My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

About half an hour later, Illidan and his team slowly walked to the city gate.

Levi looked from a distance and saw Illidan approaching the Moon Guards guarding the city and began to negotiate with them. At the beginning, the conversation between the two sides was relatively peaceful, but suddenly, the atmosphere changed, and Illidan's voice rose several decibels, questioning the Moon Guards harshly.

"Get out of the way!" Illidan's voice was full of unquestionable majesty.

He tried to push away the Moon Guard in front of him, his face full of anger: "Brettand! Don't you recognize me? I am Illidan Stormrage!"

The Moon Guard commander who was guarding the city, Breitand, sneered and replied: "How could I not know you, a member of the Stormrage family, the brother of the Archdruid Malfurion."

"But even you, Illidan, cannot bring prisoners into Ishalin at will. According to the rules, you must hand over the prisoners to us for disposal." Breitand's tone was firm and unyielding.

Illidan's forehead was bulging with veins, his body was tense, and his muscles were protruding like gnarled tree roots. He stared at Breitand with his eyes wide open, and shouted: "Don't compare me with my brother who worships druidism! I have no interest in those childish doctrines. Open your eyes and see clearly, I am Illidan Stormrage, not Malfurion!".

"Papa!" Illidan slapped his strong chest heavily, making a dull sound.

His whole body was covered with green fel magic patterns, like an awakened beast, full of power and wildness.

He stared at Breitand and said in a louder voice: "I have received the gift of Lord Sargeras, and now I am the superior of your 500. I have the right to carry my spoils into the city, let me go immediately!"

"I'm sorry, Illidan Stormrage," Breitand said with a sarcastic look, shaking his head, "The palace has issued a strict order that everyone else can carry spoils into the city, except you. I'm sorry I can't obey."

"You!" Illidan's eyes widened, and he was furious. He even had the urge to make a real play.

In fact, Illidan did not fail to capture prisoners in the past days.

But all along, facing the dual pressure of Queen Azshara and the Burning Legion, Illidan, who was hot-tempered and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, chose to compromise and hand over the prisoners in the face of such things.

Even though he knew that the only ending for those surrendered prisoners was "death".

However, Illidan is always Illidan. In his heart, Tyrande's safety is more important than anything else. This time, he can no longer choose to compromise.

So, this time, he will resist and fight for Tyrande, for the persistence and love in his heart.

Seeing that the negotiations have reached a deadlock, the fel magic pattern on the demon hunter Illidan's body began to flash a dazzling light, foreshadowing the coming storm.

"Give you a chanceIf you don't know how to cherish, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Illidan's voice revealed a strong threat.

Then, his whole body was surrounded by fel flames, like a blazing green fireball. The moon guards who blocked his way were ignited by the flames with screams and turned into ashes in an instant.

Illidan, who was free, took the opportunity to draw out two scimitars shaped like moon blades behind him. The blades turned pale green under the rendering of the fel power, emitting a chilling light.

Although his eyes were covered with black cloth, they lit up with a clear green light at this moment, like two burning ghost fires.

Illidan suppressed his inner anger and warned in a low and threatening voice: "If Queen Azshara asks, I will explain it to her personally. Now I say it again for the last time, get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Don't even think about it! ”

However, Breitand did not flinch. He took a few steps back with an ugly look on his face and hid in the protective circle of the Moon Guard. Then he raised his arms and ordered loudly: "Prepare for attack! Illidan wants to disobey the Queen's order. Take him and send him to the palace. If the target resists, he will be killed!"

As Breitand's order was issued, the Moon Guards quickly took a fighting stance and prepared to launch a siege on Illidan.

Illidan's patience was finally exhausted. He grinned, revealing his white teeth and a ferocious smile on his face. He growled: "You...you are courting death! "

Before he finished speaking, he rushed to the Moon Guard camp like a flash of lightning, the scimitar in his hand flashed a cold green light, pierced the air, and made a sharp explosion.

Under Levin's close watch, Illidan bravely faced the siege of dozens of Moon Guards and launched a thrilling battle.

The power of arcane and fel energy collided fiercely at the city gate, erupting with a deafening roar. The aftermath shook the city's defense barrier, triggering a series of continuous alarms, and the whole city seemed to tremble in this battle.

"It's now. "Levin murmured to himself, flapping his wings and flying towards Ishalin.

When passing by the city gate, Levin looked at the furious Illidan with complicated eyes.

It should be said that his purpose of joining Sargeras was indeed achieved.

As an old acquaintance, Levin could deeply feel that Illidan was no longer the same as before. As a demon hunter, he was more powerful than when he was a mage, and he still seemed to be at ease facing the attacks of dozens of moon guards. His figure shuttled quickly on the battlefield, like a ghost, making it difficult to grasp.

Although Illidan could not break through the Moon Guard's solid defense and enter the city for the time being, he did not show any signs of defeat.

He wielded the two blades of Azzinoth, and his movements were as smooth as flowing water, forcing the Moon Guard to shrink back and not dare to fight him in close combat. At the same time, he could also skillfully use various fel spells to cleverly block and suppress the enemy's long-range spell attacks.

Same originMoon Guard, Illidan knew these former colleagues well and their combat mode. He launched a series of swift and fierce attacks, forcing Breitand, who was in command, to be in a panic and overwhelmed.

It should be that in this fierce battle, Illidan fully demonstrated the extraordinary strength and outstanding tactical wisdom of the savior appointed by the Mother of Light Zera in the future.

While the battle at the city gate was in full swing, Levin flew into the city calmly.

When he crossed the barrier, he inevitably triggered the alarm, but in this chaotic moment, no one could accurately identify the alarm he triggered from the dense alarms.

Sin Aishalin, the city was originally named Eludis, and was renamed Aishalin by the people of the Dark Night Empire to pay tribute to their Queen Azshara.

As the capital of the Night Empire, this place is not only the center of politics and economy, but also a holy place for culture and arcane research, known as the "Glory of Azshara". Its prosperity far exceeds the city of Salazar that Levin had seen before.

Levin looked down at the city from the air. The magnificent buildings with the characteristics of the upper elves were scattered everywhere, and a wide canal flowed slowly around the city like a ribbon. Due to the undulating terrain of the city, a large number of canals of different heights were cleverly integrated into the urban design. Some sections of the canal even formed the spectacular scene of artificial waterfalls, with water pouring down and splashing like pearls falling on a jade plate.

And in the center of this city, lies the treasure of the Night Elves, the Well of Eternity, which supports the prosperity and development of the Night Elves.

The water in this well always exudes a charming magical light, as if it is a pearl that never goes out. The magnificent palace was built around it, and the two complemented each other, forming the most dazzling landmark of Xin Aishalin.

Flying in the air, Levin looked into the distance and was immediately attracted by the vast Well of Eternity in the distance.

Although he had seen this "well" once in his soul journey, at this moment, staring at this magnificent scene with his naked eyes and feeling the surging arcane energy with his body, Levin's heart was still excited.

"This doesn't look like a well, it's more like a small lake." Levin couldn't help muttering to himself.

However, unfortunately, this small lake, which is known as the pearl of the Dark Night Empire, is now almost completely controlled by demons.

When Levin flew to Xin Aishalin, he could clearly see that in the fel energy portal next to the Well of Eternity, a steady stream of demons were crossing the twisting void and pouring into the continent of Azeroth.

A large number of high-level elf wizards are surrounding the Well of Eternity, concentrating on casting spells, trying to expand the size of the portal so that more and more powerful demons can enter.

Their ultimate goal is to allow the fallen titan Sargeras to pass through this portal.

As they frantically extract the energy of the Well of Eternity, the originally calm lake surface is now turbulent, and the blue-purple lake water is also evil.Under the erosion of energy, it gradually turned green.

Not far from the upper elven wizard, a blue-skinned Eredar sat leisurely on a gorgeous chair. He watched the portal slowly expand with satisfaction, with a smug smile on his face.

"Could that be... Archimonde?"

Levin stared at the Eredar, whose body shape was no different from that of an ordinary night elf, and an inexplicable tension surged in his heart. After all, that was a demigod who was far more powerful than Voldemort.

He subconsciously slowed down his forward speed and finally landed slowly on the dome roof of a high-rise building.