"Okay, even if you are pursuing justice, don't you care about your current enemies?"
"The current battle has nothing to do with us. Even if I let Illidan go, will he be able to defeat Deathwing?"
"you……"
"Tylande, don't waste your time." Illidan interrupted the argument between the two lightly. Maiev's performance was as expected. She was not so much an elf as a ruthless machine that enforced rules.
Wanting her to let him go out of gratitude or benevolence is simply wishful thinking. It is her consistent style to do whatever it takes. Now that he is seriously injured and his strength is not as strong as the fourth level, Maiev will naturally not let go of this golden opportunity. "You are
Do you want to arrest me or kill me?"
"Destroy your power and imprison you for life."
"Haha, okay, you keep saying that I betrayed the glory of the high elves, tell me what glory is?"
"Glory comes from the recognition of the people and the motherland. It is humility, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, fighting against terrorism, and protecting the people."
"You also know how to protect the people." Tyrande snorted coldly, "Why would Illidan be like this if he wasn't fighting against Deathwing?"
Maiev glanced at Tyrande lightly, "Protect the people? No, he is to protect you."
Tyrande's voice froze and she was speechless. Maiev's words pierced the pain in her heart. Illidan's love for her had always been the last thing in her heart to face.
To be fair, Illidan did commit heinous crimes, although his nature is not bad.
"Illidan, I would like to advise you that the true meaning of love lies in dedication, not possession. If Tyrande had chosen you, then your brother Malfurion would definitely accept Tyrande's choice and silently bless you.
, instead of blindly trying to take her back like you and making everyone feel embarrassed and miserable because of you."
Maiev's words were like a basin of cold water. Illidan was shocked and unable to refute.
"You surrendered to the devil for power, and you betrayed your brother because of jealousy. If you hadn't informed the Burning Legion, the world of Azeroth would not have been blown apart in the first war. If it weren't for your love for power,
Desire, Archimonde will not come to the Dota Continent, and the Elf Kingdom will not experience the catastrophe of the Third War. Your hands are stained with blood, and your strength is obtained by the lives of countless warriors and the cries of countless women and children.
, you have...obliterated humanity..."
"Destroy humanity?" Illidan suddenly became excited, and he roared at Maiev: "What bullshit humanity? Wasn't I a good person in the past? I have always aspired to become a night elf hero. I risked my life to save Lord Crowcrest.
, I traveled across mountains and rivers to beg the demigod Cenarius to defeat the Burning Legion, and I led the surviving mages to kill the demons of the Burning Legion one after another."
"But what did I gain? Malfurion and Jarod became the heroes of the night elves, but what about me? Not only did I lose my lover, but I was also thrown into an underground prison and suffered thousands of years of torture."
"After ten thousand years, I was released. Because the Burning Legion invaded again, the night elves needed my power. For Tyrande, I gave up the hatred of being imprisoned for ten thousand years. I killed the commander of the Burning Legion by myself.
Dread Lord Tikodis, but what did I get? Just because I used the power of the devil, I destroyed the night elves' bullshit 'glory', became a traitor, became a sinner, and was expelled from the night elves.
"
"I don't understand, what exactly is a 'devil'? Is killing someone a 'devil'? Yes, I have killed and killed many innocent people, but when a monarch conquers the world, he does not step on countless withered bones.
The paved road to kingship? Why can they become the founding kings and be respected by the world, while I become the 'devil'?"
"I always couldn't figure it out, but later I understood that it was because I was not the one who made the rules."
Maiev snorted coldly, "Since you think so, I have nothing to say. Just let me send you to prison to continue thinking about your philosophy." Maiev said and waved the Wheel of Judgment. However, at this time, Tyrande
The figure flashed and stopped in front of Illidan. On her right hand, she was holding a shining golden eagle horn bow.
"You... Tyrande, do you know what you are doing?" Maiev looked at Tyrande with a face as deep as water.
"Of course I know it, Maiev, don't forget, I am the highest priest of the elves, you are just a warden."
"Huh, the laws of the elves are controlled by the warden. I have the highest authority of judgment. What's more, this world is originally a world of strong people. I have advanced to the seventh level, and you, because you have experienced a comfortable life for thousands of years, you
My strength has stagnated, why should I be ordered to do so?"
"Okay, I know that you have been dissatisfied with me because you failed to run for the highest priest 20,000 years ago. Today we will make a decision." Tyrande drew the bowstring without showing any signs of weakness, although she knew that she was no match for Maiev.
Maiev sneered and was about to say something else when an unusually old but distant voice sounded in everyone's ears, "Maev, this is enough."
Maiev frowned, "Malfurion, do you also want to stop me? Have you forgotten how Illidan was... huh? You are not Malfurion."
Gu Nansheng held Frostmourne tightly, and his senses were completely integrated into the sword. The familiar cold feeling of the past was indeed gone. Frostmourne's sword soul fell into a deep sleep due to the heavy damage.
At that moment, Gu Nansheng was heartbroken and suffocated. Frostmourne was his closest comrade, but at this moment, it was broken for him.
"Deathwing, I can't spare you." Gu Nansheng roared angrily, his whole body ignited with blazing ice flames, and the vitality of heaven and earth in the night sky suddenly became restless.
"Hmph, the soul of the sword is broken. Your sword is just an empty shell. Do you want to kill me with a piece of scrap metal? It's ridiculous. Why don't you change a weapon? Maybe you can survive for a while."
"The sword is with the person, but if the sword is broken, the person will die. I believe in the sword in my hand, just like it believes in me. Wings of Death, I want your life." Gu Nansheng jumped up, pouring all his energy and belief into the Frost Wing.
In sorrow, people join their swords
"Since you want to die so much, let me send you on your way." In a hurry, Deathwing did not use the complete five-color light dragon, but only used the three-color energy on the dragon soul fragment, but even so,
The power of this move after Deathwing transforms into a complete body is also different from before.
The three-color energy condensed into a purple-gold light dragon in front of Deathwing. The light dragon let out a long roar, rolled up a golden light like a horse, and rushed towards Gu Nansheng like lightning.
