Azuregos wanted to send a message back to Coldarra, and Tyrande wanted to report back to Suramar. Aaron had no clear purpose. After consulting Chromie, they also decided to go to Suramar.
Watching the Felbat group hovering in the sky gradually disperse because they lost their target, Aaron looked at Azuregos and said with a smile, "Okay, this way, you can go back and report the news with peace of mind. It's time for us to prepare to leave. I think those demons will rush out of the city soon."
Although history is different from what Aaron remembers, the purpose of the Burning Legion will not change, and their actions will not change much. These monsters from Twisting Nether will be Zin-Azshari is the center, marching in all directions, devouring and corroding the indigenous people of Azeroth, until they occupy the planet, and transform the sleeping World-Soul inside the planet into Fel Titans, in order to achieve the purpose of Sargeras to solve the threat to this universe from Void Lords.
In order to avoid such a bad fact from happening, Aaron and the others need to return to Suramar one step ahead of time to speed up the resistance of the rebels and counter the distortion of this time and space by Infinite Dragonflight.
Azuregos nodded, jumped down from the branches, and began to prepare to teleport back to Coldarra. Before leaving, he looked at Aaron: "I look forward to our meeting again next time. I hope you can satisfy my curiosity."
"No problem." Aaron nodded solemnly, and forcibly resisted the urge to tell Neltharion that Old Gods had been corroded by Old Gods. He hoped that Azuregos could survive the disaster of Blue Dragonflight as Aaron knew.
Seeing Azuregos's figure disappear along with the light of teleportation, Aaron sighed and said, "Okay, let's go, it's time to go to Suramar."
As soon as Aaron finished speaking, he saw a Felbat flying toward them staggeringly. He was shocked. Did the demons rush out so quickly? It was too fast.
"Something's wrong, Aaron, look." Vereesa noticed that there was a person sitting on Felbat's back, a person who looked like a demon, "Looks a bit like Illidan?"
"Illidan? Do you know Illidan?" Tyrande was a little confused. She didn't see at all how the guy who looked not in good condition and looked a bit like a devil looked like Illidan.
But Aaron understood the meaning of Vereesa. This means that guy looks like Demon Hunter. In other words, he is Night Elf who was infected by Fel and showed some demonic characteristics.? Night Elf gave up Arcane and joined Fel so quickly? And he also adapted to Fel's twist at a very fast speed and chased after him. Isn't this too desperate?
Just when Aaron was in shock, he saw the man with Fel flowing on his body and waved at them, shouting feebly, "I have found you, where are you going?"
"Are you...Prince Tortheldrin?" Aaron looked at the person in surprise. If you observe carefully, you can indeed see many similarities between the other person and Prince Tortheldrin: "But how did you become like this?"
Since discovering that the demon portal has been opened, Aaron has been busy escaping from Zin-Azshari, and even forgot about Prince Tortheldrin who went to meet Azshara. Now it seems that Prince Tortheldrin pretended to fall into the arms of Fel and took the opportunity to escape?
After Aaron expressed his speculation, Prince Tortheldrin shook his head and said tiredly, "I was caught by the Queen's guards as soon as I entered. They threw me to the unopened portal without giving me a chance to speak, and robbed me by force. The energy in my body powered the portal, but I didn't expect that the thing was about to open. As a result, I was thrown next to the portal, and was made like this by the energy overflowing from the door... If they hadn't been so excited and complacent that they forgot about my existence, I wouldn't have run out so easily."
After listening to Prince Tortheldrin's story about his tragic experience, Aaron spontaneously felt sympathy. No wonder Prince Tortheldrin had to integrate himself into Immol'thar's body ten thousand years later. It turned out that due to his own interference, he had already been affected by Fel at this time.
With this thought, Aaron re-examined Prince Tortheldrin and found that not only did the other party have some demonic characteristics, but also some gray-green patterns on his body. It seemed that he had become Azeroth's first Demon Hunter, but Prince Tortheldrin must not have wanted this honor.
"I didn't expect that Her Majesty the Queen would actually do such a thing," Prince Tortheldrin didn't mind Aaron and they went to the Queen's palace to save Zin-Azshari regardless of their own affairs. People are nothing more than wishful thinking, let alone a large number of demons later. Thinking of this, Prince Tortheldrin added, "When I came out, I saw those demons starting to leave the palace. I don't know where their target is."
"Their goal... is of course the whole world." Aaron briefly introduced Burning Legion's ambitions with a wry smile, "The purpose of the demons coming to this world is to conquer and destroy. This planet will become a hunting ground for demons. When they completely conquer this planet, this place will become the territory of demons. If we are lucky enough to survive and are not turned into demons, we will probably have to hide in caves."
The last thing Aaron said was that Eredar, the first part of Argus, persisted until the end and did not succumb to the Burning Legion. They struggled to survive in caves for tens of thousands of years, and it was not until Prophet Velen returned to their homeland with the expeditionary force that the tragic fate of these people ended.
If Azeroth also falls into that situation, the situation of the residents of this planet may be better. After all, few of the Azeroth natives can live to be ten thousand years old, and the torture they suffer can be less, Aaron thought of it as if he was enjoying the hardship.
"Are you turning into a demon..." Prince Tortheldrin raised his palm that had turned into dark blue and looked at it, sighed, and asked Aaron and the others, "Then where are you going to go next?"
"I am going to Suramar with this priest of Elune to see if we can resist the demon's attack."
"Well, then I have to return to my city. At this time, I should also shoulder my responsibilities." Prince Tortheldrin finished speaking and sighed, "I don't know if my people are still willing to accept me. I have become like this father..."
"You can definitely do it. You, your people, and your city will persevere until victory comes." Aaron hesitated for a moment, but decided to give Prince Tortheldrin some confidence.
"Really? In that case, I also wish your resistance will be successful." Prince Tortheldrin took a deep look at Aaron and began to use teleportation to return to Eldre'Thalas.
Aaron silently waved to Prince Tortheldrin, and before the other party disappeared completely, he shouted again, "By the way, if you feel that you are out of control, it is probably because of the influence of Fel on you. You can study how to weaken this influence yourself."
As soon as the words fell, Prince Tortheldrin completely disappeared.
One second of genius: m. lewenlewen