A mile from the city, the orcs slowed down at the orders of the chiefs.

There is an open space that was cleared recently. The orcs who arrived first looked at each other. This was where they gathered and where they planned to place their war machines. At the moment, there was nothing.

Even the orcs know that without war machines, it is absolutely impossible to capture a fortified city, especially the fortified city built by the draenei whose civilization level is far superior to them.

Even in a world where magic exists, hitting wood, stone and steel with flesh and blood is still stupid for most people.

In the previous Battle of the Temple of Karabor, they suffered in this area... If it weren't for the Dark Star...

Ordinary orcs have doubts and dissatisfaction in their hearts, but their great chief, Black Hand, seems to be confident at this moment.

Suddenly, and without warning, something gradually changed from nothingness to reality before their eyes.

The orcs hissed back, and then instinctively, they began to howl hostilely at the massive thing.

Then, a huge being fully materialized and stood before them.

This guy is three times as tall even as the tallest ogre.

From its cloven-hoofed hooves to the end of its wildly whipping tail, from its protruding horns to its sharp fingernails, the tall creature in front of him was all red.

It was a size the orcs had never seen before, but it looked to them like a draenei with crimson skin, they couldn't think of anything else.

Orcs do not recognize the creatures in front of them, but the draenei of Shattrath do.

The race of creatures in front of him is called Eredar, a member of the Burning Legion, but ten thousand years ago, he was their kin.

And his identity, his name, the draenei will not forget even in the womb.

"You have sworn allegiance to me. When you see me, you don't have to be afraid, just celebrate!"

The giant shouted to the orcs, its voice deep in the bone.

"I am Kil'jaeden, the great being who has been with you since the beginning."

"And at this moment, as you head towards the most glorious battle, I will be with you too!"

"Once, the evil draenei plotted against you, hiding an entire city from your eyes. But you destroyed that city, and others, and conquered their temples!"

"What remains now is this final battle, from which the draenei threat will end."

"The emeralds of the city of Temer who once hid from you, now hid their doom. Kehlamensamir, solelamaakahl!"

Chapter 1102 Kil'jaeden and the Shadow of the Leaf

Kil'jaeden, a member of the upper class of the eredar, known as the Demon Lord, his wisdom was as unquestionable as his strength.

In the Burning Legion, Kil'jaeden is equivalent to the right hand of the fallen Titan Sargeras. He is one of Sargeras' top generals, and his status is even more detached than that of his colleague, the polluter Archimonde.

For the Draenei, Kil'jaeden was the culprit who made them flee for thousands of years, and the one directly responsible for the tragedy of the Draenei today.

The grievances between Kil'jaeden and the Draenei and Velen began ten thousand years ago.

Twenty-five thousand years ago, the incredible eredar established their civilization on a planet called Argus.

The eredar are a race born with the ability to cast spells, but even among such a race Kil'jaeden excels.

Because of his intelligence, Kil'jaeden was called "a genius of a genius race" by the tribe.

In a race that respects magic, a person's intelligence directly determines his status.

Because of this, Kil'jaeden's status soared rapidly, becoming one of the three later leaders of the Eredar.

The other two are his current colleague, Archimonde, and his best friend, Velen.

Their friendship could have lasted with the eredar's long lifespan...until Sargeras, the fallen titan, who had left the "Pantheon", set his sights on this potential race.

And when the three leaders came into contact with Sargeras the Destroyer, the eredar's social system naturally began to disintegrate.

Sargeras made a deal with them: trade unlimited power and prestige for their loyalty.

Among the Big Three, Kil'jaeden and Archimonde readily accepted it, but Velen, the prophet, refused - he saw the essence of the Burning Legion in a vision of the future.

As the eredar prepared for this new power, Kil'jaeden realized that Velen would turn Sargeras as his enemy.And has escaped from Argus with the help of the naaru, the enemies of the Burning Legion.

Out of anger at this betrayal, Kil'jaeden used his newfound power and servants to hunt down these "exiles" draenei for thousands of years across the universe.

But Velen managed to keep the draenei out of the Burning Legion's sight with his wit that rivaled the deceitful cunning of the Deceiver.

Of course, this is only temporary.

And now, Kil'jaeden has come to the door.

The emerald in Kil'jaeden's mouth was originally a treasure belonging to the Draenei, and it was called the Atama Crystal.

The powerful Atama Crystal was once a gift from the Naaru to the ancient eredar, and has always been enshrined by the eredar as their most sacred treasure.It was through its help that the draenei were able to escape from Argus.

In the process, it split into seven pieces of red, orange, yellow, green, green, indigo and violet, and this is one of them.

Just like the treasures in every legend, the seven crystals have different but very cool names, they are: Heart of Rage, Bright Sun, Lucky Kiss, Eye of the Storm, Shadow of the Leaf, Shield of the Naaru, Song of the Soul.

As treasures, the seven crystals naturally have their own powerful abilities.

For example, the red crystal heart of anger can greatly improve the combat effectiveness and morale of the entire army;

The bright star of the yellow crystal can strengthen the casting focus of the caster;

The shadows of green crystal foliage can twist the paths of light and hide entire cities...

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