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Chapter 403 The Story of Azeroth, Up and Down

"My lord, something is wrong, Illidan is really here!"

An undead messenger trotted over.

The orderly said happily when he saw Saurfang polishing his axe.

"Yes, king, kill him, this Illidan is too fucking arrogant!"

Saurfang glanced at the other party, but did not speak.

But at this moment, another undead rushed over, plopped, knelt down, and said hurriedly without raising his head.

"My lord, His Royal Highness the Lich King agrees to let him in"

Hearing this, Saurfang rose to his feet.

Picking up the giant ax in his hand, he gently stroked the ax blade with his thumb, and finally spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure"

From the outside, the Icecrown Fortress hidden among the mountains looks like a huge beast with teeth and claws, but its interior is also towering, cold, and dark.

The walls made of dark Saronite are extremely hard and have excellent resistance to magic, making this dark fortress even more difficult to destroy.

On both sides of the spacious passage, the braziers swayed, and at the end of the deep, there was a faint howling.

The top of the head was surrounded by ghosts, and there were piles of white bones under his feet. Illidan sneered, didn't care, and continued to move forward.

The further you go inside, the denser and more powerful the Lich King's subordinates become.

Standing on both sides were huge abominations, with Val'kyr flying above his head. Even though they were staring at him naked, Illidan, who was carrying two knives, still left without hesitation.

After walking a few meters away, after turning a corner, he stopped.

Although he lost his eyes, the demon's vision allowed him to see more clearly.

For example, in the shadows ahead, there is a malicious figure waiting for him.

That disgusting smell.

Illidan sniffed his nose, then moved his wrist a few more times.

Orcs? !
"Come on, Illidan!"

Saurfang's broad figure slowly appeared in front of Illidan.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

After saying that, Saurfang swung his ax and rushed over.

"Okay, I'll kill you watchdog first!"

Without flinching, Illidan took off the two knives from his back, and with a force on his legs, he rushed over like sharp swords.

Bang!
Sparks fly!

The deafening sound of beating resounded in the spacious aisle.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, and they didn't try to test it. It was a killer move as soon as they came up.

You hit the ax, I hit the knife, mercilessly, kill with one move!

Although Illidan was slightly inferior to the opponent in terms of strength, he had the upper hand in terms of skill and agility.

Seeing the twin blades of Azzinoth flashing green light, Illidan teleported to Saurfang.

bang~
This head-on blow was hastily blocked by the opponent.

But Illidan jumped lightly, made a roundabout, and kicked the opponent in the abdomen. Before the opponent could react, he kicked again.

With a bang, a series of kicks sent the orc in front flying.

With a thud, the opponent flew three meters away and then hit the wall again.

"Okay, strong enough!"

As if unharmed, Saurfang rose to his feet. He towered up, roared, and then jumped high.

"Shockwave!"

"Crack the ground!"

"Whirlwind!"

Wielding the ax in his hand, Saurfang rushed towards Illidan frantically.

Boom~
Boom~
Saurfang was like a tank, rampaging, and everywhere he went was a mess.

The ground was cracked and the walls were shattered, but Illidan didn't care about being hunted down.

He jumped up lightly, fell down, and jumped up again, like a dexterous deer crossing back and forth between the cliffs, dissolving all those killer moves.

"Fool!"

Even, Illidan took the time to mock.

But in the next second, the wall above his head suddenly collapsed, and Illidan reacted instantly.

With a pop, he spread his wings.

But as soon as he flew out, Saurfang appeared in front of him before he stopped.

"what!"

Saurfang jumped high, swung his axe, and slashed straight down. This powerful and heavy blow hit Illidan like a mountain pressing down on him.

boom!
Before he had time to think about it, Illidan raised his two knives to block, and was directly hit into the floor by this blow.

Saurfang, who was in the upper hand, suppressed firmly, but Illidan tried his best to block, and the two stood in a stalemate, neither giving way.

Huge oppression came from the opposite side, and Illidan, holding two knives, was struggling to support.

In the demon's vision, Illidan clearly felt Saurfang's unrelenting aura. Finally, he no longer kept it, but mobilized all his magic power and roared.

In the next second, complex and mysterious patterns appeared one after another on Illidan's arms, and then lit up one after another, and his skin also changed from brown to green.

Illidan's famous stunt, demonization!

Boom~
The multiplied Illidan directly knocked Saurfang, who was suppressing him just now, into the air.

This is not over yet, Illidan teleported, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the figure that was flying upside down, and he kicked hard.

Boom~
Like a cannonball, Saurfang, who had no power to fight back, was directly shot into the wall.

--enough!
A familiar and oppressive voice sounded in his mind, which made Saurfang, who still refused to admit defeat and wanted to rush forward, stand still in place. In the next second, he put away his weapon and half-kneeled on the ground.

"His Highness the Lich King..."

——Back off.

"Yes"

Saurfang staggered away, dragging the axe.

"Come on, Illidan, I'm the one you're looking for"

A deep and cold voice sounded in Illidan's ear.

Hmph, posturing!

Hiding all the demon runes on his body, and putting away his two knives, Illidan walked deep into the Icecrown Citadel.

Finally, on the Frozen Throne, Illidan saw the cold figure with his back turned to him.

"Alsace!"

Illidan yelled.

There is no fear in his heart, but full of fighting spirit.

Pulling out his two knives, he rushed over without hesitation.

after one day.

Illidan's twin blades hang from the spire of Icecrown Citadel.

— Illidan lost.

For a moment, an unknown number of undead were screaming up to the sky.

The forces of natural disasters swarmed out from the Icecrown Glacier and attacked every corner of Northrend like a tide, instantly taking this extremely cold place into their pocket.

However, the Horde and Alliance coalition forces that received the information could only hastily set up defenses in Warsong Fortress and Howling Fjord.

Facing the oncoming army of undead, the coalition forces are about to fight to the death, vowing to hold their positions.

Unexpectedly, the Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdor, which had already wiped out Alsace's undead subordinates after a lot of hard work, suddenly reported a large number of undead corps appearing.

The backyard is on fire!

(End of this chapter)