Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 842, Section 10: Tyrande the Rambler and Her Two Incompetent Men's Stargazing Journey
Illidan had no idea how terrifying chaos his disappearance would cause in the Twisting Nether.

But he could certainly guess, and might even be pleased to see such chaos.

Although the resulting destructive power will cause Sargeras to "be born" at a faster pace, as one of the holders of the "Destruction Triad," Illidan will also receive a "gift" from any enhancement of the concept of destruction.

Although the Star Hunter has not yet fully understood the concept of the power he possesses, nor has he completely clarified the path he should embark on, he still needs some time to "settle down." However, Eggman has chosen to accept all the power that the concept of destruction has brought him.

On the one hand, he needs these powers to forge his divine vessel so that it can bear the ascension of a lesser god.

On the other hand, there is a very simple reason: he needs these forces to protect himself.

The ambush came without warning. In order to buy his followers a chance to break through and escape, Illidan chose to leave alone when several fel-evolving hunting ships were about to be destroyed. This did draw away most of the forces that were surrounding him, but it also trapped him in a desperate situation.

Illidan was hiding inside the wreckage of a broken fel-powered planet.

This place once belonged to a powerful demon royal court, but a fierce internal conflict occurred not long ago. A demon fleet that had been reduced to a fel gang completed its "resupply" here, with the destroyed demon royal court replenishing its combat personnel and various supplies.

Those roving gangs that did not choose to submit to a certain concept of destruction have long since gone, but the fel-powered planet they left behind, now completely shattered, has provided Illidan, the unfortunate fellow, with a perfect temporary refuge.

Hidden among the desolate fragments of the star, he seized the time to absorb fel energy to repair his tattered body, allowing his tense nerves to rest for a moment before mobilizing the destructive fire of fel energy to temporarily reforge his broken weapons.

The Starhunter had placed a weapon order with the Master of Soldiers long ago, requesting an artifact capable of killing Sargeras. However, the Master of Soldiers was a responsible craftsman. After realizing that Sargeras's power had undergone a fundamental change, he postponed the delivery of the weapon.

He indicated that he would first devise a strategy that could harm the God of Destruction.

The Sargeras of this concept has clearly broken through previous constraints and can no longer design weapons using the idea of ​​forging "glass swords".

Illidan had no complaints about this. He knew that this hunt was a long and arduous project, and he was unlikely to even see Sargeras fall completely. Therefore, he had enough patience to wait for the forging of his own "Godslayer Blade".

Even so, the internal struggles stemming from the Destruction Triad continue to occur at all times.

Such as right now.

Although Sargeras was still shaping the black sun that shrouded the Twisting Nether, the "Hands of Destruction," born from the will of the God of Destruction, had already begun to quietly emerge throughout the Twisting Nether.

Those demons born directly from Sargeras's destructive black flames, or should be called "new demons" or "improved demons," are more powerful, cunning, and intelligent than the demons of the past.

Just as Argus created the Eredar, Sargeras also used his creative powers to shape the destroyers in his mind, using the demons of the past as a blueprint.

Their birth was a miracle, but even a miracle needs a high-stakes war to prove their place in the Twisted Nether food chain.

Therefore, the most powerful Black Flame Demons were organized into an army and thrown into this extermination and hunt.

Over the past few days, Illidan has slain many Blackflame Demons, but he himself has been driven into a rare and desperate situation by these damned "Bulltapes".

However, they failed to kill Illidan in their numerous battles, allowing Illidan to gather enough intelligence to develop a specific fighting style for these black flame demons. He has become increasingly adept at "reverse ambushes" in recent times.

More importantly, as the holder of the concept of "self-destruction," Illidan has now discovered the wonder of his heritage.

The closer he gets to "death," the most direct symbol of "self-destruction," the closer his connection with fel energy becomes. Several times when he was on the verge of death, he relied on this almost limitless "burst" to achieve an almost impossible counterattack. Moreover, each time he was close to death, Illidan's understanding of the three phases of destruction became deeper.

The fel energy surging around him had formed a near-tangible bell, signifying that Illidan was truly only one step away from the realm of lesser gods.

This rate of progress is so terrifying that even the Star Hunters themselves are afraid.

He knew that his current abilities were not yet sufficient to perfectly wield the power of a lesser god. Most importantly, on this path of power, another "demon hunter," the Lightbringer still talked about by the demons of the Twisting Nether, had already provided Illidan with a perfect example through his own actions.

Eggman must ensure that his "foundation" is solid enough before he can attempt to step into the realm of lesser gods and truly embrace his own path.

Although he is not a perfectionist, nor does he suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder, his "eternal nemesis" is Sargeras! In the future, when facing the god of destruction, any instability in his foundation will bring him catastrophic defeat and destruction.

Illidan will not allow any mistakes to occur within his control!
Therefore, the most important thing right now is not just to escape from the encirclement of the Black Flame Demons, but to ensure that he does not fall into a near-death state and be swallowed up by the power concept of self-destruction, thus forcing himself to advance ahead of schedule.

He knew that his foundation was far from perfect.

Moreover, the concept of self-destruction is one of the three phases of destruction, and Illidan's gains from each near-death experience could not be merely simple benefits.

The brutality, madness, and chaos that come with fel energy have been eroding his mind. The Force has its own justice, and perhaps in the eyes of the fel will, Illidan is now too "calm."

He doesn't like it!

Therefore, He longed to personally mold Illidan into the "perfect form" in His eyes.

This is something Egg Bro cannot accept under any circumstances. He cannot lose himself, otherwise he will only be able to remain a "user of power" instead of reaching the level of a "master of power" or even "power itself".

In short, the Star Hunters' current predicament lies not only externally, but also internally.

But he was still patient. He knew that the longer he stayed here, the stronger the "support" from the outside would be, and perhaps the day when he could completely get out of trouble was not far away.

"buzz"

Illidan, who was hiding in the wreckage of the star, suddenly opened his eyes.

The fel energy tide surrounding him suddenly subsided, and the faint howls of the Daoist paths quietly dissipated. As he stood up, two dark green Blades of Destruction Flame appeared gracefully in Eggman's hands.

He crouched down, silently disappearing into the cold shadows, entering an ambush like the most ruthless hunter.

The power to burn the mind is approaching, and the surrounding temperature is rising rapidly.

Those "New Devil Bully" have arrived.

It was as annoying as a leech, but Illidan had already learned how this new demon was constructed through many encounters of killing and being killed.

Born from Sargeras's Suncrown, they are the direct embodiment of Sargeras's scorching will to destroy, and thus enjoy the most direct connection between the god of destruction and the will of fel energy. This means that these black flame demons can find everything hidden in the Twisting Nether by directly sensing the will to destroy.

It's equivalent to them all having "monitoring privileges," allowing them to request the Fel Will to help them locate enemies once a day.

This is what makes these guys so troublesome; once they've got their eye on you, there's no way you can escape their pursuit unless you completely destroy them.

In addition, the Black Flame Demon's appearance and combat power are also extremely exaggerated.

Illidan moved swiftly through the shadows, quickly reaching his pre-arranged ambush point. Moments later, as a dozen burning "meteorites" crashed into the stellar ruins, one after another, Black Flame Demons strode out from the illusions of those meteorites, under the indifferent gaze of the Starhunter.

These creatures, standing 6-7 meters tall, are not considered large beings; they can only be categorized as "half-giants," and are insignificant compared to the Burning Legion's colossal demons.

However, this physique endows the Black Flame Demon with both strength and keen combat talent.

Their dark red lava skin is constantly wreathed in vibrant Sargeras flames, granting them immunity to all fire and toxins. Though their bodies possess flesh and blood, their resistance to physical attacks is insanely high. Moreover, the destructive flames dance on their hideous, monstrous horns, forming unique crowns—a natural talent imbued with auras of psychological intimidation and fear. They wield decapitation swords made entirely of flames in their claws, and flaming whips hang at their waists for mid- to long-range combat. But don't be fooled by these weapons!
Illidan was tricked when he first encountered them.

Sargeras generously granted these creatures the talent of "ignoring spatial movement," making teleportation a passive ability of the Blackflame Demons. Distance is meaningless to these creatures; they can teleport right in front of you the instant they locate you and swing their flaming decapitator to give you a big surprise.

Moreover, these "Bull Tapps" are born directly from the will to destroy, resulting in an exaggeratedly high biological status!

Therefore, they are born with "demonic summons". Each Blackflame Demon is a "mobile anchor" in the Twisted Nether. If they wish, they can summon a large number of servant demons to form a temporary fel warband without holding a ritual.

Illidan has tested it very clearly: each Blackflame Demon can summon up to five hundred mid-to-lower-rank demons under its extreme condition. This means that once a Blackflame Demon sneaks into the material world without warning, it can instantly destroy and slaughter at least one city.

They are born with teleportation abilities, which means they can "kill and run," making it very difficult for spellcasters in the material world to catch these brutal and cunning creatures in time.

Sargeras may have drawn inspiration from the story of Argus creating the Eredar, imbuing these black flame demons with his own past "form," making them all look like "shrunken versions" of Sargeras.

Its appearance alone is terrifying enough.

Even more deadly is that these demons, born from the destructive black flames, are naturally skilled in Sargeras's most prized "Starshatter" sword technique.

But don't expect these demigods to unleash devastating attacks. They merely possess swordsmanship with exaggerated destructive power. However, combined with their passive teleportation abilities, these guys are enough to make them among the most troublesome in Eggman's thousands of years of demon hunting experience.

These are not ordinary demons or demigods.

Illidan gripped his battle blade tightly in the shadows, entering an offensive stance. He was certain that these black flame demons would become the core of Sargeras's new force. The God of Destruction would rebuild the Burning Legion with these "fire demons" as its core. These demonic children, born from His will to destroy, were far more trustworthy than the Eredar.

"The fact that the arrogant Sargeras was forced to personally create things shows that the previous defeat had indeed left a considerable psychological scar on the God of Destruction."

As Illidan burst forth from the shadows, he thought to himself:

“Excellent! This is the proper attitude of us demon hunters. Let us take the ‘Butcher of the Holy Light’ as our example. In the next battle against Sargeras, I will personally unleash that god-slaying sword that will make the Twisting Nether tremble!”

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"Hurry! Hurry!"

Malfurion Stormrage's roar echoed through the cabins of this Illidari hunter-gatherer.

The fully armed Archdruid wielded a staff of the moon goddess and was clad in wooden armor that shone with the blessing of Elune, exuding an aura of "killing anyone who stands in his way."

He was nothing like the peaceful High Druid leader he used to be; Malfurion's eyes were bloodshot and his heart was pounding wildly.

He shouted:

“My brother is right ahead! I can feel it, oh my god, he's confused, I can feel his pain. He's going to lose his way! Hurry! We have to get him back before he completely loses his way.”

"Please calm down, Lord Malfurion."

Ottoris, who personally led the rescue of the leader's victims, was also anxious, but he remained calm, saying:

"Traveling in this unknown realm of fel energy is extremely risky. We must ensure our own safety in order to have any chance of rescuing Lord Star Hunter."

In fact, if you and Ms. Tyrande hadn't suddenly appeared, we would have continued with our previous strategy.
This is too risky.

This place is very close to the territory of those mad demons who worship Sargeras. If we get trapped here, we'll die too.

"You jinx! Autocris!"

Before the general could finish speaking, a demon hunter dressed in red robes and armor shouted:
"Enemy ahead! Seven fel-elemental hunter ships are accelerating toward us, ready to engage! The fact that such a fleet has appeared in this place is enough to prove that Lord Malfurion's 'bloodline intuition' is very accurate."

Lord Illidan is likely nearby.

"Keep moving! Don't slow down, I'll handle those fel-elemental fleets!"

Lady Tyrande's voice rang out from the cabin behind them. In the demon hunters' perception, the eruption of the Moon Goddess's Wrath instantly dispelled all the fel energy flowing in the cabin. Under the cover of the cold moon, the Nightsworn blinked and leaped out of the starship, calling for the stars to fall as an exaggerated light effect for his entrance.

She charged alone into the demon fleet before her, and moments later successfully destroyed the fastest fel warship, forcing the other warships to begin tactical maneuvers.

The destructive power of the Moon God of War at full power is enough to make even the most daring demons tremble. The unlimited stacking of the Moon God's Wrath is enough to turn each Moon God of War into a walking "life nuclear bomb".

Taking advantage of the chaos, the hunter ship quickly disengaged from the battlefield and, guided by Malfurion's rather "mystical" bloodline senses, landed on a desolate, shattered planet.

As the group rushed into the battlefield engulfed in black flames, they spotted Illidan Stormrage kneeling alone in the center of the battlefield. Beside him lay the dissipating bodies of a dozen black flame demons and nearly a thousand mid- to low-ranking demons, but a burning decapitation sword pierced through his back, almost pinning the Starhunter to the ground.

This is a fatal wound!
"Illidan!!!"

Malfurion rushed forward to help his brother, but as he approached, he was met with a brutal roar. When Illidan raised his head, his already exaggerated demonic horns had now ignited the scorching crown that represented his destructive nature.

The Star Hunter is undergoing a forced advancement during this near-death experience.

Malfurion was right; he was getting lost.
How could the Archdruid abandon his brother for this? He gritted his teeth and was about to step forward to suppress Illidan. Just as the brothers were about to turn on each other, before the Demon Hunters could even make a move, a streak of cold moonlight swept down and struck the battlefield where the two brothers were fighting.

As the arc of light dissipated, Nightsworn shielded the weakened Malfurion behind him.

Holding the roaring Illidan in her hands, she slapped him twice across the face, then summoned the chains of the Frostmoon to seal and suppress the "possessed" Illidan.

"What an incompetent man! Wake up!"

The Night Oath, adorned with the Black Moon emblem on his face, neck, arms, and back, coldly rebuked. Perhaps because he heard Tyrande's voice, or perhaps because he smelled the Night Oath's scent, the Star Hunter, who should have been completely possessed and out of control, actually began to fight against the destructive urge in his heart.

he roared.

The Night Oathman breathed a sigh of relief as the chains forged by the cold moon wrapped around his body.

If Illidan chooses to resist in this situation, even she is not guaranteed to win. More importantly, she has traveled a long way to save people, not to kill them.

Having temporarily dealt with Illidan, Tyrande turned back to Malfurion and said:

"Now it's your turn to make a move."

"what?!"

“I’m not talking to you, shut up, Malfurion. I’m speaking to the noble one who resides within you. Without His presence, I wouldn’t have allowed you to come here to die. Alas, our ill-fated relationship is destined to entangle us until the day our lives end.”

(End of this chapter)