Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"It's coming"

A whole day and night later, above the Nasrax Fortress, Blake hid in the shadows and watched the huge evil door opened in the Demon Fortress.

Like the best war correspondent, he saw with his own eyes the scene of the Defiler stepping through the mountain-like Devil's Gate into Krokuun.

The arrival of the Defiler made all the demons here cheer. Their morale, which had been slightly declining due to the anti-demon coalition's breakthroughs in recent days, suddenly swelled.

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

The aura of the great demons can make the lower demons forget themselves, and their control over the evil force allows the demon legions under their rule to gain an extremely powerful increase in combat effectiveness.

The evil enhancement brought by Archimonde is already a headache, and there are more than just Defilers in Nasrax Fortress.

As Blake looked at him, behind the fortress and close to the mountain, in the lake-like pool of evil magma, lay a huge black monster.

Although the body shape is no different from other abyss lords, this one is several times larger than other big-ass demons.

The bastard, whose muscles are bulging all over his body, is extremely cruel just from the look of his aura. There is no doubt that he is also a super strong man at the top of the demonic spectrum.

"Destroyer" Maronos, King of the Abyss Lords.

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

But because the abyss lords generally have poor brains, this guy does not hold power in the Burning Legion. He is a charger who is often used as pathetic cannon fodder.

The problem is, Maronos doesn't hate this positioning.

It has always been lured in and out by the Defiler and the Trickster, but it is so immersed in the opportunities for destruction and victory that these two men will bring it that the Destroyer is happy to obey orders.

Most of the time, it is the most popular guy among the Burning Legion, an evil group full of betrayals and backstabbing. All demon commanders like it when they encounter trouble.

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

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

Just when Illidan challenged the Aldaqi War Spirit in the Glaive Trial, Maronos circled around the Crokuun battlefield and destroyed two positions of the anti-magic alliance with it alone.

Although this was partly due to Jarod issuing a retreat order in advance, resulting in insufficient battlefield strength, the fact that he helped the demons clear up their stubborn headaches in just half a day was enough to show how powerful this bastard was.

It's a pretty tough character by any stretch of the imagination.

"Fortunately, I was resourceful and prepared in advance."

Black, who was hiding high in the sky, saw Archimonde below preparing to give a long and stinky pre-war speech to the demons, and immediately lost the motivation to continue watching.

He carried Illidan, who was covered in blood, even his wings were chopped off, and his breathing was extremely weak, and he rushed back towards the coalition headquarters in the Annihran molten pool.

Black also carried a huge rag bag on his back, filled with jingling rags, well, those Aldrazi warglaives that Illidan had conquered one by one.

As for the Supreme Blade

"Hey! Either hang it on his waist or put it back in your pocket. Don't follow me like that! Your blade is too sharp. What if you accidentally poke me?"

While walking in the wind, Blake shouted to the Supreme Blade of Aldaqi flying beside him:

"Are you Aodaqi people sick? Since you have decided to follow him, why do you beat him like this? You are not honest.

From the point of view of being arrogant, you and the sultry Brother Dan are a perfect match. "

"Watch the tone of your words! Void Walker!"

A deep and majestic voice came out of the Supreme Blade and scolded Blake:

"You are talking to the war commander of Aldaqi. In our world, if an evil person like you dares to speak so rudely, he will have his limbs cut off and thrown into the arena to be used as a target for new recruits.

I didn't choose Illidan Stormrage either!

He failed.

There is no doubt about this. He can't even withstand my slashes. He is not qualified to use my supreme war blade at all. I just...just"

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

Blake lengthened his voice and said with a wink:

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

You Audachis are hopeless warmongers.

If you can't find an enemy, you'll kill each other for fun. I heard that you killed your brother with your own hands when you completed your warrior trial?

This is a drama that I like very much. I 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 war blade to open the brain of this stinky pirate and spit inside.

But he, the supreme war spirit, also knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Perhaps when he was alive, his powerful body made him not afraid of the corrosion of the void, but now, once the spirit body is captured by the void, it will end badly.

"Don't worry, I won't sacrifice a muscle bastard like you to the Sunless Sea, that will only make me suffer the terrible backlash of truth. You can trust me, Your Majesty the Supreme Idiot.

I'm your best friend. "

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

"You don't have to find any excuses for yourself. I can tell you directly that among the stars today, you will never find another warrior who is as determined as Illidan to resist evil.

He also has a grudge against the Dark Titan. Sargeras took away his eyes, causing him to 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 you two would still be hacked to death by the Dark Titan's sword even if you were ten times stronger together, but considering that your will to fight is so strong.

So my opinion is, it’s better to just go with it.

There's no shame in that either.

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

Blake winked and said:

"You can completely regard Illidan as your slave, as your walking knife rest, as a vehicle for you to continue to enjoy war and devour the losers.

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

Anyway, all you long for is war

Nothing else matters, right? "

"Well, your statement won my heart."

The fearless commander controlled the Supreme Blade and nodded, 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 become an Aldaqi recruit, but if he trains like this for another 10,000 years, he will not be a match for the Dark Titan.

I decided to train him myself!

Yes, that's it, I'm going to retrain the invincible Aldrachi Supreme Warband! I will lead my invincible war spirits to continue to resist the Burning Legion.

I feel that my war spirits are scattered in every corner of the stars. I must first gather my loyal warriors! "

"That couldn't be better."

Black whistled and said:

"Illidan has a group of die-hard loyalists under his command who are as determined as he is. They will obey all of Illidan's outrageous instructions. After you and your slaves become one, you can use the resources of the Illidari as much as you like.

My dear Majesty, this is the best of both worlds.

I don't see what price you will pay for this. It's nothing more than lending your power to your servant.

Those are all our own people!

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

"Well, you have a point."

The supreme commander of the Aldaqi people, the demon slayer, and the fearless Toranal suddenly 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 slave.

I mean, there was a weak crack in his heart that couldn't be healed, and it was a woman! I heard the conversation between you and him. That shameless woman named 'Tylande' has become the biggest weakness in my slave's heart.

I have to find an opportunity 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 drawing his sword.

He is indeed cold-blooded, but not ruthless enough, which seriously affects his ability to discover his own talents. "

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

Black rolled his eyes and said to the Supreme Blade:

"Rather than killing Tyrande and leaving Illidan with eternal pain, perhaps we can find a way to help him conquer Tyrande. Rely on his strength to make up for his own weakness and add more confidence to himself.

The strength created by pain is just an illusion. Only a strong will can bring real power.

It is impossible for an invincible warrior like you to not understand this.

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

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

If you trust me, leave this job to me, you just need to push him at the critical moment, it is very simple. "

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

The Supreme Blade praised:

"If I had your wisdom to assist me when I faced Sargeras, maybe we could gain more glory and victory before we die.

Alas, the Aldaqi people are naturally powerful, but some people always say that we sacrificed our wisdom in exchange for strength."

"Won't you beat them up? You dare to say such evil things to their faces. If it were you, I would have picked up a bottle of wine and hit those bastards over their heads."

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

"They are telling the truth, so why beat them? Besides, those civilizations that ridiculed us back then have been destroyed under the iron hoof of the devil.

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

But if you lose."

"Oh, there's going to be a war soon, let's say something nice."

The pirate curled his lips. He quickly fell from a high altitude and appeared at 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 lying on the ground covered in blood by Blake, and rushed over screaming.

The victim wanted to question angrily, but the pirate was too lazy to answer and threw the rag bag in his hand at Oturis' feet with a bang.

He snapped his fingers and said:

"Accept Illidan's 'legacy'.

These fine weapons are for you. He has reached an agreement with the proud Aldrazi war spirits. Each Illidari holding a warblade must kill at least fifty demons in this battle to prove it. You are worthy of using this ancient sacred object."

"a hundred!"

The Supreme Blade, which was suspended next to Illidan, scolded in the voice of the iron-clad soul:

"At least a hundred gains for each of you! Only in this way can you prove that you are qualified to become Aldaqi recruits, otherwise your souls will only be assigned to the war spirits as pathetic followers.

The Supreme Chapter of the Aldrachi needs no waste! "

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

The moment the Supreme Blade was in hand, the cruel power belonging to the war commander poured into Illidan's riddled body like an explosion of flames. The special fighting power of the Aldaki rolled like anger and merged with the explosive evil energy in Illidan's body. Together.

You can still vaguely hear the disdainful hum of the fearless ones.

Apparently, he still didn't think fel power was the right power.

But there is no doubt about the power of the war spirit. The power blessing brought by countless enemies killed by the Supreme Blade was fed back to the Great Demon Hunter within a few seconds, allowing Illidan's wounds to heal with metal, and allowing his evil energy to be pushed in. At a higher level, Illidan's chopped wings were allowed to grow again, and while dripping with blood, he became larger, more majestic, and better at fighting, like a dragon's wings.

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

The Supreme Blade was also elongated to both sides into a bright red slender war blade according to Illidan's fighting method. The black god's blood on the edge of the blade added a war majesty that made everyone look at it.

Even Grom, who was sitting in a Titan Iron wheelchair and being pushed over by Young Heroes carrying Gorehowl, looked at Illidan in surprise. From Illidan's weapon, he felt a burning will that only a warrior could have.

"Pity."

Grom, who had a bad mouth, curled his lips and continued to close his eyes to meditate. When passing by Illidari, he casually displayed his powerful taunting ability as a warrior and said loudly:

"It's such a waste of such a good weapon to fall into the hands of weak elves."

"Hey! That green-skinned cripple over there!"

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

"Come here and be my slave. I will heal your injuries and give you greater strength."

"roll!"

Facing the "goodwill" of the Supreme Blade, Grom immediately expressed his rejection with fragrant friendship.

Not only Illidan has done this stupid thing, but Grom has also done it.

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

"Kick him to death!"

The Supreme Blade became angry after being rejected and roared at Illidan to come forward and give the greenskin a good look, but Eggman quickly realized the situation at hand.

He ignored the noise of the Supreme Blade and sensed the increasingly fierce evil storm in the distance.

Feeling the power building up in his body, he looked back at his subordinates who were not afraid to face the "War Spirit Trial" and picked up the Aldaqi War Blade one after another.

Brother Dan grinned an extremely evil smile.

He bared his teeth, pointed forward, and amid the roaring demonic wind, he said:

"Do you smell it? Friends, this fierce wind of war is calling the brave and scolding the coward. I don't want to say more, let's release the vicious dog of war!

The Illidari! "

"Wow"

The more ferocious demon wings opened at this moment. Facing the rushing sea of ​​demons, Illidan roared and let out his first war cry, allowing the voice of resistance to echo in the broken Argus again after 25,000 years. On the earth.

He shouted:

"Follow me to attack! Kill them all!"