The sudden appearance of Deathwing and the huge entrance that opened out of thin air in the Tomb of Sargeras undoubtedly made Illidan, who had traveled thousands of miles in search of the body of the Dark Titan, smell the scent of conspiracy.
Because he knew that the Burning Legion had always regarded the Old Gods as its greatest enemy.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Deathwing to help open the entrance to the depths of the tomb for no reason.
What's more, during the War of the Ancients, the Black Dragonflight suddenly backstabbed other dragons, which directly resulted in heavy casualties among the guardian dragons of Azeroth, and they have not been able to recover even after so many years.
But the problem is that Illidan has no time to calm down and seriously consider the possible connections behind this. He can only bite the bullet and lead some Nagas to dive in along the backflow of sea water.
Because he could already see a familiar figure standing on a mountain that had just risen from the ground not far away, staring at him with a pair of angry eyes.
Maiev Shadowsong!
The supreme leader of the Watchers, he is also the prison guard who hunts down criminals and traitors and puts them all in the dungeon.
Having dealt with each other for a full ten thousand years, no one knows better than Illidan the persistence of this crazy woman and the unsuppressible hatred in her heart.
When they crossed Ashenvale on the Kalimdor continent, the enemy followed them all the way, not caring about the orders given by Malfurion and Tyrande at all.
Never forgive!
Never compromise!
No matter the cost!
Don't consider the consequences!
Do whatever it takes to achieve the goal!
The most important thing is that Maiev Shadowsong is extremely powerful, and after a long battle with demons, she has developed many restraining abilities.
Being targeted by her is undoubtedly a very troublesome thing.
"Illidan Stormrage! I finally caught up with you! Just surrender! You can't escape!"
Maiev Shadowsong tightly grasped the moon blade in her hand, her eyes gleaming with naked, undisguised malice.
From the moment Illidan committed a heinous crime but was not sentenced to death, she began to resent Malfurion, the leader of the entire race.
He also vowed to keep Illidan in his cage until the end of his life and witness his death with his own eyes.
But who would have known that she had only gone out on a mission, and when she came back she found that the watcher sisters guarding the dungeon had been brutally murdered, and Illidan had been released.
The one who committed all these crimes was Tyrande, whose political status was second only to Malfurion.
First, a light sentence for a serious crime, followed by favoritism, abuse of power and the slaughter of the Watcher sisters, all of which made Maiev Shadowsong no longer have any hope for the two most powerful couples in the night elves.
She wanted to use her own strength and means to capture Illidan and put him back into the dark dungeon.
"What an annoying and difficult woman, isn't she?"
Illidan was so confused that he asked the chieftain of the Warsong clan behind him without even turning his head: "Can you and your people stop her for me?"
"Of course! My bloody roar will make her realize what a huge mistake she has made."
Grom Hellscream grinned in a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.
If there was one thing that satisfied him the most about following Illidan, it was undoubtedly that he would not be subject to any restrictions.
Whether they encounter night elves, bear monsters or other races, the blood orcs of the Warsong clan can kill and drink blood without restraint.
This is obviously much more comfortable than being restricted under Thrall.
You have to know that violence is a necessity engraved in the genes of orcs.
They could not suppress their inner desire for blood and violence for long.
Often the more you suppress it, the more violent the rebound will be.
Therefore, orcs cannot live a peaceful life in the traditional sense.
Even if there were no external enemies, fights would often break out between clans and tribes, and even a few quarrels within a clan would lead to duels and deaths.
"Very good! I'll leave this place to you. Remember, you must not let Maiev Shadowsong into the interior of the Tomb of Sargeras."
After saying that, Illidan jumped directly into the entrance of the tomb that was flooded with sea water, followed by a large number of Nagaze.
Since they all have the ability to breathe underwater, they don't need to worry about breathing like ordinary land creatures that breathe with lungs.
Especially Illidan, who is now a complete demon and will be fine even if he is exposed to the airless and ultra-low temperature universe.
So the group quickly disappeared into the dark water.
Seeing this, Maiev Shadowsong, who was on the cliff, immediately led the Watcher troops to rush down from the height.
In just a few minutes, she led the charge into the midst of the Warsong Clan orcs.
The sharp moon blade in the hands of this powerful night elf female warrior was like the scythe of the god of death, easily cutting through the necks of those battle-hardened blood orc warriors.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! In an instant, the ugly head on the latter's neck flew into the air under the huge pressure of the carotid artery, accompanied by a dazzling column of bright red blood, playing a melody of killing and death.
The night elves' lavender skin, as well as their slender bodies and muscles formed through long-term training, far from making them look extremely ferocious and barbaric, but instead present an elegant aesthetic of violence.
You have to know that although blood orcs are very similar to vampires to a great extent, they are still living beings, not undead.
Therefore, once the head is cut off, there is no way to revive by one's own strength.
Moreover, the Watchers are the elite of the night elf race, established during the War of the Ancients ten thousand years ago, and the missions they perform are far more dangerous than those of the Sentinels.
When they followed their leader into the enemy's midst, the Warsong Clan immediately fell into a disadvantage.
A large number of blood orcs who had no time to react were beheaded on the spot.
A large part of this is due to the inherent discrimination against women in the orcs' mindsets.
In a society dominated by men, the role of female orcs is generally to vent their desires and reproduce offspring. They can only stay in the rear to take care of livestock, make food, and process leather.
This is also the reason why there were basically no female figures in the orc army that invaded Azeroth after the Dark Portal was opened.
Except for a very small number of gifted individuals, most female orcs are not qualified to become "noble" warriors.
To be precise, they are merely vassals of powerful men.
So even though the Warsong Clan had fought against the all-female Sentinels of the night elves in Ashenvale Forest, they subconsciously still did not think that a group of delicate "women" could pose any threat to their powerful selves.
As a result, he paid a heavy price for underestimating the enemy at the first sight.
The moon blade used by the huntress is completely different from piercing swords and spears. It was designed from the beginning to be able to disable or kill with one blow.
Once the huge curved blade hits, either the neck or the arm will be chopped off immediately.
This means that the recovery ability that the blood orcs are most proud of will be severely damaged without any room to play.
Seeing that the warriors of his clan performed so badly, Grom Hellscream was immediately furious. He pushed the orc warrior who was retreating and bumping into him to the side, swung Bloodroar and went to meet Maiev Shadowsong.
Ding! Sparks flew everywhere when the ax and the moon blade collided.
With his absolute advantage in size and strength, this violent orc warrior easily defeated his opponent.
Maiev Shadowsong took several steps back before she could barely steady herself. The mouth exposed under the half-closed helmet instantly tightened, revealing the unrest in its owner's heart.
After about a second or two, she quickly realized who the tall orc with red skin in front of her was, and immediately asked, "Are you Grom Hellscream? Chieftain of the Warsong Clan, the murderer of the jungle demigod Cenarius?"
"Hahahaha! That's right! Come on, woman, let's let go and fight to our heart's content. I can feel that you are capable of more than just this."
Grom grinned and let out an excited and bloodthirsty roar.
As a traditional typical orc warrior, he is eager to fight in his bones and is eager to kill powerful enemies to prove the value of his existence.
Either you kill all your opponents in constant battles and become an undefeated hero and legend! Or you will be killed by your opponents and become a cold corpse!
Apart from this, nothing else in life has the slightest value.
"Get lost, you bloodthirsty beast! I am not interested in wasting time with you here. My target is Illidan. After I catch him, it will be your turn next."
Maiev Shadowsong is clearly not the kind of warrior who values honor.
Quite the contrary, she is more of an Avenger who has fallen into darkness, very similar in nature to Illidan.
This is why many people believe that the complicated relationship between the two is a bad fate.
"Humph! This is not up to you!"
Grom swung Bloodroar fiercely and rushed forward to attack.
Although this two-handed weapon seemed too heavy in the eyes of most people, it was now flying up and down like a light dagger, and its speed was so fast that an afterimage was almost left.
What's even more terrifying is that the decoration on the ax began to live up to its name, making a creepy sound when the strong airflow passed through the gap, as if something was roaring.
This kind of sound is not just a threat, it also greatly affects the target's senses, especially hearing.
Don't think that a little noise is no big deal.
In fact, in addition to being the most important organ of hearing, the ear is also a sensitive organ of balance.
Excessively strong sound waves can not only lead to decreased balance and reaction speed, but also cause symptoms such as dizziness, nausea, and vertigo.
Many of the unlucky people who were killed by the Blood Roar were unable to exert their original strength because they were affected by the huge noise.
This was obviously the first time that Maiev Shadowsong encountered such a situation. After just a few rounds, she was suppressed and had no choice but to defend herself. The moon blade in her hand almost slipped out of her hand several times.
no way.
After killing Cenarius and Mannoroth successively, Grom absorbed their blood and vitality, and his strength and speed surpassed the scope of mortals.
It also activated latent recessive genes, causing the body's internal structure to regress to the ancestral Goron state.
Maiev Shadowsong was not known for her strength, so how could she possibly defeat a monster created by Zuo Si in close combat?
At this critical moment, the huntress Nasa suddenly rushed out from the right, focused the power of the moon goddess Elune into the weapon in her hand, and then threw it out fiercely.
Whoosh! The sharp moon blade emitted a bright white light and flew straight towards Grom's head.
In this situation, even Grom had to give up the pursuit and instead raised his battle ax to parry.
The next second...
The loud sound of metal collision and the energy impact instantly knocked him away.
You should know that Maiev Shadowsong and her army of watchers were originally members of the priest organization "Sisterhood of Elune", but later split away and no longer obeyed Tyrande, so their professions included priests.
"Are you okay?"
Nasa immediately supported the staggering supreme commander of the Watchers, her tone full of concern.
Unlike the aloof Tyrande, Maiev Shadowsong, although she has a radical and extreme personality, has always regarded the Watchers as her own home and every member who joins as her own family.
This is why no matter what orders she gives, these night elf hunters will follow without hesitation, even if it goes against Malfurion's orders.
"Thank you, I'm fine. I was just accidentally affected by the magic attached to the weapon. But now I know the secret and I won't make the same mistake again."
Maiev Shadowsong shook her head vigorously to force herself to regain consciousness quickly, while feeling the numbness and soreness in her arms.
Apparently, fighting Grom wasn't as easy as she said.
Nasa undoubtedly also noticed this and immediately suggested: "You go into the tomb and chase Illidan, leave this to me!"
"you?"
Maiev Shadowsong was slightly stunned.
Although she was well aware that her adjutant was quite capable, he was definitely no match for Grom.
"Yes, that's me. As long as I hold these orcs here, you can quickly catch up with Illidan and capture him. Don't worry, I can hold on for a while."
After that, Nasa raised her hand as if casting some kind of spell, and a bright white light formed in her palm.
Immediately afterwards, the moon blade that had flown out before spun back into its owner's hand.
Returning with Moonblade was Grom Hellscream, who had a bleeding wound on his arm.
However, in just a few seconds, the wound healed completely at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You vile and foolish woman, you have ruined the sacred duel. Now I will tear off your head and make it into a wine glass!"
Grom's eyes flashed with ferocity and he roared angrily, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.
But Nasa ignored the threat and urged Maiev Shadowsong behind her: "Hurry up! Don't waste time here. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if Illidan finds what he wants in there."
"Got it. You should be careful too. Don't force yourself. If it doesn't work, take your people and retreat first."
After saying this, Maiev Shadowsong instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.
Just less than 0.1 second later, she appeared at the entrance of the Tomb of Sargeras, which was two or three hundred meters away.
"No!!!! Don't run! You damn coward!"
Grom was undoubtedly very dissatisfied with Maiev Shadowsong's behavior of running away in the middle of a fight, and immediately rushed forward waving Bloodhowl.
But Nasa blocked his way in time.
The two of them immediately started fighting without even saying a word.
To be precise, Grom was attacking frantically, while Nasa was constantly parrying and dodging in dangerous situations.
The latter would be hit hard in the face or body by the former's raised fists from time to time.
Almost every punch caused a fracture or bleeding.
Obviously, Grom's act of deliberately beating and humiliating Nasa with his fists instead of using weapons was actually a revenge against her for disturbing his excited duel.
In less than a few minutes, half of the hunter's teeth fell out. Not only were her eyes swollen so hard that she could hardly open them, her nose collapsed, and she had extensive fractures all over her body.
But even so, she still struggled to get up from the ground, trying to buy more time for Maiev Shadowsong.
This is the biggest difference between the Watchers and the Sentinels.
Although the sentinel troops are also brave and not afraid of sacrifice.
But they could not be like the Watchers, who were mentally prepared to sacrifice in fulfilling their duties from the moment they joined.
But unfortunately, most of the time, willpower cannot make up for the absolute gap in strength.
Grom Hellscream knocked Nasa to the ground again with just one punch, and she lost consciousness immediately.
…
On the other side, deep in the Tomb of Sargeras, Illidan had already passed through a large dangerous area with the help of the Naga and entered a place that had not yet been eroded by sea water.
As a price, the number of Nagas has been reduced by a full two-thirds compared to the previous entry.
Most of them died at the hands of demons that appeared from nowhere.
At this moment, Illidan finally understood why Gul'dan brought so many men with him, but in the end they were completely defeated and even lost their lives.
This tomb used to bury the incarnation of the dark titan Sargeras is truly horrifying.
A huge amount of evil energy overflowed from the bottom of the tomb, corroding and transforming almost all life forms.
What's even worse is that there are many unstable portals here.
Many very powerful demons were attracted by the body left behind by Sargeras, and wanted to use this huge fel energy to make themselves stronger, so they used the portal to come to the tomb very early, only to find that they were sealed inside by the previous Guardian of Tirisfal and could not get out.
They would rather die in battle and return to the Twisting Nether to wait for resurrection than stay in this hellhole.
This would undoubtedly be fatal to any mortal who entered the Tomb of Sargeras.
Fortunately, Illidan has passed the most dangerous place and is now standing next to a river formed by fel energy.
At the end ahead, there is a huge stone gate blocking the way forward.
All the evil energy flows out through the gap in the door below.
"Lord Illidan, I think you should be fully prepared before you decide to open this door. Because no matter what is inside, its power is far beyond the limits of what we can deal with."
Vashj issued a solemn warning.
As Queen Azshara's former maid, she had seen many powerful demons of the Burning Legion, but none of them had ever possessed such levels of fel power.
"Relax, there's no need to be so nervous. Because what's behind the folding door is the purpose of our trip."
After saying that, Illidan walked straight to the huge stone gate, raised his hand and gently brushed over the symbols filled with magical power.
After a while, these symbols lit up one by one, showing the emerald green color symbolizing evil energy.
The moment all the runes on the entire gate frame were lit up, a very short sound suddenly came as expected.
Along with the rumbling noise of the stone gate rising, everyone finally saw the creepy huge metal body on the other side of the gate.
It was in a tortured state with its arms bound backwards on a metal pillar, its wrists fixed by some magical power, and its lower body restrained by a circular device, so that the area below the waist could not be seen.
Needless to say, this is the incarnation of the dark titan Sargeras who was defeated by Aegwynn.
If you look closely, you can still see scars remaining on the surface of the metal body.
Those were the traces left over from the fierce battle between the two sides that year.
The two huge curved horns on the top of his head are exactly the same as Sargeras himself.
All the evil energy in the entire tomb originates from this.
Even though the power of this thing might be less than one thousandth or even one ten-thousandth of the authentic Dark Titan, it still caused everyone present who saw this scene to feel uncontrollable awe and fear.
Some Nagas even began to retreat uncontrollably as if they were struck by fear, just like animals encountering their natural enemies.
After all, the Naga were born under the distortion of the power of the Old God N'Zoth.
Therefore, Sargeras is an absolute natural enemy to them, and just a trace of his remaining breath can have a great deterrent effect.
"So... this is what Kil'jaeden wants? An avatar of Sargeras left behind in Azeroth?"
Illidan muttered something in a low voice that only he could hear.
Similarly, in addition to the huge metal body, he also noticed that there was a sphere next to it that looked like a gem and constantly emitted a magical halo.
Just as he was hesitating whether to go in, Vashj, who was terrified the last second, suddenly rushed in without warning, leaped up and pounced on the face of the incarnation of Sargeras.
Before Illidan could react, Vashj's body began to expand rapidly, and her snake-like hair was twisted by some dark power and turned into terrifyingly thick tentacles. In the end, her whole body turned upside down and took on the shape of a giant octopus.
This super-large octopus waved its tentacles and injected terrifying shadow energy into the incarnation without consciousness and soul.
In the blink of an eye, the metal body that was originally glowing green turned into a cold black and purple color. The power of the Shadow Void was eroding and transforming the evil energy at an unimaginable speed.
"NO!!!! Stop! What are you doing? Vashj!"
Illidan finally realized that something was wrong and instantly transformed into a demon and rushed forward.
But before he could get close, a huge tentacle turned around and whipped him hard.
Bang! Illidan was unable to dodge and was immediately hit by the amazing force, flying out like a rag doll, hitting the wall hard and spitting out blood.
When he got up, he noticed that the eyes of the woman who had sworn allegiance to him no longer had the lively look they had before, but were now filled with a terrifying depth and darkness.
In an instant, a low, hoarse voice echoed in my mind.
"I'm sorry, Illidan Stormrage, but the Vashj you knew is no longer here. The one standing here now is N'Zoth, the great god of nightmares, the demon with a thousand beards."
"The Ancient God N'Zoth?!"
Illidan's face changed drastically and he immediately turned around to look back. He found that all the Nagas who had followed him in had turned into creepy Faceless Men, blocking the only exit.
"That's right! Otherwise, why do you think Vashj, a Naga, would respond to your call?
All this was at my instruction.
Just as the Burning Legion wants the avatar of Sargeras to fight against powerful enemies, I also need it to achieve my own goals.
The outsider who called himself Soth was too powerful, and Yogg-Saron died at his hands.
In order to prevent the same situation from happening again, I must be adequately prepared before he comes to me.
Of course, you are also one of my targets."
As the last word came out of his mouth, the giant octopus, which was either an incarnation of N'Zoth or a temporary ritual container, released powerful mental power and began to invade Illidan's brain.
In just a moment, the latter was dragged into a doomsday scene filled with darkness and destruction. At the same time, the whispers in his ears became increasingly pure, and a large number of crazy thoughts emerged in his heart.
For example, he killed his brother Malfurion and then took away his beloved Tyrande.
Just as his mind began to slide uncontrollably into the abyss of darkness, the sound of fierce fighting suddenly woke him up from his terrible fantasy.
The faceless man transformed from Naga was suddenly attacked by a black figure.
The latter flashed among the Faceless Men at an extremely fast speed, creating more than a dozen incomplete corpses in just a few seconds.
Maiev Shadowsong?! Illidan looked at this compatriot whom he once hated the most, and his expression suddenly became complicated, and even a hint of surprise appeared.
Because he was almost controlled by the illusion created by the old god N'Zoth.
It can be said that the appearance of Maiev Shadowsong was equivalent to saving his life.
"Asshole! What the hell are you doing? What's with these monsters?"
Maiev Shadowsong rushed in, cutting through a stream of blood, grabbed Illidan by the neck and asked him harshly.
"Hahahaha! It's great to see you at this time, dear Maiev."
Far from being frightened by the other party's harsh tone and ferocious expression, Illidan laughed and said some rather ambiguous words.
Especially the rather ambiguous address, which immediately made Maiev Shadowsong realize that something was wrong, and she quickly raised her head and looked around.
As a result, I saw N'Zoth and the huge metal body of Sargeras' incarnation at a glance.
At this moment, no matter how stupid she was, she realized that this was definitely not something Illidan could do.
After all, unlike humans, dwarves, and gnomes, the new races that were later born from the Curse of Flesh and Blood, the night elves have fought the "Battle of the Quicksands" and know the existence of the Old Gods.
So Maiev Shadowsong recognized the aura of the Old God N'Zoth at a glance.
Coupled with the incarnation of Sargeras that is constantly being eroded and transformed by shadow energy, it is easy to imagine the huge conspiracy hidden behind this matter.
Realizing this, her heart instantly sank to the bottom, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "You are not satisfied with cooperating with the demons of the Burning Legion, and now you are hooking up with the Old Gods?"
Illidan shook his head slightly: "Of course not.
You may not believe it, but I am also a victim.
Just before you brought me here, this N'Zoth almost took control of my thoughts and consciousness.
So I think we should temporarily cease fire and work together to overcome the current crisis.
Otherwise, if we continue to fight among ourselves, we will all become slaves of the ancient gods."
"Is all this a conspiracy of the Old Gods? Including the Deathwing that flew through the sky earlier?"
Maiev Shadowsong's eyes revealed strong doubt, and she obviously didn't believe what Illidan said.
There is nothing we can do about it.
After all, the latter jumped around repeatedly during the War of the Ancients and even injured the former's brother. He doesn't look like a trustworthy person at all.
"What else?" Illidan asked with a sneer. "I believe you should understand that although I will make deals with demons to gain powerful strength, I will never have anything to do with the Old Gods. Because cooperating with the Old Gods means giving up my free will and becoming a slave who obeys orders. Do you think I will willingly submit to someone?"
"Okay! I'll trust you this time!"
Maiev Shadowsong was visibly moved.
As the guard who had watched over Illidan for ten thousand years, she knew very well that the other party might have great ambitions and would do anything to gain powerful strength, but he would never sell out his soul and free will.
It is even more impossible for him to willingly submit to anyone, even the powerful demon lords of the Burning Legion.
The moment the two enemies reached an agreement, they launched the attack in tacit understanding without even a word of communication.
Among them, Maiev Shadowsong was the first to use flash to instantly cut in front of N'Zoth, and raised her hand to shoot out a large blade made of magical power.
As a woman who has lived for more than 10,000 years, participated in the War of the Ancients, and was able to make Illidan, who had completely turned into a demon, hide away, her combat power is definitely among the top three in the entire night elf race.
It can even be said that if it is a 1V1 duel, Maiev Shadowsong is confident that she can defeat everyone including Malfurion and Tyrande.
Of course, this does not mean that her overall strength is invincible, but that she has developed a fighting style that tends to favor single combat during the long-term pursuit.
Many martial arts and magical abilities are also constantly strengthened around this point.
In the original timeline, the process of Maiev Shadowsong hunting down Illidan was basically that as long as the latter was alone, he would be 100% easily captured, without even the slightest chance of resistance.
Yes!
You read that right!
The dignified Demon Hunter mentor, King of Outland, the hero who planned the Argus raid and successfully plotted against Kil'jaeden and Sargeras, was so weak and powerless when facing his old enemy.
This shows Maiev Shadowsong's terrifying combat power in a one-on-one fight.
However, N'Zoth was obviously prepared. He instantly released a shadow shock to intercept the magic blade, and then waved his tentacles to try to catch the mortal who dared to attack him.
Unfortunately, he apparently forgot that there was another dangerous hunter in the room.
Illidan instantly transformed into a demon. He raised his hand and a flame of fel energy came out, directly igniting all the thick tentacles under N'Zoth.
The emerald green flames immediately triggered a chain reaction on the ground, and then a violent explosion swept the entire room.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The blinding flames devoured everything in less than a second.
You should know that there was a large amount of fel energy remaining on the ground in this room, and the body of Sargeras' incarnation also contained amazing fel energy.
So the fel fire that Illidan shot out was like lighting a match in a room filled with gas.
As for Illidan himself, Maiev Shadowsong had already taken him out of the danger zone with his flash the moment the explosion occurred, and he disappeared into the intricate tomb tunnel without looking back.
About a few minutes later, when the explosion in the room completely subsided, N'Zoth's angry roar came from inside.
Even the night elves and blood orcs who were fighting on the Broken Shore stopped fighting because of this horrific mental shock. They knelt on the ground, covering their heads and screaming in pain.
"Are the other ancient gods also unable to resist taking action? This world is really becoming more and more interesting."
Zuo Si, who had just been teleported from Northrend in the far north, stroked his chin with an interested expression.
Since all blood orcs can be considered his descendants, he can naturally perceive everything happening around him through the eyes and ears of these guys.
In fact, from the moment Deathwing appeared, he noticed the unusual situation in the Broken Isles.
He just kept hiding in the dark and observing without rushing to intervene.
But as N'Zoth released the aura of the Old Gods, Zuo Si immediately rushed over to see what was going on.
After all, there are too many dangerous things in the Tomb of Sargeras.
Whether it is the Eye of Sargeras or the body left behind by Sargeras, it can cause quite a stir in Azeroth.
However, Zuo Si did not rush to show up, but went directly into the tomb. Relying on the effect of prophecy magic, he walked towards the deepest part as if he had opened a full-map navigation.
As a result, when they were halfway there, they saw Maiev Shadowsong and Illidan rushing towards them.
Behind them followed a large group of demons and some Faceless Men servants. To be precise, it was a three-way melee.
The two could only fight and retreat at the same time, looking extremely embarrassed.
Seeing the mortal enemies helping each other with cover, Zuo Si's evil taste suddenly came up, he raised his hand and said hello with a smile: "Hey! Long time no see, dear Illidan.
How are you doing lately? I heard Malfurion exiled you.
Also, who is this beautiful yet deadly lady? Your new girlfriend?
I told you that Tyrande is not the right one for you.
Because you deserve better.”
As these words came out, the expressions on the faces of the two people who were fighting side by side in the last second froze instantly.
Maiev Shadowsong immediately used Blink to flee from Illidan, causing the latter to be beaten up in an instant. He could not help but curse with gritted teeth: "Damn it! Shut up! My relationship with her is not what you think. Also, if you have time to stand there and make sarcastic remarks, why not come over and help get rid of these pursuers."
"Oh? Really? You know, the cooperation between you just now was really tacit. It would be difficult to achieve that level if you didn't understand each other."
Zuo Si's eyes flickered with teasing and amusement, and he had clearly entered "funny" mode.
Because he really wanted to see what interesting things would happen when Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong finally got together.
"What a tacit understanding! Do you want to help or not?"
As he was speaking, Illidan's shoulder was cut by a flaming giant sword held by a Doomguard, and blood instantly flowed all over his body from the wound.
"Why are you in such a hurry? You won't die anytime soon anyway."
While Zuo Si continued to tease the other person, he raised his finger and instantly shot out several dissociation rays.
In a flash, several of the most threatening demons and faceless men were completely transformed into a pool of worthless green powder.
Illidan seized this opportunity, immediately spread his demonic wings and flew quickly, putting some distance between himself and the pursuers behind him.
After breaking contact, he immediately felt astonishing magical energy gathering in Zuo Si's hands. Fearing that he would be affected, he sped up like crazy.
After about three to five seconds, a dazzling violet lightning was released from Zuo Si's palm and flew past Illidan's scalp, scaring him into a cold sweat.
Before I could turn around to check, a blinding light came from the dark tunnel behind me.
After the huge lightning touched the wall, it immediately transformed into a terrifying energy storm that swept everything.
Both the demon and the faceless man were torn into pieces alive by this blow.
The blood and flesh that filled the sky quickly evaporated under the ravages of the storm.
When everything was over, all the pursuers had disappeared, leaving only a clean passage.
As a mage, Illidan had seen Azshara and knew how powerful those mages who stood at the top wielded.
At this moment, Zuo Si could easily release powerful magic, which undoubtedly made him think of the beautiful and powerful queen.
As the pursuers were cleared away, Maiev Shadowsong stopped using Blink and began to look Zuo Si up and down with a vigilant look, obviously classifying him as an "ally of Illidan".
Coupled with the previous teasing, the atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became tense and weird.
(End of this chapter)
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