Panda’s Self-cultivation

When Drunk Wind contacted Malfurion, Illidan was not idle either. He actively participated in the completion of the summoning circle.

Because they are both demons, Mannoroth didn't have any doubts about Illidan. Instead, he was relieved to help someone. Although with the help of the Demon Soul, the construction of the teleportation circle was much faster, but the work pressure Still huge.

Taking this opportunity, Illidan not only gradually understood the operation mode and principle of the magic circle, but also got the reason to join the Sunstrider family in the beginning-in order to study how to summon Lord Sargeras faster.

Of course, due to the absence of Drunk Wind, the communication between the two parties is limited to knowing that the other party has not rebelled.

Finally, after Drunk Wind and Malfurion had communicated with Malfurion, when the wild gods left Mount Hyjal, Illidan finally formally discussed with Dath'remar the plan to escape from Jin Azshara.

"What? Flee now? This can't do it!" Dasrema looked a little reluctant. "Many of the families I contacted are not ready yet, and there are many precious things. Although I have been secretly transferring-but there are too many Many have not moved out yet..."

Looking at Dathremar, who looked like a wealth fan, Illidan frowned: "Don't think about wealth. This is war-time is the most precious wealth!"

"I'm not doing it for money!" Das' Remar sighed, "The Sunstrider has the largest library of the Upper Elf family. After this war, our civilization does not know how much loss it will receive, and the Well of Eternity does not know it will It won't be affected, I must leave enough knowledge seeds for the upper elves..."

Illidan just wanted to say that people have no knowledge and no use, but Zuifeng suddenly communicated his spirit, and he changed his words decisively.

"This is not a problem-your books will be well preserved, and I plan to leave a part of the well water, the purest kind. I promise that after the war, at least the Sunstriders can maintain their glory." Illidan said here. Wei Wei paused, "Of course, sacrifices are required."

Hearing Illidan's assurance, Das' Lemar thought for a while and nodded.

"Is my head enough? I think if I die in your hands, Azshara won't bother to trouble other people? You can just stay in Jin Azshara."

"For the sake of the sunstrider, there is nothing wrong with my personal life and death..."

Das' Remar's words surprised Illidan. He really didn't expect Das' Remar, who seemed to be scheming, would not hesitate to put himself in the position of victim at a critical moment, this kind of facing death for the family. His attitude made Illidan awe.

Just when he was about to nod his head, Drunk Wind started the soul communication again, and then Illidan said a more detailed plan.

"Dathremar, you are the one that the Sunstrider cannot sacrifice the least. Without your leadership, the Sunstrider may not go astray-so the victim must be replaced by another person."

In fact, Zuifeng and Illidan had recently discussed not to sacrifice, but to capture a prisoner-waiting to be released after the battle is over, but considering the methods of the demons, maybe death is more happier than being a prisoner...

But, who should be the victim?

Suddenly, the small side hall fell into silence.

At this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the shadow: "I'll come... The matriarch of the Sangunar family should be enough."

"No!" Das' Lemar objected directly, "You must not-I'm still alive, I don't allow you to have an accident!"

"This is what I should do." Wendbell said blankly, "As long as you take care of the Sangunar family, that's enough."

"Wendbeck! You are just fooling around!" Das Remar shot the case, "Do you know what you are? When I was eight years old, I vowed to protect you-even if I sacrifice my life! What can I do now? Allow you to stand up and sacrifice?"

"Dathremar, you said you wanted to marry me when you were seven... But for the sunstrider, didn't you choose someone else in the end..."

Although Wendberg's tone was very calm, even Illidan, who was unresponsive, could hear the pain.

"We are high-level elves, and we can sacrifice everything for our own family-as Wendberg, I don't want to leave you, even as a shadow in a corner. But as Sanguna Patriarch of Er, I need to fight for this opportunity for my people-a chance to leave Jin Azshara."

Speaking of this, Wendberg showed a sad smile: "Speaking of which, I still took advantage. If it weren't for you sunstriders, Sangunar would have no chance to leave Jin Azshara..."

Tears finally flowed down uncontrollably, Wendbell's voice became smaller and smaller, and Dath'Rema remained silent.

Is this the upper elf...

Illidan shook his head secretly. Although he had seen the size of the upper elves a few times here, he felt that what happened in front of him was the real manifestation of the spirit of the upper elves-they were not ruthless because of pride, but because of them. Remember the responsibilities you shoulder, nothing more.

When the two people were embracing and crying silently, Illidan finally spoke: "Actually, the sacrifice I am talking about is not death...Serious injuries are enough..."

"No need." Wendbell shook his head. "Perhaps death is also a relief for me-there is no need to risk being discovered for my life."

"Uh..." Seeing Wendbell so determined, Illidan even felt that he didn't know how to speak. He sorted out the language before saying: "In fact, my plan is like this~www.ltnovel.com~ to tear you apart. A small part of the soul serves as a proof. It’s fine if you leave directly, and you can get a corpse. I burn it with fel energy. It’s all the same. Of course, the aftereffects of tearing the soul are very uncomfortable.

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The next day, several upper elf family groups in Jin Azshara defected and left Jin Azshara using the teleportation circle prepared in advance.

And Illidan, who happened to discover this incident, was besieged by everyone and was stabbed by a poison-coated dagger. Although the owner of the dagger had died under Illidan's hands, and even part of his soul was used as a trophy, he had to Illidan, who was resting, still often got angry, and claimed that this was his biggest shame.

But Azshara didn't care about it until the news. In her opinion, with the Demon Soul, it was not difficult to summon Sargeras. The only thing that those who betrayed faced was destruction.

But she gradually began to distrust the upper elves, and the task of summoning was increasingly handed over to the demons... (To be continued.)

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