Chapter 1482 The Fate Is only Determined by the Winner

If Kael'thas was still the half-baked commander who lost contact with his home planet, whose position was extremely embarrassing, and who couldn't solve his subordinates' addiction to magic, then the four Illidari people would have abandoned Kael'thas.

Putting aside good and evil, this is a typical person walking towards higher ground.

But now, Kaizi looks like the king has returned.

It was obvious that Kael'thas used some method to temporarily merge his mount, a phoenix named Ao, into his own body, gaining most of the power of the phoenix that had just entered adulthood.

Compared with Gruul the Dragon Slayer, this can be considered a demigod, even if it has a time limit.

Under normal circumstances, Kael'thas shouldn't have played his trump card so early.

However, the alliance has stronger cards!

Vashj - Illidan's most recognized strongman. This is not chosen, but typed.

When Illidan took control of Outland, Vashj, Magtheridon, and Mother Shahrath all seemed to be in this position where one person was inferior to ten thousand people. Vasqi defeated two other strong men before proudly ascending to that position.

No one expected that Illidan's most powerful warrior would rebel like this. And it was the most thorough one - even he and his subordinates rebelled against him.

When the four members of the Illidari heard the news, they were so angry that they vomited blood.

Especially when they saw Vashj using the water pump they gave them to pour water into Shadowmoon Valley, partially submerging the Dark Temple, the four of them almost collapsed.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but just when the four of them thought that the Dark Temple would be unable to hold on, Illidan rushed back.

This kind of twists and turns is really dizzying.

On one side is the powerful Illidan.

On one side is the more mysterious Demonic Network demigod Duke Marcus.

No one knows who the winner will be.

Almost the moment Kael'thas appeared, Illidan felt the four people shake.

Illidan sneered, but did not say it to his face. In his eyes, it was always the handful of existences with the most powerful strength that determined victory or defeat. As long as he is the final winner, all problems will be solved.

He needed to use the Illidari Council to do odd jobs for him, and he also needed to make the four of them think that they still trusted him. Although the lack of absolute loyalty from the four people made him a little uncomfortable, but so what?

After being in the Burning Legion for a long time, he no longer believed in the word loyalty itself. As long as he has the strength, even the most ferocious demons will bow to him.

Because of this, he allowed this internally contradictory parliament to continue to exist.

But he is very interested. As chess pieces shared by the two parties, what will be the outcome of these four guys? Perhaps only the goddess of destiny herself knows...

After a brief confrontation and silence, Illidan grinned as if he was smiling: "Duke Marcus, you are very famous...Why, just because of the toy doll you brought now, you want to punish me, Illidan* wind?"

Duke was not angry at all when he was mocked by Illidan, and he did not expect to defeat Illidan alone with Mark Dooku, a shell driver with limited magic output capability.

"Facing me is better than having you face Tyrande or Malfurion, right?" Duke's words deeply stimulated Illidan. You can clearly see the muscles on this legendary figure's face. It kept trembling slightly.

Duke added: "Besides, if you say this, you will not underestimate the strength of the alliance."

Mark Dooku opened his arms.

Beside him, two giants as tall as towers immediately took a step forward - the Qiraji Twin Emperors, real demigods who can exert demigod-level combat power with the support of the magic network. They were five steps away from Duke. Stand still.

Kael'thas' whole body turned into a ball of flame, and a flicker appeared on Duke's left side.

Vashki smiled charmingly, swaying her snake tail in a beautiful rhythm, and stood on Duke's right side.

You can say that Duke is arrogant, or you can say that Duke is arrogant - I am a younger brother who is stronger and more numerous. He has four demigods under him, do you have one?

Although the twin emperors rely more on the magic network, Vashqi and Kaizi are strong men independent of the magic network.

Duke looked evil, even a little unruly: "Call your master Kil'jaeden, otherwise you will lose."

Duke had such a determined expression on his face.

This isn't just bluff either.

This is a gamble based on the status quo and the risks are not high.

If the intelligence of the eredar twins and the historical process are correct, Kil'jaeden is no longer in the Twisting Nether and has sneaked into Azeroth. Otherwise, Illidan would have no chance to sneak into the planet Argus to cause trouble.

On the surface, Kil'jaeden, who is Illidan's backstage boss, is unable to appear, so the upper limit of combat power in the next battle will only be limited to the demigod level.

In other words, if Duke does not come in his true form, Kil'jaeden will not appear either.

Illidan had just finished his troubles, and he felt guilty. Of course, he would not lower his face and send a distress signal to the Twisting Nether.

At this moment, Illidan didn't know that he had been eaten by Duke.

Glancing around, Illidan frowned: "For a grand battle, this place is too small. Come to my training ground."

After that, no matter what Duke's answer was, he flapped the demon wings behind his back, and his huge body soared upwards like an arrow shooting into the clouds.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" He completely ignored the thick top wall of the temple and used his demigod body to smash open layer after layer, rushing straight to the highest platform of the Dark Temple.

The twin emperors followed first, and on their backs, two pairs of cicada-like wings grew out. They followed up with the same violence and broke through the wall.

The corners of Draenei defender Maraad's eyes were twitching, but he didn't say anything in the end.

The draenei cannot defeat them and have lost their lair. If they help you fight them back, they can't guarantee that they will be intact when they come back.

"Giggle, giggle, I'll go first." Vaschi greeted Duke, tilted his head slightly, and licked his flaming red lips with his flexible tongue. It was a secret code that only she and Duke understood.

Duke waved his hand angrily and told her to get out of here.

Vashchi chuckled and summoned a thick water column, which flew up along the big hole opened by Demon Emperor Vicrol. Under the impact of the wildly spurting water column, it flew up.

There was only one Kael'thas left on the scene.

The blood elf prince was a little hesitant.

Instead, Duke spoke first. He crossed his arms and said in a slightly contemptuous tone: "Forget it for you four, there is no point in continuing to fight. If you fight, Illidan will not believe in your loyalty. If you stop, we will be reduced." At least after we win, I will spare you for the sake of Kael'thas. Remember - your fate is only determined by the winner."