Two days after Illidan asked the White Tiger to send Tyrande back to rest......

Felwood Forest, the Night Elf camp in front of the Woodthroat Keep.

The faint morning light dappled from the lush shade of the forest, reflecting on Tyrande's delicate and charming countenance. The changing light finally woke up the moon priest who was guarded by the white tiger and rested soundly. Because of the invasion of demons, the priestess who had been running around and toiling for days and days to stop the enemy had already been exhausted and exhausted.

This sleep is two full days.

As if dreaming of some terrible scene in a dream, Tyrande's bewitching moth frowned slightly, and suddenly woke up from the demon in a second, sat up and exclaimed:

"Illidan, don't !!"

"Don't let dreams cloud your eyes, darling!" A pair of large, powerful hands gently pressed against Tyrande's violently trembling shoulders, and a calm and familiar voice came from the priestess's ear: "He's not here, it's me." ”

The calm tone seemed to have a calming magic, and Tyrande, who had just woken up from a nightmare, finally came back to his senses. The sloppy gaze had regained focus, and the priestess could see clearly the man beside him who was holding a pair of vigorous antlers on his head and gently embracing herself in his arms, and the soft and warm gaze he looked at herself.

"Malfurion! Have you woken up from your Emerald dream? Tyrande tuffled the loose strands of hair from his sideburns and replied with a look of surprise, and the milk swallow hugged the man who had been guarding him all along.

"In the Emerald Dream Realm, I already knew the news of the attack of the demons...... Rest assured, I've got me! ”

Grand Druid Malfurion* Fury nodded softly in response, patted Tyrande on the back, and comforted his worried lover in a firm tone.

"Well, I believe you."

Even a smart and resolute strong woman like Tyrande will show her little daughter next to Malfurion, her childhood sweetheart. But it didn't take long for Love to break free from the security brought by Malfurion's arms without a trace. The Priestess of the Moon raised her head with some trepidation, stared into Malfurion's tender eyes looking at her, and asked in a hesitant tone:

"That'...... Have you seen Illidan yet? I used the excuse to transfer Mavi and release him from prison...... He... will help us fight the Burning Legion! ”

Illidan.

His own brother, the younger brother who once made an unforgivable mistake...... A younger brother who has been separated for 10,000 years.

In just a few minutes, hearing the name from his lover again, Malfurion's face suddenly became gloomy and solemn. After a long silence, the Great Druid finally replied, "You shouldn't have released him, Tyrande." So that he will not have a chance to attack you and escape alone! ”

"Attack? Escape? No. No! You've misunderstood him, Malfurion! The lover's answer stunned the Priestess of the Moon, who had only recovered from her astonishment for a long time, defended Illidan almost without thinking: "I know, he only knocked me out when he saw that I was too tired and wanted me to rest, and he would never want to hurt me!" Illidan didn't run away, he just went to patrol the forest in my place to guard against the invasion of demons! ”

Seeing Tyrande defend his brother with some excitement, Malfurion's young green eyebrows furrowed slightly. Stretching out his hand to interrupt the lover's argument, he replied in a stern tone:

"Since he left the camp, he has not been seen for two days and two nights. Whether he's fleeing or taking refuge with the demons as I feared, or he's patrolling the defense area and scouting the enemy......"

"We all have to find him first and figure this out first!"

At the end, Malfurion* looked embarrassed and whispered:

"I just hope for 10,000 years in prison. It can make him realize what he really did wrong...... The air was full of filthy and evil breath, and every qiē here seemed to have been polluted. ”

Looking at the middle of the Felwood Forest, which used to be full of life, but now it is this ** dilapidated look, Tyrande wrinkled his nose and said with an annoyed and worried face, the demons of the Burning Legion have corrupted the forest and all things in nature. Angering the nature-loving Night Elves. Even if she was prepared in her heart, when she really saw the filthy and evil appearance of this place now, the Priestess of the Moon could not contain the anger in her chest......

"It's not like, it's really all polluted." Malfurion crouched down and picked up a handful of yellow-black dirt with his hand, and a black gas suddenly rose from his hand. The smell was like the smell of corpses, or the smell of old garbage heaps that had been piled up for a long time. This made Tyrande stand beside him in a tone of voice. Subconsciously held his breath and took two steps back.

"Desolate and pathetic...... I could feel the natural anger and grief here, the incomparably suppressed, indescribable anger and grief......" The Great Druid Malfurion twisted his fingers as he watched the sand slide from his fingers. As if to expel the foul smell, he stood up with a wry smile and shook his head at the night sentries and druids behind him, and said, "Let's look around the neighborhood." ”

"The withered ancient tree tells me that the source of evil that the demon has placed in the forest is in this valley. If...... Illidan is really patrolling the defense area, and he will definitely not skip here! But beware, we're likely to run into the Burning Legion or the undead scourge masters. ”

With that, Malfurion* Fury had risen and walked briskly towards the center of the valley......

……

Felwood Forest Scarlet Valley.

In front of the massive body of the Dreadlord, the Moon Priestess Tyrande* Whisper and Grand Druid Malfurion* Fury, along with a group of members of the Night Elf Search Party behind them, were clenching their weapons and staring awe-inspiring at the other powerful demon in front of them.

This demonic figure is the kind that all men yearn for, powerful but well-defined. Each piece of the knotted muscle looked like it was made of steel.

The cumbersome and rugged magic patterns occupied the parts above his chest and arms, glowing with a cold and cold light. There are two curved horns with huge arcs on his head, and the green glow that is unique to demons bursts from his black eyepatch sockets. The two bat-like wings on the back, the dense blood vessels on them are intertwined like the roots and veins of a tree, giving people a stale and terrifying feeling.

The thick skeleton seems to puncture the epidermis, and the body is about to crack. Under the slender legs, the lowest end of the foot is a pair of black sheep's hooves with anti-joints. Just like all Eredar demons

The two handles are dark green, like bow-shaped symmetry, with sharp blades inside and outside and serrated teeth like canine teeth, and the crescent blades are randomly inserted into the ground on both sides of the body. A majestic and bloody depravity permeated from the blade.

The combination of a blind eye, a cold temperament, and a demonic form reveals a dark rebelliousness and chaotic violence in front of everyone's eyes.

The demon didn't seem to pay attention to everyone at all, and a pair of large hands played with a skull in his hand that was constantly emitting evil energy. The calm and unhurried majesty made everyone dare not act rashly for a while.

"Damn demon, what did you do to my brother?"

After a long period of suppression, the great druid, who was constantly tearing and biting at the terrible thought guessed in his heart, asked with a look of anger, this demon has a powerful dark and corrosive aura attached to it. Even he felt a great deal of pressure.

Tyrande, who was dressed in a white robe and barefoot with a silver bow beside him, did not speak, but his gaze was complicated. With a woman's intuition. She sensed the demon in front of her, Illidan who had been solved out of the cage by herself.

It's just that how did he become like this?

"My brother, can't you really feel my breath anymore? Or is it that 10,000 years of captivity have made you deliberately forget, and there is a younger brother like me who has disgraced you? The demon's face showed a mocking smile, and he spoke sneeringly. Then he looked at Tyrande again, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.

"You're Illidan?" Malfurion took two steps back in surprise. His jaw was good, and those vine-like beards were trembling violently: "You, a guy who has become a demon from appearance to bones, say that you are Illidan? ”

Looking at the hideous and cold demon in front of him, his face resembling Illidan*Fury's, and the two terrifying twin blades beside him, which were stuck upside down on the ground and identical to Illidan's usual blades, Malfurion*'s mind suddenly crossed a bad news that he didn't want to believe the most: his only brother, Illidan*Fury, had finally gone astray and taken refuge in the demon of the Burning Legion!

"Put away your heart-wrenching look, my brother. I became like this just to prove my worth. "Obviously, even if they have been separated for 10,000 years. Even with just one expression, Illidan still knew exactly what was going on in his brother's heart. "I'm a demon hunter, how can a hunter be willing to fall into the prey and mingle?"

The emerald demon eyes flashed a faint cold light, and the demon hunter Illidan slowly raised his head, with a proud expression on his face, and announced in a deep voice, "You feel it too." A vanguard of the Burning Legion arrived and polluted the Felwood Forest. “

"And me! He has destroyed the source of the pollution, and killed the culprit of the pollution of the Felwood Forest, the leader of the Dreadlord, Tikdios. ”

"The pollution problem has been solved by me."

"Just like 10,000 years ago, I have once again done what my people could not do! I am the savior of this land, and I am fulfilling my mission! ”

……

However, in order to increase his strength in the battle against the Burning Legion, he did not hesitate to draw on the power of evil energy; In order to prove that he is not at odds with the devil. Illidan, who was trustworthy and fought to the death to kill a strong enemy, did not wait for the admiration of his people, the boast of his brother, and the embrace of his beloved......

But......

"Enough!" Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, and the gloomy face of the demon hunter, Grand Druid Malfurion* suddenly shouted angrily. Mixed with irrepressible anger and sorrow: "You've come this far, Illidan...... The last thing I wanted to see happened......"

"It's a ridiculous reason to be a demon in order to kill a demon, so does that explain your purpose in becoming a demon? My brother, the power you've been chasing frantically is the real reason why you became a demon today......"

Malfurion's eyes stared at the demonic flames at Illidan's feet, his eyes growing with rage, and he roared at his brother in a furious tone:

"You've been thinking about how to be strong...... In order to be strong, so you seek power. But the power is never-ending, so the more you want it. The farther away it is from you, until you can't extricate yourself!! Because you never thought about what this power should be used for! You, as pathetic as the high-class elven cousins who once pursued arcane power! ”

"Illidan, in this world, whether it's the Light Doctrine, the Shamanic Doctrine, or the Druid Doctrine, they all have one thing in common! That is, their followers learn and master this power for one purpose - to bring peace and tranquility to this world! Find a balance between civilization and nature! Or rather, to heal the wounds that this thing has brought to the world! ”

"The pursuit of power in order to prove it is a dead end. But you ...... Never understood! Even if I endure the pain of imprisoning you for 10,000 years and making you reflect, you... I still don't understand this truth! ”

"Power is not a qiē. No matter where this power comes from! ”

After a long pause, staring at Illidan's unruly and unwilling face to admit defeat, Grand Druid Malfario* Fury finally waved the staff of his right hand and said in a lonely tone, "You go, Illidan." You... Banished. ”

"Banishment?"

Illidan froze, a strong sense of humiliation welled up in his chest and rushed to his mind, he didn't expect that he would fight with all his might, even risking death. Desperately killed, the culprit who came to pollute the Felwood Forest, the Dreadlord Tikdios, and solved the pollution problem of the Felwood Forest, but instead of being rewarded, he was rewarded for the trial......

"Malfurion......" Tyrande nervously grabbed Malfurion's arm, and the chief priestess of the Moon Temple also did not expect Malfurion to ignore Illidan's merits and directly announce the judgment of Illidan.

"My love." Malfurion sighed and explained why she was doing this, "Illidan is now a complete demon now. He became what he had been hunting and killing, betraying the glory of his tribe. He had always admired killing, and when he became demonized, the desire to kill would be even stronger. I'm scared... I was afraid that one day, because of his indiscriminate killing of innocents, I would be forced to kill my own brother with my own hands. ”

"Don't give me an excuse to execute you with my own hands...... Illidan! Forever! Never return to your people......" gently gripped Tyrande's soft thorn as if soothingly. Malfurion turned around and reminded word by word in an almost cold tone:

"As of today, you will not be welcomed by the Night Elves... Defector! ”

As soon as the Great Druid's words fell, a fierce and ruthless and violent momentum rose into the sky, and suddenly pressed like him, making Malfurion's face turn white, and he mobilized the power of nature in his body to barely respond.

The Demon Hunter, who unleashed a flood of demonic energy, threw the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand into his magic backpack, and reached out with one move, two Aeginos blades burning with evil flames. It spun and flew into his hands. The sudden explosion of blood and the bitter murderous intent almost oppressed all the Night Elves, including Malfurion, who had just threatened to execute the Demon Hunter himself.

The bones of Illidan's whole body exploded, and the muscles of his whole body trembled slightly from the irrepressible humiliation in his chest. It wasn't until he saw Tyrande, who was sad and confused, that Illidan reluctantly suppressed the murderous intent and boiling anger in his chest, and said in a calm tone that he had barely spoken with all his might:

"So be it. My brother! ”

The demon hunter deliberately bit the word brother very hard, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdainful and sad sneers. He felt that there were countless knives cutting and pulling in his heart, cutting it into pieces—he had done a great job, proved his worth, and so on.

Malfurion's resolute words made Illidan discard the last trace of attachment to the Night Elves.

Turning in silence, a somewhat lonely Illidan furious wind folded his wings and was about to walk east......

"Illidan, can't you explain it to your brother?" Tyrande shouted in despair as he looked at the back of the Demon Hunter. The two brothers broke up completely, and the expelled Illidan was forced to flee the country...... Such an outcome is definitely something she doesn't want to see.

"Explain? No, you don't! He can think whatever he wants. ”

Hearing the Moon Priestess's inquiry, Illidan's movements paused slightly, feeling the resentful gaze of Tyrande behind him, but Illidan still did not look back. He didn't even slow down his pace by half a minute, just tilted his head slightly, and said in a tone with a hint of guilt after a while: "It's you." Tyrande ...... I'm sorry, maybe I can't do anything for you anymore in the future...... Take care of yourself! ”

Proud, like Illidan, only thinks that it is a shame to justify himself with words.

If Tyrande believes in himself and cares about himself, what can he do even if he is the enemy of the whole world?

He deliberately suppressed the wounds in his body, killing Tikdios, the leader of the Dreadlords, whom even the Lich King feared, and even though he devoured the skull of Gul'dan, who possessed great power, he was still severely wounded.

He thought that he deserved to be treated like a hero today, he thought that his people should see clearly that he was thinking about them today, and he thought that he had surpassed his brother today. He thought that today Tyrande would take a fresh look at himself......

Interpretation? Hahaha...... "Illidan, who had walked a long way, suddenly let out a kind of sad and wild laughter. I obviously didn't do anything wrong, why should I explain, I want to be wrong, and you are the ones who are wrong! Banishment. This is how I end? Even if I am banished and lose a qiē, at least, I still have power!

Illidan remembered the long years he had been imprisoned in that dungeon after being knocked down by his brother, and after experiencing this loneliness that even the moon god could not bear, his people. What does the insulting title of exile, betrayal, mean to oneself?

The only regret is that I can no longer be by Tyrande's side......

The scenery on both sides was rapidly receding, and Illidan's lonely back disappeared from everyone's view, leaving only two rows of footprints of flames, and a suffocating pathos on the barren earth.

……

Twenty years of the Dark Gate, on the eve of "Thanksgiving".

Kill the demon hunter Illidan * Fury of Tikdios, the leader of the Dreadlord clan and one of the leaders of the Burning Legion. Exiled by his brother Dadruid Malfurion* Fury, he became a "betrayer...... Two days have passed since the ambush against the Burning Legion that had descended on the Ash Valley.

After cleaning the battlefield, the soldiers of the coalition forces have retreated to their respective stations to make final preparations for the decisive battle that is about to begin.

The victory in this ambush battle greatly slowed down the advance of the demon army against the holy mountain of Hyjal. And with the time that the coalition soldiers fought for, the three defense lines on the seamount finally had plenty of time for construction. Especially when the Felwood Forest Demon Troop and the army of the undead. After the news of being defeated by the Druid forces led by Grand Druid Malfurion, who had awakened from the Emerald Dream, the morale of the coalition forces skyrocketed.

At least until the next wave of demons arrives, the construction of the seamount defense line, which has now been completed, must also be completed. Even the supplies to supply the Allied forces to garrison the line were fully prepared and delivered to the three lines in batches.

Now, there is only one thing left for the tribes of the coalition army to do - the army will be drawn and stationed in the sea and mountains, waiting for a decisive battle with the Burning Legion.

……

Ash Valley, Warsong Canyon.

The matter of the expedition with the dragon wrestling army was entrusted to Hamuel * Rune Totem. Don, who had nothing to do, finally had time to implement the plan he had planned.

Striding into Kael'thas's tent, Don dragged the Blood Elf Prince into the corner of his tent full of copywriting.

"Goode, what are you doing so well?" The Blood Elf Prince, who was disturbed in his meditation, glared at Old Tang with an "angry face", and counted down angrily.

And looked suspicious. The bewildered Kael'thas and Old Tang had a lewd expression on his face, and said mysteriously:

"The key man in our plan has appeared!"

"Now......" A meaningful smile hung on the corner of Old Tang's mouth, "It's time to get to know this guy and have a good chat......

"Illidan?" The elven prince's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Old Tang tightly, waiting for his answer.

"Well, it should be said that the will is depressed, and it is the down-and-out Illidan!"

No matter how old Tang's answer sounds, it has a little bit of a taste of robbery while the fire is burning (to be continued...... Q