Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 326: The Rebirth of the Evil God and the Gift of Fate
The battle between Taelan Fordring and Kil'jaeden officially began.

Except for Jaina, who wanted to kill the fire warlock Alysis, everyone chose to stay away from the battle range of the two super demigods.

Although the hellfire generated by Kil'jaeden's Doomsday Battle was destroyed by Tyran Fording's Heaven's Fist, the holy light bullets caused by the death of those demons also hit the surrounding demons.

But He did not end this innate skill that could last forever, because the meteorite it produced could seriously injure the person who was hit. This was also the only help He could provide for his subordinates.

Moreover, this skill is related to the incarnation of Sargeras that He devoured. The attacks of the hellfire generated by the Doomsday Battle will accumulate energy for Him, allowing Him to use the power of the Titans earlier.

Taelan Fordring felt that Kil'jaeden's tactics were problematic. Not only did he not stop the Doomsday Battle, but he also opened the Demon Gate, and some Exploding Fiends rushed out to join the battle.

They could only bring retaliation from the Fist of Heaven. But the wily Kil'jaeden never stopped summoning helpers.

At this moment, the fire warlock Alesis suddenly stopped dodging the attack. She was tired of the chase and escape with Jaina, so she chose to cast Shadow Nova.

It was a fire warlock, but it released Shadow Nova, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Jaina chose the refrigerator to protect herself.

Taelan Fording didn't dare to let his wife be hit by such a powerful shadow. He decided not to wait.

Kil'jaeden's spell selection is very problematic. He did not act rashly because of Velen's presence. He did not use the Flower of Fire and the Shield Orb to slowly consume the Alliance's heroes out of foresight. Instead, he kept summoning scapegoats. Would those demon souls who lost their lives become the nourishment for him to strengthen the Darkness of a Thousand Souls?
Taelan Fordring didn't know, because too many things had happened in this world that he didn't know before. His efforts to change the fate of those heroes had also made his foresight completely ineffective. He was no longer sure what Kil'jaeden had obtained in the Tomb of Sargeras.

Then strike first. Kil'jaeden must have known the secret of the Titan's power. He should know that Argus is dead. Those Argus crystals are ineffective, which has told Kil'jaeden that he stole his home.

The only thing that can kill a Titan is another Titan, or the power of another Titan. Then his Titan power must have been used up. Even if he recovers quickly, he cannot finish accumulating energy before him.

But he forgot one thing. This is Azeroth. Although the Titan here has fallen into a new sleep, this Titan is also lazy. He doesn't seem to care about anything. But he is lazy because he has someone to rely on. He knows that the creatures he has bred have been fighting for him.

This does not mean that He cannot lend His power to His guardians.

Each large Azerite crystal is a communicator, and Tyran Fordring can communicate directly with the Titans of Azeroth through the World Tree.

Tyran Fording opened his arms, and the World Tree in his sea of ​​consciousness immediately appeared, with a huge red fruit hanging on it. The fruit was almost complete. As soon as it appeared, Tyran Fording's wings of holy light became larger and more sacred.

Taelan Fordring is preparing something terrible!
Kil'jaeden immediately began to cast 'Darkness of a Thousand Souls'. This powerful spell originally required a long spell guide, but the powerful Kil'jaeden completed the casting quickly. The overwhelming rain of shadow arrows enveloped the entire Broken Coast.

It is difficult for the Alliance's archmages to deal with such powerful and rapid spell attacks.

As the World Tree appeared, Taelan Fording quickly gathered his energy. He pulled out the blessed sword of the Flamefury Lifebinder from behind him and stuck it into the ground. Then he whispered:

"Fanasia!" A blood-red halo was suddenly released from the sword.

Then there is the Blade of Madness and Darkness.

"Thunderstorm!" A ball of light with sparks flying everywhere appeared on the axe handle. Thunder immediately began to brew in the sky.

Finally, there is the Blade of Cataclysm obtained after killing Archimonde.

"Holy Fire!" The peculiarly shaped Blade of Cataclysm immediately emitted a red, spreading flame.

The demons still fighting around them immediately felt the danger. Flames, lightning, and holy ice kept disturbing and attacking them.

These three weapons are the new abilities created by Taelan Fording after learning the shaman's skill of summoning totems. It has a special name:

"Titan Arms."

As the three totems were inserted, Taelan Fordring was able to temporarily withdraw from the battle against Kil'jaeden. He suddenly turned into holy light and disappeared from the sight of the great demon. When he appeared again, he was behind the fire wizard Alaiss.

The artifact Salamani emitted a grayish-white light, and Taelan Fordring stabbed it into the back of the beautiful female Eredar.

The merciless blow made the Eredar Warlock's soul fly. If it were in the past, it would not be afraid of death. It would definitely use Ignite, Flame Touch, and then a Light to perish together with its opponent. After all, demons can be perfectly resurrected. Eredar people have priority in resurrection.

But now it's completely different. Except for the annihilan who are still reckless, other demons dare not face death. Women may be more vulnerable. This high-level warlock has many abilities to control targets. For example, the chaos strike obtained from her dead sister can seriously damage the target and confuse the enemy.

But it didn't bet on that extremely low probability. Probability is unreliable at critical moments. Only the child of destiny has the capital to bet on the love of the old mother of the world. It is impossible for Taelan Fording's sacred armor to be affected by its spell.

Fear and charm are useless, so run! Every Eredar is a natural master of magic. The flames will run away quickly.

However, at the same time that Taelan Fording's sharp blade was thrust down, his left hand gently tapped the air, and the sound of broken glass was heard in the air, crack!

Auresthenes slammed headfirst into a wall of air.

"Ah?!" She screamed. She flashed and hit the wall! Then the broad heavy sword stabbed into its back.

The beautiful body slowly fell limp. The gray-black light on Sarameni flashed and disappeared. A wisp of gray mist was swallowed by the sharp and shining sword tip.

Tyran Fordring's move was so smooth that even Prince Arthas nodded when he saw it:
“How skilled!”

Kil'jaeden used the flaming flowers continuously, but the three weapons seemed to be inserted into another time and space, and they were protected by the void power of Tyran Fordring. The power they released, combined with the holy freezing and the unreasonable shelter, made it flustered.

That guy has too many tricks.

If this continues, they will really be finished. With Alyssus dead, that bitch Jaina will be free immediately, and the remaining Eredar will be besieged by the Archmage. At this time, the traitor Illidan has gone crazy and the Legion has lost two Annihilan lords.

It's time to show them what they are really capable of. The Doomsday Battle and the Soul Portal have accumulated enough power for it. Taelan Fording is dealing with Auresthes. It can take advantage of the opportunity of his soul-stealing to calmly complete the spell.

A huge shadow appeared behind Kil'jaeden, and it was also covered with new armor. At this time, it also understood why Tyran Fordring always wore the Judgment Armor, because after reaching His level, except for the special effects provided by weapons, accessories or artifacts, the other attribute increases were negligible.

This is why Tyran Fordring always carries the Dark Madness Blade. The effect of confusing the target is unique. It is the embodiment of the madness of the Old God C'Thun.

As soon as the phantom made entirely of fel energy appeared, Illidan recognized it.

The fallen titan Sargeras! Yes, it was Him! He was so familiar with this image. It was this figure that took away his eyes and poured the fel energy into his body.

He has not appeared for a long time.

"Kil'jaeden, you are playing with fire!" The phantom was too real. This terrifying thing should be the incarnation from the Tomb of Sargeras.

Kil'jaeden glanced smugly at Taelan Fordring and Illidan, then focused his attention on Velen:

"Traitor, do you see this? I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish. I have entered the realm of God. It was the heart-wrenching pain brought by your betrayal that allowed me to survive the test of the Voice of All Things. It was your arrogance that made me keep fighting.

We were inseparable, working together every day to make our people stronger. It was you who abandoned us and ran away alone."

"Don't you have a powerful ability to predict the future? Did you foresee today at that time?"

"I will turn this planet into a sea of ​​fire, and I will not accept any living creature from this planet into the Legion." After absorbing the souls of those dead demons, Kil'jaeden became unprecedentedly powerful.

Big things are more shocking than small ones. The bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki can only be called Little Boys. The 5000 million ton equivalent of the Novaya Zemlya bomb can be called the "Khrushchev bomb" and the "Big Ivan."

His size was already ten times larger than Taelan Fordring. Now it was even taller, and uncontrolled fel energy emanated from his body. The stones under his feet began to emit green smoke. The remaining grass around him began to wither. Taelan Fordring's holy light could no longer wrap around the demon lord. He twisted them into pieces. Fel energy followed and filled the space.

This time, Velen did not remain silent: "Yes, you succeeded. You finally realized your original dream. At that time, we were still living happily in the Archon's Seat. Our people had plenty of food and clothing, and had plenty of time to study magic and enjoy life. The next generation grew up healthily.

At that time, you dreamed of going one step further, becoming a being that surpassed demigods, and possessing infinite power.

But what have you got now? How many of your old friends are left?
If the Creator wants a species to perish, he must first make it crazy. You are already crazy.

When a thing is changing from weak to strong, it is at its most vulnerable. You are at this stage. How can a god die so easily? "

"You said Sargeras was invincible."

"You just said half of it, I'll say it for you."

Velen suddenly raised his voice: "Taelan Fordring defeated Argus. It was a mortal who defeated the Titan. Perhaps He was very weak. You were shaken at the time. You began to doubt. You forced yourself to admit that it was accidental. He is different from Sargeras."

"But what about you?" He pointed at the shadow behind Kil'jaeden and said, "Isn't this the result of defeating a god?
Can you really defeat Him? Do you believe it yourself? "

Kil'jaeden, who was originally full of self-satisfaction, immediately had veins popping out on his forehead. He was extremely angry. Velen had been particularly talkative today. He wanted to prove it to Velen. If Taelan Fordring could do it, he could do it too.

However, Velen said these words not to make Him understand his suicidal behavior. He was buying time for Taelan Fording to complete his transformation and accumulate strength. Old people are sharp and old horses are slippery, and old rabbits are hard to catch!
Velen, who was already treacherous in his character, was on the run. He was betrayed by his lieutenant. He was immersed in political struggles for many years. How could he not have some strategy? And he had a harmless face, just like Taelan Fording, they looked sincere. What qualifications do you bad guys have to doubt them?
Kil'jaeden was once again irritated by Velen, with the same contempt he had ten thousand years ago. He always foresaw things, and he always mastered those complicated spell models one step ahead of himself. The Eredar always believed in him more than themselves. A few days ago, he heard that some Ma'ari wanted to leave the Burning Legion.

They are tired of the endless expeditions. Every day they face killing and death, followed by resurrection and torture. Is that the life that people should live?

He roared, and the powerful fel energy caused a small hill beside him to explode layer by layer, and the rocks that jumped into the sky were crushed into powder by the fel energy. He couldn't help but shift his attention from Taelan Fording to Velen.

The powerful incarnation swung its giant hand and attacked Velen. Everyone around used their best skills to dodge the attack. The so-called incarnation was condensed from evil energy. This attack was not only powerful but also carried an inexplicable restraining force.

Obviously, Sargeras could not have mastered only the power of fel energy. He might even have dabbled in the power of order and shadow.

Velen did not flee like the others. Instead, he raised his staff and called out the holy light, with a look of readiness to die.

The more this happened, the harder it was for Kil'jaeden to control himself. Why do you always look down on me from a moral high ground? Where does your superiority come from? As he thought about it, his hand came down harder and harder. Thinking that this punch could kill his inner demon, he couldn't tell what it felt like.

With a snap! An extremely tough protective layer blocked the attack. Although the attack almost shattered Velen's defense and caused blood to flow from the corner of his mouth, Kil'jaeden was very dissatisfied. He was still too kind. He should have tried his best, but the inner demon would be gone, just a little more effort.

He felt that his soul seemed to be affected by something, as if he had forgotten something. He unconsciously put more effort into it.

But the feeling that came from his body was not Viren's scream, but a feeling of his body tightening.

The scenery in front of him suddenly changed. Taelan Fording had completely changed. A big hand fell from the air and held it tightly. The hand was full of the smell of emptiness and holy light.

Tyran Fording's heart was filled with shock and turmoil. The fel shadow behind Kil'jaeden did not protect Kil'jaeden. Instead, he put his hands together and cast a spell like he had just done.

Fel Nova!

Endless evil energy spread in all directions. Velen struggled to hold up the holy light shield, but was still repelled.

Tailan saw with his own eyes teacher Solanlian wailing as she was turned into ashes.

But He no longer cared about that. He gave up summoning a powerful holy light shield to protect everyone.

He turned his hand and struck the air hard, trying to open a crack in space, then pulled his wife Jaina over and threw her into the crack. This crack was between the real world and the void. With Jaina's power, she could teleport out quickly.

As for the others, sorry, it’s too late and He has no energy left.

Janna, with her fragile body, will definitely not be able to withstand the impact of the evil energy nova.

However, the void was blocked by a terrifying force. He was just a little bit away.

Well, in that case, let's all die together. Taelan Fording clenched his right hand tightly.

"Kil'jaeden! Die!"

Snap! Kil'jaeden screamed in pain. He was also caught in the hand of Taelan Fordring's power.

At the same time, a world-destroying pressure invaded the consciousness of everyone present.

Sargeras the Destroyer is about to return. No one expected this to be the ending.

The evil god has returned, and this world will be reduced to ashes. This thought appeared in the minds of all the high-ranking generals.

At this moment, the whole time froze, and a time dragon that no one had ever seen appeared. He summoned an illusory time flow to stop the evil energy from washing away, and he came to Taelan Fording, and he took out a ring. Then he threw it to Taelan Fording:
"This is a key. Only with it can you unlock the secrets in your body. It will give you the power to fight against Sargeras. Otherwise, you will have no chance of winning."

Two little people instantly appeared in Tyran Fording's mind. One of them wanted to accept this gift, and the other opposed it. Neither of them could convince the other.

He turned around and glanced at his wife, Jaina Proudmoore, who was holding her stomach and looking at him with despair.

Taelan Fordring gritted his teeth and ignored Velen's warning.

He quickly put the ring on his hand.

Snap! The power of Anser that was sealed in his body suddenly became active! All of Anser's power was released.

Even the shadow that used fel energy noticed the changes in Taelan Fordring, and he tried to stop the hateful time dragon.

"Little bug, you are as shameless as your master. You always try to take advantage of others' misfortunes."

Taelan Fording ignored the evil god who was about to be resurrected. Instead, he stared straight at Jaina:
"Janna, get out of here. Hide and leave me alone. Take care of our children and take Naxxramas away! Now!

Illidan, Prophet, the rest is up to you."

With a light blow, he immediately broke the restriction of Sargeras's phantom and sent Jaina out of the Broken Shore. Then he closed his eyes, and the world tree behind him shook a few times and disappeared, replaced by an incomparably great sun.

As soon as it appeared, it pierced through the cloud of fel energy and blocked the incarnation of fel energy.

His Titan's grip tightened, and Kil'jaeden let out a scream and collapsed.

"Velen, I never thought that Sargeras would choose me!
Maybe you are right.”

The shadow of the incarnation began to fall and merged with the controlled body.

Sargeras, the creator of the Burning Legion, has finally returned!

The blue child in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and a beautiful woman's face appeared on it:

"Ansel! My love, it's time for you to go home!

Clean up this irresponsible garbage quickly.

Come back! My love, I have waited for countless epochs. You are finally here! "

(End of this chapter)