A few days later, on the shores of Zoram in Ashenvale, where the Dark Justice League had last met, there was another posture of martial law, and the bigwigs from Illidare, the Black Scythe Council, and the Order gathered to watch the Kel'thugad brought..."Experiment".

On the stone table in front of several bigwigs, there was a square-headed thing.

It looked like some kind of delicate machine, wrapped in several heavy metal plates, covered with strange gears and tubes, and in the gaps left by the metal parts fitting together, a green fluorescence could be vaguely seen shining, and at the core of the machine, a droplet-shaped evil energy crystal was fixed, and the full green evil energy was tumbling in it like a liquid.

And at the very front of the instrument, there is something like a searchlight, like a transmitter of some kind of energy.

"This thing... How does it look weird? ”

Illidan in Demon Hunter Leather Armor. Fury Wind used his ghostly vision to examine the metal machinery in front of him, and he could feel that this machine contained a huge amount of energy that could easily tear through space.

And that's what this instrument was made for!

"Indeed."

Illidan's evaluation also attracted the death knight Sedan. Da Sohan agreed, and the death knight lord stroked his chin, and under the heavy helmet covered with frost, there was the sound of urns:

"It's different from all the portal instruments I've ever seen, not only the principle, but even the shape, are you sure, can such a small thing really open a portal to the stars?"

The suspicion of the Demon Hunter and the Death Knight immediately aroused the displeasure of the two dwarf warlocks in charge of manipulating the machine, and Wilfred, who took off his warlock robes, put on engineering leather armor, and wore strange evil goggles, screamed:

"Don't question the great dwarf engineering! You unlearned guys! I was a promising apprentice engineer before I became a Warlock, and I can responsibly tell you that the success rate of 10 trials of this "Portable Evil Energy Stargate" has reached an astonishing 70%! ”

"Yes! As long as we're a little bit luckier! ”

Zel Farax, another high-level dwarf warlock with an evil goggle, also shouted, and this pockmarked guy said to the big guys in front of him while fine-tuning some of the gears of this evil prototype with a wrench:

"This thing is the smartest guy in Azeroth, Gerbin. Mecatok took the time to make it for us, and it can tear open a portal to a predetermined coordinate in less than 10 seconds, sending anything into the opposite world, you can send a few people, a cart of bombs, or a bucket of plague! Ah, what a great idea of mine! ”

"70% success rate?"

There was a hint of suspicion in Illidan's tone, and he took a few steps back, a little further away from the supposedly "safe" machine, and then he said:

In other words, every time the machine starts, there is a one-in-three probability that it will fail? Can I ask, the price of failure? ”

"Don't be stupid! No price at all! ”

The dwarf warlock replied disdainfully:

"When this thing fails, it will throw you into the world where the ghost knows, and the hungry monsters there won't need you to pay anything, they will just eat you and turn you into a stinky XX, in short, prepare more cannon fodder, and every time you turn on the machine, just throw a few cannon fodder into it to explore the way, we all do it!"

"Wow"

At the moment when the dwarf's shrill voice dissipated, the demon's gate, which had ceased to function, was activated again, and in the swirling curtain of evil energy, the great karcist Kel'thugad, who was in a good mood, stepped out.

Mr. Bigworth's wife returned, and agreed to settle in Dalaran, along with three lovely little milk cats, that is, four more "people" in the Grand Karcist's house.

What could be happier for a cat lover?

That's 4 times more fun than before!

And Mr. Bigworth, because his wife finally came home and the husband and wife reconciled, returned to their normal routine, which also swept away the anger in the heart of the Grand Karcist, and became very happy.

With a smile on his face, he even took the initiative to say hello to Illidan...

"Hi Blind Hunter, good morning!"

"I don't like that title, and I don't like your joke! Kel'thugad. ”

Illidan replied indifferently, and he stretched out his hand to the evil prototype behind him, and said to the Grand Karcist:

"I'm not going to risk my hunters using this thing, the odds of it failing are too high!"

"Huh?"

Illidan's words puzzled Kel'thugad, and he reached out and pulled his hood away, and said to Illidan and Dasohan:

"You may have made a mistake, this thing wasn't meant for you in the first place."

"It's designed to be mounted on a carrier similar to a spaceship, and only the power of the Planet Ship engine is enough to support the portal generator for a long time, by the way, I remember, you have a spaceship called the Evil Hammer, right? ”

The archcarcist's gaze fell on Illidan, and the demon hunter stubbornly shook his head:

"Nope! I'm still refusing unless you can increase the success rate of this machine to 100%! Otherwise I wouldn't have used it! ”

This request made Kel'thugad frown.

It's not that the Warlocks can't do it, after all, they now have the complete experimental data and blueprints of the Star Portal, the problem is that it will take a long time to increase the success rate of the prototype's Star Gate, and now, they don't have much time to waste.

Therefore, after a moment, the Grand Karcist shook his head with some regret:

"Oh, that's a shame, but you have to load it on your ship now..."

"Why?"

Illidan asked rhetorically, and the Grand Karcist stretched out two fingers and shook them, and said:

"Because two days ago, I sent some of my best warlocks through the Star Gate to our target world... The Dreadmark Rift, a star stronghold of the Burning Legion, is the smallest of all known demonic worlds, and is said to be a small continent left behind after the collapse of a planet. ”

Kel'thugad lowered his head, looked at the pocket watch in his hand, and said:

"And according to the plan, we are going to bring my subordinates back today, and at the same time launch an invasion war against the Dreadmark Rift!"

"War?"

Da Sohan questioned, and the death knight said coldly:

"I read the information you gave me in advance, and you didn't mention the war! You're just saying that it's a reconnaissance operation! ”

"Yes, I didn't mention it at the time."

The Grand Karcist said disappreciatively:

"Now I can tell you two as it is, this is a war, the area of the Dreadrift Rift is only the size of a small province in the Empire, according to the strength of the troops of Illidare and the Order, it only takes less than 10,000 people, with the raid and the internal cooperation of my warlocks, we can completely end the battle in one day!"

"And I can guarantee that no other demons will come to our aid until we leave!"

"It's not going to work!"

Illidan shook his head decisively:

"I'm not involved! No intelligence, no reconnaissance, go straight to the war, this is not the style of a demon hunter, we don't fight a battle that we are not sure of! This time you guys go play, Illidare won't participate! ”

"Ah, okay."

The rejected Kel'thugad did not show much regret, he whispered:

"It's a pity, according to the news from my subordinate Yubecca, the Hand of the Dreadnought is most likely stored in the Rift of the Dreadworthy... Are you sure you really don't participate? Illidan? If that thing were in my hands, you might have to pay more, a bigger price if you wanted to take it, and right now, all you need to pay is a small chance of sudden death..."

"Of course, since we are real "friends", I will give you a second chance! ”

Kel'thugad pointed the scepter of destruction in his hand to the ground, and with the invasion of the dark ripples, the rubble on the ground was crushed into powder in an instant, and the Grand Karcist looked at the demon slayer and the death knight in front of him, he waved his finger slowly, and whispered:

"I'm going to teach those demons a lesson from the Rift, do you want to come?"

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On the other side, in an unknown sector of the stars, in a world that had completely shattered like Marton, between the rubble that was scattered like a star ring in the dark void, there was a strange continent suspended in the center of the rubble belt.

As the Grand Karcist said, this is a land that is smaller than the province of the Human Empire, it is like the only piece of land that has survived the destruction of this nameless planet by demons, it is still intact, mixed with dense rubble belts, like a perfect camouflage, and further away on this continent, in the center of this rubble ring, is a destroyed world with a broken core.

Only a third of the planet's sphere is still intact, and the exposed core of the world is already filled with dark green evil magma, emitting amazing heat, looking like a round of evil energy sun in the void.

But it still maintains a weak gravity, allowing the rubble that crumbles out of the planet's shattering to form a thick ring around the core.

With such terrible terrain, the larger starships can't get in at all, even if the demons' small shuttles are passing through this wide star ring of hundreds of kilometers, if they are not careful, they will be hit by the small stones floating around.

This is the Fear Rift.

The Burning Legion's most important supply point in this star field is also the real rear relative to the Legion's front line.

Dressed as a necromancer in disguise, Yubecca, and her mentor, Kanressad, disguised as a petite succubus and a muscular Angry Guard, the two of them mingled on the three-tiered ground of the Dreadrift, wandering among the true demons, gathering all the information they could see.

On the second basement level of this shattered land, there is also a combination of their companions, the High Elf Warlock Sinfer and the Werewolf Warlock Sinning.

These four guys are the "spies" who were sent to the Rift in advance by the Grand Karcist Kel'thugad.

As for how they were singled out, uh, that's a sad story... A dozen or so high-ranking warlocks from the Black Scythe Council gathered to draw lots, and the four of them won the bid, and before they left Dalaran, the bastards each paid for a meal at the Magic Hotel, as if it were the final parting scene.

A very few high-level warlocks who are very good at acting even took the hands of these four unlucky people, and when they recalled the past, they shed tears of hypocrisy and schadenfreude on the spot.

Warlocks are like that.

Not only do you have to fight with demons, but you also have to be wary of the hypocrisy of your companions, as well as the daggers that stab from behind from time to time, so everyone who can become a high-level warlock is a real human spirit!

"There's an energy tower over there."

The succubus in Yubecca's disguise crossed her legs and leaned against Kanressad's disguised Guardian of Wrath, and she whispered:

"This is supposed to be the place where the Dreadmark Rift keeps in touch with the other demon legions, and according to Simfer, there may be a backup information transmitter on the second basement level, and we must destroy these two things as soon as the boss and them come here and seal off the space."

"Can it be done?"

Kanressad's disguised Angry Guardian kicked the Dreadner beside him viciously, making a gesture of wanting to fight, perhaps his fierce expression frightened the Dread, but in short, the guy turned and fled.

It's not that human warlocks are troublesome, it's that the demonic world is like this, and for high-level warlocks like them, they know very well how to survive in a demonic society... What is dormant and low-key, what is taoguang and obscure, does not exist!

If you do, the demons will only think that you are cowardly, and the only way to live well in this place is to make trouble! Crazy trouble, after you beat down enough demons, other demons will respect you, walk around you from afar, and dare not provoke you, but if you coax you a little, then it's over, and other demons who make trouble will continue to come to you as a stepping stone to improve your reputation.

So from this point of view, the demon society is really all evil.

"The guardians of that energy tower are a team of elite demons, and it's a little tricky."

Yubecca gestured to kiss Kanressad, and she whispered:

"But if it can cause a wave of chaos, it will only be four or five cataclysm spells that can disintegrate the tower together, and the destructiveness of this spell that the boss has just researched is really amazing... Wait, there's a new discovery over there at Simfer, cover me first! ”

As soon as Yubecca's words fell, Kanressad's angry guardian raised his hand and grabbed the slender waist of Yubecca's succubus, and under the envious and jealous gaze of the low-level demons around him, Kanressad kicked open the evil energy cave around him, brutally driving out the succubi and demon guards who were in some kind of movement among them, and then sealed the entrance to the cave with his pure evil energy.

The succubus disguised by Eubecca took a red spar from between her wings, and after activating it, the sweet and greasy voice of the High Elf warlock Simfer resounded in this cave:

"Yubeka, Kanressad, come to the second basement!"

"I stumbled upon a very interesting guy! It might be able to help us a lot! ”