(Silver cute master givemepower adds Harveys’s terrifyingly transformed eyeballs that are shining brightly.
Correspondingly, the sentries around Tyrande fell into the pain of being entangled in day nightmares one after another. These elite Kaldorei could not display their corresponding strength at all. They were rolling on the ground in pain, obviously
I wanted to wail, but my mouth was so wide open that I couldn't produce even a single note.
At this moment, Harveys already had the aura of the Nightmare King who would pollute the entire Emerald Dream in later generations.
He continued talking:
"I have become a soul, but I have no mouth, but I am screaming; I have no body, but I can feel unparalleled pain. However, I don't blame my Lord, he just did what he should do." Even so, this guy with a goat
The guy with the horns still trembled a few times like he was peeing: "Even in the whirlpool of pain, I always keep one thing in mind. I remind myself over and over again who made me endure these terrible tortures."
Looking at Tyrande twisting and struggling, Illidan roared: "No -"
"Let her go! She has nothing to do with our hatred..." Malfurion, who was groggy, also struggled, trying to resist the fatigue and drowsiness caused by the exhaustion of mental energy, and tried to stand up. He reached his hand into his pocket,
There was the seed Cenarius had given him...
However, two powerful claws dug deeply into his shoulders and held him firmly. Malfurion wanted to struggle, but the opponent's strength was far beyond what he could resist in human form.
The two satyrs dragged him to Harveys. The terrifying eyes of the Nightmare King seemed to be mocking him.
Sartre continued his arrogant speech.
"Great Lord, Sargeras allowed me to return to the mortal world so that I could bring those who delayed his arrival to see him." Harveys stepped forward and sprayed the demon's unique evil stench on the earth.
The face of the great druid made him feel as if he had fallen into a septic tank: "As for how to take you back to be punished, he gave me full responsibility. I wonder if it is too much to hand you over to my lord like this.
Simpler?”
"Don't touch Tyrande!" Illidan yelled.
However, so what?
He was also held down by two satyrs.
Within a radius of several hundred meters, except for the large group of Satyrs, there was no one standing rebel.
Harveys shook his right index finger proudly and smiled.
"It would be too easy to kill you and take you back so easily. I said to myself - my lord Sargeras hopes that Brother Stormrage will suffer as much as possible, and I should cherish this opportunity...
"
To Brother Stormrage's heartbreak and fear, the monster turned and walked towards Tyrande, who was confused. He rubbed Tyrande's smooth and beautiful face with the back of his fingers.
Throughout the ages, whenever this scene is performed, it will definitely be a terrible plot of "The Minotaur Book".
"Stay away from her!" the two brothers roared in unison.
Harveys tilted his head, and the smile on his face became more cruel and evil: "Well, it's really wonderful, two brothers love the same beauty. I want to torture these two brothers... How should I torture them? A brave young man
The Kaldorei are definitely willing to sacrifice themselves... but what about the other one? Ah! Let the brothers turn against each other and face each other on the battlefield!"
Malfurion's eyes widened in despair.
Illidan became a little afraid to look at Harveys. The Nightmare King had just invaded his mind and noticed some dark and ulterior thoughts in his heart.
If Illidan hadn't also been extremely extreme and unruly in his heart, he might have been completely shattered.
However, the greatest despair is that the strength of the two brothers is too weak, and there is nothing they can do against this powerful demon.
Tyrande's beautiful eyes were full of tears. She didn't know how to describe her current mood. She had feelings for her childhood sweethearts, the Stormrage brothers, that were more than friends but not lovers. She had also imagined countless times that if she
A life of partnership with one of them.
The reality disappointed her.
In the face of a powerful opponent, Brother Stormrage was vulnerable and unable to protect her.
This feeling of resentment was noticed by the damn Nightmare King, who tried his best to inject terrible hallucinations into her mind.
No matter how much she comforted herself and how hard she fought, the spiritual rift between her and Brother Stormrage was still being ruthlessly magnified.
This damn devil not only wanted to defeat them physically, but also toyed with and tortured their three minds.
Xavius's black-red eyes glowed, and there was only evil in his smile. The power of darkness emanated from him, constantly telling Tyrande - little girl! Taste the despair!
despair!
Really desperate!
Tyrande felt like he was being pulled into a vortex larger than Black Crow Fortress, plummeting into the abyss.
She prayed hard to the goddess Elune, but the goddess did not respond to her and did not grant her powerful magic at this moment to defeat this big demon in one fell swoop!
The consciousness is getting more and more confused, and the will is sinking.
But at the last moment, Hawke's face suddenly appeared in her mind: "If... it is the omnipotent leader, he should be able to deal with this demon, right?"
It was so damn good that Malfurion's roar penetrated into her heart.
"Lord Sunstar will take care of you——"
That's right. Didn't you, Malfurion, swear to protect me?
This voice was Tyrande's last murmur before she lost consciousness.
"Hahaha! Hahahahaha! Hawk Star? I will take care of him myself, so I won't bother you. I'm waiting for your answer in Azshara City. Remember, my patience is limited."
After that, in front of the two brothers, he touched Tyrande's face with his right hand.
As a standard villain who deliberately leaves a way for his opponents, Harveys smiled ferociously and asked his younger brother to take the girl that the two brothers were paying attention to and step into the opened portal, leaving only the Stormrage brothers with a seemingly insurmountable obstacle.
Back view...
Half a day later, at the gate of Azshara City.
"I will serve my queen!" Illidan shouted at the top of his lungs: "I... will also serve the leader of the Burning Legion!"
He waited quietly, his humble expression not changing at all. The demons near the city gate and the upper elf guards on the city gate just stared at him coldly.
About a minute later, the gate opened, and with a creaking sound, the opened city gate was like a huge mouth of an abyss swallowing all things.
Illidan forced himself to calm down and rode in on the night saber...
On the other side, looking at Malfurion kneeling in front of him dejectedly in the marching tent, and listening to the report of Illidan's surrender to the enemy, MacDonald's eyelids jumped wildly, and he overturned the table of his soul angrily.
Damn it! Has Harveys’ head been covered with grass since he was reborn?
