The Temple of Karabo, also known as the Garden of Pleasure of the Temple of Darkness, is a special place.

Quite unlike the rest of Shadowmoon Valley, there are clear fountains, lush grass, fragrant flowers, magically planted shrubs and fruit trees, and many elves.

Here, the Night Elves, High Elves, and High Elves recruited by Illidan had no barriers, laughing with each other, drinking the aether honey from the crystal cup, and enjoying the elven carnival.

A young Cadore hugged a prostitute and kissed each other, another Sindra hugged a succubus with a small whip, and a tall, beautiful Quidore girl played the lyre and improvised lyrics, surrounded by several Sindores drinking and dancing to her songs.

This area was a stark contrast to the rest of the great fortress, but it was not without reason, and Illidan clearly knew the rope of tightness, and he provided a reward for the elves who licked the blood on the battlefield, a place to relieve stress.

At this moment, Claudia was lying on a raised cushion in the Garden of Pleasure, lazily drinking and watching the party of the revelers on the lawn, and since she had returned from the Mana Furnace, she had been so lazily unwilling to move, like a salted fish.

Although she won the final victory in the battle to purify Dimentius a few days ago, after devouring too much entropy energy, Claudia has reached the needs of advanced adulthood, and at this moment, the structure of her body is constantly undergoing internal adjustment and reorganization, which is also the fundamental reason why she is lazy and does not want to move during this time.

If it had been two days ago, Claudia would have chosen to go to the floating island of Nagrand to find a place to lie down all day, but it was obviously not possible today, Illidan had already informed her in advance that there would be an important meeting today, so she could only reluctantly let herself lie down in this only remaining scenery in the Dark Temple.

Soon after, the meeting was about to begin, Claudia dragged her sleepy body to the conference room, where her sleepiness had subsided a lot, and Illidan was sitting in the middle with a serious face, and beside him were several of Illidan's advisors and even his capable subordinates, apparently everyone else had arrived except her, and even the meeting had already begun for a short time.

"Sorry, I'm late." Claudia gracefully apologized, and Illidan nodded, motioning for her to find a place to sit down, and then continued with the topic that had just begun.

"We are about to launch an assault on the rear of the Burning Legion." He said.

"You've said it before, my lord," said Prince Tosedrin, "of course, we all agree to an attack on the Burning Legion, but you're going to open a portal directly to Nasressa?" Forgive me for saying that, but my lord, it's impossible. ”

"It's not impossible, Torcedrin, it's just very difficult, I can open the portal, and with enough pure energy and knowledge, using magic can make anything possible."

"There is no such pure energy, this energy is very large, it cannot have any impurities, it cannot be cooperated by multiple people at all, and it cannot be extracted from the leylines, unless it comes entirely from a ....... ”

With that, Torsedlin thought of something and looked at Claudia.

Claudia nodded, "No problem, I can provide this energy, but Illidan, why did we go so far alone into the Dreadlord's lair, and did we really end the threat of the Burning Legion?" ”

Illidan looked at Claudia head-on, and he understood that this was not just Claudia's problem, but that the rest of the group would have similar questions to a greater or lesser extent, and that he needed an explanation to make his troops aware of the significance of the operation.

"How do you defeat the Burning Legion? This question has been bothering me for 10,000 years, guys," Illidan said. "I've been thinking about this since I first got in touch with Sargeras, since the first time I really understood what the Burning Legion was."

Illidan paused for a moment, he recalled that the vision he had seen was a hundred times more vivid than the one he had shared with the Demon Hunters, the demons had been convincing the Illidan Legion that it was invincible, that there was no point in resisting the will of Sargeras, and that the best and only thing he could do was to join the Legion and have a say in the rebuilding of the universe.

But Illidan's consciousness did not collapse, he remained true to himself, he accepted what he saw and used it to motivate himself in the centuries-long opposition of people against him, he had had had enough time to dwell on these things, he thought bitterly.

"I was imprisoned for 10,000 years, and during those 10,000 years I was not idle, and I thought about everything I knew about the Burning Legion, and I imagined every possible way to resist it, all the ways anyone could resist it, and that's why I joined the Burning Legion and tried to understand what I was capable of."

"I gave up everything for that, I know more about the Burning Legion than any life, I learned a lot, but it all boiled down to a cold and terrible truth."

"I've learned that just waiting for the Burning Legion to come to you can't defeat it."

"The legion is very strong, if you defeat it once, it will come back, if you defeat it a thousand times, it will still come back, each time it will be stronger, its officers will learn from its mistakes, and the generals will prepare your strategy."

"They are immortal, their souls cannot be destroyed in most places, they are simply thrown back into the Twisted Void, and finally they are reborn there with all the knowledge they had before they died."

"Imagine such a warrior, every time you kill him, he comes back, and this warrior remembers your previous strategy to defeat him, is ready to come back, and in the end you use up all your strategies and spend all your luck, which is why the Burning Legion cannot be defeated in Azeroth."

"A demonic soul can only be destroyed in the twisted void where it has become mortal, or where the demonic energy of the Burning Legion is completely saturated, such as Nasressa, Annerlan, Xonos...... and Argus. ”

Claudia nodded, she knew that Illidan was right, that the target of the operation was Nasresa, the Dreadlord or Nazrezm's home planet, where the demons would die if they died.

Illidan continued his speech:

"It was once thought that they had defeated the Burning Legion, but in the end the Dreadlords trampled the ashes of their world, and Hellfire desecrated the graves of their children, because you can't defeat the Legion under normal conditions, and in the end you can only lose."

"There is only one way to win: to attack it where it can be destroyed, this is a slim chance, but the only one, we have no other choice, all we can do is wait for death, or wage war against Sargeras and his minions."

"The Burning Legion seems to be huge, but they have a fatal weakness, most of the demons of the Burning Legion have no brains, the Legion relies too much on the brains of the two races Nazrezm and Ereda to exist, they are the commanders of the Burning Legion, Sargeras needs the commander to control his soldiers, and without them, the demons will fall into complete chaos and be eliminated little by little."

Tocedrin, Akama, and the other advisors widened their eyes with shock, amazement, and admiration, and for the first time ever, someone had pointed out a feasible way to defeat the Burning Legion.

On the other hand, Claudia couldn't help but admire, even though prophecy and fate had told her that Illidan was the key to defeating the Burning Legion, she was still thrilled to witness the moment for herself.

Sure enough, the choice to come to the Dark Temple was the right one.

Claudia did not have the slightest doubt about Illidan's claims, it was clear that the Burning Legion was invincible by normal means, and that there was no defensive strategy to defeat an army with unlimited resources and undead warriors.

"So, I'm going to launch a raid on Nasressa," Illidan stood up, waving his arms and announcing to everyone, "We're going to harvest the lives of the Dreadlords, we're going to kill their commanders where the demons can't be resurrected, and more importantly, we're going to get the key item to Argus, the Mark of Argus, in Nazrezm." ”

"Argus ......." Akama looked at him with shock and awe in her eyes, "Are you planning to reclaim the homeland of my people?" ”

"Yes, I want to see the death of those who defile it, and eventually we will do it, and I know what to do." Illidan said.

At the end of the speech, Illidan gave a more detailed plan, he made everyone understand what he meant, and did not ask them to cooperate with him, he told them that it was worth it, and it was true, he looked at them, one by one, most of them nodded in agreement, even Akama, who had always had a lot of opinions about Illidan, except Claudia said that there was a slight correction.

"I asked for the action to be postponed for a week, my body needed time to adjust." She said.

"No problem, it's a week back." Illidan readily agreed, Claudia had an indispensable burden in his plans, and she had to make sure she was in perfect shape.

In the following time, everyone is actively preparing for battle, and a storm against the Burning Legion is about to begin.