Feywood Forest, located in the northern part of the continent of Kalimdor, connects the Night Elves' Grey Valley with the Bearmen's Winterspring Valley, and is a transitional zone between the Night Elves and the Bearmen's territory, as well as the territory of the demigod Cenarius.

Before the invasion of the Burning Legion, Felwood was a beautiful land, with babbling streams flowing through quiet and lush meadows, summer suns soothed by breezes and icy rain, and birds singing in the leafy promenades of the forest. However, with the arrival of the demon, everything changed.

The flames of evil burned the forest and left it in its trail of ashes, encroaching on the land, turning the plants that had escaped the disaster ugly and deformed, affecting the sanity of the animals, and the beautiful birdsong was gone, leaving only the strange and eerie roar of the beast.

War has changed everything, destroyed everything, shattered what had been good, and left behind ugly scars and after-effects that may never be recovered.

If you want to say that the deepest and most influential injury to Felwood Forest is not the battle in which Illidan forcibly killed the Dreadlord Tikdios.

The battle was fought in the dark, and Tikdios, who succeeded Manolos in command of the demon army, still put a lot of pressure on the Night Elves after Akmund's death. The Dreadlord is more cunning than Akmund, he does not rely on his strength to go alone, on the contrary, Tikdios is very good at hiding and protecting himself, not to mention his whereabouts, and the guards around him are extremely difficult. In the end, if it weren't for his light enemy and Illidan's unexpected outburst, it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose.

Due to the death of the Dreadlord Tikdios in Felwood, the evil power within him has brought great disaster to the land. The raging evil energy not only caused forest fires, but also infected and spoiled the land in the heart of Felwood forever, turning it into a forbidden area for life, and also a source of pollution for Felwood, threatening the animals and plants living in Felwood.

It can be said that as long as the source of pollution in the Felwood Center is not addressed, it is impossible for the land to return to its original state.

"Because of this, my compatriots have turned against me again." In the source of pollution full of evil energy, a tall demon with horns and a burly body roared at the sky, "Are they stupid, why don't you think that if I hadn't killed Tikdios, the war would have continued, and then the entire Kalimdor Continent would have been destroyed, wouldn't it be worth sacrificing a Feywood compared to the Kalimdor Continent?" ”

The demon's horns were large and curved, the demon's wings were pitch black and wide, and his muscular body was as strong as an ox, so different from the image of his compatriots that no one could guess his original race from his appearance. After all, elves are a group of thin bamboo poles, even the Night Elf warriors are no exception, and there has never been a muscular man like him.

After being released by Tyrande, Illidan thought it was time for him to turn over, and he rushed to the front line of the war to fight the demons, and after a bloody battle, he successfully completed the decapitation tactic, and as a result, he lost Tikdios.

This is a great achievement, as long as he returns to the clan with this credit, he will immediately take back his own glory and power.

It's a pity that it's just wishful thinking on the part of Illidan.

When he returned to his clan, Illidan realized that his compatriots had not given him a good face, and that the heroic return he hoped for existed only in his mind. There was no applause, no flowers, just the indifference and disgust of the clansmen, and the eyes of many Night Elves looking at him were even full of hatred.

Illidan didn't understand what was going on, he had done a great job of killing the demon commander and helping his people to victory, why everyone was treating him like this.

Do they still think that their own merits are not great enough?

It wasn't until he finally figured it out that Illidan realized that it wasn't that he didn't do enough to do it, or that he didn't help his people too much, but that he had introduced evil energy into his body in order to kill Tikdios, turning himself into a demon hunter with a demonic appearance. Having just experienced the war with the demons, the Night Elves who had suffered heavy losses were at their peak in their hatred of the demons, and when they saw the image of the Demon Hunter, the Night Elves naturally thought of the demons, and out of the psychology of hating the house and the black, the Night Elves were angry with Illidan.

Hearing this explanation, Illidan jumped to his feet in anger.

Don't these fools know why they have attracted evil energy into their bodies to become what they are today?

It's not to defeat the Dreadlord Tikdios, to protect his homeland, to let the Night Elves win, or else he's Illidan who has nothing to do when he's full?

I sacrificed so much, and even changed my appearance, just for the victory of the war, but what did the tribesmen give to themselves?

It's cold-eyed.

It's hatred.

They wanted to kill themselves, they wanted to kill this hero who had sacrificed to help them.

Illidan's anger was about to ignite himself, and if it weren't for Tyrande's presence, Illidan would have had to teach the fools who didn't know what to think in their heads, to tell them not to distinguish between friend and foe.

"I spent so much money to help them, and they actually expelled me for a little thing, damn it!"

Illidan hugged his head, he was unwilling, why didn't he get even a little reward for his hard work?

This was the case during the ancient wars, and this time it was like this, obviously he made an indelible contribution in the two wars, but why didn't the people accept him, recognize him, and let him enjoy the taste of being a hero, and his eldest brother, who can only play tricks, seems to have done nothing this time but is still in power.

"It's not fair!"

The hatred in Illidan's heart could not be extinguished even if it was poured out of the endless sea.

But what could he do?

Kill the Night Elves?

Not to mention the attitude of those clansmen towards him, the evil energy alone corroded his body, and pain invaded every nerve of him all the time, and his strength at the moment slipped from the peak, less than one-third of the time when he killed Tikdios, so weak that he was afraid that he would be beaten back before he was admitted to the Moon Temple. At that time, no matter how much Tyrande pleads for himself, he will inevitably continue to be imprisoned.

Having been imprisoned for 10,000 years, no one wants to enter that dark place again.

Illidan groaned in pain, "What should I do? ”

"Aha, let me see who this is? A lost dog, hahaha......"

In his frustration, Illidan heard a familiar voice that he would never forget, it was Tikdios, the Dreadlord who had died at his hands.

Shocked Illidan followed the sound and saw a figure covered in black air walking slowly from a distance. Take a closer look, who is it not Tik Dios.

Illidan screamed, "You're not dead?!" No way, I obviously killed you, and your body that I killed is still there. ”

The Dreadlord smiled sinisterly, "I'm back from the underworld, little thing! ”