A big war is about to begin.

This is well known to both the legions stationed at the borders of the Draenor world and the demonic spies who are quietly hiding in the void to observe the Draenor world.

The information provided by the Ethereals was accurate, and after the Illidare's Vanguard had traveled nearly 50,000 light-years in two days on the Mallet of Evil Powers, which had been modified from start to finish, they saw the ecological planet that had been completely shrouded in dark green.

It was a planet whose name the Azeroth civilization didn't even know, and the civilization on it was also very low-level, very similar to the world of Azeroth, but the most powerful creature in it was nothing more than an adult dragon, well, a lot like the black dragon of Azeroth.

It is worth mentioning that this world is probably the closest planet with civilization to the Broken World of Draenor.

The demons easily conquered this lackluster world, but instead of killing on a large scale, they drove the natives who survived the demon war to build super-large world portals for them, similar to the Dark Portal, and built as many as 4 at once.

The Vanguard Commander in charge of the investigation is one of Illidan's most trusted right-hand men, the Night Elf Demon Hunter Master Oritus, this guy always faces everything with an ascetic attitude, and firmly believes that his penance will save more people, so he is called "The Sufferer", a warrior who absolutely carries out orders, and an excellent recluse.

He personally explored this unknown world for 3 days and brought back absolutely precious first-hand information.

Now, this information is placed in front of Dick and Illidan, and if they allow it, it will be on the desks of the rulers of all sizes in the world of Azeroth and Draenor within a day.

"Good fellows... 20 Devil, Kil'Gardan really looks up to us. ”

Dick flipped to the last page of the thick data, carefully read the jaw-dropping data, and placed the book in his hand on the table, he seemed a little dizzy, but Illidan knew that his partner was definitely not a person who would be timid because of the strength of his opponent.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound, as if he were thinking, as if he were some kind of pastime.

"I've also seen Malones, Tikdisio, and Tsk, what an unforgettable group of old friends, and it's a real headache for these demons to not die outside of the Twisted Void. ”

The paladin bared his teeth, but then relaxed again,

"It's good that the Night's Watch's Soul Forge has been built, and the demon's souls can be put into it, right?"

"You shouldn't ask me that. ”

Illidan was now in the form of a Night Elf, and he sat in a chair, his red striped eyes looking in a certain direction, and although he couldn't see it, he knew that Auritus had brought back a captive from that world, supposedly a prince of the kingdom, who sounded like a big man.

The guy was in a house not far from them and was receiving, well, "purification".

In fact, if it weren't for Dick's timely reminder, Illidan probably wouldn't have considered this problem at all, not all things from other worlds are good, and some viruses that have never appeared in Azeroth and Draenor are likely to cause a plague that is difficult to contain.

This is not a good sign for the current war that will start, for this reason, Oritus and the Evil Hammer are also undergoing stricter "purification" in the main body of Char Star Harbor, where the main body has been completed, and all purification spells from mages, shamans, priests, druids, paladins, etc. will pass through them, and finally ensure that there is no "danger" in the slightest.

At least at this time, Dick and Illidan should be glad that Azeroth is a world of many professional civilizations, and that even the most stubborn viruses will be wiped out if such a different system of processes is followed.

"I don't think our time should be wasted on that prince. ”

Illidan waved his ten fingers and said with some nonchalance, "Wouldn't it be more useful to cut down a dozen demons with all this time?, their world has not survived even a month under the attack of the vanguard of the Burning Legion, and I think that even if I send out the Graytongue Death Oath, it will be enough to destroy their civilization." ”

The King of the Outlands let out a cold snort of disdain,

"Waste-like existence!

Dick did not answer immediately, though he agreed with Illidan, but as a man of two lives, he always had a different opinion on these matters, and a little different from Illidan's, he did not consider the enslaved world useless.

The paladin closed his eyes slightly, he groaned for a moment, and spoke,

"No, Illidan, my friend, they are useful... And very useful!"

"But I don't see any value, all the armies of their world combined, can't defeat a demon vanguard, it's just..."

The Demon Hunter tried to come up with an adjective worse than trash, but he had also been a magician in the Ancient Cadore Empire, and foul language was not his specialty, and although it looked wild, in reality, Illidan had more ink in his stomach than most mortals.

"The scum of less than five goblins in combat power?"

Dick chuckled, a hint of exhaustion on his face, there had been a lot of going on in the last few days, especially in the negotiations to persuade the creators of the Origin Forge to open up some of the Titan energy to him, and there was no progress until yesterday, although the funding received was small, but it meant that Ulduar and the Narak Brake could be back to work.

Elune is still in the recovery period of the Star Spirit, and it is not a good thing to draw too much energy from her body, but fortunately, before the Titans left Azeroth, they stored a huge amount of Titan energy in the Origin Forge to reshape the world and the ecosystem, and now that the Old Gods are dead, these energies are no longer needed.

Dick's brilliant description made Illidan grin, but then the King of the Outlands reverted to his indifferent stance, rubbing his chin with his fingers, and "looking" at his partner, knowing that Dick's every word was not a casual remark, and that the Paladin was also a brilliant strategist, and that there was no precedent for defeat in the battles he initiated and commanded, at least so far.

"Tell me, then, my friend Dick, what's the point of these guys who can't even compare to five goblins?"

"We're going to face 20 demons, Illidan. ”

Dick took off the silver diamond-encrusted ring he had recently obtained, and as he played with it, he said, "And this is only the vanguard of Kil'Gardan, you said that the Burning Legion is so vast that even with the thinking of mage apprentices, a demon for a soldier, these pioneers alone are enough to completely defeat us." ”

"Azeroth and Draenor, two worlds bound together, are definitely no match for them... We need allies!The existence of the Ethereal Spirit reveals to us the multiplicity of civilizations in the infinite universe, we don't need to fight alone, those civilizations threatened by the Burning Legion are our natural allies. ”

Dick knocked on the table, he saw the disapproving look on Illidan's face, of course he knew the Demon Hunter's thoughts, in Illidan's mind, allies were always synonymous with weakness and betrayal, so Dick thought for a moment and changed to a tougher word.

"In this protracted war, we need more subordinates... We need more soldiers... We need more cannon fodder. ”

This explanation brought Illidan's expression to life with a speed visible to the naked eye, he stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, Dick's answer made him very satisfied, as a guy who came out of blood and fire and came to the present, the allies were far less cordial than the soldiers, and the alliance was far less convincing than the cannon fodder.

"It is a matter of course that the strong give protection to the weak, and the weak give loyalty to the strong..."

The King of the Outlands took a deep breath, he waved his hand, and the figures in the darkness flickered, but neither Dick nor Illidan cared about the existence of these shadows hiding in the darkness, they were loyal and could be trusted.

"Ask the 'prince' for me and Mister Dick if he is willing to give him and his people, and everything in his world, to Azeroth?"

A moment later, Alaili, the Soul Eater with a purple scythe, brought the down-and-out prince's answer,

"As long as he can save his world from the clutches of demons, he is willing!"

"Look, we're actually doing good deeds like "demon liberators," aren't we? The more brutal they are, the more merciful we become. ”

Dick stood up and took the ring back to his finger, he had been delayed in the Outlands for too long, he needed to go back to Ulduar to reorganize his armament, mortals are always weak against demons, so Azeroth needed more powerful weapons, Dick also wanted mortal soldiers to have the ability to confront demons head-on, fortunately, Mr. Mimiron was extremely proficient in this area.

Illidan and Dick embraced, and as a rite of separation, Dick whispered in the Demon Hunter's ear,

"The world of Draenor is actually more suitable for exiles than the world that has been destroyed by demons, and it is also more suitable for them to become warriors, don't you think?"

The King of the Outlands nodded,

"You have a point, my friend, and I'll think about it. ”

Dick left, taking the document with him, while Illidan continued to sit in the halls of the Dark Temple, and after ten minutes, he summoned the demon hunter on duty,

"Weave that prince into... Hell, I want him to be part of any legion or warband, I want him to participate in this war the whole time, by the way, don't let him die, he's still useful. ”

On the third day after this very insightful conversation, the first wave of the Burning Legion's assault began, with three megaportals appearing on the southern edge of Shadowmoon Valley, and the last one appearing in the Voidstorm area, where the spatial barrier is weaker.

Tens of thousands of demons wielded blades and wielded destructive magic to break into the dead world, but unlike all previous wars... This time, they are no longer facing an unguarded world.

It took Illidan and Dick almost four years to completely transform Draenor into a giant training ground with all the soldiers of all races you can find in Azeroth, and it's no exaggeration to say that from the moment Illidan arrived in the Outlands, the world was already laid out as a battlefield.

So when the demons set foot in this world again, they were no longer faced with panicked farmers and courageless soldiers, but with a group of warriors armed to the teeth, a group of real opponents who dared to draw their swords against them.

The Burning Legion are invincible, but in Azeroth they have only won two shameful defeats.

This aura of victory over demons is blessed on all the soldiers who are armed with Draenor and they will say, look, this is the devil, ugly, evil, but not invincible.

What distinguishes them from the rest of the world is that they have won, and they believe that they can continue to win.

Because this world is called Azeroth, the land where the Legion has fallen into the sands... That's all!