The land burned by the fire of evil energy was not a single crop, as described in the ancient elven books, and nowadays, it is not a phrase or a picture in the books, but a scene in Azeroth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Theramore has been destroyed, and the once magnificent port city is left with nothing left after the Burning Legion.

A pale blue energy fluctuation emerged from the air, and then a portal appeared above the territory of Theramore, and out of it suddenly came a girl with an indifferent face.

She is none other than Gianna, the proud daughter of the heavens who once Dalaran and the leader of Theramore. Facing Theramore, who had turned into scorched earth, although her face was expressionless, she clenched the staff in her hand.

"Burning Legion...... I will make you pay a heavy price. ”

"What the damn Scourge is?"

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Orgrimmar.

Meteors streaked across the sky, it was Hellfire, and it was also the Legion.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, hellfire slammed into Orgrimmar, a stone-made demon with an eternal flame of evil that raged among the orcs.

"Strength and Honor!" The orc warriors raised their axes and rushed at each of the Hellfires that landed in Orgrimmar, the sharp axes streaked across the Hellfire's body, but it seemed as if it had no effect at all.

"The power of the elements, obey my call and destroy the demon in front of me." Thrall's voice echoed in a whisper through Orgrimmar.

Immediately after, the earth began to tremble, the air began to fluctuate irregularly, the bonfire not far away and the water in the pond beat restlessly, and soon, a huge stone element drilled out of the earth, it roared loudly, and slammed its fist into the hellfire in front of it.

"Dang!"

The force of the impact caused the hellfire to fall backwards, but soon, from the second floor, an orc with a huge axe in his hand slashed at the hellfire, only to see a burst of sparks from the hellfire's skull, and then the hellfire was completely destroyed.

"Win or die!" Grom Hellroar raised the blood roar in his hand as he looked at Thrall not far away, the orc leader looking haggard.

"It's not the way to go." Grom walked over to Thrall, and he said as low as he could, "I saw a sight in the pool of blood. ”

"The Burning Legion is coming into this world through a portal." Grom paused, tried to keep his voice as soft as he could, and said, "Kil'Gardan has called us allegiance to him. But you are the chief, and I leave this decision to you. ”

Thrall took a deep breath, "Brother, we will not be slaves to the demons anymore, you once told me how painful it is to live as a slave in Lordaeron, and you don't want to be a slave. ”

"You also told me that orcs will never be slaves."

This time it was Grom's turn to be silent, and he waved his battle axe uneasily: "Then what should we do, fight the demon?" ”

Thrall nodded: "Not long ago, a noble mage told us that all the forces on Azeroth will be united against the Burning Legion, and even the elves will work with us. ”

"We can't be slaves to the Burning Legion."

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Felwood Forest

Azeroth was in chaos, as Illidan had seen with his own eyes, and he quietly walked through the valley of the ashes, not long before his quarrel with Malfurion had caused him to resent his own people.

He had given everything for the elves, and now he was no longer willing to give any of his strength.

The world was in ruin, and Illidan had seen it in the War of the Ancients, the Burning Legion that had cleaved the world, the unparalleled power, the demons from the extraterrestrial world, stronger than the elves in every way.

Illidan crouched down and grabbed a pile of dirt from the ground with his hand, which had been burned by the flames of evil energy not long ago, and there was not a single bit of life in it.

Illidan began to worry about whether the world would survive the war. In the last War of the Ancients, although the top combat power of the elves was betrayed to the Burning Legion, the Azeroth coalition still has many powerful demigods, and has powerful warriors like themselves.

But now?

10,000 years have passed, and whether there are still a few ancient demigods, this is still a question, what is left of the powerful coalition army in the past?

Only a weaker Cadore, the Night Elves, were left to be the Burning Legion's opponents after entering the forest under the leadership of Malfurion, who had no knowledge of magic at all?

Illidan had an emerald green flame dancing in his hand, and it was the evil power. The power of the Burning Legion made Illidan understand that in this world, this chaotic force could destroy all enemies who stood in his way.

A wry smile appeared on Illidan's face, he was blinded, but he was regarded as a monster by his people, and he was considered a heretic by his people because he absorbed demonic power in his physical strength.

But so what, Illidan never felt that he was wrong, all of this, these stupid guys, who had no idea how powerful and ...... the Burning Legion was Despair.

"Malfurion is wrong. If the Burning Legion cannot be defeated, then everything is empty talk. Illidan said softly. Then a wry smile appeared on his face: "I have been imprisoned for 10,000 years. ”

Ten thousand years, if these times are used for his cultivation, then he should be able to become the most powerful warrior in Azeroth.

"But the purpose of my existence is to slay demons...... Burning Legion, you are killing yourselves. ”

"Is that what you really think? Demon Hunter. The cold voice came from the forest, which alerted Illidan, and he raised the blade in his hand, and the blade of Aesinrus had accompanied him for ten thousand years, and slain countless powerful enemies for him.

But now he felt like he had a strong enemy.

From the end of the forest, a skeletal war horse gradually emerged from the woods, and then a man with snow-white hair said slowly: "Just an elf...... Against the Burning Legion. ”

Frost Sorrow froze the cold air, and Arthas looked at Illidan not far away, raising the Frost Sorrow in his hand, he hadn't fought a truly strong man since he had acquired this artifact.

"Undead, you have provoked me, do you dare to fight me?" Illidan said coldly. (To be continued.) )