It took 30 minutes for the earth spirits to build two walls, like two arc-shaped shields, blocking the land between the Crocoon Plains and the Crocoun Mountains, and at the moment when these two walls were erected, the demon elite legions transferred from the Antolan Wasteland had also appeared in front of the plains.

Crazy imps jumped and shouted in front of the demon army, which were as many as flames from hell, and the tall demon guards, who were lined up like a flowing dark green tide, almost drowning everything in front of them, and as the legion advanced, there were the tall elite destroyers who carried the giant siege weapons created by the Gangar demons, the slender Shiva demons, and the eyed demons that floated in the sky.

The dark, dark storm of the Void Demons, as well as the hordes of ugly hellhounds that prey on everything, as well as the tall dog tamers, and most importantly, in this demon alliance, the Eredar demons who have always served as commanders, these outrageous high-level demons with strong bodies and superb intelligence, and strong magical talents, are also mixed in this terrifying army like demon soldiers.

The overwhelming demon bats screamed and swooped down from the dark and chaotic sky, standing on the first wall, Calvincent felt dizzy even if he looked at it, and in the distance, the mountain-like Abyss Lord, and the Dreadlord who bombarded everything from the sky with summoning flamemeteors, those Doomsday Lords with cataclysmic blades, almost all the demons they knew or didn't know, were in this most powerful demon alliance of Argus.

They serve only one purpose... It's about destroying everything in sight!

They swooped down on the walls erected by the advance army, Kil'Gardan's orders roaring in the minds of each of the demons, the cunning archdemon already furious at Viren's return.

The only good news is that the Burning Legion's starships can't enter the skies of the defensive zone, and Valagar stands in the sky of Crowkun, a whole city, bigger than a starship, and most importantly, Odin and Dick stand on top of it, and any starship that tries to get close will be ruthlessly pierced by the demigods.

But even if Dick and Odin join forces, they can't destroy the dense starships in the sky, and it is not easy for them to maintain this kind of deterrence, and the mechanical gnomes from Ulduar are setting up anti-aircraft artillery at the fastest speed, with dense barrages, to stop the approach of the small starships of the Burning Legion.

Combat starships cannot be launched on the ground, especially the ground like the Argus World, which is already on the verge of destruction, which will cause the crust to collapse, so the demons can only use small attack ships while attacking on the ground, and these attack ships cannot resist the artillery fire from Azeroth, so the sky here is the only thing that belongs to the advance army, and it is also their only advantage.

The only good news!

Kil'Gardan, the ruler of Argus, thinks that Viren should be like a shameful fugitive, waiting in fear for his pursuit, tossing and turning every day, experiencing his betrayal of him, Kil'Gardan's dream scene should be that Viren kneels on the ground and begs for his forgiveness, and he will cruelly refuse him, and then kill him, treating his soul as the most memorable collection of this expedition!

Instead of descending on his world with the fanatics of Azeroth as they are now, and showing off their might to him like a counterattacker!

No, it shouldn't be like this!

Sargeras gave him supreme power!

Anyone, as long as there is a soul, as long as there is an emotion, there will be a weakness, Kilgardan is no exception, Viren is his weakness, as long as anything related to Viren, he will be eliminated in the most cruel way.

Like Rakish, like Draenau... And all this is not because of his desire for destruction for Viren, but from the feeling in his heart that he thinks Viren has betrayed him!

In the years when the world of Argus went from the beginning to the top, there was probably no one who would have been so close to Kilgardan and Viren, who had grown up together, entered the Argus Awakener Academy, graduated together, entered the management class together, and finally became the rulers of Argus, they were like shining sons of one and two.

Without the appearance of Sargeras, their friendship and contribution to Argus would undoubtedly have become the most touching and adorable existence in the entire history of Argus, but alas... Sargeras tore it all apart.

The original Glory Bearer chosen by Sargeras was Viren, because Viren had the infinite love of the Holy Light, and even his good friend Kil'Gardan was silently jealous, he was undoubtedly the greatest genius on the planet since the entire Argus had the Holy Light, and the spiritual link supported by Viren even enveloped the entire planet of Argus, connecting everyone.

It was the most haunting miracle of the Age of the Sun, but in the face of Sargeras's temptation, Viren chose to refuse, so Sargeras set his sights on the Great Awakened Sachir who was only below Viren and Kilgardan, that is, Akmund's mentor.

Sákhir accepted the power of darkness, but he was eventually betrayed by his disciple Akmund, who cut off the head of his mentor and uncovered his mad plots, and eventually, with this feat, Ackmund also entered the Council of Archons, but Sargeras did not fail, because he had already seen the infinite thirst for power in Akmund's heart.

He almost effortlessly pocketed Akmund's loyalty, and then Kil'Gardan, the best sage man in the world of Argus, Kil'Gardan should have resisted this temptation, but the dark side of his heart was noticed and magnified by Sargeras.

The jealousy of his best friend's talent eventually became the only reason Kil'Gardan fell into darkness... But at that moment, he didn't forget to share the power he had gained with his best friend, but unfortunately Viren knew what it was, the dark green furious, terrible magical energy, he knew what it was.

So the spirits of the entire Argus gathered on the day of the summer solstice, and at the moment when Sargeras came to the world of Argus under the leadership of Kilgardan, Viren took the Eredans who were unwilling to abandon the Light... In order to prevent this from happening, Kilgardan even detained Viren's son and his wife in advance.

Like he said, he was just trying to give Viren an excuse to stay, but alas, Viren is gone!

This is betrayal!

For Kilgardan, Viren betrayed their friendship of tens of thousands of years, the kind of relationship that was closer and more trustworthy than brothers, betrayed by him!

That's why Kil'Gardan can't stand Viren's existence... In this sense, Kil'Gardan is actually a poor man, he has been dominated by this demon for tens of thousands of years, and even when he joined the burning expedition, in a sense, it was not to destroy everything.

Unlike the ambitious polluter Akmund, the fraudster Kilgardan has a simple purpose, he has only one goal!

That's... Viren!

Driven by this hatred that has lasted for tens of thousands of years, Kil'Gardan has almost completely given up his secret about Sargeras, the guardian of the Burning Throne of Antorus at this moment, and he only wants to take out Viren, that's all!

"You shouldn't do that!"

A low, just listening to the sound, you can think of the sound of some kind of burning fire sounded in the deepest part of Antorus, that voice was neither sad nor joyful, but there was some special power hidden in it, and when this voice sounded, the whole world of Argus seemed to tremble.

It was a burning dark green flame, hotter than the flames, deeper than the evil energy, and the sound came from the flames, and beyond the flames, a dark red Ereda with huge demonic batwings stood there, looking out the window, a dead world.

His crimson skin was covered with black bone spurs, and as his face twitched, he revealed his hideous, interlaced teeth, his eyes that burned like flames, the top of his head was covered in cracks and a pair of black horns twisted to the back of his head, and a trace of pale hair.

A green sign of evil energy hovered on his forehead, like Viren's Holy Seal and Dick's Holy Sign, and the four tentacles under his chin were bound with metal rings of dancing flame words, and on his cheeks, there was a dark green liquid surging from them... Evil powers.

He wears cumbersome and sinister dark green armor, and hangs a demonic skull chained to his chest.

Kil' Gardan, his eyes looking in the direction of Crocoun, seemed to have traveled a long distance, and saw the guy standing above the golden city, dressed in white sacrificial robes, holding a staff of salvation in one hand and a black jeweled rosary in the other.

"The day I accepted your evil fire, I had already seen my destined fate..."

Kilgardan whispered in response to the deep will, his voice hoarse, like the friction between metals, but there was also a touch of it that could not be ignored... Anger, after being deceived, anger.

"I thought the purpose of my existence was this grand expedition to the end of creation, that I could destroy everything, that I could catch that damn thing... But..."

He turned, his eyes squinting, looking at the beating, burning dark green flame, even as a word squeezed out from between his teeth,

"But... That's just an illusion you made me see!"

The voice was silent for a moment, and then responded in a voice that was neither sad nor joyless,

"Our expedition, the burning expedition... It will be victorious!"

This sentence seems to be admonishing Kiljadan, but it is more like an elaboration of his self-concept, full of a proud confidence that the world is in his hands, but the anger in Kil'Gardan's heart has made him unwilling to wait any longer.

He roared at the flames,

"Everything we do, it comes from your instructions... But all we get is failure! shameful, humiliating, unacceptable... Failure!"

In the face of Kil'Gardan's anger, the voice seemed to fluctuate a little, but it was not a counterattack of questioning, but a faint mockery,

"Perhaps, you haven't seen our fate yet, maybe... Did I overestimate your determination?"

"Bang!"

Kil'Gardan's fists slammed on the table, he pointed to the dead world outside the window, and he roared out everything in his heart at this moment,

"For the sake of your so-called fate, I sacrificed... I sacrificed my world! I sacrificed everything! but... I can't see it! I've had enough... I'm fed up with failure!"

The Great Demon stretched out his hand and grabbed and extinguished the burning dark green flame, he took a deep breath, letting out the anger burning in his body as if it were substance, he looked at the meaningless scenery outside the window, he whispered, muttered to himself,

"It's time to... My legions, my soldiers... Go get it done! Let it... Let them, burn!"

The moment the archdemon's words landed, the demons displayed beyond the walls of Crocoon howled, waving their weapons, and they felt the deepest anger from the archdemon, and they began to charge, like irresistible flames, frost, or whatever.

Unstoppable!

But also at this moment, Freya's voice sounded in Dick's ears,

"Administrator, we've found it! The Creator's Chamber is... It's in the starry sky beyond Argus! There's a force imprisoning it!Come! Demons, demons are attacking the secret room! I've heard Iona-sama's plea, come!"