In the twisted void, the 'new stronghold' of the Burning Legion, the Eredar Twins are hugging each other, twitching as they endure the most terrible punishment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Beyond the skull, there were countless needle-like objects piercing them, constantly pumping low-purity evil energy into their bodies. On the other hand, a large, strange, octopus-like tentacle sucks out the evil energy through the hole in their skull.

This is forcibly reducing their strength and inflicting the greatest pain on them in the process, a typical double punishment of soul and body.

Suddenly, a huge red phantom with a fiery aura descended, and he was Kil'Gardan, the leader of the Burning Legion.

It should have turned on a switch, and the twins, who were convulsive all over their bodies, fell down with a plop!

"Thank you, great host, thank you for your mercy!" said the twins in unison.

"I hate pity. Kil'Gardan's voice rumbled, "Because mercy means I have another idiot who has screwed up the plan, and I have no other replacement to replace those idiots." Can your stupid minds feel the feeling of double anger?"

The graceful and charming bodies of the twins trembled desperately uncontrollably, suppressing the fear in their hearts, and the twins nodded their heads in unison as if they were pecking rice.

"I was disappointed with the space trap plan this time. It is in itself wrong for you to place your hopes on legionary traitors and uncontrolled false gods. ”

The twins were so frightened that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Next time, I hope to see a perfect result. I'm not interested in the process. I just want results. If I fail, I think many lords will be interested to see how I have used the self-proclaimed beauty of you to stuff the body of a green-skinned demon with eternal transfiguration. ”

With that, the vast illusion that filled the hall in Kil'Gardan vanished, leaving only two female demon lords who were sifting through chaff, still trapped in the deepest fear.

Inferior Demon - the lowliest and most humble existence in the Burning Legion, and he is not even qualified to be cannon fodder. No demon cares if the demon lives or dies, not even the rest of the demon clan.

Which Void Lord wasn't killed in the sea of corpses and blood? Can even become a lord, this identity alone is enough to become the object of envy and jealousy of hundreds of millions of demons.

If the twins really fall to the point of becoming bad demons, the people who will abuse them can definitely crowd any planet.

The twins looked at each other, they didn't need words, they knew each other for more than 20,000 years, and they could know each other's thoughts with one look.

In addition to their deepest fears, they also have the strongest unwillingness. In their eyes, the key to this defeat was that Azeroth's own shield was still strong.

Although any Void Lord could sense that the magic circle left behind when the Pantheon Titans left was weakened, it was still working well overall.

At least this time, it's a test.

It's obviously Kil'Gardan's mistake, but unfortunately, 'the master is always right', and if there is a mistake, it must be the fault of the subordinate.

This defeat can only be the fault of their twins, anyway, the Ereda clan will never lack cunning and capable female demons.

The tragedy of the Eredar Twins, Duke doesn't know about it, and he won't pay attention to it, while watching Angela's monster movie with a magic mirror, he sends the Sky Fleet south, ready to support Varian.

Stormwind doesn't have a ranger force that can compete with the jungle trolls, and this time Varian uses a simpler and more violent approach.

The terrain of the Valley of Thorns is relatively gentle compared to Zu Aman, which makes the Dwarven Steam Tank useful, plus the three Copperbeard brothers have always liked Varian, this time in the southern expedition to Zurgrab, Magni pulled out the strongest [Lightning] tank army to Varian to summon.

Cannons roared, and the aftermath of an explosion symbolizing destruction echoed throughout the Valley of Thorns. The dwarves used the Xu Jin bombardment taught by Duke to plow the entire northern region of Thorn Valley into a five-kilometer-wide, grassless path to death.

What?

This thing doesn't exist.

Unless the trolls can instantly turn their skins from green to scorched black like chameleons, they won't be able to survive the horrific barrage of artillery attacks.

In the front row are human swordmen, shields, and pikemen on the inner and outer three layers, in the middle row are the dwarven musketeers standing on steam armored vehicles, already human javelinmen, and in the back row are a mixed team of mortar and archers.

Coupled with Dalaran's mage group, no troll could pass through this fifty-meter-long death zone.

At night, flares and expensive magic searchlights illuminate the entire front line as if it were daylight, and the trolls have no chance.

Even if the trolls sent out the [Gulabash Berserker], which was as large as an ogre, it would only increase the target.

The recruits have said that they have live target shooting, and their experience points have increased rapidly.

The fighting that had been going on for days was more like a planned slaughter than a battle.

It's just that the good fortune of the Union army ended with the advance to Zur Grab.

As one of the most important cities of the ancient Troll Empire, the terrain of Zur Grab is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Between the mountains and mountains, the not-so-deep but unusually muddy rivers are full of nightmares.

In every bush, there may be several, if not dozens, of poisonous snakes that will kill you.

Every object that looked like dead wood by the river was probably a ferocious crocodile, and every time a soldier fetched water, he had to be terrified.

The river is full of piranhas that can nibble a large living person into fleshless bones in a minute.

However, the mechanized infantry division that the alliance is proud of cannot be deployed in such terrain.

Varian, Bryan and other high-level members of the alliance are simply at a loss for what to do about the current situation. Every day, soldiers suffer nearly 100 casualties. The morale of the Allies was declining at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Magni was so fond of Varian that he didn't even inform Duke and secretly brought in the newly built Flying Battleship [Hammer] in an attempt to replicate Duke's success with the Amani troll.

Unfortunately, this time, Magni and Varian suffered a big loss.

A swarm of bats appeared, more than 10,000 large bats the size of a foal, a terrifying number, plus the presence of the high-ranking troll priest Jecreek.

The Hammer fell straight down on its first voyage. Along with the more than 800 dwarven and human soldiers on board.