Blutarus is dead.

Dead in the center of the battlefield in the northern part of Shadowmoon Valley, in the sandwich of Thorrison, Uther, and Demon Hunter Master Oritus, the Warden Nasha, its soul became Oritus' collection and a substitute for the demonic soul in the Sufferer's body, and its body was taken away by Uther as material for certain experiments.

Although it has been determined that most demons cannot be transformed into necromancy, the Eternal Silencer intends to try again, he is very eager to recreate the feat of the Viper God Celetus, the serpent god who was betrayed and killed by the Dakale troll, and is now the secret weapon of the Night's Watch, and if this brute force beast can be transformed into a death behemoth, there is no doubt that the Night's Watch's "recruit for recruits" will be easier.

After the death of Blutarus, the demons of the northern battlefield collapsed completely, and when these chaotic and fierce creatures realized that despair was coming, the belligerent part of them became even more crazy, such as the destroyer and the demon guard, but the other part, the cowardly creatures, such as the evil imps, and the nimble ones, such as the succubus, ran away with oil on the soles of their feet.

Uther didn't stop the escape, and in fact, in Draenor, who is now all soldiers, these guys will only face even more terrible consequences when they escape.

The commanders of the southern battlefield are the Ereda Demon Prince Makzar and the Nasrezm Dreadlord Valimas, both of whom are not like Blutarus, they have better brains, so the moment they saw that it was the Iron Legion that rushed out of the portal of Shakan, not the demon reinforcements, they resolutely fled.

This is also the only two guys among the command demons who presided over the third invasion who escaped with their lives, but without the starship, they simply can't stay away from the star field of the shattered world of Draenor, yes, they can cross the void with their physical strength, but at their speed, unless Argus has a warlock to summon, if they want to go back to Argus, it is definitely in 10,000 years as a unit of time.

The southern battlefield has a smaller number of undead, and this is also the place where the Alliance Tribes have joined forces to fight, and their casualties are heavy, but they are much better than when they were in the original Battle of Mount Hyjal.

Especially after the killing rose and the ODST assault troops that came through the portal also joined the slaughter, the demon legions that lost their command began to collapse faster.

As for the Dark Temple... By the time Dick had returned to the Dark Temple with Kazak's head, Illidan was already sitting on the cold corpse of Malones, playing with the two newly harvested Demonic Souls.

Illidan took his legion as bait to lure Maronos and Tikdios to the Dark Temple, and after a great battle, the majestic Dark Temple was almost half destroyed, but the Demon Hunter didn't care, and from time to time he "looked" at the land beyond the Dark Temple, where the Heroic Spirits were slaughtering the scattered demons.

Yes, the demons are fierce and capable of fighting, but when they encounter more capable steel heroes, they can only go through the way of collapse, all in all, with all the combat power of the two worlds of Azeroth and Draenor coming together, this third invasion was strangled in the cradle at the beginning.

The silver light flashed, and Dick appeared in the hall of the Dark Temple, he looked at the battlefield around him, the pungent smell of blood and the strong evil energy did not change his face, Dick waved his hand, and the demon head in his hand was thrown at Illidan's feet.

The Demon Hunter sat on top of Maloneoz's lifeless corpse, like he was sitting on a throne of flesh, the heart armor of this powerful saboteur completely shattered, piercing the crack in his chest and the heart that had been shattered into countless pieces, which was its mortal wound.

The dark green viscous blood that had polluted the entire orc race flowed down the wound on the ground, still exuding temperature, like green magma.

"Give!"

With a flick of the paladin's left hand, a soul stone with a purple glow was thrown towards Illidan, who delicately reached out and fished it out, and the soul stone that sealed Kazak's demon soul was taken in his hand.

The King of the Outlands took the soul stone between his two fingers and shook it gently in his ear, and Kazak's wail reached his ears, and Illidan in the form of a night elf listened carefully to the whisper of the soul stone, and finally showed a smile of satisfaction.

"The soul of the demon lord who died in despair and pain, tsk, the real good, to whom do you say I should give it?"

Illidan "looked" at Dick sitting on his broken throne, "Kane, or Oritus, or Alelie, or someone else... You know what? Too many good subordinates are actually a kind of annoyance, and sometimes you have to rack your brains to find something good to motivate them. ”

The King of the Outlands shrugged, "It's good that we've made a lot of money in this war..."

"Why reward? Illidan, my friend. ”

Dick took off his pipe, sneered, and said, "Aren't there two other fellows who have escaped?" Makzar and Varimasas, let your good subordinates go hunting, whoever catches them will give it to whomever they want, and as for whether they will give it away or use it for themselves, this is their freedom..."

"This will make my Illidare a different faction! I will not allow this, it will reduce our combat effectiveness, and they will devote some of their energy to infighting. ”

Illidan shook his head, and in the exhaustion after the great battle, he seemed to be a little more talkative than usual,

"Kane represents the Quel'Salas Demon Hunter, Oritus represents the Night Elf Demon Hunter, and the newly added Sindra and Surama Elves, you see, they have all dedicated themselves to the great cause of slaughtering demons, but they still subconsciously distinguish each other by race, which is terrible, and frankly, I don't like it..."

"Infighting is in the nature of flesh and blood, and you can't stop it. ”

Dick took a puff of his cigarette and talked very comfortably, "As human beings, even when the orcs were about to conquer the civilized world, the seven countries of the human race were still filthy with each other, not to mention that Illidare was not even a country, you have to understand, my friend, never torture human nature... Instead of waiting for them to split because of different races and different ideals, why don't you take the initiative to separate them, isn't this hunt an opportunity?"

The paladin stretched out two palms and one finger each,

"Healthy competition is always much better than malicious infighting, oh, by the way, I heard Maltai say that there are also hidden elves in the Shakan civilization, I think instead of letting Tyrande and Malfurion and Kael'thas deal with those small number of extraterritorial elves, it is better to leave it to you, Shakan Demon Hunter, tsk, it sounds very emotional!"

Speaking of this, Dick couldn't help but ask again,

"Speaking of which, is it true that only elves can become demon hunters?

"It's not impossible. ”

Illidan stood up from the corpse of Malones and gave a rare stretch before explaining, "As long as his or her addiction is strong enough, he or she can... Actually, all creatures can draw evil energy from demonic souls to gain power, but those who are addicted to demons will have an easier time adapting to it. ”

"That's miserable. ”

Dick spread out his hands and said helplessly, "The elves of Shakan don't have a magic addiction, so it seems that they can only send them to Mavi." ”

"It doesn't matter, just think of it as an attempt. ”

Illidan moved his finger and smiled cruelly, "Just give me half of it, it doesn't matter if you try anyway, do you?"

Although Dick and Illidan have divided a race in Shakan in a few words, in reality, the war on the continent of Vertus is not over yet.

The First Fleet is still there, the Iron Legion has been dispersed, they have only defeated the four demons in the four legion portal landing areas, and half of the demons are scattered in various parts of the continent to burn and loot, Kazak ordered the Abyss Fire Demon Krantor to slaughter the human prisoners who were collected before fleeing, just to attract the attention of these invading armies.

But before the Abyssal Fire Demon's sacrificial aura could reach the panicked humans, it was slaughtered by Kane Sunfury and the Demon Hunters.

After the demons collapsed, Prince Maltai, dressed in the robes of Illidare, traveled to the war zone to recover the human captives under the orders of several captains.

Prince Maltai was escorted by four Iron Viku to the Demon Field, his mind turning over and over what Dick had told him before leaving.

"The Shakan civilization has been completely destroyed by demons, whether you want to admit it or not, the history you spent 300 years building has been completely destroyed in this war, look at your world, Maltai, how are you going to rebuild it after we leave, and how are you going to fight the next invasion?"

"Only by rebuilding a new, advanced, and more powerful civilization system can we ensure that the world of Shakan will survive in future wars, you see, this is a matter of choice, after you regain your freedom, you can choose to destroy the four portals to the world of Draenor, this is your freedom... But you can also choose to keep it and learn from a great civilization that defeated the Burning Legion 3 times. ”

"Azeroth is a friendly civilization, and we are even willing to send the First Fleet to Shakan for your request to save your world and your people, and we are willing to help you, provided you truly see your situation..."

"Think about it, the rescuer of Shakan, the protector of Shakan civilization, the future king of Shakan..."

Although Dick's words were cryptic, as a former royal family, Maltes had enough political wisdom to discern the true meaning of his words.

Shakan can die freely, or he can exist under the protection of Azeroth as a dependent, and he can get enough knowledge and support from the upper civilization to not start afresh in this scorched earth rendered by the battlefield.

Maltai looked at the panicked populace in the distance, guarded by the Iron Legion, and he knew that once attached to Azeroth, there was a good chance that they would become followers of another more powerful world, or rather a slave.

In this respect, there was no difference between Azeroth and the Burning Legion, but Dick was more skillful and their attitude was more acceptable to ignorant civilians, who had entered the world as protectors, not conquerors, and helped the Shakan civilization when it was about to die.

"The strong give protection to the weak, and the weak offer loyalty and everything they have. ”

Maltai muttered to himself as he looked at the huge, invincible starship in the sky, and finally, he lowered his head,

"It's fair... Yes, that's fair. ”

And, the King of Shakan, from the prince of a nation, to the king of a world...

"Sons of Veltes, I am Maltai Sauron, Prince of the Kingdom of Velth! You should all have heard of me, don't be afraid of the Iron Warriors around you, they are protectors from higher civilizations, I have experienced the strangest thing in the world after I broke through the circle of damned demons in my life, but I am lucky!"

Prince Maltai spread his hands, and he shouted to the people in front of him in the proficient Shakan language,

"Shakan has survived! Our world, in its darkest hour, the great and friendly civilization of Azeroth has reached out to us! they have banished the demons, and you have seen that those brutal demons are not worth mentioning to them!"

"You survived! You are free! You can go home, you can go to find your loved ones, or you can join the soon-to-be-established Vertus Continental Council and contribute to the reconstruction of this world!"

"Let's cheer for freedom and rejoice for the redemption of death!"

"Let us cheer for our protector, the great civilization of Azeroth!"

"Long live! Long live friendship!"