Of course, the will of the abyss will not really be stupid to run to the gods and say, yes, I know all the secrets of the demons, please believe me and other stupid words, in that case, let alone the gods, even a fool will not believe it, after all, this kind of thing is not fake, isn't it?

However, this is not difficult to defeat the Abyss Will, as an Abyss Will who is bent on killing these demons who do not belong to his own faction, how can this little difficulty be difficult to obtain such an existence as the Abyss Will, only need to manipulate a Sacred Domain level demon to be captured, although it will definitely lose a Sacred Domain Demon belonging to his own faction, but if he can eradicate dissidents, such an act is also worth it!

After all, if you want to get, then you must first have to pay, after all, you are willing to give, you have to give, when you get one thing, sooner or later you will pay another thing.

Therefore, sacrificing one's own people is not too easy for an old fritter like the will of the abyss, after all, for an existence like them, heaven and earth are not benevolent to all things as dogs, what is said is that heaven and earth treat all living beings as grass dogs, there is no high or low, as long as you do not disobey heaven and earth, heaven and earth will not pay attention to you, although the words are a little ugly, but it is a fact, so heaven and earth are fair, after all, all creatures are grass dogs in his eyes, can it be unfair, and although the will of the abyss cannot hit this height, but it is still okay to despise all living beings in the abyss like ants, if it is not for the will of the universe to press him, He has already cleaned up the portal by himself!(Anyway, I don't know what kind of psychology those who shouted that I want to go against the sky, what God owes you, you have to go against the sky, and you were not killed on the spot, it is because God sees you like a clown!)

Soon, a patrol team under the leadership of the captain of the Sanctuary level, it seemed that they had not received the news at all, and directly broke into the patrol range of the search team of the gods, and this is the back hand of the Abyssal Will, a chess piece used to expose the general news of the demon's troop configuration, distribution location, etc., yes, just a general message, but this is enough, after all, the will of the abyss is not to let the gods coalition crush the demon army, but to let them both lose, and all the high-level people fall, this is the purpose, if the information is too accurate, let's not talk about the question of whether the gods believe it or not, after all, a Sanctuary level knows too well and obviously has ghosts, even if you believe it, it is not in the interests of the will of the abyss!

The two sides met soon, or in fact, the demon was thinking about that direction intentionally or unintentionally, and after discovering the evil breath of the demon, the search team on the side of the gods naturally quickly approached, and the result naturally led to a very fast encounter between the two sides, no extra nonsense, although the gods wanted to scratch a tongue to ask, but obviously the one with the highest level would be the target, so the others had to die, and on the demon's side, except for the captain, the others were not chess pieces, so they didn't even have the value of being used, so they were naturally directly abandoned。

In the end, the encounter ended in less than half an hour from the beginning to the end due to the sudden surrender of the Sanctuary Demon.

Next up is the new Warcraft novel, taken from Blizzard's official novel, Wolves Heart

(Prologue: Northrend.)

Two columns of green-skinned warriors tugged at the thick ropes that tightened, slowly pulling a huge cage with rollers up the wide slope and carrying it to the last ship in the harbor fleet. Despite the harsh winters of Northrend, the muscular orcs were sweating profusely. Whenever they dragged the rope hard, there was a tension on their broad-jawed faces.

Guards stood on either side of the ramp, torches in one hand and weapons in the other. The grim brown eyes were not focused on the laborers of the trailer, but on the tightly wrapped cages. The huge cube is covered with a tarp sewn from goatskin, and there is not a single crack visible on it, making it impossible to guess what's inside.

However, there are still clues, just look at the orcs carrying the goods themselves. Despite the desolate port, there is no shortage of sturdy livestock that can replace the orc coolies, such as the Kodomon with horns on their heads. There's even a three-set mammoth cart that is usually used to transport large numbers of people. However, not only were these pack beasts not put to good use, they were also deliberately driven away from the docks. Despite this, the Kodomons splayed their nostrils wide, and the mammoths waved their proboscouts. All the animals were in a commotion looking in the direction of the fleet.

The north wind howled violently, and suddenly became more and more violent. The weather in Northrend is always a condition...... That's the storm. However, there are also three, six, nine and so on. At this moment, the icy sea water suddenly rolled up huge waves, shaking the pier and shaking. All the ships were rocked violently, their hulls creaking and groaning under the weight.

A formidable roar and crash came from the depths of the cabins of some ships. So the crew on deck quickly rushed to the hatch leading to the bilge. Even the battle-hardened sailors and warriors couldn't help but look worried.

The last ship was rocking as well...... The pedal to the shore twisted and slanted to the side. Several guards were caught off guard and fell to the ground, while the laborers were thrown around and thrown into a mess.

The huge iron cage shook. At the last moment, the orcs tried desperately to prevent the cage from falling down the swinging ramp. But it was already shaking from within. An angry roar echoed over the cold harbor, the same as that from the cabins, but much deeper. At the same time, something in the cage began to tear the shroud.

The guards of the harbor quickly rushed up. And the people on the pedal are still desperately trying to keep their balance. One of them stumbled and tumbled into the icy waters between the dock and the boat.

The fleet's chief of staff, Briinen, was a one-eyed veteran sailor with various tattoos that recorded his life's experiences. At this moment he rushed towards the pedal from the shore, shouting, "Straighten the cage! Don't let it fall! Get your weapons ready! Where's the powder? If the cage breaks—"

Under the sheepskin cover, the cage began to creak. Although the dim glow of the torch in the wind made it difficult to see the movement inside, the hair-making sound of metal twisting was a good warning to Brienin.

"Raise your spear and go forward! Hurry up, you bunch of wastewood, go to the right side of the cage!" ）