The latter regarded him as an infatuated pursuer, and even the imprisonment for ten thousand years did not make this strong feeling diminish.
Based on this point alone, Tyrande would never be able to feel any disgust or hatred towards Illidan.
After all, just as men will never complain about having too many beautiful women pursuing them, women will never reject a backup man who is handsome, infatuated, and good enough.
So after waking up her husband, the first thing she thought of was to release Illidan and ask him to help her resist the invasion of the Burning Legion.
In contrast, Malfurion's feelings towards his biological brother are very complicated.
On the one hand, after seizing the supreme leadership of the night elf race, he repeatedly used his identity and status to protect Illidan.
Putting aside other things, just the fact that he secretly created a second Well of Eternity would have been 100% certain that anyone else would have been executed in the political environment at the time.
But what about Illidan? He was merely imprisoned.
You have to know that the night elves are immortal, so time is meaningless to them.
As long as you are alive, the future has infinite possibilities.
In addition, this guy's act of pretending to defect to the Burning Legion was not held accountable afterwards.
Their fate is completely different from that of other upper-class elves who collaborated with the devil.
Therefore, things like the privileges of the ruling class will never disappear.
Things like everyone is equal before the law are a complete joke.
There never was, there isn't now, and there won't be in the future.
What's more, the rather primitive parliamentary system of the night elves cannot have strict laws and a state machine to enforce them.
On the other hand, Malfurion was also very concerned about the fact that his younger brother had pursued Tyrande.
It can even be said that this is the most irreconcilable contradiction between the two brothers, bar none.
Compared to this, the unauthorized creation of a second Well of Eternity and the secret study of forbidden arcane and fel magic are simply not worth mentioning.
This can be seen from the fact that Malfurion was furious when he learned of Tyrande's death, but immediately changed his expression when he learned that the latter was still alive.
So whether it was imprisonment or exile, his goal was always only one, which was to keep Illidan away from his wife as much as possible.
Otherwise, God knows if Tyrande has been immersed in the Emerald Dream for a long time, she might get together with him because of loneliness or love.
After all, the social atmosphere of the night elves in terms of gender is quite open.
As for how to deal with Illidan, his "rebellious" brother, Malfurion never thought of killing him. He kept suppressing him from beginning to end, preventing him from becoming the leader of the night elves.
In addition, both Vanir Staghelm and Maiev Shadowsong are participants in the high-level power game.
Among them, Maiev Shadowsong almost replaced Tyrande as the leader of night elf women during the War of the Ancients, while Faldar Staghelm had been publicly criticizing and opposing Tyrande's desire to replace her.
Contrary to the peaceful and calm impression many people have, the night elves as a race have never been easy to deal with.
The internal power struggle has never stopped for a moment.
The only difference is that one of the couple controls the most powerful spellcaster group in the tribe - the druids, while the other controls the priests and sentinel troops.
It is clear that outsiders are powerless to challenge this nearly invincible political combination.
In addition, the invasion of the Burning Legion reminded all the night elves of the terrible catastrophe ten thousand years ago. Naturally, they inevitably united under these two leaders in an unprecedented way to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.
Anyone who dares to cause trouble at this time will probably be immediately labeled as a devil or spy.
So right now, Mount Hyjal seems to be a scene of unity, and no one dares to jump out and sing a different tune at this time.
As ancient trees thousands of years old were placed on the road leading to Mount Hyjal, military fortresses and castles sprang up one after another.
Especially those giants whose bodies are made of hard stone, each of them is comparable to the powerful Doomguard and is one of the most powerful and reliable allies of the night elves.
In addition, those chimeras that can spit out magical attacks and corrosive acids can also play a role in reducing the number of demon armies at critical moments.
With the experience of the War of the Ancients, Malfurion and Tyrande both knew how to deal with the attack of the Burning Legion.
Therefore, under their arrangement, even if Archimonde led the team himself, it would probably take some effort to reach the World Tree.
However, what the two did not know was that while they were busy setting up defenses, Illidan had already found the source of the pollution - the Skull of Gul'dan - deep in the Felwood Forest.
This is an extremely ugly and eerie looking orc skull, which continuously releases green evil light from its eye sockets.
A group of Satyrs who have defected to the Burning Legion are guarding the skulls placed on the altar.
Illidan, who was always ruthless and taciturn, didn't say a word. He just rushed forward, swung his sword, and tore the bodies of these fragile demon creatures apart, burning them to death with fel flames.
For the most powerful demon hunters, numbers no longer mean anything.
Once he starts sacrificing his own magic power, the terrifying high-temperature flames will envelop his entire body, and anyone who gets a little closer will feel the pain of their soul being burned.
So Illidan killed all the guards around the altar without any effort, even the two powerful Doomguards were no exception.
But just as he was about to reach out and touch the skull that exuded amazing power, he suddenly felt a powerful energy appear out of nowhere.
When he turned around, he saw that it was a human who looked very similar to Arthas.
Only this time it was not a dead person but a living person.
"Who are you?"
The demon hunter stopped his night elf warrior from attacking rashly. I Because under his special vision, he could clearly see the shadow and death power contained in the opponent's body, as well as some twisted life force that he had never seen before, as well as the completely opposite energy attributes such as arcane, holy light, and fel energy.
This is obviously unusual.
If an average person stored so much conflicting energy in the body, they would probably have exploded from the inside out long ago.
However, this sudden guy in front of him not only did not explode, but instead allowed the energy of different attributes to form a perfect cycle in his body, constantly transforming and circulating to the adjacent attributes.
"Hello, Illidan Stormrage. Although this is the first time we meet, I have heard of you a lot."
Zuo Si greeted with a smile.
Although according to the original plan, I didn't intend to show up at this time.
But after observing the Skull of Gul'dan he suddenly changed his mind.
Because after reading the Book of Medivh, Zuo Si realized that the Skull of Gul'dan was not only a part of the power, knowledge and memories left behind by a powerful warlock, but also attached to his own soul, or at least a very important part of his soul.
Combined with the spells recorded in the Book of Medivh, this skull can even tear a crack in the Titan's indestructible magical protection.
The opening and closing of the Dark Portal is the best proof of this.
And Ner'zhul also used this feature to find a new world suitable for the orcs who remained in Draenor at the end of World War II.
This means that the Skull of Gul'dan could be very useful to Zuo Si.
"Do you know me?"
The demon hunter was obviously surprised.
Because the last time he appeared in the public eye was ten thousand years ago when the Ancient War had just ended.
Later, during the period of captivity, even the internal records of the night elves downplayed his name, so that many new generations had never heard of the name Illidan Stormrage, let alone knew that Malfurion had a younger brother.
Normally, it is absolutely impossible for a new short-lived race like humans who can only live for a hundred years to know their own names.
Zuo Si undoubtedly noticed the other party's doubts, but he had no intention of explaining. Instead, he cast his gaze directly at the Skull of Gul'dan, feeling the energy emanating from it. In an instant, he confirmed that this thing must be closely related to the Dark Portal and the Burning Legion's inter-universe portal.
In other words, the fel magic obtained by Gul'dan may be the most comprehensive and complex of all warlocks, and it is likely to come directly from Kil'jaeden and Sargeras themselves.
After all, the Legion was counting on him to break the Titan's defenses and open the portal connecting Draenor and Azeroth.
This also explains why Gul'dan knew about the Tomb of Sargeras and wanted to seize the remains of the dark titan inside to free himself from his mortal identity and become as powerful as the other.
From the very beginning, this orc who was teased by fate never had any real intention of swearing allegiance to the Burning Legion.
He simply wanted to gain power and escape from the days of being humiliated, bullied and abused by other orcs.
Whether it is Archimonde or Kil'jaeden, in Gul'dan's eyes they are objects that can be surpassed.
But unfortunately, he was too eager, and was played around by Sargeras who occupied Medivh's body. Even his skull and soul after death became a prop.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si reached out his hand and gently picked up the slightly hot skull. He pursed his lips and said meaningfully, "I think the reason you came to find this orc skull is that you want to obtain the power, knowledge and memory inside, right?"
"That's right! I can feel that the power contained in this skull can greatly enhance the demonic power in my body. If you don't want to be my enemy, then give it to me now."
Illidan made no secret of his desire for the Skull of Gul'dan.
"Hehe, sorry, the Skull of Gul'dan is also very important to me, so I can't give it to you for the time being. But I can exchange it with you for some other things, what do you think?"
Zuo Si suddenly cast a magic spell that could harm the soul at the ugly orc skull in his hand.
moment!
A piercing scream was released from the skull.
In a flash, a dozen of the nearest night elf female warriors fell to the ground in pain, with dark red blood flowing from their mouths, noses and eyes.
If it weren't for their immortal bodies protecting their souls, they would all be dead by now.
Obviously, before Illidan sucked away all its energy, this thing was definitely qualified to be called a divine artifact.
Anyone holding it can cast any warlock spell at will, easily enslave powerful Burning Legion demons like the Doomguard, and even release fel energy to directly pollute a large area of virgin forest.
As for the Skull of Gul'dan that players get in the game, it should have been drained of energy and only had a tiny bit of residual power left.
The gap between the two is simply incomparable.
The most important thing is that through the Skull of Gul'dan, Zuo Si can vaguely feel the thousands of portals built by the Burning Legion in the vast physical universe, and can also utilize the energy of these portals to a certain extent.
The reason why Ner'zhul tore Draenor into the Outland of today was because he took advantage of the close connection between Gul'dan and the Burning Legion's portal.
Illidan also took advantage of this when he blew up the dreadlord's home planet, Nathreza.
In fact, this is not the power of the two spellcasters themselves, but they use the energy injected by the Burning Legion to maintain the huge portal system.
With this amazing energy, it is easy to tear a planet apart.
The principle is probably similar to the two explosions of the huge arcane energy in the Well of Eternity.
In the face of such power, the Blue Dragon King's artifact, the Focusing Rainbow, is nothing more than a weakling.
"Exchange? What can you offer me?"
Illidan stared at the Skull of Gul'dan and asked bluntly.
He has never been picky about things like strength.
After all, this is a person who can jump from a druid to a mage, and then from a mage to a demon hunter, and finally gain the power of a warlock with the help of the Skull of Gul'dan.
And when he became a mage, he also did not neglect to train his close combat skills.
As a mage, Illidan was even able to defeat powerful demons in close combat during the War of the Ancients.
Even many elite warriors could not last more than a few rounds in front of him.
"What do you think of this?"
While speaking, Zuo Si directly cast a Dalaran summoning magic.
moment!
An extremely huge corpse of the Abyss Lord appeared out of nowhere in front of the altar. It was Mannoroth who was sucked dry by Grom Hellscream not long ago.
Just when this guy's soul wanted to escape back to the twisting void to wait for rebirth, he was captured by Zuo Si who was hiding in the dark, and the source of his evil energy was sealed in his dried body.
So purely in terms of power and value, it is obviously much higher than the Skull of Gul'dan.
If Illidan could absorb and seal Mannoroth's power, he would definitely be more powerful than himself in the original timeline, and would also be able to obtain a lot of information about the Burning Legion.
"This is... Mannoroth? You actually killed him!"
As a veteran of the War of the Ancients, Illidan recognized this terrifying pit lord at a glance.
"No, I didn't kill it. A group of orcs killed it. All I did was prevent its soul from escaping back to the Twisting Nether. How about exchanging it for the Skull of Gul'dan? You should be able to accept it, right?"
Zuo Si's tone was full of sincerity.
After all, the demon hunter in front of him was one of the few people in the world that he truly admired.
Whether it is self-sacrifice to fight the enemy with evil and dark means to save his hometown, or the determination to follow his own path without caring about the outside world's evaluation, it makes people admire from the bottom of their hearts.
The most important thing is that during this time of falling into darkness, Illidan never truly forgot his original intention until he achieved his goal and imprisoned the dark titan Sargeras.
Illidan stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Okay, I accept your offer.
But I'm a little curious, why are you so interested in the Skull of Gul'dan?
From the perspective of energy and power alone, Mannoroth is obviously more valuable.
Moreover, as Archimonde's top general, he must know many secrets about the legion."
“The specific reasons are very complicated and it is not convenient for me to explain.
All you need to know is that I bear no ill will toward you or the night elves.
Quite the opposite.
I am an enemy of the Burning Legion, and I will lead the army and join you in resisting Archimonde's attack.
Well, now that the deal has been made, I won't disturb you from absorbing the power of the Abyss Lord.
You should know that Tyrande and Malfurion may come to visit you at any time.
I'm not sure how they'd react to seeing you draw on Mannoroth's power."
After saying that, Zuo Si left a meaningful smile and quickly left with the Skull of Gul'dan.
Hearing the name of his brother and the person he loved, Illidan's heart was obviously shaken, and his expression was full of hesitation and struggle.
Being one of the most powerful wizards in the world, he certainly couldn't be an idiot. He certainly knew the hostility, even hatred, of the night elf society towards the Burning Legion and demons.
Once a being draws upon the power of Mannoroth, his body will inevitably develop demonic features, such as horns, wings, claws, and hooves, like those of a fallen satyr.
At that time, Malfurion would definitely accuse him immediately, or even imprison him again.
Tyrande would never fall in love with a monster with a demonic appearance.
But at the same time, Illidan knew better than any other night elf how powerful the dark titan Sargeras and his Burning Legion were.
It is simply a pipe dream for the native residents of Azeroth to defeat the enemy with their current strength.
You have to know that even in the largest invasion of the Ancients, the other side only sent a tiny army, which may be less than one ten-thousandth, one hundred-thousandth, or one millionth of the total number of the Burning Legion.
So he has always believed that if he wants to defeat the Burning Legion, he must first join them, understand them, and then find their most fatal weakness.
After a brief ideological struggle, Illidan was no longer confused. He directly sent away the night elf troops that Tyrande had handed over to him. He began to absorb the power of the Lord of the Abyss alone, and extracted the soul of Mannoroth and sealed it in his body.
After the magic ritual was completed, he had transformed from a tall and strong night elf man into a burning demon over five meters tall with a pair of huge bat wings behind him.
There is no doubt that at this moment Illidan has finally transformed into a complete demon hunter.
In particular, the vast amount of knowledge and information obtained from the other party's soul allowed this Avenger who was determined to destroy the Burning Legion to obtain the information he wanted, and at the same time he also made the next plan in his mind.
But before that, he had one most important thing to do, which was to eliminate Tichondrius, the source of the corruption of Felwood.
With the help of the huge wings behind him, Illidan took off into the air and circled over the severely corrupted Felwood Forest.
Once the trace of the demon is discovered, it will immediately lower its altitude and begin hunting recklessly.
Although there was only one person, he was able to scare the demons away.
For demon hunters, every kill is equivalent to taking precious power from the demon.
As long as they kill enough, any demon hunter can gain strength, physical fitness, and magical talents comparable to those of their opponents.
It didn't take long to clear out most of the demons in the entire Felwood Forest, and finally headed straight for the largest portal in the area.
Tichondrius was ordered to assemble troops here, intending to cooperate with Archimonde to advance towards Mount Hyjal from two directions.
But he never expected that before he could complete the corruption of Felwood and make it impossible for the night elves to recruit allies here, a Grim Reaper suddenly descended from the sky, wielding his sword and killing all the elite Doom Guard squad that he had just summoned in a few seconds.
即便是恐惧魔王自己都不一定能打得过这些身高超过八米、手持燃烧着邪能之火巨剑的庞然大物。
可伊利丹不仅把他们全杀了，而且还不断释放法术将远处源源不断赶过来的恶魔或是杀死、或是放逐，整套动作行云流水完全不给对方一丁点喘息之机。
“拦住他！快拦住他！”
提克迪奥斯明显紧张极了，一边向手下呼救，一边召唤两个地狱火砸向伊利丹所在的位置。
由于后者现如今完全就是一副恶魔的模样，因此他并没有认出这位一万年前打响了名号的恶魔猎手，反而觉得是军团中的某个仇敌想要自己的命。
要知道燃烧军团虽然拥有一整套严密的指挥体系和上下级制度，可本质上仍旧是倾向于混乱，崇尚谁的拳头更大谁就有资格爬上更高的位置。
这也是为何伊利丹在前往德拉诺推翻玛瑟里顿的统治自称外域之王，可基尔加丹非但没有将其干掉，反而承认了这一既定事实，并承诺只要他能完成摧毁巫妖王和天灾军团的任务就把之前背叛的账一笔勾销。
“恐惧魔王！今天就是你的死期！谁也救不了你！”
伊利丹咧开嘴露出了狰狞的笑容。
“是谁派你来的？难道他就不怕触怒阿克蒙德大人吗？”
提克迪奥斯声色俱厉的质问，妄图用污染者的名号震慑住眼前的刺客。
可早已起了杀心的伊利丹怎么可能会畏惧阿克蒙德。
毕竟他可是连黑暗泰坦萨格拉斯都敢欺骗的人，所以连一句废话都没有，抡起两柄战刃便发起了狂风骤雨般的攻击。
至于提克迪奥斯，除了勉强招架之外根本没有半点还手之力，唯有节节败退。
眨眼功夫那对巨大的翅膀便已经被撕得千疮百孔。
事实上恐惧魔王这个种族从来都不擅长正面战斗。
通常在执行任务的时候他们都更喜欢使用渗透、引诱和腐化等手段来达成目的。
眼见自己身上的伤越来越重，可对手却依旧游刃有余，甚至还能倒出手来施展各种各样的法术，把那些赶过来想要帮忙的恶魔与亡灵生物摧毁，提克迪奥斯终于意识到自己今天是再劫难逃，立刻也发了狠想要同归于尽。
可遗憾的是伊利丹察觉到了这一点，迅速施展法力燃烧快速抽干了恐惧魔王体内的魔力，使其连释放法术都做不到。
然后又以凌厉的攻势砍下后者的双手和双脚，最后才一击毙命的砍下了脑袋。
当暗影与死亡的能量猛然间，从提克迪奥斯的体内喷涌而出形成可怕的爆炸。
轰！！！！！ 好巧不巧的是，他死亡的位置刚好靠近传送门。
结果能量爆炸引发了传送门的连锁反应，最终把方圆上千米范围内的一切全部吞噬殆尽。
从传送门涌出的邪能撕裂了大地，绿色的火焰如同海啸般从裂缝中喷涌而出。
与其一起出现的还有趁着空间极度不稳定从元素位面跑出来的火元素生物。
可仅仅几秒钟的功夫，它们就在邪能的侵染下变成了绿色。
毫无疑问，跟上古之神能腐化元素生物成为自己的爪牙一样，燃烧军团的邪能也同样可以把元素生物变成受到自己控制的炮灰。
而且在传送门撕裂的短短几分钟时间里，数以百计的地狱火从另外一侧涌出，彻底把周围变成一片黑色的焦土。
毫无疑问，它们的出现意味着整个费伍德森林都完蛋了。
即便是伊利丹本人也没办法同时拦截那么多横冲直撞的地狱火。
更不用提还有大量被召唤来的其他种类恶魔与暗夜精灵转化而成的萨特。
正当他想要使用自己的恶魔之力稍微减轻一下侵蚀这片土地的邪能时，玛法里奥与泰兰德终于带着军队追了过来。
当看到伊利丹现如今这幅狰狞恐怖的样子后，这对夫妇瞬间目瞪口呆，似乎有点不敢相信自己眼睛看到的事实。
玛法里奥更是直截了当的大声呵斥道：“肮脏的恶魔！你对我的兄弟做了些什么？”
“是我，哥哥，这就是我所变化而成的样子，并不是什么恶魔。”
伊利丹用略带沉重的语气表明了身份。
因为他已经注意到旁边泰兰德的脸色已经变得非常震惊且难看。
“不！伊利丹！你怎么可以……”
还没等这位首席女祭司把话说完，伊利丹就迅速回复道：“污染这片土地的源头已经被我杀死了。
森林会随着时间的推移而缓慢恢复，就如同一万年前饱受蹂躏的大地一样。
我履行了自己的承诺，帮助我们的种族铲除了一个危险的敌人。
你们不该用这种态度对我，我做的并没有错。”
“那代价是什么呢？
你的灵魂吗？ 不！ 这不是我想要的结果！ 你不是我的兄弟！ 我命令你离开这个地方，再也不许踏入我们的领地。”
玛法里奥的语气既愤怒又伤心。
作为自然的守护者——德鲁伊，他完全无法接接受弟弟已经从本质上变成恶魔这一事实。
要知道以前虽然伊利丹也在使用恶魔的力量，但好歹还是暗夜精灵的模样。
可现在呢？
灵魂完全与恶魔一样绑定在扭曲虚空。
这也就意味着伊利丹死亡之后会重返扭曲虚空复活，而不是像其他正常人一样去该去的地方。
或许几十年、几百年，他还能坚守本心继续与燃烧军团为敌。
可要是几千年、上万年呢？ 会不会跟那些恶魔变得没什么两样？ 要知道就连曾经高贵无比的萨格拉斯都倒在了那可怕的黑暗力量面前，伊利丹又能坚持多久？
起码在玛法里奥眼中，弟弟的彻底堕落已经是板上钉钉的事情。
伊利丹显然早就预料到了哥哥的激烈反应，用十分平静的语气说道：“那就这样吧，我的兄弟。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，他头也不回的朝正在燃烧的森林深处走去。
不用问也知道，刚才两人的对话彻底伤透了这位恶魔猎手的心。
就这样，带着不被理解的苦闷，伊利丹终于脱离暗夜精灵种族踏上了属于自己的传奇之旅。
当他走出一段距离思考如何实行下一步的计划时，一群红色的身影突然从四面八方走了出来将其团团包围。
为首的不是别人，正是在这里恭候多时的格罗姆·地狱咆哮。
只见他独自一人走上前，拎着心爱的战斧——血吼用略带兴奋与期待的语气问：“介意跟我一对一的切磋一下吗？如果你赢了，我和我的战歌氏族就追随你到天涯海角。”
“乐意至极！我也正好需要一批手下。”
伊利丹连想都没想便答应下来。
经过与提克迪奥斯碾压般的战斗，他明显察觉到了自身实力的大幅度提升，有信心击败面前的兽人战士，并将其变成听命与自己的手下。
“哈哈哈哈！我喜欢的直接和爽快！来吧，让我们现在就动手。”
伴随着好战与嗜血的狂笑，格罗姆抡起血吼便冲上去发动了猛烈攻势。
……
另外一边，借助敌人之手成功干掉提克迪奥斯之后，阿尔萨斯与克尔苏加德私下里碰了个头。
“那个恐惧魔王的头领已经消失了，我们什时候开始处理剩下的？”
阿尔萨斯显然是个急性子，一开口就暴露了他想要干掉所有恐惧魔王的打算。
克尔苏加德赶忙劝阻道：“冷静点，千万别急，年轻的死亡骑士。
眼下的军团还没有失败，以我们和巫妖王的力量根本无法正面与阿克蒙德抗衡。
所以接下来必须老老实实服从命令，率领天灾大军向海加尔山发起一次与一次的猛烈进攻，千万不要被抓住任何把柄。
唯有耐心的等待才能迎来胜利的曙光。
看着吧，那些暗夜精灵没那么容易对付。
毕竟一万年前，就是他们第一次击败了燃烧军团的入侵。”
“等待？你的意思是这些高等精灵的远亲能击败乃至杀死阿克蒙德？”
阿尔萨斯惊讶的挑起眉毛。
要知道他可是亲眼目睹了污染者如何通过一个近乎儿戏的魔法，摧毁了自己费半天劲才好不容易打进去的达拉然。
那种恐怖的魔法力量，根本不是凡人能够拥有的。
“没错！ 巫妖王已经预言到军团的惨败。
所以我们现在已经无需再做任何多余的事情，安静的等待结果就好。
And without Tichondrius, the remaining dreadlords will be scheming and plotting against each other for leadership for a while.
As soon as word of the Burning Legion's defeat gets back, they will immediately go from being overseers to prisoners."
Kel'Thuzad gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
Arthas was obviously very satisfied with this answer and continued to ask, "What about the situation in the eastern continent? Haven't those idiots made any progress at all?"
"progress?"
Kel'Thuzad shook his head helplessly and explained: "With the emergency mobilization of the Alliance and the deployment of a large number of more advanced muskets and artillery, any attack has become pale and powerless.
The continuous wars have caused the Scourge to lose millions of skeletons, zombies and ghouls.
I think it is almost impossible to break through those lines of defense. The only thing we can do is to take a detour.
Either freeze the lake or cross the Alterac Mountains."
"Since you can think of it, there is no reason why Archimonde and other demons cannot think of it. But the question is why don't they take action?" Arthas asked with a frown.
“Because I don’t dare.
The alliance's large airships float in the sky 24 hours a day, monitoring every move within a radius of several kilometers.
Once they discovered that the enemy was trying to cross the lake or the complex terrain of the mountains, they would launch a fierce artillery attack.
By then, let alone taking a detour, we will be lucky if we are not completely wiped out."
As Kel'Thuzad said this, the image of Naxxramas, a large fortress floating in the air and under construction in the Icecrown Glacier of Northrend in the far north, appeared in his mind.
Maybe once this thing is built, we won’t have to worry about the threat to the Alliance’s air supremacy.
"Hmph! Those arrogant demons don't understand the advantages of the undead at all, and they don't know how to make the most of the resources at hand to create results. When I go back later, I will definitely let them see what the real undead scourge looks like."
It is not difficult to hear from Arthas' tone that he simply looks down on the ability of the dreadlords to lead troops in battle.
After a brief conversation, the two quickly led the undead army to Mount Hyjal to meet up with Archimonde and launch the final offensive.
At the same time, on the main battlefield in the north of the eastern continent, the roar of artillery and the crisp sound of frying beans when gun bullets were fired continued.
A large number of low-level undead creatures used as cannon fodder could not even get close to the fence of the front line before being torn to pieces by the dense firepower network.
After a period of baptism of war, the originally immature recruits have transformed into experienced veterans.
They can even determine the trajectory and landing point of the artillery shells simply by visual inspection, ensuring that the most threatening Stitched Abominations are killed as soon as possible to prevent them from getting close to fortifications and killing vulnerable infantry.
The gargoyles in the sky were also targeted by anti-aircraft machine guns, and often fell to the ground and shattered before they could even turn into hard stone statues.
Yes, you read that right. Azeroth not only has tanks, cannons and planes, but also machine guns, which are powerful weapons.
Not to mention machine guns, even lasers and high-energy particle weapons that have not yet been used in actual combat on Earth are also available.
It’s just that it can’t be popularized due to its high cost.
However, there are still quite a lot of mass-produced machine guns that only require good mechanical structure and materials to be manufactured.
At least four to six guns will be deployed on almost every small position to suppress the tidal attacks of low-level undead.
I have to say that humans are really very adaptable creatures.
Although many soldiers would have been too frightened to move by the horrific scene not long ago, now they are able to tell dirty jokes while betting on who can kill the most enemies this time.
As for emotions such as tension, fear and panic, we cannot say that they do not exist at all, but they are definitely very rare.
The only problem is that warfare with hot weapons requires extremely high logistical and financial resources.
Fortunately, the dreadlords who commanded the undead army had no idea of the Alliance's ammunition reserves, so they were scared away by the fierce firepower every time and dared not go all in at once.
Otherwise, the situation of insufficient ammunition supply will occur in minutes.
Of course, the dreadlords may feel that there is no need for them to fight to the death. Once Archimonde controls the Well of Eternity, there will naturally be endless demon armies heading into this world to destroy all forces that dare to resist.
But these have nothing to do with Zuo Si.
Even though he was currently standing in a wooden house in a camp, fiddling with the Skull of Gul'dan with great interest, comparing it with the description in the Book of Medivh from time to time.
Obviously, with this thing, there is no need to wait for the Well of Eternity to explode before locking the spatial coordinates of Azeroth.
Instead, at the moment when the World Tree is ignited and energy leaks out, the power of sparks can be instantly released upon this world, directly absorbing all the runaway energy to ensure that the Well of Eternity will not be severely damaged.
As for the Sunwell of the High Elves, Zuo Si planned to have all the liches in Faerun come here to take a bath and upgrade.
Through that powerful energy, these guys are reborn and transformed into unique great liches.
(End of this chapter)