A clatter sound came from the icy army, and they walked in unison.

They didn't make any sound, only the eerie clicking sound of their movements.

The black-clad Death Knight swung his beloved mount, the name of the horse that was the glory of his life.

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"Your Majesty, our army is still on the march. There are still many soldiers who have not come over at sea, and this little force may not be able to conquer the ancient race on the other side. ”

The lich, imbued with an endless winter, floated to his sovereign.

The former archmage of the Council of Six of Dalaran, now the military advisor of the Scourge, the Grand Lich Kel'thugad, respectfully admonished the prince who had slaughtered his kingdom.

"Kel'thugad, of course I know that this bit of cannon fodder is not enough. There will be a little more time to wait, and the Endless Sea will not be so easy to get through. It will be a long time before our army of death comes. Now, please go and ask which demon king to ask him to wait a little longer. Arthas's cold voice spoke of his request, and the renegade king gazed at the army before him.

He raised the frost sorrow in his hand, and the silent command spread among the souls of the undead. The quiet Scourge stopped, and they looked up, blue ghostly fire beating in their eyes.

"Scourge Legion, destroy everything!" At the Lich King's command, the undead roared in unison.

"These filthy undead are so noisy, what the hell does Kil'Gardan think. Create something that disgusting. The polluters who had once again descended on Azeroth frowned at the noisy scourge in the distance. Even the Burning Legion abhorred this evil spiritism.

The Dreadlords who stood beside the polluters didn't say anything, and as the most cunning beings in the universe, they wouldn't say anything to offend one in order to please the other.

"Tikdios, how are your operations going in Felwood Forest?"

Akmund questioned his men, and the king of Nasrezm respectfully replied to his master's words, "My master, the corruption of the Felwood Forest is very simple. The land had been eroded for 10,000 years, and the strength contained in the skull of that traitor of Gul'dan was strong enough. Where the plan will be very easy. ”

"That's good, you go back now and hurry up and corrupt those ancient trees. Manolos' plan should have succeeded, and I could already hear the deerman's wail. This time, the elves no longer have the power to resist. ”

Tikdios bowed back and cast a spell to teleport back to Felwood.

Akmund looked up at the mountain in front of him and whispered, "Not far away, not far away." I'll catch you, traitor.

――――

"Demon Hunter, you're here."

A huge shadow of burning flames appeared in front of Illidan, he was so powerful and terrifying.

"Who are you?" The Demon Hunter had already experienced an enemy as powerful as him 10,000 years ago, and he would not be intimidated by a projection.

"I am the leader of the Burning Legion, Kilgardan. How about taking refuge in me? I can see that you have a thirst for power in your heart. "The deceiver bewitches the elves as he once tempted the orcs.

"Put away your stupid tricks, demon. I will not surrender to you! "The Demon Hunter is steadfast, and once Sargeras didn't let him submit. He laughed at the demon king in front of him, staring into his eyes fearlessly.

Kil'Gardan wasn't as easily irritated as his brother, and he laughed loudly, his voice full of magic.

"Someday you'll follow me, Illidan, someday!"

The shadow of the burning demon vanished into the sky as if it had never appeared.

The elf lowered his head and remembered something, and after a moment he smiled and decided.

――――

Malfurion hurried to his mentor's quarters, but a sudden heartache struck him.

"What's wrong, what's going on?" The sharp pain left him with no strength to stand up, and cold sweat ran down his forehead. He cast a spell to alleviate the pain, but it was useless, it was the sorrow of nature.

The Great Druid stood on his feet, and he struggled forward. Finally he arrived at his destination.

The bloodied orc drew his weapon from the tall demigod, the axe that rattled as its master danced drripping blood of life.

Everywhere you look, are the corpses of elves and demigod children, destroyed ancient trees, and smashed trebuchets. The wounded of their respective gathered.

The Cadores despair, and the guardian of Ashenvale, the owner of the Moonlight Glade, has passed away.

"No!" The angry Great Druid raised his hand, and the raging nature seemed to be equally angry. They responded to the druid's call more strongly than usual.

The orcs, who had just experienced a fierce battle, were powerless to resist such terrible wrath of nature, and vines and branches wrapped tightly around them.

Malfurion walked up to his mentor in grief, and Cenarius' favorite daughter, Mirune, limped along with her leg in her hand. Weeping bitterly over his father's corpse.

The Great Druid turned his head to look at the orc who was roaring loudly and letting go of him.

"You have insulted what the great Bloxes has done for this world and tarnished the glory of the orcs in the hearts of the Kadore. You will be executed in public! ”

After treating all the wounded, he called for nature to imprison the enemy. Return to Mount Hyjal with a sad heart.

There are still enemies, and he cannot bask in grief at this time.

――――

Tyrande and Gianna had a great conversation at what would be known as the simple camp of Theramore.

The knowledge possessed by the High Priestess who had lived for 10,000 years was impressed by the mage and her advisors.

And the novelty of the mages also made the priestesses suddenly open up in many places.

The woman, whose age gap was too much to count, quickly became very good friends.

"Gianna, do you know what the Burning Legion is?" The priestess asked softly the little girl in front of her.

"Lady Tyrande, the Burning Legion has only learned about them in some tomes and from the knowledge imparted by the High Elves of Quel'Thalas. What are those demons? ”

"Demons, a monster from the twisted void. They have come to destroy our world. The Burning Legion invaded our world 10,000 years ago, sacrificing countless heroes and even splitting the earth beneath our feet to banish them. Right now... Here they are again, and we need to unite all our forces against them. ”

Only those who have experienced it know the horror of the Legion, the demons' fearless way of fighting without fear of death and their strange and varied dark magic.

No one can forget

"I followed the guidance of the prophet and crossed the sea to come here only to save. Here comes your ally. ”

――――

The Fallen sat under the Hyjal World Tree, countless eyes watching her.

There is admiration, hatred, and disbelief. Mixed emotions have always been in the Kadore army, and many of the survivors of the great war 10,000 years ago have served in the barracks, and they really can't imagine that this demon who killed countless people is actually a hero.

"Ms. Cindora, I feel the darkness coming. Do you feel the familiarity, too? General Shadow Song and his sister came to the demon, and the demon listened to the general's question with a blank face. She took her hand out of the Well of Eternity and put her foot inside.

"The power of the Well of Eternity can obscure my scents and fluctuations, so how can I not feel it with a blatant fellow. I haven't seen him for 10,000 years, and he still shows himself so rampantly, it's really stupid. Shadow Song, is the army ready now? The demon was fiddling with the water of the well, and he had a magical spell in his hand.

"The army has been preparing, but I was waiting for a reply from Malfurion and Tyrande, so I didn't rush into action." The cautious general knows that he is facing an enemy he has never seen before, and he needs information to fill in the gaps.

"It's a good habit to be cautious, but to be too cautious is to be timid." The spell in the demon's hand was completed, and she threw the crystal condensed from the Well of Eternity into the sky, shattering into endless powder, which smeared with the body of the Kadore army.

She waved her hand, as if the power of playing with the well water was insignificant to her. "I've got teleportation spells ready for the army, now go and give them a feel for how the dead fight. Don't care if it's night or day, those guys are dead. ”

The general didn't say much, and he turned to leave. After a few moments, the horn of Cadore began to blow, and the time for the attack had come.

Mavi-Shadow looked at the demon in front of her, and thought of the prisoner who had also been imprisoned for 10,000 years. Are they heroes? Voluntary sacrifice for the sake of Kadore? When her brother explained to her what she had planned for 10,000 years, she felt that her insistence was ridiculous.

"If you have time to doubt your life here, you might as well go and kill a few more demons with your Warden troops." The Fallen, with her back to the Warden Lord, said to Mavi what she should be doing now.

Mavi, the resolute guy, didn't hesitate. Indeed, the biggest thing right now is to get rid of the demons, and whether or not your career is meaningful or not is right or not to be considered later.

The red demon king softly sings the hymn of the moon god under the World Tree. Soon, there will be no time to praise the moon god.