No matter what form of life, in a state of extreme exhaustion, it will enter a dormant state similar to a deep sleep, to conserve physical strength, and at the same time give the body enough time to recover itself.

For demons, when they are dying, they will also go into dormancy, and in this process, the evil energy in the demon's body will reverse to fill the host's missing life energy, and this irritable and uncontrollable power will have a "healing" effect at this moment, but it is not without a price.

Allowing evil energy to fill the body can indeed keep the demons alive, but it will also make them more deeply affected by the evil energy, and fall into that destructive power, so that too many times to integrate the evil energy, it is easy to "burn" the demons' already little reason, make them uglier, and make them monsters slaughtering wildly, but... This negative impact does not seem to be a bad thing for demons.

The dormant demons are the most vulnerable, due to the weakness of the body, their senses will also decline, just like the sleeping humans, it is easy to be killed by the dagger in the dark, so for the demons, at the moment when they have a premonition that they are about to sleep, they will try to find the safest place.

This survival instinct exists in the consciousness of any life, and the Ereda Twins also have this survival instinct, but for this ill-fated sister, now is not the time to pay attention to style, the situation of the high-ranking warlock Oresses is very bad, and Queen Salorath is exhausted from fleeing from the Valkyries of Hela.

In this cave in the hidden valley in the wilderness of Sulama, the two sisters fell into a deep hibernation almost one after the other, and they were almost undefended except for the several warning enchantments that Queen Salorath had arranged around the valley before Chen slept.

All it takes is for a demon hunter armed with a demon-slaying blade to wander here, and he can easily slay the frail Eredar Twins and become the hero of Azeroth, but fortunately, the goddess of luck in this world seems to favor these two demon sisters from afar.

In a deep hibernation of more than ten hours, they were not disturbed by anyone... Or rather, not awakened.

It wasn't until the empty stomach made a gurgling sound due to the lack of energy, and the instinct of the body was also calling for the moment when Queen Salorath woke up, that the purple-skinned demon beautiful girl finally opened her eyes.

There was still a dim and damp cave in front of me, and a slightly hazy ray of sunlight was shining into the cave from the entrance of the cave, but the light did not make the cave brighter, but under the light of that halo, the other places became deeper and darker.

The ashes left behind by the energy and incineration of the lifeforms were still in place, not blown away, and the piles of ashes looked somewhat oozing, but for the well-informed demons, this scene... It's a little interesting.

However, these seemingly normal scenes in front of her did not make Queen Salorath relax, as a high-level demon, she could sense that there was more in the shadows of this cave... Stuff!

And probably because in the death battle between Hela and Odin, she was radiated by the power of the powerful and pure Titan and the gloomy and strange power of death at the same time, and Queen Salorath felt that her senses became stronger day by day, as if the power that had been dormant for a long time had been strangely improved after turning into the demon of Ereda.

Although it is not clear why this power increase is made, in general, it should be a good thing.

Queen Salorath stood up quietly, standing in front of her sleeping sister, she tried to mobilize some of the strength in her body, in the surging of evil energy, the world in her eyes, became clearer, this time, the sneaky guy hidden in the dark, can no longer hide from her.

"Get out!"

The Shadow Girl waved her left hand, and a shadow arrow that was deeper than before roared and smashed into the guy who thought he was hiding well, the black flames made a lightning-like tearing sound in the air, and between the collision of shadows, with a sound like a bird waving its wings, the guy hidden in the shadows was finally forced out.

That's an acquaintance...

Amid the screams of a swarm of dark bats flapping their wings like a devil's hell, the Dreadlord of Nasrezm, wearing purple ornate armor, appeared at the entrance to the dark cavern, and the Dreadlord shrouded his body with his purple wings, as if he were wrapped in a large cocoon of purple darkness.

The moment Queen Salorath retreated, the Dreadlord's huge wings opened suddenly, revealing Banazar's pale face, uh, the Dreadlords' skin was all pale and pale, and in the eyes of the other demons, they looked very similar, except for Nasrezm, no one could clearly distinguish a Dreadlord from their appearance.

But fortunately, these Dreadlords follow a strange bloodline law, each Dreadlord has its own unique color, such as Banazal's wings are purple, Tikdios's wings are green with red, and Varymasas's wings are pure green, and Mepistus, who went crazy not long ago, has the most beautiful wings among the Dreadlords... Its wings are pale blue!

During the same period, there will never be two Dreadlords with the same wings color, unless a guy dies completely, and the color that belongs to it will be transferred to the newborn Nasrezm Demon.

Therefore, the way other demons can distinguish the Dreadlord is by looking at their wings, and this is a tried-and-true thing, just like the unique identity of the Dreadlord Lord, it cannot be faked at all.

"You can spot me?"

Banazar looked at Queen Salorath, who was vigilant in front of him, with a strange expression, and the Dreadlord asked with an inquiring gaze:

"You two look miserable, what the hell is going on that makes you have such keen senses... Did you volunteer to be a test subject, and then be reformed by that madman from Hela? ”

"Shut your mouth!"

Faced with the ridicule of the Dreadlord, the Shadow Girl scolded angrily:

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your jokes right now, my sister is badly injured and must be sent to Marton immediately to reclean her evil powers... Can you arrange it? ”

"Arrangement? No! I can't do that. ”

Banazar shook his head decisively, and the cunning Dreadlord scratched his chin with his sharp claws, and said with a "grief" on his face:

"I'm not as powerful as you think, Martona is already the base camp of Casanatyr, and I can't get involved in it, according to the current situation, once your sister goes there, it is estimated that she may... Can't come back, tsk, it's really sad, right? ”

"Besides, I need to confirm one thing first!"

Banazal looked at Queen Saloras, and he whispered:

"The scene of the Wallagarh Fortress falling from the sky, we can see it, the waste of Memphistos was also sent to the rear by you, which means that you are on the line with Hela, you are really worthy of being a student trained by the fraudsters himself, and his ability to do things is really first-class, so, the shield of Agrama, have you gotten it?"

Banazal's question made Queen Salorath's pretty eyes narrow, and she whispered:

"Got it, how's it going? I didn't get it, so what if? ”

"If we get it, it means that we have the hole card in our hand to counter Casanatyr!"

Banazar snorted, his vicious gaze glaring at Orethes, who was lying behind the Lady of Shadows, and said:

"If we don't, why should we take the risk to help you two losers? You see, you said it yourself, your sister's condition is terrible, in the hellish land of Azeroth, the concentration of evil energy here can't heal her injuries at all, you want to save her, and we want the shield of Agrama, each taking what he needs, don't we? ”

"Then how do I know if you can be trusted?"

At this point, Queen Salorath no longer hid anything, and she asked directly:

"Now Casanatier is the leader of the Dreadlord race, most of the Dreadlords under the stars of Azeroth have followed him, and the Dreadlord Council is also his people, although the fraudster tells me that you can be trusted, but you see... Now, I don't feel that, so I'm curious, you, and Tikdios, are you really on the side of the fraudsters? ”

"Or are you loyal to Casanatyr, an undercover agent sent to our side by the cunning Quieter?"

"Hey! Girl! ”

Queen Salorath's questioning caused Banazal to let out a scream of dissatisfaction:

"That's a serious accusation! If there is no evidence, you advise you not to talk nonsense! 10,000 years ago, as a fleet commander, I went on an expedition with the Polluters to Azeroth! My loyalty to him is not something you can question! ”

In the face of Banazal's duties, Queen Salorath crossed her arms with a nonchalant expression, and when the Dreadlord calmed down, the Shadow Daughter moved her fingers, and she said slowly:

"Then prove it to me! When my sister recovers from her injury, I will naturally give you the shield of Agrama. ”

"Don't make a fuss!"

Banazal snorted, and he said in an all-knowing tone:

"What do I want that thing for? The Agrama Shield, along with the other four Pillars of Creation, will end up in the hands of the fraudsters, it doesn't matter who gave it to you, keep it yourself, I'm just making sure it's in your hands. ”

"Tikdios has a demonic camp in Faronar in Assuna, you hide there first, and as for your sister, we will arrange for her to go to Marton for treatment."

The Dreadlord breathed a sigh of relief, and he whispered:

"I'll help you stabilize Casanatyr first, but don't expect me to hide from that madman for too long, after you reach Faronar, you have to contact the fraudster as quickly as possible and tell him everything that happened here, as you can see, the situation in Salorath and Azeroth has become clear, and the situation is very bad now, relying on you or relying on us, there is no way to reverse Casanatyr's advantage in this world and Marton."

"The battle between Kilgardan and Kasanatir over the Pillar of Creation is in its final stages, whatever the fraudster wants to do, let him as soon as possible! Of course, I would prefer that he come to this world in person and clean up Casanatyr with his own hands, rather than see you and us as victims of his struggle for power with the Quiet One! ”

In a very frank manner, Banazar said to the silent Shadow Daughter:

"Let me confirm again, you have the means to contact the fraudsters directly, right?"

"Hmm"

Queen Salorath nodded, she stepped out of her way, watching Banazal carry Oresus, who was in a terrible situation, and just before the Dreadlord turned into a bat and disappeared, the Lady of Shadows suddenly spoke:

"If, I mean, I can convince the fraudster to come into this world in person, how are you going to answer him? I've heard what happened to Akmund in this world, I don't think we can recover the Scepter of Sargeras from this world where the situation has changed drastically, there is still a lack of a strong enough energy source, the spatial rift between Marton and Azeroth is on the verge of closing, and it is difficult for the Archdemon of full power to enter this world. ”

"Moreover, Casanatyr monitors all of Azeroth, and even if you find the right source of power, it will soon be discovered."

Queen Salorath's question caused the Dreadlord Barnazar to smile strangely, and he carried the unconscious high-ranking warlock on his shoulder, and turned back to the Lady of Shadows and said:

"Child, I admit that you and your sister are very talented in the pursuit of power, but you are really not suitable for this kind of stealth reconnaissance work, and I have only one very simple answer to your question..."

"Ever heard of darkness under the lights?"

The Dreadlord let out a treacherous low laugh:

"We've been in Sulama City for years, and you think Tikdios and I haven't done anything? With just the right time, Salorath, the Well of the Night, which has been running for 10,000 years, can become the best source of energy, and the powerful magic that erupts from that well is enough to reopen the spatial rift that Akmund entered Azeroth from Mardon in the first place..."

"Believe me, it will not only allow Kil'Gardan to pass, but also easily open the way for his army to the core of this world."

At this point, the Dreadlord clawed in the air, and he said:

"But that's the limit of what Tikdios and I can do, we've got the passage right, but Kil'Gardan clearly trusts you more... So it's up to you to persuade this! ”

"All the best!"

A large, wicked smile appeared on Banazal's pale face, and the next moment, his figure turned into a flying bat, and soon disappeared into the shadow of the cave, leaving only Queen Salorath standing alone in the shadows.

She didn't have much time to think about it, because there weren't many options left for her, and her instinct, as a demon of Ereda, was constantly helping her analyze the situation in front of her, so that the Lady of Shadows finally came to a similar conclusion as Banazal.

The current dire situation in Azeroth can only be solved by the presence of fraudsters...

In that case, follow the call of instinct and start preparing for the presence of fraudsters!