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Chapter 262 The Final Stage Thirteen

"Boom~"

The huge fortress slammed into the top of the rooftop, and the entire temple seemed to be shaking violently. Gazios, who had just stood up, stumbled and fell to the ground again. He opened his eyes wide in horror and looked at billions of people.

Even after collapsing half of the temple, the ton-heavy fortress still fell unstoppably towards him, and he couldn't help but let out a desperate scream.

"No! No! I am Gasios, I am a loyal minister of His Majesty the Sun King, I..."

The Blood Knight only spoke half of his words before the overwhelming and huge fortress swallowed up the rest of his words and body, crushing the Sin'dorei general into a puddle of flesh and blood. The so-called loyalty ended up being cold and ruthless.

Just a wisp of dark red left on the metal

Lei Gen looked at all this with cold eyes, and after a while he said in a low and inaudible voice: "So, this is the reward for loyalty?"

"In front of paranoid people, it doesn't matter the loyalty or betrayal of their subordinates," Sargeras's voice rang in the knight's mind, seeming to be a footnote for the death of Gazios, "All they need are chess pieces that can be used to exploit them.

That’s it, and once the value is extracted, it’s time to become another abandoned child…”

"Just like how you used Azshara back then?" Regan asked

"The subject is wrong, my friend," Sargeras corrected, "The person who used the Elf Queen is just another 'I'. Compared to his paranoia and paranoia, I never thought that he would bring the entire universe to destruction.

What good will it do...Of course, I also admit that in billions of parallel dimensions, the forces of evil are always greater than justice."

"Because in the face of absolute evil, justice and light always seem insignificant. People who have lost confidence will often degenerate and turn to evil to help others. This is exactly what we need to change and eliminate," said the Titan God of War.

"Then what are your plans next?" Regan glanced at the traitor who was lying motionless on the ground. "The blood elves have already appeared. It seems that your former right-hand man should also show up..."

However, before Sargeras could answer, the exchange between the two was interrupted by a loud noise. Ragen looked up and saw the main hatch of Storm Fortress slowly opening, and two teams of royal guards holding swords and shields came in sequence.

Next, all of them are wearing thick bright red armor. It can be seen from the good enchantments on the weapons and equipment that these guys are by no means comparable to ordinary fish.

Following the sword and shield guards was a group of elite blood elf mages. Among them, the tallest one, who was protected by layers of subordinates, must be the descendant prince of the Sunstrider dynasty - the blood mage Karthus Sunstrider.

who

As a descendant of the Highborne; the bloodline of Dath'Remar and the Sunstrider, Karthus' noble bloodline has always been his proudest identity, and it is also the reason why most blood elves surrender to him.

As early as when Karl served as a member of the Council in the magical city of Dalaran, his profound knowledge and powerful strength were known to people, and under his fiery red robes and gorgeous black armor, he was not only a skilled and experienced

The caster has the body of a battle-hardened warrior.

Whether it was in the early battles against the undead or in the later war with Illidan to seize the rule of Draenor, Karthus's bravery and strategy impressed his tribe and opponents in awe and admiration - a period of first entering the Outland.

During the time, Illidan was unfortunately captured by Maiev's troops. It was Karl's plan that allowed the demon hunter to escape smoothly.

Perhaps compared to his famous ancestor Darth'Remar, or his father Anastarian who led his people to victory in the Troll War, Karthus is far behind in terms of experience and reputation, but as a Sin'dorei renaissance

The last hope, but the responsibility he bears is heavier than that of any ancestor.

And this burden also made Karl particularly thirsty for power from the beginning, whether the source of this power was demons or night elves - after following Illidan to conquer the Black Temple, they encountered the third commander of the Burning Legion: Ari

Daemon Kil'jaeden

Originally, in the minds of the blood elves, demon hunters were already beyond most powerful beings and difficult to defeat. But when they encountered the fraudster who was just a projection, Karsus deeply felt what it meant to be true.

The power of!

Facing Kil'jaeden's anger and rebuke, the night elves, who had always been unruly, lowered their heads and promised to obey the order to destroy the Lich King in Northrend, although this action ultimately failed in Arthas.

He failed despite thousands of miles of rescue, but Kil'jaeden's overwhelming power left an indelible mark on Karl's heart.

Next, just like the blood elves abandoning the Alliance and joining Illidan, Prince Sin'dorei secretly contacted the Deceiver in the Void and expressed his willingness to betray Illidan and join the Burning Legion. In return, Karl expected to get a stronger

power and magic, and replace the demon hunter as the new master of Outland

Just when he was worried about being unable to attack Illidan, who was hiding in the Dark Temple, the fraudster got such good news, so he agreed to Karsus without hesitation, and even added a promise to the conditions proposed by the other party——

That is to restore the source of survival for the blood elves: the "Sunwell" with powerful magical power.

If the previous ones are just old-fashioned official wishes, but in the end, helping the blood elves regain the glory of the Sunwell is something that Karl can't refuse no matter what: the thirst for magic makes the Sin'dorei family suffer from

Some tribesmen with serious illness even transformed into mentally retarded and heartless people. The source of all this must be their strong addiction to magic emanating from the depths of their souls - when magic cannot satisfy their desires.

, when the sin'dorei were weakened

For the sake of the prosperity of the race, and to fulfill his strong desire for revenge, Karthus finally betrayed his betrayer and became an important chess piece buried by Kil'jaeden beside Illidan, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the latter!

"Who could have thought that today, I would come to this temple as an occupier?" Karsus walked down the ramp of the fortress and slowly came to Illidan, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. "Who could have thought that I would come to this temple as an occupier?"

Today, I will put my boots on your arrogant face, Illidan?"

The demon hunter turned his head sideways and felt a shoe full of earthy smell step on his right cheek, and crushed it twice hard: "When you used me like a lackey, I was waiting for this in my heart.

One day… I’m waiting to crush all your arrogance and self-esteem under my feet, and then spit on you!”

A vicious expression appeared on Karsus' handsome face, and he increased the strength of his feet, "Don't worry, I won't kill you so quickly. I will do the same as you did to Magtheridon.

I will imprison you deep in the temple, and then let my people extract magic energy from you until all your power is exhausted!"

"I really didn't expect you to have such a great hatred for me..." Although Illidan was stepped on by the blood elves, his tone was unusually calm, without even a trace of ripples, "In the past, I just felt that you were ambitious.

And my hopes are a little beyond my own strength, but I never think that you are a person who will do stupid things... But today, you let me down, Karl."

"Disappointed?" Karsus said with a ferocious smile, "Do you think you are qualified to say this with your current situation?"

"Why not," a sarcastic smile appeared on Illidan's lips, "Remember the lesson I once taught you and Vashj, that is... never believe what you can see directly with your eyes, my dear friend... and once

The hound!"

As he spoke, the demonic energy around the demon hunter suddenly surged and exploded without warning, blasting the blood elf prince closest to him dozens of feet away, and the heavily armed elite soldiers were also burned by the overflowing magical energy.

The dead and injured lay on their pillows, wailing and rolling around on the ground.

"Today, I will teach you the last lesson!" Illidan flapped his wings and flew into the air. Green magic energy was burning all over his body, and the magic patterns on his blue skin were clearly visible. "

Absolutely...never believe a hunter's show of weakness towards you! Because it means that he is about to show you his sharpest fangs!"

"Damn it!" Karsus stood up and wiped the blood from his mouth, and raised the Sin'dorei golden staff high in his hand, "The power of frost, protect my body! The power of burning fire, bless my spear!"

In an instant, the three green magic balls hovering around the blood mage changed into red and white colors: one of the white ones turned into an ice shield and floated next to Karl, while the other two red ones gradually rose up, colliding with each other and combining.

, and finally turned into the shape of a red bird egg that kept jumping.

"Appear, God of the Phoenix, oh!" As the blood elf prince shouted, the sin'dorei golden staff sent out two energy waves to concentrate on the bird eggs, and in a louder and clearer cry, a whole body emanated

A giant bird with red flames emerges from the egg and hovers over the rooftop.

"What is that?" Regen, who was watching the show, was slightly startled and couldn't help asking Sargeras in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Have you never seen it?" Titan War God asked, "I remember that the human tribes in your world should have used this animal as their totem."

Reagan shrugged: "No impression at all."

"Well...it seems that your memory recovery is not complete yet," Titan pondered for a moment and replied, "This kind of bird is called Phoenix, and some people also call it Suzaku or Phoenix. Of course, in view of the energy differences in each plane, they

The form may be different, but what you see now is a phoenix composed of pure energy form."

"That's it," Regen suddenly realized.

However, during Sargeras' popular science time, two legendary elven strongmen had officially fought against each other.


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