Menethil's Power

Chapter 659 The Devil in the Heart

"All in all, our race has reached the critical point of life and death. Ashenvale has fallen completely. The enemy has exceeded our expectations. The sentinels have suffered heavy casualties. Although the opponent is still unable to attack Mount Hyjal, it is only temporary..."

Tyrande spoke in a low voice, there was a hint of uncontrollable sadness in her voice, her pale face could be seen even in the dim dungeon environment.

The thin female elf walking in front of her stopped, swung her cloak abruptly and turned around, the ruthless iron mask reflected a faint light under the light of the lantern in her hand.

"According to what you said, there is a problem in the Emerald Dream, so that the demigods and druids can't help us, and even Malfurion can't protect himself?"

"Yes, you don't need to confirm this with me again and again." Tyrande frowned.

The Watcher troops are independent from the Sentry system and do not obey the command of the Temple of the Moon God. Tyrande has always been a headache for them, especially Maiev Shadowsong, the leader of the Watchers, who is the one in front of him.

The priestess has been disliked by her since ten thousand years ago, and it is still the case now, but she has to deal with it.

At this time, any discord and any power struggle must be put aside, and all forces that can be united must be united. The Kaldorei have been in power for thousands of years, and Tyrande will not fail to understand this.

"That means there is a big problem in the Emerald Dream?" Maiev said to herself, "How is this possible? That is the territory of the green dragon. Could it be..."

"There's nothing we can do about it, we can only pray that it's okay over there."

"That's right, High Priest of Tyrande," Maiev said with a cold arc on his lips, "The disappearance of the druids and demigods is not your fault, but you are also to blame for this situation. , such a powerful enemy will not appear without warning, but you don't react until they attack."

Without waiting for Tyrande's response, she turned around and continued to walk forward, "Come on, indeed, as you said, the watchman must fight, so there is no need to continue guarding the prisoners. Now the Kaldorei really Need that fellow's strength, even if he has too many sins unpaid."

The two sentries following the priestess looked angry, but Tyrande stopped them with a gesture.

The Warden's Catacomb is very dark, except for torches with limited brightness appearing every once in a while, the main light source is the lantern in Maiev's hand.You can see one cell after another, in which one creature after another is sealed in dark green amber, most of them are various demons.

Under the leadership of Maiev, they came to the bottom of the crypt, which was different from the dark prison cells they had seen before. Although they still couldn't see clearly, Tyrande could feel the emptiness of this room.

And for most of the past ten thousand years, there was only one person in this empty cell.

With the light of the lantern in Maiev's hand, Tyrande looked at the thin figure. The simple fence was basically a decoration, and the heavy shackles on the other's limbs showed the identity of a prisoner.A trace of pity suddenly rose in the priestess' heart.

After experiencing such a long period of solitary confinement, most of the crimes of the past can be offset.

"Illidan." She softly called out his name. The last time she called him that was 1 years ago.

The figure that was sitting quietly moved, of course he could sense outsiders coming in, but he deliberately ignored their existence before, but now this disguise can no longer be maintained.

He spoke with a hoarse and low voice, "Tyrande?" He seemed a little puzzled, but then chuckled, "How long have I been imprisoned? Ten thousand years? Although such a long time has passed, your voice It still shines in my heart like the moonlight."

An indescribable emotion instantly filled Tyrande's heart, regret, pity, sympathy, and most importantly, guilt.

Back then, she chose Malfurion among the Stormrage brothers, but didn't she have any affection for Illidan?Obviously not.

Maybe Illidan uttered this sentence only because of his long solitary imprisonment, but it caused great waves in Tyrande's heart.

The priestess took a few deep breaths and calmed down, "Illidan, Mount Hyjal is being invaded. The enemy has the power to almost destroy the world. The night elves need your help."

"There is no need to mention any ethnic group, as long as you ask, I will not refuse."

Tyrande was at a loss for words, and an emotion called emotion spread in her heart. The heart that had gradually withered because of Malfurion's disappearance regained some vitality.

"Let him out." She said directly, almost an order.

A trace of displeasure flashed in Maiev's eyes.Two of her watchmen stepped forward and called the cage.Illidan got up slowly and walked out, the shackles dragged on the ground making a crisp sound.

He faced Tyrande, his eyes were covered with black cloth, although he lost his eyes in the conventional sense, there was no doubt that he could see Tyrande.

"Unshackle him."

"Tyrande, I hope you can be clear." Maiev said at this time, "Illidan was not acquitted by any judicial process, and he is still a criminal. Even if he is needed to fight, he should not be given Absolute freedom."

"I trust him." Tyrande said flatly: "At such a critical juncture, he is worthy of trust."

"But he is still my prisoner, and he is very dangerous. If it is like it was ten thousand years ago..." Maiev refused to budge.

"I will bear all the consequences."

Maiev seemed to be waiting for these words, the moonblade in her hand turned into cold light, and with a few swings, the shackles on Illidan's body shattered and scattered all over the ground.

He didn't care about Maiev, and his attention was focused on Tyrande from the beginning to the end, "It feels good to be free, although there is a price. So Tyrande, now you can tell me what kind of crisis it is." Threat to all kaldorei? Could it be that the demons have invaded again?"

"It's a long story. Although it's not the Burning Legion, the enemy is no easier to deal with than demons..."

……

A few hours later, Illidan saw the light of day again, took back his weapon, ate a normal meal, and generally understood the Kaldorei's current situation.

"That's interesting, is my brother missing?" He rubbed his chin and said to himself.

For Malfurion, his elder brother who had great differences of opinion with him, although Illidan took his brotherhood into consideration, he didn't have much recognition for him. One of the main reasons for this situation was Tyrande .

Almost all the druids are missing, but the biggest impact is actually on Nordrassil, the world tree. Only archdruids who are close to nature can directly mobilize the power in it, and if there is no such existence, it means that the card The protection of Nordrassil that Dolei can obtain will be very limited,

But Illidan is not subject to this, or he is the most special Kaldorei now, he does not need to be sheltered by Nordrassil, because he can directly obtain power from the Well of Eternity at the bottom of the World Tree.

The Well of Eternity during the War of the Ancients had naturally been destroyed long ago. The current well was created by using several bottles of well water from the Well of Eternity he had collected. This was also one of the crimes that led to him being sentenced to ten thousand years in prison.

And now, the facts have proven who is right, as he has repeatedly emphasized, the well is the night elves relying on against major threats.The druids were wiped out, and he, Illidan, will become the savior with the help of the Well of Eternity.

It has to be said that Illidan's ability and knowledge, who has just been released from prison, are not much different from those in the War of the Ancients. Before the Skull of Gul'dan, he could not be regarded as a demon hunter, and he made little progress during the ten thousand years of imprisonment.

But according to the history of this timeline, the chances of him obtaining the head of Gul'dan can be said to be very small, and obviously his fate will also be tampered with.

As for his weapons, the warglaives of Azzinoth were the spoils of war that he killed a high-ranking Doomguard commander ten thousand years ago.

After that, he and Tyrande went to the front line at the foot of Mount Hyjal, and almost all the watchmen were mobilized to resist this sudden invasion.

Illidan also saw enemies that Tyrande described as not weaker than the Burning Legion, large murlocs, moving dead bodies, and a large number of messy demons. If you want to evaluate it, it seems that a mob would be more appropriate.

But it didn't take long for Illidan to find an enemy worth fighting. It was a huge purple-black semi-illusory dragon. Unlike the five-color dragons of Azeroth, its body was in a translucent energy state. .

There seems to be a rider on the back of this peculiar dragon. He did not participate in the battle, but observed from the edge of the battlefield, keeping a very safe distance.

But obviously not safe enough.

Illidan slowly stretched out his palm to it. The power of the Well of Eternity is naturally far from being comparable to that of ten thousand years ago, but it is still enough to help Illidan complete an amazing spell.After a few breaths, the void dragoon and his mount started to burn. The flames were not strong at first, but they couldn't be eliminated like tarsal maggots.

The dragoon barely controlled the quasi-mount and forced it to leave immediately, but it was obviously too late. Under the condition of being locked by Illidan's mental power, he himself swelled under the infusion of magic power almost instantly, and exploded into a rain of blood. The void dragon was not much better either, unable to maintain its stability, it collapsed and dissipated with howls.

"But that's it." Illidan's tone was flat, but his complacency was beyond words, "I thought it would be so strong."

"What you killed was just a scout." Tyrande said with a complicated expression.

"What? A scout is equipped with a mount of this strength?" Illidan frowned, somewhat unbelievable.

"The enemy has at least two hundred Nether Dragoons, and each of them is equipped with this kind of dragon mount." Tyrande's deputy, Sentinel General Shandis Yuyue explained with a wry smile.

She has been on the front line and has a certain understanding of the enemy's fiction and reality.

Illidan looked calm on the surface, but he thought to himself, although he killed the giant dragon quickly, it took some effort. If he faced dozens of dragons at the same time, he could only avoid the edge temporarily, and among the enemies The number of these dragons alone is actually hundreds, which is not counting other strong people or difficult creatures.

Almost immediately, Illidan made the most rational judgment, that is, without the aid of the guardian dragon of Azeroth or finding a way to stimulate the power of Nordrassil, the Kaldorei will undoubtedly lose, and will be defeated Extremely quickly, this is simply not a situation that the watchmen plus him, Illidan, can reverse.

What you should think about now is not how to defeat the enemy, but how to keep more people alive.

At least let her live.

(End of this chapter)