Chapter 1056 A Painful Choice (Please Vote for Me!)

Illidan mysteriously took out a black scale. The ferocious aura emanating from the scales immediately reminded everyone of the cunning and cunning Black Dragon King.

"I can easily find Neltharion!" Illidan was extremely determined.

Sargeras looked very happy: "Okay! You will be rewarded as a reward for your loyalty to me... However, this will cost you a small extra price..."

Illidan looked up. For the first time, a trace of uneasiness flashed across his slender face: "My lord Sargeras, it is already my greatest honor for you to come to Azeroth in person. I don't need anyone to help me -"

"Really? But... I insist on doing this." Sargeras laughed teasingly, showing the moodiness of the Demon King.

Suddenly, two objects burning with dark green flames shot out of the portal.

The flame was so bright, like two suns emerging from the darkness at the same time. When Duke turned his head, he blocked Tyrande's eyes with a shadow. The void lords also made dodge or block actions.

Only Illidan had nowhere to escape, and he couldn't avoid Sargeras' spell.

Fire jumped into his eyes.

The eyeball, one of the most delicate organs in the body, suddenly felt an extremely terrible burning sensation.

"Ah ah ah - no -" Illidan screamed in pain, and the scream spread throughout the hall, even outside the huge palace.

There was no longer any trace of arrogance on his face, only pain, extreme pain, endless pain that seemed to burn away even his soul.

Tyrande didn't dare to look. She was terrified and covered her mouth desperately, subconsciously looking for comfort. She threw herself on Duke's back, an action she thought she would hate. Unfortunately not, she hid behind Duke, like a pair of close lovers.

If Illidan had any time left, he would be furious.

It's a pity that he has no time to pay attention to others.

Everyone in the hall watched in amazement as the fire in Illidan's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

The terrifying power of Sargeras pulled Illidan, forcing him to open his arms, lift his feet off the ground, pull his whole body into the air and bend his joints backwards, just like being tied to a cross.

It seemed that in the next moment, this extremely famous hero would be broken like a matchstick.

Illidan's eyeballs were burned to ashes in the first moment, but the flames did not go out. The flames fueled by evil magic continued to jump into his eye sockets.

When the fierce flames burned away the last traces of blood and flesh in the eye sockets, the flames quickly went out.

Illidan collapsed on the solid stone ground like a dead dog. Even the residual pain in his nerves still made him miserable. All the arrogance he had before was gone.

At this time, Sargeras' voice sounded again: "My loyal servant..."

Illidan raised his head obediently.

His eyes were gone, and there were only two empty eye sockets left on his face. Only a few wisps of green smoke were left, hovering in the eye sockets like ghosts, neither disappearing slowly nor getting stronger.

"From now on, your vision is now my vision, night elf. Infernal Affairs doesn't trust you. I agree with him, but from now on, I think I can start to try to trust you..."

Illidan remained silent, clearly unable to concentrate due to the immense pain.

But Duke next to him could clearly feel Illidan's hatred.

Capture the hatred of lovers!

The hatred that destroys his eyes!

No matter which one, it is enough to make Duke's hatred in Illidan's heart forever.

Sure enough, every boss-level demon can be fooled easily. Even though Sargeras had begun to believe in Duke's plan, he still refused to leave such an important matter in the hands of a certain existence.

Stir up the hatred between the two people and ensure that they will never have the same mind.

This is checks and balances!

This is the way to control the Demon King.

What a good idea!

What a good idea!

If Duke was not a veteran time traveler who traveled twice, he would probably be tricked by Illidan when he tricked the Burning Legion.

Regarding President Sa's precautions, Duke just wanted to say: Haha! However, this is of no use.

Time passes day by day.

There weren't many surprises. The only one that could be called an surprise was the rebellion of Dath'Remar Sunstrider. Kael'thas' grandfather was very smart. He noticed that at a time when Sargeras' will could easily come, the Burning Legion's attitude towards the Highborne had not changed. The last batch of evil energy crystals was just a personal gift from a high-ranking lord.

This obviously means that the Legion never really took the Highborne seriously.

Dath'Remar hated the satyr's disgusting appearance. As a true nobleman and a wise man who is good at thinking, he began to realize that what Queen Azshara said should be a blank check.

He had wanted to leave Azshara's camp for a long time, but he didn't have a valid certificate of surrender, until he 'accidentally' discovered that the soul of the eldest disciple of the demigod Cenarius was imprisoned in a small soul crystal. inside, and that is the side hall where Duke stayed.

Duke is currently busy with the mysterious [Thor's Hammer] project. Together with the twins, he rarely comes back to the side hall.

"The chief disciple of Cenarius and the high priest of the Moon Goddess, this would be a good gift." Dathrema thought so and did so.

As a result, the founding ancestor of the Sun Chaser almost lost his life in the city of Azshara.

The dancer Selega, who thought she could be easily knocked unconscious, turned out to be unexpectedly powerful, and it took a lot of effort for Dath'Rema to subdue her.

She also thought that because he was saving Tyrande in the name of righteousness, the Moon God High Priest would immediately follow him. However, Tyrande actually screamed and took out a magic-breaking bow to shoot him. Almost nailed him to the wall.

The only good thing was that he still got the soul crystal and broke it immediately, releasing Malfurion.

Finally, he initiated the teleportation before the demon guards arrived.

right! It is a space teleportation with a casting time of ten seconds.

He found that he could not understand what Tyrande was thinking at all. After he let Malfurion go, Tyrande slumped into the corner of the side hall. They neither attack him nor follow him.

With no choice, Dath'Remar had no choice but to run away before the special channel for space teleportation nobles in Azshara City was closed.

When Duke rushed back, Tyrande threw herself into Duke's arms and whispered: "Promise me to end this as soon as possible. I'm going crazy! No matter who succeeds, end it as soon as possible!"

Duke said solemnly: "Okay!"