The Mac'Aree continent under the feet of the coalition forces began to shake violently, and the sky was densely covered with powerful spherical lightning. The omen of catastrophe lingered in everyone's minds. The stronger the strength, the stronger the premonition of danger.

Vanessa, who was sore from the beating, was still holding her head up and covering her nose, fearing that blood would flow out, looked at Kil'jaeden's severed palm several times, and finally shook her head, no, old man Velen's gaze From the corner of the eye, he was also staring at the severed hand. It seemed that he was going to take it back as a souvenir? She has no chance.

It is too dangerous to stay on the scene at this time.

"Let's retreat first, I still have to say a few words to my old friend." Velen said to the coalition army.

At his age and position, he knows many secrets that ordinary people can't imagine in a lifetime. He has his own considerations, and there is no need to keep the coalition soldiers here to be buried.

Several legendary professions felt the deepest, and the whole Argus had an illusion that the world was about to collapse, as if something was about to wake up from a deep sleep!

The earth is actually the same land, but Vanessa feels that the land is overturning at a very fast frequency. She is still standing with her head up and her feet down, but in her mental cognition, she feels that she has been turned upside down Now, the gravity and the ground are above, and my consciousness and thinking are slowly falling into the abyss.

Mom! It's scary, run away!

We can fight Kil'jaeden side by side, let's fight together, now this? This seems to be a feeling of being completely invincible, a feeling of powerlessness to face the whole world.

Vanessa, who vaguely guessed the truth, didn't wait for her own mirror image. She led the Lordaeron soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield, and then ran to the portal as if desperately. It should be safer to run back to Outland, right?

No one is a fool, the alliance followed closely, and the soldiers of the tribe also ran behind with the bodies of the dead on their backs.

Then came the blood elves and draenei.

Neither Illidan nor the Illidari who were still willing to follow him moved, they stood quietly to one side.

The remaining twenty or so demon hunters are still waiting for orders from the leader.

Most of the blood elves left, but there were still some people who were willing to continue to follow Illidan. None of the four high-level professionals from the Illidari council left.

Many Naga died in battle, and the high-ranking warlord Naintus died, but Ms. Vaschi didn't move, and they didn't dare to run.

The number of evil orcs was severely reduced, not to mention the repeated charges, and Garrosh Hellscream recruited a large number of them. Now there are less than a thousand evil orcs under the leadership of Talon Gorefiend.

"Illidan, go back quickly, the battle is over." Khadgar stood still five meters away from him, and said urgently.

Illidan no longer looked at the cliff, but took out the Sargerite Keystone: "Archmage, do you know what this is?"

Without waiting for Khadgar to answer, he said to himself, "This is the Sargerite Keystone leading to countless worlds. I can evacuate at any time. It is you who need to escape!"

The body is weak, but the momentum is not weak at all. He looks at the huge city that is about to collapse under his feet.

"The battle is over? Wrong! Antoran and Krokuun are still in the hands of the Burning Legion. My hatred with them is not over, Illidari! Don't pay attention to those cowards, we must continue to march!" He yelled arrogantly laugh.

Now there are less than 2,000 Illidari left. Compared with the 30,000 army that left the Dark Temple that day, it can be said that there is no one in ten, but they are all Illidan fanatics, and they believe that this person can bring them victory. .

Illidan didn't mean to say hello to Khadgar and Velen at all. He opened the portal and led his troops away from the soon-to-be-destroyed Mac'Aree continent. Rest, the battle is not over! Back to Outland? From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of going back.

"Damn it! You bastard! My lord Prophet, Illidan's teleportation has once again destroyed the space structure here. This place won't last long, so let's go too!" Khadgar stayed at the end just to help teleport Velen, he saw that the Prophet With a trace of death will, this must be stopped no matter what.

Seeing through his intentions, Velen nodded lightly: "I understand, I will have a last word with him."

Khadgar stepped aside with discerning eyes to arrange the teleportation.

Kil'jaeden's life was counting down, and the other eye was about to close. Velen stretched out his left hand and stroked his forehead.

The evil energy from the wound rolled out, and now the famous big devil couldn't even control this energy.

"..." Velen looked at his old friend, and there were countless words in his mind, but he didn't know where to start.

Kil'jaeden spoke slowly: "I... have always been jealous of you, your talent... your beliefs, your foresight. I... never Trusted that someone could stop Sargeras, maybe... you can prove me wrong..."

His voice was intermittent, and these words had been buried in his heart for too long, and he never thought that he would say them one day.

"We'll meet again..." Velen was referring to the constant resurrection of the Legion demons.

The energy and time needed to revive a great demon of Kil'jaeden's level are astronomical~lightnovelpub.net~ But he can be resurrected.

The great demon, who took in less air and released more air, sneered: "Veren, don't test me, let me tell you, I have reached the level where I have the right to say no. I am tired and need to rest."

"Master Prophet! Hurry up, it's going to be too late!" Khadgar was extremely anxious, but he couldn't complete the teleportation despite Prophet Velen's resistance.

"Don't go back to Argus without sufficient preparation. You know what I mean, we discussed this matter on the beach..." Kil'jaeden's voice became lower and lower, His breathing was extremely weak.

A shocked expression appeared on Prophet Velen's face. The question that he had been unable to figure out before was instantly answered. He stared at his old friend intently.

"Is it our original guess?...Argus actually..."

"That's right, just as you think, Sargeras awakened and imprisoned him, this is the biggest secret of the Burning Legion, let's go, old friend, let's go, don't look back..." Kil'jaeden The final sound was so faint it was almost inaudible.

Khadgar kept urging, but Velen did not refuse this time. He followed the transmitted light and left the Seat of the Triumvirate, and Khadgar followed.

On the top of the seat of the Triumvirate, only the weakly breathing Kil'jaeden began to emerge from the wound.

In the past, he also regretted and hesitated, but that is not important anymore, he finally ushered in the rest, he is too tired, too painful, now it is time to rest.

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