Time seemed to be frozen.
At this moment, Tyrande could no longer be described as sexy, charming, seductive, or hot. On that holy face unique to a priestess, there was confusion and pain, and blushing was the biggest theme.
Tyrande gave up and let Duke do what he wanted, so everyone could see the two black claws that penetrated into the white mooncloth dress from the position of the palace door.
This beautiful face, which seemed to be in the state of decadence and depravity, was so alluring and captivating at this moment that one would even give up one's life.
Of course, this only applies to neutral males.
For Illidan, who was deeply infatuated with Tyrande, this was like a bolt from the blue.
Various scenes from childhood to adulthood, bits and pieces of life that happened unconsciously, and pictures that were warm and slightly ambiguous, all appeared before my eyes.
"fool!"
"My future partner must be a great hero."
"Hmph! I'm not going to pay attention to you!"
Fragments of Tyrande's voices from thousands of years ago came to his ears. Words from childhood, adolescence, and youth, each of which resounded through Illidan's ears. In a trance, he even had the illusion of being deafened.
The shocking scene before him made him dizzy and unable to open his eyes.
What upset him the most was that he saw his own image in this humanoid demon that was infused with dark power. He seemed to see that the one who was enjoying his beloved Tyrande was Illidan Stormrage, not the high-level Void Lord Duke who was introduced to him by the Eredar twins with an evil smile.
For a moment, he almost wanted to pull out the two Warglaives of Azzinoth on his back and kill the bastard who dared to defile the goddess in his heart on the spot.
He really wants to!
I really want to!
The rage that erupted from the depths of his soul like a volcano instantly filled his limbs and bones, and injected into every blood vessel and every cell.
He is about to explode!
The anger that swelled to the point of exploding in his chest instantly brought him to the brink of exploding!
On the other side, when Duke saw Illidan's expression change, he knew that something bad was going to happen.
Originally in history, it was Illidan who sacrificed himself and pretended to surrender to the enemy, which brought him that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! That scene definitely did not include Tyrande being kidnapped!
Perhaps he had made a lot of mental preparations before coming, or perhaps he was ready to sell himself in exchange for Tyrande, who theoretically should still be protected by the goddess Elune. According to the historical script, he, who was deeply appreciated by Sargeras, might really be able to do this.
Sadly, all hell broke loose.
Because of Duke's crossing and the arrival of the twins, the test for Illidan has become more than twice as difficult.
The system AI clearly marked that Kil'jaeden's will had quietly arrived. He attached a very faint wisp of his divine consciousness to Oreses's body and observed this side hall.
Not only was he observing Illidan, he was also observing Duke.
Kil'jaeden thought he was being very covert, but he couldn't escape the system AI's soul scan.
Duke knew that the biggest test was coming - as long as he passed this test, he would be able to fully control the portal, work in tandem with Illidan, and destroy the Burning Legion.
If you fail, everything will be over!
Suddenly I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart. Infernal Affairs is really not that fun!
Throughout the ages, many undercover police officers have lost themselves after completing their undercover missions. Years of life behind enemy lines have completely changed their lifestyles. Apart from waking up every morning and telling themselves in their hearts, "I am a soldier, not a thief!", there is no one who can help them.
In fact, most undercover agents end up in a miserable state after completing their missions and returning to their posts. Being undercover for many years, it is not a big deal to have developed a rogue character. Many of them are forced to become addicted to drugs, and even if they quit, they can no longer be police officers.
Who knows the bitterness of being an undercover agent? Who understands! ?
Duke raised his head ninety degrees toward the sky in his mind, and two lines of crocodile tears flowed down.
Damn it! Don't blame me, you idiot. Blame Nozdormu. He could have just thrown me into the Ashenvale of the afterlife. I would have fought every battle and tried my best to be the best idiot and survive the War of the Ancients. But he threw me into the Twisting Nether and almost killed me!
I'm all this for self-protection!
right!
It's the devil who's forcing me!
It's the goddess of fate who is teasing us!
What's wrong is that this shameless world doesn't give me a way to live——
At this moment, even Duke has given up!
After all, Tyrande was thin-skinned, and her first reaction was to escape from reality. She could not accept that she had just made up her mind to cooperate with Du Kang, and soon her despicable appearance was seen by her childhood sweetheart who loved her deeply.
It was a blasphemy to vague love, and it was the collapse of her entire world.
She screamed, "Don't look at me!"
He turned his head and tried to struggle to get up from Duke.
Duke... has made a decision!
"Humph! Are you worthy of looking at my woman?!"
It's so domineering! Isn't it!
Duke directly used his ultimate move!
A Mind Blast that was a thousand times stronger was instantly unleashed! This powerful mind attack, invisible and formless, with no visible trajectory, directly crossed the ten-meter void and hit Illidan.
"Wow!" Illidan, who was caught off guard and had never seen such a strange attack before, took it all in.
His agility was of no use to him, and his instincts, which he had cultivated for thousands of years, were of no use to him. His steel-like body was knocked back.
"Crackle!" He rolled on the ground a dozen times in a very embarrassed manner, and his dusty body finally stopped in the deep groove created by his collision.
Logically speaking, as an agile hero, he shouldn't be so useless.
But Mind Blast has never been a simple dark attribute attack!
Illidan saw himself in every moment of his life in a mental hallucination, from birth to death. If it weren't for the fact that the images in the picture were exactly the same as the distortion of his body at that time, he might have been able to maintain some spirit. He tried his best to keep his world, mainly the real world, from falling into chaos.
That's all!
He really wanted to stand up and howl to the sky to express his pain and depression.
But at this moment, he finally came to his senses and remembered his mission and task - yes! I came here to pretend to surrender, and then find a way to destroy the entire Burning Legion! Didn't I prepare myself mentally, to be patient, to endure everything?
Why did I lose my composure when I saw Tyrande?
I must endure for the sake of reclaiming Tyrande! For the future of my compatriots—
Illidan bit his lips until they bled, but he pretended to be beaten to the point of vomiting blood. He knelt on the spot and shouted, "I'm so sorry! Great Master Wu Jiandao! I shouldn't have peeped into your possessions! Please punish me the most severely!"