Rise of the blood elves

228【Exile of the Betrayer】

"How could you do this, Elune?"

Tyrande frowned and looked at Illidan up and down in disbelief. The disgust and strangeness in his expression could hardly be concealed.

Illidan seemed very conscious, not affected by absorbing evil energy or sealing a powerful demon into his body.He was putting his hands covered with magic patterns in front of his eyes and looking at them over and over. There was a bit of surprise in his eyes, as if he was immersed in the sudden and powerful pleasure and could not extricate himself.

At his feet, the supreme leader of the Dreadlord clan, Tichondrius, the extremely powerful high-level demon of the Burning Legion, left the last traces in this world, except for the black armor with a large gash on the chest. There is nothing left.

From then on, the world will forever be without a high-level demon. Tichondrius will never be able to return to the Twisting Void to reshape his body. He can only remain in the seal in Illidan's body and be involuntarily regarded by the latter as Driven by the source of power.

"Tylande, stop talking," Malfurion took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his turbulent emotions. "He betrayed our trust, betrayed the prophet, and betrayed everyone."

Illidan raised his head after hearing this, looked at Malfurion with puzzled eyes, and said: "Brother, I completely killed this demon, eliminated a huge threat for all of you, and took back this corrupted forest. evil artifact and now you say, I failed you."

As he spoke, the residual influence of the evil energy slowly dissipated.

Illidan gradually recovered from his passive demonic transformation state, and his size slowly shrank.But those demonic feet and hooves, as well as the deep purple skin that was far darker than before, could never go back.

Malfurion was obviously irritated by these words. He took a few steps forward and looked directly into his brother's eyes, and said angrily: "So is this the reason why you are willing to fall? In you, I only see a lack of respect for power." cessation of longing"

"Look what you have done. You dare to get involved with this evil power again. 1 years ago, you succumbed to Sargeras and got these cursed eyes. Now you are even more... You have become the very thing we fight to the death, you have become a demon, Illidan."

Malfurion pointed at Illidan's chest, extremely emotional.

Facing questions and cross-examination, Illidan's expression became colder and colder, "Don't you see clearly what kind of enemy we are facing? Dogma and rigidity have blinded your eyes, Malfurion. If you want to defeat To the Burning Legion, something must be sacrificed. Regardless of the evil energy or the arcane magic that your Cenarion Circle keeps secret, it is just a force that can be controlled by one's own will. You cannot stop eating because of their inherent danger. , these tools are the best we have against the devil."

"shut up"

The furious Malfurion shouted, interrupting Illidan's words.

As the rich voice spread far away, the entire forest came alive.The deeply corrupted trees moved without wind, and the few remaining leaves rustled, as if they felt the anger of the Archdruid and resonated with it.

"sacrifice"

Malfurion said word by word, "The souls of those Moon Guards who died because you drained them of their energy, and those heroic soldiers who died trying to prevent you from creating the second Well of Eternity are all watching you. It’s not worthy to talk about sacrifice.”

Illidan looked at his brother coldly, "Then we can't reach a consensus, brother."

Malfurion shook his head in pain, "Don't call me that again. I'm not your brother. I actually naively thought that 1 years would be enough time for you to reflect on your mistakes, but now it seems that you not only don't want to repent. , but completely embarked on the path of decadence.”

The archdruid slowly raised his head, "Now, before you bring destruction to everything we cherish again, leave here."

"Never, never come back."

Hearing this, Illidan narrowed his eyes and looked at Malfurion with a scrutinizing gaze for the first time, as if he wanted to find even a tiny bit of uncertainty in the latter's words.

Then he looked at the coalition members behind his brother.

There is deep disgust and hatred in the expressions of every night elf compatriot. They cannot understand Illidan, let alone conceptually agree with him.

Although the humans led by Ronin and Jaina, as well as some of the blood elf mages behind Angmar, did not express any stance, their disgusted looks also declared their incomprehension towards this self-destructive behavior.Orcs and trolls are all like this.

This conflict of concepts of right and wrong is a private matter between the night elves and the Stormrage brothers.They don't know enough about any of them, and they have only heard about Illidan's actions 1 years ago, so they will not interfere.

Finally, when Illidan turned his eyes to his beloved Tyrande, he found that the latter's face was cold, as if he had drawn a clear line with himself, and the green magic flames in the empty eye sockets were never extinguished. , finally became dim.

"Then so be it, brother."

Illidan said with great disappointment. He knelt down and picked up the Skull of Gul'dan, which had been left on the ground and had been depleted of energy, and threw it to Angmar, who had been silent next to him.

Then he pulled out the twin blades of Azzinoth that were stuck diagonally on the ground. He didn't say any words of farewell, but took a deep look at Tyrande, and then gradually faded away in the eyes of everyone.

A long series of hoof-shaped footprints burning with evil flames extended far away.

The light was dim, and in the forest filled with corrupted evil energy, only the flickering magic lines on the back of this lonely figure illuminated the road to the distance.

"Lord Maiev, I cannot understand why the Prophet not only did not stop Illidan, but instead allowed him to fall," Nasa whispered in Maiev's ear.

Maiev took off his helmet, glanced at Angmar who was meditating, and said meaningfully: "Any behavior of the prophet is meaningful, and no one can doubt this."

"Including making you pregnant"

"To shut up"

Maiev shouted sharply, interrupting Nasa's next words.

Everyone present was startled and turned their attention to the watchman.

Maiev realized that she had lost her composure and felt a little hot on her face. She hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Nanasa, count the number of wounded. Let's prepare to retreat quickly. We shouldn't stay here for a long time."

After saying that, she strode away.

"You finished counting all the casualties five minutes ago." Nasa stuck out her tongue and followed with small steps.

Everyone looked at the silent Malfurion couple and felt that it would be better to leave the next time to the rulers of the night elves. After all, they knew that the exiled Illidan was still angry with Malfurion after all. It must not be easy for Feng's brother to make such a decision.

"Let's go, I hope these hippogryphs won't throw us stinky guys down halfway." Rokan said humorously, wiped the rancid demon blood on his body, and took the lead to walk back. go.

Although this farce is thought-provoking, as outsiders, Luo Ning and Jaina have nothing to say.No matter what, the Skull of Gul'dan that the northern tribes in the Eastern Continent urgently need has been in Angmar's hands, so there is nothing to worry about.

They wanted to invite Angmar to leave together, but found that the latter was standing side by side with Malfurion and his wife. The Malfurion and his wife obviously had something to say to him, which reminded them of the night elves' previous comments on Angmar. attitude, can not help but give rise to deeper doubts.

Why do they seem to have known each other for a long time?

Both of them knew that Angmar was not a rude person, but why could he stand so leisurely with the two leaders who had aloof status?

Before leaving, Jaina was keenly aware of Maiev's frequent hidden glances at Angmar, and she became even more curious about Angmar's "secret".

Malfurion looked at Illidan's retreating back and remembered Angmar's warning not long ago. He couldn't help but sigh: "Prophet, I know you won't answer my question, but I still want to ask what I did right. Yes, I still did something wrong.”

Angmar didn't know how to answer. He couldn't give the other party the guidance he wanted, so he had to act like a true prophet and said based on his understanding of the two brothers in his previous life: "Everyone has his own path. You are, and so is Illidan. You need to understand each other, but you don't need to agree with each other, because it is the principles and beliefs that set you apart from each other that have made you who you are today, and are also the most special to this world. of you."

"I can't understand what you are saying yet, but I think maybe we have completely different fates."

"Our future is never determined by fate," Angmar smiled and handed the Skull of Gul'dan to Malfurion. "Please give it to Master Ronin who is traveling with me. I will return on my own later. ."

After saying this, he said goodbye to the two of them and chased after them along the evil hoof prints.

"As you wish, Prophet."

Angmar felt a little helpless after hearing this. He really wanted to find a chance to tell the other party that I am not the prophet you call me, at least not yet.But considering how much the other party holds me in high esteem, maybe these truths will be misinterpreted, so I have no choice but to give up.

Now that the Skull of Gul'dan has been obtained, what he has to do now is to ensure that Illidan will still do "what he should do" just like in the official history.Perhaps with the remaining strength, the outcome of the Battle of Mount Hyjal can also be led to a good side.

The key may lie in your own hands.

Angmar touched the vial containing the water from the Well of Eternity in his arms.