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"My arms can't support heavy objects."

"Then pull me up."

"etc!"

The orc didn't know what the undead was waiting for, but he quickly understood.

The tower was trembling very hard, as if it was attacked, but who would have no choice but to swing his fists at a motionless building. Even the Burning Legion would only vent the desire for killing on the night elves.

Brox was pulled by Nathanos's arm and staggered in the air, but Nathanos's hand did not mean to release it. The orcs have always doubted whether the undead's ability to tire is true. Now it seems that this is by no means a lie.

The wall in the eastern part of the tower was penetrated by a magical ability. Lightning was swelling inside the magic, very close to Nathanos and Brox. At the same time, the two people also heard the devil's wailing, extremely shrill, and the words "very painful" were faintly heard.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Shut up, green skin, put all your strength on your arms!"

The movement finally subsided, Nathanos pulled Brox up, and there was a large fault in the stairs, but both of them could jump over. When they came to the courtyard below, they only saw corpses and Illidan. The mage was crouching alone, coughing desperately, not knowing whether it was because of the exhaustion of mana or the pungent smoke.

"Illidan, are you okay?" Brox asked first.

"I'm fine, I've defeated Baladur!" The night elves seemed to be announcing some important news, and this was indeed exciting news. Only then did Brox realize that the magic was released by this elves.

Illidan smiled and found Nathanos from the corner of his eyes, the undead looking at the body on the battlefield.

"What is he looking at?"

"Don't worry about him, seeing the body may make him feel kind."

Brox was joking. The undead didn't care what he said at all. Nathanos observed every corpse here. He was not interested in the corpses of the demons. What he cared about were the corpses of the night elves, to be precise, the corpses of the moon guards. The skin of these elves was pale, shriveled, and broke as soon as they touched. Their expressions told Nathanos that they died in great pain, and with anger and surprise, this was by no means a feature of death in battle, but more like being betrayed...

It is true that Nathanos saw clearly on the bridge of the tower that it was Illidan. He initially lost to the wizard of Erida, but the battle lasted not long. A small moon guard came to support him, but even so, he could not defeat Baladur. Nathanos had decided to support Illidan at that time, but something unexpected happened. Illidan sacrificed the moon guards and sucked away their magic with strange secret techniques and used it for himself. It was precisely because of this that the moon guard captain became so powerful. The magic that penetrated the tower just now was also his work.

‘How could he do this?’ Nathanos fell into deep doubts. The undead knew that Illidan did this to save the people. He must have been forced to a dead end. He chose this way of sacrificing others to win in order to eliminate the demons. But such behavior still makes people doubt it, and even more reminds Nathanos of Arthas. The man who betrayed the kingdom and the Illidan in front of him at this moment, two people from different races made extremely similar but different sacrifices.

In order to save his people, one chooses to sacrifice his soul, but the result is that not only can no one save it, but more lives are also paid; the other sacrifices are a small number of people, and then they want to save more people. Nathanos doesn't know what kind of accusations Illidan will face after doing this, and one thing is worth caring about is why Illidan later became a demon hunter?

‘Will he betray? I remember Illidan had a title called ‘Teller’. He was imprisoned for ten thousand years.’ Nathanos frowned. Thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not right, because ten thousand years later, Illidan stood opposite to the Burning Legion and defeated Tikdios.

With so many questions that have not been answered yet, Nathanos began to find things interesting.

"Illidan occupied the courtyard! The Ravencés guards, advance!" Ravencés' troops arrived late. It can be easily discovered that the army of the Ravencés's troops suffered heavy losses. Conservatively estimated that at least half of the troops were massacred.

"Well done, Illidan. You gave us a chance to fight back. Can you still... use magic?" Ravenkes noticed that the night elves beside the orcs looked bad, and they often did this when the mage's magic power was about to dry up.

"I have no problem at all, Lord Ravencasse. There is another guy to deal with. Let me join the battle in the arena, and I will destroy the fire-ridden stone monster."

"You are not alone, Illidan." The lord raised the giant sword in his hand. His daughter and Garod stood on the left and right sides, ready to call.

"I'll help, too." Brox said to him. Nathanos came behind the orc, nodded slightly to Illidan, and told the other party that he would help too.

"Captain Raging Wind, take the lead in charge."

The gate of the arena was opened, and fortunately the Hellfire landed was the arena, which could not go out in a short period of time. Otherwise, such "siege weapons" would run around everywhere, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Illidan, Nathanos, Brox, and Ravenketh, and others jumped into the arena and entangled with Hellfire. In the audience, there were moon guards, archers, and sacrifices who were helpful to the battle.

But whether it is swords or magic, it cannot hurt the Hellfire at any moment. Not to mention that you must be careful of the evil fire at any time when you get close to it.

"Think of a way to Illidan, it is tearing apart our formation, and the fortress can hardly hold on!" Ravenkes shouted loudly in desperation.

Hellfire clenched his fists and hit Nathanos, and the undead jumped back and nimblely avoided. However, when the hellfire pulled out the fist from the ground, all the stone fragments raised flew towards the elves in the audience, causing considerable casualties.

"Everyone lay down!" Illidan ordered, and he released the "Wrath of the Universe" again. The powerful magic ray rushed towards the demon. In order not to be accidentally injured, others hid behind Illidan and blocked their face with their hands.

After the war, everything was quiet for the time being, but the subsequent "crack" sounds destroyed everyone's hope. The hellfire was not knocked down at all, and only some small cracks appeared in its body.

"Even such a powerful magic can't defeat it?" Ravenkes couldn't believe it, and ripped him in despair. The lord prayed that Illidan would have more powerful magic.

Even if Raven Keith didn't say it, Illidan knew what he thought, because it was all the thought of everyone, and they all placed their hopes on the most powerful mage present. ‘I can't do anything to this monster with all my means. I have to let the moon guards help me for the last time.’
Chapter completed!