If Kael 'thas was still the half-baked commander who had lost contact with his home planet and was in an awkward position, and could not solve his subordinates' demon addiction, then Illidarey and the others could just abandon Kael 'thas.
Aside from good and evil, this was a typical example of people going to higher places.
But now, Kaizi had the aura of a king returning.
It was obvious that Kael 'thas had used some way to temporarily merge his mount, the phoenix named Ao, into his body, and obtained most of the power of this phoenix that had just entered adulthood.
Compared to the Dragon Slayer Gruul, this was also a demigod body, even if there was a time limit.
Under normal circumstances, Kael 'thas should not have played his trump card so early.
However, the Alliance's cards were stronger!
Vashj, recognized as the strongest among Illidan's subordinates. This wasn't a matter of selection, but a matter of fighting.
When Illidan was in control of the Outland, Vashj, Magtheridon, and Mother Shahraz all seemed to be in this position. Vashj defeated two other strong people before she proudly ascended to that position.
No one thought that Illidan's strongest force would betray him just like that. And it was the most thorough kind — he and his subordinates rebelled together.
When Illidarey and the others heard the news, they were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood.
Especially when they saw Vashj use their water pump to pour water into the Moon Shadow Valley and drown a part of the Black Temple, the four of them almost collapsed.
They did not know if it was lucky or not, but just when the four of them thought that the Black Temple could not hold on, Illidan rushed back.
This kind of twists and turns was too much for the eyes to take in.
On one side was the powerful Illidan.
On the other side was the even more mysterious Weave demigod Duke Marcus.
No one knew who the winner would be.
Almost as soon as Kael 'thas appeared, Illidan felt the four of them waver.
Illidan sneered, but did not say it out loud. In his eyes, the deciding factor was always the small group with the strongest power. As long as the final winner was him, then all problems would be solved.
He needed to use the Illidarey Council to do chores for him, and he also needed to make the four of them think that he still trusted him. Although the lack of absolute loyalty from the four of them made him a little uncomfortable, so what?
After being in the Burning Legion for so long, he no longer believed in the concept of loyalty. As long as he had the strength, even the most ferocious demon would obey his orders.
It was because of this that he allowed the council to continue to exist, which was filled with inner conflicts.
However, he was very interested in what would happen to these four fellows who were the chess pieces of both sides. Perhaps only the Goddess of Destiny herself knew …
After a short confrontation and awkward silence, Illidan grinned as if he was laughing. "Duke Marcus, you're quite famous … What, you want to beat me, Illidan Stormrage, with just this doll you brought?"
Being mocked by Illidan, Duque was not angry at all. He did not expect Mark Dooku, who had limited mana output, to defeat Illidan.
"Facing me is better than facing Tyrande or Malfurion, isn't it?" Duque's words deeply provoked Illidan. One could clearly see the muscles on this legendary figure's face slightly trembling.
Duque added, "Furthermore, you're underestimating the Alliance's strength."
Mark Dooku opened his arms.
Beside him, two giants as tall as towers immediately took a step forward — the Qiraj Twin Emperors, genuine demigods who could exert demigod-level combat power with the support of the Magic Net. They stood five steps away from Duke on the left and right.
Kael 'thas turned into a ball of flame and appeared on Duque's left in a flash.
Vashj smiled charmingly, swaying her snake tail in a beautiful rhythm, and stood on Duque's right side.
You could say that Duque was arrogant, but you could also say that Duque was showing off. I'm just a little brother, strong and numerous, with four demigod subordinates. Do you have that?
Although the Twin Emperors were more dependent on the Weave, Vashj and Kai Zi were strong people independent of the Weave.
Duque's face was full of anger, and even a little arrogant. "Call your master, Kil 'jaeden, over, or you'll lose."
Duque had such a confident expression on his face.
This was not a simple bluff.
This was a gamble based on the current situation, and the risk was not high.
If the Eredar Gemini's intelligence and history were correct, Kil 'jaeden was no longer in the Twisting Nether and sneaking into Azeroth. Otherwise, Illidan would not have had the chance to sneak into Argus to cause trouble.
On the surface, Kil 'jaeden, who was Illidan's boss, could not appear, so the upper limit of the combat power of the next battle would only be limited to demigod level.
In other words, if Duque did not come in person, Kil 'jaeden would not appear.
Illidan had just finished causing trouble, and he was also feeling guilty. Of course, he would not put down his pride and send a distress signal to the Twisting Nether.
At this moment, Illidan still did not know that he had already been taken advantage of by Duque.
Glancing around, Illidan frowned. "For a grand battle, this place is too small. Come to my training field. "
After saying that, he did not care about how Duque would respond. He flapped the demonic wings behind him, and his huge body flew up like an arrow.
Boom! Boom! Boom! He completely ignored the thick roof of the temple, and with his demigod body, he brutally broke through layer after layer, rushing straight to the platform at the highest level of the Black Temple.
The Twin Emperors were the first to follow, and on their backs, two pairs of cicada-like wings grew just like that. They also followed with incomparable violence, breaking through the roof walls and going up.
The Draenei Garrison Officer Mal 'rade's eyes were twitching, but in the end, he did not say anything.
The Draenei could not beat the enemy and lost their lair. If the enemy helped them get it back, they could not guarantee that they would come back intact.
"Hehehehe, I'll go first." Vashj greeted Duque, tilted her head slightly, and licked her flame-like red lips with her nimble little tongue. This was a secret signal that only she and Duque understood.
Duque waved his hand in annoyance, sending her away first.
Vashj chuckled and summoned a thick water column. It followed the big hole that the Demon King Vek 'lor had broken through, and under the impact of the water column, it flew up.
There was only Kael 'thas left on the scene.
The Blood Elf Prince was a little hesitant.
Instead, it was Duque who spoke first. He crossed his arms over his chest and said with a slightly contemptuous tone, "The four of you can forget about it. There is no point in continuing to fight. Illidan will not believe in your loyalty even if you fight. If you stop and reduce our troubles, at least after we win, I will spare you once for Kael 'thas' sake. Remember, your fate is only decided by the victor. "
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