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Chapter 1171 The Inertia of History

According to the intelligence Sharlayan had learned before, none of Illidan's subordinates and related cooperative forces could accurately extract the power of high-purity shadow.

So the question is, where does the pure shadow power that goes into the body of the evil orcs to balance the evil energy come from?

Thanks to the God's perspective that the barrage helped open, Sharlayan had long known that Illidan was a man who would do anything to achieve his goals.

Regardless of the final outcome, Illidan did not fully participate in the assassination mission assigned to him by Kil'jaeden.

The Lich King Ner'zhul, who betrayed the Burning Legion, is indeed dead, but he died at the hands of the forces of Azeroth. Both the Helm of Domination and Frostmourne were recovered by the people of Azeroth.

These two artifacts were handed over to Ner'zhul by Kil'jaeden himself, but they ended up falling into the hands of the enemy, and Kil'jaeden couldn't help but feel angry.

Moreover, Illidan was obviously suspected of being involved in the operation against Ner'zhul, and then he just patted his butt and ran away.

If Kil'jaeden hadn't been busy taking the opportunity to suppress Archimonde's forces and expand his influence in the Burning Legion, Illidan wouldn't have been able to slip away to the outer lands so easily to form his own forces.

The news of Magtheridon's defeat must have been reported back to Argus. When Kil'jaeden frees up his hands, the Deceiver, who hates betrayal most, will be the first to attack Illidan.

To this end, Illidan must establish a powerful force of his own in the shortest possible time. In order to achieve this goal, Illidan, who has a very flexible moral bottom line, does not mind using some dirty methods.

In the entire Draenor, there is only one creature that can be related to the power of pure shadow.

That's Naaru.

To be precise, it is the dark Naaru who fell after the Naaru exhausted the Holy Light.

When he thought of this, Sarlayan felt a throbbing pain in his head.

So far, Sarlayan has been working happily with the Naaru of the Legion of Light, headed by Adal, and he plans to persuade Adal to send the Storm Fortress fleet to Azeroth.

Who would have thought that Illidan would do a big job for him behind his back after just not looking at him for a while.

If this matter is not handled well, it is likely to turn into a full-scale conflict between Draenor's Legion of Light and Illidan's forces, and this is definitely something Sharlayan does not want to see.

"Ah this..."

After listening to Sharlayan's analysis, Jaina showed a speechless expression on her face: "I just asked where Illidan got the power of shadow... I wonder which unlucky Naaru he picked."

Sarlayan shook his head helplessly: "We will find out when we ask Vashj. I hope the situation has not deteriorated to the point of unrelenting death."



The naga led by Vashj followed Illidan to Draenor with the help of Sharlayan to help him develop his own power.

The relationship between Vashj and Illidan can be regarded as half colleagues and half superiors and subordinates. In most cases, they have a business-like attitude when getting along.

As Azshara's most trusted head maid, Vashj is undoubtedly the person who knows Azshara best, if not anyone.

Unlike Illidan who only used each other, Vashj could see that Queen Azshara was optimistic about Sharlayan.

Facts have also proven that Azshara's vision has not deteriorated at all even after being dormant at the bottom of the sea for ten thousand years.

When Vashj enthusiastically took the initiative to go out to greet Sharlayan and his party, she, who had been with Azshara for tens of thousands of years, could tell at a glance Sharlayan's current state.

"Duke Deep Shadow, have you... broken through that barrier?"

Onyxia, who returned to her human form, playfully interrupted Vashj's rather surprised inquiry: "Little Naga, let me correct you first."

"Salayan is no longer the Duke of Shadow, but the Grand Duke of Shadow."

Compared with the promotion of the title, Vashj is more concerned about the changes in Sarlayan's life form.

After changing the title politely, Vashj waited for Sarlayan's answer with bright eyes.

Seeing that Vashj would not give up until she got an answer, Sarlayan shook his head and said with a smile: "You read that right. Under the pressure of the Battle of Mount Hyjal, I was lucky enough to break through the limits of a mortal."

'really……'

Vashj took a deep breath and became more respectful towards Sharlayan.

"Congratulations to Grand Duke Shenying, you are the second 'mortal' after Her Majesty the Queen to rely on your own ability to break through and become a demigod."

'As expected of the Queen's favorite person, my original guess was indeed correct...'

Sharlayan didn't know what nonsense Vashj was thinking about in private, and he had no intention of diving into the Coilfang Reservoir to waste time reminiscing with her.

"We still have time to find Illidan and Solas, so I'll keep the story short."

Sharlayan interrupted Vashj's respectful greetings and asked straight to the point: "Did Illidan have a conflict with Shattrath?"

Vashchi's eyes flickered slightly.

Previously, she had the idea of ​​helping Illidan cover up his deception. After some fluctuations a few minutes ago, Queen Azshara's number one confidant changed her mind without hesitation.

"His Excellency the Grand Duke is indeed very discerning."

Vashj narrated in detail: "Just a week after we defeated Magtheridon and captured the Black Temple, Shattrath sent a Naaru named Muru to check on the situation."

"At that time, Akama, Thoras and I all persuaded him to value peace, but Illidan attacked Muru without hesitation. He defeated and captured Muru before the opponent was ready to counterattack, and imprisoned him in

In the Dark Temple."

"I don't know much about what happened after that. It is said that Kel'Thuzad, at the request of Illidan, developed a method to control the evil orcs. It seems to be related to Muru."

"Mulu..."

Sarlayan shook his head helplessly: 'Sure enough, history still has a certain inertia. Although the process is completely different, Mulu, the unlucky guy, still couldn't escape this destined disaster.'

"Okay, I will go to Shattrath first to understand the situation, and then I will find a way to reconcile the conflict between the two parties... I hope this matter will not cause too much trouble."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Sarlayan scratched his head a little irritably: "I came to Draenor this time originally because I wanted to take a vacation, but that guy Illidan really made trouble for me.

.”

[How strange. When working with Illidan, you need to be mentally prepared for this in advance. He is a restless person. 】

[Mulu...I really don’t know what to say, I can only say that this is fate.]



After bidding farewell to Vashj, the preoccupied Thalayan did not notice the flickering eyes of the Queen's confidant as he looked at his departing back.

Onyxia, who is very sensitive to emotional changes, discovered this strange phenomenon and murmured thoughtfully in her heart while flying to Shattrath City.

'What is Vashj, Azshara's die-hard loyalist, planning? Even if she obeys Azshara's order to temporarily assist Illidan, her loyalty will only be dedicated to the Queen of the Night. Could it be...'

Due to her past professional habits, Onyxia subconsciously began to consider the possible impact if this matter came true.

But then she laughed in her heart and said: 'What are you thinking? Azshara is such an arrogant person, how can she look down on Sharlayan, a young man who is not yet a hundred years old... young?'

'etc.'

After thinking about it, Onyxia suddenly thought of herself in a strange mood. After all, she was also an ancient dragon who was over 10,000 years old.

As one of Sarlayan's partners, the Black Dragon Princess understands the excellence and charm of her man better than anyone except these "good" sisters who are also part of the same family.

If it were before Sarlayan broke through and became a demigod, Onyxia might have shaken her head and put this unrealistic idea aside, but...

'What if it's true?'

If the first person to think of this was Valeela, she would definitely not let Azshara, a powerful competitor, have the opportunity to join the family, and would do everything she could to unite other sisters to find a way to exclude her.

Onyxia, who was born into the dragon race, is not as jealous as Miss Squirrel. She is more concerned about the interests of the family... and even Azeroth as a whole after introducing Azshara.

In a distracted state, Onyxia unconsciously flew in the wrong direction and began to tilt towards Shadowmoon Valley.

Sarlayan patted the scales on the Black Dragon Princess's back in confusion: "Oni? Why are you so lost in thought? You are going the wrong way."

"Um?"

Under Sharlayan's reminder, Onyxia quickly came to her senses, pretending that nothing could happen, and said mockingly: "I'm sorry, I'm still thinking about the Hearthstone board game not long ago. I lost."

I’m not willing to give in.”

Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "Can you be more professional? We are doing business, can we think of more fun things when we go back?"

"Haha~"

Vali Lapi said with a smile: "Who said this trip was for a vacation? He changed his mind really quickly."

"Uh~"

Sarlayan raised his hands helplessly and surrendered: "I can't help it. Who would have thought that Illidan could cause trouble like this?"

"Ahem~ Anyway, let's resolve the conflict here first. The worst we can do is stay on Fallon Island and play with him for a month or two without hearing anything outside the window."


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