"Lord Illidan, the coalition forces seem to be marching slowly, I don't see any intention of speeding up."

The Blood Elf thief in charge of the investigation, a member of the Council of Illidare, Wellles. Deep Shadow travels to the top floor of the Dark Temple to report to his temporary leader.

The Council of Illidare is a close confidant left by Prince Kael'thas in order to maintain some kind of tacit understanding with Illidan, and these blood elves are responsible to both Illidan and Prince Kael'thas.

Seeing that Illidan didn't react, he asked again: "My lord, do we still have to be on guard?" If the Dark Temple is closed for a long time, we will lose control of the Outer Lands. ”

Illidan hesitated slightly, he couldn't understand the movements of the coalition forces, and he couldn't figure out what these alliance and tribe people were doing, according to the detection of his thieves, the morale of the coalition forces was not ordinarily high, why was the march so slow? The first thing that came to his mind was a trick.

He still stuck to his previous opinion: "Convey my orders, keep on guard, and if you march quickly, they can reach the Dark Temple in one day." ”

He didn't want to explain the superfluous things, in his knowledge there were many kinds of secret techniques that allowed soldiers to burst their potential, running day and night, and even mages and warlocks had similar means, which were nothing more than the price. Once a large number of transcendents join the battle, there will definitely be a variety of tactics, and the timing is very critical now, so it's always a good idea to be cautious.

"Well, as you wish." Wellles. Deep Shadow quickly went down to give the order.

Illidan waited for most of the day, and then he had nothing to do, and he sat on the edge of the Dark Temple, holding a wildflower in his hand.

This was given to him by Tyrande from the side of the road, and time passed, and Tyrande himself forgot about it, but the super spare tire Illidan always kept the flower with him, and kept the flower with magic, and this survival is 10,000 years.

With its curved horns, huge bat-like wings, and demon-like hooves, Illidan is full of evil spirits all over his body, and with the unknown wildflower in his hand, there seems to be a certain balance between movement and stillness, between demons and wildflowers, making the whole picture look a little alternative and harmonious.

Sitting until the sun went down, the coalition forces still did not appear.

He came to the outside of the temple, crushed the magic that had crushed the surface of the wildflower, looked around, and soon planted the wildflower in a small pile of dirt not far away.

Rarely, Illidan picked up some dirt from all around and carefully spread it around the wildflowers.

He knew that he would never see that woman again, the Dark Temple was both the beginning and the end, and it didn't matter if the wildflower was alive or dead after that, just let the memories and the past stay here, stay in this moment.

"Lord Illidan! We're back! The keystone you want is here! ”

In the evening, the demon hunters who had traveled to Marton in search of the Sagrit's Keystone returned.

After a series of bloody battles and a reduction of nearly a tenth of their personnel, they finally managed to grab the Keystone and safely retreat to the Dark Temple.

Now that the Mark of Argus is in his hands and the Sagrit's Keystone has been captured by the Demon Hunters, Illidan is ready for his final and most heroic expedition.

"Gather all Illidare and tell them that a new world is waiting for them to conquer!" Illidan's tone was calm, and the demon tattoo on his body seemed to have generated waves of evil energy fluctuations because of his agitated mood.

Illidare broadly refers to all the armies under the command of Illidan, and originally meant Illidan's servants.

The demons that belong to him, the blood elves of Kael'thas, the Naga of Vaschi, the Breakers and the Orcs of the Outlands are all within this range.

In fact, Illidan didn't trust his men at all. The idea that the hearts of those who are not of my race must be different, and the thoughts of those of my race whose hearts are different are deeply rooted in his heart.

Night Elves? Not to be trusted. Blood elves? Mistrust. Naga? Except for Vaschi, the rest is garbage. As for the Broken? Hehe......

Illidan's most trusted subordinate is still the demon hunter he has secretly cultivated.

But even to the Demon Hunter, he didn't say anything about his entire plan.

Only he, who has gained a great deal of knowledge from the Skull of Gul'dan, knows what Argus means, and the demon hunters only know the name Argus, as for what exactly is the place and what kind of enemies will they face? None of them know.

The Demon Hunters stood on one side, they were the strongest military force directly under Illidan, a few were Night Elves, and the rest were Blood Elves, who had gone through countless trials and tribulations before finally harnessing the demonic power in their bodies with their iron will.

They were few in number, and after several bloody battles in a row, the number was less than a hundred at this time, but they were still like javelins, standing proudly behind the leader, and the same color of evil fire was revealed in the eyes that had been eroded by evil energy, and they looked at the side of the high platform together, and several leaders of Illidare would soon come out of here.

The Council of Illidare was the first to step up to the platform, three men and one woman, and four elite blood elves were responsible for handling the day-to-day affairs of this scattered organization: Garcios the Crusher, Celeval, and Velles. Deep Shadow, as well as Duchess Marand.

The next appearance is the demon Lord Sahras, a priestess of Sivarra, these female demons of the Burning Legion are extremely cunning, even though they have six arms and can easily use martial arts and magic, they still rarely go to battle, they like to play with intelligent life than desperate.

Originally the lieutenant of the Abyssal Demon Matheriton, the king of the Outlands, she spearheaded the rebellion during Illidan's raid on the Dark Temple, imprisoning her own prefect and enthroned Illidan as the King of the Outlands.

Now that she's leading a handful of female demons to join Illidare, only God knows how long her loyalty will last.

The Naga came from Lady Vaschi, who had been killed by Vanessa and Isel in the Zangar Swamp. Wind Song was hit hard, after Vanessa retreated, the Panya Reservoir was in chaos, originally she wanted to defend the reservoir for Illidan, but the news of Prince Kael'thas and the blood elves against the water reached the Zangar swamp, she was worried that the blood elves in the Dark Temple would rebel, in order to support Illidan's troops, she dragged her seriously injured body, repelled the Cenarion expedition, and withdrew to the Dark Temple with Naga.

Her reinforcement can be said to be just right, with the staunch Naga as the backing, Illidan is able to suppress the blood elves in his own team.

The last to reach the top of the temple was the first generation of death knights, the former orc warlock Talon. Bloodseeker.

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