Chapter Seventy-Eight: Illidan. Raging winds

"That's enough, it's the end of the game. I'm going to meet that human in person! ”

Illidare was unable to storm the city of Shattrath, even under the indiscriminate bombardment of hellfire and orc siege weapons, the Alliance army and the combined army of Shattrath still maintained their composure, on the city walls, Khadgar and the Draenei Guardians of the Light shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending the city, under the walls, Varian became the spiritual pillar of the Alliance soldiers, and wherever the King of Storm pointed, the soldiers followed their king and rushed to wherever he went.

The scene was somewhat unexpected by Illidan. A race that looked so thin could have fought so tenaciously on the front line for so long. Their weapons couldn't even kill an orc, and it would take two or three men to kill a bloodthirsty orc, but even so, they were tenacious and united.

Illidan was a little impatient, he puffed up his demonic black membranous wings, clenched the blades of Aesinos in both hands, and glided low towards the front line.

Whether it's a demon hunter or an elven warrior, they all look up and watch their leader go into battle himself.

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"Ronin, kill these hellfires!"

On the flaming front, Varian stood under the walls and shouted to the archmage behind him.

Instead of responding to him, Ronin immediately recited the incantation, only to see a heavy spear scattered on the city wall float into the air on its own without the action of an external force. Immediately afterward, the spear flew at an alarming speed towards the nearest Hellfire, and as it flew, the spear was constantly stretched and thickened, and a thin layer of frost enveloped it.

Immediately afterward, it pierced the chest of a hellfire. The hellfire didn't know how it had died until the moment, and it looked in horror at the inexplicable hole in its chest, and the frost energy was pouring the demonic flames in its body. In less than two seconds, the tall hellfire crashed to the ground like a collapsing wall, crushing several orc and human soldiers in the struggle.

Then, the frost spear continued to fly at high speed on its own as if it had eyes, and Ronin's eyes flashed with blue magical light, and in the control of the spell, the frost spear flew towards the next Hellfire Giant, and killed the second and third Hellfire in the same way, until it stopped flying because of the energy dissipation, and fell to the ground like an ice spear, turning into ice slag on the ground.

Without a superfluous word, Varian nodded to Ronin. and each of them threw himself into his own battle.

Soon, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Wari looked intently and saw a small black dot appear in the air, and then this black dot quickly enlarged, and in less than a few seconds, it appeared in front of everyone in the form of a half-demon and half-elf.

Inciting the huge mmenous wings, Illidan drew cheers from the Illidare warriors as soon as he landed. The half-moon-shaped weapon that tumbled with magic energy already represented his identity as the leader of the Illidare's coalition and the king of the Outlands, Illidan the Devil Hunter. Raging winds.

"Demonic ......"

Watching Illidan fall from the sky, Varian let out a muffled roar. He clenched the twin swords in his hands and prepared to fight to the death.

They stared at each other and didn't say a word. Varian knew that this half-elf, half-demon enemy was definitely a formidable opponent compared to all the previous opponents on this battlefield. He was blindfolded, a pair of eyes that were obviously blind but seemed to be able to see anything in front of him, two small green dots flickering behind the black cloth, like two swirls of evil energy, and Varian could even feel a terrifying force rolling inside the demon hunter in front of him.

"That's you, human. I have seen countless of your people, and you are the bravest of them I have ever met. ”

Illidan put away the huge black membranous wings, walked up to Varian, and said coldly, two clumsy orc warriors stood between him and Varian, grabbed by the demon hunter one by one, and threw him out of his sight.

This time, the power is so great that Varian did not expect, on the battlefield, in the arena, he can deal with orcs, he can fight against ten, but that must also rely on skill and experience to win. And the demon hunter in front of him actually threw the muscular orc out of the battlefield with one hand and one easily, his strength was too great for a human to resist.

However, in the chaos of the battlefield, Varian knew that he could not retreat, and once the morale of the Alliance collapsed, this army of orcs and elves would enter the city, and Shattrath would face disaster once again.

"There is no shortage of warriors among the human race who are better than me, and you have yet to see the real Lion of Azeroth, the Demon."

Standing in front of Illidan, Varian raised his sword.

As soon as he finished speaking, Illidan galloped towards him wielding the blade of Aesinos, and it was clear that he was not here to talk nonsense.

At the same time, Varian raised his sword to meet him, and the Storm King roared and ran out in the direction the Demon Hunter was flying from.

The surrounding soldiers were scuffled, and no one could stop the fight. Illidan only has Varian in his eyes, and Varian only has Demon Hunters in his eyes.

"Varian!"

Not far away, Grand Duke Boval shouted, he looked at this scene in amazement, Varian's combat skills are superb, and it is difficult to find opponents in the human world, but it is still not enough to face the powerful demon hunter Illidan. Seeing the two of them rushing together, Bowval's heart went to his throat.

However, Varian fought valiantly.

Illidan swooped down in the air, and the blade of Aeginos swooped down like a devil's wail, whistling in front of Varian.

I felt a green light flash in front of him, and Varian raised his sword in both hands and roared to meet it. In the next second, Saramaine and Aeginos blades collided head-on, and with the sound of a crisp metal blow, a dazzling firelight grazed, and Varian used all his strength to strike, but was easily repelled by Illidan. The powerful impact caused Varian to stumble backwards, he had never encountered such a powerful opponent in his life, and this blow made Varian's hands numb.

After his body was finally under control, Illidan's next round of attacks followed, and a strange smile appeared on the Demon Hunter's face. His attacks were so swift and his movements were so fluid that Varian didn't expect.

However, the long-term combat experience still made Varian instantly concentrate a hundredfold of his spirit, and once again used his best to fight. He pressed his hind foot against the ground, his front foot bent, and Sarameni drew a terrible arc in the air, and Illidan was faster and stronger, and in less than a heartbeat, the blade of Aeginos caught Varian's weapon, and Illidan let out a low roar, and with a fierce force, Sarameni was frantically thrown out with his master.

As the most powerful warrior in the human world, Varian has an incredibly strong body and strength, but in the face of the night elf warrior Illidan with demonic powers, Varian still seems to be more than capable of strength.

The heavy body was thrown out with Salameni and fell into the crowd, the armor slamming to the ground with a muffled thud. But Varian held his weapon tightly, and the soldiers of Stormwind rushed forward to protect their king, however, in front of Illidan, their efforts were in vain. A contemptuous smile rose into the corner of the Demon Hunter's mouth, and the blade of Aesinos arced, and the heads of the two Stormwind soldiers fell to the ground, blood fluttering like a bleak elegy, echoing beneath Shattrath.

The other two guards tried to attack Illidan from behind, when the blade slashed down, the demon hunter didn't even bother to use his own weapon to block, but directly stretched out his left hand without a sword, and took the blade of the human infantry with his bare hand, in an instant, Illidan gently forced, the iron weapon made by the blacksmith of Stormwind City was broken in front of everyone, and the crowd watched this scene in horror, and the next second, Illidan turned around gorgeously, and the devilish membranous wings behind him hooked the human soldier, The sharp tail thorn stabbed into his body with cruelty.

The moment the blood spewed out, Varian let out another roar of rage, dragging his wounded body like a proud lion, and pounced on the Demon Hunter again......