The dark black blade on the black dragon's back was like a banner, and it trembled violently, as if it was about to return to its master's hand, but it was stuck in the keel and couldn't move. No matter how huge the Aeginos Blade becomes www.biquge.info it doesn't change its essence, it's just a pseudo-artifact that has been stripped of its origin.

The black dragon crashed to the ground halfway through the flight, smashing over a large area of the camp tent, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

The evil spirit Illidan had a smug smile on his face, forgetting to withdraw his weapon and the huge scar on his chest.

The demigods' life force is extremely strong, and even in this plane, they are very difficult to kill.

Around the wound formed by the dragon's claws, the flesh began to wriggle, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Through the gap, you can still see the beating heart that is gradually healing, proving that this demigod was almost hit hard by the legend and counterattacked!

"Idiot!"

Ling Qi defined his new servant in this way, and was even more sure that this elf was only worth his gray soul.

Ghost Rider is a brand new class, and maybe it is exclusive, except for the case of Illidan, others can't copy it at all, but this doesn't mean that this profession is incomparably rebellious and can kill enemies beyond the level, but its side skills are really good, no worse than the Death Knight.

However, there is no invincible profession in this world at all, only invincible professions, this sentence is biased, but it also makes sense.

No matter how good the skill is, it depends on who uses it.

The limited invincibility of the paladins allows them to stabilize the knights of the same level, and they can occasionally skip the level to challenge, but if they want to resist divine punishment with this, they are stupid.

Illidan's gigantic skill similar to the Law of Heaven and Earth is indeed very useful, it can improve the combat effectiveness of a small level, it should not be underestimated, and it is the trump card of counterattack.

However, this is not the Dharma Heaven and Earth after all, it is just a castrated version of the Dharma Phase, and it cannot make the peak demigod instantly possess the power of the true god and change his essence.

The gap between the median demigod and the lower demigod is not as big as the essence of sublimation, and all the flexibility advantages can be sacrificed for this. Unless you can also have the strength and physique to match the enormity, such as the law of heaven and earth, you shouldn't take this as a killer weapon to sweep the battlefield, otherwise the corpse full of sharp arrows is the final outcome.

Originally, with the "solid void" of the evil spirit death rider, the strength of the next demigod, the superior speed advantage, and the clearing ability of the demon flame, even if he did not activate the transformation skill that seemed to be very popular, Illidan could definitely sweep the whole field, and he was not afraid of being "sneak attacked" by the dragon, and he was not afraid of being surrounded by fire!

Illidan didn't seem to think so, enjoying the screams and horror of his enemies, and completely unminding the fact that he had been mortally injured by a mere legendary dragon.

It wasn't long before the elves began to enter the battlefield, and they were no further away than the Northern Alliance warrior camp, but by the time they entered the battlefield, they already had a basic formation, proving that the slight delay was definitely worth it.

It's just that these elves, even though they have extremely high qualities, hesitated to attack the familiar and arrogant "betrayer" directly after intervening on the battlefield.

Either way, Illidan is Malfurion's own brother and a former Night Elf hero.

Malfurion had already heard Illidan's roar, and in fact, when Illidan had just entered the camp, Malfurion's "scouting eyes" around the camp had already spotted the uninvited guest.

At that time, Malfurion wanted to stop his crazy brother. Of course, he only had disappointment and regret in his heart, and there was not much shame or murderous intent. He just felt that Illidan was even more radical than he was 10,000 years ago, and it was not consistent with the elven heroes who were "successfully transformed" and "the prodigal son turned back" in Tyrande's mouth, and he was a madman and a devil alive.

When he turned around and wanted to give the order to arrange the battle, Tyrande, whose eyes were cold, already held the small statue and doll of the naked man, turned back coldly, and used it as a weapon to stab his beloved husband decisively!

The defensive spells that were constantly on Malfurion's robe were activated in an instant, and one barrier after another was pierced like foam, as if they were not high-level, legendary-level defensive magic, but illusory bubbles!

"Uh~"

Malfurion felt only a chill in his abdomen, followed by the sensation of plant rhizomes or some kind of tentacles spreading wildly through his body, devouring life and flesh essence.

He looked back at his wife in disbelief and saw that she was holding a dark black twisted mass in her hand, like an outstretched tentacle, thrust into his abdomen!

"Tyrande, why are you..."

Malfurion's vision gradually blurred, but the blurred vision made him see a different Tyrande, as if returning to the light, he saw the truth clearly. This is the magic effect of the "Soul Eye", a passive magical skill that he has long forgotten and is a gift from nature, seeing the world with his soul.

In the "Soul Eye" state, Malfurion laughed, because it was not his wife who attacked him, and it was not his wife who made all kinds of mistakes, but a human male with an ordinary face!

He was immediately relieved, some grief, some regret, but there was no resentment and blame.

Then, Malfurion sensed that something was calling him, and he immediately realized that it was a call from the Emerald Dream!

Malfurion reached out and touched the man's face, knowing that beyond that evil soul was still his wife's body!

"Illidan can give up the future for you, and I can give up the present for you!"

Malfurion refused to accept the call of the Emerald Dream, even though it was tantamount to giving up the only chance to be resurrected!

An emerald pillar of light suddenly peeked out from Malfurion's body, quickly covering the entire altar and reaching the sky, as if opening a stairway to the sky.

In the sky, in the pillar of light, a white deer fell from the sky and sprinkled rune rain of green leaves!

It is the guardian of nature and the jungle, the most powerful demigod, and the protector of the druids - Malorn!

In the emerald green pillar of light, pieces of green leaves fluttered like goose feathers, like a rain of flowers.

The faint gospel fell from the sky, as if countless Holy Spirits were preaching Mass, and as if the gods had lowered their left wings, and the wind twisted.

The priestess's greedy, cold gaze, and even her grim and resolute expression melted away in an instant.

Behind the broken mask, there is no relief and surprise, but full of shock and despair!

For a wife who loves her husband deeply, when faced with the choice between life and death, is it more noble to sacrifice herself, or is she actually carrying everything by stealing her life?

Tyrande had no choice, and Malfurion, who had a choice, had not thought about it at all, let alone hesitated.

Malfurion used his only chance to get a glimmer of life that his wife might not be able to grasp. Perhaps all he got was shock and heartbreak, as in the moment, but he had no choice but to regret the countless mistakes he had made.

When he heard his wife's painful call, he had a sad, affectionate and relieved smile on his face, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were regret, cruelty, and satisfaction.

He finally knew that even if he survived, the one who lived would be more painful, but he also understood that there was only hope if he lived!

A druid loves life, loves others as well as his own, and can make a great druid ignore life and death, and sometimes it doesn't need too lofty reasons.

Malfurion didn't think about the dialectic of happiness and life at all, he was a druid, he loved life, he just wanted to leave the things he loved the most, the last hope for the people he loved the most, he loved the world and he loved Tyrande.

Only by living can we see hope, make up for the mistakes made in the past, and create miracles.

But there are always some people, in some cases, who live only means despair!

"No !!"

Tyrande's screams distorted her beautiful face.

Not far away, a huge white tiger crouched in the tent grinding its teeth and claws, a tiger pounced out, and the air turned into pure black, exuding a tyrannical and legendary aura, and rushed to the altar, it heard the call of its master!

Tyrande's amber eyes turned into two orange flames in an instant.

Immediately after, the orange flames split off like two lines of fire piercing Malfurion's bloodless wound from the strange black twist!

Rumble!

Like a blazing fire, orange flames erupted, igniting Malfurion's body and Tyrande's rage!

Malfurion's eyes widened, and his last thought was endless rage, as he saw the pure and bright soul of the enraged Tyrande gradually blur and transform into the form of another person!

How so!!

The wife who was awakened, in the moment after waking up, fell again and took the initiative to fall into a deeper sleep, she didn't want to wake up at all, what happened to her, so that a high priest who was not inferior to Malfurion was so fragile in his heart!

Malone's figure paused in the sky, as if hesitating.

Then, it let out a roar of a deer, the meaning was unclear, but without hesitation, it rushed towards the two pillars of fire that burned out the green natural grace!

Rumble!!!

The strongest demigod, Malorn, directly smashed the two pillars of fire that gradually fused into a ball to pieces.

The two firekages that were knocked into the air at the same time were folded in the air, violently colliding together, like the most unforgettable enemies, wanting to knock each other into ashes, and like the deepest lovers, wanting to make each other one forever and never separate!

Rumble!

The more violent flames exploded, as if atomic fusion, so that Malorn, who was known as the strongest demigod, couldn't help but stop.

The orange flame was blazing again, turning golden yellow, with a faint flush, like a sacred spark stained with undeserved blood.

This strange source of fire is just a roll around it, and the elite watchers, the pious moon god sacrifices, and the ancient beasts that are close to the legendary level are all reduced to ashes!

This level of destructive power...

"True god level?!"

The condescending Ling Qi was slightly stunned, although he had expected it a long time ago, he still couldn't help but shrink his gaze!