The night elves have three secret weapons: Illidan in the Vault of the Watchers, the Satyr Army led by Xavius, and the secret mage group.
Among them, Illidan is the strongest.
Fander knows the details of the Black Temple. Illidan has presided over the creation of many secret weapons over the years. It is not difficult to defeat the secret mage group.
However, Illidan chose to stand still and watched helplessly as the tetrahedron in the air assisted the Watchers in fighting a bloody path.
Akama was anxious: "Lord Illidan, don't you want to kill all the Watchers in one fell swoop?"
Illidan sighed: "I am also a night elf, how can I be willing to kill my own compatriots?"
Fander mocked: "The only ones who can watch their compatriots being slaughtered and remain indifferent are probably the orcs and draenei."
Akama muttered dissatisfiedly: "The Draenei will not kill their own kind, we are better than the orcs!"
Thinking of the Draenei who were expelled by Velen, Akama took a few steps back in shame.
Maiev led three hundred watchmen and was about to break out of the siege, which made Anachronos anxious.
How could the four Anachronos be willing to miss such a big event as Illidan capturing Maiev.
I just didn't expect an accident to happen.
If Maiev had been allowed to escape, history would have changed, and perhaps Illidan would not have suffered a disastrous defeat in the Black Temple.
Anachronos was so anxious that he scratched his hair: "Magical night elves, okay, this is my miscalculation, what do you think we should do?"
Durotan rolled his eyes and said: "This is Illidan's trick. He is not plotting against Maiev or Akama, but us."
The head of state, Malgok, said in a loud voice: "We are here to find the Titan relics and find out the historical truth. Do we still want to help Illidan capture Maiev?"
Anaclos smiled bitterly and said: "In order to keep history on the right track, it seems that this is the only way. Velen, what do you think?"
Prophet Velen took out the Skull of Gul'dan: "With this thing here, Illidan already knows our location and can take action at any time if he wants to deal with us."
Anachronos was right after thinking about it: "You mean, Illidan is forcing us to express our attitude?"
Prophet Velen nodded: "If we don't take action to capture Maiev, Illidan will definitely be disappointed, and we will be in danger."
"You can also abandon the Skull of Gul'dan." Durotan said with some pain. He had only obtained the Skull of Gul'dan for a short time, but it had already brought him great benefits.
"As expected of Prophet Velen, what he said makes sense, so let's take action." Anachronos was reluctant to part with Gul'dan's head and made the decision.
The secret mage group killed a large number of Nagas, but more Nagas rushed over like a tide.
Maiev holds the Blade Wheel very firmly. As the sharp sword of the team, she must not get tired and strive to harvest her opponents with the minimum amount of effort.
This requires a lot of skill and coordination. Maiev's thinking is tight and she doesn't dare to slack off at all.
When you are close, you are about to fight out. Blood and sweat are flowing down your cheeks. Success is right in front of you.
Suddenly, a disharmonious scene appeared, and an orc appeared in front of him.
The color of the skin proves that he is not an evil orc under Illidan.
The orc was strong, holding a huge ax, and struck Maiev head-on.
The blow was fast and hard. Maiev hurriedly raised the blade wheel to block it, her arms were numb and she almost couldn't lift it up.
There was no way, Maiev was too tired. If she was in a normal state, Maiev could skillfully dodge and then fight back.
The orc didn't show any interest in fighting either, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he disappeared on the spot.
Before Maiev could take a breath, a strong two-headed ogre appeared in front of him, holding his staff high and casting spells.
Maiev recognized that it was chain lightning. If the Watcher was hit by it, although he might not die, he would definitely fall into a brief paralysis.
In desperation, Maiev could only use her remaining energy to cast the flash spell, and rushed to the ogre to interrupt the spell.
The ogre was not willing to fight, and the golden light disappeared in a flash.
After only this brief stagnation, Naga troops surrounded us from all directions, and the situation was once again in danger.
The tetrahedron in the air once again poured out magic, killing a large number of Nagas. Unfortunately, it was no longer as sharp as it was at the beginning.
The mage troops will also become tired and their magic power will be exhausted.
What's even more terrifying is that the altar on the top of the mountain released black lightning, covering the sky above the battlefield and devouring the soul of the killed Naga.
Obviously this is the technology of the Burning Legion, similar to a device such as the Soul Forge. Maiev is actually helping Illidan complete some kind of ritual.
Maiev could only grit her teeth and continue to break through.
The three hundred watchers suddenly came to a standstill, as if time had stopped, and Maiev spat out a mouthful of blood in frustration.
What made Maiev vomit blood even more was that the oncoming group of Nagas were actually covered in golden holy light, making them almost invincible in a short period of time.
A series of accidents happened, the Naga troops had completed the encirclement, and the three hundred watchmen became a small boat in the endless waves.
The tetrahedron in the sky saw this and knew that Maiev could no longer break through, so they could only fly away quickly.
On the top of the mountain, Illidan smiled happily:
"Our friends have expressed their attitude. My arrangements are not in vain. It's time to meet my old friends."
After completing the encirclement, the Naga troops retreated, leaving an open space for the watchers.
Illidan flapped his wings and swooped down from the top of the mountain. The huge membrane wings carried the sound of roaring wind and thunder, like the arrival of the devil.
Suddenly, Illidan fell down and crashed into the densely packed Naga team. His head was directly inserted into the soil, and dozens of Nagas paid their lives for it.
"Malfurion's brother, you must have done it on purpose."
Cursing secretly, the memory of Tyrande that he carried with him returned to calm. Illidan stood up again and soared into the sky.
Seeing Illidan being embarrassed in public, Maiev wanted to laugh, but unfortunately she couldn't.
She was trapped in a tight siege and had lost hope. The belief that supported her suddenly collapsed, and exhaustion and despair filled her heart.
Maiev sat on the ground tiredly, watching Illidan hovering above.
"Maev, my warden, do you remember how you were captured by me last time?"
"That's betrayal." Maiev shouted angrily: "Someone betrayed me. If I guess correctly, it is the woman you love."
"Oh! You don't have any evidence." Illidan grinned: "I felt that the victory was in vain last time, so when the Broken let you go, I didn't stop you. How about it, this time it falls into my hands
, are you convinced?"
A silver rope appeared in Maiev's hand, but it quickly fell apart. Her physical strength was close to its limit. Even with the help of Luna's shackles, she was no match for Illidan.
"Surrender, Maiev." Illidan pointed at the watcher behind Maiev: "Think about your brothers and sisters, I promise to treat them well."
"Put down your weapons!" Maiev took the lead and threw away the blade wheel.
The watchers threw down their weapons one after another, and Illidan laughed:
"Maev, now you are my prisoner. I have prepared a prison for you and your watcher. Don't worry, I won't be as stingy as you. My prison is very comfortable and I will ensure that you are happy both physically and mentally. I want
I want you to prove that you are not a qualified warden."
Then, Illidan looked aside to see the four Anachronos hiding in the darkness.
"The Skull of Gul'dan told me everything, come out, why don't we talk about it."