Chapter 1940: Demon Hunter? No, it's Warden Illidan

Saljan's fighting style when using a greatsword and a dual sword is very different, one is thick and simple, the other is swift and agile.

The inexperienced Silencer couldn't keep up with Sarjan's seamless shifting style, and his eyes shrouded in golden helmet could only see the colorful sword light that filled the screen.

By the time the Silencer had recovered from this brilliant killing machine, the outcome of the battle had been as smooth as Sarren had previously said.

"Bang!"

The Scythe's scythe-wielding hands detached from his body and fell to the floor of the Pantheon almost simultaneously with the scytheon, making a strange sound of metal and stone colliding.

In the next second, the Celestial Celestial Form of Sarian raised his leg and kicked the Silencer who had lost both arms to the ground, stomped on his head with his foot, and looked at the Pantheon Titans who were still sitting on the side watching the play with inquiring eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what are you going to do with him, why don't you say something."

Almansur and Ionar and the others exchanged unbearable glances, and finally Ionar, who was still in charge of life, frowned and made the final verdict.

"Give him a treat."

"Okay~"

"Boom!"

Knowing that there was no cure for the Destroyer who had been corrupted by evil powers, Saljan did not hesitate to swing Tesharak and cut off his struggling head.

At this point, the battle of this expedition to Argus finally came to an end.

As the Titans withdrew the power injected into Sarjan's body, Sarjan's realm immediately fell back to the previous peak realm of demigods.

However, Sarjan was not too disappointed, as Almansur said, this valuable experience paved the way for him to break through in the future, and he only needed to settle down for a while after returning to Azeroth.

Next time, he will truly become the first true god in Azeroth's history by relying entirely on his own power.

"It's over."

Almansur didn't pay any more attention to the Extinction, who had lost his breath of life, and sighed a little melancholy.

"Just like Sarren's previous analysis, Sargeras's 'death', the Burning Legion integrated by his own hands will inevitably fall apart."

"Those demonic warlords who naturally advocate freedom and chaos will divide one side for their own interests, and they will no longer be able to coalesce into a unified chaotic side force."

Agrama, who has been fighting outside for many years, nodded approvingly: "Without Sargeras's backing, those demon warlords are not too much of a threat. ”

The Pantheon's brain-tank character, Nogannon the Dream Weaver, calmly added: "It is imperative that we first concentrate on rebuilding the Pantheon, and use the Star Saints who can freely travel through the sea of stars to recall those ordinary Pantheon members who dare not venture out to avoid Sargeras's pursuit. ”

"Hah!" The angry drinker Gogones had already stood up from his chair, and he rubbed his fists and moved his body: "It seems that for a long time in the future, we may not be idle, but ......"

Almansour laughed and took over: "It's good to be busy, I've been trapped in that ghost place for a long time, and I've long wanted to take a look around, freedom is not easy to come by, and cherish it." ”

Ignoring the opinions of his colleagues, Kazgros turned his gaze to Sarjan, who had the dwarven pigtails and the strongest blacksmith in the universe.

"I don't bother to care about the other issues, you just decide, Sarren, you come with me first, it's time for Gao Shalak, who has been separated for many years, to reappear."

Sarian smiled helplessly: "Of course, I still have to trouble you about recasting Gao Shalak, but please let me explain the follow-up arrangements first." ”

Salian turned his head to look at Illidan, who had been very silent since coming to the Pantheon: "Decided?" Won't regret it? ”

"Huh~" Illidan showed his trademark evil smile as always: "Regret? How can it be. ”

"Everything I've done over the years is for today, and I also want to thank you for being willing to vouch for me, the demon who will keep me in the Pantheon for eternity."

Illidan shrugged his shoulders and made a rare joke that was not funny: "From now on, I will be the jailer who guards Sargeras." ”

[Jade feet? Where is the jade foot? 】

[Anything jade will only hurt you!] 】

Sarean was silent for a moment before continuing, "What about the Dark Temple?" Are you all arranged? ”

"Of course." Illidan smiled with relief: "Originally, the Dark Temple was managed by Shahras on a daily basis, and I was just a hands-off shopkeeper, at most a spiritual leader. ”

"Even without me, the Dark Temple will become a haven for the peace-loving and non-mainstream demons in the universe, I believe that Shahras and Anya can take care of the Dark Temple, but ......"

Illidan's expression became a little more serious: "Just in case, you'd better keep an eye on the development of the Dark Temple from time to time, I'm worried that too many demons will change the otherwise harmonious atmosphere of the Dark Temple." ”

Illidan's concerns are not unfounded.

With the Burning Legion falling apart, there will inevitably be a large number of demons who had been attached to this banner fleeing in panic, looking for a new umbrella.

The Dark Temple was built with the idea of Illidan in mind, and the aliens who were not tolerated by the demonic mainstream society gathered together to keep warm, forming a small circle on a small scale.

However, when the circle is large, it is inevitable that various problems will arise that did not exist before, and Illidan's concerns are indeed worthy of attention.

Salaan nodded solemnly to him and reassured, "Don't worry, even if the Burning Legion is history, I don't intend to give up the Draenor outpost. ”

"I have discussed with Adar before, the remnants of the Holy Light Legion will set up a new headquarters in Shattrath, the city of Holy Light that Adar is already very familiar with, and with him to watch nearby, the Dark Temple will not cause any major trouble."

"Then I'll be relieved."

Illidan waved his hand to Sarren, "That's all I want to say, you go about your own business, and when you return to Azeroth, remember to help me say goodbye to Malfurion and Tyrande." ”

Saljan patted Illidan on the shoulder with a somewhat complicated expression: "Well, let's say goodbye to us, goodbye, Demon Hunter Illidan." ”

"Hunter ......"

Looking at the back of Saljan as he left with Kazgros, a silent smile appeared on Illidan's face.

"Without prey, there is no need for the so-called hunters to exist, and from now on, I will only be Illidan - Illidan the Warden."

……

For Kazgros, there were no technical difficulties in recasting High Shalak with both Tesharak and Gorebol in hand.

Due to the resolute resistance of the High Salak Spirit, Sargeras was unable to fuse two swords into one, and Sarrean did not have this problem.

As early as after the battle with the fallen Agrama, he was recognized by the Gorsharak Machine Spirit.

Once High Shalak was Kazgros' exclusive weapon for Sargeras, and only Sargeras would be most comfortable to use.

Now that Sargeras is "dead", it is natural that the recasting of Gaushalac should refer to the habits of the new master, Sarren.

After re-contacting Ulduar with the newly restored communication equipment of the Pantheon to report his safety, Sarjan stayed in Kazgros's forge room for half a month, and he watched the new High Sharak take shape little by little on Kazgros's forging hammer.

Since it is Sarjan's exclusive weapon, it is natural that Salian's opinion will also be referred to in terms of appearance.

The first version of the high shalak used by Sargeras...... According to Sarren's aesthetic standards, although the practicality is sufficient, the appearance is really a bit silly and coarse.

The recast High Sharak has undergone a great change in appearance, and after repeated discussions and modifications between Salian and Kazgros, this gradually formed Excalibur is more in line with the aesthetics of the High Elves, and it is as beautiful as a work of art.

However, this "work of art" is not just a vase, the change in shape will not affect the performance of Gao Shalak itself, it is still the most powerful sword in the universe.

"Whew!"

As Sarjan replaced the spring with his own blood to quench the last round of Quenching for Gorsalak, he could clearly feel a subtle connection between himself and the Excalibur, as if it were an extension of his body.

"Take it."

After attaching the hilt and grid to the new version of the finished High Sharak with a ruthless iron hand in the face of high heat, Kazgros urged Saljan to pick up the recast High Sharak with a look of anticipation.

"May it shine again in your hands and wash away the mark of shame that Sargeras left for this glorious name, the Dark Ripper." (End of chapter)