Stormwind God

Illidan mysteriously pulled out a black scale. The violent breath emanating from the scales immediately reminded the sly and sly king of the black dragon.

"I can easily find Nesario!" Illidan was extremely firm.

Sargeras seemed very happy: "Okay! You will be rewarded as a reward for your loyalty to me ... but it will cost you a little extra ..."

Illidan looked up. His slender face flashed with anxiety for the first time: "My lord Sargeras, it is my great honor to be in Azeroth yourself, I don't need anyone to help me

"Really? But ... I insist on doing this." Sargeras, who grinned, showed his moody mood as the Demon King.

Suddenly, there were two crickets burning with dark green flames flying out of the portal.

The flame was so bright, like two suns bursting out of the darkness at the same time. As Duke tilted his head, he blocked Tyrande's eyes with a shadow. Netherlords also dodge or block.

Only Illidan had nowhere to run, he couldn't escape Sargeras's spells.

The flame drew into his eyes.

One of the weakest organs in the eyeball body, I immediately felt an extremely terrible burning sensation.

"Ah ah ah no" Illidan screamed in pain, his voice spread throughout the hall, and even wandered outside the huge palace.

There are no longer any traces of arrogance on his face, only pain, extreme pain, as if the soul is burning with endless suffering.

Tyrande didn't dare to look, she was terrified, covered her mouth desperately, and subconsciously sought comfort. She pounced on Duke's back, and she thought she would hate the move. Unfortunately, she hid behind Duke, like a close lover.

If Illidan had more room, he would be angry.

It is a pity that he has no time to care about others.

Every being in the hall was surprised to see the flames in Illidan's eyes burn.

Sargeras's terrible power involved Illidan, making him forced to open his arms and his feet off the ground, as if tied to a cross and tortured.

As if in the next moment, this later famous hero will be broken like a match stick.

Illidan's eyeballs were ashes in the first instant, and the flames did not go out. The flames, fueled by evil magic, continued to poke into his eye sockets.

When the flames burned the last bloodshot and granulation in the eye socket, the flame extinguished.

Illidan collapsed on the solid stone floor like a dead dog. Even the pain lingering in his nerves still made him anxious. All the previous arrogance had disappeared.

At this time, Sargeras's voice sounded again: "My faithful slave ..."

Illidan raised his head obediently.

His eyes were gone, and only two empty eye sockets were left on his face, leaving only a few strands of green smoke. Ghosts generally hovered in the eye sockets, neither disappearing slowly nor becoming fiercer.

"From now on, your vision is now my vision, Night Elf. Infernal Affairs doesn't trust you, I agree with him, but now, I think I can start trying to trust you ..."

Illidan was silent, and apparently the huge pain prevented him from staying focused.

But Duke next to him could clearly feel Illidan's hatred.

Capture the hatred of lovers!

Destroy his eyes hate!

Either way is enough for Duke to perish in Illidan's heart.

Sure enough, every gangster-like demon can easily flicker. Even though Sargeras had begun to believe in Duke's plan, he still refused to put all such important matters into the hands of a certain being.

Promote the enmity of the two to ensure that they will never be attentive.

This is the check and balance!

This is the way of the Demon King.

Good intentions!

Good abacus!

If Duke is not a veteran traverser who crosses twice, it is estimated that he will be pitted by the way when the Illidan pit burns the legion.

With regard to the general defense of Dharma, Duke just wanted to say: Hehe! However, this is not very useful.

Time passes day by day.

There are not many accidents, the only thing that can be called an accident is the rebellion of Dasreima * Sunstrider. The grandfather of Kael'thas was very clever. He noticed that while the will of Sargeras could easily come down, the Burning Legion's attitude towards the upper elves had not changed. The last batch of Fel Crystals was just a private gift from a high-ranking lord.

This obviously means that the Burning Legion has never really attached importance to the upper elves.

Dasrema loathed Sartre's disgusting appearance. As a true aristocrat, a wise man with thought, he began to realize that what Queen Azshara was talking about should be a blank check.

He wanted to leave the Azshara camp for a long time, but he did not have the same reputation, until he "unintentionally" found the soul of the great disciple of Cenarius, he was imprisoned in a small soul crystal Here, and there is the side hall where Duke stayed.

Duke is currently busy with the mysterious [Queen's Hammer] plan. Together with the twins, he rarely returns to the side hall.

"The great disciple of Cenarius and the high priest of the goddess of the moon, this would be a good gift." Das Reima thought so, doing so.

As a result, the founding ancestor of the Sunstrider almost gave his life to the city of Azshara.

The dancing girl Sai Lei Jia, who thought she could easily stun, was unexpectedly strong, and it took Das Reima a lot of work to subdue her.

He also thought that he saved Tyrande in the name of righteousness, and the high priest of the moon would immediately follow him, but Tyrande actually screamed and took out a broken magic bow to shoot him. Almost nailed him to the wall.

Fortunately, he still got the soul crystal, which was broken immediately, releasing Malfurion.

Eventually he launched the teleport before the Demon Guard arrived.

Correct! It is a space transmission with a cast time of up to ten seconds.

He found that he couldn't understand what Tyrande was thinking. After he let off Malfurion, Tyrande collapsed into the corner of the side hall. Neither attacked him nor would he follow him.

With no choice, Dasreima had to rush before the space-transporting aristocratic channel in Azshara was closed.

When Duke rushed back, Tyrande rushed into Duke's arms and whispered, "Promise me, end it all as soon as possible. I'm going crazy! Whoever succeeds, come to an end!"

Duke Shen said: "Okay!" R