Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1804 30. We sit by the ruins and listen to the evil god talk about life experience

With his life hanging by a thread, Garald called out the "correct password" in a hurry, and summoned his "brother-in-law of the evil god" to help him kill the hapless demons who wanted to kill him.

This should have been a good thing, but Bo Laike's appearance was a bit too "savage", which caused Jarod to have some fears about this mysterious man.

He began to feel that it was not a good thing for his sister to be pursued by such a horrible guy.

His parents had long since left, and there were only himself and his sister left in the Yingge family, so as a younger brother, he should pay more attention to his sister's life and future, and he felt it was his responsibility.

But unfortunately, Bu Laike completely ignored the complicated psychological activities of "brother-in-law" at this time, because he smelled "joy" the moment he appeared here.

He walked against the wind and headed towards the burning Moon Fortress. When Jarod reacted, there was only a shadow of the murderous man suspected of his brother-in-law flying around in the air.

"Quick! Follow up."

The disheartened brother of Shadowsong found the Nightsaber that had been knocked down the hillside. His mount had a few wounds, but the loyal beast was fine. It licked its master's finger and then directed towards the Follow the fortress to protect the moon and rush over.

Although he didn't know Illidan Stormrage for a long time, as a standard "three good elves", Jarod really couldn't do anything to let his comrades fight alone.

He managed to catch up to Braike, who was walking on the wind, but before he could ask his doubts, he saw the black-clothed prophet in front of him casually throwing clusters of void arrows, and the place where the faint purple streamer hit fell Easily swallow the gates of big and small demons standing everywhere.

Even the various demons rushing into the material world with howling screams were torn apart in the implosion of the space collapse. This scene made Jarod's eyes widen.

He suddenly felt that His Excellency the Prophet in black had another layer of mystery.

In all fairness, his current lethality has seriously exceeded Garald's still young worldview.

Before today, the most powerful creature that Yingge's younger brother had ever seen was the stubborn demigod Monkey King, but that monkey demigod had to be hit with a stick to kill the demon, how could Bu Laike be so relaxed and freehand.

So Garald began to think about the strength of the black-clothed prophet again. He thought that the suspected "brother-in-law" in front of him might be a demigod incarnate.

Pirate Scraps could feel the random thoughts in Yingge's brother's mind, but he didn't care about the extra tail beside him at all, and he still maintained his unhurried posture and walked up the stairs of the Moon Protection Fortress.

As the stronghold of the Moon Guards outside Suramar City, the fortress is of course huge in size. There are no less than seven or eight mage towers around the town alone. There are also mysterious facilities such as the library and the observatory, which fully demonstrate the moon. Guard the tyrannical and ancient inheritance of the spell-casting power of the first echelon of the empire.

But now this "military city" is quite miserable.

The demons launched a surprise attack here through portal tactics, and most of the moon guards were transferred to the front line, resulting in a lack of defense here, and several mage towers were opened without guards when they were attacked.

When Bo Laike and Jarod stepped onto the fort that had been blasted from the front, what they saw was the remnants of a massacre.

There are demon corpses everywhere, mixed with the remains of the moon guards. These high-level spellcasters loyal to Kutalos Ravencrest are indeed a group of tough bones. They withstood the violent demons with extreme numbers. Bombed wildly, but its own losses were almost wiped out.

Illidan and Jarod came here to finish off. The main force of the demons had already left with the harvested souls. In the burning ruins, there were only a few sporadic survivors hiding and resisting.

But this is not the point.

The point is that in the ruins of this burning town, Illidan Stormrage is still fighting a powerful demon.

It was a burning hellfire.

There are still large pieces of extinguished boulder fragments around the battlefield between the two. Judging from the angle and posture of those stones falling, it should be that the demons summoned multiple hellfires to destroy the magic barrier of the Moon Guard Fortress. And the massacre ensued.

The only remaining hellfire is the "cleaner" summoned by the demons to completely destroy the fortress when they evacuate. Like a burning hill, Illidan Stormrage, who was trying his best to cast spells and attacks, was as inconspicuous at the feet of such a high-level demon as a little dwarf at the feet of a tauren.

But under Jarod's wide-eyed gaze, Illidan at this time was wrapped in an unbelievably thick and violent magic power all over his body like a demon.

Every time he casts a spell, a series of cracks will be blasted into the core of the terrifying hellfire titan.

Construct demons don't feel pain, but Illidan's attack drains his power quickly, which allows Hellfire to target Illidan.

At this moment, Brother Dan was already extremely angry, and the pain of witnessing the massacre of his comrades inspired his most extreme and stubborn side.

Facing the attack of Hellfire, he didn't dodge at all, letting the claws that could tear apart the city walls fall on him and was blocked by the magic shield as the moon guard.

The evil fire on the high-level demon was spreading, making Illidan feel like he was standing in a burning hell. He swayed the abnormally strong magic power in his body in a rough way, turning them into rough and sharp attacks. He hammered the destruction demon in front of him, and the moon staff in his hand was constantly annihilated and disintegrated because he couldn't bear the pressure of this magic power.

"He's actually a master of the arcane who hides his identity, right?"

The eyes of Brother Shadowsong who watched this scene were full of astonishment. In his perception, the majesty of Illidan Stormrage's every move at this time was not at all compared to Aya Blue who summoned meteorites and ice storms to block the battlefield in the previous battle. Ms. Moon is weak.

He said in a difficult tone:

"Why did he hide his strength before?"

"stupid."

Regarding Yingge's younger brother's remarks, Bu Laike disdainfully issued his own evaluation.

His eyes didn't pay attention to the battle between Illidan and Hellfire, but he kept observing the corpses of several moon guards lying on the steps leading to the underground refuge behind Illidan.

A strange smile appeared on Bo Laike's face, he put his hand on Garald's shoulder who wanted to help, and said softly:

"He can deal with it, don't go up and make trouble, just stay here, and there will be a good show soon."

"boom"

As soon as Bu Laike finished speaking, the battle in front of him was decided.

With Dange's roar, the magical power of his last blow pierced through the torso of the hellfire titan like a bombardment that tore apart the stars, and the scorching demon core was also annihilated and shattered. With a low whimper, The six or seven meter tall high-level demon turned into a mass of scorched gravel and scattered everywhere.

The evil fire on the ground is still burning, but with the death of the demon, those flames that have lost their energy supply are also quickly extinguished. The panting Illidan has completed the "great cause" that no moon guard recruit can complete, but he still But there is no joy of victory.

Under the watchful eyes of Jarod and Laike, he dropped the shattered staff in his hand, took a few trembling steps back and knelt beside the corpse of his comrade behind him.

He is in pain.

This can be seen from Illidan's trembling body and the gesture of covering his face.

Garald thought it was Brother Dan who blamed himself for not being able to save his compatriots, but soon, as the door to the underground shelter opened, the appearance of Moon Guard recruits who helped each other out of the safe area changed everything. The thoughts of Brother Yingge.

"You bastard!"

A female moon guard screamed and jumped beside Illidan, frantically beating her savior, and other recruits rushed forward to pull the out-of-control companion away.

In their eyes, the fear of Illidan is no less than the disgust of demons.

"You killed them! You murderer!"

The girl who was out of control seemed to see something, and she shouted at Illidan angrily amidst the pull of her companions:

"What you did today will be sent to the table of the High Lord Ravencrest, and you will be court-martialed! When you are hanged, everyone will cheer in unison.

You freak! "

Facing the girl who seemed to be insane, Illidan didn't answer. He knelt down beside the corpses of his compatriots like a sculpture, muttering to himself like a fool.

Brother Yingge couldn't stand it anymore, he strode forward and scolded the recruits:

"Enough! Why didn't I know that the famous moon guards are a bunch of ungrateful guys? Obviously Illidan saved you! If he didn't knock down the demon here, you would be killed even if you hid in the shelter.

Look at how tired he is. You are ungrateful, why do you still slander your savior like this. "

"Shut up, soldier, you don't know anything."

An older moon guard glanced at Jarod, and said coldly:

"This is the internal affairs of the Moon Guard, so don't interfere, you only saw Illidan defeating the demon, but you didn't see what he did for it.

those corpses

Those men could have survived, but Illidan, the champion in your eyes, stripped the last of their dignity. "

"this"

Jarod was confused by this answer. He didn't understand the inside story at all, so he looked at the silent Illidan and asked:

"Illidan, what did you do? Say something."

Brother Egg just shook his head, signaling Garald not to get involved in this matter, but judging from the sinful expression on his face, it seemed that there was something more to the matter as these angry moon guards said.

Bo Laike looked at the quarrel before him with interest.

He didn't participate in it, but walked forward slowly, squatted on the corpse beside Illidan, stretched out his hand to check, and said like a professional coroner:

"There are no obvious wounds, and they didn't die from a demon attack. Looking at their dead bodies like empty shells with energy loss, it should be that the magic power in their bodies was drained by external forces under the condition of blood loss and weakness.

Look at their faces when they are dying.

Except for one soft guy who showed fear, everyone else went to die calmly. Therefore, this should be a voluntary 'sacrifice', and there is no right or wrong.

Illidan, I told you last time.

Be gentle and don't suck them all up. "

The pirate curled his lips and cast a mocking look at the angry recruits, then at the wounded veteran who was talking to Jarod.

He drew his voice and said:

"You moon guards are really strange, if such a tactic is considered taboo by you, then you shouldn't have invented it in the first place.

Obviously every moon guard will use it, but after Illidan used it, he jumped out and accused him of being a butcher. It's fine for those stupid recruits who don't know the truth to misunderstand, why do you, a veteran, get involved?

I guess, before the arrival of Illidan, these warriors must have begged you to take over their strength and continue to fight, but you timidly hid in the basement and threw the glory and responsibility of this battle to Illidan who dared to face the devil, and then After he saved you, he jumped out and accused you of being a saint.

Tsk tsk, what a clever guy, this kind of flexible mind and flexible moral bottom line is simply the favorite of the devils. "

"You are slandering the glory of the Moon Guard! Stranger!"

The injured veteran's complexion changed slightly, and he scolded:

"You have no idea."

"No, I know. I know the birth and inheritance of the Moon Guard as well as your battle taboos."

Bu Laike interrupted the guy, and he cast a sarcastic glance at the angry accusers, saying:

"Go away, go back to Ravencrest, shirk all your responsibilities, and put all the responsibility for the fall of the Moon Guard Fortress on the benefactor who saved you.

I am in a good mood today.

Get out before I lose my patience. "

Several recruits wanted to refute the stranger's sarcasm, but the veteran shook his head.

He glanced at Illidan with complicated eyes, and led the surviving recruits limping away from the devastated ruins of the fort that had already fallen silent.

Garald, who was watching all this, had a complex expression.

Although Laike didn't say what happened, but from his cryptic description, Brother Shadowsong still guessed the truth. He looked at the corpse beside Illidan, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Did you really draw their magic power?"

"I must do that."

The depressed Illidan Stormrage murmured:

"Only in this way can I defeat the demon. The captain of the guard here asked me to do this. He knows that only in this way can he save the helpless recruits. I

I know it's taboo.

But there is only one way.

I'm not strong enough to win on my own. "

The young Dange looked at his dusty hands, and his hands seemed to be covered with blood under his gaze. The heavy self-blame and pressure made Illidan very painful.

He closed his eyes and whispered in a complicated tone:

"They are right. I am a monster. I have swallowed the lives of my own people for this petty victory. They should have survived, and I killed them myself."

Jarod fell silent too.

The young brother Yingge didn’t know how to comfort Illidan. He didn’t even know whether he should comfort Illidan. Young people don’t know enough. Get decadent.

Who is wrong?

Or is no one right?

Seeing that the two new recruits had fallen into extreme depression, the crumb pirate curled his lips.

Although he thought the matter in front of him was very interesting, he knew that if he didn't intervene, the mission of these two guys would fail because of wasting time.

So, he walked up to Illidan, reached out and grabbed his collar and pulled him up from where he was.

He stared at those Amber eyes, which no longer had the sharpness of the past, only complex guilt and confusion remained. The pirate shrugged and said:

"Do you think you did something wrong?"

Illidan shook his head.

"Then what are you trying to do with that sissy look? Expecting a handsome angel to show up in front of you and tell you that everything you did was right and thank you?"

Bu Laike sneered:

"Illidan Stormrage, you still have unfinished tasks, you can continue to feel sorry for yourself, think about right and wrong, and waste time waiting for the great demon to come and command the demons to destroy Suramar and kill your beloved girl.

You can also wipe away your tears like a man, continue to set off, shoulder everything you should bear, and deal with the enemies you should deal with.

You have learned my demonology, and you are a warlock. "

The pirate snorted and said:

"The first thing you have to abandon in this line of work is your conscience. Having that thing will only hinder you from discovering your potential. Meaningless sadness and tears will not help you defeat your enemies.

You can live just fine without those things. "

"That's not right."

Garald, who was watching, shook his head and said:

"Abandoning the conscience, then what is the difference between us and the devil?"

"Well said, I like a kid like you who is self-reliant, and I am looking forward to the scene where you are beaten up by the world because of your conscience.

But that's not the point. "

Bu Laike turned his head and showed an approving smile. He patted the dust on Illidan's body, picked up the magic stick again, and said meaningfully:

"Go on with your guilt, the demigods will not jump out to help you fight, keep your doubts, Illidan, the questions that plague you will eventually be answered, but not from me.

You will soon face your fate, and hopefully then you will be as sentimental as you are now.

As for the dead, I would call them 'necessary sacrifices'. Their death conceives a true warrior, like a cocoon of pain and despair.

Before that new life flaps its wings, no one knows how splendid it will be.

but I know.

I've seen it all with my own eyes, and if you feel ashamed, remember these people and look back at their sacrifices today when you feel lost in the road ahead.

I believe that a person with a goal will never lose his way.

Illidan.

Do you have a goal? "

(end of this chapter)