Akama's soul looks ordinary, like a blank piece of paper, waiting for someone to write on it.
The corners of Illidan's mouth raised slightly, his eyes shot out two golden rays, and he used the power of time.
As the light flows, countless runes appear in the depths of Akama's soul, and Illidan is slightly moved after seeing it.
"The runes of the Burning Legion were painted by masters." Illidan took a breath.
With these hidden runes, Akama cannot be controlled.
Fandralhui reported: "I heard that many of Archimonde's subordinates have pledged their allegiance to Kil'jaeden."
Illidan chuckled: "So, Kil'jaeden is not at ease with us. Unfortunately, he has forgotten that the Burning Legion worships the strong. This is a test for us, and it is also an opportunity."
Fandel added: "Akama was captured by Thrall. It is not difficult to guess that a certain general of the Legion colluded with Thrall. I don't understand. How can the orcs defeat us?"
"Don't underestimate the orcs, let alone Thrall." Illidan said calmly: "We might as well use their tactics to see what methods they have."
It was Illidan himself who transformed Akama's soul into Akama's shadow.
"Fander." Illidan ordered: "Before capturing Maiev, your demon hunters will temporarily cooperate with Akama."
Shatar City slum.
Khadgar straightened his clothes and went to meet Grivolta, the peerless treasure merchant.
The troll Grivolta is a famous liar in Sha'tar City. Although he has a good reputation, there are still many adventurers who have been deceived by him.
Khadgar knew that this old liar had some real skills and that not all the things he sold were fake.
"Dear travelers, look at my treasures, the mysterious necklace that can find cloth on the corpses of enemies, the mysterious ring that can find leather on beasts, the jewelry that can find gold coins from the rich man's purse, believe me, old man
Grivolta is a good boy, and he will pay ten for every false one."
Khadgar handed over a bag of gold coins: "I want a hula doll."
Grivolta's expression changed and he smiled: "A sensible consumer."
After saying that, he shook the weight of the purse and took out a doll and handed it to Khadgar.
With the hula doll in hand, Khadgar can safely cooperate with Maiev to continuously eliminate the spies planted by Illidan in Shattrath City.
This news quickly shocked the Black Temple, and Illidan summoned the generals to lecture:
"I think everyone knows what happened in Shattrath City. There is a traitor among us."
Fandel looked around at everyone and said loudly: "According to the intelligence, Maiev is very close to a Draenei."
Akama immediately stood up and knelt on the ground with a plop:
"It's my fault. This Draenei's name is Artani. He rescued me from Orgrimmar. I trusted him too much. I didn't expect that he was actually a spy sent by Thrall, and he was the one who let me go.
Maiev."
Illidan knew what was going on right away and scolded him sternly: "Akama, you were too careless. It's up to you to make up for your mistake."
Akama replied: "I will definitely be able to complete the task."
Outside Shattrath City, in a cabin in Terokkar Forest, Khadgar was invited to meet Akama.
"My dear old friend." Akama took Khadgar's hand and said, "Not only did you save my life, but you also helped me get rid of Illidan's spies. I really don't know how to thank you."
Khadgar noticed the strangeness in Akama's tone and lamented: "Akama, why do you need to do this? I really don't understand what's the benefit of betraying me to Illidan."
Akama was slightly surprised. The trap had been set and Khadgar could not escape. He said with relief:
"You are smarter than I thought. I have no choice but to borrow your life, otherwise Illidan will definitely suspect that I let Maiev go."
Khadgar smiled contemptuously: "Who do you think I am? Do you think I can really obtain the powerful Holy Light for no reason?"
Akama was not surprised: "Yes, I have always been suspicious of you, guessing that you are from the Exodar and a subordinate of the prophet Velen. Although you have proven to me that you have nothing to do with Velen, I can't rest assured."
"Prophet Velen, who is he?" Khadgar brushed his forehead with his right hand: "Look what this is."
A bright mark of the Naaru appeared between Khadgar's brows.
Akama stood up in surprise. He had only seen the mark of the Naaru on Prophet Velen's forehead.
Khadgar's mark is more complicated and bright, proving that he has a higher status than Velen.
"I am a priest of the Legion of Light, Akama. Do you want to become an enemy of the Legion of Light?" Khadgar asked sternly.
Akama sat back in a daze, and after a long while he said:
"It turns out that the Holy Light did not deceive me. I'm sorry, Lord Priest, I have surrendered to the Burning Legion and can only destroy you."
"The Burning Legion, so that's how it is." Khadgar secretly said that the trip was well worth it and he gained a lot. He finally understood the camp to which Akama belonged and solved the mystery of history.
Khadgar smiled evilly: "Akama, you and your dirty Broken Ones want to defeat me?"
Akama said proudly: "Atani, your power of holy light is very terrifying, even higher than Velen. Your elemental magic is no worse than any archmage. Unfortunately, you have a weakness. As a Drai
The Nigerians are not good at close combat."
While in Karazhan, Khadgar was injured, resulting in poor physical fitness and lack of strength.
Akama was sensitive to this after being supported by Khadgar many times.
"So what?" Khadgar asked.
Akama smiled and said: "Master Illidan taught me a magic circle. As long as the surrounding area is filled with the power of evil energy, it can block the energy of other systems. Whether it is holy light or elements, they will be completely isolated from you. Under evil energy,
Destroy it, Lord Priest."
The cabin was instantly ignited by fel energy, and the walls were covered in fel flames.
Akama stood up and flexed his fists and feet: "My injury has not fully healed yet, so it is still very easy to deal with you."
Khadgar asked in frustration: "Is this how you treat your savior?"
"Are you begging for mercy?" Akama punched Khadgar down, stepped on his head and said, "I don't like to owe others. If you save me, I must kill you."
Khadgar said coldly: "The Draenei have been wandering in the stars for tens of thousands of years without a single friend. It turns out that the truth is like this."
As soon as he finished speaking, Khadgar reached out his hand without hesitation and touched the burning evil energy on the wall.
The fel flames ignited Khadgar's arm. Akama hurriedly moved away and saw Khadgar being swallowed by the fel flames.
"You will regret it, Akama, you missed an excellent opportunity." Khadgar left his last words, and the evil flames burned him up.
Akama didn't know why. Seeing Khadgar burn to ashes, he sneered:
"This is just the first step of the plan. I want to prove my worth to Lord Mannoroth. The next one is Maiev's turn."
In a cave not far away, dozens of precious magic crystals were arranged into a complicated array.
A hula doll was placed in the center of the circle, and green flames suddenly burst out and burned to ashes.
Khadgar teleported to the center of the circle and slowly stood up.
"Although Atani is dead, he allowed me to know Akama's true face. This is a good deal."
The hula doll acts as a stand-in and dies in the fel flames instead of Khadgar.