Chapter 635: I Have a Name

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Child of Destiny favored by both Light and Shadow.

When many people hear this title, they can't help but exclaim:

What Mai De'an, Gianna, World De, World Sa, all of them are weak, Illidan is the real son!

Favored by both Light and Shadow, Illidan's accomplishments are immeasurable.

That's why Sean cares so much about Illidan.

Illidan, Alsace, Kael'thas.

Three equally tragic characters.

Illidan was the one who had the last laugh!

The battle for the Dark Temple is coming to an end.

The main enemies have been killed, and the remaining demons entrenched in the Dark Temple still need to be cleared by the Shattrath coalition.

Khadgar is busy and has no time to waste here.

He took one last look at Sean, and then left to lead the Shattrath coalition to clear the demons.

Before leaving, he said something to Sean.

It's a warning.

"Illidan is not a man who is willing to give in. Sean, you have to be careful. ”

Sean understood Khadgar's concerns.

Illidan is indeed a character who is not very well handled.

He has experienced so many betrayals, and in the eyes of the world, he has betrayed many times, and he is a capricious villain.

And his strength is too strong, only with the Medivan Sealing Technique can he be restrained. If you let him escape from the seal, it will be even more difficult to seal him again.

It's almost impossible anymore.

Sean's strength is not too strong, and he can't be Illidan's opponent at all.

If it weren't for the surprise, even if he had the Book of Medivan, even if it was the Medivan Sealing Technique, he might not be able to seal him.

Talking to such a person is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger.

But Sean didn't stop thinking about it.

Because there are so many things that Khadgar doesn't understand.

And Sean understands.

That's what Sean and Illidan are negotiating with.

And now, he has to use his own methods to enter the sealed world and negotiate with Illidan.

Medivan Sealing Technique, when casting spells, you need to formulate a spatial coordinate, and seal a part of the space into another space, and Sean naturally knows that coordinate.

It is useless for others to know this coordinates.

Because Medivan Sealing itself is a very powerful protection/suppression spell, it is almost impossible to open the seal with spells or other means from a distance to different dimensions, unless the caster's strength reaches the level of Medivan and Egwen.

There are not many such people in the whole of Azeroth.

There aren't many in the Outlands either.

Sean couldn't do it either.

But he still has a space-time portal.

The space-time gate can enter any space-time, as long as it has the coordinates of that space-time.

Therefore, Sean, who has the coordinates of that sealing space, can naturally use the power of the space-time gate to enter that space.

Sean didn't intend to enter in person, though.

Because that's too dangerous.

Medivan Sealing Technique cannot completely seal Illidan's body, but only seals the space where Illidan is located, and Illidan is free in that space.

If Sean had entered, he would have been attacked by Illidan immediately.

After all, for the person who sealed himself, Illidan probably won't have a good temper.

So this time, he just pinned a little bit of spiritual power on the body of a golem, and then let this golem enter that space.

Before Sean could even speak, the golem was greeted by Illidan's Aeginos Blade.

In an instant, the golem turned into a pile of scrap metal.

And Sean's little spiritual power was also directly killed by Illidan, and he didn't perceive anything.

Sean shook his head, unimpressed.

This is to be expected.

If Illidan hadn't killed the golem, he would have been surprised.

Once again, Sean attached his psychic power to a golem and entered that space.

And then continue to be destroyed.

For the next half hour, Sean repeated his previous movements.

One golem after another has been destroyed by Illidan, and there are more than 100 of them to date.

But it doesn't matter, Sean has a golem.

The puppet factory has been upgraded to level 4, and these lowest-level golems are produced very quickly, and can produce a thousand per day.

Anyway, the materials stored in the warehouse are very sufficient, and if Sean wants to, he can get 30,000 low-level puppets in a month.

Not necessarily, though.

Because at his level, low-level puppets no longer have any meaning. No amount of low-level golems could cause damage to demigod-level spellcasters.

In Sean's eyes, these low-level puppets are really just numbers.

The only use is probably to send it to that space to vent for Illidan.

A full hour of time.

Illidan killed at least 200 low-level golems before his anger was out of steam.

When another iron golem entered the space, Sean finally saw what Illidan was like now.

He stood in the space, his eyes staring straight at the iron golem, the anger in his eyes gradually extinguished.

Having eliminated more than two hundred low-level golems, he understood that there was no point in doing so.

It can't hurt Sean at all, and Sean won't care about such a little attrition.

That's why he stopped doing it.

But that doesn't mean he's going to give Sean a good look.

Illidan stared at Sean coldly, snorted, and shouted, "Half-elf mage, you have the ability to come in personally!" What kind of ability is it to get these puppets in? ”

The words are full of contempt and disdain.

He looked down on Sean.

Sean wanted to shrug his shoulders, but found that the structure of the iron golem was too simple to even shrug his shoulders, so he had to spread his hands and said disapprerovingly: "I don't have the ability." ”

Not capable.

Sean's answer was crisp and crisp.

He didn't refute, didn't reason, didn't try to provoke Illidan or quibble, but directly admitted that he really didn't have the ability to really enter this space.

Acknowledging Illidan's strength and admitting his weakness.

So what?

Sean never takes advantage of his lips because there is no point in it.

He is a man who pays attention to real interests.

Sean's answer was beyond Illidan's expectations.

The powerful demon hunter twitched his lips, almost amused by Sean's words, and almost annoyed by Sean's attitude of "scoundrel" and "I just won't come in, what can you do with me".

He scoffed, "Half-elf mage, you don't deserve your identity at all. A mage, a mage who has stepped into a legend, actually speaks in such a tone, it's just, it's ......"

For a moment, Illidan couldn't find the right adjective.

"It's just an insult to the mage profession."

Sean said lightly: "Illidan, you may not know, in fact, my path as a mage has only reached the archmage stage. The reason why he has the current mana is all because he has absorbed part of Karazhan's energy. In addition......"

Sean paused for a moment, and then said sincerely: "I'm not called 'half-elf mage', let alone 'that half-elf mage', I have a name." ”

"My name is Sean, Sean Hazuki."

"If 10,000 years of prison life haven't broken your brain, you should remember this surname." (To be continued.) )