Warcraft Fortress

Chapter 636 Give yourself room to punch your fist
Of course Illidan knew Sean's name.

Also know Sean's last name.

Although he spends most of his time in the Dark Temple, and when he is not in the Dark Temple, he fights in other demon worlds, but Illidan has been asking the Illidari Council to collect various intelligence information. He knew all about Lars' movements.

The reason why Xiao En has been called "half-elf mage" is naturally to express contempt, because he looks down on Xiao En.

No matter on the earth or in another world, the situation of "relying on the old to sell the old" will happen, and it happens from time to time.

Illidan looked down on Sean, naturally because Sean was too young.

Compared with his life of more than 1 years, his life of more than ten years is really too short. It is as short as the life of a mosquito in the eyes of human beings, and it is not worth mentioning.

However, now that Sean had brought it up very formally and told him that he had a name, Illidan suddenly felt that the too young half-elf mage in front of him was not as worthless as he imagined.

In fact, Illidan is not an ordinary person.

The reason why he looked down on Xiao En was not really looking down on him, but to show it.

It was just to annoy Sean.

In fact, of course he understands that a person who can become the guardian of Tirisfal, a person with demigod-level mana, and a person who can be valued by so many powerful people will naturally not be an ordinary person.

Unfortunately, he didn't anger Sean.

This made Illidan feel that Sean is a person worthy of attention.

There was a slight shift in his attitude.

"Sean, did you come to see my jokes? If you really came to see my jokes, then you are wrong. I will not be anxious, angry, or desperate. I have already lived this kind of life Get used to it. The prison of the night elves will not be more spacious than here."

Illidan put away the Warblade of Azzinoth, and also put away the wings of the demon, and restored the Xing Tian of the night elves.

It's just that the body eroded by the evil magic energy can no longer restore its original skin color, and those amber eyes have forever turned into miserable green devil's eyes, and they can never return to the past.

"Although it won't be more spacious, at least it won't be as deserted as it is now. The prison of the night elves has imprisoned you for 1 years, but at least there are watchers and Maiev. The appearance of these people makes you not feel It's isolated so you don't get driven crazy. But it's different here."

Xiao En said softly: "This is a sealed space, there is nothing but you. You can't see anything, except nothingness. And 1 years is a long time? I can imprison you 10 years, 100 million years, or even forever. Only I know the coordinates of this space, and no one else can save you, no one else."

The mockery on Illidan's face slowly disappeared.

There was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Only those who have experienced loneliness know how terrible it is.

When you are in a lonely space, you can't see anything, you can't hear anything, you can only talk to yourself, day after day, until one day, you don't even have the interest to talk to yourself.

That's the real horror.

Of all the negative feelings, pain is the best one, and numbness is the worst.

Pain lets you know that you are alive and a human being.

And numbness makes you feel cold and lonely day after day, not even knowing whether you are still a living person.

As Sean said, even in the prison of the night elves, there are still watchmen who guard the prisoners. There is Maiev, and sometimes Tyrande will visit him, which makes him not isolated from the world a feeling of.

Even so, he had a hard time getting through.

And if it is really imprisoned in such a space, it will last for 1000 years, 1 years, or even longer...

He must feel that having eternal life is the scariest thing in this world!

Illidan's face slowly returned to calm.

He was smart and thought of more.

He looked at Sean, and said slightly mockingly: "Sean, if you really wanted to imprison me here for 10 years, you wouldn't appear here. Tell me, what are you coming here for?" ?”

Action comes with purpose.

Xiao En came here, of course he has his purpose.

With a slight smile, Sean stated his purpose.

"What? You want me to be your follower?"

Illidan seemed to have heard the most absurd joke in the world, he couldn't stop laughing.

"Is it that funny?"

Sean didn't smile, but said lightly: "Illidan, maybe you should seriously consider my suggestion. Becoming my follower, you don't lose anything, but you will get my help. You may think , my strength is not as strong as yours, why should I let you follow? But you should also think about it, you have lived for more than 1 years, and I am only a teenager. If you give me more time, I will be better than you Stronger than you think."

Illidan laughed for a long time before finally stopping.

He looked at Sean as if he were looking at a madman.

"What didn't I lose? I lost the most important thing, and that is freedom!"

Illidan shouted: "Freedom! I was imprisoned for 1 years before I finally got free. Now you let me become your follower and let me lose my freedom again. This is the purpose of your coming? You give me Die!"

Illidan swung his fist and sent the iron golem flying, turning it into a pile of scrap iron.

The next moment, another iron golem appeared.

"Don't bother me! Sean, you've angered me!"

Illidan punched again.

Golems appeared one after another, and Illidan kept punching.

until after 10 minute.

Dozens of iron golems were turned into scrap iron, all of which were piled up in a small space, occupying too much space. Illidan's eyes, sides, and back were all scrap iron, and there was not much space left. up.

When the iron golem appeared again, Illidan's fist stopped in front of the puppet, but he didn't swing it out.

"Maybe you have already tried it. In this sealed space, no spells can work, including space spells. So you can't get these scrap iron out. If you continue to destroy these iron golems, you will soon There will be no space to swing a fist." Xiao En said lightly.

Illidan said angrily, "Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's a fact."

Xiao En glanced at the pile of scrap iron, and said softly: "So now, can we have a good talk?"

(End of this chapter)