Shadow Trails in Azeroth

With his life hanging by a thread, Jarod suddenly shouted out the "correct password" and summoned his "evil brother-in-law" to help him kill the unlucky demons who wanted to kill him.

This should have been a good thing, but Black's appearance was a bit too "brutal", causing Jarod to become a little wary of this mysterious man.

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

His parents have long since passed away, and he and his sister are the only two people left in the Shadowsong family. As a younger brother, he should be more concerned about his sister's life and future. He feels that this is his responsibility.

But unfortunately, Black completely ignored the complex psychological activities of his "brother-in-law" at this time, because he smelled the smell of "fun" the moment he appeared here.

He rode the wind and headed towards the burning Moon Protector Fortress. When Jarod reacted, only a shadow of the murderous man suspected of being his brother-in-law was left flying in the air.

"Quick! Follow me."

The disgraced Shadowsong brother found the nightsaber that had been knocked down the hillside. His mount had a few wounds, but the loyal beast was not serious. It licked its master's fingers and then headed towards it under Jarod's command. Rush over to Protect the Moon Fortress.

Although he had not known Illidan Stormrage for a long time, Jarod, as a standard "three good elf", really couldn't do anything to let his colleagues fight alone.

He barely caught up with Blake who was walking on the wind, but before he could ask about his doubts, he saw the black-clothed prophet in front of him casually throwing out a bunch of void arrows, and the purple stream of light hit wherever they hit. The large and small demon gates standing everywhere are easily swallowed up.

Even the various demons that screamed and rushed into the material world were torn to pieces in the implosion of space collapse. This scene made Jarod's eyes widen.

He suddenly felt that there was another layer of mystery in the black-clothed prophet.

To be fair, his current lethality has seriously exceeded Jarod's young worldview.

Before today, the most powerful creature that Brother Shadowsong had ever seen was the naughty demigod Monkey King. However, the monkey demigod had to hit it with sticks one after another to kill demons. How could Black be so relaxed and carefree?

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

Pirate Chip could feel the random thoughts in his brother Shadow Song's mind, but he didn't care at all that there was an extra tail next to him, and still maintained his unhurried attitude as he climbed up the stairs of the Moon Protector Fortress.

As the stronghold and fortress of the Moon Guard outside Suramar City, it is of course huge in area. There are no less than seven or eight mage towers erected around the small town. There are also mysterious facilities such as libraries and observatories, which fully display the moon. Guard the tyranny and ancient heritage of the first echelon of spellcasting power in the empire.

But now this "military city" is quite miserable.

The demons used portal tactics to launch a surprise attack here, and most of the moon guards were transferred to the front line, resulting in an empty defense here. Several mage towers were left unguarded when they were attacked.

When Blake and Jarod stepped onto the fortress that had been bombarded from the front, they saw the remnants of a massacre.

There were corpses of demons everywhere, mixed with the remains of the Moon Guard. These high-level spellcasters loyal to Kutalos Ravencrest were indeed a group of strong bones. They withstood the violent demons with an extreme numerical disadvantage. The bombing was indiscriminate, but its own losses were almost total.

Illidan and Jarod ran over to finish it off. The main demonic force had already left with the harvested souls. There were only a few sporadic survivors hiding and resisting in the burning ruins.

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 also large extinguished boulder fragments surrounding the battlefield between the two. Judging from the angle and posture of the falling stones, it seems that the demons summoned multiple hellfires to destroy the magic barrier of the Moon Guard Fortress and launch a surprise attack. and massacre ensued.

This only remaining hellfire was the "cleaner" summoned by the demons when they evacuated to completely destroy the fortress. It was astonishingly big, and every time it moved it was like howling with green evil fire igniting all over its body. 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 dwarf at the feet of a tauren.

But under Jarod's wide-eyed gaze, Illidan at this time was like a god and demon, wrapped around his body with incredibly thick and violent magic.

Every time he casts a spell, cracks will explode into the core of the terrifying Hellfire Giant.

The construct demon cannot feel pain, but Illidan's attack drains its power quickly, allowing Hellfire to target Illidan.

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

Facing the attack of Hellfire, he did not dodge at all, letting the claws that could tear the city wall fall on him and be blocked by the magic shield of the Moon Guardian.

The evil fire on the high-level demon was spreading, making Illidan feel like he was standing in a burning hell. He used the abnormally strong magic power in his body in a rough way, turning it into rough and sharp attacks. Hammering the demon of destruction in front of him, the moon staff in his hand continued to annihilate and decompose because it could not withstand the pressure of this magic power.

"He is actually a master of arcane magic who hides his identity, right?"

Shadowsong's brother was watching this scene with astonishment in his eyes. In his perception, the majesty of Illidan Stormrage's every move at this time was completely inferior to that of Elya who summoned meteorites and ice storms to block the battlefield in the previous battle. Ms. Blue Moon is weak.

He said in a difficult tone:

"Why did he hide his strength before?"

"stupid."

Regarding Shadow Song's brother's remarks, Black made his own comments disdainfully.

His eyes did not pay attention to the battle between Illidan and Hellfire, but he kept observing the bodies of several Moon Guards lying in a mess on the steps of the shelter behind Illidan leading to the underground.

A strange smile appeared on Blake's face. He reached out and pressed Jarod's shoulder, who wanted to step forward to help, and said softly:

"He can be dealt with. Don't go up and cause trouble. Just stay here. There will be a good show soon."

"boom"

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

With Brother Dan's roar, the magic power of his final blow was like a star-tearing bombardment, piercing the entire torso of the Hellfire Giant. 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 ball of scorched gravel and scattered everywhere.

The evil fire on the ground is still burning, but with the death of the demon, the flames that have lost their energy replenishment are quickly extinguished. The panting Illidan has completed a "great deed" that no Moon Guard recruit can complete, but he has not yet completed it. But there was no joy of victory.

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

He was in pain.

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

Jarod thought it was Brother Egg feeling guilty for not being able to save his compatriots, but soon, as the door to the underground shelter opened, the Moon Guard recruits appeared to help each other out of the safe zone. This changed. Shadowsong's brother's thoughts.

"You bastard!"

A female Moon Guard screamed and rushed to Illidan's side, beating her savior frantically. Other recruits rushed forward to pull the out-of-control companion away.

Their fear of Illidan is no less than their hatred of demons.

"You killed them! You murderer!"

The out-of-control girl seemed to have seen something. She shouted angrily at Illidan when her companions pulled her:

"What you did today will be sent to Lord Ravencrest's desk exactly as it is, and you will be sent to a military court! When you are hanged, everyone will cheer in unison.

You freak! "

Facing the girl who seemed to be a little crazy, Illidan did not answer. He knelt down beside the corpses of his compatriots like a sculpture, muttering something to himself as if he was stupid.

Brother Shadowge couldn't stand it any longer. He strode forward and scolded the new recruits:

"Enough! Why don't I know that the famous Moon Guards are a bunch of ungrateful guys? It was Illidan who saved you! If he hadn't been here to defeat the demons, you would have been killed even if you were hiding in the shelter.

Look at how tired he is. You are just ungrateful. Why are you still slandering your savior like this? "

"Shut up, soldier, you know nothing."

An older Moon Guard glanced at Jarod and said coldly:

"This is an internal matter 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 people could have survived, but Illidan, the warrior in your eyes, stripped them of their last vestiges of dignity. "

"this"

Jarod was confused by this answer. He had no idea what was going on, so he looked at the silent Illidan and asked:

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

Brother Egg just shook his head and signaled Jarod 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 than what these angry Moon Guards said.

Blake looked at the quarrel in front of him with interest.

He did not participate in it. He just walked forward slowly, squatted on the body next to Illidan, stretched out his hand to check, and said like a professional coroner:

"There are no obvious wounds. They did not die from demon attacks. Judging from the death of each of them, they were like empty shells with energy loss. They should have been drained of the magic power in their bodies by external forces while they were weak due to blood loss.

Look at their expressions when they are dying.

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

Illidan, I told you everything last time.

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

The pirate curled his lips, glanced sarcastically at the angry recruits, and then at the injured veteran who spoke to Jarod.

He said in a long voice:

"You Moon Guards are really weird. If such a tactic is considered taboo by you, then you shouldn't have invented it in the first place.

Obviously every Moon Guard can use it, but after Illidan used it, he jumped out and accused him of being a butcher. Forget about those stupid misunderstandings of recruits who don't know the truth, how come you, a veteran, got involved in them?

I guess these warriors must have prayed to you to take over their power and continue fighting before Illidan arrived, but you cowardly hid in the basement and left the honor and responsibility of the battle to Illidan who dared to face the devil directly. After he saved you, he jumped out to accuse you and act like a saint.

Gee, he is such a smart guy. This kind of flexible brain and flexible moral bottom line are simply the devil's favorite kid. "

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

The injured veteran's expression 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 combat taboos."

Blake interrupted the guy's words. He glanced sarcastically at the group of angry accusers and said:

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

I'm in a good mood today.

Get out now 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 to limp away from the ruins of the dead fortress through the devastated ruins.

Jarrod, who was watching all this, had a complex expression on his face.

Although Black didn't say clearly what happened, from his obscure description, Shadowsong's brother guessed the truth. He looked at the body next to Illidan, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Did you really extract their magic?"

"I I have to do that."

The depressed Illidan Stormrage murmured:

"Only in this way can I defeat the devil. The guard captain here asked me to do this. He knows that only in this way can I save the recruits who are unable to protect themselves. I

I know this is taboo.

But this is the only way.

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

The young Brother Dan looked at his hands stained with dust. In his gaze, his hands seemed to be stained with blood. The heavy self-blame and pressure made Illidan very painful.

He closed his eyes and whispered in a complicated tone:

"They were right, I was a monster. I devoured the lives of my own people to gain this meager victory. They should have survived, but I killed them with my own hands."

Jarod also fell silent.

The young brother Shadowsong didn't know how to comfort Illidan. He didn't even know if he should comfort Illidan. The young man didn't know enough. The tragedy in front of him impacted his worldview that was not stable enough and made him change. Become decadent.

Who was wrong?

Or is everyone right?

Seeing the two new recruits falling into extreme depression, Pirate Pirates curled his lips.

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

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

He stared into those amber eyes, which no longer had the sharpness of the past, and were only filled with complex guilt and confusion. The pirate shrugged and said:

"Do you think you did something wrong?"

Illidan shook his head.

"Then what do you want to do with this sissy look? Are you expecting a beautiful angel to appear in front of you and tell you that everything you did was right and express gratitude to you?"

Blake quipped:

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

You can also wipe your tears like a man, continue on your journey, shoulder everything you should carry, and deal with the enemies you should deal with.

If you learn my demonology, you will be a warlock. "

The pirate snorted and said:

"The first thing you have to abandon in this industry is your own conscience. Having that thing will only hinder you from exploring your potential. Meaningless sadness and tears cannot help you defeat the enemy.

You can live just fine without those things. "

"This isn't right."

Jarod, who was listening in, shook his head and said:

"Abandoning our conscience, what's the difference between us and the devil?"

"Well said, I like self-persistent kids like you, and I'm looking forward to seeing you get beaten up by the world because of your conscience.

But that's not the point. "

Black turned his head and showed an approving smile. He patted the dust on Illidan's body, and then said with a meaningful tone:

"Take your guilt and continue on your way. The demigods will not jump out to help you fight. Keep your doubts, Illidan. The questions that bother you will eventually be answered, but not from me.

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

As for these dead, I would call them 'necessary sacrifices'. Their deaths are like a cocoon of pain and despair that creates a true warrior.

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

but I know.

I have seen it all with my own eyes. If you feel ashamed, then remember these people. When you feel confused on the road ahead, look back and look at their sacrifices today.

I believe that those who have goals will never lose their way.

Illidan.

Do you have goals? "