Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Malfurion! Wake up! Tyrande needs you!"

Illidan, who was completely demonized, waved his double blades, and easily cut off the weapon that pierced Malfurion's body in the body of the naga, and took the weak big druid from the steel frame. Down, he hugged him in his arms and patted Malfurion on the cheek, trying to wake up his brother.

However, at this moment, the grudging laughter of Queen Azshara, who had been pinned to the center of the battlefield, suddenly sounded on the battlefield:

"Wake up! Malfurion! Wake up... Enzos' running dog!"

When he heard this, Illidan's first reaction was to throw the big druid in his arms, but... it was late.

"puff"

A crystal dagger composed entirely of dark red nightmare power penetrated Illidan's abdomen. At the moment it penetrated the body of the demon hunter, the extremely concentrated nightmare power began to spread Illidan's body, dark red like The ash-like flame lines spread rapidly on Illidan's body, like a cobweb.

"what!"

Illidan made a cry. He staggered to lift Malfurion and retreated in the water, but after a few steps, his demonized state was forcibly released, and the irritable evil energy and the corrupted void were in him. The mad fighting in the body made him unable to maintain demonization, but fortunately, in the demon war 2 months ago, Illidan swallowed the demon soul of the fear demon Bernholler, making him weak for ten thousand years. Relieved a lot, so as not to be completely stunned under this blow.

But even so, Illidan's situation is very bad...

In front of him, Malfurion's eyes stood up as stiff as a puppet, and his eyes were horrible dark red. A strange will was manipulating this body, but it could be seen from his constantly struggling expression, The Great Druid was still weak against the inner nightmare under extreme weakness.

However, after Enzos's running dog, the nightmare king Savis realized that relying on himself could not corrode the firm will of the big druid, the monster that hated Malfurion directly asked him directly. The host's help.

Enzos...The horror will of the ancient gods disturbed Malfurion’s soul, even though Enzos was only the weakest of the ancient gods, but its indescribable soul was still the Great Druid. The mortal can't look directly, can't get close.

"There is no peace at all..."

Malfurion held two dark red nightmare daggers in his hands, and stiffly approached Illidan. He said in a strange tone:

"That's just a boring fantasy for mortals...Join us, my dear brother, you will be favored by the indescribable god, you will be...gift and praise!"

Between the weird sounds, vines dotted with nightmare crystals like red ashes rolled out from under the cold tide, and the vines with strong mental interference will hurt Illidan Trapped in it, Malfurion was holding a nightmare dagger and stood in front of Illidan's eyes. At the moment when the strange smile on his face appeared, two crystal-like daggers pierced Illidan.

"clang"

At this critical moment, a fast-spinning holy silver bullet accurately hit the dagger in Malfurion's hands. The holy silver's restraint against all evils made the dagger bounce out of the flare. Malfa Leo's stabbing was interrupted, and less than a second later, another bullet also hit another dagger.

At the position 2,000 meters away, Shantis stood there, armed with a black sniper rifle, her long hair dancing in the air, and at the very moment of the attack, she rescued Illidan.

And the battle-hardened demon hunter didn’t waste the opportunity his niece created for himself. His fingers hooked, and the two Essinosian war blades that plunged into the ground in the tide swirled up and wound him around him. The nightmare vines were cut off, and Illidan took a deep breath, mobilizing the last evil in his body. Between the **** of his back wings, he flew in a twisted way, and after gliding for a few seconds, it was like a bird with wings. Similarly, flipped and fell into Felwood.

This killing scene was interrupted, making Queen Azshara waiting for a revenge drama very dissatisfied. She lifted her finger and pointed to Shantis Hayu who had destroyed it all:

"Good hunter...and your toy gun!"

"boom"

The strange magic power wrapped around the sniper rifle in the hands of Shantis. At the next moment, the firearm made by the master craftsman was like a detonated bomb. Between the bursts of fire, Shantis screamed, the whole Everyone was thrown out fiercely, and blood exploded on Shantis's body, making the poor girl look terribly tragic.

"Santis!"

Tyrande saw that her daughter was seriously injured. She waved the war bow and rushed to Queen Azshara, but was blocked by another shadow from the sky.

In the light of Transfiguration, Malfurion, controlled by the nightmare, stared at his wife with dark red eyes, as if looking at a stranger.

He still maintains the natural form of the Great Druid, the antlers of his forehead, the wings on his arms, and the two horns like claws, but unfortunately, all these natural creations have shown signs of corrosion by nightmares. In Malfurion's two horns, dark red nightmare crystals breed, just like the crown that nightmare blessed for it.

Queen Azshara looked at the creation of the nightmare with pride. She stretched out her fingers and stroked Malfurion’s cracked cheeks like a statue. She said to Tyrande, who was full of endless grief and pain in front of her. :

"Your daughter is dying and your lover can't escape the end of the nightmare. Look at your husband again. How elegant is his gesture, you know? Those **** gave him a new name, I It sounds good..."

"They called him... Malfurion the polluter."

Azshara gave a cheerful laugh. She patted Malfurion on the shoulder and said to Tyrande in front of her:

"Look, Little Tyrande, I found a good opponent for you. Either you killed him, protected your people, or he killed you, and corrupted everything with a nightmare, but no matter what, I can see it. When it comes to a tragedy between husband and wife, I love this tragedy so much, it suits you... the traitor!"

"of course..."

Queen Azshara's figure disappeared on the battlefield in the flash of arcane magic, but her cold voice still echoed on the battlefield:

"Of course you can also try to wake him up, with love, or something else, before he kills you and kills all your soldiers... let me see, Little Tyrande, let me see, How great is the love between you...or that it is not worth mentioning at all!"

"Seriously, I look forward to..."

Tyrande can ignore Azshara’s malice, but she can’t ignore her husband who has fallen into a nightmare. She squeezes the white feather bow in her hand. She looks at the cold Malfurion in front of her eyes. She bites Teeth, whispered:

"Malfurion, tell me... this is not true!"

"Om"

In the light of Transfiguration, Malfurion answered Tyrande with actual action. The huge one in front of him, dressed in nightmare vine armor, exuded dark red nightmare power like a war bear with a demon giant bear, With those murderous dark red eyes, all the illusions of Tyrande were smashed.

At this moment, no matter how powerful the moon priest is, it can no longer bear all of this.

Tears of pain and despair fell from Tyrande’s eyes. She begged Elune to give her guidance like countless times before, but before the prayer was finished, the crazy nightmare giant Malfurion screamed and rushed up. .

This time, even if Tyrande did not want to... she had to fight.

Husbands and wives... After this terrible tragedy, hiding a civilized future, Tyrande had to make a choice because she was the leader, because she represented Cadore’s will.

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Illidan. The two most important people in Stormrage's life are killing each other, but Illidan can only wait for death in the dark valley of the Felwood forest.

The demon hunter, who was secretly counted by the only loved one, lay in a miserable posture, lying in a cluster of icy sewage, the demonized wings had already dissipated, and the dark red nightmare power was eroding on the wound on his abdomen His body and will.

Along the stabbed wound, a nightmare like a cobweb flashes in the dark, like a cooling magma. The essence of this thing is the most corrosive void in the six basic forces, if there is enough The evil energy is against it. Maybe Illidan can escape the end of the nightmare that is corroded into a nightmare, but the problem is that he cannot get enough energy to supplement it.

Illidan Stormrage was imprisoned for 10,000 years in the Warden Caves. During these 10,000 years, he relied on his own will to fight against the demon soul sealed in his body. Even if Illidan was firm, the battle of will It was also very tragic. It took 10,000 years to drain his energy. Although he was found immediately to be "charged" by the Demon King after being released, the long-term weakness gave Illidan a great appetite. , The demon soul of a fear demon lord is not enough.

What's more terrible is that the demon soul of Bernholler sealed in Illidan's body also took advantage of the host's weakness and began to resist...

This is where the demon hunter profession is most criticized. They rely on the demon soul in their bodies to fight against the evil energy. Before the demon soul depletes, the demon hunter can continue to fight like a war machine, but the body is weak. At times, the demon soul in the body will also occupy the will of the demon hunter in the reverse direction, and they call it the "heart demon".

The war between the demon hunter and the demon will not have an end. They complement each other unless the host is completely dead, and there is only one way for the demon hunter to pursue the strength of power. It is to continuously hunt for powerful devil and seal it in the body, but The greater the number of demon souls, the greater the pressure on the will of the demon hunter. Eventually the hunter's will will be defeated by the devil's will...This is almost an unchangeable future.

It is equivalent to, once embarking on this road, it is rushing all the way towards the future of destruction, and it is impossible to look back.

Illidan is the most powerful demon hunter. The number of demon souls sealed in his body is also amazing. This means that when he is weak, he has to bear more than ten times the pressure of other demon hunters.

And now, he can't stand it anymore...

A beating fire of fierce energy was rushing on Illidan's body, which meant that Illidan's control of fierce energy was rapidly weakening. According to this situation, Illidan would be destroyed before the nightmare corroded. The Demon Soul took the lead in defeating and became a complete demon.

However, at the moment of Illidan's mind, the gloomy laughter of the fear demon king appeared, and I did not know that it was not auditory hallucination. There was a child's voice suddenly in the ear of the demon hunter.

"Argus, right there! I saw him! God, he's so ugly!"

Illidan got the purest evil energy from Sargeras ten thousand years ago. As a price, he sacrificed his rare amber eyes. In the legend of elves, those eyes represent terrible potential. Because the last elf with amber eyes was named Azshara!

Although after the sacrifice of both eyes, the demon hunter can still perceive the demon through ghost vision and become more convenient than before, but after all, he is completely blind, so Illidan cannot see the surrounding environment, he can only rely on super senses In this state of confusion, he barely felt that a strange soul was approaching him.

It seemed to be a ghost representing death, but she had the warmth of holy light beside her, and beside that little ghost, there was a strange beast spirit. Life and death coexisted in a balanced manner. For the well-informed Illidan, he can easily judge that the spirit of the beast is transforming from the accumulation of pure life energy to the aggregation of death energy. I don’t know which genius came up with it. Idea...

"boom"

The little ghost Yuna, who was riding behind the soul deer Alzeus, jumped to the ground, she looked around sneakily, and then clutched her wand, walked cautiously towards Illidan, who was lying there and could not move. When she was close to Illidan at a distance of 3 meters, Illidan suddenly warned with a hoarse voice:

"Don't get closer! Child...I might... hurt you."

"Oh, you are still alive!"

Regarding this warning, Yuna said indifferently, then walked to Illidan, squatted there, curiously looked at the wound on Illidan's abdomen, the little ghost leaned his eyes, and looked at the dark red cloth on his face. Illidan, she whispered:

"Huh! The cloth on your eyes is exactly the same as that of Grandfather Drektar! Are you also a blind man?"

At this point, Illidan did not know how to take it...According to his usual habits, he dared to say this, and he will definitely be cut to death by his knife, but the problem is that this is obviously just a child who is not at all involved in the world. Do powerful Illidari lords have to worry about a child?

So Illidan simply shut up, silently corresponding to this strange little ghost in front of him.

Seeing Illidan not speaking, Yuna grabbed her hair with some irritability. She stood up, akimbo, and said to Illidan:

"Now! Zella’s bad woman told me to let me save you once, and then she won’t bother me anymore... so I will save you, but you have to promise me, you can’t let Tyrion know about it, He hated Zella the most... if he knew that I had a deal with that bad woman of Zella, he would be very angry."

"Hey, blind man, do you agree?"

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