Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

On a high tower in the side hall of the palace, a male night elf with fel patterns emerging from his body and his eyes covered with a black cloth leaned on the stone pillar behind him with his arms folded, silently looking at the almost completely green man. The Well of Eternity was in a daze.

Following his gaze, a small golden disc was suspended above the Well of Eternity. The Highborne mages were cooperating to cast spells, urging the golden disc to release huge energy, accelerating the process of expanding the portal.

"I made a great contribution but failed to save the high-ranking priest of Yufeng, do you regret handing over the soul of the dragon to the devil?"

The sudden inquiry from behind did not surprise the man, he still "watched" the turbulent lake in the distance, motionless.

A well-dressed high-borne elf with long blond hair and a shawl suddenly appeared beside him. The man's figure was translucent, obviously not coming here as a body.

The blindfolded man seemed completely unaffected by the black cloth, turned his head and glanced at the direction of the phantom, and hummed softly, "Dath'Rema, if you're here to mock me, disappear as soon as possible, I don't have time to play with you Skin."

With a playful smile on his face, Dath'Remar stroked his chest politely and gave a noble salute, "Hehe~ That's really rude, Your Excellency Demon Hunter."

"Let's get down to business."

The phantom of Dath'Remar said seriously, "Illidan Stormrage, although I still don't trust you as a capricious person, there are people outside the city who are willing to place their bets on you."

Illidan's complexion flickered, and the complicated expression flashed away, "Malfurion or Tyrande?"

"No, you don't have to guess who it is, anyway, I will tell you his message now."

Dath'Remar said solemnly, "Waiting for the signal to start the war, the rebel army outside the city will send an elite assault team to sneak into Zin-Azshari."

"We need you to be responsible for the response and ensure that the assault team enters the palace smoothly."

The sneering smile on the corner of Dath'Rema's mouth flickered, "Now that you have made great achievements and received double awards from the Burning Legion and Queen Azshara, it is not difficult to do this, right?"

"Enough! Tell me the conclusion!"

Illidan had never been a good-tempered man, and Dath'Remar's repeated insinuations made him very annoyed.

"Hmph~ that's fine too."

Dath'Remar calmed down and said, "As long as you can let the elite squad enter the capital, then it will be my job."

"Now that we have determined our position in this great war, I hope we can all strengthen our beliefs. You don't want your beloved Whisperwind Priest to die at the hands of the Burning Legion, do you?"

After saying this, Dath'Remar's phantom turned into a stream of blue arcane spirits and dissipated with the wind.

Illidan suddenly clenched his fists with his hands on his chest, and he looked unwillingly at the main buildings of the palace behind him.

"Tyrande..."

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The period of time waiting for the reinforcements to gather was a torment for everyone. Watching the situation worsen day by day, even Jarod, the commander-in-chief, had to go into battle as a last resort.

"Aw!"

A strong black bear engraved with a large number of purple magic lines slapped the upper body of the demon guard in front of him, and then launched a wild charge, saving a night elf girl from a female demon with six hands.

While pushing the opponent away, the six weapons in the demon's hands did not forget to slash at the black bear.

"clang!"

The upside-down hard mane blocked all the attacks of the destroyer head-on, and the left claw wrapped in black energy pursued the victory, resisting the attack of the destroyer and smashing her head.

"Laetitia! Why are you so dazed on the battlefield? You asked to come to the front to join the battle. Don't tell me that I'm so frightened that my legs are weak!"

The rescued girl held an exquisite one-handed short staff tightly in both hands, and her body trembled unavoidably when facing the devil for the first time.

Hearing the **** bear Andrea's scolding, Leticia bit her lower lip stubbornly, and stood up again with the support of a simple and honest young pandaren beside her.

"I'm fine, it's just my feet slipping, I can continue to fight!"

Andrea is like a heavy tank, rampaging through the group of demons with its fur that is extremely resistant to attacks.

Every swipe of the bear claw will bring out dark purple light and shadow. The erosion of the spirit by the power of shadow and the powerful slap can cause serious damage to the enemy from both the soul and the body.

Seeing more and more demons gathered around him, Andrea took a deep breath and gathered the power of shadow into his throat.

"Roar!"

The sound waves brought about by the sonic explosion spread out from Andrea as the center. Except for Leticia's team who was specially taken care of, all the demons within a radius of tens of meters were affected by this sonic attack, each holding their heads. Kneeling on the ground in pain.

After being violently invaded into the brain by the power of shadow, even a strong demon cannot be immune to this kind of damage. After all, a demon with a chaotic nature is not worthy of praise in terms of mental defense.

"Well done, you're a quick learner."

A tittering female voice appeared in Andrea's head, but Leticia and the others behind him didn't hear it at all.

Normally, all the weapons and equipment on the druid would be transformed into it, but at this moment, there was a strangely shaped scimitar hanging from the outside of the **** bear's left hind leg.

After the surrounding demons couldn't bear the erosion from the soul and died one after another, their translucent souls were sucked in a lot by the machete.

"Hi~ I haven't eaten so full for a long time."

The most frightening thing about demons is that they will resurrect after death, but the premise of resurrection is that their soul can escape back to the Twisting Nether.

The demon preyed by Xalatath obviously lost the chance of resurrection, but due to the limit of its own ability, the souls it devoured only accounted for a very small part of the dead demons on the battlefield, and it didn't even attract the attention of the officers of the Burning Legion.

After clearing the field in a large area, Andrea took a step back to return to her original form, and breathed a sigh of relief under the adoring sight of the members of Leticia's team.

Reach out and tap on Leticia's head, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Andrea said with some complaints, "This is not an example. It is an act of courting death to lose your mind on the battlefield. If I find you slipping away again..."

"No! Absolutely not!"

"huh~"

Moving his eyes to look at the two new friends around Leticia, Andrea also warned them, "Ferrion and Qu, you both lack actual combat experience like Leticia, and you must improve your concentration on the battlefield. "

Ferrien was the first to stand at attention and shouted "Yes!"

The young pandaren scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Moon Shadow, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Strictly speaking, this pandaren was not a member of the mission. He just bumped into the portal while the elders who supervised him were not paying attention.

Qu Stormstout, a descendant of the Pandaren brewing clan—the Stormstout clan, he inherited Stormstout's restless nature, and made his elders worry about him since he was a child.

Under Andrea's care, a team of three rookies formed a formation to fight the Burning Legion, and their unfamiliar cooperation was gradually becoming a tacit understanding.

At this moment, a storm crow covered in green blood flew across the battlefield to Andrea, and after landing, it turned into a tall and strong shirtless night elf—Fandral Staghelmet.

"Andrea, it's time to switch defenses. The instructor said you did a great job."

"Pandaren and tauren reinforcements are imminent, and the final battle will soon begin."

"yes…"

Andrea retreated with the three juniors, and Shawn Moonpaw, who was in charge of taking his place, immediately transformed into a ferocious claw form and rushed into the battlefield.

Looking at the battlefield full of corpses, Andrea said with a heavy heart, "The final battle is finally about to begin."