Crunch... The decaying wooden ship survived the Endless Sea safely with the blessing of dark magic. Even the Naga didn't want to provoke the dead in the wooden boat who hated all living things, after all, they couldn't be eaten. They didn't want to end up with some rotten undead fishmen.

There was a bang, and there was a hole in the ship. It seems that a springboard that will shatter to pieces at any moment falls on the land of the once capital of the Gucadore Empire.

The sound alarmed the sleeping animal, and a powerful horned eagle looked up, as if something had invaded its territory.

With a whoosh, chains with dry blood and some carrion flew towards the Horned Hippogriff, and at the top of the chain was a hook that shimmered with cold light.

The most powerful predator in the land of Azara, this horned eagle that can call for lightning was hooked before it could react, and a monster more than 5 meters tall appeared in front of it. The monster stenched all over its body, oozing pus from the corpse's decay. It was as if it had been stitched together by all sorts of corpses.

The most powerful weapon on land ever made by the Scourge Legion. Hate...

These disgusting objects were stitched together by multiple corpses, and under the dark spiritism, they were resurrected in the service of the Lich King.

The terrified horned eagle croaked and flapped its wings to fly. But it was too late. A dozen dark shadows crawled up its body, claws and large mouths tearing at its flesh.

This beautiful and powerful creature was devoured in an instant.

The shadows were prostrate on the ground, licking the blood from the ground. They didn't quiet until the last bit of blood-stained soil was licked off. A larger, faster, and more powerful ghoul than the one found on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal.

Half-dead acolytes descend in black hooded robes, and these wise men command the Scourge brainless war machines.

With the sound of creaking wooden wheels, the corpse machine was set up to work under the control of some undead engineers. Their reserve room is filled with dark magical runes, slowly transformed corpses and plagues that can be hurled as ammunition at any moment.

A group of scourge wizards chant spiritistic spells. The terrifying-looking two-winged figurines on the deck of the ship cracked.

With a whoosh, the gargoyle was resurrected with a miserable cry. They soared into the sky and flew towards the battlefield at great speed.

The whining winds roamed the scourge, the sacrificed souls. These shadows rush to the battlefield faster than gargoyles. It was the messenger that wizards had given to the Death Knights.

The undead on this ship are finally gone, but...

On the beach in Aisara, the sound of ships coming to the shore is constantly heard. Hundreds of Scourge warships docked.

Moments later, the horrific Scourge finally manifested its presence on the continent of Kalimdor.

"Your Majesty, our army has finally arrived." The Grand Lich Kel'thugad asks for instructions to his king, and the ghost in the shadows appears before the Death Knight.

The future Lich King lifts up his Frost Sorrow, an evil weapon that consumes the lonely soul.

"Let's start our plan."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

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Illidan returned to the Sentinel Camp, where Hazuki had just led his sisters to clear out a group of demons attacking the camp. When she saw the Supreme Commander return, anger rose in her heart.

"Your Excellency Illidan! My mother said to me, you are now the supreme commander of the Sentinel Unit. Then I ask you, what is the responsibility of the commander! ”

The angry elf didn't bother to question her boss. However, the Demon Hunter was not in the mood to deal with the little girl.

"Hazuki, gather your troops. The war that will decide the fate of this woodland is about to begin. I've found the devil's plot, let's go destroy it! The panic from the soul trembled in Hazuki's heart. The demigod in front of him restrained his right to speak in the most direct way.

Hazuki couldn't, and she blew her horn. Her sisters began to assemble.

The Demon Hunter's blindfolded eyes burned with a fire of evil energy. His gaze sent a chill down the stints to all the sentinels.

"We are about to embark on a real battle, and you will face something truly terrifying. Perhaps any of you have lived through the War of the Ancients, and you should remember what the true Legion Elite was like. Get ready, and soon you will meet the battle of glory. Life or death, no one can guarantee. Right now! Follow me and the time has come to decide the fate of this woodland and the fate of the war on Mount Hyjal! ”

The elven army marched swiftly and swiftly under the leadership of the Demon Hunter. The closer you get to Poison Blood Falls, the more the woodland withers and erodes. All the elves are angry in their hearts, and the forest is home to them. No one can be at peace with those who destroy their homes.

"Stop!"

The Demon Hunter raised his right hand high, and two strange things appeared in front of him.

Arthas stared at the elf in front of him, his solid muscles and terrifying weapon made it clear that he was not to be messed with, and that he smelled exactly like a demon.

"Demon Hunter Illidan, huh." The Death Knight's icy voice felt something familiar to Illidan. Plus his mount and that black armor. Yes, it was the people of the future who met 10,000 years ago, and it seems that the person who was tormented by remorse and pain in his heart was the same kind as him. Look at the skeletal shelf next to him, dead man...

"Who are you? Dead person. "Illidan doesn't have much interest in delaying them, and the immediate priority now is to attack Poison Blood Falls. The quickest way is to let the army drown them directly. But this position is too awkward, and if the movement is too big, it is easy for the demon to detect. So the best thing to do is to solve them by one person.

"If you're okay, get out of here, I don't have time to delay you. You should know the dangers you face. ”

"Rude Night Elves, you should learn from your High Elf distant relatives, who are just as arrogant, but at least polite. And you probably won't use the army against us, right? After all, as long as there is a fight, your plans will surely be exposed. Kel'thugad saw the elf's plight at a glance, and he threatened the demon hunter to compromise.

"I am King Arthas-Minethir, and I have heard that you taught the demons a great lesson ten thousand years ago, so let me see what you are capable of."

As soon as the Death Knight finished speaking, Illidan rushed over. He was so fast that Arthas could pick up the Frost Sorrow in his hand before he was kicked off his horse by the quick-changing Illidan.

Aeginos had already been held in Illidan's hands, and he was a little surprised that the death knight in front of him could block his own surprise attack.

"Damn elven mongrel, despicable villain. Sneak attack. Alsace felt like he had lost the face of the king. He gripped Frostmourn tightly and strode towards the elf's position.

The sword of death slashed hard, and Aeginos held the blow high. Illidan's footsteps receded slightly.

That's a lot of strength!

The blade of Aeginos in his left hand sliced through Arthas's waist. A bone shield emerges from the Death Knight's body. The demon's blade shattered the fragile shield, but it also bought Arthas time. The magic sword in his hand changed from a slash to a horizontal cut, and Illidan could not but withdraw the moon blade to block the blow.

The Demon Hunter jumped high with agility, and the power of the magic sword was dragged by him and smashed to the ground. There was a thud, and the rocks on the ground were shattered.

He rolled over in the air and kicked the Death Knight hard at the head. The dark ice formed an ice layer over the Fallen Prince's head, and it quickly spat out sharp spikes. But the Demon Hunter didn't change his intentions, and the fire of evil energy burned on his feet, easily defusing the threat of ice and kicking the Death Knight away again.

Being attacked twice in a row in such a humiliating way drove the self-righteous king completely insane.

The power of darkness erupted in him, and the skull-adorned eyes of the magic sword lit up with the blue light of the soul. His speed has become faster and his strength has increased. The power of the Lich King Neozu is blessed with the Death Knight.

Illidan dodged Arthas's attacks in front of him as if he was dancing, and the cold wind brought by each swing of the magic sword could not affect him at all, and the sharp long sword was dodged by him again and again. But mere dodging is not Illidan's character. He seized the opportunity, and the fire of evil energy appeared on the blade of Aeginos. A slash to the head and a slash to the wrist.

"Enough!" The Great Lich was furious to find that his master was no match for the elf in front of him, and the winter of death was unleashed in his hands. Chains of darkness on the ground are about to erupt.

Illidan gave up his attack and hurried back in front of the sentinels. No sooner had he stepped away than the chain of death summoned by the Lich on the Frozen Throne stabbed out where he had been. It's dangerous.

"Your martial arts are good, dead man. But you have too little experience in combat. Brutely wielding the magic sword in your hand wears you out, if it weren't for the spell of the wizard behind you, you would have been killed by me. The confident Demon Hunter spoke what seemed to him to be predestined.

Arthas looked at the Frost Sorrow in his hands, the Lich King's voice echoing in his head.

The sorrow of frost was plucked out of me, and my strength was leaking out because of the wound. Come and merge with me in Northrend, and only then will you be able to fight against this elf. Come on, Alsace...

"Elf, I'll definitely beat you next time we meet. Now go and defeat that demon. He was at the waterfall in front of him, and I was looking forward to seeing each other again. ”

The Death Knight was disgraced in this duel, but he will surely return it the next time they meet.

"Just let them go like that?" Hazuki looked in disgust at the background where the two dead men had left, this resurrection of the dead made her sick.

"Our goal is the demons, to save this woodland. The battle just now has been delayed for a long time. If they were really annihilated here, they would definitely attract the attention of the demons. Then I'm sure I'll leave, but do you? Do you have a Sentinel unit? Let's go, let's go and kill the Dreadlord first. ”

Hazuki gritted her teeth unwillingly, but she had been a general for 10,000 years, and she knew what was more important.

Outside the Poison Blood Falls, the elves silently assassinated the demon guards standing guard. They sneaked up to the location of the Demon Altar and surrounded the enemy.

"The beam-jumping clown is finally here? Hahahaha, I thought you didn't have the guts to come. Tikdios laughed and mocked the elves' arrival. However...

"Jumping clowns? The last one said that my guy would have died 10,000 years ago if it hadn't been for the Dark Titan's shot. What about you? Dreadlord? The taste of being killed by a minotaur and being killed by an elf is more painful, as you'll know right away. Illidan grinned out of his hiding place, the blade of Aeginos in his hand showing off his sharpness.

As Akmund's most important subordinate, Ackinos also had a high status in the legion. Especially not only for Akmund, but also for his own strength.

Of course, the Dreadlord knew the monstrous moonblades, coupled with the Demon Hunter's trademark eyes. He knew the identity of the elf right away.

"Illidan Furywind, Lord Sargeras's favorite mortal. Why are you still obsessed? Returning to the Legion is your true path. The Dreadlord bewitched the elf's will, but the elf ignored him, and he looked behind the demon in a daze.

Doubts rose in Tikdios's mind, but he suspected that it was a trick of the elves.

"This is the Skull of Gul'dan? It's ugly, there is a pathetic soul in it, is it the broken soul of Guldan? ”

A brisk female voice sounded behind the demon, and he felt something familiar. Suddenly, a name appeared in his mind, and he turned his head away from caring whether the Demon Hunter would sneak up on him or not.

"Soul Collector!" The Dreadlord who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai felt that he might have capsized. He watched as the red-skinned demon king took out the remnant of the orc's soul and ate it, then smiled at himself. Fear permeated his bones, and he remembered it all along. The predecessor of the name of the Soul Collector questioned her and she hooked up the scene of the soul playing.

Burst... Aeginos stabbed the demon into his heart from behind, and even the Dreadlord couldn't resist the injury. He wailed and turned into a swarm of bats. Shendora waved her hand. The flames of destruction rose into the sky, and all the bats were burned to ashes.

"Shodora, why are you here!" Illidan nervously ran up to the female demon and expressed what she wanted to say. But he really can't speak.

Shendora looked at the powerful artifact in her hand. Crushed it.

The power of the demigod warlock Guldan's life was pinched in the hands of the demon king.

The Soul Collector smiled at the Demon Hunter, "A gift for you." ”

The evil energy in his hand slapped against the elf's forehead, and the power entered the demon hunter's body to transform him.

"Ahh The madness of the evil made Illidan feel both painful and powerful, and he grew taller and taller, almost as tall as a Soul Gatherer.

He finally calmed down, and the sentinels looked at what was in front of them in horror.

Illidan Furywind, after 10,000 years of mastering evil powers, has finally become a demon.