Crossing the World of Warcraft: I am an Ancient God

With a "bang", a figure jumped out from the portal. It was definitely an enemy. Illidan didn't care about anything else and just raised his two swords to kill the opponent.

Illidan was seen holding the blades in both hands, dancing quickly, launching a fierce attack towards the figure, but the opponent simply swung the axe in his hand, easily blocking all of Illidan's attacks, and even had the strength to fight back a few times.

This surprised Illidan very much. You know, he was famous for his agility, while the orcs were known for their strength. But now he found that his agility advantage, which he was proud of, was easily caught up by an orc. How could he not be shocked?

However, this situation instead inspired Illidan's fighting spirit. He once again injected fel energy into the double swords. The originally dim double blades instantly emitted a strange green light. At the same time, a raging fel fire ignited on his body. He turned into a burning demon and charged at the orc again.

This time, Illidan's speed was obviously much faster. He swung his double blades and stabbed the orcs like a violent storm. However, despite Illidan's fierce attack, the orcs were still able to handle it with ease. It easily resisted Illidan's attack and launched a counterattack from time to time, making Illidan more and more angry.

"Who are you? What race are you? Why are you with these despicable humans?" The orc suddenly took a step back and spoke.

Illidan was stunned. He had never expected the orcs to speak. Moreover, the orcs seemed to regard them as enemies, which made Illidan very confused. He turned to Sindiyalai helplessly, hoping to get some explanation.

"Are you in cahoots with this human?" The orc saw Illidan turning around to look at Cynthia, and it was obvious that he was filled with deep hostility towards Cynthia.

"Whether they are in the same group or not has nothing to do with you, who are you? Why did you come out of the portal?" Illidan frowned and asked impatiently. He was very wary of this orc who suddenly appeared.

However, the orc was not angry or furious because of Illidan's questioning, but seemed unusually calm. He held the weapon tightly in his hand, as if ready to deal with a possible battle at any time, but he resisted the urge in his heart and did not act immediately.

"My name is Nazgrim," the orc said slowly, his voice low and powerful. "I lived a peaceful life at home before, but then a group of humans came and captured me, and performed many terrible experiments on me. Since then, I have been imprisoned here by them, until I appeared in this place just now without knowing why."

After listening to Nazgrim's story, Illidan relaxed a little. He realized that this orc might not be an enemy, but a victim who was also suffering. Moreover, with Nazgrim's strength, there was no need for him to lie in this situation. So, Illidan let down his guard a little.

"Since we have no conflict, I think we can come and talk." Illidan said. Although Illidan knew that the next portal would not be opened unless he was eliminated, and it would be difficult to get out of here if all the portals were not opened, the three of them had consumed a lot of energy, and the longer they could rest, the better their chances of winning.

Nazgrim looked around sharply, with a hint of vigilance and confusion in his tone: "Where exactly is this place? Did you bring me here?"

Illidan shrugged and responded calmly: "To be honest, I don't know the details. You came here through that portal, and I emerged from this black vortex." As he spoke, he pointed to the portal that was still flashing with light, and at the same time gestured to the black vortex above Sintiale.

At this time, Nazgrim began to observe Sindyalai and Witt carefully, especially the flashing portal and the black-robed man hiding in the corner. He frowned slightly, and his tone was full of doubt: "Could it be that... he wants us to fight each other and then sit down and watch?"

Illidan couldn't help but feel speechless. These orcs seemed to have been accustomed to associating everything with the arena, and even thought of that place at every turn. He couldn't help but sigh secretly: "You overestimate them, given their strength. Have you guys been locked up for too long and your brains have become confused?" Illidan shook his head and continued to explain: "And you are just one of the many portals." As he said, he pointed to the portal again.

After hearing this, Nazgrim showed a trace of doubt on his face and asked, "Hmm? Are you really that powerful?" This sentence really made Illidan very angry. He widened his eyes and thought, "What do you mean by so powerful? Although you are not weak, you are just that."

Illidan took a deep breath, trying to calm the anger burning in his heart. He narrowed his eyes, stared at Nazgrim sharply, and said in a low and firm voice: "Well, since you doubt my strength so much, let's have a competition! Let's see who is the real strong one!"

After saying this, Illidan quickly assumed a fighting stance, holding his weapon tightly in both hands, his whole body emitting a strong fighting spirit. His eyes were full of determination and provocation, waiting for Nazgrim's response.

However, Nazgrim seemed very calm. He swung the axe in his hand easily, and he didn't seem to care about the upcoming battle. He smiled and said, "Hey, don't be so nervous. This is a trap set specifically for you. How could I dare to act so easily if I didn't have a certain understanding of your strength? But I don't plan to kill you here. After all, there are so many portals waiting for us to explore. Judging from your appearance just now, you must have experienced a hard battle, right? Why not take this opportunity to have a good rest and recover your strength and energy."

After hearing what Nazgrim said, Illidan frowned, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes. He originally thought that the other party would accept the challenge without hesitation, but he did not expect Nazgrim to be so calm and composed, which surprised him a little. Illidan muttered to himself: "Who is this guy? Is it really like he said, just to test my strength?"

Nazgrim smiled and said, "You are smarter than I thought. In fact, I just want to know how strong you are. After all, we are fighting for our own goals." Illidan nodded to show his understanding. Then, Nazgrim continued, "I can still understand these basic analyses. You are being plotted against, and I want to return to my hometown. Our goals are not conflicting, so we can still cooperate for the time being, even though you are humans." After saying this, Nazgrim's eyes flashed with a hint of determination.

"Very good, I like to work with smart people. Do you have any plans?" Illidan asked.

"Not yet, I need to study it." Nazgrim said as he walked towards the man in black robe.

"Can we trust him?" Illidan returned to Sindiale and Witt and said with some concern.

"No." Sintiale said firmly.

"Huh? So sure?" Witt was also very curious why Sindialei could say it so confidently.

"This is the trap they set for Yun. All the monsters here not only have special abilities, but also must be able to attack Yun. If there is someone mixed in there who can negotiate with us, do you think it's normal?" Sindiale said.

"That proves that even if this Nazgrim wants to cooperate with us, the other party must have a way to control him, or at least a way to make him attack frantically." Witt also said.

"What should we do then?" Illidan asked with a frown.

"It's okay. We can observe his actions first to see if he is really trustworthy. At the same time, we must also be prepared to deal with emergencies." Sintiale said calmly.

"Since it is unreliable, can we only wait for recovery?" Illidan asked with a frown. He knew that the consumption in the battle was huge and it was impossible to fully recover in a short time.

Sintiale replied: "Our consumption is indeed quite large, and it will take time to recover. I think the best strategy is to wait for more people to arrive. After all, they are all monsters, and who among us can be called a normal person? There are fewer people at the moment, but as follow-up personnel arrive, no matter what happens ahead, we will no longer panic."

Illidan couldn't help but sigh: "Where on earth did these guys find so many monsters?" Although he had fought against the Burning Legion many times, Illidan had a deep understanding of them. When the Burning Legion destroyed other planets, they would always leave behind some local specialties, including various strange creatures. However, even Illidan, who was well-informed, was shocked when he heard Sindiyalai describe the scene ahead, because those monsters were so perverted.

While things were recovering here, Nazgrim and the man in black robe had finished their talk.

"How is it? Did you gain anything?" Illidan asked impatiently.

"No, this guy knows very little." Nazgrim shook his head helplessly.

"Then why did you talk to him for so long!" Illidan couldn't help but complain.

Nazgrim glared at Illidan with obvious anger, but ultimately did nothing.

"What are your plans?" Nazgrim asked.

"No, we are being tricked. We can only wait for the other party to make a move." Illidan said perfunctorily.

"I just checked. This is not a physical space. It's like we are trapped in a special container. I think we can try to use powerful energy to break this container." Nazgrim said.

"Burst? What are you thinking? In every battle just now, there were countless energies running around. The energy that can be accommodated must be huge, otherwise it would not be possible to exist as a battlefield of this level. Burst it? Isn't that a bit too fantastical?" Illidan said jokingly.

"It's okay, you guys take a rest, I'll go try it." Nazgrim walked to a place where there were obviously many runes, and without saying a word, he swung his axe.

It should be intact, but Nazgrim's axe sank halfway into the wall. Illidan was a little surprised. Is the wall so weak? If he had known this, he would have dug a hole to get out.

Before Illidan could think more, a black aura floated over from the damaged area, and Nazgrim hurriedly dropped his axe to avoid it.

Everyone thought that this was a normal defensive measure of the seal, but the black gas kept chasing Nazgrim. The more this happened, the more Nazgrim felt something was wrong, and he hurried to dodge, but the black gas kept approaching Nazgrim quickly.

Illidan found the right opportunity and used the double blades with fel energy to cut the black gas directly, breaking the black gas into two pieces. The fel energy could still attach to the broken parts. Illidan always felt that this was not a black gas, but a kind of life.

Before he could even start thinking about it, the evil energy on the black gas actually turned black little by little, and then directly merged into the black gas. The black gas became much larger and chased after Nazgrim again.

It was fine before, but now the black gas has turned into two. They are chasing Nazgrim at a very fast speed. After turning into two, it is obviously more difficult for Nazgrim to hide. He can't help but look at Illidan angrily.

Illidan was also a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that this black energy would be so difficult to deal with.

Witt also found the right opportunity and hit the black gas again with an ice arrow and a fireball. Sure enough, the black gas was broken into two again, but then the black gas absorbed the energy of the ice and fireball, and the two turned into four black gas and continued to chase Nazgrim.

The four fast-moving black auras made Nazgrim a little overwhelmed, and he couldn't help but look at Witt angrily again.

Witt did not feel guilty, but was full of worries. This black gas could obviously absorb all kinds of energy to strengthen itself. Now it was chasing Nazgrim. If it was chasing him, he would definitely not be able to escape because his agility was not as high as Nazgrim's. But what was this thing?

After hiding for a long time, Nazgrim was finally caught up by a ball of black air, which went straight into his body.

Nazgrim was stunned, and the other three balls of black energy also entered Nazgrim's body.

Illidan instantly drew his weapon and prepared for defense.

"Huh, nothing happened." Nazgrim said strangely.

"Are you sure?" Illidan asked beside him.

"Yeah, there's no impact. There's no change in energy, no change in the body, and there's nothing wrong mentally." Nazgrim said.

"Stay away." Illidan stared at Nazgrim and said.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you always so repulsive to me?" Nazgrim finally exploded.

"You are indeed strange. It is normal for me to be on guard against you," Illidan said.

"Guard against? Can you...really defend against it?" Nazgrim's expression suddenly became very ferocious, and then a sound that was obviously unheard of came from somewhere in his body.