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  Charlemagne stood there and sighed without any sense of tension, while Onyxia watched Malfurion who seemed to be in a daze in the distance.

   "Clang!"

Illidan's Azzinoth double blades quickly landed on Charlemagne's neck, but to the demon hunter's surprise, his attack not only failed to cut off the opponent's head, but was actually rebounded by a strange force return.

"This is!"

   Forced by the force of the rebound, Illidan staggered back a few steps, and Illidan's originally furious expression gradually calmed down. He saw some clues from Charlemagne's understated defense just now.

   "The power of the rules? No, the power of the rules can't easily block my divine weapon dual sabers, so... it's power. Have you broken through to a demigod?"

Charlemagne nodded casually, "If you want to fight me, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time. For the sake of Tyrande and Malfurion, I won't hit you hard, but it's also very difficult for you to break through me." defense."

   "You should calm down and think about it. I also have a wife. Why do I have to use some charm spell to seduce Thai milk... Tyrande."

   A noun that Charlemagne almost blurted out was interrupted by the high priest's sharp gaze, and he hurriedly changed the title to complete the sentence.

Malfurion understood the situation better than Illidan. When he came back to his senses, he glanced at the three worried sisters not far away, twitched his mouth slightly, and said mockingly, "Three wives? How many pairs do you want?" It's not impossible for you, is it?"

  Charlemagne frowned slightly. He felt that Malfurion's mental state was a bit abnormal. In the past, honest people would not be so sharp and satirical.

Tyrande, who had been a superficial lover and colleague with Malfurion for 10,000 years, also saw Malfurion's anomaly at this time, but she attributed it to the emotional trauma that caused the disorder, and did not Think more.

Charlemagne failed to grasp the flash of light in his mind for the time being. Under Illidan's double knives waving one after another, he continued to persuade while dodging, "How about I let Tyrande talk to you alone? It doesn't make any sense to go down."

  Tyrande resolutely shook his head and said, "There is no need to talk about it. I have already said what should be said. My life and my partner will be decided by myself, and others have no right to dictate."

   "Charlemagne, even you!"

   "Yes, the high priest is mighty, the high priest is rippling..."

   "No sincerity at all!"

Illidan saw that the two were still flirting when they were about to fight, and he suddenly became discouraged. He stopped the attack in his hands, and stared blankly at the coquettish Tyrande for a while. Then he let out a long sigh.

   "... Forget it, just like Tyrande said, she is free to choose who to be her partner, as long as she can be sure that she is not affected by the charm spell... I only hope that she can be happy."

  'Hello! You still want to take the lead with this standard spare tire speech? Think too much...'

  Making crazily in his heart, Charlemagne turned his head to look at another sufferer, Malfurion, and unexpectedly saw the hideous expression on this honest man's face flash away.

  Charlemagne's mind flashed like lightning, and he made a guess that he couldn't believe, "Could it be..."

  Seeing that the other party returned to normal, Charlemagne suppressed the thoughts in his heart for the time being, and could not startle the enemy yet.

  Because Illidan still had something to discuss with Charlemagne, and he wanted to see his beloved Tyrande more, he chose to stay after Malfurion teleported back to Darnassus.

   It happened that Charlemagne also wanted to ask several high-ranking night elves about something, so he summoned Shandris, Tyrande, and Illidan who happened to be sending the documents to his study alone.

   "Tyrande, I want to know, when did Malfurion become so aggressive?"

  The high priest saw the serious expression on Charlemagne's face, and knew that he must have discovered something, so he recalled it carefully.

   "I remember...it wasn't like this the last time I saw him, but this time he obviously made me feel something strange."

  Illidan frowned, "It was not my illusion, but Malfurion should have changed because of Tyrande's relationship? Do you think there is something wrong with him?"

  Charlemagne temporarily reached out to stop Illidan's words, and turned to look at the last person, "Santis, did this happen to Malfurion after he came out of the Emerald Dream?"

  General Sentinel lowered his head and thought for a while, then nodded and admitted, "Indeed, although I looked a little decadent before, I didn't have such an aggressive and strange attitude, that is, after I came out of the dream..."

  Tyrande's face changed, and he looked at Charlemagne in disbelief and asked, "Is it possible, do you think he was killed by N'Zoth..."

  Charlemagne let out a sigh of relief, folded his hands on his chin, and said solemnly, "Maybe it wasn't N'Zoth, the three ancient gods all infiltrated the Emerald Dream through the Saronite vein."

   "C'Thun is dead, and N'Zoth's whispers cannot tempt a pious archdruid to fall in a short time. After all, the Emerald Dream is still under Ysera's control."

   "That is to say..."

   Tyrande bit his lower lip and said the name "Yogg-Saron!"

"That's right, he is the most suspect. Yogg-Saron is known as the Demon of Thousand Throats. His whispering ability is the strongest among all the ancient gods. Even the Titan Guardian can't stop his corruption. Don't talk about being depressed, Malfurion can take advantage of the opportunity."

  Illidan's face tightened. Although his relationship with his brother was not harmonious, they were blood relatives after all. Knowing that Malfurion might be tempted and depraved, he felt very uncomfortable.

   "Is there a way to save him?"

  Charlemagne pondered for a moment before replying, "Hopefully, Malfurion has been corrupted for a short time. As long as Yogg-Saron is killed, he should be able to turn back."

   "But we must keep him out of the Emerald Dream first, lest he sink deeper and deeper into the whispers of the Old Gods."

  The ancient gods can directly invade the Emerald Dream through several World Trees that are in contact with the Saronite veins, but they are more likely to be bewitched in the dream. The most urgent task is to completely control Malfurion in the material world.

Illidan stood up and pulled out the Double Blades of Azzinoth, and said in a somewhat complicated tone, "Leave it to me, at least he hasn't become suspicious of me yet, I can use the Tyrande incident as an excuse to get close to him, and take the opportunity Malfurion take hold."

  Charlemagne said solemnly, "Then please, I will also go to Wyrmrest Temple immediately and notify Ms. Ysera to cut off Malfurion's authority to connect to the dream."

"in addition…"

  Charlemagne looked at Illidan calmly, "You must have other purposes for coming to me this time, right?"