LIVE: Azeroth

Akama, the former garrison archbishop of the Draenei Bishop Council, was unfortunately polluted by a large amount of evil energy during the Shattrath defensive battle, and together with many colleagues degenerated into a deformed Broken One.

Unlike Nobundo, the original defender who accidentally gained the recognition of the elements after losing the Holy Light, Akama's encounter is the standard procedure for most of the Broken.

The Holy Light is a kind of ideal power. In the cognition of Draenei defenders such as Akama who have been fighting with demons all year round, the Holy Light has a strong ability to restrain evil energy, so their Holy Light really has this characteristic.

With a lot of evil energy in their bodies, Akama and others subconsciously believed that the Holy Light would no longer respond to their filthy bodies, so the Holy Light really "abandoned" them.

I don't know if Akama resented the holy light because of this, he later chose the shadow power that was completely opposed to the holy light to suppress the boiling evil energy in his body.

It should be noted that the shadow power obtained by Akama has nothing to do with the void, it is a very pure shadow power.

From this, it can also be inferred from the side that the ancient god of Draenor, Gorn Am, probably had some accident, otherwise he would never easily give up Akama, a high-quality believer who has blackened himself.

After gaining the favor of the power of shadow, the Ashtongue Deathsworn led by Akama completely changed their original fighting style.

They no longer rely on the full blessing of the holy light to open and close like they did when they were defenders, but use the characteristics of the power of shadow to escape into the shadows and pursue a one-hit kill against the enemy.

In the words of the barrage, it is the Templar to the Dark Templar.

In a nutshell, today's Ashtongue Deathsworn is well suited to lurking in the shadows and espionage.

However, Ashtongue Deathsworn only chose to cooperate with Illidan in the battle to defeat Magtheridon, and did not officially join Illidan.

The situation in Shadowmoon Valley gradually stabilized after Illidan took down the Dark Temple, and Akama and the others left in a hurry. Even A'dal, who was in charge of Shattrath to coordinate the overall situation, didn't know where they went.

According to the method of elimination, Sharlayan can first be sure that the Ashtongue Deathsworn is unlikely to be active in Hellfire Peninsula, Blade's Edge Mountains, Frostfire Ridge, Talador, and Zangarmarsh.

There are many Alliance and Mag'har orcs stationed in Hellfire Peninsula. Once they find the whereabouts of the Broken, they will definitely submit relevant reports.

With Gruul, a demigod-level powerful presence in Blade's Edge Mountain, it is impossible for a group of outsiders to be inserted into the gap between the four major forces.

Frostfire Ridge, Talador, and Zangarmarsh are all absolute ruled areas with relatively single forces, but any clues will be discovered immediately.

In this way, excluding the peaks of Arak that have sunk into the sea, only Nagrand and Shadowmoon Valley are left.

After Illidan took over the Black Temple, the situation in Shadowmoon Valley has indeed become a lot more stable.

But because Illidan himself has no interest in expanding and stabilizing the territory, there are still many large and small forces in Shadowmoon Valley, which can be described as a mixed bag.

By the way, these large and small forces also include the remnants of the Shadow Council. Sharlayan suspects that Talon Gorefiend is also hiding in a corner of Shadowmoon Valley.

Nagrand is not impossible. After the fall of Highmaul, the vast prairie can accommodate the small group of Ashtongue Deathsworn.

Sharlayan has always acted swiftly and resolutely, and will immediately start preparing for anything he thinks of.

The search work in Shadowmoon Valley can be arranged by the local snake Shahras. Sharlayan specially wrote a personal letter and sent it back to Shattrath, and entrusted Adal, who was coordinating in the middle, to contact Tara's alliance leader and Matron Gaiaan of Galadar.

While Sharlayan was busy contacting various forces to find Akama, Illidan, who was on an expedition to various demon planets, unexpectedly returned to his lair ahead of schedule.

Sharlayan, who was writing a letter, suddenly froze his wrist, and raised his head to look in the direction of the upper central area of ​​the Dark Temple, frowning.

"Is this... an unfamiliar fel energy breath? That fellow Illidan brought the enemy back?"

The situation was urgent, and Sharlayan didn't bother to inform Medivh who was still busy studying the ratio of "spice". He believed that the astral mage could also sense this external force.

"Shu~"

After launching the teleportation, Sharlayan appeared directly above the Dark Temple, spread his dragon wings and hovered in mid-air, overlooking the battle situation below from a commanding height.

Illidan was in a very embarrassing state at this time, his two demon bat wings were visibly interrupted by someone, and they drooped powerlessly behind his back.

The exposed upper body was covered with large and small wounds, and green fel blood flowed out like money.

The light of the twin blades of Azzinoth held in Illidan's hands flickers on and off. From this, it can be seen how bad Illidan's state is at this time. It is only due to his strong willpower that he has not passed out until now.

The demon hunters who followed Illidan were also wounded, and they were still swallowing demons in the fel energy portal that hadn't had time to close.

These demons are obviously not in the same group as Illidan and the others. They are chasing and killing the panic-stricken demon hunters with their weapons raised high.

The demon hunters who are Illidan's confidants are so miserable, not to mention other guest troops such as Naga and Undead, who have been lost in the world on the other side of the portal with a high probability.

Medivh did not disappoint Sharlayan, the pitch-black raven took off only a few seconds later than him, the two of them were suspended in mid-air, staring at the green portal with solemn eyes, and did not rush in to save people immediately .

Illidan's unstoppable strength is not considered top-notch among the ranks of demigods, but it is definitely not the bottom one.

The people who could beat him into such a mess must not be these insignificant miscellaneous soldiers in front of him, the big ones are still behind.

"Shahras! Ahem!"

Illidan, who was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth just when he stood firm, shouted an order to Shahras who was rushing over.

"The whole army is ready for battle! More enemies... ahem! They will come soon, and the undead and Naga won't last long!"

As the actual manager of the Dark Temple, Shahras immediately took over the command in place of the seriously injured Illidan, and methodically and quickly mobilized the remaining troops of the Dark Temple to rush to the front line.

After preliminarily arranging the mobilization of troops, Shivarla, holding a weapon in each of her six hands, rushed into the enemy's formation immediately, and quickly harvested the enemy's life with her six sharp machetes like a meat grinder.

At this time, Shaheras couldn't see the slutty and soft look of pleasure, and his face was full of chills.

Sharlayan and Medivh looked at each other: "Who is going?"

The enemy's large army has not yet arrived. According to Illidan's words, there are still a lot of friendly troops dragging behind to cover.

From the perspective of the overall situation, Sharlayan hoped to keep the group of brave soldiers who died, and this would inevitably require one of him and Medivh to venture into the other side of the portal where the situation was unknown.

"Or, I..."

"Do not."

Sharlayan interrupted Medivh's self-recommendation: "Let me go."

"Illidan can escape back alive, which shows that there are no such big figures as fraudsters and polluters in the opposite world."

"Since this is the case, I, who is stronger, have a greater chance of covering their withdrawal than you. Even if the action fails, I am sure to play my hole card and escape smoothly."

Medivh sighed silently: "If I was still at my peak, I would never give in on this, unfortunately..."

"Okay, as you wish."

Medivh solemnly reminded Sharlayan: "Salayan, you must first ensure your own safety. Today's Azeroth cannot do without you."

Sharlayan also nodded solemnly: "I will, I will leave this to you."

"Hoohoo!"

The dragon wings on Sharlayan's back suddenly slammed violently, and he swooped towards the fel energy portal that was still expanding like a fired cannonball.

Out of the instinct of self-preservation, when he approached the entrance of the portal, Sharlayan subconsciously stretched his right leg forward in a kicking posture.

Not to mention, the moment his right leg sank into the portal, he actually kicked something.

[Fuck!Knight kick? 】

[It's just a coincidence, Xiao Sa has never seen Kamen Rider. 】

At this time, Sharlayan had no time to pay attention to the chatter on the barrage. After rushing out of the portal, he immediately scanned the surrounding environment with his peripheral vision.

Desolate, dilapidated, with no signs of animal or plant life, it is a typical demonic planet.

"Ow!"

The demon that Sharlayan unfortunately kicked was a huge doomguard... or rather, a doomlord.

Sharlayan's unexpected blow kicked the unprepared him back again and again, knocking down many fellow demons before barely stopping.

"Shh!"

Before the doom lord could stabilize his body, Sharlayan used his strength to fly back a second time, and a familiar rotting bug swarm spell just passed where he was before.

"Demigod-level doom lord, demigod-level Nathrezim."

After vibrating his wings and stabilizing his posture in mid-air, Sharlayan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two demigod-level demons facing him.

"Two against one? No wonder Illidan is in such a mess." (End of this chapter)