"Malfurion! Wake up! Tyrande needs you! ”

The utterly demonic Illidan swung his twin blades and easily severed the weapon that had pierced Malfurion's body among the Naga corpses scattered all over the ground, removing the frail archdruid from the steel frame, holding it in his arms and slapping Malfurion's cheek in an attempt to wake up his brother.

However, at this moment, Queen Azhara's grim laughter, which had been pinned down to the center of the battlefield, suddenly sounded on the battlefield:

"Wake up! Malfurion! Wake up... The lackeys of Enzos! ”

When he heard this, Illidan's first reaction was to throw the Great Druid out of his arms, but... It's late.

"Poof"

A crystal dagger composed entirely of dark red nightmare power pierced Illidan's abdomen, and the moment it pierced into the demon hunter's body, the extremely concentrated nightmare power began to spread over Illidan's body, and dark red lines of flame like ashes spread outward on Illidan's body, like spider webs.

"Ahh

Illidan let out a cry of pain, he staggered to lift Malfurion, and retreated in the water, but after a few steps, his demonized state was forcibly lifted, and the irascible evil energy and the corrosive void frantically fought in his body, so that he could not even maintain demonization, but fortunately, in the demon war 2 months ago, Illidan swallowed the demon soul of the Dreaddemon King Bainholler, so that his weakened state in 10,000 years was relieved a lot, so that he would not completely faint under this blow.

But even then, Illidan faced a very bad situation...

In front of him, Malfurion's eyes were terrifyingly dark red as Malfurion's stiff body stood up like a marionette, and a strange will was manipulating the body, but from his struggling expression, it could be seen that the Great Druid was still fighting against his inner nightmare in extreme weakness.

However, when Savis, the Nightmare King, Enzos's lackey, realizes that he is completely unable to corrupt the Great Druid's will on his own, the monster Malfurion, whom he hates, asks for his master's help.

Enzos... The terrifying will of the Elder God interfered with Malfurion's soul, and even though Enzos was only the weakest of the Elder Gods, its indescribable soul was still beyond the reach of mortals like the Great Druid.

"There is no peace at all..."

Malfurion, holding two dark red nightmare daggers in both hands, approached Illidan with stiff steps, and said in a strange tone:

"That's just a boring fantasy of mortals... Join us, my dear brother, you will be favored by the unspeakable gods, you will get... Gifts and Rewards! ”

Between the strange sounds, vines like fiery red ashes, dotted with nightmare crystals rolled out from under the cold tide, and the vines with strong mental interference trapped the badly injured Illidan in it, and Malfurion held the nightmare dagger in front of Illidan, and the moment the strange smile on his face appeared, two crystal-like daggers stabbed Illidan in front of him.

"Bell"

At this moment of great crisis, a rapidly spinning silver bullet accurately hit Malfurion's dagger, and the Holy Silver's restraint on all evil things caused a throbbing fire to bounce on the dagger, Malfurion's stabbing blow was interrupted, and less than a second later, another bullet also hit another dagger.

At a distance of 2,000 meters, Santis stood there, armed with a black sniper rifle and her long hair dancing in the air, and at the last moment, she saved Illidan.

And the battle-hardened Demon Hunter didn't waste the opportunity his niece had created for himself, his fingers hooked, and the two Aesinos blades that were inserted into the ground in the tide swirled and rushed up, cutting off all the nightmare vines around him, Illidan took a deep breath, mobilized the last evil energy in his body, and between the flapping of the wings behind his back, his whole body flew crookedly, and after gliding for a few seconds, he flipped and fell into the Felwood Forest like a bird with broken wings.

This nirvana scene is interrupted, much to the displeasure of Queen Azhara, who is waiting to see a big revenge drama, and she raises her finger to Santis, who has ruined it all. Hazuki:

"Good hunter... And your toy guns! ”

"Bang"

The strange magic was wrapped around the sniper rifle in Santis's hand, and the next moment, the gun made by the master craftsman was like a bomb that had been detonated, and between the flames, Santis let out a scream, and the whole person was thrown out fiercely, and the blood exploded on Santis's body, making the poor girl look extremely miserable.

"Santis!"

Seeing that her daughter was mortally wounded, Tyrande swung her bow and was about to charge at Queen Azhara, but was blocked by another dark shadow descending from the sky.

In the light of Transfiguration, Malfurion, controlled by nightmares, stared at his wife with dark red eyes, as if looking at a stranger.

He still retains the natural form of the Great Druid, with antlers on his forehead, wings on his arms, and two horns like claws, but alas, all of these natural creations have shown signs of being corrupted by nightmares, and on Malfurion's horns, dark red nightmare crystals grow, like nightmares' crowns.

Queen Azhara looked at the nightmare creature in front of her with some pride, and she stretched out her fingers to caress the chapped cheek of Malfurion, which was like a statue, and said to Tyrande, who was full of endless sorrow and pain in front of her:

"Your daughter is dying, and your lover can't escape the end of being corrupted by nightmares, and look at your husband, how graceful he is, you know? The bastards gave him a new name, and I think it's good..."

"They called him... Malfurion, the polluter. ”

Eshara let out a cheerful laugh, patted Malfurion on the shoulder, and said to Tyrande in front of her:

"You see, little Tyrande, I've got a good opponent for you, either you kill him and protect your people, or he kills you and corrupts everything with a nightmare, but no matter what, I can see a tragedy of cannibalism, I love this tragedy so much, it's right for you... Defector! ”

"Of course..."

Queen Azhara vanished into the battlefield in the glow of arcane magic, but her grim voice still echoed across the battlefield:

"Of course you can also try to wake him up, with love, or whatever, before he kills you and all your soldiers... Let me see, little Tyrande, and show me how great the love between you is... Or rather, it's not worth mentioning at all! ”

"Seriously, I'm looking forward to..."

Tyrande could ignore Azhara's malice, but she couldn't ignore her husband who had fallen into a nightmare in front of her, she clenched the white feather bow in her hand, she looked at Malfurion, who looked indifferently in front of her, she gritted her teeth and whispered:

"Malfurion, tell me... This is not true! ”

"Buzz"

In the light of Transfiguration, Malfurion answered Tyrande with practical actions, and the huge one in front of him, dressed in nightmare vine armor, exuded dark red nightmare power all over his body, like a war bear of a demonic giant bear, and shattered all of Tyrande's illusions with his dark red eyes full of murderous intent.

At this moment, even the most powerful Priestess of the Moon could no longer bear all this in front of her.

Tears of pain and despair fell from Tyrande's eyes, and she begged Elune for guidance as she had done countless times before, but before the prayer could be finished, Malfurion, the mad nightmare bear, roared and rushed up.

This time, even if Tyrande is no longer willing... She had to fight.

Husband and wife cannibalism... After this terrible tragedy, hidden is the future of a civilization, and Tyrande has to make a choice, because she is the leader, because she represents the will of Cadore.

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Illidan. The two most important men in Furywind's life are killing each other, but Illidan is left to die in the dark valley of the withered Faywood Forest.

The demon hunter, plotted by his only relative, lay in a miserable posture in a cluster of cold sewage, his demonized wings long since dissipated, and the crimson power of nightmares was eating away at his body and mind on the wound in his abdomen.

Along the stabbed wound, the cobweb-like nightmare kept flickering in the darkness, like cooling magma, the essence of this thing is the most corrosive void of the six basic forces, if there is enough evil energy to fight it, maybe Illidan can escape being corroded into a nightmare lackey, but the problem is that he can't get enough energy to replenish.

Illidan. Fury Wind was imprisoned in the Watcher's Cave for 10,000 years, and in these 10,000 years, he relied on his own will to fight against the demon soul sealed in his body, even if Illidan was firm, the battle of his will was very tragic, and 10,000 years had already exhausted his energy, although after being released, he immediately found a Dread Demon King to "recharge", but the long-term weakness gave Illidan a great appetite, and the demon soul of a Dread Demon Lord was far from enough.

What's even worse is that the demon soul of Bainholler, who was sealed in Illidan's body, also took advantage of the host's weakness to start resisting...

This is the most criticized part of the demon hunter profession, they rely on the demon soul in the body and the evil energy to fight, before the demon soul is exhausted, the demon hunter can continue to fight like a war machine, but when the body is weak, the demon soul in the body will also occupy the will of the demon hunter in reverse, they call it "inner demon".

There is no end to the war between the demon hunter and the heart demon, they complement each other, unless the host dies completely, and the demon hunter pursues the strength of the only way, that is, to keep hunting for powerful demons and seal them in the body, but the more demon souls there are, the greater the pressure on the will of the demon hunter, and eventually the will of the hunter will be defeated by the will of the demon... It's an almost unchangeable future.

It is equivalent to that, once you set foot on this path, you are rushing all the way towards a future of destruction, and there is no turning back.

Illidan is the most powerful demon hunter, and the number of demon souls sealed in his body is also staggering, which means that when he is weak, he has to bear more than ten times the pressure of other demon hunters.

And now, he can't hold it anymore...

A smearing flame of evil energy scurried across Illidan's body, representing that Illidan's control over evil energy was rapidly weakening, and if this continued, before Illidan was corrupted by the nightmare, he would be the first to be defeated by the demon's soul and become a complete demon.

However, at the moment when the dreadful demon king's gloomy laughter appeared in Illidan's mind, and he didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination, the demon hunter's ears suddenly had the voice of a small child.

"Arceus, right there! I see him! Oh my God, he's ugly! ”

Illidan received the purest evil power from Sargeras 10,000 years ago, and in return, he sacrificed his rare amber eyes, which, in elven legend, represent terrifying potential, because the last elf with amber eyes was named Azhara!

Although after sacrificing his eyes, the demon hunter can still perceive demons through ghost vision, and it has become more convenient than before, but after all, he is completely blind, so Illidan cannot see the surrounding environment, he can only rely on his super senses, and in this state of mind confusion, he can barely sense that a strange soul is approaching him.

It seems to be a ghost representing death, but on her body, there is the warmth of the holy light, and next to that little ghost, there is also a strange beast spirit, life and death coexist in a balanced posture, for the well-informed Illidan, he can easily judge that the beast spirit is transforming from the gathering of pure life energy to the aggregation of death energy, and I don't know which genius came up with the idea...

"Bang"

Yuna, the little ghost riding behind Arceus, the soul deer, jumped to the ground, she looked left and right sneakily, then grabbed her wand, and cautiously walked towards Illidan who was lying there in embarrassment and unable to move, and when she was close to Illidan 3 meters away, Illidan suddenly warned in a hoarse voice:

"Don't come any closer! Child... I might... Hurt you. ”

"Oh, you're still alive!"

Yuna said a nonchalantly word about this warning, and then walked to Illidan's side, squatted there, looking curiously at the wound on Illidan's abdomen, the little ghost pursed her eyes, looked at Illidan with a dark red cloth wrapped around her face, and she whispered:

"Huh! The strips of cloth on your eyes are exactly the same as Grandpa Drektar's! Are you blind too? ”

Illidan didn't know how to answer this... According to his usual habits, if he dared to say this, he would definitely be hacked to death by pulling out his knife in the first place, but the question is, this is obviously just a child who has no experience in the world, is it possible that the powerful Great Lord of Illidare still has to deal with a small child?

So Illidan simply shut up, and responded to the strange little ghost in front of him in silence.

Seeing that Illidan did not speak, Yuna scratched her hair a little irritably, she stood up, crossed her waist, and said to Illidan:

"Na! That bad woman in Zela told me to let me save you once and then she wouldn't bother me anymore... So I'll save you, but you have to promise me that you can't let Tyrion know about this, he hates Zela the most... If he knew I had made a deal with that bad woman in Zela, he would be very angry. ”

"Hey, blind man, will you promise?"