Gilnes Coast, somewhere in a cave. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Fuck off, you filthy bastard. ”

Zakun kicked the werewolf against the wall, watching it curl up on the ground and wail, Zakun was surrounded by a sense of humiliation that he had never felt before.

It took 10,000 years for it to become the Burning Legion's premier Evil Lord, it was the most powerful Evil Lord of the Akmund Society, it was the vanguard of destruction, it was the embodiment of the Legion's power, it had slaughtered countless lives, and it was not deeply proud of it, but now------ when it crossed the Legion portal, it thought it would make all living things tremble and wail with the great axe in its hand, and turn the ground beneath its feet into a scorched earth.

However, the moment it crossed the portal, it saw a shameful defeat, the Legion was defeated by mortals, it was even more disgraceful than the defeat it had been 10,000 years ago, Tikdios, the cowardly bat, who had not even put up a decent resistance, fled with its pets.

When will the Burning Legion rely on such mongrels to fight, no one can resist their power, and the Legion never cares about small defeats, because in the end, they always emerge victorious.

"Maybe you should go somewhere else to drain your extra energy, Zakun. "Nazrezm has always had an indescribable sense of superiority over the other members of the Legion except for Erida, and as the most powerful lord, Tikdios is no exception, and as the vanguard of Akmund, Tikdios has no dominion over Zakun.

"Another 'again' failure of yours will upset our hosts, Tikdios. Zakun stepped on the werewolf's body, and flesh flew everywhere, and green liquid splattered everywhere. "These bastards can't make up for your failures, do you think your legion needs these weak bugs? I thought the Scourge would teach you some lessons. ”

"The power is blinding you, Zakun. As a demon whose ultimate goal is strength, there is a great sense of irony in saying this, but Tikdios doesn't seem to care. "I've never doubted the strength of the Legion, but the world is different, the Legion has been in the sand of this world more than once, and I think that's enough for us to learn some lessons! The world is protected! We need to mess up the world before we tear through this protection! As we have done countless times. ”

"So I should hide in the Twisted Void and come back when you succeed. Zakun kicked his foot in disdain, shook off the flesh that was sticking to it, and turned to walk deeper into the cavern.

"Sometimes, you should be tough, my brother. Another terrifying face emerged from the shadows. "These brainless guys will never understand what stratagem is, and they won't understand that the mind is a type of power. ”

"Perhaps you can have our master send us some other helpers, Mephistos. "Tikdios has been used to this kind of scene for a long time, and the Burning Legion has been rallied together by the great power of Sargeras, so that's normal, isn't it?"

"Willing to serve. With an eerie smile on his face, Memphestos disappeared into the shadows.

Every demon has some calculus of its own, and Kil'Gardan and Akmund are no exception, and Nazrezm is even more so, but everything else is a little insignificant compared to the power shown by the Burning Legion.

"Go to work, you lazy worms. ”

The beast's roar came from the depths of the cavern, and Morgar, who had been hiding, was busy again.

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Southwest of Gilneys, Reef Coast.

"Issa, have you found anything?" Sylvanas crouched on the back of the golden dragon and scanned the shoreline.

"Except for the fish, mother, there is nothing here. ”

This was the third time the two of them had made their rounds today, and the rest of the squadron had already returned to camp, only Sylvanas had always sensed that something was wrong around here, and he couldn't say, it was just a pure intuition.

"Let's go back to camp. Sylvanas patted Issa on the neck.

The golden dragon lowered its right wing, spun through the air, and flew toward the shoreline.

Sylvanas was about to raise his longbow when his eyes suddenly froze.

"Wait------ be careful!!"

Several green fireballs rushed out of the forest with a whistling and struck quickly, and the golden dragon slightly folded its wings and met it, and the golden energy gathered from the two wings to the front, forming a shield.

The green fireball was shattered, and the shattered fireball dragged the green flames down from the sky.

"Don't breathe, let's go down. Sylvanas needed to make sure what was there, and Isa was left with a sigh of relief.

Reclaiming the power he had gathered, Isa ignored the fireballs that had been fired again, spread his wings, and his massive body fell into the forest like a mountain falling from the sky.

"#!#¥!" a demon guard rushed over with a demon shout, and Issa flicked his golden tail and struck the demon guard where he didn't know where it went.

"Demon camp?" Sylvanas held out his hands, white filaments of light converging into two scimitars, and flew off Issa's back.

With his head down, the giant axe surging with evil energy swept overhead with a wave of heat, and Sylvanas glared at his feet, carrying a white streamer.

The demon's head spun to the ground and spun, Sylvanas looked left and right, there were not many demons, and most of them were Morgar engineers, and several evil cannons were placed around, surrounding the engineers in the center of the clearing, where there were some surging evil machines, and a few wooden barrels containing disgusting dark green liquid.

Sylvanas swung her wrist and leaned to the right, her scimitar slashing upwards through the axe and sinking into the soft dirt, the demon guard kneeling to her knees, her slashed belly bleeding green blood and organs.

"Esa, clear this place, don't destroy those weapons!"

The golden dragon raised its claws and trampled one of Morgar into a pulp, and the axe struck her scales, glowing with shavings.

After a few moments, the forest regained its previous silence.

"Mother?" said Issa's massive dragon head, and Sylvanas crouched in front of the instruments and barrels to inspect.

"It's the plague of the undead!" Sylvanas looked up with a furrowed brow and pulled a communication crystal from his bosom. "I'm Sylvanas Windranger, codenamed '101', and I need ground support, directions, about thirty thousand yards west of camp. ”

"Roger, Ms. Windranger, we'll arrive in twenty minutes. ”

Holding the crystal in his hand, Sylvanas looked around with a heavy face, what the hell are these demons doing, how can there be a plague of the undead here?!