"You can't do this!"
On the terrace of the Black Temple, Akama pointed at Illidan's nose with indignation, "We agreed to defeat Magtheridon together in order to overthrow his rule and return peace to the people of Outland."
"Idiot, peace? Do you think there is any peace in this broken world?" Illidan said disdainfully, "Look up at the sky above you. This place has long been an abandoned land. The Burning Legion can attack you at any time. Come back and burn your pathetic world to ashes."
"We, we can regroup and fight the Burning Legion together, just like we did together against Magtheridon!" Akama hesitated for a moment, but he immediately firmed up his stance.
"Fighting the Burning Legion? Who, just you and your miserable ugly people? You can't even resist the orcs driven by the Burning Legion. Why do you think you can resist the Burning Legion's troops?" Illidan said mercilessly. He laughed at Akama's naive thoughts, "Akama, I thought you had become like this and at least knew how to recognize reality, but now it seems that you are still a complete fool."
Akama stared at Illidan for a long time without holding back a word. Although he wanted to refute Illidan's opinion, the facts were irrefutable. Outland was simply not enough in the face of the power of the Burning Legion.
Thinking of this, Akama was instantly discouraged, but he did not give up his choice. He turned around with an indifferent attitude, "That's it, our covenant ends here, I want to take my Clan members—uhhhhh!”
Before he had taken a few steps, he let out a painful roar. Akama knelt on the ground with one knee, his body trembling. The former archbishop turned his head with difficulty and asked Illidan, "You...you want to do it?" What?"
"Do you think I will let you leave the Dark Temple easily? You and we can be considered 'fighting side by side' comrades. I can't let a guy like you leave like this."
Illidan channeled the power of darkness to restrain Akama, causing the Broken to scream in pain one after another.
"Quick... stop it, Illidan, I know you are not - ah!"
Akama tried to persuade Illidan to change his mind. Although the Archbishop may have believed in the wrong person before, he was sure that the hatred and disgust he saw from Illidan for the Burning Legion was not fake. They clearly had the same enemy. , why would he choose to turn against him at this time?
"What you know and what you see is not necessarily true." Illidan strolled to Akama's side and watched the Broken One curl up in pain, "You and your men are a force worth harnessing, and you will all be at my disposal until I achieve my purpose.”
Illidan's power is so powerful. Although Akama, who has lost the power of the Holy Light, learned the shamanic ways from Nur Bolton, he is completely unable to resist the current Illidan. In addition, the demon hunter sneak attack first , the defenseless Akama instantly lost his ability to resist.
Illidan sneered and used evil energy to tear off a piece of Akama's soul. Akama lay on the ground with a pale face, almost losing the ability to stand up. He reluctantly turned over, raised his head and pointed. Looking at Illidan, "You...what exactly do you want to do?"
"With this fragment, your life and will are under my control. If you serve me obediently, you and your miserable kin can still save a small life, otherwise..."
The cold laughter lingered in Akama's ears, and his vision began to darken due to the severe pain. In the end, Akama's will was defeated by the pain that was more unforgettable than any torture, and he passed out completely. past.
Illidan threw the soul fragment in his hand out, and a black shadow escaped from the fragment. Soon, a "shadow" exactly like Akama stood in front of Illidan.
The Shadow of Akama bowed before Illidan. Although it could not speak, the part of the soul controlled by Illidan had completely lost its self-awareness and became a prop used by Illidan to restrict Akama.
"Your first mission is to let the surviving Delaney know who the new master of Outland is."
Illidan's words echoed on the terrace, and countless green lightning flashed across the black sky of Shadowmoon Valley.
The Draenei, who had gone through untold hardships to escape from the massacre of the orcs, were about to face their second crisis.
…
"Boom boom boom"
The continuous sound of rocks rolling down sounded in Lothar's ears. He watched as the hollow in the mountain that was originally blocked by rocks gradually revealed its original appearance.
"These wood spirits are really good at hiding. They have almost hollowed out a mountain!"
Originally, they were worried that the hidden primordial thorn beast seed had long since played with the broken land of Draenor, but now it seems that the possibility of this thing still existing is really not low.
The Bodhisattva didn't know how to seal the seeds of the original thorn beast in a mountain peak in Gorgrond, and this was also preserved in the Blade's Edge Mountains today.
Following the information gathered from the Bodjin's soul, Lothar and Anub'arak did not spend much effort to find the place where the original thorn beast's seeds were buried.
Next, digging a passage is no longer a problem for Anub'arak's crypt demons. These nerub demons can even dig out an underground kingdom extending in all directions under the tundra frozen soil. They can easily dig in the Blade's Edge Mountains. Out and into the core of the burial site.
Lothar walked into the passage of the spider demon, followed by Anub'arak. They followed the passage all the way to the end, and this time, what stood in front of them was no longer rocks, but dry tree trunks and branches.
However, these branches became the last obstacle in front of them.
"What's going on with these tree trunks...Why are they even harder than rocks even though they are completely dry?"
Lothar used his rune sword to cut off a piece of stone wood blocking the entrance of the cave. The feeling fed back to him by the sword gave him a new understanding of the hardness of these dead wood.
Anub'arak also put his sickle claws on the dead wood. Although he broke a piece of wood without much effort, Anub'arak was also a little shocked. "How did those plant life do it?"
"No matter how many there are, just take some back to Kel'Thuzad to make samples. Anub'arak, do you have a way to open the passage? The spider demons under your command seem to have encountered some difficulties."
The stone wood and dry vines that sealed the entrance were different from the structure of rock and soil, and the efficiency of the spider demons' digging method was also much lower. Therefore, although it seemed to be overkill, Anub'arak was the best person who could enter the cave at the moment. There's a quick fix.
Anub'arak waved his sickle claw, "Leave it to me. Please move away. There may be some big noise later."
Lothar cleverly slipped back a long way - the spider demon was not afraid of being trapped in the tunnel, but he did not want to be buried in rocks waiting for others to dig him out.
Seeing that Lothar had reached a safe position, Anub'arak pushed forward, the sharp horns of his head pressed against the stone and wood barrier, and his two huge sickle claws stabbed downward fiercely. When the claws sank into the ground, the entire passage and even half of the mountain shook.
Roaring and collapsing sounds continued one after another, and Anub'arak's power tore apart the mountain in the passage. Although the stone and wood barrier tightly held the entrance of the cave, it could not withstand the crypt lord's violent method of expanding and tearing open the entrance of the cave.
The rock spikes rose up from the ground and collided with the stone and wood. Even though the stone and wood were extremely hard, the successive rock strikes and the hard minerals mixed in the rock finally tore open the stone and wood barriers. In the end, the stone and wood in the cave were broken. The scene was exposed to Lothar and Anub'arak.
