Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Illidan's murderous intent cannot be concealed.

Even when he was killing demons, the killing intent in him rarely burst out to such a sharp level.

This means that Blake has indeed stepped into the most taboo corner in the heart of the great demon hunter, and has made a sideways jump on Illidan's bottom line.

However, when Illidan wielded the Supreme Blade and prepared to kill this tongue-tied bastard, Black ran away with Little Star in advance.

The demon with a thousand tongues wants to run away, who can stop him?

Before he ran away, he did not forget to take his own special edition of the Blade of Azzinoth, Power of the Moon from the stunned Malfurion, and disappeared in the shadows with a weird and evil laugh.

Only three people were left with a strange atmosphere.

"Don't listen to his nonsense! I didn't leave any last words."

Illidan turned his back to his brother and sister-in-law, and said in an awkward tone:

"You know me. Even if a man like me is really facing death, he will never be so weak as to talk about me to others."

"Illidan, that's enough!"

Malfurion's voice interrupted his bratty brother's arrogant speech.

He quickly stepped forward and said to Illidan:

"When I learned of your death, I was devastated. I'm sorry, I have never realized how important you are to me as you are today. My brother, I'm sorry that I chose to stay in the forest when you needed me most. .

The teachings of life clouded my eyes.

I gave too much tolerance to others, but left the harshest side to you.

It shouldn't be like this.

Although Blake made a malicious joke, I believe that everything he did today was not malicious. He at least made me understand one thing.

That is, it is time for our differences to end.

It should have ended more than 10,000 years ago, but we have delayed it until now.

I am only grateful and grateful that fate has given us this opportunity, allowing me to tell you these words personally, come back, Illidan, come back.

This home is incomplete without you. "

"No!"

The Great Demon Hunter, who always appeared as a tough guy, decisively rejected Malfurion's words. He almost gritted his teeth and said:

"The path between you and me has long been drifting apart. Malfurion, look at what I look like now. Isn't this the posture of a fallen person that you hate the most?

I chose this path myself. I never blamed anyone. You don't have to feel guilty about it. It was all my choice.

You just need to enjoy your life.”

"Shut up! You selfish guy!"

Tyrande, who had been silent until now, finally broke out.

The Moon Priest wiped her eyes, raised her head, looked at Illidan with complex eyes, and shouted as if she lost control:

"Do you really think that if you choose to leave, Malfurion and I will be able to live our lives in peace and contentment? We have been together for less than a month in the ten thousand years since you left.

Your brother hid in his dreams with guilt, while I prayed to my gods in the temple day after day.

In front of outsiders, we are a model couple who share the same mind, but only we know that although our relationship is still strong, our marriage has long been in vain.

It's all because of you!

Illidan, the three of us grew up together. We are inseparable. Without you, it is like missing a piece of my heart. Yes, I admit, there was a time when I hated what you did.

But that's not because your behavior violates our morals, it's just...disappointment.

Disappointment in me, disappointment in you.

I don't want to face all this, but that vicious pirate forced me to face my heart, so I will tell you everything today, Illidan!

You can't be selfish and think that it's good for us, so you have to bear everything on yourself, and you can't be selfish and exile yourself from the world if you want to help us!

You know that as long as you apologize to Maiev and the tribe during your ten thousand years of imprisonment, we will forgive you, but you would rather survive the long imprisonment alone than meet us.

You were our hero.

Although the tribesmen cannot accept your behavior, elves are never an ungrateful race. "

Tyrande had never been so excited as she was today. She clenched her fists, trembled, and said proactively:

"I know that there are some embarrassing emotional problems between us, but they are not irreconcilable. Do you really think that I am an unfeeling person and that I really have no feelings for you at all?

no.

Even if there is no more love.

But what about friendship and family ties?

It’s not that I’m unwilling to face this, and it’s not that your brother is secretly obstructing it. He wants you to return to this family more than anyone else, but you!

It was you who took the initiative to close the door to communication.

You are immersed in the self-movement of sacrificing yourself to help us, but you don't realize that you are only hurting us by closing your own heart.

Illidan!

enough!

Right here, right now, say whatever you want to say! No matter how embarrassing it is, I will listen to it and say it! Look at it and say it. "

Tyrande raised the dried yellow flowers in her hand and said like a prayer:

"Stop resisting our expectations of you, Illidan. Just like your brother said, come back. We need you to be complete."

"younger brother!"

Malfurion reached out and held Illidan's trembling hand. He said to the great demon hunter in front of him who had been completely demonized and could no longer recognize the elf's appearance:

"We can go back to the past. As long as you no longer choose to self-exile, no matter what the clansmen think, we will accept you and your followers again.

In this era, no one will think that they are deviant. You can become the heroes of your tribe, just like humans will praise the feats of the uncrowned.

You can serve the light by walking in darkness. "

"I, I. I refuse!"

Illidan shook Malfurion's hand away.

He felt that even if he could kill countless demons with his own hands, he would not be able to face this scene. He felt that his aloof and cold mind was melting.

he knows.

As long as you look back, you will be finished.

He could no longer run around the dark wilderness of hunting without any worries as before. He knew that he had fallen into a fatal trap set by a vicious hunter named Black Shaw.

It's like falling into a quagmire. The more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

He can't do this.

He must once again become the fearless Illidan Stormrage.

Only that kind of demon hunter can make demons feel scared. A demon hunter with warmth in his heart cannot defeat any enemy or save any tragedy.

Oneself must become a ball of fire, oneself must become a piece of ice.

He gritted his teeth and strode towards the door amidst Malfurion's sighs and Tyrande's cries. However, the door opened at this moment. Maiev Shadowsong was wearing the Warden armor and holding the Thorn Blade. Standing in the doorway with your back to him.

Standing beside the warden were a dozen heavily armed elite watchers, blocking Illidan's path.

"Where are you going? My prisoner."

Maiev said in a cold tone:

"Are you ready to return to your dark prison?"

"bass"

The Supreme Blade was pulled out, and Illidan, who was in a bad mood, tried to break out, but in the next moment, Malfurion and Tyrande's hands grabbed his wrists from left to right.

Obviously he could break free, but Illidan lowered his head helplessly at this moment.

"Hey, miserable prisoner."

Maiev shook her head when she saw this scene, and the warden lady waved her hand, and she left here with her wardens in a chic manner.

she says:

"My long hunt is finally over. Prisoner Illidan Stormrage, you will be handed over to the custody of two other honorary wardens. I will no longer be responsible for you, the thorn in your side.

If you cause any disgusting things in the future, I will go straight to their trouble.

For their sake.

Instead of hunting demons, you'd better settle down. "

"Hey, Maiev!"

When Maiev left, Illidan suddenly said:

"Go and see him. He turned himself into a monster for you. He is going to do terrible things in Argus, which are definitely things that you and others would never dare to think about.

It's an act that can't even be described as crazy, it's almost like committing suicide. "

"Well, I was just about to go."

Maiev said with a disgusted tone:

"If it weren't for you, I would have been by his side."

Watching the warden lady leave, Illidan Stormrage felt the "shackles" on his wrists. He was silent for several seconds and said to the two people beside him:

"All right."

"We really need to talk."

——

"What a nasty guy!"

At the Wall of Krokuun, a remote mountain wall overlooking the entire Krokuun that was the original base camp of the Krokuun Breakers, Blake was leaning under a fossilized tree, as if having a picnic in front of him. There is a piece of cloth.

It was filled with wine and food, as well as a freshly baked cake made from goat's milk.

The little fish man was sitting next to him eating with his mouth full of oil. Bighorn and Frostclaw were lying next to their master and taking a nap. Black was holding a pipe in his mouth and looking in the direction of the Annihelan molten pool, and he kept complaining.

Like a completely resentful woman.

He said:

“That bastard will one day be thankful for what I did for him today.

If he still had any conscience, he should have taken the Illidari across the demonic worlds in the stars and dedicated all the treasures they collected to me.

Alas, what a pity.

It’s still a little bit worse.”

Blake blew out a hot smoke ring, picked up the bottle with some irritability, took a swig, and said:

"I'm just on the verge of completely breaking Tyrande's defenses, allowing the Moon Priest to boldly try an open family life under my guidance.

I have touched the deepest hidden soft corner of her heart.

As long as she feels the suffocating feeling of guilt, with her desire for atonement as a priest and clergyman, she will definitely be willing to try any crazy act that can alleviate the feeling of guilt.

She would send herself to Illidan's bed in a act of self-sacrifice.

Yes

It's not difficult at all.

It may take some time to convince Malfurion, but I believe I can do it within two hours.

Shameful old man Wei Lun just doesn't like others!

He must have been the one who tipped off the news, these prophets are the most annoying! "

"You know that as a clergyman I should have thrust a dagger through your heart and slit your throat when I heard of these evil plans."

Maiev's faint voice sounded from behind the pirate, and the warden lady whispered:

"You are so capable. Even in the War of the Ancients, I have never seen Tyrande cry like that. You have turned her into a sentimental person."

"what is this?"

The pirate snorted proudly, waved his hand and said:

"Have I not turned a cold warden lady into a blind person who willingly succumbs to love? I don't believe that Tyrande will be more difficult to deal with than you."

In the next moment, Maiev's arms stretched out from behind, grabbing the pirate's collar and lifting him up from where he was. The warden stared into the pirate's eyes.

She saw something dark beneath the body, which made Maiev's lips tremble.

She faced Blake, who was only relying on his arms to support his body, making himself as loose as soft noodles. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Why?"

"It was just an accident. I can explain it. It wasn't what I expected."

The pirate shrugged and said:

"Fate is always full of malice towards me. It doesn't want to see me well, just like an annoying bastard."

"So, you and Illidan think it's good for his brother and Tyrande, so you fall into self-motivated sacrifice?"

Maiev said unceremoniously:

"You also want to tell me that all this is your own choice, so that I don't have to have any psychological pressure? When will you arrogant men understand that the 'happiness' we get by hurting you will only make us feel To the pain!

enough!

You're the same asshole like him! The same offal! "

"Have no idea."

Blake stretched out his hand, wiped Maiev's eyes, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Who told you beautiful girls to always fall in love with bad men full of bad intentions? This is indeed an accident, but I am grateful for this accident, even if there is only one in a thousand chance.

I'm going to try it too.

You will say that we have agreed to say goodbye with a smile, but just because I promise you doesn't mean I can accept it.

You have to understand.

As a greedy guy, I don't want the treasures I own to be taken away, which would make me very unhappy. "

"Who is your treasure?"

Maiev unhappily let go of his hands, letting Black fall to the ground, but the latter spun his body bonelessly like a snake, wrapping around Maiev. He raised his fingers frivolously and lifted Maiev's chin, saying :

"Who else could it be? It just so happens that no one else is here, so why not us."

Before the pirate finished speaking, the warden lady hugged his head and bit his lips fiercely. The two of them hugged each other in such a strange posture, embracing each other in this world full of destruction and doomsday. .

Unfortunately, before they could proceed to the next step, they sensed a wormhole opening directly in the dim evil clouds above Krokuun, and then a giant tree shining with green light fell from the sky.

The gentle light was like a ray of light falling from the darkness shrouded by clouds, shining on the devastated land below.

And the giant tree that almost completely covered the golden spaceship stood in the light, projecting like a miracle onto the smoke-filled Krokuon battlefield.

The Titan Soul was stretching its consciousness, and its warm and majestic aura made the pirates avoid it. He and Little Star swooped behind Maiev, whose armor had been removed, as usual.

He put his arms around the perfect waist of his wife, the warden, and complained:

"This hot life force is so annoying, it's almost as uncomfortable as having acid thrown in your face."

"Yeah?"

Maiev, who was wearing single clothes, picked up her armor from the ground. She moved her body and hair in the energy projected by the Life Titan and said:

"It's very comfortable, why do you feel uncomfortable? Ah, I forgot, you have turned yourself into a monster, you can't enjoy all this beauty.

Now, do you regret it? My Blake. "

"Regret? This word is not in my dictionary."

As Maiev watched in surprise, two weird tentacles sprang out from the ground and clasped her wrists. Behind her, Black whispered in her ear:

"But in order to punish your complacency, I am going to play some new tricks with you and struggle, my treasure. The more you struggle, the more interesting this game will be.

Didn't you tell me that you want to fall with me? "