In the middle of the night, the whole of Stratholme was still shrouded in fear and despair, and chaos spread everywhere with the flames rushing to the sky.

But there was only one place that was not affected in the slightest, but was quiet and frightening.

Located in the southwest corner of the city, it was originally a cemetery for the dead, but was secretly infiltrated and occupied by the Cursed Sect, and then resurrected the remains buried inside.

With the appearance of the Dreadlord Marganis, a black psychic tower rises from the ground and becomes the base of the Scourge here.

Most of the civilians who were transformed into undead during the day had been placed in this place.

Many have even evolved from the lowest zombies to more powerful ghouls.

In a cursed land polluted by the plague and turned gray-brown, you can also see cobwebs scattered around the area, also known as crypt demons.

These terrifying undead were originally spiders, a special species that lived in Northrend in the far north, but have now become the Lich King's most powerful minions.

The vast underground empire they had built was completely caged in the face of an endless army of the undead, and in the end it was almost wiped out, and the dead bodies were once again pulled up to serve the Scourge Legion.

Unlike ghouls, zombies, and skeletons, which are low-level cannon fodder with no intelligence, the Crypt Demon does not simply infuse the corpse with energy as a puppet manipulation, but retains all of its memories, knowledge, and combat experience.

After all, the Spider Demons made a deep impression on the original Lich King Naozu.

Whether it was the opponent's ability to be immune to mind control, or his physique that ignored the magic plague, it caused him a huge amount of trouble.

He even got into a bitter battle for a while, and he had to ask the Dreadlords to help him, and finally got it done.

Therefore, the undead crypt demons are far more dangerous than they seem on the surface, and they can even sense the presence of living people around them with their powerful spiritual powers, and find out those who are sneaking and stealth.

In the eyes of the original Lich King Neozu, these big bugs were the most trustworthy servants and tools, and even stitched up the abomination.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, just by the number of crypt demons in a scourge base, you can roughly judge the degree of importance of the base.

On top of that, the tower's strong defenses are enough to ensure that any enemy who tries to attack here will have to pay a pretty heavy price.

It is a device that can greatly enhance psychic magic, and it is also a kind of extremely strong military fortress, which can be understood as a special form of the magic modified mage tower.

With just a few acolytes and psychic mages of the Cursed Sect, they can shoot deadly shadows and death energy from the top of the spire, killing all enemies within a radius of thousands of meters.

Therefore, basically every time the Scourge occupies a key place, it will build a large number of psychic towers nearby to consolidate its rule, and will also use it to resurrect corpses and increase its troops.

At this moment, the Dreaddemon King Marganis was standing in this psychic tower, staring at the members of the Cursed Sect standing in front of him, frowning and asking, "How did Firth fail?"

And how was it killed?

He clearly led a powerful army of the undead!

And I also attracted the main force of the Prince of Alsace into the city!

But in the end, it was impossible to defeat a military camp guarded by only a small number of militias and refugees.

There must be a limit to waste! ”

From this suppressed tone of shock and anger, it is not difficult to hear that Marganis is simply incredulous and unbelievable about the defeat and death of the Lich during the day's military operations.

After all, in his eyes, a battle like this, which firmly occupies an overwhelming advantage, should be the standard crushing game.

Why was he still broken by the other party?

Although Firth is not the most powerful of the Lich King's many subordinates, he is still an elite mage from Dalaran, otherwise he is not qualified to transform into a lich.

But now I can't even do such a small thing.

If this is placed in the Burning Legion, I am afraid that it will not be severely punished and demoted every minute, and it is estimated that I will not have the opportunity to lead troops again in this life.

"Wan ...... I'm so sorry. The low-level undead who had fled simply didn't have the intelligence to paint a picture of what was happening, and we had no way of figuring out what was going on, except that Lord Firth had been killed by some terrible spell. ”

The members of the Cursed Sect hurriedly lowered their heads to explain.

He himself obviously couldn't understand why a powerful undead creature like a lich could be killed in an instant by some unknown spell, and who was casting it?

Because not all those who are effectively loyal to the Scourge are qualified to listen to the voice of the Lich King.

What's more, Nao Zu was originally not the same as the Burning Legion, and he wished that the Demon King was all dead in the war, how could he share the most important information and secrets with him.

In fact, from the moment the miracle descended on the Valley of the Hearth, he had sensed the power of Zuo Si, and he also knew that those priests could create an antidote to cure the plague of magic through divine magic.

That's why the Lich Firth was arranged to launch a surprise attack while Arthas was away, wanting to nip this dangerous force in the bud.

However, after seeing with his own eyes the level of magic displayed by Zuo Si himself during the day, the Lich King suddenly changed his mind and wanted to play a game of borrowing a knife to kill.

Whether it was Zuo Si who killed the Dreaddemon King and eliminated an eyeliner sent by the Burning Legion to spy on his confidant, or the other way around, the Dreaddemon King killed Zuo Si, a huge threat, he would not lose money.

There's nothing more fun than watching two enemies fight each other.

After thinking about this, Nao Zu decisively chose to hide the truth, did not tell his acolytes and psychic mages what happened, and even blurred the memories in the minds of those low-level undead.

I have to say that he still has a little bit of two brushes in terms of playing infighting and the yin man behind his back.

Although the Dreadlord is known for his insidious cunning, in the case of serious information asymmetry, Marganis did not perceive that this was a trap, and immediately touched his chin and asked, "You mean, there is a human powerhouse hidden among that group of refugees and survivors?" Not only did he kill Fels, but he also helped destroy an entire army of the undead? ”

"That's right.

At least that's how it looks for now.

After all, the number of annihilated armies cannot be faked.

And not even one of the meat grinders and sewing abominations that Lord Fels had taken with him escaped.

On top of that, we didn't find any fresh bodies.

This means that the casualties of the other side are very small, so small that they are negligible.

Such an outrageous ratio of battle losses is clearly not something that a group of refugees and inexperienced militias can do.

Even if they have strong fortifications. ”

The members of the Cursed Sect spoke out the conclusions of their analysis.

"Who could it be? The young female mage named Gianna next to Arthas? Or did Uther, the Lightbringer, not leave and hide in the barracks? ”

Marganis quickly began to think and do a lot of brain supplementation.

As a fearlord who is good at plotting conspiracies and understanding the weaknesses of human nature, he never believes in coincidences, and only feels that behind the whole thing is very likely to be a counterattack secretly planned by the enemy.

"It's not clear about that.

However, our spies did observe that Uther, the Lightbringer, left Stratholme with the Knights of the Silver Hand and many soldiers.

Gianna's whereabouts have not yet been confirmed.

However, according to the undead who captured the corpses of human soldiers during the day, it seems that she was teleported back to Dalaran to report the situation, and she should not be in the barracks.

Maybe......

Wait until Lord Firth comes back to life and ask him exactly what happened. ”

Members of the Cult of the Damned cautiously suggested.

Because with the death of the lich, there is no second commander in this base who can control the undead creatures to attack on a large scale.

After all, the Dreadlord is tasked with provoking Arthas into the endless abyss until he becomes a puppet controlled by the Lich King.

The other psychic mages, shadow mages, and acolytes did not have great power, although they had enough intelligence to do this.

If you encounter this unknown mysterious person again, there is a high probability that you will be killed in an instant like the lich, and even the information will not be able to be sent back.

Therefore, the members of the Cursed Sect felt that it was better not to act rashly at this time, otherwise it would only be a waste of the forces that had been saved up so hard.

Although the number of corpses preserved in the Stratholme Necropolis is quite staggering, especially the number of skeletons, it is able to assemble an army of more than 100,000 skeletons.

In the Lich King's plan, this undead army will become one of the most important forces that will sweep the entire kingdom of Lordaeron in the future, and must not be consumed here by a group of militias and refugees for no reason.

"It seems that this is the only way to do it now. Send a little shadow to keep an eye on the camp until I've got the Prince of Arthas out of my hands to deal with the threat. ”

Marganis made a quick decision.

He was clearly aware that Azeroth was not as fragile as the other planets that the Legion had conquered and destroyed, and that the natives here possessed great magical powers.

He even repelled the Burning Legion in the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, and also thwarted the invincible Dark Titan Sargeras in two orc wars.

So the Dreadlord was surprised by the Lich's death, but he wasn't incomprehensible.

Just as the members of the Cursed Sect touched their chests with one hand and bowed deeply to retreat, a strange glow suddenly flashed in their eyes.

Next Second......

Without warning, he drew his dagger and stabbed Malganis with lightning speed.

The latter didn't have time to react at all, and the sharp dagger stabbed into the abdomen close to the gap in the armor, followed by the evil magic attached to the dagger and quickly formed a weakness curse, flowing down the blood throughout the body.

"Bastard! What are you doing? ”

Frightened and furious, the Dreadlord grabbed the Cursed Cult member's neck and lifted him from the ground, his eyes bursting with a furious and bloodthirsty light.

It's a pity that the latter has obviously lost his mind, and he didn't pay attention to his questioning at all, but brandished a dagger and wanted to stab another eye.

This move instantly made Marganis no longer hesitate, and with a wave of his sharp claws, he tore open the opponent's chest and drank blood, recovering his lost vitality.

However, the curse of weakness attached to the dagger was obviously not that easy to dissolve, and it would take at least a few minutes to slowly fade.

But what really nerves him up was not the sneak attack of a mere member of the Cursed Cult, but whether the attack was of his own will or the instigation of the Lich King.

If it was the latter, wouldn't he have been trapped in the psychic tower by countless undead creatures?

The Dreadlord immediately set his eyes on the two entrances around him, but he didn't notice the army of undead pouring in.

What's going on here?

Looking at the torn corpse in his hands, he fell into deep doubt.

Just as Marganis wanted to step out of the psychic tower knife to take a look, he suddenly felt a hand touch his body from behind.

Immediately followed by a terrifying energy that instantly poured into the body, the mad destroyer included everything from bones, internal organs, blood vessels, and muscles.

The pain was so great that he couldn't help but let out a heart-rending scream.

"Ahhh!!!!!!!!hhh

But the Dread Demon King was worthy of being the Dread Demon King, and he resisted the weakness caused by this pain, quickly flapped the huge bat wings and flew out seven or eight meters away, and then turned around sharply to confirm who was attacking him.

As a result, he saw a human in a robe and hood.

And the cause of this terrible injury was a slightly rough-looking, obviously often engaged in farm work.

"Huh? You can still move! Is it because of magic resistance? Or did the waiver succeed? Or is it that the shadow energy you have can counteract the erosion of some of the negative energy on the living form to some extent? ”

With a slightly surprised voice, the young human took off his hood to reveal a youthful face that was too young to be excessive.

You don't have to ask to know that he is none other than Zuo Si, who sneaked in.

The reason why the members of the Cursed Sect suddenly attacked just now was actually hit by the Berserk Charm Spell, injecting the Dreadlord with a Curse of Weakness at the cost of his own life, and also successfully distracting the other party.

As for the divine technique that has hit him hard at the moment, it is the famous Six Rings [Killing Technique].

Normally, a living life can basically be declared dead after being hit by a single shot.

Even some of the most powerful targets can be weakened by erosion, or even completely incapacitated, turning them into lambs to the slaughter.

Unless the waiver is successful, the damage is reduced to a barely tolerable range.

If there is any disadvantage of the [Killing Technique], it must be that it must be through contact to infuse the negative energy that forms a substance like a boiling black flame into the target's body.

Even though the priest of Feren could wear heavy armor and hold a shield to cast spells, it was still a huge risk to enter a state of concentration at such close range.

"Ahem-ahem—who the hell are you?"

Black blood was spurting from Malganis's mouth, and his pale and ugly face was now distorted by pain.

What a shame!

He couldn't believe that he, who was the best at sneak attacks, had been successfully attacked by a human!

"Hehe, weren't you still discussing me with the members of that Cursed Sect? How did you forget it so quickly. ”

Zuo Si smiled and took out a bottle used to hold the potion, and took some blood spit out by the Dreaddemon King from the ground, intending to take it back for some small research.

Since it may not be possible to descend until the end of the Battle of Mount Hyjal, he plans to slightly strengthen the body he currently occupies, at least to the level of being close to that of a demigod of the wilderness and an abyss lord.

Otherwise, there is no guarantee that you will be able to make it to the end.

"You're the human who killed Firth during the day and crushed the Scourge attack?"

The green light in Marganis' pupils suddenly skyrocketed, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and his two large claw-like hands began to condense the dark energy.

Although the killing technique had caused him quite terrible damage, it was far from the point where he was incapacitated.

Zuo Si undoubtedly sensed this, and immediately put on the shadow resistance of this world's priest's spell, and responded quietly: "Is there another person besides me who can do this?"

Also, don't go out of your way to call out for help from the undead creatures, psychic mages, and acolytes outside.

Haven't you noticed that it's quieter than usual?

When I came in, I had already planted an enchantment, completely cutting off all sound transmission.

So the rest of the battle between us will not be disturbed by any outside world.

Oh, and by the way, you don't expect to be able to escape by teleporting.

This is because it takes too long to teleport magic, and there is no ability to protect oneself while maintaining concentration on casting.

During the day, a lich was instantly killed while channeling arcane energy to teleport.

So......

If you don't want to die, do everything you can to please me!

Let me see Nasrezm's true power and potential! ”

Hearing this, Marganis's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The young human in front of him was obviously not like the Prince of Arthas, who was affected by anger, hatred and impulsiveness, and wanted to rush up and kill him, but after careful preparation and careful planning.

And this enemy is the most dangerous and terrifying.

Their minds are not easily swayed by emotions and always remain calm and rational.

The most important thing is that when this kind of person appears in front of him, it often means that he has been fully prepared and will not give himself any chance to escape at all.

If it weren't for the special method of mutual identification, Marganis would even think that the young man in front of him was a dreaddemon disguised as a human.

Because the thinking and behavior patterns between the two are so similar.

Realizing that he had fallen into a trap against him, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and immediately shot a [rancid swarm] in an attempt to establish a first-mover advantage in the battle.

Moment!

A blast of black and green energy shot out from between the Dreadlord.

Despite its name, it is neither "rancid" nor "swarm", it is a pure Shadow Energy Blaster, which may also contain a bit of the Burning Legion's green evil flames.

Because the Shadow Energy swells like countless insects gathered together, it was given the name "Swarm".

As for the rancid stench, it is completely a rejection reaction of normal life forms to the shadow energy, and there is always an inexplicable stench.

But in reality, the shadow energy does not have any taste, and the smell is entirely due to a spiritual perception.

Due to the large area of the fan-shaped group damage, it is difficult for the rancid swarm to dodge in the small space inside the psychic tower.

Marganis' tactic is to force the opponent to be cornered little by little in the process of dodging through a wide range of spell attacks.

In this way, he can rush forward to use his strength and size advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

The Nasrezm Dreadlord is one of the very few races in the Burning Legion that can rival Ereda in both magic and warrior talent.

In particular, being able to continuously absorb the target's mental power and life force to restore itself during the battle is simply a tireless killing machine.

If it is changed to a clone or projected here, Zuo Si will not even dodge in the face of this level of energy impact.

You can eat hard with magic resistance and strong life force, and by the way, feel the difference between shadow energy and negative energy in this world.

But the problem is that the container he is using now can't carry it, so he can only move quickly to the side to dodge.

Seeing this, Marganis immediately raised his other hand to release his best sleep magic.

This is a typical mind-control spell that causes the target to fall into a deep slumber in an instant, by infusing them with shadow energy.

Once hit, then the next step is to fall into endless nightmares, in which you are repeatedly tortured by the Dreadlord until you completely break down and give up resistance.

Through this magic, the Dreadlords can easily invade a person's consciousness, memories, and thoughts, or even devour them and replace them.

However, Marganis obviously did not know that he was not facing a human, but a great devil from another universe, Bato Hell.

Even just a wisp of consciousness is enough to resist the vast majority of mental attacks.

The moment the shadow energy entered Zuo Si's body, instead of falling asleep, he quickly sensed the principles and spell models of this magic.

After only a second, he learned to return the backhand to the opponent.

Since Marganis did not anticipate this situation at all, let alone defend against it, the whole person's consciousness was instantly pulled into the dream.

He only felt a flower in front of him, and it appeared on a crimson earth.

The volcanic swarms that erupted in the distance sent hot lava into the river of flames, suffocating the Dreadlord with the aura of destruction that swept over his face.

Suddenly!

A figure that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky, and fell to the ground with a thud, causing violent vibrations.

Even the earth had been torn apart, and hot liquid flames erupted from the cracks.

Rumble!!!!!!

With the wings of two huge bats behind him, Marganis barely managed to maintain his balance and not fall.

But when he looked up, he was completely shocked by what he saw, and he was speechless.

Because it is an unimaginably large five-headed dragon, even many times larger than Kilgardan and Akmund, who are the lieutenants of the Dark Titan in the Burning Legion, and each head contains a sense of power and oppression that words cannot describe.

That condescending gaze and the evil that emanated from his soul made the Dreadlord tremble involuntarily.

After a full minute, the dragon suddenly grinned and teased, "So this magic can also amplify the fear in the target's heart, allowing the caster to appear in the most powerful posture in the dream realm?" Shadow energy is a lot more fun than I expected. ”

"Yes...... It's you? What kind of monster are you! ”

Marganis finally reacted at this moment, and instantly realized that the terrifying five-headed dragon in front of him was the young man disguised as a human in the real world just now.

What made him even more unbelievable was why the other party was able to use the sleep and nightmare spells that only the Dreadlord could master.

What's going on with this massive dragon form?

You must know that the dream projection created by this spell is not made up out of thin air, but is closely related to the strength of the caster.

It would be impossible for an ordinary Dreadlord to create an image like Sargeras.

Therefore, the huge dragon form in front of him means that in that seemingly fragile human body, there is actually an unimaginably powerful monster hidden.

However, in the records of the Burning Legion, it is clear that Azeroth does not have such creatures.

Whether it is the five guardian dragons who have been blessed by the Titans, or the ancestor dragon king with the title of "Father of Dragons", Galakron, they are far from the five dragons in front of them.

"Monsters?

No, no, no, I'm not a monster.

This is just one of the many variations I have mastered.

Now, let me take a good look at the knowledge and secrets hidden in your memory. ”

As the last word blurted out, Zuo Si directly grabbed a small insect with his huge dragon claws, holding this terrifying demon king in the eyes of ordinary people in Azeroth.

With sleep magic's mastery of dreams, his god-like willpower, and countless knowledge of psychic magic, he peeled back layers to shatter the latter's psychological defenses.

In just a few minutes, Marganis's thoughts and memories were completely exposed, even the secrets of the one hidden in the deepest part.

"Well—first let me see what you're going to do.

Shadow Arrows, Swarm Shadow Arrows, Rancid Swarms, Corrosion, Curses, Life and Mana Drain, Shadow Strikes, Evil Strikes, Mind Control, Memory Tampering, Soul Possession, Necromantic Transversion, Magic Teleportation, Summoning Hordes of Imps and Hellfire Golems......

Tsk, there are a lot of them, and it seems that I can enrich the arsenal of this temporary body a little.

And the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran should be quite interested in shadow and psychic magic.

Especially about the secrets of the creation of the magical plague.

I might as well make a deal with them in exchange for knowledge of arcane magic. ”

Zuo Si is like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing knowledge and transforming it into a powerful magical power.

Although there are countless Dreadlords like Marganis in the Burning Legion, it is still quite a delicious meal for him who has only recently arrived.

Through these complex sources of magic and knowledge, Zuo Si quickly constructed a basic concept of the three energies of Shadow, Evil and Death, as well as their respective properties, as well as the precautions when manipulating the construction of spells.

You must know that in the human world, one of these three is considered a taboo.

Not to mention public study, even if the archmages conduct some research in private, they may face extremely serious consequences.

The theft didn't last long, though.

It didn't take long for Marganis to use the Dreadlord's innate mental strength and talent to forcibly break free, and banish Zuosi who had invaded his dream.

When consciousness returned to the real world, an unconcealable horror appeared on his pale and ugly face, and he asked sharply, "What did you just spied on?" ”

"Nothing, just something about magic.

Don't worry, I'm not interested in that little secret inside you.

Nor does he care about the Lich King Neozu's plan to lure the Prince of Arthas into his fall, or the invasion of the Burning Legion.

Also, since you've never been loyal to either of these forces, why can't we work together?

After all......

Dear Marganis, you don't want the secret of your master behind you to be exposed to the world, do you?

Imagine how Kil'Gardan, Akmund, and Sargeras would have reacted if they had discovered the secrets of Nasrezm and your role in the Legion?

Will your master, who hides in the shadows, be able to withstand the wrath of the Burning Legion and the Dark Titan himself?

What will he do with you, a fool who fails to keep a secret and ruins a big deal? ”

When he said this, Zuo Si took a step forward with every sentence he said.

Although the human body seemed so small and fragile in front of the Dreadlord, when the distance between the two narrowed to a certain extent, it was the latter who kept retreating and showing panic.

There is no doubt that after grasping the other party's fatal weakness, he finally showed his big devilish side.

Bullying!

Inducements!

Stress!

By repeatedly emphasizing this weakness, he forces the target to bend to his will, and then compromises and retreats little by little, until he completely falls into the abyss and has no turning back.

"You're playing with fire! Whoever you are, if you dare to divulge this secret, all of us Nasrezm and our masters will do whatever it takes to hunt you down to the end of the universe. ”

Marganis jerked to a halt in his backward steps, opening his fang-filled mouth and letting out a strong, middle-strength growl.

"Hahahaha!

Hunt me down to the end of the universe?

It's scary!

I was about to faint with fear.

But what if I'm from another universe?

I'm sure you've felt it, haven't you?

The human body standing in front of you at this moment is nothing more than an insignificant container for my consciousness.

Even if you destroy it, you won't hurt me a bit.

At that time, I will only need to find a container to appear in front of the world again.

So your intimidation is both ridiculous and deterrent.

Now, I'll give you ten seconds to think, and then make a fateful choice.

Remember, don't play tricks because you only get one chance. ”

With that, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth rose slightly to reveal undisguised banter and playfulness, which was in stark contrast to the nervous flickering eyes of the Dreaddemon King.

It seems that he is the fear demon king who is really good at playing with people's hearts and human nature, and the other party is a weak mortal lying on the chopping board and letting him slaughter.

Silent!

Terrible silence!

At this moment, Malganis had no desire to attack, even if he could tear apart the seemingly fragile human body with a slight wave of his claws.

He understands that killing the other party will not help at all, but will make the situation out of control.

No Nasrezm can afford to take the enormous unknown risk of exposing the master.

In constant hesitation and struggle, Marganis spent the longest ten seconds of his life, and then, like a defeated rooster, said in despair, "What do you want from me?" ”

Seeing that the Dreaded Demon King had succumbed, the smile on Zuo Si's face became even bigger, and he replied straightforwardly: "It's very simple, I hope that you can collect and pass on some information for me while serving your master."

These include the Lich King's plans and the study of necromancy, psychic magic;

the forces of the Burning Legion invasion of Azeroth, the names, personalities, abilities, and tactics of the commanders;

Finally, there are the coordinates of the planet Argus in the universe, as well as the Legion's evil magic and technology.

As long as you are satisfied with your work efficiency, then the secret of the master behind you will not be revealed, at least not from me.

And don't try to talk to other people of the same kind about what to do.

Because it's also forbidden.

Regardless of the form of disclosure of information about me, or the content of our cooperation, I will consider it to be a breach of the contract that has been made.

If you agree, let's shake hands. ”

After saying that, Zuo Si took the initiative to stretch out his right hand.

Obviously, while these requirements sound excessive, they don't really hit the bottom line for the Dreadlord.

After all, neither the Lich King Neozu nor the Burning Legion were the objects of their true allegiance.

So it's harsh, but it's not unacceptable.

At least it's much smaller than the serious consequences of exposing the master.

"Well, I agree. I hope you will keep your promises. ”

After quickly weighing the pros and cons, Marganis had no choice but to stretch out his huge claws and gently hold the fragile human hand in front of him.

The moment the two hands touched, a dazzling light suddenly appeared out of thin air.

He immediately felt a sharp stinging pain from his body to his soul.

In the blink of an eye, a mysterious symbol was imprinted in the palm of his hand, exuding a completely unknown but extremely evil aura in his eyes.

Out of vigilance and caution, the Dreadlord immediately quickly returned to his right hand and shouted, "What did you just do to me?" ”

"Nothing, a little bit of a way to make sure you don't make small moves in private.

After all, Nasrezm has a reputation for being so intrigued that he led to the fall of a powerful titan.

I have to be careful.

Alright, that's all for tonight's conversation.

You're going to continue tomorrow to lure the Prince of Arthas on the path of self-destruction, and it would be a shame if you accidentally killed him because of his injuries. ”

After saying this, Zuo Si didn't give the Dreadlord a chance to continue asking questions, and the teleportation magic he had just learned disappeared in front of him.

"This ...... This is?! ”

Marganis was shocked.

He apparently recognized that this was not the magical teleportation used by the humans and High Elf mages of Dalaran, but a different method of teleportation that he used.

The difference between the two is that the former is relatively low-level, and the spatial anchor point needs to be established in advance to achieve accurate transmission.

This is why humans and High Elf mages generally use teleportation magic, and can only teleport to designated locations in important cities such as Laran, Ironforge, Stormwind, and Lordaeron's royal capital, as well as some majestic mage towers.

Because only these places have space anchor points, they can achieve accurate transmission over long distances.

Only a handful of archmages can teleport between any two points without fear of falling from a height, sinking to the bottom of the ocean, or embedding themselves in stones or trees due to their in-depth study of arcane energy.

However, the teleportation magic used by the Dreadlords is derived from the Burning Legion, taught by the Dark Titan Sargeras, and improved by Eredar with great strength and magical talent like Kilgardan, so there is no need to worry about mistakes.

It can even be used in conjunction with Legion Portals to teleport instantaneously over distances of hundreds or thousands of light-years.

Being able to use this teleportation magic means that you can use the Legion Portal without any obstacle to reach any planet that has been invaded, occupied, or destroyed by the Burning Legion.

That terrifying ability to learn and a keen perception of magical energy once again convinced Malganis that Zuosi was definitely some kind of existence far beyond his comprehension, and perhaps had the same power as the master behind the scenes, the Dark Titan Sargeras, to stand at the apex of the universe.

He was eager to tell the other Dreadlords the news right away, reminding his people to be careful.

But every time the thought came to my mind, the tingling sensation quickly came to my heart, like some kind of warning, as if I was reminding myself that I was being stupid.

After a few repeated attempts, Marganis finally understood why the other party was not worried about lying or betraying him.

As long as this imprint on the palm of his right hand existed for a day, he would not be able to get out of control at all, and he would not even be able to reveal these secrets to anyone.

In order to alleviate the anguish caused by the threat in his heart, the Dreadlord flew into Stratholme under the cover of night, and rushed directly into a sealed building, slaughtering many of the survivors hidden inside, devouring their life force and spiritual power.

After fully recovering from the injuries he had received, he returned to the Psychic Tower to prepare for tomorrow's operation.

I have to say that it is not unreasonable for the Dreadlord to be reused by the Burning Legion and even climb to the top.

Unlike other demons, who are prone to rage, bloodlust, and the excitement of destroying everything, they are always the most sane and are rarely swayed by emotions such as anger, hatred, and the shame of failure.

Even if you encounter a setback, you will quickly recover your mentality and continue to make a comeback to make a plan.

In fact, in Marganis's mind, how to fight back through a series of conspiracies has already begun.

But before that, he needs to gather more information to confirm what the other person is, and then he can find weaknesses and plan accordingly.

(End of chapter)