"Damn, that enchantment suppressed us too much, and it couldn't exert its due strength at all!"

After escaping, Tikdios finally discovers what the problem is.

The human named Carlos had a special power, and it seemed that around him, the power of Azeroth's already broken enchantment had been strengthened countless times, and the power of the legion demons who went to ambush him was so outrageously suppressed that they simply stood there and let him cut it.

The armor that was so strong could be broken by the man named Carlos.

It's too much!

Last time I came, the Night Elves' demon-forging weapons couldn't do it.

It's too much!!

Tikdios was furious.

This battle was also too aggrieved.

Azeroth is a bastard, as the Dreadlord has known for a long time, but there is Carlos. Barov's man was something that Tikdios had not expected at all.

The barrier that covers all of Azeroth is constantly weakening, which is why Legion demons infiltrate.

If the barrier 10,000 years ago was as strong as it is now, then Azeroth would have died long ago.

It's not surprising that the demons who come across the portal are suppressed by the planetary enchantment.

But why does that man have this power?!

Tikdios immediately suspected that the Lich King was Neozu.

It's too much of a conspiracy to look at.

It's time to report back to Lord Kil'Gardan.

Tikdios has made up his mind to return to the Frozen Throne to fight Neozu's small report.

Both an assistant and a watchman, the Burning Legion is under the responsibility of Tikdios, and the Scourge is under the Lich King's development.

But at the heart of it, the Lich King is Kil'Gardan's plaything.

It's just a mess.

The deceivers did not believe in the Lich King's fierce loyalty to the Burning Legion from the beginning.

But how could Kilgardan rest assured that Tikdios, the Burning Legion, a member of the Burning Legion, and his good brother Akmund.

It was the great leader Sargeras who "united" everyone.

So even if Tikdios wants to beat Naozu's little report, he must compile a story that makes sense on everyone's face. Otherwise, Kilgardan would never have given up such an opportunity to rectify Tikdios.

It was out of this mindset that Tikdios was unable to refuse the Lich King's communication.

"Lord Tikdios, the Elder Gods have made a move, and the Legion needs your strength."

"For Carlos. Barov, don't you want to explain something? ”

"Lord Tikdios, I have a name here that you might be more interested in."

"Oh?"

"Illidan. Raging winds. ”

The cause of the Legion is above all else, and Neozu does give a reason why Tikdios cannot refuse.

While that didn't stop Tikdios from adding fuel to Kil'Gardan's incompetence and ill-intentioned intentions, the man's name did pique the Dreadlord's interest.

The crushing defeat of Keldaron and the Burning Legion's infiltration of Azeroth suffered heavy losses.

This is not the point, the legion never looks at the battle damage in doing things.

The point is that Tikdios did not get a result.

Zero, zero.

If Tikdios wants to report to Kil'Gardan against Naozu's black, there must be a plausible reason.

He needs merit, he needs results.

Illidan is an excellent target.

Back then, Illidan was able to defect to the Burning Legion, so he wooed Illidan here. Fury, this feat is enough to offset the source of Carlos. The setback at Barov's place.

Tikdios accepted Neozu's request, abandoned his return to Northrend, returned to the Frozen Throne, and turned to Kalimdor.

The Lich King gave Arthas only one order.

[Death Tikdios.] 】

For this, Naozu even paid the price and made a deal with the Elder Gods.

After the battle of Silissos, the Night Elves once again asserted their power to the world of Azeroth...... with fragility.

When Vandal. When the Deer Helm once again set foot on the sad ground that he had asserted that he would not set foot on for the sake of duty and mission, the Elder Gods and the Burning Legion looked at him without any suspense.

[I gave everything for my people and the community, and what did I get? 】

Vandal with a huge rift in his heart. The deer helmet can't escape the torment of nightmares, and can't escape the fragility of the tragic death of his only son in front of him but powerless.

So when Savis appeared in his sleep and offered the terms of the deal, Vandal . Deer Helmet hesitated.

If you hesitate, you will lose.

No, hesitation is wanting.

Vandall. The deer helmet did not immediately expel the illusion of Savis to explain the result.

That political idiot at Tyrande doesn't deserve to rule the Night Elves.

Teacher, my teacher......

I can do as well as Malfurion!

I can do better than Malfurion!!

When Vandal. By the time Deer Helmet had these thoughts, his end was already sealed.

The withdrawal was well underway, and a situation known only to the upper echelons of the Night Elves was tightly sealed.

Malfurion fell into an unexplained slumber.

At this time, the Sartyrs of Felwood Forest began to riot.

Originally, the best timeline chosen by the Bronze Dragons, Illidan went to save him when Tyrande accidentally discovered the Watcher's detention place when he was running out of things to do during the third invasion of the Burning Legion.

But here, under Naozu's calculations, compared to another timeline, Tyrande learned about a year ahead of time where Illidan was being held.

Tyrande. Fengyu is a good priest, a good warrior, and a trustworthy friend, but not a good leader.

Although she has the charisma that a leader should have, she is too emotional.

This is a fatal drawback.

Silisus pinned down a large number of troops in Poplar Valley, and the newly settled orcs in Ashvale pulled all the remaining strength of the Sentinel force.

After Malfurion fell into a deep sleep, Tyrande found himself unable to muster enough strength to suppress Felwood's Sartre Rebellion.

Especially in Mavi. After Shadow Song challenged her authority for thousands of years, the pressure of immense pressure affected Tyrande's judgment.

"We need Illidan, 10,000 years of captivity, that's enough."

"But ......"

"Enough!"

One sentence is enough, both to interrupt the opposition of others and to be dissatisfied with their own vacillation.

Imprisoning Illidan was Malfurion's decision, and Tyrande's reluctance to object did not mean that she agreed.

In Tyrande's mind, Illidan's attempt to rebuild the second well jeopardizes the safety of the Night Elves, but the intentions are good. It's just because of love, because the Night Elves who have been blessed by the Dragon King are far away from disease and old age, so Tyrande is unwilling to anger everyone and anger Malfurion.

But at a time when his lover fell into a sudden slumber and the Night Elves befell a great change, Tyrande remembered Illidan.

If you know it, you can't turn a blind eye.

Tyrande gathered his guards and headed for the Watcher's Cave.

"Illidan, your sentence is over, it's the decision of the Priestess of the Moon."