Azeroth is a special planet, a special world.

This peculiarity is not only manifested in its magnificent historical nodes, but also in the great beings born in the deeper parts of this world.

Azeroth has Titans, a very special planet among the stars, it is pregnant with one of the most potential Titan spirits, even the Pantheon of the past and the current Dark Titan will always pay attention to it, this attention, not without reason.

Because this Titan Spirit, which has not yet come out of its infancy, has its own consciousness, which is a phenomenon that has never been seen in the stars, but it is also this kind of consciousness fluctuation hidden in the real world that has created a unique civilization in this world.

On the battlefield of Mount Hyjal covered by the canopy of death, the left hand of the High Lord Tyrion was on the shoulder of the Moon Sacrifice Tyrande like a friend, and the dark sword in his right hand roared and slashed towards the snow-white and perfect neck of Tyrande, the Great Lord's face did not have too many expressions, he had seen too many big people, and the Moon Sacrifice Tyrande was not a special character in his opinion that could make the High Lord spare her life.

There is no personal enmity between them, what really matters is Illidan ...

This demon hunter is what really matters, for Tyrion knows secrets that no mortal can know, and he knows very well that there is something behind the life of Illidan... The fate of this world has been changed, just before the birth of all things, a dark game changed the fate of this world, and the final point of that change of fate is in Illidan. Fury Wind.

He's definitely not just a dark hero, not just a defender of darkness in Kadore, not just a betrayer... He is carrying an extremely important mission, and now, Tyrion wants to use his own way to help Illidan remove all shackles and let him truly embark on his own destiny.

However, at the moment when the sword whistled and was about to touch Tyrande's neck, everything around Tyrion came to a standstill.

He frowned, looked up, looked around, and everything was still... It's not a trick like a static flow of time, it's a real stillness! Even the flying ashes of the World Tree Nodashir, which was burned by the flames of the Dead Realm, the Night Elf soldiers slaughtered by the Grim Reaper on the battlefield, the demon warriors who stepped into the battlefield like a colossus, everything was still.

The entire world, along with all the living beings in the world, entered a state of stillness at this moment, and in this world, there is only one person, or rather, one being, that can cause such an effect, and Tyrion has seen her before.

"So, you regret it again?"

Holding back a breath of anger, the Great Lord raised his head and looked at the eerily shining stars in the sky and the bright moonlight, in which there was another consciousness.

Elune... The Titan Spirit conceived by Azeroth, the beginning and end of all stories.

"Tyrion, let Tyrande go, this girl has a lot of potential... I didn't choose her on a whim. ”

"Cadore's belief in you has changed their status in your heart, right? Elune, the spirit of the world... You've been affected by the boredom of mortals..."

The silver moonlight shone on Tyrion, and he could hear the dissuasion of the spirit of the world, but he was not willing to stop, he raised his head and looked directly at the moonlight in the sky, and he shouted:

"Tyrande. There's nothing special about the style! She's just a mortal blinded by eternal life, you know this better than anyone, what really matters is Illidan, the fate that stupid you and that madman Zela tried to maintain tens of thousands of years ago, after being sidestepped by Sargeras, became what it is now! Don't you understand? I'm here to help you deal with the mess you've left behind! ”

"Cenarius, Tyrande. Tone, these are the two shackles that Sargeras put on Illidan, and you should know better than anyone else! It's a shame I didn't get to dispose of the first one, but because of that, I won't let go of the second one! ”

The cold will of the Great Lord silenced the Moon God, but after a moment, the Spirit of the World spoke softly:

"I understand, I know that Illidan was supposed to be the savior of Azeroth, but his fate has been twisted... Zela told me that she would call Illidan back to his destiny at a certain time, but I wasn't willing to sacrifice Tyrande for Illidan's fate, which wasn't fair! ”

Elune's voice, this time there was even a hint of pleading...

And this kind of change of order that belongs to women makes the big lord very helpless, but Elune... Her words carry weight, and Tyrion must listen to her advice, and if he wants to defeat a truly powerful enemy that is about to be attacked, he must first maintain a friendly relationship between him and Elune.

No matter how powerful the Death Lord is, he can't match Sargeras, and when the true end of all things comes, Elune, who is still very immature, is the last hole card of Azeroth, and Tyrion knows this better than anyone.

"So, between Illidan and Tyrande, you chose Tyrande, and it's a shame that you made another wrong choice... And, Zela told you that she would be in charge of Illidan's affairs? ”

"Yes."

In the face of the Great Lord's questioning, Elune did not hide it, she said calmly:

"The Mother of Light contacted me again not long ago, and she seems to be working on a big plan, and she has asked me to join it..."

"So tell me, why are you so stupid!"

With a hint of anger, the Great Lord wanted to say something more, but he finally shook his head, and after thinking for more than ten seconds, he calmed down:

"Alright! As you wish... I'll keep Tyrande, but I'll leave the rest to you, and as for Illidan, I won't allow you to give him to Zela, that magic stick will only ruin him!" ”

"I'll reshape him in my own way, and I'll show you how I turned this scrap metal abandoned by fate into a peerless sword! And, Elune, you know very well that I'm here to help you, so meddle in my war as you do now, and I don't want to see it a second time! ”

The Great Lord reached out and grasped his Dark Slashing Sword, he raised his head, looked at the dim moonlight above his head, as if he were teaching a bad girl, he scolded:

"And! Cut off the connection between you and Zela for me! You unbehaved girl! Soon, I'll destroy Zela's legion of Light like her beam-jumping clown... At that time, you will know that the so-called fate that the god stick Zela believes in does not exist at all! ”

"As you wish..."

Elune didn't stay long, she quickly regained her strength, and the moment the stillness ended, everything came alive again, and at the moment when the death noise of the battlefield returned, Tyrion's blade slashing at Tyrande changed course in the air, piercing Tyrande's body from behind in a fierce gesture.

That layer of shining silver moonlight didn't stop Tyrion's blade, not even to stop it...

"Poof"

Blood, blood splattered from Tyrande's wounds, and the beautiful face of the Moon Sacrifice who was casting the spell flashed with pain, and a kind of despair and shock, and at the simultaneous roars of the two brothers, Illidan and Malfurion, Tyrion was almost close to Tyrande's ear, and he said in a cold voice:

"Little girl... Your moon god has already abandoned you..."

"Do you think you've done the right thing for 10,000 years? No... You're wrong! Your god is watching you, and she has warned you, and this is the price you pay for what you have done wrong! ”

"Huh"

Tyrion's arms swung and bleeding all over his body, and Tyrande's entire body was thrown at Malfurion, who rushed towards him, and the Great Druid reached out his hands and held his badly wounded wife in his arms, and Illidan, the dark warrior, finally stopped hiding himself after seeing the woman he loved hurt.

"Tyrion! I want you... Die!!! ”

All the demonic powers sealed in Illidan's body exploded at this moment, and the hot evil energy increased at least three times in an instant, and there was another power hidden in Illidan's body, which was what he was best at 10,000 years ago... Arcane magic.

The Big-Eyed Demon Lord, the Dreadlord, the Doomsday Lord, and even the illusory spirits of Manolos the Destroyer all shone behind Illidan's body, and the souls of these demons laughed, after the Demon Hunter burst out with all their power, it meant that they could have escaped the seal, and in the fusion of evil energy and magic, the dark green evil energy on the surface of Illidan's body transformed into a strange purple energy.

Full of chaos and destruction... It made him look like a big purple demon.

"This is it!"

Seeing Illidan's full force burst, a gleam flashed in Tyrion's eyes.

This is what he really values Illidan, the six basic forces of the stars are accompanied by each other, there are clear boundaries between each other, according to the normal situation, a living creature can only carry one kind of power, but some talented guys can achieve the fusion of basic power.

For example, the inherently opposite, the arcane power that represents order and the evil energy that represents chaos, the last person who fused the two powers, was called Sargeras... And now in front of Tyrion's eyes, it's the second...

Illidan. Raging Wind!

The strength of these geniuses is based on their understanding of power... No one knows when Illidan completed this fusion that was so terrifying that it was impossible to achieve, but he did, and this is probably the unique ability of the so-called Children of Destiny.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the ground under Tyrion's feet shattered under Illidan's violent force, so that the Great Lord's feet were imprinted under the earth, and the black light blade in his hand was also shattered at this moment, but in its place was a stronger and silent ash messenger, and the Shadow Blade was held in Tyrion's hand, which meant that Illidan in front of him had the qualifications to let Tyrion draw his sword.

But that's it...

Looking at Illidan's eyes shining with evil energy under the dark red mask, Tyrion, surrounded by purple chaotic power, said calmly:

"You know what? Illidan, it seems to me that if you want to make your children weak, give them everything at birth. ”

"But if you want your kids to be stronger, you have to... Treat it strictly. ”

"Bang"

The Death Lord swung his kick and kicked Illidan in the chest in an afterimage gesture, and the power containing the withering and eternal essence of death rushed into Illidan's body along the contact between the two bodies, and almost in the blink of an eye, all the energy that was running in his body was cut off, Illidan did embark on the path of power fusion, but the problem was that the souls of these demons he sealed were too weak... Or rather, it's too big.

Not pure enough, that's why he lost.

Hit by the full force of the Great Lord's blow, Illidan's body swirled and was blasted into the ground of the battlefield, his demonic form had been forcibly lifted, and Tyrion did not look at the child of destiny who had not yet found his true power, but set his eyes on those demonic souls suspended in the sky, he looked at them, and he asked softly:

"You guys, what are you laughing at? All this... Isn't it funny? ”

The demon spirits unleashed by Illidan turned and fled as if they had seen a predator, but the next moment they were captured by the swarming Grim Reaper, and the High Lord took a step forward and appeared next to Malfurion, who was holding Tyrande and wanted to leave the battlefield, he grabbed the weakened Great Druid, and turned his head to look at the demon hunter who crawled out of the broken ravine behind him.

He gave Illidan an an icy smile:

"I said, I'll untie your shackles, that knife just now was the first, and now this... It's the second! ”

"No!"

In Illidan's terrible roar, the Great Lord's fingers lightly pierced Malfurion's heart, like the most terrifying blade, and at this moment, Malfurion, who was not struggling, just looked at his brother calmly.

The Great Druid's eyes flashed with guilt, worry, pain, trust, and finally a blessing... Although Illidan couldn't see it, he could feel it, and his brother... I'm going to die.

"Take her away! Illidan..."

Malfurion could feel Tyrion's fingers pierce his heart, and in the agony of being paralyzed by the cold death, the weakened Grand Druid removed the ornament-like horn from his waist and called out to Illidan:

"Take care of her for me! Protect her for me! Illidan... Get out of here! Never come back! ”

"Woo woo"

The low and desolate sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield of the night at this moment, and Tyrion looked back, and under the night of the entire Hyjal Mountain, an endless number of elves were attracted by the horn and rushed towards him and Malfurion, and taking advantage of his observation, the mortally wounded Illidan rushed out of the ruins as fast as he could, with the equally badly wounded Tyrande.

He knew what his brother was going to do, and he knew what would happen once the horn of natural anger was blown...

"Ah, it's so boring to act with others... You're right, Malfurion..."

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by countless elves with manic powers, the big lord was not panicked, he looked down at Malfurion, who was erected by himself, and between his eyes, the big lord smiled with a cold smile:

"Malfurion. Raging Wind"

"You have carried a heavy life, and you have seen the true meaning of death."

"Your will to protect your soul has been sharpened so strong... You're qualified! ”

"I will give you the name of the polluter, and... Welcome to the Forgotten Kings! ”

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