Foreign players were particularly excited in the global channels.

"Damn it! I swear by the god of kimchi, I demand that Caesar immediately stop this irresponsible invasion! The outer realms belong to all mankind!"

"Ward! Players from the Dragon Kingdom, please abide by the game rules!"

"Caesar must immediately announce the method for entering the Outer Realms! Otherwise, he will be besieged by players worldwide!"

"Have you international friends always said that our Dragon Kingdom region is trash? Then experience the fear of being dominated by Caesar."

"Hehe! This is nothing! Please be patient and watch the epic horror movie, the operation of God of War..."

Zhou Yi arrived at the Dark Temple without stopping.

Illidan's stronghold.

This younger brother of Malfurion, and the brother-in-law of Tyrande, the goddess of G, has been imprisoned in Outland for tens of thousands of years.

They overcame all obstacles along the way.

We arrived at the top of the temple.

A hoarse voice echoed through the space.

"I have been imprisoned for ten thousand years and banished from my homeland. Now you dare to trespass into my territory? You are courting death!"

A shadow loomed over.

Zhou Yi looked up.

In mid-air, a gigantic figure with demonic wings was slowly descending.

Illidan Stormrage!

It has two horns on its head, its eyes glow with an eerie green light, its upper body is naked, and strange runes gleam on its muscular body.

The two gleaming green blades in his hands were particularly eye-catching.

This is one of the most famous transmogrification items from the previous life, the Warglaives of Azzinoth.

Those who specialize in one-handed swords consider it their lifelong pursuit.

Illidan is affectionately known as "Egg King" by players.

“You…” Illidan suddenly seemed puzzled.

He sensed a familiar aura emanating from Zhou Yi.

However, Zhou Yi was afraid of his gossiping, so he suddenly unleashed a massive outburst.

A dense barrage of skills overwhelmed Illidan.

Before it even entered the second phase, this big boss was down to just one drop of health.

Illidan: ...

At that moment, all he wanted to do was curse.

Where did this lunatic come from? He hasn't even finished his lines yet!

The key point is that I wanted to catch up with him, but I ended up completely catching him off guard.

"you……"

boom!

Zhou Yi blasted Illidan away with another shot.

He's still alive.

Zhou Yi was somewhat speechless.

The plot is dragging on way too much.

Illidan knelt on one knee, looking at Zhou Yi and panting, "Who are you? Why do you have your sister-in-law's aura?"

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue.

It seems this lovesick man still can't forget his sister-in-law.

“I am the apprentice of High Priestess Tyrande.”

Illidan looked somewhat agitated. "Is my sister-in-law alright?"

Imprisoned for ten thousand years, he used killing to erase the resentment in his heart. However, there was one thing he could never erase: his gentle and beautiful sister-in-law.

Zhou Yi's eyes darted around, "Not very good!"

"Hmm?" Illidan seemed to have a sudden burst of energy before death, a murderous glint appearing on his face. "Tell me quickly! What happened to my sister-in-law? Who bullied her?"

"Who else would dare to bully her? Of course, it's your brother Malfurion."

"Mafia?!"

“That’s right! Ever since they got married, Malfurion has entered the Emerald Dream, leaving Tyrande alone in the Temple of the Moon for tens of thousands of years. Tens of thousands of years! Do you know how long that is for a woman?” Zhou Yi’s face showed a compassionate expression.

"Damn it! I knew he wasn't a good person! I shouldn't have let them get married in the first place! My Tyrande!" Illidan was spitting fire, wishing he could tear his own brother to pieces.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. "Heh! So what if you know now? You're about to die, what can you do?"

The green light in Illidan's eyes dimmed immediately.

Yes! He's about to die, what else can he do?

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked up at the Book of Changes.

"You! You have to do me a favor!"

"What kind of help?"

"Help me kill Malfurion!"

"Huh? That's your own brother!" Zhou Yi feigned shock.

Illidan gritted his teeth and said, "So what if he's my brother? He imprisoned me for tens of thousands of years. I wish I could drink his blood and eat his flesh!"

Zhou Yi shrugged. "But I'm just a first-order mortal. Malfurion is protected by his Star Soul. I can't kill him!"

"No! You can! If you promise me, I can make it happen!"

"Okay, I promise you!"

Illidan stroked the two battle blades in his hands.

"This is my weapon, the Warblade of Azzinoth!"

"Its creator, Azzinoth, was the most powerful Eredar. He received the power of the Titan Sargeras but did not fall. Later, he wielded the longsword Wrath of Argus and slew tens of thousands of demons, becoming the world's first demon hunter."

Illidan's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

"Later he met me, taught me all kinds of magic, and forged the Warblades of Azzinoth using fragments of the Eredar ship and the Wrath of Argus."

"The effort he expended in forging and the allure of the Well of Eternity made it increasingly difficult for him to resist his desire for corrupted power. He killed the guardians of the Well of Eternity, stole the powerful energy of the well water, and became the most powerful being on the continent of Azeroth."

"But when he regained his senses, he knew that the continent would be destroyed by his own corruption. He poured all his strength and the power of the well water into the Warblade of Azzinoth and ended his own life."

At this point, Illidan swung his battle blade.

The blade spun violently several times before embedding itself in the ground in front of Zhou Yi.

"Accept it, and you will become the third Demon Hunter in the world! After I die, you will be the only Demon Hunter."

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