Fiery red magma erupted from the crater and soared into the sky, lighting up half of the sky like a fiery dragon.

"The flame dragon soars to the sky, the holy fire is here, and our people are thriving!"

The Great Elder shouted in a trembling voice.

"Meet the Lava King!"

The lava demons also looked at the magma rising into the sky with twinkling eyes, and looked at Sargeras, who was holding the lava holy flame order and walking slowly down on the magma, kneeling on one knee and shouting loudly.

"Starting today, the Lava Demon Clan has officially changed its name to the Burning Legion!"

Sargeras raised the Flame Order above his head, and a fiery red flame rose up, and drops of golden-red magma dripped from the flames and floated towards the half-kneeling lava demons, sinking into the center of their eyebrows, turning into a mountain-shaped flame symbol at the center of their eyebrows, as if a layer of shackles had been erased, and the boiling lava flowed rapidly on the surface of their bodies, unprecedentedly pleasant.

"Burning Legion!"

"The Burning Legion!!"

"Burning Legion !!"

The lava demons stood up, their cries echoing across the island.

……

The news of Alfred and Simmons' death spread as fast as if they had grown wings, causing the Devil Islands to shake.

The two patriarchs of the top ten powerful clans actually died at the same time, whether they were killed or really died together, such a thing had not happened in the past hundred years, and the shock was stronger than the previous Void Ancestor was killed.

The Abyss Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan had already entered a state of combat readiness, and after a skirmish on West Cape Island, each side had gathered a large number of clansmen, ready to plunge into a large-scale battle at any time.

A terrible storm is brewing.

At the juncture when the peace talks are about to begin, if the Abyss Demon Clan and the Flame Clan start a war first, the Demon Clan's position in the peace talks may change somewhat.

Both the Abyssal Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan are fanatical war advocates who try to promote the race war and hope to be able to dominate this war.

On this night, there were quite a few demons in the Devil's Islands who couldn't sleep all night.

……

After washing, McGonagall lay back on her bed, closed her eyes, and began to check the reward for killing Alfred.

First of all, the 'Base Guardian' title, McGonagall didn't know what it was for, it was probably similar to the title of the Good Guy Card.

What really intrigued McGonagall was 'an opportunity to ask a confidential question'.

"System, how to use this opportunity? Can I ask any question? For example, are you my own child? McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"Although the host is my father, I am definitely not the host's biological child!" The system is solemn.

"That's okay, it's okay, just call Dad." McGonagall nodded.

"No, no, the host is not the father of the system, and the system is not the host's own, the system is just because the host appeared!" The system corrected with some frustration.

"Look, isn't this the conclusion that there are chickens before there are eggs, and in terms of cause and effect, I am still your father." McGonagall smiled.

"The debate of chickens or eggs has not yet reached a definitive answer, and if this is used as a judgment, from some arguments, the system may be the host father."

"Heh, without me, there would be no you, but without you, I'm still me. So, system, do you feel like a dad or a son? McGonagall smiled dismissively.

"Daddy." The system blurted out.

"Good." McGonagall nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, let's talk about this classified question, what kind of question can be considered a classified question?" McGonagall asked.

"Secrets that are hidden from the knowledge of the world and are not known to most people are classified as confidential. Once these secrets are exposed, they may have some unpredictable effects on the world, so the host is shielded, and the system is also in a limited state. The system replied.

McGonagall thought for a moment, if humans still have secrets, it is not surprising that this world has secrets that are not well known, and many of them are tied to the high court by the major races.

"The host kills Alfred, the base destroyer, obtains the title of base guardian, and obtains a classified question, and will have the opportunity to get answers from the secret library, the opportunity is rare, please cherish the opportunity."

"So this might be a secret that even you can't get your hands on?"

"Yes."

McGonagall received a systematic affirmative answer and fell into thought, although he had been absorbing the knowledge of the world from books for most of the past six months, and had learned about the world through countless classics and history, he did have many doubts about this world.

For example, what kind of world was the continent of Nolan before the start of the Race War?

Why did Lantister sink? And why is it not recorded in the history books?

What exactly is the devil who made the deal with Alfred?

……

Questions flashed through his mind, all of which he wanted to know, but couldn't know.

"I wonder what kind of existence is that skeleton man who pulled me into the stone space?" McGonagall struggled for a while, but finally chose this question.

The strange stone statues, the black mist that appeared in the Forest of Winds and the Demon Islands, and the skeleton man that appeared in the stone statue space all made McGonagall feel uneasy.

The fear of the unknown made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"It is not necessarily death that sleeps forever, but also the souls of the undead who have experienced strange eternity."

With the sound of an old-fashioned typewriter, a line of black writing appeared in McGonagall's mind.

McGonagall whispered, her brow furrowed, the words looking familiar.

The sound of the typewriter stopped, and the line of writing faded away.

"I remembered that this passage is from Abdullah Al-Hassad's Book of the Necrons." McGonagall's eyes lit up, and she suddenly remembered the source of this passage, but looking at the handwriting that had completely dissipated, she frowned again: "However, what does this passage have to do with this question?" ”

The secret library did not give any other answers.

"And that's the end? System, you're a cheater. McGonagall was stunned for a moment, feeling like he was being played, in order to kill Alfred, he racked his brains, and after a series of operations, he succeeded in killing him, and the result was such an unclear sentence, and it was a sentence from a book on Earth.

"The secret repository has been re-closed, and the host does not have permission to ask questions again." The system replied.