The demon roared angrily and rushed to the priestess Tyrande, closed her eyes and didn’t give in. Goodbye, I love, this is her last words.

Fario watched all this anger and sadness surge in the peak, and tears seeped from the corner of his eyes and were carried away by the high wind in the holy mountain. Is it necessary for the couple who experienced two catastrophes to fall in the third shock? The old druid is unwilling to fail. He wants his wife to take revenge, no matter what the cost, and he wants to win the final victory. Whether this victory can be called victory or not, accept my revenge and anger. Damn the devil, his tears roared in the highlands and were taken away by the high mountain wind again, but he was drowned in the desperate struggle. Chapter 17 Death consciousness.
Just when Tyrande was doomed, a pair of dark wings blocked the demon’s huge claws from slapping the priestess’s eyes, and the blood was blown to her face by the wind. This stabbing pain was even more sad than killing her. Yullian blocked the demon’s deadly attack in front of her, and the pressure plunged him into the closest land of Karim’s elves. Ironically, how much this expelled betrayal was recognized and accepted by Karim.
Tyrande looked at the man who once loved her, and tears never crossed her cheeks.
Stopping the demon attack almost exhausted devil hunter’s strength, and his strong muscles seemed to be completely shattered. Heart-rending and lung-wrenching pains attacked Yullian’s brain. He determined that his hands had been broken due to great momentum. What this injury meant to a soldier who had fought for ten thousand years was clear. He might lose his arm and lose his soldier. This was more painful for a proud soldier than death. However, when he felt that the woman he loved was in danger, he resolutely gave up all consciousness. devil hunter smiled and didn’t speak to Tyrande.
The priestess quietly looked at the man who was willing to bear the pain and sacrifice everything. She was responsible for protecting the Baiyang Valley and a race. She was willing to pay her life. She didn’t need a hero who knew how to protect her alone. Her husband must be a racial hero, not herself.
Yullian doesn’t seem to know what his lover wants, but he has defended an impossible relationship in his own way. This is what human beings call infatuation. The elf pondered that her thoughts were at an extreme confusion. At the beginning, she was not a priestess, but an ordinary female elf would make a choice. How could an ordinary female elf be favored by Storm Brothers? The poor woman made a serious joke. Her husband resolutely gave up everything after the death of the race, while another man who was not chosen resolutely gave up her.
The priestess smiled with relief. It was the first time that she smiled gently at the Yullian newspaper. It was a sincere smile, not a polite smile in front of her husband and brother. This subtle difference is difficult for ordinary people to be sensitive, but devil hunter can know it.
Although nothing can be seen, Yullian is still clinging to the devil’s paw, and more and more blood is seeping through his shoulders. He is lifted by the battlefield and thrown into Tyrande’s face, mixed with her tears. He should not be able to hold up his arm. She thinks that the bone is broken. He raised his hand and the moving priestess looked at the demon hunter in amazement. Counting arrows all hurt the devil’s paw and rescued Yullian from the paw. She can watch this love him and he sacrificed men. Her tears are blown to devil hunter’s face dramatically. At this moment, Yullian’s mouth is broken.
Do you still care about me? You are willing to treat me like an elf. I don’t believe this sentence. It reminds Tyrande of Yullian’s last words.
Although Fario can expel you, he can still cut off the same blood in your veins. This is the blood of elves and heroes. After thinking for a moment, the priestess answered Yullian’s question seriously. It is strange that Yullian cried after hearing her answer.
That’s enough. You didn’t treat me as a betrayal. I always remembered that I was an elf demon hunter. I almost growled and shouted to gather around in the dark. He started the last trick.
Yullian is going to be a huge demon, and Akmundi is surprised to feel the dark smell coming from his hands, which is his familiar smell. Gourdain’s power darkness wraps the demon hunter, and the powerful dark gathering force lifts Akmundi into the sky.
The huge black demon darkness rushed from Kalim, holding up Yullian’s body with black wings and pouncing on a monster one hundred times stronger than him.
Tyrande promised that Yullian would be demonized in front of her and inherit the evil power. The same question has been puzzling the demon hunter. Am I an elf or a demon? After determining his position, Yullian decided that his beloved woman would give up everything and return to this forest with the consciousness of death.
Akmundi watched in horror as a wave of twisted and powerful dark energy hit him. He forgot to stop it, and Yullian took over the wind. However, this situation did not last long. Yullian attacked with great physical advantage, and Yullian soon fell into a passive beating situation. He relied on agile skills and flying skills to avoid the deadly attack of the devil’s claws, but he managed to organize an effective counterattack
The suspicion is that when Fario fought for it, the demon alliance of the undead army gradually collapsed in the face of a deadly revenge of the Azeroth race. More and more heroes gathered at the foot of Akmondi, Lucy’s ice cone Jenna called for the completion of the energy snowstorm, and Kuroskai called for the blessing of two gods to attack the huge demon. The hammer of Moradin combined with the dwarf tomahawk rained down on the devil’s feet.
Sal summoned the power of the earth at the devil’s feet and prayed for a powerful earthquake. The arrows were mixed with the power of the stars and shot at the devil. However, no one could stop the devil from moving forward with this little pain and discomfort.
The hero watched helplessly as the devil picked up the trunk of the world tree, and a kind of loss accompanied people.
At this time, Yullian did something that no one expected. He turned his dark forces into a black bomb and rushed to the demon holding the giant tree
Because Faten came to stop devil hunter Akmundi, he really suffered from the attack of the Ministry of Demons.
Fario Tyrande knew that it was Yullian’s hardest fight. She lost her call and came to save your brother.
Hearing his wife calling the Druid at the top of the mountain gave a deep sigh, Yullian. I know what you did. After all, we have a lot in common. We are brothers.
Fario blew the storm horn, and waves of floods formed by the green elves rushed to Akmundi, and Yullian was separated from his huge demon a few seconds before he rushed to the target.
Brother, what is this? Don’t you want me to die more? Yullian roared angrily in the past.
The huge explosion, the green light is blinding, and the powerful impulse demon lost his balance in the explosion and blew away several kilometers of things.
Fario knew that Yullian would not die in the explosion, and he was not the target of forest punishment.
The demon growled and cursed the world tree in a series of explosions, releasing its physical strength and mixing the last batch of green elf energy to tear Akmundi into cosmic dust.
When the explosion stopped, the mainland race opened their eyes and looked at the withered world tree at the same time. No one was excited to be alive, and no one called them to win. It was too costly to win, and it was more sad to die after a short joy.
The mainland race will live strong, no matter how difficult the back road will be. Medivh is watching the final brilliant explosion from another mountain far from the holy mountain, watching the unsuccessful war.
Lucy quietly pulled Crossa back in this gloomy atmosphere.
An old friend of the orcs allows me to call you that. I, a reluctant mage, blushed and shyly dragged the orc’s long robe. Inkrosa’s light armor was torn in the battle. She lost her courage and perseverance in the battlefield just now, showing the mage’s calm and low-key wisdom. The orc gave the mage a gentle smile.
Come on, if I can do something, Lucy is relieved. She gently waved the staff and tried to minimize the magic to shine. She didn’t want to attract others’ attention.
A half-elf boy is now in front of Crossa.
You take care of this child. The genie is still blushing, but don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I was born out of wedlock or that the last half sentence was very weak because of shyness. Crossa smiled when she heard it.