
"Alsace is actually so powerful?" Regan was shocked when he heard this. It must be noted that the battle at the Holy Light's Hope Chapel has always been engraved in his mind, and he felt that the Lich King was not so invincible, but now he suddenly heard that
Titan's comments still somewhat frustrated the knight - after all, in Regan's heart, Alsace has always been his secret rival.
The reason for this naturally involves Jaina's factors, but more importantly, he feels sad and angry at the fall of the former incarnation of justice: if Arthas's mind was not weak, the beautiful and rich Pearl of the North would never have fallen.
It will not become a lair where the undead gather like it is today.
The root of everything is Arthas's fall, and all the inducements are the Lich King's conspiracy. Regardless of the education of the Crusaders or Regan's own deep-rooted understanding, the Scourge has always been the enemy they must defeat.
!
"There is no need to be depressed, Ragen!" Sargeras saw through the knight's loss at a glance and comforted him, "Maybe you are not as powerful as the Lich King at this moment, but I can deeply feel your growth during this period of time.
Don’t forget, besides yourself, there are also those partners who are following you, these are the chips you can use to defeat him in the future!”
Regan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Thank you for enlightening me, my friend...but having said that, why are you showing up at this moment?"
"In order to tell you some truths hidden behind the fog," Sargeras said with stern eyes, "Illidan is not a fool. He naturally understands the internal and external troubles lurking in his own power, but even if he understands the dangers of the blood elves and Nagas,
Everyone has their own agenda, but he can't take any action at all and can only let you encroach on Draenor's territory inch by inch..."
"So, what is the reason for this?" Regen asked puzzledly.
"As you just guessed," the Titan God of War said unhurriedly, "Apart from the former right-hand man of 'me', there is also a more evil and ancient force controlling all of this from afar!
"
Regen's eyes lit up and he looked at Sargeras and said word by word: "Ancient God?"
"That's right!" Sargeras nodded, "The C'Thun you defeated before was one of the many ancient gods - a powerful creature called the Thousand-Eyed Demon God. Apart from it, now I
There should be two more that can be sensed."
Regan frowned and asked: "There are two more? What is their exact number? Also, how could Illidan and his servants be related to the Ancient God? Shouldn't the latter's base be in Ai?
Xerath?"
"Don't be impatient, my little friend," Sargeras said with a slight smile, "I will tell you all these things one by one, but now I think you should help that blood elf... Otherwise, with his strength, I'm afraid
I can’t wait for something interesting to happen…”
When Reagan heard this, he was even more confused: "Can you explain the interesting things in more detail?"
"There is no doubt, Regan," Sargeras whispered in his consciousness space, "Everything has its course. Although some unknown factors are still lurking in the dark waiting for us, we should turn them towards us at the moment.
Pushed by the side that can control...So, please believe me, the Titans will not use plots and tricks to plot against their partners."
Although the knight still had doubts, he still had an attitude of trust in Sargeras at the moment. Therefore, without any further hesitation, he drew out the Great Royal Sword with a "choking" sound and moved towards the field to determine the winner.
The two of them snatched away
"What last words do you have before you die?" Illidan crossed his arms and looked down at the scarred Gaxios, "I will bring these words to Karsus...even though his remaining life will not be better than yours.
"How long is it?"
"Bah!" the blood elf spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, but it was melted by the flames of Azzinoth halfway through the flight, just like the semi-liquid armor on his body at the moment.
"Don't talk nonsense, you damn bastard!" Gassios said viciously, "The Sun King will avenge me!"
"Really? Goodbye then, sad fool..." Illidan waved to the flame giant
"Hoo~" The flames of Azzinoth raised its giant fist and were about to greet the blood knight's head, but suddenly a golden flash of light passed by its abdomen. When the flame giant came back to its senses, it
His body had been split into two halves, and eventually scattered on the ground, turning into a pile of white smoking ashes. The War Blade of Azzinoth also returned to its original appearance as a weapon.
"Huh?" Illidan frowned and looked behind him, only to see Regan slowly walking towards him with a long sword in his hand.