Chapter 1481 The Mockery of Fate

Illidan had disappeared for so long, even leaving his old nest behind. He should have gone to Argus, one of the Burning Legion's old nests and the home planet of the Eredar.

What's worse is that Du played a cruel game thousands of years ago and tricked Sargeras to the point of bleeding from his stomach. Now Illidan wants to play Infernal Affairs, and the difficulty is more than twice as high?

I don’t know if Illidan succeeded, but whether he succeeded or not, and whether he really played Infernal Affairs, Duke can only pretend not to know now!

Once exposed, Illidan, a good comrade who is probably a worker behind enemy lines, will be reduced to ashes.

"Alas!" Duke sighed softly, and then hugged Tyrande's waist tightly. Their chests were pressed against each other, and they could clearly feel each other's real heartbeat.

"The ultimate result for a true fallen person is destruction. Only those with good intentions have hope of redemption."

Listening to Duke's words, Tyrande couldn't help but cast his gaze into the room.

Since preparing to attack the Black Temple, Duke changed Karazhan's command post to the elemental magic pool on the top of the mage tower.

The magic pool at the moment is very much like a five-a-side football field. The elemental messengers headed by Khadgar are monitoring the operation of the magic network below, constantly making adjustments to change the flow and supply of magic power.

Slightly higher on the sidelines is the command room where Duke and Tyrande are. Although the room is very comfortably furnished, with a desk and a bed for taking a break, there is no doubt that this is the control center of the entire Karazhan, and the nodes of all large magic circuits are located in the command room.

Here, Tyrande could overlook several elemental messengers in the elemental pool below.

Thaddeus, who was once turned into a monster-like structure by natural disasters, is now not a living person, but he can already live with a smile on his face and live in the form of an elemental creature.

Sapphiron, the bone dragon that once brought death and destruction to Azeroth, now fulfills his duties with grace.

The black witch Falina could not imagine how vicious this woman had been, but now she was as well-behaved as a little daughter-in-law who could only get angry, and she was helping Khadgar.

And Onyxia, this notorious little female dragon, seems to have completely accepted her identity as a mount, and is content to ride for Duke day and night. When Duke had no time to take care of her, she would either stay in her room full of gold coins and sleep happily, or, like now, she would gracefully raise her orchid finger and sip warm black tea.

Of course, the sideshow the Black Dragon Princess watched while passing time drinking tea was not a good thing. Watching on the surveillance screen the various creatures that invaded Karazhan through space cracks and were crushed to pieces by Karazhan's heroic guards was her greatest hobby.

Tyrande thought of the Qiraji twin emperors who were still on the front line, Prince Kael'thas who was once considered a traitor, and Vashj, who had recently returned.

Tyrande's uncomfortable heart suddenly felt much better: so many fallen people and bad guys have been redeemed after meeting Duke, and maybe Illidan can too...

Duke could clearly feel that Tyrande's body was no longer tense, and the relaxed high priest was as soft as water.

Duke smiled bitterly.

There's a lot going on here in Karazhan, and it's not stopping at the Black Temple either.

Kael'thas almost knocked Gurtugg over in a single face-to-face encounter. After all, the mutant evil orc boss's biggest reliance [blood boil] is completely ineffective against Kael'thas.

"Boiling? My blood has never turned cold, nor has it stopped!" Kael'thas opened his arms, and a fire phoenix rose out of his broad red-bottomed gold-edged cloak. With a clear phoenix cry, countless fire feathers hit Gurtug like a heavy rain, easily making Gurtug repent in the purgatory of flames.

"Ahhhhh--" Gurtug kept rolling in the sea of ​​fire in pain.

He was knocked down, but he did not die instantly.

The various evil potions he had drank had greatly strengthened his body, making him larger and also possessing good resistance to various elements.

This only increased his pain.

Just two meters away, Thrall watched Gurtug die in silence but did not dissuade him. Every true orc will despise this guy who has desecrated the bravery of the orcs and the most precious tradition.

The Soul Box fell into silence, and it might enter the second stage in a minute or two.

At this point in time, the fighting stopped.

Illidan did not move, and the four members of the Illidari Council were suppressed and beaten by Vashj. However, after Kael'thas took care of them, Vashqi did not hit the four people harshly.

The four people were previously Kaizi's subordinates: Gassios the Breaker, Selevor the High-level Spiritualist, Marande the Duchess, and Villes* Deep Shadow.

When Kael'thas appeared in front of the four of them again in a tyrannical manner, their faces all looked bad.

Historically, the Illidari Council was founded by Kael'thas.

The role of the Council is to manage the Dark Temple for Illidan and handle various daily affairs in the Dark Temple. This includes: the food supply of the evil orcs in the Black Temple - Gaxios is responsible for it; the magical energy supply of the blood elves in the Forbidden Palace - Selevor is responsible for; the management of large and small demons in the temple - Marande Responsible.

In this life, because of Duke's intervention, Kaizi's fate took a turn.

He was no longer the blood elf prince who betrayed the Alliance, and Kaizi had long been exiled to Dalaran, so his addiction to magic was the slightest. As a result, in this life, he came to the Outland as an Alliance Expeditionary Force. When his subordinates' addiction to magic broke out at its worst, Kaizi adopted a laissez-faire approach.

The most seriously addicted one went to Shattrath City and became an astrologer.

The most physically addicted ones came to Illidan, begging for the power of evil to satisfy their physical and mental emptiness.

Using evil energy to satisfy the devil's addiction is like drinking poison to quench thirst, but these blood elves can't control themselves at all, so they can only agree to it.

As fate would have it, those four guys were ultimately selected as members of the Illidari Council because of their talents.

Illidan also suspected that the role of the Illidari Council was to let Kaizi play tricks on him and let these guys come to monitor him and report his movements to Kael'thas one by one.

However, whether the surrender of these blood elves was Kael'thas's conspiracy, an arrangement with ulterior motives, or a sincere surrender, the conceited Illidan didn't care. He never took these blood elves seriously, and he could destroy Kael'thas and his entire blood elves race at any time if he wanted.

Besides, there is really no one around him.

What's interesting is that at this moment, it can be seen from the embarrassed expressions on the faces of the four guys after seeing their former master that they really came to seek refuge with Illidan.