Although the Well of Eternity is the source of power, it was originally just a calm lake. But now the Well of Eternity is corroded and polluted by the power of the demon, from the original but silver to the current dark black. It has become very violent because of the pulling and traction of the demonic power. Huge waves constantly hit the shore, and the water of the well became restless, forming a vortex that gradually accelerated its rotation. It looks extremely strange.

On the shore of the Well of Eternity, Manolos' huge figure kept whipping the upper elves with his whip. Oh no, they should be called Sartre now.

Because most of the escapes of the upper elves not long ago made Sargeras furious. In order to make it happen for the first time and for all, the remaining upper elves turned into Sartre. In addition to enhancing their power, they also eliminated the possibility of their betrayal.

Now is the time of fierce battle, Sartre is a traitor among the traitors, and has accepted the transformation of evil energy. They are not only elves, and Sargeras believes that even if they betray him, they will not be accepted by the coalition forces.

More importantly, Manolos was punished by Sargeras. Thinking of that punishment, Manolos couldn't help but tremble. Although he was a powerful demigod, only he knew that his power was not worth mentioning in front of Sargeras. It was as easy as killing an ant.

So Manolos also implemented a high-pressure policy on Sartre. Since he got the Dragon Soul, he has been constantly supervising them to build a large array. He could clearly feel the power of the Dragon Soul. He believed that as long as there was this powerful magic weapon, Sargeras would soon arrive. At that time, there would be no power in this world to resist the Burning Legion.

More importantly, Archmond's actions failed several times, and every time he came back, he would inevitably be hit by the indigenous people of this world. This time he was dying. If he had not forcibly absorbed the power of the Well of Eternity with his help, Archmond would not even have the power to return to the twisted void.

Yes, Archmond was very injured. There was no practical significance here, and because of his injury, the pressure of the Eternal Well became stronger, and his recovery was a problem. Therefore, the second person of the Burning Legion was dragged back in Sargeras' roar.

When Manolos thought of this, he felt excited. This plane was so magical and surprisingly powerful. The Burning Legion had not encountered such a huge setback for a long time. Thinking about it, the Burning Legion did not seem to have suffered any huge blow except to deal with a biological planet called Naru.

However, even when dealing with Naru, Archmond was despised. Sargeras was too lazy to take action, so he was defeated by Archmond, Kiljadan and himself. The entire plane was destroyed. Only a few things were left to escape.

Later I heard that these light bulbs were hooked up with Archmond and his former tribe members, but this was not something he cared about.

What he sees now is the opportunity to greatly improve his status. Now Archmond is seriously injured and returns to the twisted void. Kiljadan seems to be performing a mission alone in another plane. This wonderful and magical plane is his main battlefield.

There is a magical well of eternity here, and even the master can't stand such temptation and want to come in person. It can be seen that he values ​​this thing. As long as he completes this task beautifully, the master will definitely get considerable benefits when he is happy. At that time, the master may consume his own strength and improve his strength, thus overwhelming the cunning scum of Archmond and Kilgardan.

Thinking of this wonderful situation, Manolos' whip twitched Sartre even more vigorously. Damn, waiter has become the No. 2 figure of the Burning Legion and is considering training you as your own line. If you fail, then get out.

While on the table, he held the golden disc in his hand tightly, and at the same time, even he felt that fear arise. With me, you will have the power to surpass Sargeras. But Sargeras's power has been deeply rooted in his mind, so he desperately suppressed this terrible thought.

Manolos didn't know that just when he was trying hard to build the magic circle, even if there were three pairs of eyes staring at a ruin not far away from him. They were Illidan, Brad and Tyrande.

"Blade, what are they doing?" Tyrande did not notice the Dragon Soul.

Before Brad could answer, Illidan quickly said, "Tyrande, you don't know, they are going to use the Dragon Soul to build a Super Sagelas Portal. I heard from them that as long as there is the Dragon Soul, they will summon Sagelas's body to this world in a day or two or even less."

"Since you know, why did you still snatch the Dragon Soul from Malfurio and Brox? Do you know how great disaster your recklessness will cause to this world?" Tyrande thought of Dasmare's words when he heard Illidan say this.

"Tyrande, I...I, you know, you rejected me. Plus you were so angry that you were so angry that you were so angry..." Illidan stammered and explained.

"I said that this is not the reason for your betrayal. Can you let the whole world be buried with you because of personal grudges? Let's not talk about who is right and who is wrong with Brad's grudges. Just because you are so narrow-minded, why do you make me like you? If you have your brother..." Tyrande became more and more excited as he spoke.

Brad quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Wow, Su Ri'an has the barrier of magic circles, but I can't guarantee how much the magic circle I built temporarily can play in Manolos."

Illidan ignored Brad and said to Tyrande: "I understand, I will think about the overall situation in the future. Unfortunately, I understand too late." Illidan felt extremely sad. Although the two of them had no extraordinary movements in the past few days, he had already seen from the subtle movements that there was an extraordinary relationship between Tyrande and Brad. Moreover, he found that Tyrande's temperament had also changed, missing the cuteness and prettyness of a girl, and more of the charm and charm of a woman. It was exactly the performance that a newly married woman should have.

Tyrande slowed down and said, "Illidan, it's not that I blame you. But you have to understand that Dasmare and the others tried every means to stay here in danger to destroy the portal at critical moments. But in the end they did it, but you gave them the Dragon Soul, allowing Sargeras to come faster. If they knew..."

"I will take responsibility for what I do..." Yillidan said sadly.

"You take responsibility, how do you take responsibility? Do you know how great a sin is..." Tyrande said, slowing down again and said, "We grew up together, neither I nor Malfurion will sit idly by. Don't worry, as long as you make up for your merits in the subsequent battle, we will fight for you. I am now the high priest of the Moon Temple."

Illidan was both moved and ashamed when he heard Tyrande's words, and was very embarrassed, because Brad was watching the fun. Yes, he just felt like he was watching jokes. Although he felt that his previous actions were too extreme, he still had no favoritism for Brad.

Even if Malfurion got Tyrande in the end, he wouldn't feel so angry. But why did this person insist on Brad, so he still didn't agree. But he couldn't vent now, because Brad was too lazy to talk to him. He even directly regarded him as a transparent person. He couldn't vent his anger and was extremely frustrated.

In his opinion, this is the contempt of the winner for him, and the contempt is the contempt...

Brad is not harmful to talk about love now. He now knows that the coalition forces are attacking Azalene's periphery, but the results are minimal.

Brad is hesitating now whether he should take action if the dragon soul really changes. This is his own body, not his soul body, he will be done if he is blown up once. But if he doesn't take action at such a dangerous moment, he will still destroy it, and his time and space will also be destroyed.

While Brad was struggling, Brad's face changed and said, "Tyrand, stop talking, look."

Tyrande quickly looked in the direction that Brad pointed, and one of Sartre said something beside Manolos. Then Manolos nodded and patted Sartre on the shoulder excitedly.

"The magic circle of Lord Manolos has been prepared. Is it going to start?" A Satter said to Manolos carefully with his waist down.

In the past, there were Harves, and no matter what, they were all the direct descendants of Harves. With Harves' support, they were not afraid of Manolos, but Harves died in battle and their status took a sharp turn. Now there is no strong man as a backer, and the queen ignores the matter here, so they are really a little blind. But in order to survive, they still live a humble life. Now many people have regretted it. They have to endure it, but now they have to be as humble as slaves. Thinking about the glorious life before, they feel extremely desolate.

Manolos would not care what this little character was thinking. He just patted Sartre with a huge cane and said loudly: "Okay, you can activate the magic circle immediately. We must contact the dwarf again, otherwise the master's anger will not be something you and I can bear."

"Follow your consciousness, my lord." Sartre ran to take out a crystal with green illusion flame from his arms, and then carefully put it on a slot. Then he chanted the spell.

A trace of excitement flashed in Manolos' eyes, and his huge palm reluctantly stroked the dragon soul, and then gritted his teeth and threw it into the air. The dragon soul seemed to have been pulled in some way, and quickly floated over the Well of Eternity.

Then the magic circle emitted a fierce light, and the Well of Eternity became even more violent.

Brad and the other two changed color because they knew that the portal to summon Sargeras had begun to open and there was not much time left for them. (To be continued...)
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