Ansu went to Northrend, Fasqi was in the Zangar Marsh, Tikdios wanted to spy on Sal, Kelsugaard fooled the Barov family was coming, and Sloan and other old subordinates also had their own tasks, and Ainan suddenly found that he was seriously short of people.

He actually has no shortage of people who sit in the world of Ainan to do small things, what he lacks is the kind of talent who is in charge of his own affairs.

"A thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find."

The stall was too big and there were too few people, and Ainan felt overstretched. Grull was originally a strong thug, but this guy was too lazy and too destructive, and many tasks were not suitable for him to go, so there was only one left.

"Kil'gardan, give you an army to take the city for me."

An illusion of a city appeared in front of Anan, and he slapped it on it, and the illusion began to distort, and a door to space quietly opened.

The subordinates who stand alone will not appear on their own, and Ainan is not such a passive person, haven't you heard of turning passive into active, since there are not enough subordinates, why not take the initiative.

If you don't have subordinates, it's okay to make subordinates.

The dark red tall Eredar Demon didn't ask what kind of enemies were on the other side of the Space Gate, he just beckoned towards the void of the underworld, and countless demons floated over in the black mist, gathered in front of the Space Gate, ready to go.

A war is about to break out.

When the Burning Legion invaded Azeroth, they killed a lot of people, and at the same time, they themselves also died a lot, and all these dead demon souls were pulled into the underworld by the underworld ravens led by Ansu, and under the operation of the laws of the underworld, they became a force that Ainan could mobilize. Some of them walked through the bridge of rebirth and entered the reincarnation platform, while the other part failed to be reincarnated and turned into nourishment in the underworld, and the last part chose to join the underworld and worship Ainan. For some reason, Ainan did not transform them into underworld creatures such as the Moon Clan, but let them still exist in their original form, and now is the time for these demons to be useful.

Standing in front of the door of space, Kilgardan looked at Ainan, the two looked at each other, nodded to each other, Kilgardan stepped in, and the figure disappeared into the underworld, leaving only one sentence: "Go." ”

In the valley of thorns, in Zurghrab, the Troll Priests of the Gulabash Empire are worshipping their god Haka, offering their devout faith to the god of blood, asking Haka to give them greater power. Ever since he was last attacked by an unknown person, the blood god Hakka has been trying to strengthen his connection with this world, cultivating the power of the world's believers, and trying to find the person who has killed him.

If it was in the heyday of the Gulabash Empire, the jungle trolls had already searched for people all over the world and pulled each other out, but at this time, the troll empire had already collapsed, and the glory of the trolls was gone, they could only survive in the Valley of Thorns, and it was very reluctant to keep the current territory, and there was nothing to talk about going out to find people.

It seems that it is precisely because of the predicament of his followers in Azeroth that Haka continues to give power, making the trolls of the Gulabash Empire several times more powerful than before, and attracting more and more troll tribes to come to take refuge.

The jungle trolls were already the tyrants of the Valley of Thorns before Haka strengthened them, and now that they were strong and populous, their power naturally swelled. During the years that Ainan was busy pushing the Burning Legion to invade, the jungle trolls quietly extended their tentacles to every corner of the Valley of Thorns, and even the goblins' treasure bay could be seen in these skinny bamboo poles.

When the territory expands, the supplies will be abundant, and the trolls will have spare money to do other things instead of being busy with survival and hunting all day. The abandoned jungle troll city of Zur Grab has been renovated, and the capital of the empire thousands of years ago has been revitalized.

Several of the Gulabash troll guards leaned back on their velociraptor mounts, whispering and laughing. It seemed to them that today was another boring day, like the thousands of days and nights they had spent since coming to Zul Grab. With the strength of the Gulabash trolls now, even those adventurers who are not afraid of death dare not come to Zur Grab to cause trouble.

Zurghrab, which was overrun by the Gulabash trolls, has long since become a forbidden place in the Valley of Thorns after the jungle trolls became powerful with the help of the power of the haka.

The troll guards were relieved that no one would dare to provoke the resurgent Gulabash Empire, forgetting that there would be exceptions to everything.

While laughing, the troll guards suddenly found that the sky above their heads had darkened, and they looked up in confusion to see a huge figure of a mountain.

What is it?

The troll guards' first reaction was to be stunned, they were thinking about the identity of the other party, instead of blowing the guard whistle in the first place. It can be seen that a comfortable life will indeed go wrong after a long time.

Before they could come up with anything, the space behind the huge figure rippled like water waves, and countless demons roared out, instantly drowning these troll guards. The ferocious and tyrannical demons swarmed up, but in the blink of an eye, they skinned and dismantled the troll guards to the point that nothing was left, and the trolls' vaunted resilience was useless against such an adversary.

The change happened so suddenly that the troll guards at the gates of Zulghrab were wiped out before they could react.

With a flick of his hand, the walls that the Gulabash trolls had spent countless manpower and material resources to rebuild were like fallen blocks, crumbling to the point that they could not be seen. As far as the city wall is concerned, this pile of broken stones has completely lost its effectiveness.

Kilgardan pointed inward: "Kill!" ”

The demons roared in response, don't look at them as honest children in the underworld, that's just because Ainan, the lord of the underworld, has the strength to suppress everything, and the demons don't dare to disagree, otherwise those companions who turn into nourishment in the underworld will be their fate. Good children who have been in the underworld for more than ten years, it is easy to be allowed to come out and let off steam, they don't take the opportunity to vent the tyranny in their chests, and go crazy, isn't they too sorry for themselves.

The roaring demons who slaughtered into Zur Grab and the Gulabash troll army who rushed to hear the news fought fiercely in the city, and the battle quickly spread throughout the city, and the jungle trolls were about to destroy the old troll capital that had been easily repaired.

Kil'Gardan didn't pay much attention to the war between demons and trolls, and after destroying the walls of Zulghrab, his eyes were drawn to the city's massive altar.

"I smell the breath of God."

Kil'Gardan pressed down with one palm, and a meteorite with a diameter of 100 meters fell from the sky above the altar with raging flames, and if it compacted the altar, it would have to be smashed to pieces.

"Who dares to offend the great Haka."

A large snake with wings tore through the void and descended on Zur Grab. 2219