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Their soft hands gently touched Illidan's face, cleaning his skin that had burnt beyond recognition, except for his eyes. The fragrance of flowers such as lilies slowly drifted over his nostrils. His body moved for a moment and finally woke up from his coma. In order to escape the severe pain in his body, he led himself to the coma. The severe pain on his body was relieved a lot and could be tolerated, but Illidan doubted whether the pain would completely disappear.

But at the moment he woke up, he felt a very painful mind. The elf gasped heavily and covered his eyes with his hands. The eyes that attracted his attention the most among the strange things in his body. He had tried his best to block his vision, but it was still futile. The energy and the changing colors in front of him made him dizzy. This was the gift from Sargeras. He could now observe the world with evil and magical ghost vision, but the price of obtaining this gift was high, and the night elves dared not recall the pain.

Tyrande, Malfurion, Senarius..., the elf thought of many people in his mind. He didn't know how these people he knew would react when he saw him like this - this was what he was most worried about.

Yilidan eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart and tried his best to calm himself down. At first he could not do it at all, and the world around him seemed to be in endless chaos.

This situation did not last long, and Yilidan took a long time to adapt. The colors were no longer chaotic, and the violent power also flowed in an orderly manner. Whether alive or dead, the natural energy contained in all things in the world began to transform into concrete images.

He finally found himself lying on a cushioned chair. The chair was smooth and soft, giving people a very comfortable feeling. Illidan closed his eyes and opened it suddenly. He saw three people standing beside him, all women. He stared at them, and their faces gradually became clear. The three of them were night elves, young and beautiful, wearing luxurious and seductive robes.

He looked at the woman who had been cleaning his wounds again and found that the female elf was very different from the other two. Illidan could feel her silver hair and her cat-like eyes.

The female elf moved her hand away from his face. She arranged Wen aside and took out something-a black silk scarf.

"This is for you, Lord Illidan..."

He suddenly understood the purpose of this object. His more sensitive visual ability made him temporarily forget how he should look at others. Illidan took the wrapper and wrapped it on his eye socket. As he expected, wrapper did not weaken his new visual ability.

"It looks much better!" the woman whispered, "You should meet the Queen in your best condition..."

"Thank you, Faski..." Azshara's voice suddenly appeared in the room, "You can retreat now."

Fasqi then remained silent, bowed, and left the room with the other two waitresses.

Azshara's body was shining with dazzling silver light. Illidan looked at the queen intently, and at this moment he understood why the queen was loved by all the people.

"Her Majesty the Queen." Illidan stood up from the chair and knelt on one knee.

"Please get up! There is no need to give such a great gift." She came to his side in an instant, her movements were so quick that even Illidan didn't notice it. "How do you feel?"

After Azshara sat down, her eyes reached Illidan.

Illidan looked at her carefully. The light on Azshara's body was very strong. These things just showed the queen's true strength. No wonder so many elves were impressed by her charm.

"You impressed me very deeply, Illidan Storm! I don't think anyone can bear the power of Sargeras, but you succeeded. Maybe he knew you could, otherwise why did he give you such a precious gift?" Azshara said, "but it's really a pity to lose such a beautiful golden eyes."

"I...I've held on, Her Majesty the Queen."

"I really want to know how you got through it. Can you tell me?" She stretched out her finger and gently slid over Illidan's towel. "What are you thinking when you accept the power of evil?"

Illidan frowned and looked down in the direction of her hand. What was he thinking at that time? Illidan remembered two green rays of light shot out from the portal, burning his golden eyes. The night elves clearly remembered the scene he saw: the worlds in the universe, the endless demons, and... the destroyed world. At that time, Illidan could only sigh in pain that they were too many. The demons attacking Azeroth were just the tip of the iceberg of the entire legion. Even if they won in Azeroth... it would have no meaning.

Sargeras's words recalled in Illidan's mind: No matter how hard the world works, failure cannot be avoided.

"I only feel pain, endless pain. In the pain, I can't think, I just want to end all this quickly." Illidan's tone was quiet, trying to avoid letting Azshara see that she could hide it.

The queen covered her mouth and smiled, "I know that's painful, I can hear you while I'm sleeping."

"It is my fault to disturb your sleep, Your Majesty."

Azshara stood up and pondered the complex dark patterns on Illidan's body. The queen felt that there was a mysterious magic in the pattern, which was Sargeras' magic, filling the night elf in front of her.

“There is rewarding after the pain.”

Illidan had no idea about his own changes before. He thought he had only his own eyes, but now he was stunned when he looked at all this. Sargeras seemed to have really brought Illidan under his command. Illidan carefully touched the pattern. In an instant, he felt an energy surge in his body and quickly flowing throughout his body, the same power as the demon.

"You are truly favored by him now... Of course, you are favored by me," Queen Azshara whispered.

"Please forgive this inappropriate disturbance, the light in the light." Someone at the door whispered in a threatening tone.

Illidan suddenly tensed up all over, while Azshara was very calm. She straightened her body, tucked her thick hair behind her head with her hands, and looked at the uninvited guest at the door with a confused and tired look. "What's the matter, Varosen?"

Unlike the tempting light on the Queen's body, Captain Valosen's guard shot a black light, which made Illidan think of those demons. Illidan knew that this guy was probably as sinister and vicious as the demon.

When Varosen saw Azshara and Illidan sitting on the chair, he felt angry. She stood up and reached out to touch Illidan's cheek, making him even more angry.

"I'll come here to inform you, Your Majesty. The battle to raid the Black Raven Fortress on the front line has failed again. Tikdios, the leader of the Demon King, has already…."

"No need to say more!" Azshara sat back on the bedside in dissatisfaction. She couldn't figure out why she failed and even sacrificed an important demon leader.

"The strength of the Rebels is stronger than we imagined, my Queen. In addition to Ravenkes' rebels, there are many forest demigods, so..."

Azshara stared at the wound on Valosen's face with bright eyes, sure that he was not telling a lie.

"There will be only one god in this world soon, Varosen. But I still hope that when Sargeras arrives, we can solve these problems."

"I understand, your majesty. I will go and discuss with Lord Savis immediately."

Azshara waved impatiently and asked Valosen to withdraw, who glared at Illidan before leaving.

"My guard captain is loyal, isn't he?"

Illidan turned around and found that the queen's eyes were always staring at him. "Yes, your majesty."

"But I think you'll be more loyal than him."

If Faschi's eyes are like cats, then Azshara's eyes are more like poisonous snakes. Being stared at by her always makes people feel that the secrets in their hearts will be penetrated. Illidan can only be fortunate that Azshara does not have the ability to read minds.

"I will, Queen, I will do what I say." Illidan responded with confidence, and then realized that Azshara had a task to him, and just so he could test him. "Please tell me, your majesty."

"Oh, of course," Azshara looked at him with a slight attitude, "I heard that you participated in the first battle at the Black Raven Fortress, causing us a lot of trouble." She said as she touched the black pattern on Illidan's body with her hands.

Although I understood that she was just a show-off, Illidan responded. He tried not to be moved by her charming words, and he replied: "Yes, your majesty. But in that battle, I saw the power of evil energy, so I now...abandon the darkness and turn to the light."

"A wise decision." Azshara smiled at him, "In fact, I am not using this to provoke a crime. What I want to know is, is there a dead person among the people who fight alongside you?"

‘That undead?’ Illidan immediately understood what Azshara wanted to know, “Yes, your majesty, there is indeed the man you are talking about. It calls itself ‘undead’, and it is very smart and has many skills, but I don’t think he belongs to a certain race. I can feel that there is a magic on him that I have never seen before, bound to his soul.”

"So I wonder what kind of magic that is, Illidan."

Illidan bowed to the Queen. "I understand what you mean, Your Majesty. I will bring that undead to you and use the power given to me by the Lord."

The queen laughed proudly, nodded constantly and said, "You can go, Illidan Storm."

Illidan walked out without saying a word. He knew that Azshara was staring at his back. Even if the queen suddenly attacked him, Illidan would not be surprised, but Azshara obviously would not do so.

Where should he go now? Illidan looked up and locked the sun's position. At this time, the sunlight was no longer dazzling to him.

To find the undead, Illidan had to return to the Black Raven Fortress, which made him a little frightened, but had to do so - in order to gain Azshara's trust, sacrifices must be made.

...

It was a difficult and timely victory. Galaude did not shout as loudly as the others, and he knew there would be more battles next, and by then, I don't know how many people would survive.

"We knew that the excellent guard captain's shadow song would surely unite us."

"You talk about me?" Gallard shook his head quickly, "Master Senarius, you really trust me so much. I am just an ordinary officer. Now I can command the troops only for the time to operate."

"I'm afraid it depends on you more now, Galord Shadow Song. The Taurus and other races have arrived, but you need to let them see the respect of the night elves. Only in this way can they respect us the same. The war is not over yet, and Azeroth still needs their strength."

The night elves sank helplessly: "I--I will do my best, Master. All I can do is say."

The demigod nodded: "What we want is your words, Captain Shadow Song."

"I will reorganize the Resistance, Master," said Gallard, "but what will you do next? I'm talking about other demigods."

"The Legion will remember this crushing defeat, but they haven't lost yet, they will make a comeback soon, and the next time will be even more cruel."

Galaud nodded. Brox snorted impatiently. He wanted more demons to come. The oak battle axe and him were in a hurry and needed more demon blood to satisfy him. In addition, Brox also proved to them with practical actions that he was a trustworthy ally.

"I don't know your name yet, Taurus Warrior." Gallard glanced behind the Taurus, and the white deer Aitro was chewing on the only clean green grass on the ground.

"My name is Hun Gaoling, the commander of Shadow Song."

"Hello, Hun, but please call me Garod, the commander sounds like an older man."

Hun's thick lips bent upwards, "Okay, Garod." The Taurus turned to the King of the Forest, "Thank you for your guidance, Great Senarius."

"Hun, I traveled to the continent of Azeroth and knew quite well about your race. You have high respect for Mother Earth. Now the world is suffering from disasters. It requires your strong arms. Please stay."

"I understand, Senarius. I will obey Garod's command." Hun raised the eagle claws and the spear of the wild gods dyed with demonic blood in his hand. With this weapon, he won the respect of those present.

‘Great, another powerful ally!’ Gallard smiled happily, it would be even better if there were more allies!

"Mr. Gallard."

"What's the matter, soldier?"
Chapter completed!