33. The Victims (Part 2)--The Presumptuous Brothers for Midsummer [New Year's Day 2/2]
Azeroth is a special planet and a special world.
This specialness is not only reflected in its magnificent historical nodes, but also in a certain great creature bred deeper in this world.
There are Titans in Azeroth. This is a very special planet among the stars. It breeds a Titan spirit with the most potential. Even the Pantheon back then and the Dark Titan now will always pay attention to it. This kind of
The concern is not without reason.
Because this Titan spirit, which has not yet left its infancy, has its own consciousness. This is a phenomenon that has never been seen in the stars. However, it is this fluctuation of consciousness hidden in the real world that creates the world and the world.
Different civilizations.
On the battlefield of Mount Hyjal covered by the canopy of death, Lord Tyrion's left hand rested on the shoulder of Moon Priest Tyrande like a friend, and the dark sword in his right hand whizzed and slashed at Tyrande's snow-white
As for the perfect neck, the big lord's face did not have many expression fluctuations. He had seen too many big shots. In his opinion, Moon Priest Tyrande was not special enough for the big lord to spare her life.
role.
There is no personal hatred between them, what really matters is Illidan...
This demon hunter is really important, because Tyrion knows some secrets that mortals cannot know. He is very clear about some of the meanings behind Illidan's life... The fate of this world has been changed.
Before he was born, a dark game changed the fate of the world, and the final destination of that fateful change was Illidan Stormrage.
He is definitely not just a dark hero, not just a dark defender of Kaldorei, not just a betrayer... He carries an extremely important mission. Now, Tyrion must use his own way to help Illidan.
Remove all shackles and let him truly embark on his own destiny.
However, at the moment when the whistling sword was about to touch Tyrande's neck, everything around Tyrion stopped.
He frowned, raised his head, and looked around. Everything was still... It wasn't a trick like stopping the flow of time, but everything was truly still! Even the world tree Nordrassil that was burned by the flames of the death realm.
The flying ashes, the night elf soldiers slaughtered by the gods of death on the battlefield, and the evil ghost warriors who stepped onto the battlefield like colossi, everything was still.
The entire world, together with all the creatures in the world, entered a state of stillness at this moment. In this world, there is only one person, or in other words, one existence that can cause such an effect. Tyrion has seen her before
.
"So, you regretted it again?"
The great lord held back his anger. He raised his head and looked at the strangely shining stars in the sky and the bright moonlight. In the moonlight, there was another consciousness.
Elune...the titan spirit born in Azeroth, the origin and end of all stories.
"Tyrion, let Tyrande go. This girl has great potential...I didn't choose her just because of a whim."
"The Kaldorei's belief in you has changed their status in your mind after all, right? Elune, the spirit of the world... you have been affected by the boredom of mortals..."
The silver moonlight shone on Tyrion, and he could hear the dissuasion from the spirit of the world, but he was unwilling to stop. He raised his head, looked directly at the moonlight in the sky, and shouted loudly:
"Tyrande Whisperwind is nothing special! She is just a mortal who has been blinded by immortality. You know this better than anyone else. What really matters is Illidan. The stupid you and that madman Zera have been together for tens of thousands of years.
The destiny that I tried to maintain before was turned into what it is now after being interfered with by Sargeras! Don’t you understand yet? I’m helping you deal with the mess you left!”
"Cenarius, Tyrande Whisperwind, these are the two shackles that Sargeras put on Illidan. You should understand it better than anyone! It's a pity that I didn't have time to deal with the first one, but because of
So, I won’t let this second one go!”
The cold will of the great lord silenced the Moon God, but after a moment, the spirit of the world spoke in a gentle tone:
"I understand, I know that Illidan was supposed to be the savior of Azeroth, but his destiny has been twisted...Zera told me that she would call Illidan back to his place at a certain time.
destiny, but I am not willing to sacrifice Tyrande for Illidan's destiny, this is unfair!"
Elune's voice even had a hint of pleading this time...
This kind of change that belongs to women makes the high lord very helpless, but Elune...her words have weight. Tyrion must listen to her advice. If he wants to defeat the truly powerful enemy that is about to attack, he must
Maintain the friendly relationship between him and Elune first.
No matter how powerful the Death Lord is, he cannot match Sargeras. When the real end of all things comes, Elune, who is still very immature, is Azeroth's final trump card. Tyrion understands this better than anyone else.
a little.
"So, between Illidan and Tyrande, you chose Tyrande. It's a pity that you made another wrong choice... And, Zella told you that she would be responsible for handling Illidan's affairs?
"
"Yes."
Facing the question from the great lord, Elune did not hide it. She said calmly:
"The Mother of Holy Light contacted me again not long ago. She seemed to be preparing a huge plan. She asked me to join it..."
"So tell me why you are so stupid!"
The great lord had a trace of anger. He wanted to say something more, but he finally shook his head. After thinking for more than ten seconds, he calmed down:
"Okay! As you wish... I will keep Tyrande, but the rest will be left to you. As for Illidan, I will not allow you to hand him over to Zella. That magic stick only
It will destroy him!"
"I will reshape him in my own way, and I will let you see how I turned this piece of scrap metal abandoned by fate into a peerless sword! And, Elune, you know very well what I am doing
To help you, I don’t want to see you interfere in my war as you are now, a second time!”
The great lord reached out and grasped his dark sword. He raised his head and looked at the dim moonlight above his head. Like a girl who had misbehaved, he scolded:
"Also! Cut off the connection between you and Zella completely! You naughty girl! Soon, I will destroy Zella and her clown-like Legion of Light...
By that time, you will know that the so-called destiny that the magic stick Zera believes in does not exist at all!"
"As you wish..."
Elune did not stay for too long. She quickly took back her power. At the moment when everything stopped, everything became alive again. At the moment when the death noise of the battlefield returned, Tyrion that
The sharp blade that was slashing at Tyrande changed its trajectory in the air, and pierced Tyrande's body from behind with a fierce gesture.
That layer of shining Yinsha moonlight couldn't block Tyrion's sharp blade, it couldn't even stop it...
"puff"
Blood, blood spurted out from Tyrande's wound, and the beautiful face of the Moon Priest who was casting a spell also flashed a touch of pain, as well as a kind of despair and shock. At the same time, the two brothers Illidan and Malfurion
During the roar, Tyrion was almost close to Tyrande's ear, and he said in a cold voice:
"Little girl...your moon god has already abandoned you long ago..."
"Do you think what you have done in the past ten thousand years is right? No... you are wrong! Your god is watching you, and she has warned you, and this is the price for your wrong doings!"
"Shua"
Tyrion's arms were waving, and blood was flowing all over his body. Tyrande's entire body, like a rag doll, was thrown towards Malfurion who was rushing over. The archdruid stretched out his hands and hugged his seriously injured wife.
In his arms, Illidan, this dark warrior, finally stopped hiding himself after seeing the woman he loved being hurt.
"Tyrion! I want you... to die!!!"
Illidan exploded all the demonic evil energy sealed in his body at this moment. The hot evil energy increased at least three times in an instant. There was another power hidden in Illidan's body, that
It was what he was best at ten thousand years ago... arcane magic.
The illusory spirit bodies of Lord Big-Eyed Demon, Dread Lord, Lord Doom and even Mannoroth the Destroyer were shining behind Illidan's body. The souls of these demons laughed. After the demon hunter exploded with all his power, it meant that
It was possible that they had escaped the seal, and in the fusion of evil energy and magic, the dark green evil energy on the surface of Illidan's body was transformed into a strange purple energy.
It's full of chaos and destruction... It makes him look like a big purple demon.
"That's it!"
Seeing Illidan's all-out explosion, Tyrion's eyes flashed with brilliance.
This is what he really values about Illidan. The six basic powers of the stars accompany each other and have clear boundaries with each other. According to normal circumstances, a living being can only carry one kind of power, but some talented guys can realize the basic power.
fusion.
For example, the arcane power that represents order and the evil energy that represents chaos are naturally opposite to each other. The last person who merged the two powers was named Sargeras... and now, the second person who appears in front of Tyrion is...
.
Illidan Stormrage!
The strength of these geniuses is based on their understanding of power... No one knows when Illidan completed this terrifying and impossible fusion, but he just completed it.
This is probably the so-called unique ability of Destiny Child.
"clang!"
With a crisp sound, the ground under Tyrion's feet shattered under Illidan's violent force, causing the great lord's feet to be imprinted into the ground. The black light blade in his hand also shattered at this moment, but it was replaced by
It is a stronger and silent Ashbringer. The Blade of Shadow is held in Tyrion's hand, which means that Illidan in front of him is qualified for Tyrion to draw the sword.
But that's it...
Looking at Illidan's eyes shining with evil energy under his dark red mask, Tyrion, who was surrounded by purple chaos power, said calmly:
"You know what? Illidan, it seems to me that if you want your children to be weak, give them everything at birth."
"But if you want your child to become stronger, you have to... be strict with it."
"Bang"
The Death Lord swung his foot and kicked Illidan's chest in the form of an afterimage. The power containing the withering of death and the essence of eternal silence rushed into Illidan's body along the contact between the two bodies.
, almost in the blink of an eye, all the energy running in his body was cut off. Illidan indeed embarked on the path of power fusion, but the problem was that the souls of the demons he sealed were too weak... In other words,
It's too complicated.
Not pure enough, that's why he lost.
Hit by the high lord's full blow, Illidan's body was swirling and blasted into the ground of the battlefield. His demonic form had been forcibly released, and Tyrion did not even look at the one who had not yet found his true power.
The Son of Destiny turned his attention to the demon souls suspended in the sky. He looked at them and asked softly:
"Why are you laughing? Is all this... funny?"
The demon souls released by Illidan turned around and ran away as if they had seen their natural enemies. However, they were captured by the swarming gods of death the next moment. The great lord took a step forward and appeared holding Tailan.
Des wanted to leave Malfurion's side on the battlefield. He grabbed the weak Arch Druid and turned to look at the demon hunter crawling out of the broken ravine behind him.
He showed a cold smile to Illidan:
"I said, I will untie your shackles. The knife just now was the first one, and this one... is the second one!"
"No!"
Amid Illidan's extremely brutal roar, the High Lord's fingers lightly pierced Malfurion's heart, just like the most terrifying blade. At this moment, Malfurion, who was not struggling, was just calm.
looked at his brother.
The archdruid's eyes flashed with guilt, worry, pain, trust and final blessings... Although Illidan couldn't see it, he could feel that his brother... was going to die.
"Take her away! Illidan..."
Malfurion could feel Tyrion's fingers piercing his heart. In the pain of being paralyzed by the cold death, the weak archdruid took off the simple horn like an ornament from his waist,
He shouted to Illidan:
"Take care of her for me! Protect her for me! Illidan...get out of here! Never come back!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The low and desolate horn sounded throughout the night battlefield at this moment. Tyrion looked back and saw that under the night cover of Mount Hyjal, endless elves were attracted by the horn, heading towards him and Marfa.
Leo rushed over from where he was, and taking advantage of his opportunity to observe, Illidan, who was seriously injured, rushed out of the ruins as quickly as possible while holding Tyrande, who was also seriously injured.
He knew what his brother was going to do, and he also knew what would happen once the horn of nature's anger was blown...
"Ah, it's so boring to act with others... Are you right, Malfurion..."
Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by countless elves with manic strength, the high lord did not panic. He looked down at Malfurion who was being held up by him. When their eyes met, the high lord had a cold smile.
meaning:
"Malfurion Stormrage"
"You have carried a heavy life, and you have seen the true meaning of death."
"Your will to protect has sharpened your soul so much... You are qualified!"
"I will give you the name of the Defiler, and... welcome to join the Forgotten Kings!"
