There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

Ysera stared at the scene in the picture in a daze. She did those actions not only because of her lover's sacrifice, but also because the faith in her heart was shattered.

From then on, she no longer believed in any justice, and there was no longer any kindness in her heart.

Tyrande thought of Fandral Staghelm, the great druid who was once honored, but whose son's death led him to a path of no return...

Returning, the Observer gave a personal honor to 'The Righteous Heart', which was definitely the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The girl who was secretly in love was also angry, really very angry. Finally, the two sisters had a fight!

Blood was dripping, broken arms were flying...

Hayato Hayama, Daigo Kobayashi, and Shiwa watched from a distance, and no one tried to stop it.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Lingyin muttered as she looked at the scene on the screen, her voice choking as she said, "When girls fight, shouldn't they slap each other and pull each other's hair? Why are they using knives? Why is there blood... Sister Yukino, Xiaohui... wu... why? Why don't you stop the fight!"

"They are venting their emotions, and it will be fine after they vent their emotions."

Shi Yu responded with difficulty: "We can't stop them. If we intervene... they might really kill each other..."

……

Team Izumo attacked, this time forcing their way into the world of Azeroth.

Looking at the 'familiar' scene, all the leaders present were stunned at the same time. The fallen evil girl had descended into their world.

Ysera was stunned. She saw herself and her former sister in the picture. Nozdormu turned his head and looked at the druid girl who was deceiving them in the picture with complicated eyes.

Shi Yu was calm and spoke eloquently as a prophet... Luo Ning covered his eyes, with an indescribable bitter feeling in his heart.

It was he who personally took out the fragments of the artifact and helped to reforge the Dragon Soul. The archmage was also deceived into becoming autistic.

This mission is about the girl's evil in this world. The footage has not been edited, but her evil deeds are fully recorded and cannot be escaped.

Alexstrasza, the Lord of Life, carried the indifferent girl to the Nexus, not knowing that the person on her back was actually the despicable executioner. She also didn't know that she was carrying her to her own grave. It was really ironic.

They came to the sleeping place of the blue dragon, and when the door was closed, she smiled cruelly and seductively.

"what!"

Suzune screamed softly, Rie's pupils revealed a hint of astonishment and fear, and Yangno's eyes were wide open.

"Xiao, Xiaoxue? This must be her. This can't be her... How could she..."

"Under the Snow..."

At this moment, friends and relatives from real life truly understood how terrifying Yukino was. She was so scary that she made people feel unfamiliar.

None of them had expected Yukino's purpose. How could she point her knife at the Lord of Life who had always been polite to her and even had a little affection for her!

'Ysera.'

Shiyu closed her eyes and asked in her mind in a sad tone: "How is the Oath Binder? Have you forgiven her?"

Ysera looked over and responded calmly in her mind: "Alexstrasza is fine, she will be back in Azeroth soon. As for forgiveness, none of us has the power to forgive for her."

"Well, she will apologize, I can guarantee that. But an apology alone is far from enough."

"Yes, the Lich King's evil deeds can never be forgiven by an apology." Ysera suddenly smiled, "Although she has not yet been forgiven by the Oathbinders, she has been forgiven by Azeroth because they destroyed Argus."

Yes, although she hasn't met the Red Dragon Queen yet, she doesn't know if the Queen will understand.

But she saved Jaina, Rhonin, Varian, Magni, Vol'jin, Cairne Bloodhoof, and even changed the future deaths of Ysera and Nozdormu... Everyone present was saved by her and Bei Yuankong.

Without the Legion, they would have saved tens of millions of lives, and their merits far outweighed their faults.

In the picture, the girl came to Shattrath, and the Prophet Velen's eyes trembled.

The evil girl killed the Naaru again and shattered the faith of the Draenei.

She pointed the Holy Light Core at the sky and whispered, "I hold the Holy Light in my hand, but I cannot see heaven."

"I hold the divine light in my hand, but I cannot see... heaven."

Prophet Velen murmured again and again her words. The Naaru mark on his forehead glowed brightly, then dimmed in an instant. When he came to his senses, tears flowed from his dry eyes. How many years had it been since he last cried?

A hundred years? A thousand years? I can’t remember.

She held the Holy Light in her hand, but still could not see heaven, so she came to Northrend.

Braving the biting cold wind, she killed the old king, put on the Crown of Domination, picked up Frostmourne, and ascended the Frozen Throne herself to become the new Lich King!

"Do not……"

Jaina finally burst into tears. She covered her face and lowered her head, her shoulders heaving.

The noble archmage, the princess of Kul Tiras, the leader of Theramore, a woman who was already over thirty years old was crying like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Yukino Yukinoshita is the second daughter of the Yukinoshita family, and Jaina Proudmoore is the second princess of Kul Tiras.

They are both the second child, but they have completely different styles of dealing with problems.

Perhaps if Jaina had not left at the gate of Stratholme, but had stayed firmly with Arthas, the young prince might not have been so extreme. As long as Jaina had patiently guided him, he might not have gone looking for the cursed sword!

The proud prince was getting obsessed with something because the person he loved the most also "betrayed" him.

Facts have proved that Arthas was right. There are no living people in Stratholme anymore. Those people are all illusions. They are all disguised Eternal Dragons. The massacre in the city is right!

One, out of foolish kindness, gave a strong push to his beloved when he was about to fall into the abyss. The other, for the sake of his beloved, chose to fall into the abyss.

Kitahara Sora was resurrected, and he did not feel any disgust.

His attitude was clear: if you were despised by the world for me, I could betray the world for you. But there was a better way than this, which was to atone for the sins with the one you loved.

"How delightful..."

Vereesa's eyes were red, but she didn't say the last two words. This was such a touching love story, and these stories should be recorded in history books, compiled into stories, and compiled into poems by bards.

She looked at her husband and couldn't help but secretly hold Luo Ning's hand. The two of them clasped their fingers tightly, without any distinction between you and me.

If Garrosh is strangled in the cradle, Theramore will not be destroyed, and his stupid guy will not die in the future. He will always be by his side, and he can hold his hand at any time when needed.

What happened next? Yukino was obsessed with love, what was Hui doing?

She was in the Black Temple, sitting on the edge of the Betrayer's Terrace, and Illidan was beside her, listening to her quietly telling her love story.

Weird, isn't it?

A little thief girl was actually worthy of being alone with a person like Illidan. She took out her phone to show Illidan everything in their world, trying to convince the betrayer.

But as they chatted, the two of them actually began to sympathize with each other and talked about irrelevant things, because they were the same kind of people.

At this moment, Tyrande suddenly trembled all over and was somewhat afraid to face the scene.

"Why do you have to be obsessed with Tyrande? She is not the most beautiful girl in the elves, but you only focus on her and ignore more beauties..."

"I can see through people's hearts. I know that you and her were just acquaintances before, and now you are enemies. But I can see what you desire in your heart."

'You stare at the sight of our world in a daze, watching the prosperous peace over and over again. Guarding Sargeras in an eternal prison is not what you really want, but you keep telling yourself that it is your mission.'

'enough! ’

Illidan spread his wings and an angry roar came out of his mouth. The cold murderous intent enveloped the girl. He was angry.

But the girl was not afraid at all, and continued to insist: "You advised me to let go, but you yourself couldn't let go. Maybe you let go of Tyrande, but you never let go of the slightest desire in your heart. Maybe at some point in time, you thought that besides Tyrande, you might meet another right person... You just used the title of 'Demon Hunter' to numb yourself."

'Shut up!!!'

Illidan finally couldn't help but roar. The girl seemed to have touched upon the thing that was most difficult for him to talk about. She really could see through people's hearts.

She brought up the shameful thoughts that she didn't want to think about, and then revealed them bluntly, breaking open and crushing the things that she couldn't even look at, and then honestly put them on the table for herself to see.

'You are not even afraid of death, and you even start to compromise and give up. You understand everything, and you know that what you insist on is just a joke. So you let your subordinates die and wait for your own end! Even so, you don't want to think about that childish wish... cough...'

Illidan spread his wings and an angry roar came out of his mouth, and the cold murderous intent enveloped the girl.

A claw condensed from evil energy suddenly stretched out, grabbed Hui's neck and suspended her in the air...

She would be killed, the capricious traitor didn't care about the life of a human girl, she would be killed... She dared to say those words to Illidan!

No, he would not be killed. Illidan was touched by her because they were the same kind of people, and because what she said was right.

Illidan didn't want to live anymore. He gave everything for Azeroth, but was not understood. He was called a traitor, imprisoned for 10,000 years, and expelled from his hometown.

But the one he wanted to save raised his sword towards him. So Illidan let his men die, and when they were all dead, it was his turn.

Those subordinates were loyal and they knew their master's purpose, but they chose to obey resolutely, even the cunning mistress did not hesitate.

The girl was right, it was another bloody fact.

But what if she was right? No one could anger a betrayer, she had to pay the price! So the girl's fearless eyes finally revealed a hint of fear, and she even began to beg for mercy.

But the betrayer grinned and crushed the girl's dagger, her most precious treasure.

The girl collapsed, but she couldn't beat Illidan, so she could only say pitifully and helplessly: "I don't like you anymore, Illidan."

The betrayer seemed pleased, and he smiled and said, 'I don't need anyone to like me, little one.'

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, a beam of evil energy shot out from the betrayer's pupil, completely enveloping the girl, and a shrill scream squeezed out of her throat.

She struggled under the flames, screaming in fear and despair...

Finally she was released. A pair of long horns grew on the thief girl's forehead, and a fel tattoo spread from her neck to her face. Behind her, a pair of devil wings spread out!

A sneaky thief will never get what you want, be a demon hunter and face your fear and cowardice.

"Since you didn't choose to give up, you should know what state of mind he was in when he gave you this garbage."

The betrayer suddenly took out a small yellow flower from his arms. The flower had crystallized under the blessing of magic. It was a very ordinary little flower, just like a wild flower on the roadside.

Hui's eyes were also attracted by the little flower...Tyrande's eyes were also attracted by the flower.

"no no……"

This flower was picked by Tyrande for Illidan ten thousand years ago, and he carefully preserved it for ten thousand years.

So, he really loves me? This is not true, no! Tyrande's eyes were filled with tears. She didn't want to believe it, and she didn't dare to believe it.

But that flower is so dazzling.

However, the next second, Tyrande's eyes were suddenly filled with endless sorrow. Illidan closed his palm and the flower was instantly crushed...

Looking at the slowly falling flower fragments, Hui raised her head in surprise, and Tyrande also stared at the screen in astonishment... Illidan's pupils told them that the demon hunter had truly let go, he let go of Tyrande.

He said: "Tyrande picked two flowers, one for Malfurion and one for me. She gave me this thing with the same attitude as she gave you this dagger. I chose to let it go, so I no longer need it."

Illidan looked straight at Hui, pointed at the broken dagger on the ground and said: "You chose to hold on, so you don't need it anymore. Maybe you need something cheaper, but it's definitely not this thing."

Yes, what Hui needs is cheaper, or maybe worthless. It mainly depends on the standpoint of the person giving the gift.

The dagger and the egg flower shattered together. Illidan found a new purpose. He also hoped that the girl would start looking forward to new gifts instead of lurking in the dark with the dagger in her arms.

On the screen, the girl took a deep breath. She seemed to be feeling the evil energy in her body, and said in a complicated tone: "But I... am used to it."

'You need to get used to new things... This will make you stronger, allow you to survive longer in the mission, and give you more time to get what you want. Instead of being completely unable to interfere with the affairs of the person you love like this time.'

Illidan suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Glaive of Azzinoth with a sinister glow appeared in his hand. He waved his hand violently, and the two blades were inserted in front of Hui.

"Believe me, they are better than your daggers." Illidan raised his lips, "You need to fight for the opportunity yourself, and the premise is that you must become stronger... Take it, it is a reward given to you."

The heroes all looked puzzled, it turned out that this was the case, the girl had obtained the Warglaive of Azzinoth.

"Ah."

Bai Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, looking meaningfully at Tyrande's back in the front row. It turned out that the mission she didn't participate in was so exciting?

She wanted to drink some wine to celebrate her joy, but she resisted the urge.

Drink later, and drink as much as you want at the wedding. I didn’t know at the time that Hui Yatou and Illidan had such a wonderful conversation.

Zhang Wenbo was still greedy for the egg knife. That kid had the courage to say these words to Illidan. Even if he did, it wouldn't have ended up like this. If he was half as smart as Hui, he wouldn't have been bullied by Sisi.

It’s really Saint Hui who has a 100% winning rate. Even Illidan lost.

But... Bai Ling looked up at the magnificent dome. On the fel battleship above, Illidan was also watching the projection screen. It seemed that Maiev was with him?

The battlefield shifted to Argus, the portal opened, the Scourge descended on Argus, and a huge arcane nuclear bomb was transported in. The battle ended with the destruction of Argus.

It was grand and magnificent, a thrilling epic. All the leaders present participated in that battle!

The scene came to the end, and the royal power was handed over at the time of farewell. Bolvar Fordragon sat on the throne, and Hui was saying his final goodbye to Illidan.

She said: "If we will never meet again, I wish you a good death."

I wish you a... worthy death?!

Illidan was moved by these words, and in front of everyone's astonished eyes, he threw her the last bottle of eternal well water in his collection. That was the last treasure of the betrayer.