Chapter 462: Horned male eredar?

Chapter 462 A male eredar with horns?

Watching Queen Azshara's maids and heartfelt guards withdraw into the portal in an orderly manner, Charlemagne breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt something was wrong.

‘Will it really be so easy to evacuate? What is this ominous premonition? '

This kind of premonition may be more of an illusion for ordinary people, but Charlemagne, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, is different. His intuition is extremely sharp, and he feels this bad premonition on the eve of his success... I am afraid it is not a good thing .

At this time, Azshara also put on a blue-purple off-the-shoulder robe and walked out of her bedroom. When Charlemagne stepped forward to salute, she waved first and said, "No need to be too polite, how about the evacuation work?"

"It went well, but..."

"It feels like something is wrong, doesn't it?"

"Forehead…"

Charlemagne looked up and saw the dignified expression on Queen Azshara's face, and his hunch became more and more affirmed, "Indeed, could it be His Majesty too?"

Azshara looked worriedly at the growing portal in the distance, and nodded slightly, "Well, be vigilant, I think Sargeras has probably discovered my recent anomaly..."

"Hehe, I really deserve to be the third commander appointed by Sargeras himself. It's a pity... I thought I could become a colleague with you in the future, but now it seems that I have no chance."

The sudden applause and elegant words surprised Charlemagne and Azshara at the same time, and their eyes turned to a red-skinned eredar demon with a playful smile not far away.

Azshara stepped forward with a majestic expression and asked, "Who are you? Why do you call Sargeras by your first name? Why don't you join the frontline battlefield and come to my palace?"

The eredar bowed gracefully and said, "It's really rude, I am the special envoy sent by Sargeras to confirm the situation of Queen Azshara, but now it seems that it is indeed as he expected, Her Majesty seems to want to betray and burn The covenant of the Legion."

At this time, the hairs all over Charlemagne's body stood on end. He was not too sure just now, but the conspicuous fel energy scar on the other's right eye and the twisted horns on his head suddenly reminded him of what he heard from his friends before time travel. a joke.

"It must be a woman! Have you seen any male eredar with horns? The draenei and eredar with horns are both female. You can tell by comparing Yrel and Maraad."

"That's right, otherwise why would he be chasing Velen for tens of thousands of years like a resentful woman?"

Charlemagne came back to his senses, fixed his eyes on the black horns on the opponent's head, and murmured, "Kil...Jadan?"

"oh?"

The Eredar, whom Charlemagne called Kil'jaeden, turned his head and looked at him in surprise, "I didn't expect someone on this indigenous planet to know me, elf, where did you hear my name?"

After hearing Charlemagne's words, Azshara raised her vigilance to the highest level. Her valet had already told her about the three giants of the Burning Legion.

Sargeras, the fallen titan who led the Burning Legion, Archimonde the Defiler, leader of the eredar seduced by Sargeras, and... Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.

When Charlemagne heard Kil'jaeden's question, he had already instinctively activated the magic circuits in his whole body. He carefully looked at the normal-sized Eredar in front of him and replied, "Of course it was from the mouth of the devil. They all There are nothing more than those three names on the lips of the sky."

Kil'jaeden smiled lowly when he heard the words, "Hmph! Yes, no matter what, Azshara is going to rebel, so I, the special envoy, must fulfill my duties."

"Boom!"

With the eruption of the fel flames on his body, Kil'jaeden's body became significantly larger. Although it was far from the sky-high height of Archimonde in the distance, it had already reached three meters It is a combat form that Kil'jaeden is more accustomed to.

Kil'jaeden held a ball of fel flames in his hands, and showed a slightly ferocious smile, "Come on, let me see how powerful Queen Azshara, who should be my future colleague, has."

Azshara took out a staff from the magic backpack with a solemn expression, and a statue of Azshara with wings spread was engraved on the head of the staff that emitted powerful arcane waves.

Charlemagne knew this staff. During the half a year or so he served Azshara, the queen only took it out once. It was her own sacred staff. It was called "Azshara, the Staff of the Guardian of the Stars." .

It turns out that there is no such staff Charlemagne in history, but since the queen took out the staff at the bottom of the box, it is obvious that she intends to do her best.

Azshara stared at Kil'jaeden and said at the same time, "Ziran, you leave first, this battle is not something you can intervene in, you still have your own tasks to complete, right?"

"But…"

"Go! I'll try to hold him back!"

"Tsk..."

Charlemagne clenched his fist unwillingly, and he once again felt his own powerlessness. Although Kil'jaeden is not as good as Archimonde who has already stepped into the true **** in terms of power control, he is still a half-hearted man. A god-level powerhouse.

Although Azshara can display the combat effectiveness of the peak demigod with the support of the Well of Eternity, it relies on external forces after all.

Against opponents who are lower than his level, he can cover up this weakness through quick battles, but Kil'jaeden... After a long time, the queen's defeat is almost a certainty.

Kil'jaeden laughed jokingly at this time, "Hehe, elf, why don't you just stay and try, maybe you can help Azshara."

Charlemagne twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and showed a forced smile, "I can't believe what the fraudster said. I'm afraid you want me to stay and drag the Queen back."

"Your Majesty, I will leave first. Please be careful and save your own life."

After speaking, Charlemagne directly launched a series of flashes to stay away from the battlefield of the two, and then a vector burst out from under his feet and rushed towards the side of the Well of Eternity at an extremely fast speed.

'Damn it! Malfurion never mentioned why Kil'jaeden appeared in the War of the Ancients! Is it the butterfly effect? Now I can only rely on Queen Azshara to temporarily stop him, otherwise once he joins the frontal battlefield, I am afraid the whole situation will collapse completely! '

The moment Charlemagne left, Kil'jaeden sent out a series of fel energy fireballs to chase him, but they were all intercepted by Queen Azshara's arcane missiles, and the two spellcasters launched fierce spells at the wheat awn war.

Charlemagne has been unable to turn back, as Azshara said, he has more important things to do, as long as the portal can be closed when Sargeras officially enters Azeroth according to history, these demons will be killed Suck back into the portal.

"Now is the time to race, let's see who can take the lead in this competition!"