There is no doubt that Malfurion and Tyrande have very different attitudes towards Illidan.

Among them, the latter regarded him as an infatuated suitor, and even the long imprisonment of 10,000 years still did not make this strong feeling fade.

On this basis alone, Tyrande would never have had any disgust or hatred for Illidan.

After all, just as a man will never dislike too many beauties around him who pursue him, a woman will not refuse a spare tire that is both handsome and infatuated, and good enough.

So after she woke up her husband, she immediately thought of releasing Illidan and asking him to help her resist the invasion of the Burning Legion.

In contrast, Malfurion's feelings for his biological brother are very complicated.

On the one hand, after seizing the supreme leadership of the Night Elf race, he repeatedly used his identity and position to shield Illidan.

Not to mention anything else, just secretly creating a second well of eternity, in the political environment at that time, replaced by someone else, was 100% executed.

But what about Illidan?

It's just that he's imprisoned.

The Night Elves are immortal, so time means nothing to them.

As long as you are alive, there are endless possibilities for the future.

In addition, this guy's pretending to defect to the Burning Legion was not liquidated after the fact.

The fate of other high-level elves who cooperate with demons is simply incomparable.

So the privileges of the ruling class can never go away.

The idea that everyone is equal before the law is a complete joke.

Not before, not now, and never will be.

Not to mention, the Night Elves' rather primitive parliamentary system of government could not have strict laws and a state apparatus to enforce them.

On the other hand, Malfurion is also quite concerned about the fact that his brother has pursued Tyrande.

It can even be said that the most irreconcilable contradiction between the brothers, there is no one.

Compared to this, the creation of a second Well of Eternity without authorization, and the secret study of forbidden arcane magic and evil magic, are simply not worth mentioning.

This can be glimpsed by Malfurion's anger when he later learns of Tyrande's death, but when he learns that the latter is still alive, he immediately changes his face.

So whether he was imprisoned or banished, his goal was always one, and that was to keep Illidan as far away from his wife as possible.

Otherwise, God knows if he has been immersed in the emerald dream for a long time, and Tyrande will gradually come together with him because of loneliness or long-term love.

After all, the Night Elves are quite open to both sexes.

As for the treatment of Illidan, the "deviant" brother, Malfurion never thought of killing him, and kept suppressing him from beginning to end, so that he could not become the leader of the Night Elves.

In addition, Vanda Deer Helmet and Mavi Shadow Song are both participants in high-level power games.

Among them, Mavi Shadowsong almost replaced Tyrande as the leader of the Night Elf women in the Battle of the Ancients, and Vanda Deerhelm has been openly criticizing and opposing Tyrande's desire to replace him.

Contrary to the peaceful and calm that many people have in mind, the Night Elves have never been fuel-efficient lamps.

The internal power struggle has not stopped for a moment.

It's just that the couple controls one of the most powerful spellcaster groups in the group, the druids, and the other controls the sacrificial and sentinel troops.

Outsiders are clearly powerless to challenge this near-invincible political pairing.

Coupled with the invasion of the Burning Legion, all the Night Elves were reminded of the terrible catastrophe 10,000 years ago, and it was inevitable that they would unite around the two leaders as never before to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle.

Whoever dares to do something at this time, I'm afraid that he will be labeled as a devil and a spy immediately.

So the current Hyjal Mountains look like a united scene, and no one dares to jump out and say the opposite at such a time.

As thousand-year-old trees are placed on the road to Mount Hyjal, military fortresses and fortresses have been erected.

Especially those giants made of hard stone all over their bodies, each of which rivals the mighty Doom Guardians, and is one of the Night Elves' most powerful and reliable allies.

In addition, those Chimeras that can spit out magical attacks and corrosive acids can also serve the purpose of reducing the number of demon armies at critical moments.

Already having experience in the Battle of the Ancients, both Malfurion and Tyrande knew exactly how to deal with the Burning Legion's attack.

Therefore, under their arrangement, even if Akmund personally led the team, it would take a lot of effort to reach the World Tree.

But what the two didn't know was that while they were in full swing to set up their defenses, Illidan had already found the source of the pollution in the depths of the Felwood Forest, the Skull of Guldan.

It was an ugly and eerie-looking orc skull, emitting a green glow of evil energy from its eye sockets.

A group of satyrs who had defected to the Burning Legion were guarding the skulls placed on the altar.

Illidan, who had never been cruel to anyone, didn't even say a word of nonsense, and rushed up and tore the bodies of these fragile demonic creatures with his sword, burning them to death with evil flames.

For the most powerful demon hunters, numbers have long ceased to have any meaning.

As soon as he began to sacrifice his mana, a terrifying heat of fire would envelop his body, and even the slightest closer would make him feel the pain of his soul being burned.

So Illidan effortlessly killed all the guards around the altar, even the two powerful Doom Guards.

But just as he was about to reach out and touch the skull that exuded amazing power, he suddenly felt a powerful energy appear out of thin air.

When I turned around, it turned out to be a human who looked very close to Arthas.

Only this time it's not the dead, it's the living.

"Who are you?"

The Demon Hunter stopped his Night Elf warriors from attacking. I

Because under his special vision, he can clearly see the shadow and death power contained in the other party's body, as well as some kind of distorted life force that has never been seen before, as well as arcane, holy light, evil energy and other diametrically opposed energy attributes.

This is obviously unusual.

If an ordinary person had stored so much conflicting energy in his body, he would have exploded from the inside with a bang.

But the sudden guy in front of him not only did not explode, but instead made the energy of different attributes form a perfect cycle in the body, constantly transforming and circulating to the adjacent attributes.

"Hello, Illidan Fury. It's the first time we've met, but I've been hearing you for a long time. ”

Zuo Si said hello with a smile on his face.

Although according to the original plan, it was not intended to appear at such a time.

But after observing Gul'dan's skull, he suddenly changed his mind.

Because after reading the Book of Medivan, Zuo Si realized that the Skull of Gul'dan was not just a part of the power, knowledge and memories left behind by a powerful warlock, but also a soul attached to him, at least a very important part of the soul.

Combined with the spells recorded in the Book of Medivan, the skull was able to tear a rift even through the Titan's indestructible magical protection.

The reopening and closing of the dark door is the best proof of this.

Moreover, Neozu used it at the end of World War II to find a new world to live in for the orcs who remained in the world of Draenor.

This means that Guldan's Skull could be very useful to Zuosi.

"You know me?"

The Demon Hunter was visibly surprised.

Because the last time he appeared in the public eye was 10,000 years ago, when the Battle of the Ancients had just ended.

Later, during his captivity, he was even downplayed in the records of the Night Elves, so that many new generations had never heard of the name Illidan Furywind, let alone that Malfurion had a younger brother.

Normally, it is absolutely impossible for a newborn, short-lived race like humans to live for only a hundred years to know their names.

Zuo Si undoubtedly sensed the other party's doubts, but he didn't want to explain, but directly set his eyes on Guldan's skull, feeling the energy emanating from it, and confirmed in an instant that this thing must be very closely related to the Dark Gate and the Burning Legion's transverse portal.

Or that the evil magic that Gul'dan has obtained is probably the most comprehensive and complex of all the warlocks, most likely directly from Kilgardan and Sargeras himself.

After all, the Legion was counting on him to break the Titan's protection and open the portal connecting Draenor to Azeroth.

This is also a good explanation why Gul'dan knew about the tomb of Sargeras, and wanted to seize the remains of the dark titan within, so that he could get rid of his mortal identity and become a powerful being like the other party.

From the beginning, this orc, tricked by fate, never had any real allegiance to the Burning Legion.

He simply wanted to gain strength and get rid of the days when he was humiliated, bullied, and abused by other orcs all day long.

Whether it is Akmund or Kilgardan, in Gul'dan's eyes, they are objects that can be surpassed.

Unfortunately, he was so eager that he was toyed with by Sargeras, who had taken over Medivan's body, and even his skull and soul were reduced to a prop after death.

Thinking of this, Zuo Si stretched out his hand and gently picked up the slightly hot skull, pursed the corners of his mouth and said meaningfully: "I think the reason why you came to find this orc skull must be to obtain the power, knowledge and memory inside, right?" ”

"That's right! I could feel the power of this skull that greatly strengthened the demonic power within me. If you don't want to be my enemy, then leave it to me now. ”

Illidan made no secret of his desire for Gul'dan's skull.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, but the Skull of Gul'dan is also very important to me, so I can't give it to you for the time being. But I can exchange something else with you, I wonder what you think? ”

Zuo Si suddenly cast a magic spell on the ugly orc skull in his hand that could hurt the soul.

Moment!

A piercing scream was released from the skull.

In an instant, more than a dozen of the nearest Night Elf female warriors fell to the ground in pain, and dark red blood beads flowed from their mouths, noses, and eyes.

If it weren't for the immortal physique that protected their souls, it would be estimated that they would all be dead by this time.

Obviously, before Illidan has sucked up all of its energy, this thing definitely deserves to be called an artifact.

Anyone holding it can cast all the Warlock spells at will, easily enslaving the Burning Legion demons as powerful as the Doom Guard, and even unleashing evil energy to directly pollute a large area of primeval forest.

As for the skull of Gul'dan that players get in the game, it should be drained of energy and only a little bit of residual power remains.

The gap between the two is simply not the same.

The most important thing is that through the skull of Gul'dan, Zuo Si can vaguely feel that the Burning Legion has built thousands of portals in the vast physical universe, and can also use the energy of these portals to a certain extent.

The reason why Neozu tore Draenor apart into what it is today was because of the close connection between Gul'dan and the Burning Legion portal.

Immediately after Illidan blew up the Dreadlord Mother Planet, Nasresa also took advantage of this.

In fact, it was not the power of the two casters themselves, but the energy they had injected into the Burning Legion's vast portal system.

With this amazing energy, tearing apart a planet is a breeze.

And the principle is probably similar to the huge arcane energy that detonates the Well of Eternity twice.

In the face of this kind of power, the artifact of the King of the Blue Dragon, the Rainbow of Focus, is completely a younger brother.

"Swap? What can you offer me? ”

Illidan stared at Gul'dan's skull and asked bluntly.

He's never been picky about power.

After all, this is a man who can jump from druid to mage, then from mage to demon hunter, and finally gain the power of a warlock with the help of Gul'dan's skull.

And when he became a mage, he didn't fall behind to exercise his melee combat ability.

As a mage, Illidan was able to defeat even powerful demons in hand-to-hand combat during the War of the Ancients.

Even many elite fighters couldn't hold out for a few rounds in front of him.

"What do you think of this?"

As he spoke, Zuo Si directly cast a Dalaran summoning magic.

Moment!

A huge body of the Abyss Lord appeared out of thin air in front of the altar, it was Manolos, who had been sucked alive by Grom Hell's Roar not long ago.

Just when this guy's soul wanted to escape back to the twisted void and wait for rebirth, it was directly detained by Zuo Si, who was hiding in the shadows, and sealed in his dry body along with the source of his evil power.

So purely in terms of strength and value, it is obviously much higher than Gul'dan's Skull.

If Illidan can absorb and seal Manolos' power, then he will definitely be stronger than himself in the original timeline, and he will also be able to obtain a lot of information about the Burning Legion.

"It's ...... Manolos? You actually killed him! ”

As a veteran of the War of the Ancients, Illidan recognized this terrifying Abyss Lord at a glance.

"No, it wasn't me who killed it, but a bunch of orcs who killed him. All I did was stop his soul from escaping back into the Twisted Void. Well, you should be okay with him in exchange for Gul'dan's skull, right? ”

Zuo Si's tone was full of sincerity.

After all, the demon hunter in front of him was one of the few people in this world that he really admired.

Whether it is self-sacrifice to fight against the enemy by evil and dark means to save one's hometown, or the kind of unswerving one's own path, which does not depend on the evaluation of the outside world at all, it is admired from the bottom of the heart.

The most important thing is that during the period of falling into darkness, Illidan never really forgot his original intention, until he achieved his goal of imprisoning the Dark Titan Sargeras.

Illidan touched his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded happily in agreement, "Yes, I accept the deal you offered."

I'm a little curious, though, why are you so interested in Gul'dan's Skull?

From a purely energy and power point of view, Manolos is clearly more valuable.

What's more, as the number one general under Akmund's command, he must also know many secrets about the interior of the Legion. ”

"The reasons for this are complex, and I am not in a position to explain.

You just need to know that I have no ill will towards you and the Night Elves.

Contrary.

I am an enemy of the Burning Legion, and I will lead my army to join forces with you to fend off Akmund's attacks.

Okay, now that the deal has been made, I won't bother you to absorb the power of the Abyss Lord.

Know that Tyrande and Malfurion could visit you at any time.

I'm not sure how they'll react to seeing you drain Manolos' power. ”

With that, Zuo Si left a meaningful smile and quickly left with Guldan's skull.

Hearing the names of his brother and the person he loved deeply, Illidan's heart was visibly fluctuating, and his expression was full of hesitation and struggle.

To be one of the most powerful mages in this world, he naturally couldn't be an idiot, of course, he knew that the current Night Elf society was hostile to the Burning Legion and demons, and it could even be said that it could be said to be hatred.

Once he has absorbed Manolos' powers, his body will inevitably take on demonic features, such as horns, wings, claws, and hooves, just like those of the fallen Sartres.

When the time comes, Malfurion will certainly immediately accuse him, and even imprison him again.

Tyrande would never fall in love with a monster with a demonic appearance.

But equally, Illidan knows better than any Night Elf how powerful the Dark Titan Sargeras and his Burning Legion are.

With the current strength of the natives of Azeroth, it would be a fool's dream to defeat them.

You must know that even in the largest invasion of the Ancient War, the other side only sent a small number of troops, which may be less than 1/10,000, 1/100,000, or 1/1 million of the total number of Burning Legions.

That's why he's always believed that if he wants to defeat the Burning Legion, he must first join them, get to know them, and then find their fatal weakness.

After a short ideological struggle, Illidan was no longer at all confused, and directly sent Tyrande to his Night Elf troops, and began to absorb the power of the Abyss Lord alone, and extracted Manolos's soul and sealed it in his body.

This process lasted for several hours.

By the time the magic ritual was complete, he had transformed from a tall, muscular Night Elf male into a flaming demon over five meters tall with a pair of giant bat-wings behind him.

There is no doubt that Illidan at this moment has finally incarnated as a complete demon hunter.

In particular, the huge amount of knowledge and information obtained from the souls of the other party allowed the avenger, who was determined to destroy the Burning Legion, to get the information he wanted, and at the same time made a plan for the next step in his mind.

But before he can do that, he has one more important thing to do, and that is to deal with the source of the corrupted Felwood Forest, Tikdios.

With the help of his massive wings behind him, Illidan soared straight into the air and circled over the heavily corrupted Felwood Forest.

As soon as they spot the traces of demons, they will immediately lower their altitude and begin to hunt unscrupulously.

Even though there was only one person, the demon he killed was terrified.

For demon hunters, every hunt is equivalent to taking valuable power from the demon.

With enough kills, any Demon Hunter will be able to gain strength, physique, and magical talent comparable to that of their opponent.

It didn't take long to clear the entire Felwood Forest of demons, and finally went straight to the largest portal in the area.

Tikdios was ordered to gather forces here, intending to join Akmund in advancing to Mount Haigar from two directions.

But he never expected that before he could complete the corruption of Fylewood Forest so that the Night Elves could no longer recruit allies here, a Grim Reaper suddenly descended from the sky, wielding a war blade and killing the elite Doomsday Guard team that had been summoned with three strikes and five divisions.

Even the Dreadlord himself may not be able to defeat these behemoths that are over eight meters tall and wield a greatsword burning with evil fire.

But Illidan not only killed them all, but also constantly released spells to kill or exile the demons that were constantly rushing from afar, and the whole set of actions was smooth and did not give the other party a chance to breathe.

"Stop him! Stop him! ”

Visibly nervous, Tikdios called for help from his men as he summoned two hellfires to smash at Illidan's location.

Since the latter was now completely demonic, he did not recognize the demon hunter who made a name for himself 10,000 years ago, but instead thought that some enemy in the legion wanted his life.

You must know that although the Burning Legion has a complete set of strict command system and subordinate system, it is still inclined to chaos in nature, advocating that whoever has the bigger fist is qualified to climb to a higher position.

This is why Illidan went to Draenor to overthrow Maximidon's rule and proclaimed himself King of the Outlands, but instead of killing him, Kil'Gardan acknowledged this fact and promised to write off his betrayal as long as he could complete his mission to destroy the Lich King and the Scourge Legion.

"Dreadlord! Today is your day of death! No one can save you! ”

Illidan grinned.

"Who sent you? Isn't he afraid of angering Lord Akmund? ”

Tikdios questioned in a fierce voice, trying to intimidate the Assassin in front of him with the name of the Polluter.

But how could Illidan, who had already been murderous, be afraid of Akmund.

After all, he was the one who even the Dark Titan Sargeras would dare to deceive, so he didn't even say a word of nonsense, picked up two blades and launched a stormy attack.

As for Tikdios, he had no power to fight back at all except barely parrying, and he had to retreat one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the huge wings had been torn to pieces.

In fact, the Dreadlord race has never been good at head-on combat.

They usually prefer to use infiltration, seduction, and corruption to achieve their goals when carrying out their tasks.

Seeing that his injuries were getting worse and worse, but his opponent was still at ease, and he could even use his hands to cast all kinds of spells to destroy the demons and undead creatures who rushed over to help, Tikdios finally realized that he was in danger today, and immediately wanted to die together.

Unfortunately, Illidan sensed this, and quickly cast a mana burn, quickly draining the magic power from the Dreadlord King's body, so that he couldn't even cast a spell.

Then he cut off the latter's hands and feet with a fierce attack, and finally cut off his head with a single blow.

When the energy of Shadow and Death suddenly erupted from Tikdios's body, forming a terrifying explosion.

Rumble!!!!!

Coincidentally, the location of his death happened to be close to the portal.

As a result, the energy explosion triggered a chain reaction of portals, eventually engulfing everything within a radius of thousands of meters.

The earth was torn apart by the evil energy that poured out of the portal, and green flames erupted from the cracks like a tsunami.

Along with them, there are also fire elemental creatures that have escaped from the elemental plane by taking advantage of the extreme instability of space.

But in just a few seconds, they turned green under the influence of evil energy.

There is no doubt that just as the Elder Gods were able to corrupt elemental creatures and become their own minions, the evil powers of the Burning Legion can also turn elemental creatures into cannon fodder under their control.

And in just a few minutes of the portal tearing apart, hundreds of hellfires poured out from the other side, completely turning the surrounding area into a black scorched earth.

There is no doubt that their appearance means that the entire Felwood Forest is finished.

Even Illidan himself couldn't intercept so many rampage Hellfires at the same time.

Not to mention the large number of other types of demons and Night Elves that have been summoned to transform into Sartyr.

Just as he was about to use his demonic powers to lessen the evil power that was encroaching on the land, Malfurion and Tyrande finally chased after him with their army.

When they saw Illidan's hideous and terrifying appearance, the couple was instantly stunned, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Malfurion was even more straightforward and shouted, "Filthy demon! What did you do to my brother? ”

"It's me, brother, that's what I've become, not some kind of demon."

Illidan identified himself in a slightly heavy tone.

Because he had noticed that Tyrande's face beside him had become very shocked and ugly.

"Nope! Illidan! How can you ......"

Before the chief priestess could finish speaking, Illidan quickly replied, "I have killed the source of the contamination of this land.

Forests slowly recover over time, just as the ravaged land was 10,000 years ago.

I fulfilled my promise to help our race eradicate a dangerous enemy.

You shouldn't treat me with that attitude, and I'm not doing anything wrong. ”

"So at what cost?

Your soul?

No!

This is not the result I wanted!

You're not my brother!

I command you to leave this place and never set foot in our territory again. ”

Malfurion's tone was both angry and sad.

As a druid, the guardian of nature, he is completely unable to accept the fact that his brother has become a demon by nature.

You must know that although Illidan used demonic power in the past, he still looked like a night elf.

But now?

The soul is completely bound to the Twisted Void like a demon.

This means that after Illidan dies, he will return to the Twisted Void and resurrect, instead of going where he needs to go like any other normal person.

Maybe for decades, centuries, he will still be able to stick to his heart and continue to be the enemy of the Burning Legion.

But what if it's thousands of years, tens of thousands of years?

Will it be no different from those demons?

You must know that even the once noble Sargeras has fallen in front of that terrible dark force, how long can Illidan hold on?

At least in Malfurion's eyes, the complete depravity of his brother was a sure thing.

Illidan had apparently anticipated his brother's fierce reaction, and said in a very calm tone, "So be it, my brother. ”

With the last word blurted out, he walked into the burning forest without looking back.

You don't need to ask to know that the conversation between the two just now completely broke the demon hunter's heart.

In this way, with the bitterness of not being understood, Illidan finally broke away from the Night Elf race and embarked on his own legendary journey.

As he stepped out of the distance to think about how to carry out his next plan, a group of red figures suddenly came out from all directions and surrounded him.

At the head of the list was none other than the long-awaited Grom Hell Roar.

I saw him step forward alone, carrying his beloved battle axe-Bloodroar asked in a tone of slightly excitement and expectation, "Would you mind having a one-on-one discussion with me?" If you win, my Warsong clan and I will follow you to the ends of the earth. ”

"Couldn't be happier! I just need a group of men. ”

Illidan agreed without even thinking about it.

After a crushing battle with Tikdios, he clearly sensed a significant increase in his strength, and was confident that he would defeat the orc warriors in front of him and turn them into his subordinates.

"Hahahaha! I like to be direct and refreshing! Come on, let's get our hands on it now. ”

With belligerent and bloodthirsty laughter, Grom picked up his bloody roar and rushed forward to launch a fierce attack.

……

On the other hand, after successfully killing Tikdios with the help of the enemy, Arthas and Kel'thugad had a private encounter.

"The leader of the Dreadlord is gone, when are we going to deal with the rest?"

Arthas was clearly an impatient, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was revealed that he wanted to kill all the Dreadlords.

Kel'thugad hurriedly dissuaded: "Calm down, don't worry, young death knight.

The Legion has not yet been defeated, and with our power and that of the Lich King, we simply cannot contend with Akmund head-on.

Therefore, the next step must be to honestly obey the order, and lead the Scourge army to launch a fierce attack on Mount Hyjal one after another, and never be caught in any way.

Only by waiting patiently can we usher in the dawn of victory.

Look, those Night Elves aren't that easy to deal with.

After all, 10,000 years ago, it was they who first defeated the invasion of the Burning Legion. ”

"Wait? You mean that these distant relatives of the High Elves were able to defeat and even kill Akmund? ”

Arthas raised an eyebrow in surprise.

He had seen firsthand how the Polluter had used a child's play to destroy Dalaran, whom he had managed to break into with a long effort.

That kind of terrifying magical power is simply not something that mortals can possess.

"That's right!

The Lich King had predicted the Legion's defeat.

So we don't have to do anything superfluous now, just wait quietly for the results.

And without Tikdios, the rest of the Dreadlords will be intriguing with each other for a while.

As soon as the news of the Burning Legion's defeat returns, they will immediately be transformed from overseers to prisoners. ”

Kel'thugad gave a straightforward and affirmative answer.

Arthas was obviously very satisfied with this answer, and continued to ask, "What about the war situation on the eastern continent?" Haven't those idiots made even the slightest progress? ”

"Progress?"

Kr'thugad shook his head helplessly and explained: "With the urgent mobilization of the alliance and the deployment of a large number of more advanced muskets and artillery, any attack has pale in comparison.

As a result of the continuous war, the Scourge has lost millions of skeletons, zombies, and ghouls.

I think it's almost impossible to break through those lines, the only thing you can do is take a detour.

Either freeze the lake or cross the Alterac Mountains. ”

"Since you can think of it, Akmund is good, and the other demons naturally have no reason not to think of it. But the question is, why don't they act? Arthas asked, frowning.

"Because I don't dare.

The Alliance's large airships float in the sky twenty-four hours a day, monitoring every move within a radius of several kilometers.

As soon as they detect that the enemy is trying to walk across the lake or through the mountainous terrain with difficult terrain, they will inevitably launch heavy artillery bombardment.

When the time comes, let alone a detour, it will be considered lucky if the army is not completely wiped out. ”

As he said this, Kel'thugad had in mind the Naxxramas of the Northrend Glacier in the far north, a large fortress that was being built floating in mid-air.

Maybe when this thing is built, you won't have to worry about the threat of air supremacy in the Alliance.

"Humph! Those arrogant demons have no idea about the advantages of the undead, let alone how to make the most of the resources at hand to create results. When I get back, I'll be sure to give them a good look at what the real undead scourge looks like. ”

It was not difficult to hear from Arthas's tone that he didn't look down on the level of a few Dread Demon Kings leading troops to fight at all.

After a brief conversation, the two quickly led the army of the undead to Mount Hyjal to join Akmund for a final assault.

At the same time, on the main battlefield in the north of the eastern continent, the roar of artillery and the crisp sound of fried beans when guns and bullets were fired continued.

A large number of low-level undead creatures that were cannon fodder could not even do it close to the fence of the forward position, and they had already been torn to shreds by the dense fire net.

After a period of war, the original immature recruits have completed their transformation into experienced veterans.

They can even determine the trajectory and landing point of the shells by visual inspection alone, ensuring that the most threatening Stitch Abomination is taken out in the first place, preventing it from approaching the fortifications and killing vulnerable infantry.

The gargoyles in the sky were also named by anti-aircraft machine guns, and often fell and shattered before they could turn into hard statues.

Yes, you read that right, Azeroth not only has tanks, artillery, and planes, but also machine guns.

Not to mention machine guns, even the high-energy particle weapons that have not yet been used in actual combat on the earth are all available.

It's just that it can't be popularized because of the high cost.

However, the number of mass-produced machine guns, which can be manufactured only by mechanical structure and materials, is still quite large.

At least four to six of them will be placed on almost every small position to suppress the flood of low-level undead attacks.

It has to be said that man is really a very adaptable creature.

Although not long ago, many soldiers were too frightened by the terrible scene to move, but now they can tell meat jokes while betting on who will shoot the most enemies this time.

As for emotions such as nervousness, fear, and panic, it cannot be said that there are no at all, but they are definitely very rare.

The only problem is that the logistical and financial requirements of thermal weapons warfare are very high.

Thanks to the Dreadlords who command the army of the undead to fight, they don't know the Alliance's ammunition reserves at all, so they will be scared off by the ferocious firepower every time, and they don't dare to studs at once.

Otherwise, the situation of insufficient ammunition supply will be staged in minutes.

Of course, the Dreadful Demon Kings may feel that they don't need to fight hard at all, and when Akmund takes control of the Well of Eternity, there will naturally be a steady stream of demon legions going to this world to destroy all forces that dare to resist.

But none of this has anything to do with Zuo Si.

Although he was now standing in a camped hut, fiddling with Gul'dan's skull with great interest, occasionally contrasting it with the descriptions in the Book of Medivan.

Obviously, with this thing, you don't have to wait for the Well of Eternity to explode to lock onto Azeroth's spatial coordinates.

Instead, the moment the World Tree is ignited and the energy is leaked, the power of the spark can be released in an instant, and the power of the spark can be directly absorbed to ensure that the Well of Eternity will not be damaged too much.

As for the High Elves' Sunwell, Zuo Si plans to have all the lichs of Faeron come over to take a bath and upgrade.

Through that powerful energy, these guys will be reborn and all of them will be transformed into unique Great Lichs.

(End of chapter)