Chapter 980 35. The Prophet's Resolution

The demon hunter Illidan, who was fighting endlessly on the battlefield of the Borean Tundra, swung his warblade and chopped down a fleeing Fel Lord from behind. His demonic hoof stepped on the back of the Fel Lord, and the other The war blade in his hand swung downwards, and amidst the glare of the dark green blade, a ferocious and ugly head swirled and flew out amidst the foul-smelling green blood.

Illidan Stormrage stuck the warblade stained with demonic blood into the soil beside him, and he pulled out a dark green soul stone from his demonized claws. Under the power of the demon hunter's fel power, he The soul of the demon lord under his feet was pulled out of his body with low roars, and sealed in this extremely high-quality soul stone.

For a demon hunter, this kind of demon soul with good quality is the most important trophy.

In this battle alone, the warblade in Illidan's hand has already drank the blood of hundreds of demons. He is like a wolf leading a pack of wolves to hunt, always making good use of his violent attacks to serve as a catalyst for the demon hunters behind him. They opened the front line, and then led the group of fanatical recruits into the demon army. This kind of fierce hunting offensive made the Illidari Legion gain a lot in today's war.

Of course, the recruits who are almost crazy, stimulated by the smell of the devil's soul, always slash and kill every demon they see, but the masters will not do this, powerful demon hunters like Illidan, they have Belonging to the dignity of hunters, those ordinary and weak demons will not be taken seriously by them at all. Every time they make a move, they will only challenge those powerful demon lords.

Only the soul of a powerful demon lord can satisfy the hungry hearts of master demon hunters.

Uh, it seems weird to say that. In short, with the continuous increase in the strength of the demon hunters, the strength of the demons sealed in the bodies of these hunters is also increasing. If you can't use high-level demon souls to satisfy the demons Thirst, then the inner demon that is the source of the demon hunter's power is very likely to cause some "trouble" for the demon hunters at the critical moment.

And once the hunters are unable to suppress the restlessness of the demons for some reason, they will be devoured by the demons. At that time, the hunters who were born to hunt demons will become the most terrifying group of demons...

"That voice..."

Illidan put away the soul stone full of evil souls. He lifted his demonic form and returned to the appearance of a night elf. He seemed a little tired. He sat on the headless body of the fel lord, rubbing Rubbing his forehead, he said to himself:

"That voice, disappeared...Zera's crazy woman's voice, disappeared, she...is she dead?"

Just now, the voice in his mind that belonged to Zela, the mother of the Holy Light, that had been ringing in his mind disappeared, and he could feel that a certain imprint in his soul had also dissipated. After confirming that he and Zela After his connection was cut off, Illidan suddenly felt a burst of relief.

It's not that Illidan is a guy who gloats over other people's lives and deaths, but this night elf has experienced many complicated things after all. Zela wants Illidan to trust her by relying on some words about the prophecy, which is absolutely wrong. Possibly, moreover, Illidan is not the kind of person who believes in fate. He faced the Dark Titan 10,000 years ago. He is indeed willing to give everything to destroy the Burning Legion, but it does not mean that he Willing to team up with a madman addicted to prophecy.

The most important thing is that Zela is known as the Mother of the Holy Light. This guy seems to have a lot of background, but she always instills in Illidan the concept of "children of light and darkness", which makes Illidan tireless, but he can't think of one. With a proper way of handling it, Zela might have died for no reason at all, and this gave Illidan a headache.

From all aspects, Zela's death did not seem to be a bad thing for Illidan.

It is not a good habit to be distracted on the battlefield. Just when Illidan lowered his head to think about things, in the shadow of gunpowder smoke behind him, a sneaky high-level succubus took cautious steps, quietly He quietly approached Illidan who was sitting there. This succubus dressed boldly and with an extremely hot figure followed the cautious thinking of her companions and never confronted any enemies head-on.

This rare and pleasing creature among the demons shook its tail with a triangular tailbone. She held a rolled up red whip in her hand. The whip was covered with ferocious barbs. It was a terrifying thing. This high-level succubus who wanted to sneak attack on Illidan could cut off the head of a paladin in an instant as long as he swung this whip.

Uh, of course, a young lady with a bold and unrestrained lifestyle like a succubus occasionally uses this thing to play some more "unique" tricks.

She is a demon who came to Azeroth for the first time. The succubus who doesn't have this name doesn't know what kind of monsters can be bred in this world. She looked at the blind night elf who looked very tired in front of her. She saw Seeing the fel magic pattern on Illidan's body, she guessed that this should be a warrior who used demon power to fight.

As we all know, evil energy can seriously interfere with the mind of mortals. Excessive exposure to evil energy can easily turn a wise person into a lunatic, and succubi like such delirious opponents the most, which means that the charm spell they are good at , it is easy to take effect.

But just when she was about to finish chanting the charm spell and cast the magic on the blind man in front of her, a deep vibration came from the mountain not far away, like an earthquake, interrupting the spellcasting of the succubus and causing the Illidan raised his head, and the next moment, dark green flames burned on Illidan's body. In an instant, the demon hunter completed his demon transformation.

"swish"

The Warblade of Azzinoth swayed a sharp blade of light in the air, and with a scream like killing a chicken, the head of the charming succubus sister, distorted by fear, fell at Illidan's feet. The hunter didn't even take a second look at her headless corpse, turned around and rushed towards the mountain not far away at an extremely fast speed, where he sensed the eruption of the power of fel energy, where... there was a powerful tall super demon!

And it has aroused Illidan's interest!

As for the soul of the succubus lady... well, Illidan doesn't like such a weak soul, but the Warglaive of Azzinoth does not dislike it. This warglaive from the world of Aldrachi, and Tyrion Like the apocalypse in his hand, he became powerful by devouring the soul.

Legion Hunter Lord Targath is in a very miserable state now. His Fel Hammer has crashed into the lake in the Borean Tundra Col. This huge demon starship has been loaded into the icy water, and the void engine is probably finished. Yes, the eredar demons who followed him to Azeroth in the starship almost died under the pursuit of those rock knights.

Lord Talgath managed to get rid of those two death lords, and now he is limping trying to get out of this bloody place...

"Azeroth, this bloody world! Never come again!"

While touching the blood on his face, the legion hunter threw aside his helmet that was smashed by the power hammer. He clenched the hunting swords in his hands, intending to leave this mountain col, and then look for an opportunity to open the road leading to the Demon Star. Marton's portal, completely leave this damned world.

As for Velen and Lakish... I can't care so much now.

And just as Lord Talgas turned over a hillside, a sharp roar came from the sky. Lord Talgas raised his head, and saw a strange-looking demon holding two dark green war blades, Like a preying hawk, it roared down from the sky towards him.

"Bang, bang"

The legion hunter swung his two swords, barely blocking the sweep of the war blade in Illidan's hand, but the next moment, Illidan's figure was like a floating shadow, with Lord Talgath as the center, swaying wildly in all directions , At this moment, Illidan, who was chasing at high speed, pulled out several afterimages in the air, and the blade of Azzinoth in his hand also left a mark on the body of Lord Talgath as the blade roared. More than a dozen knife wounds with bone deep visible.

This is a unique skill called blade dance, which can only be used by unique hunters like demon hunters who have the power of demons and the agility of elves.

"Look straight in the eyes of the stalker!"

"crash"

The demon's wings behind Illidan spread out violently, suspending his body in mid-air. The scorching dark green fel energy shot out from his blind eyes in the form of scorching flames, like two long light prisms. Like a sword, it left a terrible burn on the chest of the screaming and retreating Lord Targath. This heavy blow made Lord Targath's hope of escaping from this place even more elusive.

The demon hunter who suddenly appeared in front of him was no weaker than the two death stars behind him... even stronger.

After this, there were pursuers, and there were interceptions in front. Lord Talgath, who traversed the star sea, suddenly realized that today, he might really be doomed.

"Yo, it's Lord Illidan!"

When Illidan held the Warglaive of Azzinoth in his hand and was about to strike the Lord Targath in front of him for the final blow, a hoarse voice sounded from the bottom of the hillside, making the double blades in the hands of the demon hunter switch between them. He changed the direction and let the Lord Targath who fell on the ground escape. The latter saw Illidan confronting the Death Lord Yrel who was chasing him, and he wanted to escape with his body moving.

But Illidan flicked his left hand, and the sharp off-hand war blade in his hand pierced Targath's abdomen. The lingering power of fel energy on the blade nailed the weak high-ranking demon to the ground. .

"Undead! Dark Blade Undead!"

Illidan couldn't see Yrel's appearance, but he could feel the cold power flowing from Yrel's body. Because of what happened to Malfurion, Illidan didn't have any affection for the undead, but this time, he didn't start from The death lord in front of him felt hostility.

"What are you guys doing here? Is it to kill demons?"

Yrel, who was riding on the Nightmare Beast, looked at Illidan in front of her, and then at Targath, who was about to be killed by Illidan. A trace of regret flashed in the death lord's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. She did not Ignoring Illidan's questioning, he said generously:

"Okay, that prey is yours!"

"In addition, there is a ship over there, it is this devil's ship, and it belongs to you."

Yrel pointed to the Fel Hammer that fell in the col behind her, and she said to Illidan with some boredom:

"Boss said, that's a reward for you!"

"Well, Tyrion?"

Illidan didn't get angry because of the almost humiliating tone. On the contrary, he thought for a moment, and then asked seriously:

"Reward for what? I don't think I did anything that would make him happy..."

"No no no, you did a perfect job!"

Yrel laughed, she pulled the rein of the horse, turned and disappeared on the hillside:

"The boss said, in this drama, you performed your role perfectly, and you did a very good job, so he rewarded you generously...and the things you will do later, you also need a boat that can A spaceship sailing among the stars."

"In short, you and your Illidari have to work hard! The boss is very optimistic about you."

"Watching off" Yrel to leave, Illidan did not show any other emotions, he seemed to accept Tyrion's "reward" calmly, even though Tyrion had killed his brother in front of him , but now, it's not time for revenge... not yet.

"Well, a spaceship."

Illidan turned over and pulled out the warblade stuck in Lord Talgath's abdomen. After Talgath yelled a who knows what roar, Illidan's moonblade with his hands intertwined simply cut off the tall man. He took Targath's soul out of his body and listened softly to his ear. After a while, Illidan nodded in satisfaction:

"The Fel Hammer? Good...sounds imposing."

"Well, then it belongs to me. From today on, the Hammer of Fel Energy will be the base camp of the Illidari!"

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"Zera, the Mother of Light, may have...already fallen."

On the city wall of Shatar City, seeing the demon gate below being confused due to the loss of command of the fleet, the prophet Velen, who had been insisting on staying here, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back at the city behind him, Shatar Because of the devil's attack, the city of Er was full of flames and smoke everywhere. It looked miserable, but fortunately, before the arrival of the devil, the civilians in the city were evacuated to the shelter.

For the Draenei people who are in trouble, as long as people are still there, there is still hope for everything. If the city is destroyed, it can be rebuilt. If people are gone, there will be nothing.

"Ah, it's over, it's finally over."

The Prophet's mind was a little tired, and he forced himself to put aside the matter of Zela, the Mother of Light. After all, Velen was close to the naaru of Adal's faction. Although he also respected Zela, the Mother of Light, Ra and the Legion of the Holy Light, but it's just respect. In the profession of prophets, Velen is considered the best, but since arriving in Azeroth, Velen has learned not to blindly follow after several major events. destiny.

And Zela...Zera is a naaru who believes in destiny.

Sometimes, that's a good thing, but more often than not, it can lead to some not-so-good things.

"Prophet! Prophet!"

An urgent call awakened Velen from his contemplation. The prophet turned his head and saw the panting Grand Vindicator Velhari who jumped down from behind the Griffin. The face of this brave female Vindicator was covered with dust and blood. She looked very embarrassed, and there was a look of panic in her eyes. It was obvious that something very important had happened.

"Don't worry, Vindicator, speak slowly."

The Prophet said to Vihari:

"What the hell happened?"

The Vihari garrison officer grabbed the Prophet's wrist, lowered his voice, and said anxiously:

"Volos! The city's naaru, Volos, have been raided by an army of demons! Our naaru needs help, it's in dire condition!"

"What?"

Velen's expression immediately became serious. Unlike Zela, Volos is an old friend who has been fleeing with the Draenei among the stars for 25,000 years. It has rescued the Draenei several times in critical situations. It is almost a part of the Draenei, and the seat of Naaru where Volos is located is connected to the defense center of the entire city. Once there falls, it means that the Holy Light Knot of Shatar City The world will be completely released!

"Defender, go and summon the Chosen of the Holy Light immediately!"

The Prophet said to the Velhari Vindicator:

"Don't alarm the others! Our people need good news right now...we're going to keep this matter low-key..."

"Of course! Prophet!"

The Velhari Vindicator turned and rushed towards the Griffin, but where the Prophet didn't see, a sharp cold light flashed in Velhari's eyes.

"I can understand, and I know what to do."