Chapter 272: Ten Thousand Years of Illidan
After the end of the War of the Ancients, Illidan, who had become a hero as he wished, was not satisfied. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Although he fulfilled his wish, his heart was always empty.
Illidan was confused, and he even doubted his love for Tyrande - yes, after spending so much time with Vaskey, he was surprised to find that his actions didn't look like love compared to Vaskey!
Vasqi loves Illidan, so Vasqi finds every opportunity to be with Illidan and share all happiness with Illidan; Illidan thinks he loves Tyrande, but many times he practices to make himself stronger.
Vasqi didn't want to change Illidan at the end, and after she learned that Illidan and Queen Azhara were not of the same mind, she just chose to leave silently; And Illidan found himself just trying to show Tyrande his powers, nothing more.
Although Illidan has been trying to convince himself that it is because of the different ways of love, for 10,000 years, he feels that for Tyrande it is more of an obsession than love.
Over time, a thought came to Illidan's heart: he didn't love Tyrande, he just wanted to prove that I was better than my brother.
Confused, Illidan chose to self-exile, he didn't know how to face the world, he could only train himself in the Crow Fortress.
And due to the amazing performance in the War of the Ancients. Illidan became the idol of many, many young Night Elves, and because of this, countless Night Elves came to the Crow Fortress to meet Illidan.
Illidan often only has a cold eyebrow at these night elves who come to visit. In this case, most of the Night Elves have left - but there are still a few Night Elves who have lost everything in the War of the Ancients and hope to be guided by Illidan to take revenge on the demons in the future.
As a result, the Night Elves began to secretly train in the same way as Illidan.
After several serious injuries due to indiscriminate training, Illidan began mentoring the vengeful Night Elves.
Of course, in order to avoid trouble, Illidan only mentored male Night Elves, and those female Night Elves soon found a new teacher, Mavi Shadowsong.
Because of the drunken wind's letter, the relationship between Mavi and Illidan became very awkward for a while, and the two people, who were obviously good friends, were regarded as lovers by everyone.
In order to get out of this embarrassment, someone has to make a voice.
But the meaning is that both people think that whoever takes the initiative to open their mouth will lose, and only by waiting for the other party to open their mouths can they maintain their coldness.
So Ma Wei and Illidan, two people with emotional intelligence, started a strange competition again.
In the beginning, it was just a contest between Illidan and Mavi. When Illidan began training Demon Hunters, Mavi took on the female Night Elves and began training the Wardens.
This battle unfolds between the Watcher and the Demon Hunter.
Ten thousand years have passed, and over time a strange custom has been born in the Crow Fortress.
Every summer, Illidan's Demon Hunters and Mavi's Wardens engage in a grand jousting contest.
The winner gets triated for a whole year, while the loser goes back to his stomach in the hope of winning the next year.
And judging by the current performance, the Demon Hunter has won a little more often.
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And the sudden arrival of the drunken wind broke the tranquility of the Crow Fortress and interrupted this year's competition.
Both Illidan and Mavi were happy to see their old friends - especially Illidan, who gave Drunken Wind a hug and began to look at Drunken Wind carefully.
"It's great that you're alive!"
"It's great that you're alive!"
The two men spoke in unison.
Illidan and Mavi then looked at each other in some embarrassment, and each turned their heads away with a cold snort.
Looking at the two people who were twisted apart, Drunken Wind secretly laughed - but now is not the time to gossip, Drunken Wind looked at the door and briefly explained his intentions.
"If I'm right, the devil has come again."
Drunken Wind's first words made Mavi and Illidan's eyes sharpen.
"The goal of burning is ultimately to destroy the world. But unlike last time, this time they were no longer foolishly hoping to summon Sargeras, but were wreaking havoc along the wayβand now they were wreaking havoc in the Eastern Kingdoms. β
"And as far as I know, the demons seem to have mastered a way to bring the dead back to life, claiming to be the Scourge of the Dead, spreading death and fear in the Eastern Kingdoms."
"Kalimdor now we need to be on guard, the oath can't be staffed - by the way, you know the oath, right?"
"Yes." Illidan nodded, "If it weren't for your advice, I would have been the first to join." β
"So I thought of you and Mavi, and when I heard Malfurion say that you are here now, and you still have elites under your command, I came to you - let's go directly to the Eastern Kingdoms and clean up that damn group of undead scourges!"
"Good attention." Illidan smiled, "Just in time for the lads to warm up and prepare for cleaning up the demons!" β
"That's what I mean!" Mavi also nodded proudly, "Also, I'm going to see if those demon hunters who can only jump around in two jumps are what they look like in actual combat!" β
"You masked monsters are the ones you look like!"
"You blind people!"
"It's ridiculous to talk about a watchman with a layer of iron cover!"
"That's a lot better than you tattooed demons who call themselves demon hunters!"
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Looking at the two people who started arguing again, Drunken Wind and Onexia looked at each other and smiled--this script looks a little familiar!
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In the Crow Fortress, the Demon Hunters and Watchers quickly assembled, and this group of absolute elites, numbering only more than 700 people, set off on the large ship of the Crow Fortress and headed east to Kurtiras.
Thankfully, the Broken Isles weren't far from Kurtilas, and a few days later, Drunken Wind arrived at the Sea Kingdom with these troops.
In front of Admiral Dalin, Drunken Wind brought up that interesting three-way deal.
"What do you mean......"
"That's right!" Drunken Wind nodded, "I think now, it's time for the frostwolf orcs to fulfill their promise, this battle is about the whole of Azeroth!" β
"Are you sure the orcs won't be on the side of the demons?" Dai Lin raised an eyebrow, "What if their choice was the same as it was ten years ago?" β
"No kidding, Dalin." Drunken Wind shrugged, "I've known Logosh for so long, what do you say?" (To be continued.) )