Lies Exposed

As Huang Long looked at the Doomguard Azzinoth before him, radiating endless demonic aura, he could not help swallowing.

Powerful—far too powerful. Who the hell had said Azzinoth was not powerful? Damn it, if this was not powerful, then what was?

Thinking of how he had tried to fool this powerful being earlier, cold sweat broke out across Huang Long's forehead. He regretted his recklessness.

Of all people to provoke, he had chosen this peerless killing star. Now he had really screwed up. If this Doomguard discovered that he had been deceiving him, Huang Long would not even believe it if Azzinoth did not skin him and tear his bones apart.

The more he thought about it, the more Huang Long regretted it. Watching Doomguard Azzinoth display his demonic might, the heart that had always believed in Demon Hunter Yudian began to waver. In Huang Long's mind, Demon Hunter Yudian had always been a symbol of power. Though he might not rival Sargeras, the God of All Gods, he was certainly no weaker than the Lich King Ner'zhul.

But no matter how much he believed in Yudian, seeing Doomguard Azzinoth before him inevitably raised doubts in Huang Long's heart. He truly did not know whether Demon Hunter Yudian, who was only level five now, could still stop this demon. Would the Demon Hunter slaughter this demon, or would this demon seize Yudian's body and descend upon this world once more?

If it was the latter, it would be a tremendous disaster for this world. A demon with such formidable strength was a harbinger of destruction in any world.

Besides, it would be one thing if someone like this was an ally. If he was an enemy, though, Huang Long would have a massive headache on his hands. He would become an enormous obstacle to Huang Long's great ambition of conquering the world.

I really need to find a way to deal with this fellow. Otherwise, he will definitely become a thorn in my side. Huang Long narrowed his eyes, constantly scheming in his heart, trying to plot Doomguard Azzinoth's complete downfall. If the final result could awaken Demon Hunter Yudian, that would be best. If not, then he could only apologize to Yudian. A threat like this absolutely could not be allowed to remain in the world.

All sorts of ideas flashed through Huang Long's mind. Every one of them aimed to drive Doomguard Azzinoth to his death, but Huang Long rejected them one by one. The main reason was that the strength of the top experts on his side was still far inferior to Azzinoth's current power. Once they fought, even if Doomguard Azzinoth could not defeat them, he would immediately seek an opportunity to flee if he realized things were going wrong.

Moreover, there would only be one chance. If Azzinoth escaped, his vigilance would increase countless times over, and it would not be so easy to set another trap for him. Therefore, Huang Long had to be cautious, cautious, and more cautious. He had to ensure a single lethal strike and leave no future trouble behind.

It seems I need to think this over carefully. But right now, the most important thing is rescuing Ina, Tyrande, and the others as quickly as possible. Otherwise, forget plotting against Doomguard Azzinoth—I probably will not even find it easy to save my own life before this fellow! Huang Long thought to himself. At the same time, he put on an extremely fawning expression, because he knew it was time to flatter him.

"My lord is truly invincible in battle. In this world, aside from Sargeras, the God of All Gods, only Demon Hunter Yudian could stand shoulder to shoulder with you. But Yudian is practically dead now, so I'm afraid few people in this world can be your match."

"Hey! How can you say that? As far as I know, several people are stronger than me. For example, Arthas and Grom Hellscream—they both possess strength roughly equal to mine." Upon hearing this, Doomguard Azzinoth looked somewhat displeased and put on another modest front. Yet the pride and delight in his eyes were so obvious that even though Huang Long repeatedly hypnotized himself not to notice them, he could still see them perfectly clearly.

"My lord, you must be joking. Other than Sargeras, the God of All Gods, the person I admire most in this world is you. If that were not the case, why would I have gathered all my friends to help restore your soul?" Seeing the look in Doomguard Azzinoth's eyes, Huang Long deliberately spoke this way in order to lower Azzinoth's guard.

Huang Long knew that if he kept flattering Azzinoth like this, even a fool would realize something was amiss, much less the famous Doomguard Azzinoth. Although he seemed very pleased now, he would eventually grow suspicious. Thus, Huang Long deliberately gave him the impression of, "I'm flattering you because I want you to remember my kindness." That would strengthen the relationship between them and also give Huang Long a perfectly reasonable excuse to flatter him.

"Haha, kid, so you really have been thinking about the benefits I can give you. Fine, since I'm in such a good mood, I'll grant you some demonic power!" Hearing Huang Long's "unintentional" selfish motive, Doomguard Azzinoth burst into laughter. Sure enough, he regarded Huang Long as a loyal subordinate and even intended to reward him by increasing his strength.

"Huh?" Huang Long was somewhat confused. Could someone's strength actually be forcibly increased by another person?

"Come, kid. I'll pour all my excess demonic energy into you!" Doomguard Azzinoth laughed. His slender palm instantly pressed against Huang Long's body. Without giving Huang Long any chance to refuse, he issued his command, and Huang Long had no ability to resist at all.

A burst of dark black light flashed from Doomguard Azzinoth's hand. Powerful dark aura surged forth, like a vast black ocean pouring without end into Huang Long's thin body, which carried only a faint aura.

"Urgh!" Huang Long let out a pained groan. In his heart, he finally understood that Doomguard Azzinoth had never fully trusted him from the beginning. He had even suspected him all along. Otherwise, he would not be using such a vicious method against him now.

Wrapped in the dark mist that covered his entire body, Huang Long felt as though the energy born of darkness was about to burst apart all his meridians and bones. Waves of energy—violent, corrosive dark power—instantly filled his body, while streams of filthy spiritual energy laden with negative emotions crammed into his mind, dredging up the most terrifying desires in his heart.

"Roar!" Huang Long could no longer endure such painful stimulation. In that brief span of time, he had cried out more than once. At the same time, he secretly regretted ever underestimating any creature. How could an ancient monster like Doomguard Azzinoth possibly be so easily plotted against? He had truly made one mistake that would haunt him forever!

"Kid, although a worm like you has not spoken a single word of truth from the start, and even deceived me, Lord Azzinoth is magnanimous. I'll give you a chance now. As long as you can withstand the power I'm transmitting, I'll spare your life and even rescue those so-called friends of yours!" Doomguard Azzinoth's handsome face, marked by sinister purple patterns, had somehow drawn close to Huang Long's ear. He spoke softly, like a child who had grown tired of a toy and was playing with his doll one last time.

Though the pain in his body and mind had penetrated deep into his bones, Doomguard Azzinoth's words still made Huang Long's soul tremble. This bastard had known all along that he was lying, yet he had never exposed him. Instead, he had followed Huang Long's plan step by step.

What terrifying cunning! Huang Long thought bitterly.

Huang Long had long known that nearly every figure in the Warcraft World was a top-tier genius, whether in strategy or martial strength. How could Doomguard Azzinoth, who had fought Demon Hunter Yudian countless times and was renowned throughout history, possibly be a mere brute so easily bewitched by his tricks?

"Master!" The female hunters behind Huang Long saw that something was wrong. Seeing their master controlled by the enemy, how could they hold back? They immediately charged toward Huang Long.

"Damn worms! Your master is still worth playing with, but what the hell are you?" Seeing several worms charge at him without regard for the disparity in strength, Doomguard Azzinoth immediately grew impatient. With a slight wave of his other hand, boundless demonic energy swept out and struck the female hunters' bodies in an instant.

The female hunters wrapped in demonic energy let out agonized howls. The demonic energy around them seemed to have found an outlet and crazily poured into their bodies. Black demonic markings slowly spread across their faces. This move of Doomguard Azzinoth's was forcibly assimilating them into demons.

"No!" Huang Long screamed in agony, his eyes nearly bursting with bloodshot veins as he watched this scene.

"Do you feel as though your intelligence has been deeply humiliated? Pitiful, lowly Night Elf." Doomguard Azzinoth looked at Huang Long's state and continued speaking with a smile, though the light in his eyes was chillingly cold.

"Why? Why are you doing this?" Huang Long lay weakly on the ground, groaning faintly as he stared at Azzinoth with a gaze as sharp as blades.

Hearing Huang Long's words, Doomguard Azzinoth suddenly became somewhat frenzied.

"I want you vile Night Elves to understand that before absolute power, all schemes and tricks are nothing but passing clouds. The owner of this body, Yudian, taught me that as well!"