A day in Argus was not a good day for the creatures of the land.

Due to the loss of the planet's world barrier, all kinds of cosmic rays can easily enter this world, and after the continent is fragmented, the ecological cycle of the entire planet has collapsed, except for the undercurrent hidden in the depths of the earth, there is hardly a drop of liquid water in the entire continent, and even the wind is scorching and bombarding everything on the earth.

It is impossible for mortals to survive here, and the tribes of Krokun in the most barren areas would not have survived if they had not found the crypt underground.

And compared to the scorching heat of the day, at night... No, the world has almost lost the distinction between day and night, and the whole world is almost under a dark green canopy of eternal night except for the Makere, and of course, if you divide it purely by temperature, the nights here are more unbearable than the scorching heat of the day.

The ultra-low temperature of more than minus 40 degrees Celsius, most of the demons can't stand this temperature, they prefer to stay in the camp to "keep warm", so the night is always the best time for infiltrators to be active.

Edwin Van Cleef stood on the plains beyond the mountains of the Crocoon Tribe, his black leather armor glowing with a low, lilac glow, a sign of the activation of the thermostatic circle, which they had to protect themselves from freezing to death.

He and two other stalkers from the League of Assassins dug in the stillness of the night, in the frozen ground, digging a shallow hole and carefully burying the hexagonal marker stone in their arms.

The door to the world opened by the Sagrete Keystone does not need to be guided by location, only need to know the coordinates, and it can be teleported across the star field, which is one of the treasures of Sargeras when the Pantheon still existed, but its teleportation is rough, this thing itself is not for single use, it is a strategic-level space-time treasure, which is responsible for teleporting an entire legion to another place.

At the cost of shattering, the Noble Phantasm can even reposition an entire planet, and in the game Illidan forcibly dragged the world of Argus to the planet Azeroth with the Sagrete Keystone.

This was certainly a courageous move, but given the circumstances at the time, it was understandable.

The infiltrators have been informed of the imminent arrival of the Azeroth Advance Army, and they must set up a connection point for them in advance, the portal opened by the Keystone is located in the universe, and entering Argus from the universe requires a precise node to pull it.

This was why Van Cleef had worked so this deadly cold night, and after burying the seven Marker Stones, the thermostatic circle on their leather armor had reached its limit, and Edwin finally looked up and looked at the looming Legion Forge camp beyond the barren and ruined dark green plains, where the stars shone like a star.

This land made Edwin feel fear from the deepest part of his heart, there was no hope, no future, no life, nothing... He couldn't imagine how miserable the world would be if Azeroth had become like this.

This is also the same idea of many infiltrators who used to be dismissive of the situation outside the world, until they entered Hell, they did not know how terrifying Hell is, and they are here to protect their world and not become the Hell in front of them.

This is a natural sense of mission, even the most ferocious villain, after seeing such a strong contrast, will have this heavy feeling, even the villain, will not want to live in hell, at least at this moment, the warm light of Azeroth is like a sign in the darkness, inspiring these dark walkers who are fighting in hell.

"Alright, let's go back!"

Edwin withdrew his gaze and said to the two men beside him, "Tomorrow, this will be a different place." ”

The two comrades-in-arms who he didn't even know their names nodded suddenly, they were also looking forward to the hope of tomorrow, whether it was destroyed or changed, let it come, let it give this damn world, to this world that has lost everything, just a little more change.

The three of them disappeared into the complex and hideous mountains of the Crocoon region, and behind them, there was only a gloom.

Yes, not too far ...

Nest, an Eredar lieutenant of the Burning Legion stationed in the Krukun area, is on a daily border patrol with 12 demon guards mounted on demon dogs.

He was in the "Dark Day" The newborn born after 17 thousand years, now only 8,000 years old, in the Ereda civilization, is an out-and-out young man, when he was a child, his parents who could not bear the demonization of the body committed suicide, they had described to him more than once 25,000 years ago, Argus's appearance, that memory is already very vague, but Nest can still vaguely remember that his parents said that the world at that time was not as cold and cruel as it is now, nor did it have to be under the same starry sky with demons as it is now.

They say that it was a warm scene of sunlight shining on the earth, and that the whole world of Argus flourished under the leadership of the prophet Viren, until they were seduced by Kil'Gardan to believe in the Dark Titan and look forward to the arrival of the Dark Titan.

"The most wrong thing we have done in this life is to listen to Kil'Gardan's stupid prophecy... We will atone for the sins of Argus..."

These were the last words left by his parents before committing suicide, and Nest knew that his parents were not the only ones who couldn't stand demonization and the darkness of the world, in fact, before he was born, thousands of Eredas had chosen to end themselves in pain.

But Nest won't, because he's never seen the sun shine on the earth, and since he was born, Argus has been like this, and it's said that in the ruins of Makere, there are still places where you can see the sun, but unfortunately it's the Necropolis of the Eredas, it's an ominous place, and secondly, it's a place of very high military rank.

As a second lieutenant in Nest, he could not get there.

Nest's generation doesn't like everything about Argus, but they don't hate it, because they haven't experienced the taste of light, they were born in hell, thinking that hell is everything in the world, and naturally they can't talk about the yearning for the legendary light, they live in this broken world in a chaotic way, follow the Burning Legion to conquer other worlds, and some choose to become demons.

And a somewhat cowardly young man like Nest, they would prefer to live in such a mess.

Patrolling the Crowkun region on a demon dog is a pointless job, and the wilderness is filled with nothing but demons, but the stalkers of the cowardly but occasionally baring their claws, neither of which threatens Kilgardan, who thinks he has perfect control over the world of Argus, but he is not.

At least Nest knew that the Krokun tribe was able to hold out in the Krokun region for 25,000 years, not only because of the terrain, but also because many newborn Eredas sympathized with them, yes, they were demonized, but it didn't mean that they were demons from birth, it was a process of transformation.

Nest himself was one of them, he had more than once spared the wounded Crocoun Hunters, he felt that it was silly to kill each other in such a hostile way, there was no deep hatred between them at all, so he preferred to turn a blind eye, this attitude made Captain Nest a small "celebrity" on the border, which is probably one of the reasons why he was stationed here for 500 years without being promoted.

Ensign Ereda couldn't help but scratch at his arm, the red, all kinds of skin with a large fissure, the wound barely bandaged with the skin of the Demon Hound, which was a memento of a recent assassination.

I don't know when it began, those "shadow killers", the demons called those guys, their activities became more and more frequent, it is said that in the Antolan wasteland, those guys even dared to fight the regular army head-on, and destroyed a large military base, the second lieutenant could not imagine how they did it, but the assassination made him remember it vividly.

It was in the command room of Camp Gocoto, and Nestor watched almost as the human who had jumped out of the darkness slit the neck of his cruel and cunning boss in less than 2 seconds, and how the Demon Guardian had re-entered the shadows before he could react.

The hideous bleeding wound made Nest shiver when he thought about it now, it wasn't that he hadn't seen how the Legion's succubus and Khiva killed in the same way, but that human... Before disappearing, the human glanced at him, a cold, emotionless look that looked like a piece of flesh, and Nestor still can't forget it.

He never thought that such a weak person who was less than 2 meters tall and the weapon in his hand was about the same as a toothpick could also have such eyes, such killing intent, which made his whole body feel like falling into an ice cave, yes, Nest knew that the reason why he survived was not because of how strong he was, but purely because the killer was unwilling to waste time on him.

These elusive bastards will only choose those high-powered demons to attack, and a rookie like him will not be chosen by them, which makes Ensign Nest feel a sadness that is difficult to let go while rejoicing.

"But that's fine, at least you won't send me into battle. ”

The second lieutenant muttered to himself, "At least you don't have to face the barbarians of those savage worlds, it is said that the legion has already failed in one world three times... Don't send me into battle, I'll be scared to death..."

However, the timid ensign didn't know that he really didn't have to go to battle, but the barbarians in his mouth had already come.

"Buzz"

The dark green energy storm bloomed in the starry sky outside the world of Argus, and it was not the same as the last sneaky, this time the opening of the keystone was more wanton and more rampant, and it even continued to shine and spread in the air, like flowing water in the star field, and finally contaminated half of the starry sky into a giant star portal.

In the tens of thousands of monitors in the world of Argus, amid the panicked screams of countless demons, a golden, glowing city of endless light slowly emerged from the dark green portal.

Dick and Odin stood in the Plaza of Glory in Valagar, and behind them were the nostalgic and complicated Viren, the cruel Illidan, the Guardian ready to go, and the frosty Uther and his disciples, Mishirsa Anaire, who carried the recast twin swords of Frost Sorrow, the High Lord of Death.

Behind these people are neatly armed, armoured, armoured Legions of the Immortals, who fought for the last hope of Azeroth at the moment of their birth, and now, their battlefield has come!

Right on this planet that has lost everything.

After all, the area of Valagar is limited, and they can't bring too many people, so those who can stand here are the best of the best.

"Here we are..."

Dick looked at the dark green planet in front of him, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Argus..."

"Fight to the end here!

With a wave of Odin's hand, the entire Valagar shone into a golden shadow in the air and disappeared into the star field after locating the precise teleportation marker, and in the furious roar of Kilgardan, all the legions of the entire Argus world also acted wildly towards the location of Valagar and the Krokun region at the same moment.

It's an invasion, it's a slap in the face... Viren is back, with a group of intruders.

He's going to kill them!

For others, such as the infiltrators who had been informed in advance and emerged from the crypt and the warriors of the Crokun tribe, the city that had fallen from the sky meant a glimmer of hope in the darkness, shaky but real.

For others, like Ensign Nest, who stared dumbfounded at the golden city suspended in the sky, it was outright bad news.

The era of change, in a devastating way, appeared before the eyes of Second Lieutenant Nest, and his fate, along with the fate of this world, became obscure.