On this day, in the Super Void Fortress that distorts the void, the demons are all like a festival, eagerly discussing the battle situation while waiting in boredom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Haha! I'm going to have a good time going over this time. "This is the statement of the cruel Guardians of Fear.

"I'm missing some fresh material for experimentation, and you remember to tell the idiots below not to kill all the natives. "This is the speech of the evil Ereda Warlock.

No one expected that just when everyone was looking forward to a grand and magnificent victory, there was a sudden movement in the incomparably huge circular portal.

There is no air in the void, and there is no medium for sound to travel, so there is no sound.

However, this scene made every demon who witnessed this scene feel like an auditory hallucination in their minds, and a loud sound of "bang!" rose.

That's an untold number of demons.

They were all lucky in the eyes of the other demons, and they were lucky enough to kill the planet Azeroth in the first place.

Now, they're all back, in the form of corpses.

Most of these powerful demons can survive for a long time even if they are thrown into the airless void, or into the terrifying polar regions, or lava. Some demons don't even need air to survive, and they don't fear heat and flames.

Now they're all like scraps.

The horns of a Cerberus pressed against the arm of a demon guard, and the Abyss Lord's navel was no longer a shield-like waist armor, but the head of a female demon that resembled a specimen. They were all torn apart and churned together, barely distinguishable from each other.

"This ...... It's a twisted void here!" A demon in the Void Fortress said the greatest fear in the hearts of the demons.

Outside of the Twisted Void, even if you die many times, as long as the soul does not collapse, the demon can be resurrected countless times.

But to die in the Twisted Void, like this kind of soul and body sent back together, then to die is to die! There is no possibility of resurrection!

The massive portal made up of twelve satellites turned into a large fountain, spewing demonic remains into the twisted void without stopping.

No one can estimate how many demons there are. Obviously, this is definitely a number of 100,000 at every turn.

"What's going on!?"

Kilgardan, who was in charge of guarding and dispatching reinforcements in the rear, rushed to hear the news, and as soon as he flew out of the Void Fortress, he saw a large piece of garbage being spit out of the portal along with hundreds of relatively large pieces of garbage.

It was Akmund and the Void Lords, and unlike ordinary demons, they were extremely embarrassed, but they didn't suffer much damage.

"Akmund!?" Kil Gardan's eyes lit up, and he finally met someone who could speak, "What the hell is going on?"

The low-level demons below are dead when they die, anyway, there are many of them, and they don't feel distressed to die a thousand times. But the Demon Lord is different from a commander of the level of Akmund. Even if it is not right with Akmund, in terms of overall interests, Kilgardan is still in line with Akmund.

When the magical Ereda language crossed the void and reached Akmund's ears, Akmund was still confused: "I don't know either! There's a guy like Bailu who is very powerful, and it took me a lot of effort to get rid of him. All of a sudden, I was pulled back. ”

"This is ......" At this time, Kilgardan, who came back to his senses, remembered that there was another guy to ask about in this situation, and that was the high-level Void Lord Infernal Affairs, who was in charge of the portal's work.

His thoughts were immediately interrupted, for Sargeras had returned.

His massive body was almost squeezed through the portal.

The molten armor enveloped the fallen Titan from neck to feet, and Sargeras exuded a black berserk of magic that was so great that the mere mere look at it was enough to stab him in the eyes.

In the Void Control Chamber, Tyrande endured the pain and bravely looked at Sargeras's evil face.

It was a distorted and perfect face.

About fifteen thousand years ago, Sargeras was still a handsome, if not perfect, being.

Through the goddess Elune, Tyrande learns that it is the race to which this creature belongs that created this world.

But now this handsome face is full of evil spirits. His flesh was dead, his eyes burning with flames, and he was in a state of utter chaos and emptiness.

Sargeras had sharp fangs. Behind him was a long, thick tail waving with jagged scales protruding outwards at the tip of the tail. He has curly claws on his hands and an evil sword in one hand. Maybe it was because of the explosion of the portal just now, only half of the sword that was originally intact remained, but its jagged blade still looked very lethal.

"Infernal Affairs!you traitor!How dare you stay here!?" Sargeras roared, condemning this strange turn of events on the spot!

Kilgardan, as well as the Eredar Twins floating in the void, were all pale. If Infernal Affairs is really a traitor, then they will be unlucky too!

How terrifying is the voice of the Fallen Titans?

Even though they were separated by at least 10,000 meters of the void, Duke and Tyrande still felt the terrifying sense of oppression crashing like stars.

If Duke hadn't faintly blocked Tyrande with a force, maybe Tyrande would have been torn apart on the spot, and his internal organs would have been shattered and he died.

Duke's mind moved, and the dark power in his body drove a small magic. Suddenly, an illusory projection about the size of Sargeras appeared in the void. More than a billion demons heard the voice of Duke turning into waves of dark magic.

"Hehe, Sargeras, why don't you ask, I'm not hiding as you think, but staying here, what are you doing?"

Duke was so calm, but it made the Burning Legion triumvirate not calm.

This Infernal Affairs is terrifying!

Silently infiltrated, like the other lords, he received the baptism of ultra-high purity of evil power, but he always kept his heart. Passed all the tests, and then climbed to the top of the Burning Legion with a unique hand of spatial magic.

Why didn't he leave until this moment?

The answer is short!

He must have a backhand!

"Hehe, I'll tell you now, why did I name this portal Mjolnir?" Duke's face stained with black energy snaked a grin that was terrifying even for a demon.