Felwood, the dense forest that used to be protected by demigods, has now entered its final withering. The iron hooves of the Burning Legion have ruthlessly trampled on this land. The rampant evil energy and curses have caused the vegetation to wither and the animals to wail. When I die, I look around and see that the green scenery is no longer there, but only the sparse dark woodland and the smelly valley are left. ¡÷ And in this ugly forest, a pair of men from different forces met unexpectedly. "Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm, Mr. Night Elf!" Death Knight Arthas motioned to his undead to stay where they were, then inserted Frostmourne in place, and motioned to the night elves in front of him with his empty hands. Illidan Stormrage frowned slightly. To be honest, he was ordered to investigate the situation of the demonic troops in Felwood. He was not very interested in the bone sticks of the Burning Legion, but the leader of the opponent looked very strong, so he had to careful. "You lackeys of the Burning Legion have such good intentions. What kind of conspiracy do you have?" Shaking the Blade of Azzinoth in his hand, the demon hunter glanced at the withered forest around him without missing a trace, and quietly moved toward He retreated. He was not a lone hero. There were many people on the opposite side, so Illidan naturally would not choose to resist forcefully. But then Alsace's words made him stop. "It should be said that he is the 'former lackey' of the Burning Legion. In fact, my boss, the Lich King, and I have decided to break away from the control of the Burning Legion!" It seemed that he did not see Illidan's alert movements, but Arthas did. Zi Guzhi told the shocking news, and he was confident that he could attract the other party to listen. ??????????????????? After hearing this news, the devil's actions were a meal. The flames symbolizing the devil pulsed in his eyes. "I don't believe it!" Perhaps it was because he had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, so the demon hunter's words were concise and to the point. And the death knight obviously didn't intend to make the other party believe it immediately. His stiff expression did not change, but his voice softened a lot, and he said: "Actually, it's not difficult to guess. After these days of fighting, you night elves should have discovered that the Burning Legion has been using us as cannon fodder and restricting us." Our freedom, this is something that I and my race cannot tolerate, I believe any intelligent creature can understand this," said Arthas and glanced at Illidan. But he saw that although there was some movement in the other person's eyes, there was more of a look of disapproval. He knew that he couldn't persuade the other party with these fake tricks, so he said directly: "Okay, to be honest, our home base in Lordaeron is Being attacked by the humans and high elves there is shaking our foundation, so we must go back, but the Burning Legion does not agree. They prefer that we stay here to help them destroy the night elves first!¡± When he said these words, Illidan showed a trace of relief on his face, and he said as expected, "I know you evil guys have always been selfish. You will never do anything that is not beneficial!" Combining what he has learned After receiving some information, Illidan generally believed Arthas' words, even though he belonged to the same camp. But there are still some differences between the Scourge Legion and the Burning Legion, just as the other party said. The Burning Legion's foundation is in the Twisting Nether, while the Scourge's is in Azeroth itself. This difference in principle is doomed to have a conflict of interest between the two parties in a certain aspect, so it is not difficult to understand why these stubborn people want to rebel. "So, what do you want us to do? It's impossible for us to directly send troops to help you. We still can't trust you!" Illidan asked directly. It was his brother Malfurion or Tyrande who replaced him. Here, one may also consider whether letting the Scourge leave will have any bad effects and bring harm to the continent of Lordaeron, but Illidan, who is centered on Tyrande, will not consider it at all. For him, as long as these undead no longer interfere with him killing demons and protecting Tyrande, then everything else has nothing to do with him. When he heard Illidan's question, Arthas's eyes lit up and he said: "No, it doesn't need to be that troublesome. Just ask you to kill the people planted by the Burning Legion to monitor us. The rest will be fine." We will handle it ourselves!" His eyes glanced at the demon hunter, then he frowned slightly, and then said nonchalantly: "I think you also have the power of those demons, and I just know a piece of news that may be right. If it is useful to you, I will provide it to you for free as a thank you gift! Now in Felwood, a group of demons are occupying there and using an artifact to corrupt the entire forest. I believe that you will definitely become more powerful after getting that artifact. "When¡ª¡ª" Half an hour later, deep in Felwood, Illidan stood on a dead tree holding two Warglaives of Azzinoth, looking quietly at the circle in the distance, facing someone. ?The skull, the devil who was performing a dark ritual, whispered softly, "Death Knight, don't think that I don't know what you are trying to do. You just moved this thing to provoke me and the Burning Legion to lose. , I¡¯m afraid if I don¡¯t look for them, they will come to me!¡± But then a trace of wavering flashed across his face, and a hint of intoxication flashed in his eyes as he looked at the powerful dark power emanating from the skull. "What a powerful power! After getting it, I may become stronger. Then will Tyrande look at me differently?" The scene of Maronos's death at the hands of Hellscream once again appeared in the demon hunter's mind. Thinking back, he gritted his teeth slightly, and Illidan seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be persuading himself, "For this power, everything is worth it! Just treat that death knight as a bargain this time!" Originally wavered The expression disappeared, and Illidan, who had made up his mind, jumped down from the tree, holding the War Blade of Azzinoth, and rushed towards the demons. On the other side, on the other side of Felwood, the undead army was moving silently. Anastarian, who had turned into an undead, commanded his army to slowly retreat into the distance. However, it didn't know what it thought of, but it hesitated a little and walked to Alsace, who was standing on a high place and silently watching the army. He asked in a low voice: "Master, is it too early to act now? That elf may not do what he promised." But Arthas shook his head, "He did it when he went back. From the first time he saw him I knew at a glance that he and I were the same people, both willing to do whatever it took to pursue power, so I was certain that he would not be able to refuse the temptation of the Skull of Gul'dan. Next, we just have to watch him kill him. Just take care of that demon Tichondrius!" At this point, the death knight stopped talking and looked at the army of undead under him, wondering what he was thinking. But Anastarian took a step back, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. "Are you pursuing power? Then what do you want? My son Kael'thas?" He murmured softly, but the former king of Quel'Thalas looked confused at this time. At the same time, there was a different scene in a room in Lordaeron. Under the moonlight at night, on the spacious big bed, three naked bodies were entangled together. Mo Wen held Bridget on her back and pressed her under him, reaching out and rubbing the two full flesh balls continuously. He squeezed and worked hard, but said with a smile: "General Abedis. I am sure now that your body was still pure until just now, and it has not been contaminated by any demonic power!" Partrice, who was hugging the quilt and half-covering her delicate body, chuckled when she heard this. Her fair face was flushed with embarrassment, but Bridget was angry and ashamed while suppressing the strange feeling in her body. While yelling at Mo Wen, "Kael'thas, you bastard, I was really, really bewitched by the devil. That's why I came to you to check whether I was still under the influence of the devil's power, and Pastor Partrice , you actually colluded with him! "The fact that Dathrohan and Skeeter were possessed by demons had a very bad impact on the Scarlet Crusade. In the face of the ironclad facts, although the current Crusaders no longer They regained their previous blind fanaticism, but began to doubt themselves again. Many Crusaders began to have doubts about what they had done, wondering whether they had been bewitched by demons, and the most serious among them was Mo Bridget heard the 'voice of the Holy Light' too much. This young general was once a firm believer in the Holy Light and always believed that the Holy Light would protect him. However, after experiencing the demonic incident, he became less confident than ever. When she got up, she wasn't even sure if she was still affected by the demonic power. Therefore, under some anxiety, the general could only carry others on his back and found Mo Wen, who had been able to detect the existence of the devil before, hoping that he could check it for him. Of course, the general was not stupid. It was impossible for him to be alone with Mo Wen so late, so he brought Pastor Partrice with him who he saw nearby. The result is naturally conceivable. Partrice was originally with Mo Wen, otherwise she would not have appeared near Mo Wen's room at this time. The poor general was coaxed and deceived by the two of them, and he was confused. Mo Wen succeeded, and by the time she woke up, it was already too late. Listening to Bridget's complaints, Mo Wen and Partrice curled their lips and ignored her. After a series of in-depth exchanges just now, both of them understood what was hidden behind Bridget's strong appearance. That "arrogant heart" may be due to the influence of serving as the general of the Scarlet Crusade at a young age. Bridget, who is very brave and resolute in front of others, is very immature and childish in private. For example, right now, even though he enjoys Mo Wen's service, he doesn't say forgiving at all. But no one paid attention??, Bridget asked for trouble and stopped talking. She gritted her teeth and silently endured Mo Wen's impact. After a while, she suddenly sighed again. "I didn't expect Lord Mograine to die at the hands of Renault. Darien was crying very sadly!" Mo Wen paused for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "In the Scarlet Monastery today, wasn't Renault already there? Have you admitted everything? What else is there to say? " "I wonder if Renault was also affected by the devil. Otherwise, how could he-" Halfway through the words, Bridget stopped talking. Because she also understands that no matter what the reason is, it is an indisputable fact that Renault killed his father Alexandros Mograine. The senior officials of the Scarlet Crusade will never tolerate this kind of behavior. Breathing a sigh of relief, Bridget asked Mo Wen, who was pressing on her back: "Reno and Sally have been imprisoned by you blood elves, what are you going to do with them?" A flash of light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Liangguang, then smiled softly and said: "Interrogate and see if they can get any clues about the last fear devil. After that," Mo Wen hesitated for a moment, then said without hesitation: "¡ª¡ªI will execute them , no matter what, patricide is an intolerable thing. The fall of the Ashbringer, Renault Mograine and Sally Whitemane all have unshirkable responsibilities. If we don't kill them, we may never die. Nor can it awaken the soul of Lord Mograine, who has now become the death knight lord in Xamath! Of course, considering the current situation of your Scarlet Crusade and the feelings of your senior leaders, this execution will not be made public. It will be done in secret!" "That's it!" Bridget sighed slightly. She was both a descendant of a senior member of the Scarlet Crusade. She and Renault had a good personal relationship, so she felt a little sorry for what happened to the other person. It was just Renault's crime. It was too big, so she couldn't say anything else, so she had to put these things behind her immediately. No, maybe it was Mo Wen's sudden speed of movement that made her unable to think about it anymore. A moment later, dark clouds filled the moonlit sky. In the room, the bloody general Bridget Abidis suddenly let out a series of seductive screams, which could be heard far away under the night. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! 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