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It was midnight in the country of Fel when Illidan came to Krokuun.
Of course, it is unnecessary to care about the changes of the sun and the moon in a place full of demons. Due to the influence of Fel's infection here, it is difficult for the moonlight of Elune to shine on the land of Argus. Although there is still a reflection of the moon in the sky, it is just a celestial body that does not emit any light or bring any blessing.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the Argus planet was to be used as the war base of the Burning Legion in Material World, and there was still sleeping a Titan who was conceived by Fel, this world would have been dragged into Twisting Nether by the demons.
The Fel concentration of Argus is not much worse than the world in Twisting Nether, especially near some buildings that are of great significance to demons, the Fel concentration is enough to form a materialized "magic energy tide".
The devils take a breath of it and feel refreshed, while normal people will be awakened and their hearts will be destroyed if they come into contact with it.
But Demon Hunter is an exception.
Not only will Brother Egg not be affected by this violent tide of magic energy, but he will be strengthened to the limit like the demons. His body and mind are ready to kill, but Star Hunter is the most dangerous hunter in the star sea after all. He will not expose himself at will until he finds the most worthy target.
Illidan patrolled around Nathraxas Castle in Krokuun for several times. He observed this place, especially the Fel Beam in the center of the castle that penetrated the sky and the earth. It was like a Fel giant sword inserted into the center of the world, and then surged upward until it was connected to Twisting Nether.
When he felt the existence of this thing, Illidan knew that Kil'jaeden had not lied to him.
This is indeed the location of "Fel Heart" of the Burning Legion in Material World.
He calmly withdrew from the area that was closely monitored by the demons, and even withdrew from the strategic core area of the local demons all the way, heading to Petrified Forest on the border of Krokuun, where he looked for his successor.
"Come on out, your fear is so vivid, I don't even need Spectral Sight to see it."
Illidan leaned against a weathered boulder and lowered his hands to show that he had no killing intention.
But this is just a disguise.
Just kidding!
Star Hunter Do you still need claws to kill demons?
He can burst out Eye Beam from his eyes and completely ignite the entire rock platform. If necessary, he can even bite the devil to death with his teeth or kick it to death with his hooves.
There is some outrageous gossip among some lower-level demons, saying that Illidan possesses an evil secret method and can scare demons to death with his "Demon-Slaying Aura".
Ugh, this is nonsense.
Illidan is not Monk, he does not have that exaggerated ability to shock the mind.
But he is indeed a master of Warlock with powerful skills. Throwing out a ball of psychic terror between battles to scare the timid devil to death is just a common operation.
Anyone who is familiar with Illidan's story knows that if fate had not been malicious to him, Illidan Stormrage would most likely have become a powerful arcane master in the Elven Empire under the command of Lord Curtalos Ravencrest of Black Crow Castle, and he might even have gone down in history as the "Prince of Magic".
The amber eyes he was born with prove that he was born to play Arcane. Unfortunately, fate finally pushed him to his current position.
"Ahem"
Feeling a little embarrassed, Malchezaar took the initiative to step out of the shadows.
The Man'ari lord looked at the Illidan in front of him with great fear and said:
"According to the order of the Conqueror, Man'ari from the seven edge worlds. No, "Penitents" have been concentrated here. I want you to calm down, Illidan Stormrage.
These Penitents are different from Greater Demon like me who are full of evil. Many of them are Eredar who did not have time to escape from Argus more than 20,000 years ago.
They were forced to embrace Fel."
"It makes no difference to me, they are already demons."
Illidan was unconvinced about this statement. He sensed that there were probably tens of thousands of Penitents hiding in the shadows further away. He was not interested in the difference between them and demons.
But Malchezaar shook his head and denied:
"No, there is a huge difference!
These Penitents have never joined any of the Burning Legion's wars. They have been carefully hidden by the Shaper in the border world of Twisting Nether. They are declared to the outside world to be miserable exiles who have committed crimes, but they still maintain the Eredar lifestyle in their respective worlds.
The Shaper taught them some meditation secrets to help them fight against evil thoughts in their hearts.
These are good people!"
"Oh, these words are really ridiculous coming from the mouth of a big Demon Lord who has destroyed at least twenty-nine worlds."
Illidan scolded:
"I don't care where these Penitents come from or where they are going. Listen carefully, Malchezaar. I came to Krokuun to destroy the Fel Heart here.
I've watched it, I know what that thing is capable of, and because of that, I have to destroy it before I take action.
And your job is to help me complete this destruction!"
"Nathraxas Hold is one of the foundations of the Burning Legion in Argus. Even if you are Star Hunter of Megatron Galaxy, you cannot go in alone."
Malchezaar snorted and said:
"These Penitents are your helpers in this battle. This is also the last mission given by Master Kil'jaeden to us who have transformed into demons! After we personally destroy the "immortality" of the demons in Material World, we will return to the sun.
Penitents is also a part of Eredar's civilization."
"Heh"
Illidan sneered and interrupted Malchezaar's soliloquy. He stretched out his devil's claw-like fingers, pointed at Malchezaar's chest, and said:
"They may be able to return to the sun without blood on their hands, but you are different!
You are full of sins, Malchezaar, and the few deaths in the past are not enough for you to repay the sins you have carried.
But don't worry.
Kil'jaeden also prepared a way for you bastards who are dedicated to surrender.
You will spend three thousand years hunting your compatriots, and you will complete your sentence in another, more cruel form.
I'll keep an eye on you!
If you dare to run away, you will not even have the chance to serve a sentence."
Malchezaar's expression changed violently. Its fingers holding the Fel tower staff sometimes tightened and sometimes relaxed, but in the end it lowered its head and had no intention of fighting to the death with Illidan here.
On the one hand, this is the command of the Conqueror.
On the other hand, it is really unbeatable.
"Very good."
Illidan is very satisfied with the pragmatic attitude of Demon Lord, claiming that if he wants to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, he must have a correct attitude. There is no chance of achieving redemption in the six forces with a playful smile.
He said:
"Describe to me the Fel Heart and your plan."
"There's nothing to explain."
Malchezaar said in a short tone:
"The demons will be summoned back to Twisting Nether for resurrection when Material World dies, but this original resurrection takes some time, so Sargeras uses the power of Argus Star Soul after being captured by Fel to set the current Argus as the "second resurrection place" for the demons.
Due to the support of Star Soul's power, the demons of Material World can be reborn in Argus after being killed in battle, without having to return to the depths of Twisting Nether and go through the painful and long resurrection process.
Master Kil'jaeden calls this mode "Swift Rebirth". The "immortality" of the demons in Material World also comes from this Fel Heart.
Once it is destroyed, the demons can only return to Twisting Nether after death.
The time it takes for them to reorganize their offensive will be extended by at least ten times. It can be said that in the past 20,000 years, Burning Crusade has been able to proceed so smoothly, and a large part of the reason is due to the Fel Heart of Argus.
Destroying it is also very simple.
That is a ritual, and it is said that it was made with part of the star body remains of Argus Star Soul. You only need to chop the main body of the ritual to destroy it."
Speaking of this, Demon Lord grinned and said:
"Of course, if it were that simple, the Conqueror wouldn't send a demon hunter like you to do this.
The method of destroying Fel Heart is indeed so simple, but because that thing is directly connected to the fallen Star Soul created by Fel, any righteous person who wants to destroy it must withstand the mental attack from "Extinguisher" Argus.
Theoretically, that thing is part of the body of Extinguisher.
Let me tell you the truth, in the past long time, other demon slayers have learned the secret of Fel Heart, and many brave warriors who are not afraid of death want to destroy it to end Burning Crusade.
When you step into the hall, you can see the remains of those forerunners along the way. The person responsible for guarding Fel Heart is Greater Demon Kaz'adum.
That guy is the most brutal, crazy and ferocious Demon Lord you can imagine.
It regards those intruders as "fun", and after executing each intruder with its own hands, it will place their skulls on its body as decoration.
Kaz'adum did not make any contribution to Burning Crusade, but the Fel Heart it guards has been operating for more than 20,000 years.
So with all due respect, Star Hunter, it's a scary challenge for you too."
"Well, it sounds like I do need some 'help', come with me, we need to discuss the plan again."
Illidan frowned and said something, then raised his head and shouted to the shadow in front of him:
"Come out!"
No one responded.
This made Malchezaar a little helpless. Just as he was about to explain, he saw Illidan wave his hand, found a Holy Crest from his arms, tossed it in his hand, and threw it towards the cold rock ahead.
He said coldly:
"I'll only wait for you for thirty minutes! If you miss it, you'll miss it forever."
After he and Malchezaar disappeared, a more courageous girl Penitents walked out of the shadows regardless of the obstruction of others. She cautiously approached the rock and saw Holy Crest, who was half beaten into it by Illidan.
It was a Holy Crest that she had never seen before, but it was definitely a certain force belonging to Holy Light.
Penitents girl gritted her teeth, thinking of the Shaper's instructions to them, she stretched out her hand and placed it on the Holy Crest. In an instant, from Holy Light The burning of made the red-skinned Eredar, who had turned into a demon, scream in agony. She fell to her knees, desperately thinking that she would be burned to ashes by Holy Light today.
But, no.
The pain only lasted for a moment. When the girl noticed that the pain had subsided, when she raised her head, a big golden man in the light was already standing in front of them.
He was looking at them with a compassionate look, as if he had experienced something sad.
There was no conflict or disgust in his eyes, only the joy of reunion.
The girl's eyes hurt from the light, but she still tried hard to look at the light, just like looking at the approaching Dawn.
"Diakum Commodore?"
The red-skinned Penitents collapsed on the ground, calling out to the golden Holy Spirit in front of him with a voice filled with joy and fear.
She stared dumbfounded at this character who existed in the terrifying legends of demons. The most brutal demons she had ever seen would timidly lower their voices when they mentioned this name.
"So, you've met me, right?"
The dawn incarnation of Diakum asked softly, and the girl nodded vigorously and said:
"When you returned triumphantly from Krokuun, I was still scattering flower petals for you on the roadside. I could have escaped, but we failed to catch up with those spaceships in the end.
The Shaper sheltered us.
It only gives us one chance. Once our hands are stained with blood, we are no longer worthy of calling ourselves "Penitents".
We are the only ones left, Commodore, please tell me, we have been polluted by Fel and are no longer clean, can we return to our tribe?"
"Of course. I don't see an evil and ferocious devil in my eyes. I only see a soul longing to go home."
Diakum bent down and helped the red-skinned Man'ari up. He looked at the Penitentss who were walking out of the shadows one after another in front of him. His eyes could see their souls.
Although there are traces of evil energy erosion, these souls still shine with the light of the Eredar.
"Go and help him. Go and assist Illidan Stormrage in destroying that Fel Heart. Go and release the anger you have suppressed for more than 20,000 years and win the first battle for the Restoration Army's return to his hometown!"
Diakum applied the blessing of dawn to these Man'aris, and they were surprised to see that these warm Holy Lights not only did not burn them, but instead covered them with golden gauze.
Vigilant summoned:
"In the name of Vigilant and High Heaven Master, I will protect you and return to the society of Eredar. From then on, Fel will no longer be able to corrode your souls. Your brothers and sisters will come back soon and walk side by side with you!"
"They? Are they really coming back?"
An old Penitents Warlock came forward and asked in surprise:
"Compatriots who left their hometown more than 20,000 years ago, do they really want to come back to Argus to save the world with us? When can they come?
Please forgive my presumption, Diakum Commodore, but we
We have been waiting for too long. We kept telling ourselves and our children that we must persist until tomorrow.
We tell those children that every tomorrow is a new hope.
But waiting day after day has already made us exhausted, and the redemption and recovery we wanted seems to have become an impossible rumor.
Too many people choose to give up after being disappointed, and too many people become real demons in despair.
We can't hold on any longer.
It has been more than 20,000 years, my God, what a difficult and dark time this has been, and how bright the future must be to be worthy of our long and hard wait?"
"Tomorrow! At tomorrow's dawn."
Diakum spread out his hands and let Dawn's blessing be exerted in a grander manner on these Penitentss whose eyes have rekindled hope.
He declared:
"Just like the motto you tell your companions and children, the next tomorrow will be a blessing of hope. When the first light of the next Dawn's Light lights up in their hometown, the wanderers who have left Argus for 25,000 years will return home.
Tomorrow, this world will be in our hands again!
On tomorrow's battlefields, the world will join us in taking back the future.
But today, you still have one last fierce battle to fight. It is your last battle to bid farewell to the darkness, and it is also the final vent for the anger and torture you have suppressed for 20,000 years.
I have chosen for you the most ferocious Slayer in this sea of stars as your vanguard. I personally hold High Heaven and Battle Standard to cheer for you.
Go ahead.
Go to your own battlefield, use this victory to wash away the pain and loneliness on your body, straighten your waist with a brand-new attitude, and greet your people.
Holy Light is with you."
Diakum's finger points in the direction of Nathraxas Hold.
The woman Penitents who was the first to touch Dawn Holy Crest clenched her fists. She glanced at her companions walking out of the hiding place in the shadows. She took a deep breath, raised her fists, and was the first to walk out of the hiding valley.
The light gauze shaped by Dawn's Light enveloped her, illuminating the shadow of Fel in front of her.
They have been waiting in the abyss for twenty-five thousand years.
Now, it's time to go home.