Marton World was a cage for the unfallen Bronze Titan Sargeras, used to imprison the demons who were causing chaos in the stars, and the oldest members of the Burning Legion were the first prisoners in this world, and then Sargeras fell, in order to fight against the void that invaded the stars of the world, he had to have an invincible army of his own, and he also had to be able to resist the corrosion of the void, so he took a fancy to the demons born from the chaos.

With a single sword, he split the Marton cage, freed the demons, and formed the infamous Burning Legion, and the world was destroyed, a broken world is not a "landscape" to speak of, and the demons' unaesthetic building complexes and well-defended war fronts have nothing to say at all, but the large starport on the edge of this broken world is unexpectedly eye-catching.

As a transit point for the Burning Legion in several star regions, Marton plays a very important role in the Burning Legion's interstellar wars, and it often has to supply a whole or even more demon fleets for temporary or long-term docking, so in the northwest of this shattered world, a "luxurious" starship docking port is built.

The Burning Legion also has its own set of engineering systems, such as the Ganerge Demon, a special "variety" is the engineering master among the demons, they use a very rough and bold way, around the crescent-shaped broken continent set up dozens of large energy restraints, and then use dark green steel on the ground to build the main body of the starport, although it is full of sulfur-smelling evil energy, but this giant black fortress as a whole looks like it is still full of futuristic science fiction.

Especially in the three-dimensional space of the starport, every few minutes, there are demon shuttles that have broken away from the binding force field and enter the orbit above Marton in the spray of green flames for daily patrols, while the demon starships used for war are quietly docked in their own docking areas, allowing those shuttles like flexible bugs to fly around them.

Although this scene is a system of demonic power, it is also a grand scene that Azeroth's life cannot create, and it is also the future that Azeroth's civilization may have.

But now, on the dock of this magnificent and huge starport, a storm of dazzling and dangerous silver flames is accompanied by the high temperature and terrifying loud noise generated by the explosion, which makes the entire steel-cast starport shake terrifyingly, and the solid dark green steel platform was blasted out of a large crack visible to the naked eye by this terrifying projectile explosion, and the explosion also affected the energy operation of the starport, so that the force field restraints on the edge of the starport failed one after another.

At the same time that the huge starships docked in the starport lost their binding force field and slowly rowed out of the berth area like unmanned warships, on the starport dock not far away, the silver flame storm that destroyed everything slowly dissipated in the breath of destruction after more than ten seconds.

This rare silver flame was produced by the simultaneous explosion of hundreds of high-explosive bombs made of holy silver, and its essence was a flame phenomenon rich in extreme heat and terrifying positive energy, not a real flame, but much more terrifying than the physical form of fire.

Holy Silver, this is an alchemy product that has restraint on any dark power, and between the simultaneous explosions of hundreds of holy silver bombs thrown by Oreses, a dozen demon commanders who were in the center of the explosion and had no time to defend were engulfed in an instant by this purifying holy silver fire.

In the burning of the extremely hot flames, their demonic bodies were "vaporized", and there was not even a slag left.

The stronger Sixth Lord of Nasrezm, Rassellek, tried to turn into a bat to dodge the blow, but it couldn't dodge completely, after the heat of the flames fell, in the ruins of the melted and twisted Starport docks, the miserable Sixth Lord only had a complete head left, and the powerful vitality of the high-level demon became a terrifying torture at this moment, making it unable to survive or die.

As for the leader of this "terrorist attack", the Flame Lady Oresses, who was also engulfed in the flames of the burning Holy Silver, she did not make any defenses at all, and allowed her body to be burned by the terrible flames.

But this is not a stupid "suicide".

Unlike Subject 12-A's mission of "seduction", the high-ranking warlock Orethus, codenamed Subject 12-B, underwent complete secrecy in the Karazan Laboratory, and the body modification performed by the Grand Lich himself was prepared for this moment of destruction.

The High Lord once referred to Subjects 12-A and 12-B as Darkblade's deadliest agents, but this was not just a metaphor.

In special circumstances, they are really "deadly"!

This unexpected "suicide attack" destroyed the commanders and lords at the top of the command system of the Demon Legion of the Marton World in an instant, and 70% of the high-level commanders died here, just like a "decapitation operation" with extreme accuracy.

This explosion was more like a secret coupling of the gear machine to be activated, less than 3 minutes after the explosion, in the 7 different directions of the Marden Shattered World, the road marker opened by the Saleint work who had already been in place for the Death Rift, 7 terrifying thick black and blue rifts were accompanied by a terrifying loud sound of the space being torn apart, and in the surge of the dark blue mist, the seven war groups that had been prepared for a long time swarmed in.

"Boom"

The Black Ships of the Darkblade Legion's Experimental Damnation Fleet roared out of the Dead's Rift that resembled a rift in the world, and unlike the last Shatar battle, these ships were loaded with a full arsenal of weapon systems.

"The bomb dropping system is on! Enter Scavenger Mode! Cluster bomb loading..."

"Kill them all!"

Amid the frenzied screams of the dead gnomes who operated the warships, the bomb ports beneath the black wrath that had rushed into the world of Marton quickly opened, and they swept over the demons' defensive positions like predatory ravens, and under the gaze of the bewildered demons, the terrifying bombs wrapped in black shells and smeared with the Dark Blade insignia were released from the mounts one after another.

From a distance, it looks like a slanted black line in the sky.

"Boom"

The first bomb landed on a precise spot, only falling into the demons' artillery position, and the moment the bomb collided with the earth, the crimson flames erupted like a squeezed liquid, and between the roar and the tearing, completely wiped out a part of the artillery position.

"Boom Boom"

In an instant, the terrifying sea of fire like a land bombardment completely covered the demons who were caught off guard, along with the earth and fortress, along with the sea of evil magma that emitted the smell of sulfur, and in the crazy burning of the flames, the weak demons could not survive the explosion at all, and only those powerful, thick-skinned demons could rush out of this burning steel hell in reverse.

The Abyss Lord, whose left claw had been blown off and his wings had been torn apart, howled out of the burning sea of flames, and the evil halberd in the demon's hands had been melted by the heat.

Demons do have great resistance to fire and toxins, but just because they have resistance doesn't mean they can really ignore the damage caused by the burning flames.

Before the lucky Abyss Lord could breathe in the air of freedom, it saw a black torrent rushing down the ridge in front of it, a weapon of war it had never seen before, thousands of mechanical chariots arranged in a phalanx, fast metal wheels in the midst of the piercing steel tracks, and a heavy, massive, oppressive black turret on top of the platform-like black armor.

On top of each of the steel chariots rushing downward, sat warriors in black armor armed with weapons, wearing uniform black skull helmets, and beneath the goggles of the helmets were dark blue, or dark red eyes.

"The undead! It's the undead! ”

The Abyss Lord, who had just escaped from the land bombardment of the Wrath Fleet, saw through the identity of the enemy, but there were simply not enough demon warriors around it, in the lines that had been completely destroyed by flames and explosions, to charge with it.

"Kill that idiot!"

Lord Sarufar, who was standing at the front of the speeding land tank, also saw the Abyss Lord standing in the way of the tank phalanx's charge, and at this distance, he couldn't hear the demon's roar, but he didn't care what the demon was shouting.

Under the order of the Lord of Death, the huge caliber main gun of the speeding Marine Tank slowly moved, and after adjusting it up and down several times, with a muffled sound, the speeding tank retreated strangely, and then resumed its normal gallop.

In that thunderous sound, a sharp grenade roared in the smoke and rushed towards the Abyss Lord who blocked the way, the high-level demon saw the flying cannonball, it roared and waved the half-melted halberd in its hand, and slammed it on the cannonball, the heavily hit grenade exploded in the air, and the flames of destruction and flying fragments shrouded the Abyss Lord's huge body again.

It was miserable, and the explosion made it weaker, but before it could catch its breath, three more shells flew by.

This time, it couldn't be stopped.

"Boom"

As the earth shook, the Abyss Lord was smashed to the ground with his torn head, and then run over by the sturdy tracks of the heavy tank, leaving a dark green blood rut on the ground, the last trace of the high-level demon left in the stars.

But it was lucky, it had seen its own death with its own eyes, and it wasn't too painful to die, and in the midst of the group assault of the Dark Blade, the rest of its compatriots...

Not so lucky.

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Even if you stand in the Star Harbor area, the shadow looks back, you can see the faint flames and the scorching storm raised by the explosion jumping on the land of Marton in the distance, although you can't hear the sound of war here, you can't feel the pulse of war, but you can clearly feel the suffocation of being choked by war and death.

The entire demon world has been disrupted by the surprise attack of the Darkblade.

The 6 million demons have a complete management and combat system, although at this moment, the second half of this system is still intact, and hundreds of thousands of demon commanders are still directing the demons on the battle line to fight against the incoming necromancy, but the upper level of Marton's command system has been completely destroyed.

Without the manipulation and command of the demon generals at the macro level, no matter how hard the subordinate commanders worked, they could not control the overall situation of the war, maybe in the local battlefield, the demons who counterattacked could block the surprise attack and kill of the Darkblade War Band, but their persistence and efforts were actually meaningless, at the moment when Orethas detonated the hundreds of holy silver bombs, the demons of Marton had already lost at the macro level of the war.

But... The attack by the Darkblade was not intended to destroy Marton completely, the ongoing war was only a stage in some deeper conspiracy, the war was not an end in itself, it was just a means for the big men to advance their plans.

So in this sense, if the demons can hold out long enough, maybe they will survive the war hell brought by the Dark Blade.

But that, perhaps, is not a lucky thing.

"Tsk, that's miserable."

In the wreckage of the Starport blast zone, the shadow of a high-ranking agent, with a group of heavily armed death knights, is searching for something in the ruins of completely distorted steel.

The shadow used his black-gloved fingers to flick the bones under his feet, this thing should belong to some high-level demon, but in the scorching of the holy silver flame, all the flesh and blood of the demon were incinerated, and only the burned blackened skull remained, and the scene was extremely permeating.

"Maybe it could make a nice collectible."

The high-ranking agent tried to pick up the finger bone, but the finger was slightly forced, and what should have been the strongest bone shattered in her hand.

"What a bad luck!"

The shadow cursed, stood up, and patted the dust off her hands, and just then, in the shadows behind her, a death knight shouted:

"Sir! Over here! We've found her! ”

The shadow immediately rushed over, and in a collapsed and melted depression not far away, the Death Knights moved the scattered pieces of metal covering the depression with all hands and feet, and at the bottom of the depression, there was a full-body**, red-skinned Ereda demon, it was the high-level warlock Oresses, but if you looked closely, her body was still missing a left leg, and the flesh and blood at her wound were moving abnormally, as if she was "growing" out of her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm sorry for you."

The shadow jumped off the hollow, reached out and untied her cloak, covering it over the body of Oreses**, she picked up the unconscious Flame Girl, this "from nothing" body remodeling, is the transformation of Subject 12-B, she and her sister received the transformation is different, the Great Lich set a flesh magic activation point in her soul, once the body is destroyed, that magic will be triggered, reshaping a body for her.

Subject 12-B still has a mission to complete, and the High Lord will not allow her to die here so easily.

But in this ruined ruin, it was not just the high-level warlock and demon that survived the all-destroying holy silver flame just now.

At the moment when the shadow jumped out of the ruins with Oresses in his arms, with a terrifying roar, several high-ranking knights who were cleaning up the ruins were split by the dark red knife light in the air, and with a low collision sound like a prison beast, a tall demon lord with burn marks on his body slowly stood up from the ruins.

It's a strange demon, and in its hands, it's holding an even more strange weapon.

It was a skull tomahawk with an evil aura...

"Cursed Throat!"

At the moment of seeing the axe that shone with a strange red light, Shadow's face changed drastically, and she quickly retreated with Oresses on her shoulder, and shouted at the same time:

"Retreat! Fall back! Don't go near it! ”

"We can't deal with it! Request support! ”