"Ahem!"
Illidan dusted away the dust and evil smoke in front of him. He moved his body and stood up from the ground. It was uncomfortable to endure Tichondrius' attack, but he could think of the only way to escape quickly. Recruitment is best accomplished.
He didn't want to get entangled with Tichondrius. Although he was confident in his own strength, Illidan was not a brainless fool. With the state he had just escaped from prison, wanting to defeat Tichondrius was basically a dream.
Even before he stepped into this place contaminated by evil energy, Illidan noticed that there was something attracting him in the center where the evil energy pollution was pouring out.
This made him give up his plan to cause trouble for Tichondrius secretly, and instead showed up directly, ostensibly preparing to wrestle with Tichondrius. In fact, his real purpose was to pollute the source from the beginning.
And now, while Tichondrius was careless because of his strength, Illidan finally saw clearly what was polluting Felwood.
It was a huge skull. It was not the head of any race or creature that Illidan had ever seen. Illidan was not interested in tracing its biological origin. What really attracted him was the evil energy that the skull continued to emit. Power.
"So this is it."
Illidan grabbed the skull. It was originally about half a man tall, but the skull floating on the contaminated fel tree stump had shrunk a lot. It didn't look like it was huge in itself, but because it was affected by fel magic. With blessing, it turned into a giant skull.
As soon as he held the skull in his hand, veins popped up on Illidan's arms, and then the veins on his forehead also bulged. After the power from the skull lost its outlet, it began to invade Illidan's body. Body.
This process was quite painful, but Illidan had no intention of losing the skull. On the contrary, he showed a rather crazy and joyful smile.
"Yes...yes! That's it! This is what I've been looking for!"
Not only did Illidan not resist the energy of the skull, but he also extracted as much power from the skull as possible. Through the evil energy pouring into his body, he understood that this skull was the remains of a powerful orc warlock. His name is "Gul'dan".
Gul'dan was a powerful warlock who was proficient in demonic spells, so even after death, his knowledge of demons and his experience in mastering energy still remained in his head. This allowed the energy derived from Gul'dan's skull to , and also brings with it a vast amount of knowledge.
When Illidan was frantically absorbing the power and knowledge of the Skull of Gul'dan, Tichondrius quickly appeared in front of Illidan. He wanted to stop Illidan's crazy behavior immediately, but his raised hand was Stopped in mid-air.
Tichondrius watched helplessly as Illidan's body changed due to absorbing too much evil energy. After being baptized by evil energy, Illidan became taller than the night elves. Demon-like horns grew out, forming a ferocious arc.
His legs were wrapped in green flames, twisting into recurved goat legs and hooves. The eternal evil flames wrapped around Illidan's feet. Every step he took would ignite the ground, leaving green flames.
Illidan's body swelled like a giant. He stood up straight, almost as tall as Tichondrius. Under the stimulation of evil energy, his originally strong and powerful muscles became stronger and stronger with the second development. solid.
Amidst the sound of flesh and bones being torn apart, two huge and tattered bat wings spread out from Illidan's back. The wantonly stretched demon wings seemed to cheer for the change of their master.
"This feeling..."
"Excellent."
After ten thousand years of absence, Illidan felt filled with violent power, which made Illidan sigh from the bottom of his heart... No, this feeling was different from ten thousand years ago when he tried to absorb more arcane magic power to strengthen himself. , more comfortable.
This was not only an increase in energy level, Illidan felt that his body had also undergone a radical change, which almost gave him the illusion that he could crush Tichondrius to death with just one hand. .
After observing Illidan's changes, Tichondrius didn't care about the Skull of Gul'dan, which had absorbed a lot of accumulated power from Illidan. The pollution in the forest had reached a critical value, and it was only a matter of time before it exploded.
"I didn't expect you to abandon your identity as an elf so simply," Tichondrius marveled. He had seen many people who accepted the power of the legion, but people like Illidan who greedily and recklessly strengthened himself could not Considered a minority.
This guy was like a lunatic. He absorbed a huge amount of evil energy without caring whether his body could withstand it. If it were any other life, it would have exploded long ago.
Illidan stood up straight and looked level with Tichondrius. "Race is worthless to me. The only thing of value in this world is... real power."
His right fist was clenched, the angular muscles and the surging evil energy showed that this demon hunter was completely different after absorbing the power of the Skull of Gul'dan.
Tichondrius tilted his head and looked at Illidan for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands, but Illidan suddenly got angry. Two destructive evil rays shot out from his eyes. Unfortunately, this magic passed through Tichondrius. Dios' hollow body penetrated a large tree behind that required several people to hug him.
The Dread Lord said leisurely, "My mission has been completed. However, since you have gained such power now, you might as well think carefully about whether to serve us before Lord Archimonde comes."
After that, Tichondrius transformed into a swarm of black bats and disappeared into the forest, leaving Illidan standing in the forest, holding the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand, and said coldly, "Cunning guy."
"Illidan?!!"
Illidan's very familiar voice came into his ears, and the demon hunter turned his head when he heard the sound. He said with undisguised disgust, "Malfurion, I didn't expect that he would be the first person I met after leaving the prison. It’s you.”
Malfurion's eyes were wide open and he said in disbelief, "Is it really you? Illidan? Does everything in Felwood have to do with you?"
The archdruid looked at the terrifying appearance of his brother, and his voice trembled a little. This was not because of fear, but because he couldn't believe his eyes.
Although it was he who personally sentenced his brother to eternal imprisonment ten thousand years ago, he actually always believed that Illidan's nature had not changed for the worse. But now, when he saw with his own eyes that Illidan gave up his identity as an elf and became an elf. A half-demon.
The timing of Illidan's escape and the location where he was found are inextricably linked to the pollution of Felwood. Even if Malfurion didn't want to doubt him, he was forced by the reality in front of him!
Illidan snorted. He knew that he had been tricked by Tichondrius. He had probably spread some news to put himself in such a situation.
