Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1671 39. Duty Calls Again

"it's coming"

A whole day and night later, above the Nathrax Fortress, Laike hid in the shadows and watched the huge fel portal open in the Demon Fortress.

Like the best war correspondent, he had seen the Defiler enter Krokuun through the demonic gate as large as that mountain.

The arrival of the polluters made all the demons here cheer, and the morale, which had been slightly weakened by the breakthroughs of the anti-magic coalition forces in recent days, suddenly inflated.

The social form of creatures like demons is very similar to a swarm of insects. The relationship between superiors and subordinates is by no means friendly and gentle, and subordinates are controlled by coercive orders.

The aura of the great demons can make the lower demons get carried away, and their control over the power of the fel energy allows the demon army under their rule to gain extremely powerful combat power.

The fel enhancement brought by Archimonde is already a headache, and there are more than one big demon in Nathrax Fortress, the polluter.

Under Bu Laike's gaze, at the back of the fortress near the mountain, in the huge fel magma pool like a lake, there is a huge black monster lying.

Although physically indistinguishable from other pit lords, this one is several times larger than other big-ass demons.

The bastard with muscles all over his body, who is extremely brutal just from his aura, is undoubtedly a super strong man at the top of the demon spectrum.

"Destroyer" Maronos, the king of the abyss lords.

In terms of grade, it is at the same level as Archimonde and Kil'jaeden.

However, due to the poor brains of the abyss lords, this guy does not hold power in the Burning Legion. It is a thing that is often used as cannon fodder to charge into battle.

The problem is that Malonos doesn't hate this positioning.

It is always attracted by the polluter and the fraudster, but it is immersed in the chance of destruction and victory these two guys will bring to it, so the destroyer is happy to obey orders.

For the most part, he's the most "popular" guy in the Legion, an evil group full of treachery and backstabbing, and all demon commanders love him when they're in trouble.

But when Malornos is angry, it becomes a nuisance that everyone avoids.

From this point of view, Lord Destroyer is also a very complicated guy.

Just when Illidan challenged the aldrachi battle spirit's battle blade trial, Maronos walked around the Krokuun battlefield and destroyed two positions of the anti-magic coalition forces by himself.

Although it was also due to the fact that Garrod gave the retreat order in advance, which led to the lack of strength in the field, but in just half a day, he helped the demons clean up their headaches, which is enough to show how powerful this bastard is.

From any point of view, it is a very difficult role.

"Fortunately, I made preparations in advance."

Bu Laike, who was hiding in the sky, saw that Archimonde was about to give a long and stinky pre-battle speech to the demons below, and immediately lost the motivation to continue watching.

He carried Illidan, who was covered in blood all over his body, even his wings had been chopped off, and was already extremely weak from breathing, and rushed back towards the coalition headquarters in the molten pool of Annihilan.

Bo Laike also carried a huge rag sack on his back, full of clinking junk, well, those aldrachi warglaives that Illidan conquered one by one.

As for the supreme blade

"Hey! Either hang on his waist, or go back to your pocket, don't fly with me like this! Your blade is too sharp, what if you accidentally poke me?"

As Bu Laike sailed against the wind, he shouted to the Aldrachi Supreme Blades flying beside him:

"Are you aldrachis sick? Now that you have decided to follow him, why do you beat him like this? You think you are upright.

From the point of view of being arrogant, you and Mensao Dange are a perfect match. "

"Watch your tone of voice! Voidwalker!"

A deep and majestic voice came from the Supreme Blade, berating Bu Laike:

"You are talking to the war commander of Aldrachi. In our world, if an evil person like you dares to speak so disrespectfully, he will be thrown into the arena and used as a target for recruits.

I didn't choose Illidan Stormrage either!

He failed.

There is no doubt about this, he can't even withstand my slash, he is not qualified to use my supreme war blade, I just...just"

"It's just been lonely for too long, right? Your Excellency the Supreme Commander."

Bu Laike drew his voice, winked and said:

"As a warrior who has fought with Sargeras, the boring time that has passed for tens of thousands of years has made you unbearable. What flows in your body is fire. What you desire is day after day of fighting, every moment of leisure Will make you so angry that you want to destroy the world.

You aldrachi are hopeless warmongers.

If you can't find the enemy, you will kill each other for fun. I heard that you killed your big brother with your own hands when you completed your warrior test?

This is a drama I like very much, I can never get tired of watching it, tell me, did you cry at that time? "

"Shut up! Evil!"

The pirate's question made the Supreme Commander very angry. He wished he could use his warblade to open the head of this smelly pirate and spit inside.

But he, the supreme battle spirit, also knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Perhaps his strong body made him not afraid of the corruption of the void when he was alive, but once the current spirit body is captured by the void, the fate will be very miserable.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to sacrifice a muscular bastard like you to the Aphotic Sea, that'll just make me suffer from a terrible backlash of truth. You can trust me, Your Excellency Fool.

I am your best friend. "

The pirate whistled and said to the Supreme Blade beside him:

"You don't need to find any reason for yourself to go downhill, I can tell you directly, in today's stars, you will never find another warrior who is as determined as Illidan to resist magic.

He also has grievances with the Dark Titan. Sargeras took his eyes and made him lose the favor of his most beloved woman. If you follow him, you will have a chance to fight the Dark Titan sooner or later.

Although I think that even if the two of you are ten times stronger together, you will still be hacked to death by the Dark Titan's sword, but considering that your fighting will is so fierce.

So my opinion is, it's better to follow it.

There's nothing to be ashamed of either.

As a weapon, you should choose a powerful master. Uh, slave! Yes, you might prefer that word. "

Bu Laike winked and said:

"You can completely regard Illidan as your servant, as your walking knife holder, as a carrier for you to continue to enjoy the war and devour the losers.

If he fails, you can ruthlessly abandon him and find another powerful bearer.

Anyway, all you long for is war

Nothing else matters, right? "

"Well, your statement is deeply rooted in my heart."

The Commander of the Fearless manipulated the supreme blade to make a nodding motion, and he said with satisfaction:

"You showed me another possibility with your amazing dark wisdom. As a wise commander, I decided to adopt your suggestion. Although this half-demon elf is reluctant in all aspects, his will to fight is indeed fierce.

In terms of will and talent alone, I think he is already qualified to be an aldrachi recruit, but he will not be a match for the Dark Titan after another ten thousand years of training like this.

I decided to train him myself!

That's right, that's it, I want to retrain the invincible Aldrachi supreme warband! I will lead my invincible spirits to continue to resist the Burning Legion

I feel it, my battle spirits are scattered in every corner of the stars, I must first gather my loyal warriors! "

"That would be great."

Bu Laike whistled and said:

"Illidan has a group of loyalists who have the same firm will as him. They will obey all the outrageous instructions of Illidan. After you and your servant are integrated, you can use the resources of the Illidari to your heart's content.

My dear sire, this is a double win.

I can't see what price you will pay for this, it's nothing more than lending your strength to your servant.

Those are all our own people!

If you don't lend your strength to your own people, why don't you still lend it to your enemies? "

"Well, what you said makes sense."

The Supreme Commander of the Aldrachi, the Demon Slayer, Torana the Fearless felt that there was nothing wrong with the pirate's logic, but this powerful but not wise commander still felt that Illidan was not qualified.

He complained:

"This servant.

I mean, there's a weak crack in his heart that can't be healed, it's a woman! I heard your conversation with him, that shameless woman named 'Tyrande' has become the biggest weakness in my servant's heart.

I have to find a chance to kill her, otherwise Illidan will not be able to continue to be strong, allowing him to keep these sad thoughts will only affect the speed of his drawing the sword.

He is indeed cold-blooded, but not ruthless enough, which seriously hinders him from discovering his talents. "

"Ha, I have a better idea, Your Majesty."

Bu Laike rolled his eyes and said to the Supreme Blade:

"Instead of killing Tyrande and leaving Illidan with eternal pain, maybe we can find a way to help him conquer Tyrande. Rely on his strength to make up for his weakness and add more faith to himself.

The strength shaped by pain is just an illusion, and only a strong will can bring real power.

There's no way an invincible warrior like you doesn't understand this.

I can assure you that although that woman is married, there will always be a soft spot in her heart that belongs to your servant.

We just need to find the key to open that door of the soul.

If you trust me, leave the work to me, you just need to push him at the critical moment, it's very simple. "

"Very well, I'm beginning to see your value, Voidwalker."

The Supreme Blade exclaimed:

"If I had your wisdom to assist me when I faced Sargeras, perhaps we would have gained more glory and victory before we died.

Alas, the aldrachi are born strong, but some people always say that we sacrificed our wisdom to gain strength."

"Aren't you going to beat them? Even dare to say such evil words in person, if it was me, I would have picked up the bottle and beat those bastards to death."

The pirate said something with a smile, the Supreme Blade was silent for a moment, and whispered:

"They are telling the truth, why beat them? Besides, those civilizations that ridiculed us back then have all been destroyed under the devil's iron hooves.

Although you are weak, you are a rare civilization that dares to take the initiative to show your sword to the devil. This alone is enough to make me look at you differently.

But if you lose."

"Oh, the war is about to start, let's say something good."

The pirate curled his lips, and he quickly fell from a high altitude, and appeared on the vanguard position of the anti-magic coalition forces that had been assembled.

A group of demon hunters felt the weakness of Illidan, who was laid on the ground by Bu Laike, covered in blood, and rushed over screaming.

The victim was even more angry and wanted to question, but the pirate was too lazy to answer, and dropped the rag bag in his hand at Altruis's feet with a bang.

He snapped his fingers and said:

"Accept Illidan's 'inheritance'.

These fine weapons are for you, he has reached an agreement with the proud Aldrachi war spirits, every Illidari with a warglaive must kill at least fifty demons in this battle to prove it You are worthy to use this ancient relic"

"a hundred!"

The Supreme Blade suspended beside Illidan scolded with the soul voice of Iron Horse Jin Ge:

"At least one hundred harvests per person! Only in this way can you prove that you are qualified to become aldrachi recruits, otherwise your souls are only worthy of being sad followers of war spirits.

The aldrachi high warbands need no waste! "

After speaking, the Supreme Blade fell into the hands of the unconscious Illidan with a very picky "I don't want to choose you, but look at these cowards around me, I have no better choice".

At the moment when the Supreme Blade was used, the cruel power belonging to the war commander poured into Illidan's battered body like a burst of flames. The special fighting power of the Aldrachi rolled like anger and fused with the explosive evil energy in Illidan's body. Together.

The disdainful snort of the fearless could be heard vaguely.

Apparently, he still didn't think fel energy was an appropriate power.

But the power of the war spirit is unquestionable. The power blessing brought by the countless enemies belonging to the supreme blade was fed back to the great demon hunter. After a few seconds, it allowed Illidan's wound metal to heal, and his evil energy was pushed into it. At a higher level, Illidan's shattered wings re-grow, and in the blood dripping, he achieves a bigger, more majestic and more adept fighting posture like a dragon's wings.

With a deep roar, Illidan opened his eyes, and the scorching evil energy turned into eye ridges and flew, making him flap his wings and float in the air.

The Supreme Blade also elongated to both sides according to Illidan's fighting style, becoming a bright red slender war blade. The black blood of the gods on the edge of the sharp blade added to it a battle majesty that everyone looked at.

Even Grom, who was sitting on the Titan Iron wheelchair and was pushed by Young Man Roar while carrying Blood Howl, looked at Illidan in surprise. From Illidan's weapon, he felt the fiery will of a warrior.

"Pity."

The foul-mouthed Grom curled his lips and continued to close his eyes to meditate. When passing by the Illidari, he casually used his powerful mocking ability as a soldier and said loudly:

"Such a good weapon fell into the hands of the soft egg elves, what a waste of good things."

"Hey! That green cripple over there!"

The Supreme Blade also found Grom, and the Dauntless immediately realized that maybe this foul-mouthed bastard in front of him was more suitable for him, so he shouted:

"Come and be my servant, and I will heal your wounds and give you greater strength."

"roll!"

Facing the "goodwill" of the Supreme Blade, Grom immediately expressed his refusal with a sweet and friendly voice.

Not only did Illidan do the stupid thing of exchanging freedom for power, but Grom also did it.

He didn't want to experience it a second time.

"Hack him!"

The Supreme Blade who was rejected became furious and shouted to order Illidan to come forward and give the green skin a good look, but Brother Egg quickly realized the situation at hand.

He ignored the noise of the Supreme Blade, sensing the fel storm that was getting more intense in the distance.

Feeling the power burgeoning in his body, he turned his head and "looked" at himself to face the "war spirit trial" without fear, and his subordinates took up the aldrachi warblades one after another.

Brother Egg grinned an incomparably evil smile.

He bared his teeth, pointed forward, and in the wind of hunting demons, he said:

"Did you smell it? Friends, this gale of war is calling the brave and scolding the cowards. I don't want to say any more. Let the dogs of war go!

Illidari! "

"wow"

The more ferocious demon wings opened at this moment. Facing the surging sea of ​​demons, Illidan roared and uttered the first battle cry, making the voice of resistance echo in the broken Argus again after 25,000 years. on the ground.

He yelled:

"Follow me to attack! Kill them all!"

(end of this chapter)