There really aren't many options left for His Excellency Elodus.

In the face of the clansmen who were gearing up to find out the villains who betrayed the race and then executed them, the new Great Demon did not hesitate for long.

Perhaps the Dark Titan wants his subordinates to be true evil warriors, but alas, Lord Elodus is a man who lives hard...

A day later, Elodus had made a choice, and under the watchful eyes of General Ishka and Casanatyr, the titular leader of the Eredans had signed his true name on a contract that shone with pale light, and it had no way out, and now it could only hope that the great man would be able to stop the Dark Titan, and only then would it have the only way to live.

Casanatyr put away the scroll, and the Dreadlord glanced at the ugly Elodus, who let out a sly laugh, then stretched out his claws and patted Elodus on the shoulder, as close as a real brother.

It whispered to Elodus:

"Don't be so disappointed, my brother, think about it, after getting rid of your fear of the Dark Titan, you will find that this is actually a good thing."

"A good thing?"

Elodus snorted, and with a straight face:

"The Dark Titan came with the will to destroy the stars, for the past hundreds of thousands of years, he has been the most terrifying existence in this group, and now a Dead Monarch has jumped out casually, claiming to challenge the Dark Titan, and the worst thing is that I am still tied to this wrecked ship that is about to sink, to be honest, I don't see anything good about it."

"It's really a good thing."

Casanatire snorted, and the Dreadlord said slowly:

"You don't really think that Sargeras will think of the Burning Legion as if he were his own? Don't be stupid, the Burning Legion is only a means to achieve the eternal silence of the stars, not an end in itself, let me ask you... The Dark Titan wants to create a new era without the threat of the Void, he wants a perfect future, he wants to lay down new rules for the stars... If he did achieve all this, do you think he would let a group of demons who only know destruction roam his new world? ”

Elodos' face was even more ugly.

And Casanatyr, who had been watching it, snorted triumphantly:

"No, it won't! The Burning Legion that follows Sargeras all the way to the Black will not end well, and their best outcome in the future will be to be thrown into the battlefield in the center of the stars by the Dark Titans, and fight to the death with those unclean void creatures... It's waste, you know? ”

"Sargeras never considered us henchmen, otherwise why would he rebuild the Dark Pantheon without telling us?"

"The Titans, even if they were killed by Sargeras himself, are still the people Sargeras trusts the most, and we... Hehe, even if it's a fraudster and a polluter, it's just a good dog's leg, but it can be discarded at any time. ”

Like a viper, the Dreadlord spilled his vicious venom little by little on Elodos's heart.

"Those demons who are born in the warped void have no brains, they can't think about this terrifying future, but we, the Nasrezm and Iredar, we are the brains of the Burning Legion, we should not only look at the current scene of destruction, we should think about our own future, you are a leader, I am also a leader, when we make decisions, we need to think more about the people who follow us."

"We Nasrezm don't talk about it, we were born from the oldest demon civilization in the Twisted Void, our ancestors originally stayed in the home planet to study the dark arts, although we occasionally fight, but overall, we are not the same as those demons who are born warlike. The war for the destruction of the stars is inconsistent with the will of the Nasrezm civilization, and we were forcibly recruited into the Burning Legion by Sargeras. ”

"We lost our freedom."

Casanaty said with a sigh on his face:

"And you? Eredas, you were originally happy to live in the world of Argus, and Sargeras took a fancy to the star soul of your world, so he destroyed your world, destroyed your civilization, and turned you into demons... Ackmond's power-hungry madman aside, you're the fraudster's most trusted henchman, I don't think you don't know... In the hearts of fraudsters, there is actually remorse, right? ”

General Elodus shook his head, it did not answer the question.

But it knows, indeed, that fraudsters do sometimes shut themselves up in their own temples, probably... That great demon probably has remorse for destroying his planet and civilization.

"Hehe, you're in the same situation as Azeroth."

Seeing the change in Elodus's expression, Casanatyr knew that his seduction had almost served its purpose, and he coughed lightly and said to Elodus:

"Argus has Star Souls, Azeroth has them, Argus has civilizations, Azeroth has them, and when you Eredas encounter the Legion, they are more advanced and powerful than Azeroth's civilization, but unfortunately... Your will is not as strong as that of a group of barbarians, and you have bowed down to Sargeras, so grovelled to the future of your world and your race, and then you have fallen to the point where you are now..."

The Dreadlord looked at the vast stars in front of him, and a strange pride seemed to appear in his eyes, and he said:

"But Azeroth didn't."

"That weak world has been resisting, and they have persevered until now, and their persistence has paid off."

"As long as we survive this last battle, that world will be the savior of this star... That is an achievement that you Eredas will never achieve, and their victory also shows a truth, Lord Elodos, listen to me, there is never a way out for others to be a dog, and only by living like a human being, living with gritted teeth, can it be possible to touch the last hope. ”

Casanatire patted the demon general on the shoulder again, and it said:

"But to be honest, it's not too late to repent."

"You can't go back to the world of Argus, but the Nasrezm will welcome you to settle in the worlds of Nasresa and La Encona."

The First Lord of the Dreadlord said kindly:

"Nasrezm and Ereda, two demon races with wisdom and strength join hands to form a brotherly alliance, our demon empire will start from those two planets, just like the journey of the world of Azeroth, we will have endless territory, endless wealth, we will lay a great country in the stars! We will build an empire as powerful as the Burning Legion! ”

"You like power, don't you? My brother, by that time, you will have real power ... and not a power given by others. ”

"That's where the real Eredar reign lies! Believe me, my brother Elodus, it only takes a small adventure for our future to be bright! ”

Casanatyr's statement that he was full of ambition also gave Elodus, who could not turn back, a little hope for the future. Taking the opportunity to climb to the throne of the Great Demon, this Ereda Demon was somewhat daring to fight, it took a deep breath, looked at the stars, and filled the fear in its heart with a glimmer of hope, but soon, it thought of another question, it looked at Casanatyr, and it asked:

"I would like to ask you a question, Casanatyr, as you said, I am a leader, and you are also a leader, so how do you reconcile the differences of ideas between the people?"

"Huh?"

Casanatyr looked at Elodus suspiciously, and it didn't seem to understand Elodus' thoughts, and asked:

"What disagreement?"

"It's a difference of ideas!"

Elodus said sorrowfully:

"Not all Eredar demons are willing to follow me, Ishka scolds me for being a wolf, sitting back and watching my people being attacked by other demons, in fact, I can't help it, they don't want to obey me, they don't even want to accept my orders, how can I protect them? And now, if we want to leave the Legion, it will certainly not be everyone willing to fight against the Dark Titan..."

"Ah, easy!"

The First Lord of the Dreaddemon King waved his claws casually and whispered:

"There's always someone who thinks differently than you... Wouldn't it be a problem to kill all those demons with unique ideas? ”

"Huh? Is it so crude and simple? ”

Elodus' eyes widened, and the First Lord of Nasrezm shrugged:

"Of course! It's as simple as that, otherwise what do you think I've been doing these months? ”

"In order to welcome your arrival, I have "cleaned up" the two planets of Nasrezm, and Nasrezm cannot hurt each other, so I hired the interstellar mercenary group of Soul Hunter Imenar to 'persuade' my obsessive compatriots, those dog offal are very sharp, and it has saved me a lot of time. ”

As Casanatyr spoke, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he said with some gloom:

"The only pity is that my once loyal subordinate, the stubborn Third Lord Varimathas, has called me a tyrant who is loyal to the Dark Titan, and I can't convince it to go out with Banazar and the generally knowledgeable Tikdios."

The First Lord sighed as he stroked the new ring on his finger, also made from the Dreadlord's skull:

"It's a pity... It's actually quite capable, and it may become the consul of the Demon Empire in the future. ”

Elodos shivered as he glanced at the skull ring wrapped around the wailing demon soul on Casanatyr's finger, and the staff in his hand embellished with the skulls of his kind.

It suddenly realized...

This new partner of mine is not a good one.

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With the help of the Ethereal Fleet, the Azeroth Vanguard spent a few days bringing the Antolan Wasteland under their control, and in this land infested by evil energy, there are still many wandering demons who are unwilling to surrender and are still resisting, but with the second batch of legions stationed in the Argus world, the survival positions of these demons will be squeezed little by little, until in the end, they will either surrender and become the contract demons of the Warlocks of the Black Scythe Council, or they will be hacked to death and used as "nourishment" for the swarm weapons.

The "Leviathan Worm" developed by the Blightcaller and the Worm Subbase Empire together has been tested on the Marton battlefield, and it is already a weapon that can be applied to the decisive battle in actual combat, and in the face of the doomsday decisive battle of the Burning Legion that is pouring into the nest, such a weapon will definitely appear, after all, the world of Argus is only the front line, and the real battlefield of the decisive battle is still in the world of Azeroth, and this land filled with evil energy will also become the best war quagmire to delay the attack of the demons.

The vanguard army's excavation of the ruins of the Burning Throne is also on track, every day the creations of the demons are sent back to the base for research, and some materials that can be used will also be collected, and some evil artifacts in the ruins of the Demon Throne will be sent back to the world of Azeroth as trophies, and will be used to inspire the people of the world to maintain the courage to resist under the full operation of the propaganda system.

However, the lower level of the ruins of the Burning Throne is tightly sealed, and the passage from the Antorus Mountains to the core of the world is guarded by the Thunderforge legions of the Titan Guardians, and in the core of the world of Argus, another distorted fallen titan, Argus the Silencer, is not an enemy that mortals can fight, and the Guardians send a cautious message to the outside world, and until this threat is cleared, the Antolan Wasteland remains under martial law.

Of course, the Titan Guardians are also incapable of dealing with an adult Titan infused with evil powers, even if it is slightly less of a threat than Agrama.

The Great Guardian Rai has entrusted the problem solving big man to deal with Argus's troubles, and although it is not said who it is, it is already a secret that needs no explanation in the vanguard high command.

In the world of Azeroth, there is only one existence that can solve such troubles.

In the darkness of the world of Argus, Tyrion walked in the dead realm of this destroyed world, and after Yuna connected to the Death Star Sea, the High Lord could enter the dead realm of a certain planet in the present world through the connection of the Death Star Sea.

The death realm of the Argus world has also been affected by the withering of all things in the present world, the area has become smaller, the environment has become dilapidated, and the endless dead souls surging in it have also made the Great Lord frown.

The native species of this world have either transformed into Eredar demons, or they have been mercilessly killed by demons, and the undead of a world are crowded into this small realm of death, where the death mutations are more terrifying than the Dementors seen when Tyrion stepped into the Azeroth Realm of Death.

Death has been affected by evil powers, so that the souls in this broken death world tend to a vicious evolution, and those wailing dead souls merge together and become terrifying monsters with distorted faces, just like the kind of pathetic monster with flesh and bones condensed like the Devourer of a Thousand Faces that the Great Lord killed when he released Yuna's soul...

These monsters must all be killed and the dead souls can be restored to peace, and then the seeds of the Tree of Reincarnation can be planted here to re-realize the cycle of life and death in the world of Argus, but now, the Great Lord does not have the time to deal with these monsters, he walks in the dead world of Argus in order to solve the biggest trouble in this world.

In the world of death in front of the Great Lord's eyes, the core of Argus's planet and the sleeping fallen Titans in it are like being separated by a light veil of mist, and there is a feeling of shadow.

He could see the fallen titan Argus standing in the heart of the world filled with dark green evil energy.

That's the Silencer... One of the members of the Dark Pantheon, given the name by Sargeras, he looked hopeless, he seemed to be sleeping deeply, but it was obviously not okay to just let him stay here, it was a threat, and it had to be removed.

"Ahem"

Tyrion coughed lightly, he hovered on the edge of the merging of the dead and the present, his hands crossed over his abdomen, letting his black trench coat and long hair blow in the air, and he said in a voice that went straight to the soul:

"It's time to wake up, Argus..."

"You need to talk to me about your future."