Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 172 Come back alive
Illidan Stormrage had done his best, his strong body weakened by the constant bleeding. His strength was not much different from that of Tichondrius, the only difference was the trap that Tichondrius had set in advance.

In his heyday, Illidan Stormrage didn't care about these summoned demons at all. Now that he was injured, those insignificant pawns became the key to the battle.

Illidan is not a stubborn person. Surrender is not unacceptable, but his heart will never give in. He is not a good person, but he will never slaughter the weak. He pursues powerful power openly and never sneaks around. It can be said that he is an upright villain.

He doesn't need to be whitewashed, nor does he need pity.

But he hadn't done what he promised Tyrande. If only he had a helper!

"Ah! Tyrande, I may have to break my promise! I can't keep my promise.

It's time to say goodbye. I still didn't help my people fight off the demons."

boom! Snapped!
The closed demon gate suddenly burst open, and Illidan saw the outside world again. There was a magic circle hidden outside, and several undead wizards stood in each corner.

The magic circle suddenly exploded, and the six undead wizards were also shattered. Dirty flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Five people were walking towards them, the one in front was a handsome humanoid creature, he was wearing beautiful and majestic armor, but no helmet.

He was accompanied by a very beautiful young female, who was obviously filled with the sweetness of love, with peace and joy in her eyes and eyebrows. An incredibly large arcane crystal was flying around her.

Further behind was a night elf woman with a night saber leopard. Obviously, she was a guide. Behind were two powerful mages. One of them wore a crown with three magic spheres around his head. The other was a red-haired human holding a strange staff, with a strand of red hair standing stubbornly against the wind.

The leading young human opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: “Let me introduce myself first.

My name is Taelan Fordring, an ordinary Knight Guardian of Azeroth. Next to me is my wife, the Archmage Lady Jaina.

Then he continued:

"This is the Alliance of Azeroth, the chief of the Spellcaster Association: Archmage Kael'thas Sunstrider."

Then he pointed at the red-haired man and said, "This is Luo Ning, the head of the Discovery and Reform Committee of Alliance Development Co., Ltd."

"We were invited by Lady Alena to witness a fair fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange halo appeared under his feet. The whole world seemed different.

The demons immediately felt that the whole world was rejecting them. The young man waved his hand lightly, and a strange lightning fell from the sky.

"Bang!" A Destruction Guard was electrocuted to death on the spot. Then a large number of holy light bullets burst out from the corpse. The demons screamed in unison and then turned into ashes.

The woman, the man with the orb on his head, and the red-haired man immediately flashed to three different locations. They pressed their hands on the ground at the same time, and it was unknown what kind of power they used. A purple arcane magic circle surrounded Illidan Stormrage and Tichondrius in the middle.

The young man waved at Illidan Stormrage, and a milky white holy light fell, and his injuries were immediately healed.

Illidan stared at the young man with his eyes that glowed with green fire:
"Demi god?"

The young man did not object, and Illidan did not ask any more questions. He turned to Tichondrius:
"Devil, it's all right now. We can have a fair fight!"

Tichondrius: You're not fair!
Damn Mannoroth has been out of contact for several days. If he hadn't been watching the Skull of Gul'dan, he would have gone to find that Annihilan long ago. His little pet didn't attack those long ears yesterday. I don't know where the pit lord went to vent his recently accumulated anger.

Now it seems that he was killed. The man in front of him appeared. The mission of that idiot Dalkan also failed.

As for how it knew, it was because it saw that strange and terrifying dagger, which was emitting holy light and hanging on the waist of Tyran Fording.

None of these idiots are useful, luckily there is the Twisting Nether.

Tichondrius knew that things were not going well today. Even if they could be resurrected, the Nathrezim would not sit still and wait for death:

"Little elf, don't you want a fair fight?

Did you ask him to help you?" Illidan Stormrage said disdainfully, "Demon, I am not a child who fights for power and violence. Isn't it a skill to ask for help?"

"This is our world. We can fight each other till our heads are broken and bloodied, but we cannot allow an outsider to come here and kill our people."

Taelan Fordring felt that Illidan's words were particularly to his liking.

"Let's start! Demon, are you afraid?"

The battle started again, and without the magic circle and portal enhancement, Tichondrius finally took it all alone. Illidan had seen through its tricks.

A quarter of an hour later, Tichondrius, whose mana was burned out, finally fell under Illidan's sword.

Illidan Stormrage killed the one who had corrupted Felwood. He sent him back into the Twisting Nether. The magic circle prevented his soul from escaping. Illidan unceremoniously cast Soul Rend on him. This would leave Tichondrius with injuries that would be difficult to recover from.

The birth of each demon hunter represents the fall of a demon. Only by hunting a demon independently and then enslaving its soul can they become a true demon hunter. The demon hunter's evil power comes from the soul of the demon it kills.

Seeing that Tichondrius was sent back to the twisting nether, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Kael'thas immediately led two archmages to cast spells and close the nearby demon portal.

Illidan turned around and looked at Jaina seriously. Then he said to Kael'thas, "Highborne, blow them up. We must not give them a chance to revive."

Kael'thas was stunned for a moment, and he glanced at Tyran Fording, who nodded to him. Soon a huge column of fire rose up, and the portal that had taken a lot of effort and precious spellcasting materials to build was burned to ashes by Kael'thas.

Taelan Fordring and Illidan Stormrage looked at each other, and they raised their weapons at the same time. The attack speed of both sides was extremely fast, and after a few rounds, the battle was over.

Illidan Stormrage stopped attacking and motioned for Taelan Fordring to follow him.

The two of them walked and chatted, as if they were old friends who had known each other for a long time.

Illidan Stormrage looked at the Skull of Gul'dan before him.

"You like each other?"

"Yes, since childhood."

Illidan was silent for a long time, then said:
"Have you really thought about it? Are you ready to face it?"

"Of course, I will put an end to those who try to manipulate our fate forever."

"Very good, it turns out that I have been waiting for ten thousand years, but it is you I am waiting for."

He thought again of the little girl's words:
"You are a good person.

Good people will be rewarded, and someone will understand you in the end!"

"I will get the key back. Then it will be the final battle between the two worlds. Don't let me down."

"Unless I die."

"We are the same kind of people. Even if we do bad things, we are pure bad guys. Before I leave, I will do more. I will let the devil know that you will also absorb that power. It will definitely lose its patience."

"Illidan, your path is more difficult than mine, and you will bear more."

"No matter who dies, I will not stop until I deliver it to you. Go ahead, I am going to absorb its power. Right now, I am not able to complete the task you asked me to do."

Taelan Fordring stretched out his right hand and clasped Illidan's demon claw together.

They said at the same time: "Come back alive!"

(End of this chapter)