Vol 2 Chapter 1673 41. Illidan, the blood-handed demon slaughter, the wheelchair **** of war Gro

  Chapter 1673 41. Bloody Hand Demon slaughtered Illidan, Wheelchair God of War Grom

  Black said he was sick.

   If Illidan believes a word, it shows that Brother Dan is mentally retarded, but the evidence of the little star makes Illidan a little surprised.

When Brother Egg fell from the sky like a predatory bat, smashed into the chaotic demons stunned by the magic frenzy, and threw out the supreme blade and easily harvested the lives of more than a dozen demon guards, while Brother Egg was still thinking about that The case of the smelly pirates.

   Combined with the strangeness he felt when he returned from Mac’Aree, Illidan thought that Black should not be sick, maybe his power was out of order?

   After all, Eggman never sees every life with the naked eye because he is blind. He has a unique hunter perception that allows him to perceive things that are invisible to the naked eye.

  The former Black made him feel like a knife-dance clown in the dark, cold, funny and dangerous.

   But now the pirates are not.

   I have to describe it as a super-evolution from a knife-wielding clown to a clown king. Well, it is not accurate to say that. It should be promoted from a conspirator in the shadows to a wild beast in the shadows.

   He is forcing himself to fall asleep, and no one can predict what will happen once he wakes up.

   This is good news and bad news.

  The good news is that Illidan can be sure that Black has a terrifying hole card that might turn the tide of the battle when played in a dangerous situation.

  The bad news is that Black in the hidden phase may kill his teammates first while killing his enemies.

   Well, this is really a hard choice.

  Although he played a small theater about the smelly pirates in his heart, it did not affect Illidan’s crazy slaughter after he landed.

  The more slender blade of the Supreme in his hand gathers the war wisdom of the Aldraqi, and makes it sharper and deadlier after drinking the blood of the devil.

   Brother Egg felt that he didn’t need to exert too much force at all to let the slender, serrated blood-red blade easily cut through the skulls and flesh of the demon warriors.

   is as easy as cutting a hot knife into a block of butter.

  The big demon hunter felt joyful about this.

This means that he can kill more demons with the same energy consumption, so Illidan “dances gracefully” under the roar of the demons in the background of the shaking mountains where the mountain was blown up by the Mystery Box. “.

  Uh, here’s an extra thing to say.

  Although the demon hunters are all the owners of a group of dark and cruel stories with great hatred and deep hatred, but without discussing the origin and background, just looking at the skills and methods of using power, these guys are undoubtedly the masters of martial arts among the elves.

   Their fighting posture is light and deadly, elegant and bloodthirsty, which is also a common feature of all elven warriors.

The most striking example of    is the former Phoenix Sword Saint Salorian, who has retired and ran to serve as the concierge of Mrs. Golden Sword’s Mage Tower. His Phoenix swordsmanship is world-famous for its gorgeousness and lethality.

   No matter how other races imitate, it is difficult to imitate the peculiar sense of killing art of elf warriors, and Brother Dan is the best among them.

  Although he has alienated into a semi-demon because he absorbed too much fel energy, even his distorted body cannot change this guy’s elf habit deep in his bones.

   He swung his double-edged blades on the spot like a whirlwind to set off a killing storm. The supreme blade in his hand roared ecstatically, enjoying the killing pleasure brought by his “moving knife stand”.

It greedily devoured the essence of those losers, and every demon killed by the sword would increase the aura of the fearless war spirit by a point, and Illidan could feel the supreme blade in his hand begin to become scorching hot, like double It is the same as fighting with two groups of magma.

   This weapon is really good!

   It is no exaggeration to say that this is definitely the strongest blade Illidan has seen since his birth.

The only problem with    is that he is too noisy. The Fearless War Spirit is like a mental patient who has lived alone for tens of thousands of years. From the beginning of the killing, he keeps roaring and roaring, as if he can use the battle cry to kill the enemy.

   “That’s it! Kill! Kill as much as you want! Kill everyone you see! Dance and sing in the mountains of their corpses! Not enough! Far from enough! I long for more killing, I long for more blood!”

   “Look! That **** wanted to run, it was frightened, hahaha, the sheep entered the tiger’s mouth, rushed over! Kill it!”

  Dreadnought is like playing a “voice control game”.

   While enjoying the joy of war, he kept giving orders to Illidan to let his servants kill those ugly demons that he did not like.

   That’s right, all demons will be hacked to death!

   But the ugly unpleasant guy has to die first!

   “Be quiet, it affects my hunt.”

  Illidan couldn’t take it anymore after ten minutes of silence, and he shouted to the humming Supreme Blade in his opponent:

   “This is my hunt! Unless you can help me take out more demons, just shut up and enjoy your twisted joy, and I’ll kill them all.”

   “Isn’t it power? Take it away! If you can command you with the power of killing, then you will definitely become a loyal servant of the Fearless, stop talking nonsense!

  Take my power and show me more fun. ”

   In the face of Illidan’s scolding, the Fearless War Spirit laughed and generously fed back the power of the Supreme Blade to Illidan. The slaughtering power that belonged to the Aldraqi instantly made Brother Dan like a lightning strike.

   is too big, too hot, too sharp.

   Is this the power of the samurai who fought Sargeras head-on and slashed the gods?

  Brother Dan felt like a balloon that was constantly inflated, inflated to the point of being exploded in an instant, and those violent forces were rampant in his body.

   He had to unleash those powers before he was overwhelmed.

   In the next moment, Illidan decisively released his inner demon and turned into a demon in place. The power of the Supreme Blade greatly changed Eggman’s demon form.

   In addition to the original wings, the tumbling evil flames and the coquettish demon horns, there were ferocious bone spurs growing on his back, arms and body.

  The roar of the sky will cause a raging flame, like rolling lava, involving the demons within a few dozen yards around it, and smashing these brutal things to death in the sharp blade storm intertwined with flames.

  This brutal attack was not a demon, even the Illidari were shocked for a moment, and then the demon hunters cheered for their powerful master in unison.

  The morale brought by Illidan was like a rainbow and let them follow Eggman to smash left and right, and even the uncrowned ones were mobilized.

  Garona glanced at the big demon hunter who was slaughtering as much as possible in the blazing flames. She felt that Illidan, who used to follow the path of the ruthless evil male god, was also influenced by Black.

   Look at his crazy appearance, isn’t this a demonized stinky pirate?

   Sure enough, the Demon of Thousand Tongues is extremely poisonous, so keep away from him in the future.

   “Ah, I’ve been imprisoned for so long that even such a tragically uninteresting killing can make me relish.”

   The Fearless War Spirit in the Supreme Blade is satisfied with the wonderful touch of his war blade slicing demons.

   This makes the Fearless feel sad again. The mythology of Aldraqi has been silent for too long, and such a garbage demon he once sent a small army can easily clean up.

   After their deaths, the battle among the stars has become too boring.

   The dastardly demons, who even fled when they encountered the battle flags of the Aldrachi, now dare to call themselves strong

   Alas, this group of stars obviously needs more advanced warfare to teach everyone what true power is. This group of Illidari is good, crazy enough, determined enough, and cold-blooded enough.

   These recruits can all become Aldraqi’s war totem passers.

   “Hoo! Bugs! You irritated me!”

Just when Illidan slaughtered the demons inside the fortress by the explosion of the Mystery Box, a loud noise like thunder sounded from the rubble of the collapsed mountain. In the shaking of the earth, a behemoth slammed into the mountain and rushed. come out.

  Destroyer Malonos still has scars from being crushed by boulders. Just by looking at the columns of fel energy spewing out of the nostrils of his inverted triangular head, he knew that the brute force overlord of the Burning Legion would be in a bad mood.

   This is actually understandable.

Anyone who is swept away by a group of bugs while taking a comfortable bath will have a “get up” feeling. Just now, the king of the big **** was lying in his comfortable fel magma, dozing off and dreaming of tearing down the world. Suddenly the whole mountain collapsed. .

   Half a mountain was pressed on it, which not only made it painful but also disturbed its good dreams.

   Do you really think that spoilers have no temper?

Malronos, who would rush out of the mountain ruins with anger, wanted to give a hard lesson to the choppers who disturbed his good dreams, but he saw Illidan’s crazy form at a glance, which made the spoiler’s mood suddenly improved. .

   Well, that bug is kind of interesting.

   It looks like it can be beaten for a long time. Finally had some fun in the boring time when Archimonde called to town.

what!

   Hot bugs!

   Die! —

   “It’s coming!”

   “It’s in there!”

At this time, outside the Nasrax fortress, Grom, who was sitting in the iron wheelchair of the Titan God, skillfully threw a blood roar and exploded the head of an evil flame demon that climbed out of the lava pool, and then pulled the weapon chain. The lieutenant general took the searing Gorehowl back into his hands.

  The old orc in deadly calm felt the shaking of the ground, he heard the familiar roar, and the demon blood in his body swelled even more arrogantly.

  This caused Grom to buckle the wheelchair frame at hand.

   He knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had come, and the demon fanatic who had enslaved the orcs until now finally appeared, and this was the purpose of his coming here.

   “Garrosh! Come here! Push me over!”

   Lao Roo shouted.

   But his weak son, this will be carrying two axes next to Taran Zhu and a group of human paladins and Rexxar commander hunters, fighting with the demons that keep coming.

   Young Master Roar heard his father’s call, but he was really inseparable from being attacked by the three-headed demon.

   There is no way to do that.

  Although they came to the fortress headquarters all the way through the shadow of the world without disturbing the demon army, these warriors and paladins had no wings and no grappling hooks, so they could not climb over the hundred-meter-high demon city wall in front of them.

   They can only stay outside to meet the demon hunters and assassins who are fighting in it. This job was not difficult at first. The demon army was driven to attack the base camp of the anti-demon coalition, and no one paid attention to the rear.

   Until the box of mysteries was dropped

   After seeing the mountain of the Nasrax fortress being blown up, some demon commanders have returned to help, which made the soldiers outside the door more stressed.

   Fortunately, they also have a teleported Naru to support.

The crazy gray-white Naruzlali and Zera are completely two extremes. The Mother of Light never uses the power of the Holy Light to do anything wrong, but Zlali uses her scorching holy light as a weapon to attack the surrounding area. the devil.

   Probably dismantling Revenders gave her some kind of inspiration. In short, the moment the gray-white Naru appeared, a light rain of extreme positive energy began to bombard the earth around the fortress.

   looks very beautiful and shiny.

   But hitting the demons will melt them instantly, that scene is really scary.

   And Lao Hu has been unable to get the help of the “wheelchair pusher”, and the old orc also has a temper.

   He curled his lips, glared at his weak son, shook his head and pushed the wheel of his wheelchair to the gate of the demon fortress blocked by the molten pool of fel energy in front of him.

The Mystery Box dropped by the Burmese has already shattered the sturdy magic steel gate. Judging from Laohou’s years of professional experience in dismantling the house, it only needs to be smashed with an axe at the broken point to smash it. open.

   Then a strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

  While the mortal warriors were frantically fighting against the terrifying demons, an old orc man with gray hair pinned the battle axe to his wheelchair, pushed the wheel hub with both hands and started to leave the formation and head towards the demon fortress.

  Grom pushes fast.

   This makes his wheelchair start to accelerate, he can actually walk, but he needs to retain as much strength as possible for the next battle of life and death.

   His wheelchair was accelerating.

   ran over the demon whose head was shot by him, and galloped on the ground covered with demon blood and magma.

   Sparks jumped out of the wheel hub, the magma in front of him was also erupting, and molten demons crawled out of the magma. These scorching demons like skinned monsters laughed and stood in front of this sad orc cripple.

   They laughed at Lao Roo’s self-control.

Hello!

  The old orc who can’t even walk should go back and take the children, don’t learn from others and go to the battlefield, okay?

   But Lao Hao didn’t care.

   In the past, facing such a provocation, he would definitely pull out his battle axe and chop off the heads of these bastards, but now he only sees the door in front of him.

   To be precise, the big demon destroyer who appeared behind the door.

   That was the enemy he chose for himself.

   The last enemy.

  Old Roar continued to accelerate.

  The speed of his wheelchair was close to the charge of the warriors at this time, and the molten demons in front of him also drew their weapons and prepared to overthrow this stupid old orc.

  Grom already had Gorehowl’s axe handle in his speeding wheelchair.

   Just as the two sides were about to collide in the background of the falling meteor, a loud noise appeared behind the molten demons.

   In the tumbling green magma, a huge fire element giant set off magma meteors flying in the sky, and appeared arrogantly on the battlefield of this demon.

   It has the body of Ragnaros, the king of flames, and the explosive majesty of the real king of flames, but the burning flames on its face are composed of a vaguely handsome face that is very similar to a smelly pirate.

   It also has the signature blue eyes.

   Frankly speaking, this seriously undermined the destructive majesty that the Balrog King should have. After all, an element with a handsome face is incongruous.

   But this does not affect Black’s state at this time.

For the first time, he entered the form of the Flame Demon King with the help of the heat energy of the fel magma. He raised his left hand with a wild laugh, and shaped a huge golden warhammer in the boiling flames. Smashed down, smashing those stunned smolders into pathetic obsidian shards.

   Then, the Balrog Dynasty whistled to Grom with a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, and the old orc laughed wildly and urged the wheelchair to wipe the demon corpse into the air.

The moment    crossed the molten pool, he was held by Black, the king of flame demons, with his giant hand, and then slammed into the magic steel gate behind him like a tossing ball.

   Crimson terrifying anger erupted at this moment, and in the loud noise that shook the battlefield, the 100-meter-high magic steel giant gate was smashed by a blow.

   This scene made the eyes of the warriors who were fighting fiercely widen.

The always calm head of Taran Zhu slammed a demon hound flying towards him, and the outburst of infuriating smashed all the brains of the bastard, but the great master monk rubbed his eyes. As if seeing something incredible.

  Master Wan Xueliu, who was wearing a white tiger armor and holding two tiger-headed gloves, was making a big killing and exclaimed:

   “My God! Look at that orc lunatic!”

   “He used a wheelchair to knock open the gates of the Nasrax fortress! This event will surely become a miracle in the history of Azeroth warfare, and the best indictment of the Burning Legion’s **** project!”

  Well, this compliment is a bit strange, but considering the current critical situation, no one takes the time to complain.

   In the shattered ruins of the giant gate of magic steel, Grom Hellscream staggered up from his shattered Titan iron wheelchair in a fiery boiling, frightening rage.

In the outburst of anger that turned into a ghost-headed roar, he smashed the head of a hapless succubus that had been smashed by a burning wheelchair with one foot, and dragged the burning Goreroar to raise his head, seeing the peace in front of him. Malronos, the destroyer of Illidan Stormrage’s battle.

  Lao Roo’s weak face showed a smile of seeing old friends.

   He coughed a few times and took hold of the battle axe.

  He will die here.

he knows.

   But he doesn’t care.

   So, charge!

   (end of this chapter)