Matheriton roared in despair, he was falling into the abyss of defeat.
The demons under his command were either killed or saw that the opportunity was wrong, and immediately surrendered and moved into Illidan's camp.
His most powerful and cunning subordinates, Mistress Shahras, with her minions, decisively took refuge in Illidan.
Mistress Sahras is a high-ranking Gandar Demon Priestess who is a high-ranking priest of the Burning Legion.
These demonic priestesses heal the soldiers of the Burning Legion with evil powers and shadows, fanatically spreading faith in the Supreme Master, Sargeras.
The main mother's subordinates are basically the Gandar demon priestess, as well as a large number of succubi.
They are the Grand Stewards of Mathridon, and they are also Praetorian Guard-like characters.
But at this moment, watching the new master Illidan transform into an even more powerful demon, wielding the terrifying pair of blades in her hand and violently beating Matheriton, the Mother of Sahras did not have a trace of anger, but instead did her best to assist the demon hunters under Illidan's command to gather the demon army.
"Look at you, disgusting demons, you are all cold, selfish, and heartless, filthy creatures."
Mavi Shadow sang and danced the round blade in his hand, killing one of the Doomsday Guards who tried to resist, and then looked at the Mother of Sahras mockingly.
Mistress Sahras was not annoyed, smiled and waved her six arms in a seemingly elegant manner.
"Your status is higher than mine, so you can impose any evaluation and opinion on me, the master's kindred."
Mavi sneered disdainfully, then continued to join the fray to assist Illidan.
"It's over, Vengeful Celestials" Behind the watcher, a huge figure shrouded in black mist suddenly appeared, she was like a huge watchman who couldn't see her facial features clearly, and the black fog emitted from her body was also like a materialized tentacle, turning into a small vengeful god around her.
The Eternal Night God Emperor had seen Ma Wei unleash this unique skill of a watcher, and his evaluation was: How to look like evil qi, this demon-like materialized emotion must be inextricably linked to evil qi.
Ma Wei didn't know what evil qi and evil spirits were, but it didn't seem to sound like a good thing.
But she doesn't care much, as long as it's useful, as long as it's practical, that's enough.
Illidan slashed the Abyss Lord's chest hard, then flipped back, the evil rays from his eyes knocking the huge Abyss Lord to the ground, dragging a deep trail backwards.
"I don't need your useless help, with this kind of idle time to help me, it is better to concentrate on collecting those demon troops, which are the foundation of my future life."
"I know that you are not a good thing, first an evil orc, and now a demon, you degenerate" "You stupid woman, I don't bother to explain with your wooden brain" While the two beat Materidon, they did not forget to argue.
In the lower levels of the Dark Temple, the Breakers of Akama and the Ereda Legion of Socresa have divided into two groups, one left and one right, and they are now clearing out the small demons that are resisting, and by the way, most of the demons who are willing to surrender have been gathered.
In the distant Zangar swamp region, Fasqi and his Naga troops captured Panya Lake and the surrounding area.
They were to build a large reservoir at the bottom of the lake to supply Illidan's army.
Because history was changed by Hu Feng, Fasqi joined Illidan before he left, completing the mission and mission given to her by Hu Feng 10,000 years ago.
For the past 10,000 years, Fasqi has been thinking about his queen Ishara.
The faithful chief lady-in-waiting eagerly awaited the day when the Azeroth coalition would attack the Outlands, and she would be able to regain her elven form and continue to serve Queen Azhara.
Teroka Forest, Shattrath City.
The former city of Draenei is in ruins, but it wasn't long ago that a mysterious group of outsiders re-inhabited the city, renovated it, and put it back into use.
Now, on the top of the hemispherical building in the center of the city, a thick pillar of holy light soared into the sky, lingering for a long time.
Khadgar stood excitedly in the hemispherical hall, looking at the giant one floating in front of him that radiated the light of the Holy Light...
Tangram.
"The Scouts have sent word that it's Illidan Fury, and they're the Night Elves of our world of Azeroth, and they're here too."
A pleasant sound soothed Khadgar's nerves, and Naru's whispers echoed in his head.
"Illidan ...
There's something strange about this elf ...
Although he wielded the power of darkness, I had a vague sense that he seemed to have a very sacred mission. ” "He seems to be ...
Children of Light and Darkness" Khadgar looked at Naruadar with a puzzled expression, what was that Child of Light and Darkness "But fate is still very vague, continue to wait, wait and see, no contact, no hostility...
We just have to wait.
"Adar's body is made up of several swirling pieces of floating white metal.
As soon as you get close to him, you can hear a burst of pleasant, music-like sounds.
"Tulayan should have arrived at the Legion of Light by now, and if it is determined that Illidan is the Child of Light and Darkness, then they will have a powerful boost, or even a leader, in their fight against the Burning Legion."
Khadgar didn't understand, but he also heard that this child of light and darkness seemed to be a very important mission.
But as Adar said, it's not certain yet, and it still needs to wait.
Hellfire Peninsula, Fort Glory.
The fort was built by the Lordaeron soldiers who had come to this world with Tulayan, unaware that their country had fallen.
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They still hold on, waiting for the Dark Portal to open again, for the armies of Azeroth.
Waiting ...
Return to your hometown.
Not far from here, there are several Burning Legion camps, and they never stop attacking any life that is not part of the Burning Legion, destroying any hope.
But lately, it seems that they have suddenly stopped, as if they are planning some big conspiracy.
Universe, the planet Argus.
A Burning Legion's space fleet is gearing up and ready to set off.
The Morgar Demon Engineers are screaming for the final touches.
These unholy warships resemble dark green swords with hilts, with sharp bows that grow wider and wider as they go.
The tail is a circular opening like three spouts, and two small spikes extend from either side of the tail.
They are about to go on an expedition to the Outlands.
The portals in several forge camps in the Outlands are no longer sufficient to conquer the shattered world, especially as the resistance has become more and more numerous lately.
So Kilgardan decided to crush the realm with a large army and crush those who dared to resist, by the way...
Destroy the dark portal that would lead to the world of Azeroth.
He decided not to provoke the world of Azeroth until the Lord of Sargeras returned.
Although large fleets go on expeditions, it takes a long time to drive all the way to the outer realms, and they have to jump carefully to avoid the terrifying cosmic turbulence.
But it's much faster than the portal teleporting in small batches.
The tactics of adding fuel will not achieve substantial results at all.
The burning fleet left the spaceship base on the planet Argus and began to set out in a majestic manner, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
Maybe in a few years, or even longer.
A burning expedition will descend on the Outlands.
But it doesn't matter, a few years is a snap of a finger for a demon.
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