"The Emperor's will must be carried out!"

"Bang"

With the roar of the giant constructed creature, the hammer in Taixi's hand smashed the head of the Abyss Lord headlong towards him directly into its deformed chest, splattering flesh and blood, and at the same time, a dozen more heavy weapons smashed into various parts of Taixi's body, splashing a series of sparks.

The constructed creature let out a joyful battle cry, and the warhammer in its hands swirled wildly in place for three weeks, smashing all the demons that came close to it and tried to destroy it, and the most unlucky one streaked through the air for nearly 300 meters before landing in 7 different places.

Not every Abyssal Lord is a horror like Malones, if that were the case, the Burning Legion would have taken over the entire universe long ago, and more demons will not have an advantage in the face of this group of Iron Soldiers who will never get tired, but will only die from their injuries or be forcibly replaced from the front line!

Jianxi led the Iron Legion to battle on the battlefield farther afield, the two heavy constructs loyal to Dick covered in demonic blood, and in Ulduar, they had been transformed into steel by Mimiron's own hands, and they deserved such glory.

Every time Jian Xi's long sword swept away, it would separate the demons surrounding it with a single blow, but even if they fought desperately, the number of demons still did not decrease.

"Silly steel, melt it!"

The hoarse mental fluctuations sounded in the heart of Jian Xi, who swept with his sword, as a high-level warrior with his own soul, Jian Xi immediately realized that a strong enemy had appeared!

His steel left foot was raised wildly, and then smashed into the ground, the shock wave brought by the powerful force slashed the ground around him at this moment, smashing the demons around him dizzy, but Jian Xi's blade never swung into the air, he felt the feeling of the blade grazing these ugly souls, the touch of the body being torn apart, the cruelty of the passage of life.

His sword arc eventually smashed into the right side of his body, and the moment a dozen demon heads flew up, a spatial rift of shadows was torn open around him, and a monster composed almost entirely of shadows blocked Jian Xi's power with its sharp claws.

"Bang"

The Shadow's claws collided with the blade, and the vibration caused Jian Xi to take three steps back, and the monster kicked the ground and pounced on the Iron Giant like a beast.

Everywhere it went, everything was surrounded by shadows, and the devouring flames of shadows scorched everything around it!

Including the demons in the same camp as it, this is a beast through and through, even if they have a higher hunting mind than the demons, it has the form of evil stalkers, those twisted legion stalkers who are crazier and more powerful than the hellhounds, like a twisted orangutan, but it has no wings behind it, and the purple shadow energy is flourishing in the wounds where the wings should exist and radiates outward, disrupting everything around it and devouring everything.

It didn't have the face of a hound, but rather like his creator had inlaid a more fierce and ugly white bone into its face, making it look more hideous, its head was black, with long black horns that were curved and dangerous, its tail that flicked at the end was a scorpion-like barb, and its strong and powerful claws were covered with pure shadows, which were like a part of its body.

It was an even more powerful hound, and from its body, Jian Xi smelled the breath of a top-tier predator.

Beneath its bony eyes was a frenzied destruction, not the gaze of a beast with a soul, someone had forcibly twisted it!

"I am... Shatug... For Sargeras... For the sake of the master... Tear you apart!"

"Bang"

The frantic impact made Jian Xi's body shake a little, but he didn't fall, and Shatug's claws were already buckled into Jian Xi's steel body, just as it shouted when it appeared, the corrosive shadow power melted the steel, and under the continuous tearing of the claws, the molten steel splashed on the battlefield like liquid, so that those demons who were eyeing each other did not dare to approach.

Not afraid of the Sword, but Shaturg, which belongs to Sargeras's favorite Shadow Hound, this mad hound is like the most savage existence in the world of Argus, so the demons of the Legion know about it and its evil brother, the Flame Hound Falg, their twisted form and soul, purely for the sake of killing, and they don't care who their prey is, they just do it for fun.

Even demons fear them, and even love that damn beast being killed by the equally damn steel swordsman!

"Poof"

Jian Xi's blade pierced the body of the shadow hound Shatug with precision, and tore the wound open, but the hard weapon was also corroded by the shadow in the hound's body, but the blow caused damage to Shatug, and the beast was completely enraged!

It clung frantically, biting, its strength was huge and brutal, it couldn't flinch in the slightest against this beast, Jian Xi's front chest was almost completely torn apart, fortunately, he was a man of steel, there was no pain, he raised his fists high, and hugged them together, like a steel hammer, slamming into Shatug's ugly face.

It's like a roaring god!

"Click"

A crack appeared in the bone mask on Shaturge's face, and it sensed the threat, it took the initiative to abandon Jian Xi, took a few steps back, and bit off the head of the abyss lord who was caught off guard by it in one bite, and slashed its heart with its claws, and threw it into its mouth, and the crack on the mask slowly disappeared with a clattering sound.

And Jian Xi didn't care about his body that was almost torn apart by the shadows, he casually picked up two demonic war hammers from the battlefield, and against this beast that can manipulate energy, blunt weapons are better to use!

He and Shatug confronted and moved in the empty battle circle, and in the end, Sargeras's hound still couldn't resist the bloodlust in his heart, and took the initiative to attack Jian Xi, and then was smashed on the head with a hammer, and in terms of combat skills, it was too far behind.

While Shatug and Jianxi were fighting, his evil brother, Falg the Flame Hound, also found Taihi who was guarding the second line of defense, under the high wall called the Wall of Krokun, but it was a little less lucky than Shatug.

Jianxi is skilled in combat, while Taixi prefers to crush with strength, which can be seen from his weapons, Taixi's warhammer is almost as big as his body, and as soon as Falg pounces out of the rift, he is smashed on the head by Taixi with a hammer, and flies out with a wail.

Dick didn't care about Kil'Gardan releasing Sargeras's hound, it was just a corner of the battlefield, he stood in Valagar suspended in the sky, holding a silver sun lance in his hand, wherever it needed support, the sun lance would fly to whichever place, Odin had already gone to the ruins of Makere.

Uther and Mishirsa Anaire awakened the remains of a large number of Eredas over there, forming the Scourge of Argus, and helping to share a lot of pressure on the battlefield of Krokun, otherwise the Wall of Krokun would not have lasted for 30 days.

"Kilgardan is in a hurry..."

Viren stood behind Dick, he looked into the distance, the demon's advantage was still there, but under the stubborn counterattack of the Iron Legion, they could not quickly defeat this resilient expeditionary force without using large starships.

"I heard that Uther killed the Burning Legion's portal keeper in the ruins of Makere... This must have made Kil'Gardan feel the pressure, losing the portal to the realms, and with the help of the Holy Light Legion, he had to turn his gaze there, they could not afford the terrible consequences of losing the portal. ”

There was a trace of worry on the old prophet's face, and Dick knew what he was worried about.

"If he insists on transferring his main forces to the Makere Ruins battlefield, with what you know about Kilgardan, how likely is it that he will order the Demon Starship to attack from between the star fields?"

Dikmor rubbed his fingers and asked in a low voice, Viren closed his eyes, the black gem rosary turned quickly in his hand, the Atama crystal fragment that he hung around his neck, the soul song that could predict the future was suspended in the air, and after a moment, Viren opened his eyes.

"Forty percent likely... But if I'm here all along, with his hatred for me, he'd prefer revenge with his own hands... So, what I'm worried about is his desperate attempt to destroy the Makelet with a starship... If in the case of a complete loss of the portal. ”

There was a hint of solemnity in Viren's expression, and a hint of surprising peace,

"I seem to have seen certain fragments of the future in the previous contact with him, and the prophecy tells me that the relationship between Kilgardan and Sargeras is not as close as we thought... They're more of a use of each other, so once Kil'Gardan realizes that Sargeras will punish or even kill him, he won't sit still. ”

"Hmm... Let's hope my ethereal friend doesn't deceive us about our life-saving things, and if what Haramad sold us is useful, we'll at least have time to escape... It's a blessing that the Sagrete Keystone is still in our possession. ”

Dick turned his attention back to the battlefield, the Iron Legion was definitely the best soldier he could find, they were not afraid of casualties, they were able to carry out the orders of their commanders to the extreme, their wills were as if they were made entirely of steel, they would never flee, even at the last moment, they would do their best to die with their opponents.

Dick's only regret is that he can't give this group of warriors real wisdom, which requires the consumption of Titan energy, and the Titan energy of the Origin Forge cannot be used at will, so in the end he can only create this batch of iron soldiers.

Judging from Dick's original intentions, he was reluctant to treat it as a pure expendable, even if it was just a basic consciousness of the group, but in the current situation, he had to be ruthless.

He brought with him only 15,000 Iron Soldiers, as well as nearly 1 Heroic Spirit, the latter being more powerful and therefore used as a reserve, while the former could only be used as consumables.

And now, the last 3,000 men of the Iron Legion remained, and they had been fighting Argus for 30 days! And under Dick's watch, the hounds of Sargeras could not please the most powerful Iron warriors under his command.

When Texi smashed Falg's head for the third time, the two badly beaten beasts were ready to flee, Dick shook his head, and with a wave of one hand, two silver rays pierced the sky, smashing the beast's torn portal, piercing their bodies, and then being beaten wildly by Jianxi and Tessie.

"Whew... Those two hounds are just Sargeras's playthings, and I'm more worried that Kil'Gardan suddenly goes crazy and throws Agrama, which he absolutely can't control, at Makery, Odin is not necessarily Agrama's opponent, and if I had to choose, I'd rather face him in person..."

Dick clenched his fists and waved two fingers behind him, and a few seconds later, the gates of the firmament of Valagar slammed open and stretched across the sky, and the repaired Immortal Warriors roared into battle with the roar of Calvincent, replacing the last of the fighting Iron Legions.

They will wait for the next moment in the maintenance of the mechanical gnomes, like a flesh millstone, constantly grinding, constantly draining the last drop of blood of these demons, and Dick seemed to think of something, he turned and looked at Hatton standing on the side,

"Chief, how are your people doing?"

Hatton leaned over slightly, "Under the earth is our territory, administrator, just wait another 3 days, and the wall of Crokun will become a nightmare for these demons!"