"Bang, bang"

A knock on the door rang out in Mavi's office, and a moment later, a hoarse voice came out:

"Come in."

The high-level agent Shadow pushed open the door with a document, and saw Mavi lying on the table struggling to write, she seemed to be writing a mission report, which should be handed over to the high lord to read, otherwise the general mission report would be done by the secretary.

The shadow did not disturb Mavi's train of thought, and after a few minutes, Mavi put down the quill in her hand, and when she raised her head, the shadow handed her the document in her hand, who took it in her hand, looked through it for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Yo, these ragtags are making good progress, and the second war is starting so soon."

As she spoke, Mavi looked up at the shadow:

"Have you sent back the records and various data from the Battle of the Rift?"

"Well, it took 17 runestones to record the data alone, and there are a lot of video materials."

The shadow replied:

"Analysts are already analysing the data, and detailed statistics will be available in three days."

"3 days? No way! ”

Mavi snorted, put the papers in her hand aside, and said:

"In 3 days, they have even finished the battle of Niskara, give them 2 days, the undead don't need to sleep! Give me overtime and work all night! Get your data to me as fast as possible! The Boss and the entire strategic chain of command are watching this war, and the Dark Alliance is like a test test for us to put into the stars, and all the information about their actions can be the basis for the Dark Blade to enter the stars in the future. ”

"It's important, so you coordinate it yourself."

"Okay!"

The shadow answered, but she seemed a little suspicious, and she lowered her voice and asked:

"Mavi, did you inform the boss of the deal between us and the Order? This is a sensitive matter, and I don't think we can work first and then report it, because it will go wrong. ”

"I didn't mention it."

Mavi also had a headache and lit a lady's cigarette for herself, and in the strange smell of sandalwood, she whispered:

"But I suspect that the Boss knew about this before it happened, and to be honest, I suspect that the Boss has "eyes" in the Order, and he has never let go of his surveillance of those "traitors". ”

"He knows that reporting to us is two different things."

The shadow said casually:

"The operation of the system is not maintained by the cooperation of the mind, and since it is in this system, it is necessary to abide by the rules of the system."

"Of course I know that, if it weren't for you coming over suddenly, I would have been in the boss's office by now."

Glancing at the shadow, Mavi tapped on an unnamed document and the mission report she had just written on her desk, and said:

"The Deep Sea gave us the topographic map of the planet Knossos in advance, and also identified the temple that stored the demonic knowledge of the ancient Nasrezm, as well as several treasure troves that may store special materials, and also gave us all the identification codes, which is equivalent to our agents just riding the Dark Alliance spaceship, touching the planet, and retrieving things according to the map."

"It's like digging for something... However, I heard that before the agents left, the boss ordered the high-ranking agents of Marais to join them, but the problem is, no one knows what her mission is. ”

Mavi scratched her hair, and she looked at the shadow:

"Marais has always been your subordinate, so you know what?"

The shadow shrugged:

"Of course I do, but I can't tell you, Mavi... It's discipline. ”

"I can only say that Marais's journey was part of a certain experiment, and that was an extremely cruel mission."

In the treasure trove of Niskara, the dark green evil energy fluorescent illuminates the dark space, which is not as cluttered as other demon camps, like a real exhibition of collectibles, where the most precious things looted by the Burning Legion from various worlds are placed, and this is only the most insignificant part of the endless treasures.

Walking in it, Illidan didn't pay attention to the precious treasures placed on the shelves around him, his goal was always clear.

At the end of the treasury, on a stone platform filled with all sorts of scars, lay two quaint blades, different from the Esinos blades used by Illidan, with the hilt in front and the blade in the back, like the fist blades used by the Assassins.

It was undecorated on the outside, and its blade looked a little thin, unlike the finely carved weapons of Azeroth, more like a shoddy blacksmith made of rough metal and then wrapped around the handle with two strips of cloth.

There is no glowing enchantment, no delicate patterns, no perfect arcs, this is a knife, an ordinary knife, a war knife used by the Odaqi, a fighting race that has long been annihilated in the history of the stars.

On the blade, a faint trail of blood shone, like the only decoration of this simple sword.

It was the blood of the Dark Titan Sargeras, representing the highest glory a weapon could obtain, and in this blade, there was a sleeping soul, Illidan did not need to open the ghost vision, he could clearly feel that the soul, inhabited by the blade, seemed to be alive, seemed to be breathing, like the last warrior on the battlefield, still engaged in endless battles.

"Whoosh"

The moment Illidan approached the sword, a sharp sword light lit up in front of his abrupt eyes, and the demon hunter raised his finger, and the demonic claws reached out, crushing the sword light with one hand.

On his face with a dark red strip of cloth, Illidan was expressionless:

"Is that welcome? Toranal the Fearless. ”

"You... You're not a demon! ”

A hoarse, steel-like voice rang out in Illidan's mind, and he spoke in the demonic language, a language that demon hunters must master, and the owner of that voice seemed to be scrutinizing Illidan, and his tone was full of disdain:

"But you're fighting with demonic powers, are you a lackey of the Burning Legion? You're trying to wield my sword, too? You... Is it worthy? ”

Illidan didn't answer the question, he hated to talk to strangers, and his time was precious, so he ignored Toranal the Fearless, and he spread his hands and said in a deep voice:

"My world and I are threatened by demons, ten thousand years ago and now, demons invaded my time, twice... They failed twice, but the demons brewed a third invasion, and this time, they had to do their best, so we had to do it too! ”

"I'm stepping into the stars with my comrades, this is probably the first expedition between the stars in our world, and I'm here for you! Come for your blades! ”

"If you want to defeat demons, you have to have more power than them! I am in awe of your defeat of the dark incarnation of Sargeras, for I too have faced the Dark Titan, and I know it better than anyone else. ”

"I need your help! Your world is dead, but my world is alive, and if you still have regrets about your world, then join me in fighting for my world and for the rest of the worlds in the stars! ”

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself."

"My name is Illidan... Illidan. Raging winds. You're not the only one who has defeated Sargeras, I also fought off the Dark Titan 10,000 years ago, so, to your last question, my answer is..."

"I think I deserve it!"

"My time is precious, and my comrades-in-arms are buying me time with their lives, so do you continue to stay here and remember the glory of the past, or join forces with me to send the Dark Titan and his Burning Legion to hell in the future..."

"Now, it's your turn!"

On the other side, on the Shattered Star of Nikara, on the second layer of defense leading to the demon base camp, hundreds of thousands of fierce demons are clenching their weapons and engaging in the most frantic battle against the surging demon zombies.

These demons were sent into this precarious line of defense by the Overseer, if they didn't come, they would be killed on the spot by the Overseer, and they entered the line of defense, under the ravages of the zombie tide, they could live a little longer, but once the second layer of defense showed signs of being breached, the demon artillery position behind the third layer of defense line would immediately open fire.

The artillery that does not distinguish between us and us will engulf the tide of zombies, but it will also tear apart the demons on the defensive line.

The entire battlefield was a mess, countless demons fell in an instant, and then were resurrected into demon walking corpses in convulsions, joining the terrifying zombie tide, the death knights continued to manipulate these walking demon corpses to surround the demons from all directions, and they pressed on all fronts, blocking the elite demons of Niskara's headquarters on the defense line and not allowing them to enter.

The demons here are extremely powerful, if it weren't for the first wave of raids, Niskara's starport was occupied by the undead, once there is the support of the starships, then even if the death knights are desperate, it is impossible to advance the war to this point.

However, as the effect of the plague on the ground gradually faded, and the number of walking corpses activated by battlefield fighting alone was far from keeping up with the corpses consumed in battle, the Order Death Knight was now able to withstand and even suppress the demons, but this situation was quickly reversed, especially after the demons from other parts of Niskara broke through the encirclement of the Dark Reapers of the Black Scythe Council and successfully merged with the demons in the base camp, they once again had the upper hand in numbers.

In other words, the Dark Alliance's casualties on the demons weren't enough to bring them down.

"Damn it! We are a serious disadvantage in firepower! The demons can hold back our hordes of corpses with their damn cannons, and Illidare's cargoship won't be of use! We're being pressed and beaten! Damn it! ”

Lord Kurtaz cursed as he buckled his helmet to his head, and he called out to his lieutenant Sasarian behind him:

"Let them throw all the remaining plague barrels into the demon's position! I'll rush with the knights! ”

"And! Next time you come to fight, remember to bring artillery units! Less is better than nothing at all! ”

And at the moment when Lord Kurtaz dragged his war hammer and jumped onto his death horse, an exclamation suddenly sounded from the group of warlocks behind him, so that the dwarf lord couldn't help but raise his head, and then he saw that on the ridge in front of him, on the third layer of defense line where the dense demon fort was located, one by one flames were erupting wildly.

"It's Illidan! And his demon hunters! ”

Thassarian shouted:

"They're back to support us!"

That's right, it's Illidan!

It's a completely different Illidan.

In the state of demon transformation, Illidan's demon body reached nearly 6 meters, different from the previous demon with wings on his back, Illidan at this time is more like a brutal demonic dinosaur, under the black sharp horns like huge horns, is a face that has become resolute, behind the muscular demon body, the position that originally gave birth to wings, instead, has become a series of hideous black bone spurs, those bone spurs are accompanied by Illidan's violent attack, just like a pair of terrifying bone wings.

His huge hooves trampled on the demon's position, and with each step forward, the ground under his feet would shatter due to the frenzied surge of power, the most conspicuous thing was that on Illidan's arms, there was a pair of full-covered fist armor, which was a very unpopular weapon, like two shields, protecting Illidan's arms, and in front of the fist armor, there was a hand armor covered in steel with terrifying spikes.

The dark green power of evil energy and the red power of the Odaki warriors lingered on his fists, making Illidan look less gloomy and cunning, and more domineering and arrogant.

He roared, and in front of him, a furious Abyss Lord brandished a war halberd to drive Illidan and his demon hunters who broke into the artillery position, but Illidan did not dodge, and at the moment when the Abyss Lord rushed, he jumped up from the ground, and in a roar like thunder, his heavy fists waved, and his left hand blocked the halberd smashed by the Abyss Lord, and in the sparks of the weapon collision, his right fist, covered in heavy steel, smashed into the ugly inverted triangular head of the Abyss Lord like a war hammer.

"Bang"

Just as a ripe watermelon was smashed and cracked, disgusting green blood and red brains were thrown everywhere, the demonic Illidan grabbed the severely deformed head of the Abyss Lord, and in the activity of the Calamity Fist on both arms, he forcibly tore the ugly head apart, the headless body of the Abyss Lord was still twitching on the ground, and Illidan who dragged the ugly head had bypassed the battlefield.

Illidan moved his shoulders alone, his upper body bare, his ox-like hooves taking a step forward, and the demons took a step back in panic. With a wave of his hand, he smashed the demon's head at the feet of the panicked demon guards in front of him, and the scene instantly caused the demons in front of him to disperse in a hurry.

It's not for nothing that there are demons who rely on brute force to kill the Abyss Lord, but it's scary to do it so neatly...

"Bang"

Illidan clenched his fists, and in the explosion of evil power, the heavy fist of calamity slammed into the surface of the huge evil cannon in front of him, smashing and twisting the steel creation, and in the explosion of fire, this huge demon stood on the ridge of the mountain, and raised a huge fist against the death knights and warlocks who began to counterattack below, and against the backdrop of the beating flames of destruction, it seemed to represent...

Victory.

Already in your hands! 2k reading web