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Chapter 1482 Fate is only decided by the winner

If Kelthas was the half-baked commander who lost contact with his mother star, had an embarrassing status, and could not solve the devil's addiction, then Ilidare and the four of them would throw Kelthas away.

Not to mention good and evil, this is a typical person who goes to a higher place.

But now, Kaizi looks like he is returning from a king.

It is obvious that Kelthas used some way to temporarily merge his mount named Ao into his body, and gained most of the power of this phoenix that had just entered adulthood.

Compared with the Dragon Slayer Gruel, this is also a kind of demigod body, even if it has time limits.

Under normal circumstances, Kelthus shouldn't have played his trump card so early.

However, the league has a stronger card face!

The recognized number one strong man under Vasqi Yilidan. This is not a choice, but a fight.

Back then, Illidan mastered the outer world, Vasqi, Matheridon and Sarherath all seemed to be sitting in this position below one person and above ten thousand people. Vasqi let out the other two strong men before she proudly ascended that position.

No one expected that the strongest combat power of Illidan would betray this way. And it was the most thorough way to rebel with his own men.

When Yilidare and the other four heard the news, they were so angry that they vomited blood.

Especially when Vasqi used the water pump they gave to pour water into Shadow Moon Valley and flooded part of the Dark Temple, the four almost collapsed.

I don’t know whether it’s lucky or unfortunate. Just when the four of them thought the Dark Temple could not hold on, Illidan rushed back.

This kind of twists and turns is really dazzling.

On one side is the powerful Illidan.

On one side is the more mysterious magic net demigod Duke Marcus.

No one knows who the winner will be.

Almost the moment Kelthas appeared, Illidan felt the wavering of the four.

Illidan sneered and did not say it out in person. In his eyes, the small group of existences with the strongest strength always determine the outcome. As long as the winner is him, all problems will be solved.

He needs to use the Ilidare Council to do odd jobs for him, and he also needs to make the four people think that they still trust him. Although the lack of absolute loyalty of the four people makes him feel a little uncomfortable, so what?

After staying in the Burning Legion for a long time, he no longer believed in the term loyalty itself. As long as he had the strength, even the most violent demon would bow to him.

It is precisely because of this that he allowed this contradictory parliament to continue to exist.

But he was very interested. As chess pieces shared by both sides, what would their end be like? Perhaps only the goddess of fate herself knew...

After a brief confrontation and the cold scene, Illidan grinned, as if smiling: "Duke Marcus, are you very famous... Why, just the toy doll you bring now want to deal with me, Illidan's storm?"

Duke was mocked by Illidan, and he never expected to defeat Illidan by relying solely on Mark Duku, a shell-repelling power with limited magic output.

"It's better to face me than to face Tyrande or Malfurio, right?" Duke's words deeply stimulated Illidan. It can be clearly seen that the muscles on the legendary figure's face kept trembling slightly.

Duke added: "What's more, you say this to avoid underestimating the strength of the league."

Mark Dooku spread his arms.

Around him, two giants as tall as towers immediately took a step forward, Qila Gemini Emperor, and the genuine demigods who can exert their demigod-level combat power with the support of the Magic Net. They stood at a distance of five steps from Duke.

Kelthas turned into a ball of flame, and a flash appeared on Duke's left hand.

Vasqi smiled charmingly, swaying the snake's tail with a beautiful rhythm, and stood on Duke's right hand.

You can say that Duke is proud, or you can say that Duke is proud of me, but I am a little brother who is strong and has four demigod subordinates. Do you have it?

Although the Gemini Emperor relies more on the Magic Net, Vasqi and Kaizi are powerful people who are independent of the Magic Net.

Duke looked evil and even a little unruly: "Call your master Kiljadan, or you will lose."

Duke's face was such a sure expression.

This is not just a bluff.

This is a gambling based on the current situation and the risk is not high.

If the intelligence and historical process of Ereda Gemini were correct, Kiljadan was no longer distorting the void and sneaking into Azeroth, otherwise Illidan would have no chance to sneak into the planet Argus to cause trouble.

Kiljadan, who is the backstage boss of Illidan, cannot appear, so the upper limit of the combat power of this battle will only be limited to the demigod level.

In other words, if Duke does not come in its original form, Kiljaden will not appear.

Illidan had just finished the trouble, and he was guilty, so of course he would not lower his face and send a signal to the twisted void to ask for help.

At this moment, Illidan didn't know that he had been killed by Duke.

After glanced around, Illidan frowned: "As a grand battle, it's too narrow. Come to my martial arts training ground."

After saying that, regardless of how Duke answered, he shook the demon wings behind him, and his huge body rushed up like a cloud arrow.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" He completely ignored the thick wall of the temple, and bluntly broke through layers after layer with his demigod body, and rushed straight to the platform of the highest level of the Dark Temple.

The Gemini Emperor followed first, and on their backs, two pairs of cicada-like wings grew out. They followed up with great violence and broke through the top wall.

The corners of the eyes of the Draenei garrison Marrad were twitching, but he didn't say anything in the end.

The Delaneys can't beat others and lose their lair. They can't help you get it back. You can't guarantee you the money and get it back intact.

"Gee, I'll go first." Vasqi greeted Duke, turned his head slightly, and licked his flaming red lips with his flexible tongue. This was a secret code that only she and Duke understood.

Duke waved his hand angrily and sent her out first.

Vasqi chuckled and summoned a thick water column, which followed the big hole that the Demon King Vickol had knocked open, and flew up under the impact of the squirting water column.

There was only one Kelthus left at the scene.

The Blood Elf Prince was a little hesitant.
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