Chapter 414 A Cloud Piercing Arrow
Charlemagne hadn't thought of catching up with the time to completely stop Mr. Dan from bombarding the Frozen Throne with the Eye of Sargeras. If it wasn't for his attack, how could the prosperous Alsace give up the power of the Eastern Continent and return to North Carolina? Sender went to have **** with Ner'zhul.
But allowing him to continue bombarding like this might cause the entire Northrend continent to sink into the sea. This is definitely unacceptable to Charlemagne. After all, Sandara City and Wyrmrest Temple are both in Northrend, and once Northrend sinks... Yogg-Saron should be free too.
Seeing that Malfurion and the others were about to break through Illidan's Naga defense line, Charlemagne patted the scales of the Black Dragon Princess and said, "Oni, stay in midair, it's time for us to take action."
"Okay, master."
After Onyxia hovered safely in the air, Charlemagne stood up and took out Thoridar from his back. Under the watchful eyes of the three female elves, he activated Hawkeye and stared at Illidan's position. Bowstrings, purple arcane arrows are ready to go.
"ha!"
With his loud shout, the purple arrow of order flew out from the bowstring, and accelerated twice in mid-air with the vector propulsion bonus provided by Charlemagne.
At the same time that the sonic boom cloud produced by the arrow breaking through the sound barrier appeared, the arrow shot by Charlemagne had precisely hit the Eye of Sargeras in front of Illidan.
"boom!"
This gem-shaped artifact was instantly shattered into countless green fragments under Charlemagne's full blow, and Illidan was also blown away by the aftermath of the artifact's energy explosion.
The three Malfurion on the ground immediately looked up to the sky when they saw this scene. With his sharp eyesight, the archdruid noticed Charlemagne standing on the back of the black dragon and still holding a longbow, with a gratified smile on his face. "It's Charlemagne, thanks to him coming at a critical time."
Tyrande curled her lips in displeasure. She still didn't like these highborne descendants, but Maiev gave her a sigh of relief.
Illidan Yangtian, who was on the verge of defeat, roared angrily, "Idiots! Do you know what you did? I almost succeeded in killing the Lich King!"
At this moment, the Naga leader, Vashj, had retreated to Illidan's side. She watched Malfurion approaching and Onyxia in the air warily, and whispered to Illidan, "The situation is not good. There are three epics, and there is a demigod-level black dragon in the sky, shall we retreat first?"
Charlemagne's voice came from the sky through the magic of amplification, "There is no need to leave in a hurry, I think we should exchange information with each other, are you right, Illidan Stormrage?"
"Boom!"
Under the master's order, Onyxia landed heavily on the outskirts of the ruins of Dalaran city. After hearing his suggestion, Illidan reached out to stop the attack order that Vashj was about to issue, and walked towards the black dragon princess alone.
At the same time, Malfurion, Tyrande, and Maiev, who were confused, came to Onyxia together after appeasing their subordinates.
Illidan glanced at Tyrande not far away with nostalgic eyes, then turned his head and gritted his fangs at Charlemagne and asked, "High elf kid, you said you want to exchange information? Do you think that the information you know is better than that?" Me more?"
"Hehe, what a coincidence, I do know more than you, including your motives, the person behind you, and... the consequences of what you do."
Illidan's face flashed a trace of unclear emotion, and then he let out a cold muffled snort, "What do you know? You don't know anything! I did this for..."
"Shut up devil! Your escape ends here, get ready to go back to prison!"
Charlemagne waved helplessly when he saw the tense atmosphere again, "Both parties, please restrain yourself a little, how about listening to me?"
Under the comfort of the venerable Malfurion, Maiev temporarily calmed down, but her eyes behind the helmet were still fixed on Illidan.
The demon hunter turned to look at Charlemagne, "Tell me, why do you want to stop me since you know my motives? You should be aware of the harm the Lich King has caused to Azeroth, right?"
"Be safe and don't be impatient."
Charlemagne reached out his hand and signaled to Illidan, "In order for Maiev and the Archdruid to understand, I'd better explain it from the beginning."
Then he briefly told the night elves trio about the relationship between Ner'zhul, the Lich King, Arthas, the Scourge and the Burning Legion.
"That's it. Illidan's actions actually caused great harm to Ner'zhul. Afterwards, this coward should immediately let Arthas return to Northrend to become one with him. That is to say... the natural disaster situation in the eastern continent It’s going to get a lot better.”
"You know..."
"but!"
Charlemagne interrupted Illidan's protest with an accent. He turned his head and looked at the demon hunter seriously and said, "You have no idea what serious consequences your actions will bring."
"Not to mention the destruction of Wyrmrest Temple, how will the guardian dragons react, once the ancient **** Yogg-Saron, who was sealed in Ulduar in the Storm Peak, escapes from the sinking of Northrend...you know what it means What are you wearing?"
"Old God?"
Illidan seemed a little dazed at this time. He was seriously out of touch with the outside world after being imprisoned for 10,000 years, and Gul'dan had never mentioned such an existence in his memory.
But the well-informed Malfurion and Tyrande both changed their faces, and the archdruid said with a dignified expression, "I see... no wonder the Andashir planted by Fandral was corrupted."
After listening to Charlemagne and Malfurion's explanation, Illidan frowned deeply. "So there is such a deep reason behind it. This time... I really didn't think about it, I'm sorry brother."
No matter how unacceptable Illidan's actions are to normal people, his original intention is indeed to destroy the Burning Legion and protect Tyrande.
Once the Old God gets out of trouble, the whole of Azeroth will inevitably set off a bloodbath, and his beloved Tyrande can't guarantee that it will be safe.
Malfurion softened when he heard his younger brother's apology, "Forget it... Now that I know your original intention, I don't intend to pursue your fault anymore, but... I am afraid that there is no room for you in this world. From now on, you Where are you going?"
Maiev heard from Malfurion's words that he planned to let Illidan go, and questioned in surprise, "Arch Druid? Are you going to let this demon go?!"
(end of this chapter)