Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 Zuifeng's expectation is not bad at all.

　　 Deathwing's depravity remains the same as before, and Azshara freed up is the Black Crow Fortress.

　　 Soon, the devil surrounded the Black Crow Fortress.

　　 The communication between Ravencrest and Dathremar was interrupted, and the earthen could only move into the fortress. All the moon guards were forced to take up their weapons and stood on the wall for defense day and night.

　　 Fortunately, when the Black Crow Fortress was built, it was used as a military fortress. The walls were densely covered with protective arrays, and the barriers were also very complete, so for a while, the demons had no good way to attack.

　　 Azshara also knew this, so the devil did not attack immediately.

　　 "Damn it!" In the meeting hall, Wen Kesi slapped the table fiercely, "The devil is coming so soon! Our current power can't counterattack at all!"

　　 Everyone was silent.

　　 No way, this time if Jin Azshara hadn't been wary of the wild gods of Mount Hyjal, Azshara and Archimonde did not take action, otherwise the Black Raven Fortress might not be able to defend it! It's just powerless to counterattack now, it's pretty good.

"Ilidan, you said that your brother is summoning the gods of the wilderness. Queen Azshara is very afraid of those who exist on Mount Hyjal. What is the result now?" Ravencrest looked at Illidan, " If they are ready, we might try to fight back."

"Uh..." Illidan thought about Drunk Wind and said to himself, "My brother's wild gods should have been summoned, maybe because of this, Azshara didn't take his own hands. I think we can pay close attention to the devil. Trend, once they have a tendency to retreat, we will go out to counterattack."

　　 "It can only be so." Ravencrest sighed, "Who else can delay a little bit? According to Dathremar, time is on our side."

　　 "..." No one spoke.

　　 "Hey..." Ravencrest shook his head, "The meeting is over, everyone return to their posts and watch out for the devil's raid."

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　　 The demon's raid did not survive, but the assassin caught a few.

　　 Many saboteurs were sent in to assassinate Ravencrest, but at this time Illidan showed extraordinary intuition, and he took all these poor saboteurs one by one.

　　 Then the interrogation task of these destroyers was handed over to Illidan.

　　 Looking at the "you know" expression on Ravencrest and Maiev's disgusting look, Illidan wanted to cry without tears.

　　 What do I understand?

　　 Tell me clearly!

　　 The poor saboteurs looked like frightened quails in front of the angry Illidan.

　　 But when Illidan began to execute the sentence, the group of saboteurs became relaxed and unscrupulous.

　　 "Hehehe, boy, your whip skills are not very good..."

　　 "Are you here to interrogate us, or to have fun?"

　　 "Come on, untie me, I will let you enjoy it before this World Cup is destroyed."

　　 Illidan already knew that killing the demon would return to the Twisting Void, and he had no way to deal with these hob meat and trembling.

　　Think about it, a group of guys who are not afraid of death or pain, what can you do to them?

　　 "Drunk wind, don't patronize with a smirk, can you do anything!" Illidan left the interrogation room already a little frustrated, "This group of nasty guys is simply impossible to start!"

　　 "Then you just leave them alone, just tell Ravencrest that you can't get the result soon."

　　 "How can this be!" Illidan shook his head quickly, "I must prove that I am interrogating seriously and not having fun or something."

　　 "Or else, how about you torture them after extracting their fel energy?" Drunk Wind began to seduce Illidan, "have you noticed, when they are flogged, the joy comes entirely from their tattoos and fel energy."

　　 Hearing what Drunk Wind said, Illidan frowned and began to think about the feasibility of it. Indeed, when these destroyers were whiped, the tattoos on their bodies would suddenly light up. Fel Energy

Energy fluctuations will also become intense.

　　 "Okay!" Illidan gritted his teeth, "Then I will try it!"

　　 After returning to the interrogation room, amidst the jokes of the saboteurs, Illidan chose one of the most arrogant guys and began to absorb the fel energy from her.

　　 The unscrupulous destroyer suddenly became extremely low-pitched.

　　 "My lord, please don't be like this..."

　　 "Please, don't absorb my energy!"

　　 "What do you want to know? I know everything I can say, I can say everything..."

　　 "Stop, stop!"

　　 Under Illidan's absorption, this destroyer disappeared.

　　The other destroyers couldn't help but shudder. This is not a rebirth from the twisting void. Once all the energy of the devil is gone, it is really dead.

　　 "You should know now, I don't think you can't tell, who is your commander?"

　　 "Our commander is Lord Varoson."

　　 "How many demons did you bring? What demons are they?"

　　 "A large number of hellfire and demon guards, infinite imps that can be summoned at any time, and a small number of succubus and hellhounds."

　　 "I want a specific quantity!"

　　 "Sorry ~www.ltnovel.com~sir, we really don't know, there are too many, I think even Mr. Varosen doesn't know..."

　　 "Then talk about your plan, how do you want to attack Black Crow Fortress."

　　 "The specific plan is not clear, but Lord Varothen said that he must solve a Ravenclaws first, and then attack..."

Illidan nodded. It seems that Varoson is not useless as Azshara's guard captain. Indeed, if the Black Raven Fortress loses Ravencrest, the entire defense plan may collapse directly, and the attack will be effortless. Up.

　　 "It's a pity, with me guarding Ravencrest, the devil has no chance!"

　　 Just as Illidan was thinking to himself, the emergency assembly bell rang outside.

　　 "Assemble! The devil has attacked!"

　　 Hearing the order to gather, Illidan hurriedly picked up the staff and hurried to the wall. Although he was very surprised why Varoson would command such an unsuccessful attack, this did not prevent him from killing the Quartet.

　　 There was no pre-war mobilization and morale boosting, no accusations or scolding each other, the attacking demon remained silent, and the defensive night elves did not say a word.

　　 In the dark night, the walls of the Black Crow Fortress appeared flickering and dimming in the faint green flames of hellfire. The light of the moon guards casting magic occasionally flashed across, and then returned to darkness on the battlefield.

　　 This is a silent battle in the dark. To be continued.