Masrae hurried south.

The Stormwhip's trail was well concealed, and he didn't see any visible traces along the way, until after running for about two miles, a voice suddenly rang out from behind a rock not far away.

"Over here, Masrae, come over here!"

Following the voice, Masrae saw Christopher waving at him from behind a rock. He slowed down and walked over in the form of a Night Elf.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you had to go at least three miles away? ”

"The guys are waiting in front, I'm not worried, so I'll run back and have a look!" Christopher explained, his face excited, and he was a little incoherent with excitement, "If you want me to say, you've done a great job!" Not even the royal mages have the ability to do this! If you say that it comes to the battlefield like this......"

"It's not that easy, it's going to be windy, and my magic isn't strong enough for long!" Masrae interrupted his speculation, "Let's go, we don't have much time, and if we find out that the demons who have been lost in pursuit of us will eventually find our whereabouts if we search on a large scale!" ”

They found the Storm Whip and walked south for another afternoon. When it was almost evening, they were trudging through a dry riverbed, when suddenly a sharp whistle came from the riverbank ahead!

That's a scout's warning. Everyone lowered their bodies at once and looked in all directions, and even the war horses were pulled down and knelt on the ground.

After more than half a minute, the message was passed back.

"My lord, captain, please go up and have a look!"

"Didn't you encounter an enemy?" Masrae said with some surprise.

"No, they seem to have found something."

Masrae took the form of a cheetah and jumped onto the river bank in a few leaps. Christopher and the scout were crouching behind a small dirt bag, peering into the distance.

"What's going on?"

"If you look over there, it looks like a fortress, but it's not marked on the map!" Christopher pointed ahead.

Following the direction he pointed, Masrae saw an eerie black fortress standing in the wilderness about ten miles away. The fortress was made of huge stone blocks, and the surface of the rock faintly revealed the characteristic green color of evil energy, and above some sections of the city wall, huge green evil energy crystals were suspended.

In the center of the fortress, a huge furnace of evil energy was built, and a pillar of green light rose from the furnace to the sky, piercing the sky, which was obviously the source of energy for the entire fortress. Dark smoke kept rising from the furnace, obscuring the entire fortress, which was why the group had not discovered its existence until so close, and from further afield, only a haze could be seen that obscured the sky.

Masrae turned his gaze further south, the crater where the Dark Gate was located was located about twenty miles south of the fortress, it was clear that the demons had built this fortress to protect the Dark Gate from attack, and the last time the basin was turned upside down, finally causing the demons who had suffered heavy losses to make a change. But to be honest, the Burning Legion was really fast, and he remembered that when he and Diego infiltrated the crater more than a month ago to investigate, the north side of the Dark Gate was still a flat river.

The fortress is now home to a number of demons, and on the surrounding walls, many Doomsday guards are patrolling with Cerberus. At the south gate of the fortress, many demons were coming from the dark gate and entering the fortress.

Everyone understood what this scene represented, and the door of darkness was completely opened! Masrae and Christopher looked at the demon fortress in despair, and in the dim light of the evening, they could still see the black line of demons strung together on the road from the crater to the fortress, and every moment the evil power was growing, like a river flowing into a lake, and more and more demons were entering the world and joining the ranks of the invaders.

"We must rush back immediately and tell Commander Waynes about the situation here, this is not something that the Fort Watchforce alone can resist, and I suspect that even if Varian sends all the king's ** team over, it will not help!" Christopher said with a pale face.

"Don't be afraid, even in the Battle of Mount Hyjal a few years ago, it wasn't just humans who were fighting alone!" Masrae patted him on the shoulder and encouraged.

"Will the orcs and night elves also come this time?" Christopher asked, incredulous.

"Yes, this is a matter of life and death for all races in Azeroth, and they will all come!" Masrae said for sure, but he knew very well in his heart that the orcs and night elves were now in the desert of Silisus, busy dealing with the Chira worms controlled by the ancient evil god Cthun, and they would not be able to spare manpower for a while.

"What are you doing, Diego? Did King Varian send troops? Aside from Stormwind, are there any other human nations willing to send reinforcements? He looked in the direction of Stormwind and thought to himself. In fact, with his knowledge of Tirioferdin, the Silver Dawn, whose mission is to defend Azeroth, will definitely send troops, as for the other forces, he is not so sure.

"So what do we do now? In that direction? Christopher felt a little more at ease, but still a little overwhelmed. This brave warrior is a good soldier at leading his troops into battle, but if he is allowed to make up his mind, it is a bit numb, which is why Diego only made him the captain of the guard, not the commander of the legions.

"We ......," Masrae was about to speak, when there was a sudden commotion at the fortress in the distance.

With a muffled sound of horns, a demon army of thousands of people drove out of the fortress. Through the dust and smoke, they saw that this was a mixed army of several demon races, most of them were powerful races such as Doom Guards, Dreaddemons, and Demon Guardians, and Masrae also saw some figures in black robes, which were a few Eredar Warlocks. In the sky above the legion, hundreds of evil winged demon bats flew, and these overwhelming bats roamed around the legion, and some even flew several miles away. Masrae and the others involuntarily leaned their bodies on the ground, not daring to move.

The commander of the legion was a fat, bloated Abyss Lord, a green-skinned demon the size of a dragon, with six strong limbs, two arms, and four legs, and looked like a giant lizard with a severed head and the upper body of a humanoid. It has a pair of batwings on its back, but they are too small for its sheer size to support its heavy body. Its cheeks were flanked by large curved corners that slanted in front of it, and its mouth was covered with dense sharp fangs. The most striking thing is the sunken top of its head, where a dazzling green fire of evil energy burns, sowing filth and evil all the time.

The Abyssal Lord stood in front of all the demons, its eyes spewing angry flames, and it trampled the ground with its hoofed forefeet, thumping with a loud thud, its wings flapping, stirring up dust. In front of everyone's attention, it raised the two-headed blade in its grip and swung it violently towards the north, and then, a terrifying roar erupted from the depths of its throat.

The demons let out a wild roar, and with the beastly howl, they spread their legs and strode toward the human stronghold in the north.

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