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Chapter 267 The Final Stage Eighteen

When Tyrande and the others arrived at the rooftop, they happened to witness Ragen joining the battle group of two demons.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, seeing that the knights and Illidan who were supposed to be enemies did not fight, but instead worked together to deal with the larger demon lord, generals with a little common sense could roughly guess what was going on.

The seriousness of it - this huge demon swaying with flames and shadows is probably a more difficult opponent than Illidan!

As one of the few people who had seen the Deceiver's true form in the Well of Eternity, Tyrande informed the surrounding generals of Kil'jaeden's identity, which made everyone who was already anxious even more nervous: facing such a terrifying person

Even the Demon Hunter and General Regan can't defeat him. Do mortals still have half a chance of winning?

Logically speaking, both Illidan and Regan are among the strongest in the plane, but Kil'jaeden's power far exceeds the limitations of the plane. Even in multiple dimensions, they are among the strongest, so in terms of absolute

Strength, even if Regan and Illidan join forces, they may not be a combined enemy of the Deceiver.

But as the price of the forced arrival, Kil'jaeden had to spend nearly half of his strength to maintain space teleportation in order to support his lower body from drilling out of the "toilet" formed by the water of the eternal well. Because of this restriction, Regan

Only with Illidan can they faintly suppress the opponent in the early stage, leaving Kil'jaeden in a position of being exhausted.

However, Tyrande and Kurdran, who are discerning people, can clearly see the urgency shown by Regan and Illidan in their offensive - after all, time is on Kil'jaeden's side.

If it couldn't be beaten back to the Twisting Nether before, then Draenor is destined to be destroyed next!

"Your Majesty the High Priest, I think some changes should be made to the main mission at this moment," Kurdran said with a stern face. "If the Deceiver is allowed to successfully come, I think all of us...including the world of Draenor will be destroyed.

Drowning in the boundless tide of demons, so for now we must put aside our previous goals and unite with the betrayers to defeat Kil'jaeden!"

Tyrande felt slightly relieved and nodded solemnly: "I agree with you, Lord Kurdran... please tell our soldiers that Illidan must survive before driving Kil'jaeden back to the Twisting Nether.

!”

"Understood!" the dwarf turned to the general behind him and said, "Did you hear it! Tell everyone, surround the biggest demon and prepare to fight, but never hurt the other guy... At least he is still our ally now

"

"Yes, my lord!" The Red Storm and Wildhammer coalition began to take action nervously and orderly, quickly establishing a defensive circle on the other side more than a few hundred meters away, and moving long-range musketeers, spellcasters, and crossbowmen.

The professions have been deployed one after another, and they are ready to direct their sights towards Kil'jaeden.

"Ha, look! It seems that there are bugs ready to die again!" The Deceiver was the tallest, blocking the sight of Illidan and Regan, so they could not see the preparations of the Alliance army on the other side of the rooftop, but

Kil'jaeden saw clearly

"Do you think you can win by sending such cannon fodder?" The fraudster shouted, "Don't have any illusions. You can't win in front of the supreme commander of the army!"

"Have your dream, devil!" Kurdran raised his hand, and there was a crackle of gun bolts behind him, and the alliance's spellcasters also began to recite spells, "Let us shoot you first.

Let’s dig hundreds of holes!” The dwarf waved his hand downwards, “Fire!”

"Pah, pah, pah, pah!" A sound like fried beans sounded one after another, and spells such as flame, frost, and shadow erupted into various rays of light, all of which were shot towards Kil'jaeden rapidly!

"Stupid, what's the use of having more mortals at this time!" Illidan's sight was blocked by the deceiver's huge body, and he was also dealing with the opponent's shadow attack. Hearing the words of Kurdran and others, he couldn't help but feel

There was a burst of anger, "Human, tell all your cannon fodder troops to retreat! Letting them here will only get in the way!"

Regan swung his sword and chopped down a shadow orb, and smiled meaningfully: "Are they just mortals? But why do I think there must be the guests you are expecting among them?"

"The guests I am expecting?" Illidan frowned deeply, "Don't show off to me, human! I don't have the patience..."

"Boom~" A huge explosion interrupted their conversation, and Kil'jaeden waved his huge wings and sneered as if nothing happened, "Is this your attack? It's worse than a bedbug! It's worse than a bed bug!"

You guys are just wasting your time talking nonsense!" The fraudster waved his right hand, and seven or eight huge shadow orbs appeared spinning above everyone's heads, "Become powder, humble mortals!"

"All evil spirits will become invisible in front of Elune!" A beautiful but heroic voice made Illidan stand on the spot, almost being hit by a shadow orb, "The radiance of the Moon God protects all living beings!

"

I saw a warm light rising from the rooftop, forming a bowl-shaped protective shield, absorbing all the attacks of the Shadow Orb, but the warriors inside were not harmed at all. Familiar power, familiar voices, and familiar moves.

…It turned out to be her—the lover who was destined not to belong to him, the lover whom he had longed for for ten thousand years...

"Tylande...it's Tyrande..." Illidan seemed to have lost his sense of place, and the expression on his face suddenly became wonderful. "How did she come to the outer lands, how did she come to this desolate and broken land? There is nothing here.

Are the interests related to the night elf race...could it be?"

As if surrounded by an unreal dream, the demon hunter's heart was suddenly filled with an inexplicable emotion. He almost threw away the war blade in his hand and roared loudly towards the empty wilderness, shouting out all the joy and sorrow in his heart -

—You came here specifically to see me, right? Because you know you will never see me again from now on, right?

Illidan's eyes, which had been dry for thousands of years, were slightly astringent. He gritted his teeth, took back his giant form, and turned into the size of an ordinary person before. He turned to Regen and said: "Human, help me!" He said, "I know you are here.

The purpose of coming here is to take my head, but I hope to die after defeating Kil'jaeden...Can you promise me?"

"You..." Regen frowned incomprehensibly, "Are you sure you have thought through what you said?"

"Of course!" Illidan said solemnly, "Perhaps before this I might still fight to the death with you, but it seems like I won't have to do that now..." The demon hunter took a breath, "I won't let her run away in vain.

...Since she wants to end my rule here, there is no reason for me to continue to stay on this throne..."

Looking at the surprised knight, Illidan smiled and said, "It's incredible, isn't it? The arrogant devil can actually become soft-hearted because of a woman... Haha, actually sometimes I find it incredible too,

If you can't hold it in, don't hold back. I'm used to a little ridicule."

"No, I will never make fun of you." Regan interrupted Illidan's self-mockery and looked at him steadily, making the demon hunter feel that he was not lying. "Because I understand... you love her, so you are willing to use

Do all this to win her heart... Whether it's the power of demons or the throne of Draenor, all your achievements are actually just to prove yourself in front of her!"

Regen closed his eyes slightly, paused for a moment and continued, "There is nothing to criticize, and there is no reason to be laughed at by others...because you are a hero!" Seeing Illidan's surprised expression, the knight smiled slightly, "Be loyal to your true love.

, is it wrong to use everything, even your own life, to fight for that love?"

The demon hunter looked at the knight in disbelief for a long time, and the latter looked back at him with a smile, and there was no impurity in his clear eyes: "That's right, my friend... No one can deprive you of your freedom, and no one can

To be suspicious of your motives is a right given to you by creation. Why can't a man be true to his feelings?"

"To be honest, I really regret not meeting you earlier..." Illidan was silent for a while, then raised his head and smiled brightly, "You are the most enlightening and interesting guy I have ever seen..." The demon hunter stepped forward.

Come, less than half a meter away from Regan, but the latter still just smiled and did not take any precautions.

"Thank you, my friend..." Illidan opened his arms and hugged Regan awkwardly. The knight could feel that the cold body seemed to be burning with a fire that had never been seen before - maybe it would be burning soon.

It will go out, maybe its temperature is not enough to warm the heart that has been lonely for thousands of years

"Remember, what every powerful being fears most when traveling from another world to another is that the transmitted energy source will be destroyed!" Illidan whispered in Regen's ear, "But that energy source will inevitably be tightly controlled.

Guardian, so I need you to cooperate with me to break the 'toilet' under the fraudster's body!"

After hearing this, Lei Gen was slightly stunned and said: "Why am I cooperating? Could it be that with the combined efforts of you and me, we can't complete the mission without any damage?"

"Join forces?" Illidan smiled and shook his head, then turned around and walked towards the Deceiver who was fighting fiercely with the mortal army. "Don't forget, Christine, you said this is my battlefield. I use it to fight for myself."

The last battlefield of my beloved...So, how could I give you this opportunity to shine?"

The demon hunter smiled and raised his eyebrows, and the Azzinoth warblade in his hand ignited with an unprecedented green light, "Come, Christine, help me burn this most brilliant spark!"

———————————————————— ps: There is another chapter in the evening. Don’t go away, send it to me immediately...


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