Seeing that Illidan was going to grab Tyrande's arm, Brad's eyes flashed with anger. Damn, you just saw that Tyrande was my brother's woman and he was actually touching her. He really thought I was a dead person.

"If you have any words, you don't need to pull and pull."

Brad said as he stepped across the street and pushed away Illidan's arm with his cane.

Yilidan roared in anger and whispered: "Get out."

When he spoke, he even tightened the battle blade in his hand, and a rich demonic aura filled the surroundings. This was the prelude to his devil's transformation.

But Brad didn't even move and said lightly: "Why, do you want to do it? It's not that I look down on you. Even if you are a legendary powerhouse now, it seems vulnerable to me. You should have seen that I just got a crippled one at the peak of legend."

Illidan gasped, slowly lifted the blade in his hand and shouted: "Blade, don't bully people too much."

"Just, everyone sees our grudges. Let me tell you the truth. You can live until now because of Malfurion and Tyrande." Brad's eyes turned cold: "The person who has never provoked me is still so comfortable. You are the first one, don't force me to take action. Now you, the lackey of the Burning Legion, I have no burden to kill you."

Tyrand knew that Brad was really angry when he heard Brad's words. He quickly pulled Labrad and said, "Blade, don't take action."

As he said that, he stepped forward and said to Illidan: "Illidan, we are no longer children. Why are you still so impulsive? You are not Brad's opponent at all, leave. I hope your brother and I won't meet you on the battlefield."

Illidan drooped his weapon down dejectedly. If he had the confidence to fight Brad when he first came, he knew that he had no chance of winning at all when he saw the battle just now. Whether it was scheming or means, he was not an opponent. This feeling made him crazy, and he was so powerless.

"Tyrande, listen to me, I'm not here to chase you, but to save you." Illidan's tone became softer when he looked at Tyrande.

Tyrande shook his head and said, "No need now, we are safe."

A trace of struggle flashed across Illidan's face. After a while, he said, "No, you don't understand the master at all. No, it was Sargeras's anger. He was very angry because of this guy's escape. Manolos was punished. He sent out the elite demons of the Guards, and you could not escape at all."

Brad and Tyrande were stunned. Unexpectedly, Sargeras was still a small person. Brad smiled bitterly. If he had known this, he would have stopped pretending. Now he would have been struck by lightning. You said you should build your portal quickly. I am a small character, what about you?

"What the hell are you going to say?" Brad said with a frown.

"You are very lucky. If it weren't for Tyrande, I'll take care of you." Illidan said: "Tyrande, believe me, even if I kill everyone, I won't harm you. Come with me. I know a very safe place."

"Of course I believe you, but..." Tyrande hesitated. The two almost took action just now, and she also knew the grudges. He believed that Illidan would not harm him, but Brad.

"Haha, after all, I still don't believe me..." Illidan turned around and left slowly and said, "Tyrand, take care of me."

Brad looked at Illidan's back and gritted his teeth and said, "Believe him and follow."

Brad's soul is very strong, and he has been paying attention to Illidan just now. Based on the fluctuations of his soul, Brad is sure that Illidan has not lie, and Brad always feels frightened every time he has the idea of ​​leaving with Tyrande. This is the vigilance he has developed over the years, and it will only appear when there is a major event or is in danger until his life is in danger.

"Blade, although I don't want to admit it, you really have a good time." Illidan didn't know whether he was happy or sad now. He had made up his mind that if Tyrand insisted on following Brade, he would accept his fate. He turned around just now, and he was completely disappointed because he knew clearly what Tyrand and the others were facing, and there was only a dead end. Now Brade decided to follow him, and Illidan was happy in his heart, not because he won a game back in front of Brade, but because Tyrand would not die: "No wonder you have achieved what you have today."

Brad smiled but didn't say anything. Who knows how much he paid to reach the level he is today.

But Tyrande said, "Illidan, why do you want to surrender to the demon?"

Illidan paused for a moment and said, "You don't understand that the Burning Legion is so powerful. Not to mention their strong men, just those ordinary Burning Legion demons are invincible, because they are almost endless. The Burning Legion is simply unstoppable."

Tyrande sighed and said, "Since you think it's so unstoppable, why do you come and save me?"

Illidan's body was shocked and said, "You know." After saying that, he shortened his body and entered a stealth state, while Tyrande and Brad were also covered, and the three quickly walked back towards the other side.

Tyrande whispered behind her: "Don't get me wrong, I really just treat him like a brother."

Brad said nothing, but just patted Tyrand's hand. Of course, he knew what Tyrand's attitude was, but she never knew how passionate Illidan was for her, which was never erased for ten thousand years. Of course, Brad guessed that this might be Illidan's only obsession in the ten thousand years dungeon.

Brad was also very surprised to develop with Tyrande. At the same time, Brad also had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart. The increase in strength and ability made him transform himself into a complete transformation. Whether it is developing territory or attracting more beautiful girls, his strength is the most important. Without strength, he will eventually be cannon fodder. The dead can only become martyrs, or be lamented as heroes by some people without pain.

At the same time, Brad was increasingly eager for stronger power. He thought in his heart that if he returned to modern times, the imminent thing was to solve the problem of goblins. This was the biggest stumbling block for his own strength to become a demigod. He was also a competitor of his territory.

Neither Brad nor Tyrande saw it, just as they were whispering. Illidan held a bright flower tightly in his hand, and the flower was so beautiful...

At the same time, the coalition forces were attacking the demon army day and night. Under the fierce impact of the demigods, the Burning Legion retreated step by step, and the entire coalition forces were advancing wildly like a demon's meat grinder.

But when they were still one day away from the capital, they began to face the most powerful resistance. Here, the fifth-level demons were just the most different soldiers, and the epic demons were just the existence of ordinary generals. Although the number of legendary demons was not too many, the countless heroic ranks and epics alone made people's scalp numb.

At this moment, Dasmare brought his group of people to the front of Brad's handsome flag covered in blood. Dasmare was very surprised when he saw Brad.

"I really didn't expect you to really fight out." Brad said with a smile.

After hearing Brad's words, Dasmare confirmed that the person in front of him was Brad. What puzzled him was how Brad walked in front of them: "Master Brad, it's really you. We escaped through a hidden teleportation rune array. How could you be faster than us?"

Brad waved his hand and said, "This is my soul clone. I already know what happened there. My body is still trapped in Azalene, but you don't have to worry, we are still very safe for the time being."

"So that's the case, I'm so ashamed." Although he had already made a plan, he still felt embarrassed in front of Brad himself, after all, he left the two of them behind.

Brad waved his hand and said, "This was agreed in advance, you don't have to worry about it."

At this time, an arrogant upper elf behind Dasmare suddenly said, "What do you want to do with them? Here you are the highest-ranking Cardore. This coalition should have you as the commander."

As soon as the words came out, there was silence around him. The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. The generals and senior priests who came here to report the situation, including Eisena, all changed color.

Mavie wiped the demon blood on his body and said, "It seems that your upper elves have not yet recognized the situation."

"You traitors, we have not yet admitted that you have joined the coalition forces, and now we are arrogant and want to gain dominance. I am very suspicious of you being the Burning Legion to destroy our unity." Vandal, who had already received his life to support a certain unit, stopped and said, "I propose to take them down immediately."

Vandal Lu Helmet said as he pulled out the sword in his hand, and immediately attacked Brad's order. His hatred for the upper elves was irreconcilable. From his angry eyes, he could see that he was definitely not just talking.

The same is true for the strong men of other tribes. You are considered to be the onion, and we are all going to attack the king capital. You are all troubled, and they all pulled out their weapons and stared at Dasmare and his group with bad looks.

"Shut up." Dasmare glared at the upper elves who were talking fiercely. He thought that his subordinates were all elites among the elites, but he didn't expect this situation to happen. What is the situation now? Kadore is no longer there anymore. What are you still putting on airs? If they are really regarded as enemies, the upper elves will be really done.

Let’s not talk about the elves’ ideas. Just the strong men of all races, who knows who you are...
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