Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Turalyon and Alleria were not scolded or scorned by others for their behavior of spreading dog food on the battlefield. After all, they had just escaped from the dark wrath of the great demon, and no one would do it here. Sometimes he provokes a ranger general who can shoot an arrow through any head without opening his eyes.

Furthermore, the scene where the old prophet desperately rushed towards the erupting Darkness of a Thousand Souls is still in everyone's memory. As long as everyone who survived this time could still move, they all rushed towards it in disgrace and were flattened and exploded. The battlefield wanted to save the old prophet.

But what they saw after they passed through the battlefield filled with light and darkness left everyone stunned.

The good news is that the old prophet is fine, but a tragic wound was opened on his forehead, blood is spurting out, and he looks very miserable.

The bad news is that the Deceiver is not dead either, and is currently in Velen's arms.

Well.

Uh-huh

What can I say about this scene?

Although everyone wanted to stab Kil'jaeden to death and end this scourge of the stars, after hearing the deceiver's angry speech and the old prophet's heartfelt confession at the last moment, anyone with any brains can Understand the extremely complicated grudges and resentments between these former brothers.

Some emotional female warriors and priests even shed tears on the spot

Although the evil fraudster has been tirelessly trying to kill them, this does not prevent the ladies from feeling touched by this forbidden relationship.

I would destroy the entire universe for you.

Oh my god.

What a fierce and touching manly love.

"Go away, everyone!"

A group of die-hard Draenei followers who followed Velen across the stars and returned to their hometown more than 20,000 years ago immediately began to chase them away when they saw this embarrassing scene.

They drove away the soldiers who wanted to watch the fun.

They obviously don't intend to publicize the private grudges of their racial leaders to the whole world. This is not a glorious and glorious thing. Furthermore, Kil'jaeden's current situation is already dead.

Even if Velen lets it go, given that it is so weak that it can't even stand up, Sargeras can send any demon lord to harvest the deceiver's soul.

There is no suspense in this battle.

Just think of it as having endured 25,000 years of pressure for the sake of the old prophet, and give the brothers a little time to say goodbye.

"He gave up on me hahaha, cough cough"

The Deceiver coughed hard. It seemed that it could no longer see the surrounding scene, and its burning eyes dimmed at this time, as if it was blind.

It lay in a pit of broken earth covered with blood, its head held in Velen's arms in a loving gesture.

It said hoarsely:

"He is still the same as before, knowing when to manipulate power to bring the most painful death to a traitor. He is watching everything happening here, Velen.

None of us can escape His gaze.

Just like a cold chess player who doesn't care what the pieces on the chessboard think, he will only coldly complete the exchange of pieces again and again to achieve his victory.

Run away.

Aggramar is back, Argus is about to be born, the Dark Pantheon will rise today, you are finished, and I am finished.

All of these will be His sacrifices for the Dark Ages.

You, me, the eredar, the draenei, Azeroth, everything is hopeless. "

"Blackshaw and I talked before the war started."

Velen looked at the evil brother in front of him who was so weak that he could only breathe with a complex and regretful look. His hand touched Kil'jaeden's forehead covered with fel herpes and spikes.

He whispered:

"The black prophet of Azeroth told me that he guessed that you have been using various means to delay the birth of the Annihilator. Mykare's Lula, Krokuun's Broken Ones, and your support for the Destroyer Demon Advice from the elder witches.

You've seen Sargeras' ruthlessness very early on, and you've been preparing secretly, right? You and them have never been of the same mind. You know you will be abandoned, so why are you so stubborn in spreading destruction?

you know.

As long as you send a letter"

"Because I hate you, Viren! Stop being so ridiculous, like a kid who believes in fairy tales."

Kil'jaeden coughed hard and said softly:

"You have the Draenei who follow you, and I also have the eredar who follow me. After Argus was sacrificed to the Dark Titan, I was the only one left among my people. Do you really think that Archimonde is always Can a heated brain lead them?

I gotta keep that sucker!

I must create a rift to prevent the eredar from being too united and attracting fear and attacks from other demons.

Our numbers are too few.

Sargeras really knows how to exploit conflict, and I have to be careful so that my people don't suffer catastrophe.

You've never been a good leader, Velen.

You are too naive and cannot understand what qualities a civilization needs to survive, haha, but your ability to make friends is very strong.

I've been jealous of you.

I don’t want to hide all this anymore. I long to be you but I can’t. I have been chasing your shadow in vain. I thought I had surpassed you but only found out at the last moment that you are still the wisest among us. of that.

I have led the Eredar people on a path of no return, and now it is time to pay for the mistakes of the past.

bring it on.

Give me a good time.

It is better to die in your hands than in the hands of the devil.

Be more ruthless, break the bones and spread ashes. Don't leave any soul or kindness behind. Don't let me suffer anymore. "

"I"

Facing Kil'jaeden's request, Velen clenched his fists.

The past grudges and hatreds surged into his heart, and that anger dominated Velen at that moment, allowing him to gather holy light in the palm of his hand.

But the next moment, the prophet's kindness firmly prevailed. He dispersed the light in his hand and imprisoned Kil'jaeden with the chains of holy light.

He said:

"You will be judged, on Draenor, by the people."

"You're crazy!"

The fraudster scolded:

"Sargeras will send an army of destruction for my soul. Don't doubt, he will definitely do that."

"We are already fighting the Burning Legion to death!"

Velen stood up and carried the weak Deceiver towards the cheering crowd. He said:

"In Blake's words, one more reason and one less reason for destruction is not a big problem."

"Sky!"

At this moment, a sharp warning sounded in the crowd, and Imira, the former Archmage of the Holy Light Legion, screamed:

"A demon starship is coming, and the bombing is coming. Take cover quickly!"

The next moment, several Holy Light Barriers were propped up, and the crowd dispersed quickly. Velen, who was holding Kil'jaeden, turned around and saw three demon starships appearing in the sky above Mac'Aree in a leaping posture. .

Including Kil'jaeden's ship, there were four ships, but they did not immediately launch a bombing when they appeared. On the contrary, in the flash of the teleportation beam, an eredar demon in military uniform appeared holding a white flag. on the battlefield.

"Your Majesty the Prophet!"

The very old Eredar demon general held the white flag high and walked forward under the astonished gaze of a group of anti-demon coalition warriors. It did not wear any weapons, but shouted to Velen:

"Do you remember me?"

"General Elodus, of course, I remember."

Velen felt something was wrong. He looked at the commander in front of him who once commanded the fleet in the Golden Age of Argus and said:

"That's what you came here for"

"I'm here to take our leader away."

General Elodus didn't waste any time. He pointed at the humiliated fraudster in Valenti's hands and said:

"The Eredar have separated from the order of battle of the Burning Legion. In the name of the Council of Commanders, I have sent messages to the Eredar in various star fields.

Those who are willing to follow us and break away from the Legion will embark on a great escape against the clock.

At present, this order has been responded to by several eredar organizations, but we need someone with supreme wisdom and sufficient prestige to guide and lead us to complete the great escape.

If you are unwilling to accept this responsibility, please return Lord Kil'jaeden to us. We need our eredar king to lead us, just as we have for the past twenty-five thousand years. "

"In your dreams!"

Archmage Imira rushed forward, drew a dagger and put it against Kil'jaeden's neck, shouting to General Elodus:

"You have aided the evil deeds and brought chaos to the stars over the past tens of thousands of years. You have caused countless deaths and destructions, and now you want us to give up on the reckoning of the culprits with just one sentence?

You must have thought this too well! "

"Yeah, we never forget what we did in the past."

General Elodus did not become angry because of Imira's scolding. On the contrary, he said in a manner that was so peaceful that he did not look like a devil:

"So, we will spend the rest of our lives in near-eternal exile and fight with demons to pay for our sins. Sargeras will never tolerate traitors, and our escape will be filled with the tragedy of massacre and sacrifice.

We may all die out in less than a year, or the end of this destruction may be stretched out to thousands or tens of thousands of years.

The cruelty of this torture was enough to alert all eredar.

Also, little girl, let me remind you. "

The veteran general commanding the parliament raised the white flag in his hand.

The four starships in the sky behind it all opened their bomb bays, and the dark green fel bombs made the warriors below who were tired after several battles noisy.

General Elodus whispered:

“Just because I’m coming with a white flag doesn’t mean I’m coming to surrender.

Leave the Deceiver to us and we can say goodbye in peace, and if you insist on taking his life here to destroy our hopes, then we don't mind dying with you before the end comes.

Perhaps Sargeras will forgive our little betrayal. "

"Okay, Imira."

Viren didn't hesitate much.

He reached out and pressed down the dagger in Imira's hand. He glanced at Kil'jaeden who said nothing, and waved the Deceiver to the demon general in front of him.

The moment he was caught in the hands of General Elodus, Kil'jaeden struggled and shouted:

"No! I won't accept such humiliation! Kill me, Velen! You coward! Don't think I don't know what you are thinking! You just want me to taste your twenty-five thousand years of experience

enough! "

"Ha ha ha ha"

The old prophet raised his head and laughed. He could no longer hide the joy in his heart. He shouted with a victor's attitude:

"That's right, Kil'jaeden, I want you to experience my experience of escaping from Argus with the draenei!

I want you to experience the pain of being chased and killed among the stars for twenty-five thousand years, and I want you to become a leader of the exiles like me.

I want you to accept this punishment!

This is the punishment you deserve!

die?

Haha, in my experience, death seems so kind in the face of such an ending.

These are your people, the fraudsters.

Like me, you have to lead them to escape the attacks of crazy demons in the stars, and inspire their courage after failure after failure until you finally find a world willing to accept you.

From being an abuser to becoming a weakling, this is the best punishment for an abuser.

Go ahead.

Begin your exile, eredar, and may you also find your destination among the stars. Oh, by the way, this is for you, my brother. "

Velen took out the staff of the Redeemer that had betrayed him for more than 20,000 years from his bag, and stuffed the beautiful staff with red tassels into Kil'jaeden's weak paws.

He patted Kil'jaeden on the shoulder encouragingly and said:

"It's called 'The Redeemer.' I hope you can find your own salvation for yourself and your people."

"Don't come to Azeroth!"

Behind the old prophet, Grand Knight Turalyon, who was supported by Alleria, shouted:

"Our world is already crowded enough to accommodate a group of miserable exiles who betrayed the devil, but if you really can't survive among the stars, we can also provide you with a sewer to live in a very humane way.

As long as the outright fraud can lower his head. "

"You will regret it!"

The Deceiver was supported by General Elodus and walked towards his starship. It was completely blind and turned back and shouted:

"Villen, you will regret it! Things between us are not over yet. Both you and I can live for a long time. Just wait patiently. One day my shadow will shine on you again."

"up to you."

Velen held the Staff of Ture and said to Kil'jaeden with a smile:

"When we meet again, I will be grateful to you for diverting some of the demonic pursuit for us, Kil'jaeden, and I will look forward to our reunion among the stars.

But before you leave, do you need me, an experienced exile, to give you a reminder? "

"No need! I see all your stupidity, your pedantry, and your failures."

The Deceiver coughed and stepped into the fel beam. It said:

"I will not become the next you, nor will the eredar become the draenei. I will prove that I am better than you, Velen. Run away, leave Argus.

It's hopeless here.

But you can leave with MacKaele. I kept this land as a cemetery for me or you, but now it's just money to buy your life.

I don't owe you idiots any favors. "

Before its figure was engulfed by the beam, the Deceiver threw a strange talisman, which Velen caught in his hand. Once activated, this talisman could create a fracture singularity and permanently remove Mac'Aree from the broken continental shelf of Argus. separated.

Clearly, the fraudsters were well prepared.

"Are we just going to let it go? Prophet."

Imila held the dagger and said in a helpless tone:

"Your actions will expose you to criticism."

"No, Imira, the enemy's life or death does not matter. It has failed. It has betrayed the Burning Legion and has no choice but to go into exile."

Velen shook his head, looked in the direction of the Antolan Wasteland, and said:

"But the lives of our fellow travelers are important. Rather than fighting to the death with the eredar here just to take Kil'jaeden's life, I care more about the future of those warriors.

Lord Eonar's Tree of Life needs to take root in order to better protect the Titans' cosmic souls. Mac'Aree, who has not been infected by evil energy, is very suitable, isn't it?

Let's go.

We go to help our companions.

They need us more than ever. "

After speaking, Velen raised his hand to activate the spell left by Kil'jaeden. In the next moment, amidst the explosions underground in the entire land of Mac'Aree, the emergence of a fracture singularity caused the broken land and the broken continental shelf of Argus to appear. The connection is completely disconnected.

It became a huge floating island continent, began to rise away from the main body of the world and rose into the stars, and floated towards the Antolan Wasteland due to the remaining gravity of Argus.

While the broken continent was rising, the red stream of light in the distant sky had crossed the sky like a meteorite and landed on the battlefield in the Antolan Wasteland.

That's Aggramar.

He finally came back before everything ended, and he wanted to single-handedly reverse the decline and defeat of the Burning Legion on various battlefields.

More importantly, He wanted to stop what Black, the Thousand Tongue Demon, was advancing.

The Dark Pantheon must be born today!

For the cause of Sargeras!