But he was not so lucky with his next strike.
Xavius rushed towards Malfurion, and his artificial eye radiated black energy, hitting Malfurion's soul directly.
"Woo--" The dark power was so violent that Malfurion didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he had been hit by the combined attack of the two demon lords who were even more powerful than this one.
Malfurion was almost in a panic. He basically rushed forward in the direction he came from as long as there was no high-concentration elemental barrier.
He rushed through three thick walls in one breath and ran straight out of the Mage Tower.
The Eredar Twins were also very angry. They condensed their surging magic power into various magics as if it was free, and chased Malfurion and smashed him madly.
The power of shadow and fire was initially blocked by the barrier of the Mage Tower - perhaps later the violent magic power broke through the barrier of the Mage Tower, or perhaps Xavius realized that if he didn't turn off the barrier of the Mage Tower, it would only harm himself and the twins.
Anyway, the next moment, with deadly destructive power, the twins' combined attack easily shattered the triple walls, and even blew up a small passing portal, shooting straight towards Malfurion outside the mage tower.
Desperate!
Malfurion was truly desperate.
His despair even transcended the void and was directly reflected in the body placed in Black Rook Fortress.
Looking at Malfurion who was twitching and turning pale, and then tinged with a hint of darkness, how could Tyrande not know that Malfurion's soul was attacked by dark energy?
Tyrande, whose face was horrified, finally screamed: "No! Malfurion——"
In the void, Malfurion, who had run out of magic power and had nowhere to hide, knew that he was finished!
No matter how he dodged, he could not avoid these two magical attacks that were still under the control of the opponent's will.
In the next moment, he will be hit, and his soul will be shattered and completely disappear from this world.
"Farewell, Tyrande..." In the deepest despair, Malfurion closed his eyes, waiting for the final moment to come.
"boom--"
A huge amount of shadow and fire energy swept across the entire square outside the Mage Tower, even hitting quite a few demon soldiers who had just left the Mage. The nearly three-meter-tall demon guards swayed like leaves in a storm.
The aftermath of the frenzied magic shattered the wall of the Forbidden Palace in the distance, and two beams of shadow arrows knocked down the night elf wizard standing guard at the entrance. This caused another huge chaos.
There were screams and cries everywhere, and even some Moon Guards shouted "The traitors have entered the city!"
After Malfurion closed his eyes, his translucent soul's chest rose and fell, contracting and expanding, as if he was breathing irregularly. In fact, this was just his subconscious action. As a spirit, he did not need to breathe.
But the will that still remained told him that he was not completely destroyed in that horrific attack.
Opening his eyes, Malfurion suddenly found himself in a worse situation.
"No--" Malfurion was really desperate this time, because he suddenly found that his soul was firmly grasped by a huge Blackhand.
He was captured.
Just a few seconds later, the Eredar twins and Xavius arrived at the same time.
It stands to reason that it was a good thing that this ghostly saboteur was caught. Unfortunately, neither Xavius nor the twins were happy at all.
Because the one who caught the despicable intruder was the guy they least wanted to see at this moment - the mysterious and powerful Lord of the Underworld.
On Duke's palm, which had transformed into human form again, dark energy extended from his palm and turned into a huge Blackhand, firmly grasping Malfurion's soul.
Duke's dark face with clear outlines had a frosty expression, as if to say, "You did a good job!" If Duke had accused the three of them right away, perhaps they would have felt better, but Duke remained silent.
This silent pressure made them even more frightened.
The clear sky suddenly turned as dark as ink, and the will of the demon lord Sargeras descended again.
A translucent virtual image larger than the entire seven-story wizard tower appeared in front of all the demons and elves around. It was obvious that Sargeras was very angry, otherwise he would never project his image in such a way that consumed a huge amount of magic power.
"Kil'jaeden! Look at what your fools have done!"
After saying this, Sargeras disappeared on the spot.
Disappearing doesn't mean the matter is over.
On the contrary, this is just the beginning.
Because leader Sa set the tone for the matter with just one sentence.
Sure enough, as soon as Lord Sa's will left, Kil'jaeden arrived.
His angry voice shocked the Eredar Twins and Xavius to the point of vomiting blood. This was not an adjective, but a real vomiting of blood. The punishment from the soul made the Eredar Twins spit out a mouthful of psychedelic blood full of magic power, which was hard to describe in what color.
"Waste! All of you are waste! The Void Fleet has assembled! Archimonde is ready to descend, and all schedules are set tightly. Saloras! Auress! With the two of you watching, you actually let a lowly creature destroy the shield of the Well of Eternity? What use do I have for you two wastes!?"
Kil'jaeden is a very patient demon who can spend hundreds of years to solve a problem that cannot be solved violently.
On the other hand, he is also a perfectionist. He can tolerate accidents, but he absolutely cannot tolerate his subordinates making such a low-level mistake!
Even as he was roaring, the soul punishment had intensified further.
The Eredar twins, who were originally full of feminine charm, rolled on the ground in pain as he roared. Every inch of their skin seemed to have been cut by a knife, and it turned over on its own. On their smooth hands and feet, there were only bloody lumps of flesh.
There were no screams, because their voices were sealed. The sexy lips were opened to the extreme, leaving only silent cries.
Next to him, Xavius knelt on the ground, trembling.
This horrific torture lasted for 30 minutes. Whenever the twins' souls or bodies were about to collapse, several Eredar dark monks would be summoned to cast Dark Healing on the twins to heal the scars on their bodies, and then the next torture would begin.
"Hmph! Even if you endure the torment of your soul in agony for ten thousand years, it will not be able to atone for your sins." Kil'jaeden was still furious.
At this time, Duke, who knew that Malfurion would come to cause trouble in history, proposed to let the twins guard the spell shield in disguise, and tricked the twins into bleeding. He stood up calmly and said: "Respected Lord Kil'jaeden, in fact, it may not be behind the Legion's plan."