"I'm sorry, I failed. For some reason, the other party did not hesitate to refuse our offer. ”

With a bitter face, Itreig reported to Thrall the results of his diplomacy.

Although he had managed to climb down the cliff on the eastern edge of Mount Hyjal with great difficulty, his originally green face was slightly pale and sweaty from the intensity and excessive blood loss, but he did not worry about his life in the slightest.

On the contrary, the orc veteran was anxious for the survival of the entire race.

He prides himself on being very good at human society, and knows better than most orcs who are unaware of the impending danger of this rejection.

You must know that even during the First Orc War, the old tribes rushed out of the Dark Gate and slaughtered all the villages and towns they came across, brutally killing women, old people, and children and sacrificing them to demons, and the two sides still maintained a minimum of communication, and occasionally sent emissaries to negotiate terms with each other, exchange prisoners, and so on.

The most obvious example of this is the success of High Chief Orgrimmar Doomhammer in rebelling against the Alterac kingdom of the Alliance, promising not to attack their towns and villages in exchange for them switching sides to their side.

I have to say that it was an extremely excellent diplomatic strategy, and it can even be said to be a stroke of genius in the two orc wars before and after.

Even though the Alliance had many outstanding generals such as Tulayan, Anduin Lothar, Dareen Prodmoor, and several of the first paladins including Uther, none of them could match Orgrimmar's military and strategic prowess.

It is hard to imagine that with the primitive and backward nomadic culture of the orcs and the social environment that advocates the supremacy of force, such an outrageous monster can be cultivated.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, true genius is never nurture, but innate.

So people are unequal from the moment they are born.

It may take years, decades, of years for one person to learn, understand, and comprehend, and for another it only takes months, weeks, days, or even hours.

Thrall has always had great respect and admiration for Orgrimmar, as evidenced by the fact that he inherited the Black Plate Armor and the Hammer of Doom.

Unfortunately, the Hammer of Doom was lost in a battle with the Naga Siren due to a drop in elemental affinity, and was actually taken away by the collector of Zuo Si to study elemental power and the shaman profession.

For now, the High Chief is wielding a new hammer modeled after the Hammer of Doom.

It's just that what comes out is no longer a light like flames and thunder, but a slightly ominous blood-red glow.

Behind him were a full five hundred orc warriors armed with similar weapons, the "Blood Guard" that had been formed not long ago.

These people were drawn from the elite of each clan, and from the moment they joined, they automatically left their original clan, and only obeyed the orders of the Great Chief himself.

And these people are the courage of Thrall to dare to come to the battle of Mount Hyjal.

Because all of them are blood orcs who have been given the first embrace, they can increase their strength and recover from their injuries by killing enemies and sucking their blood.

By battling native creatures such as the Naga and Fishmen of Azhara, these orc warriors are no longer what they used to be.

While there is no guarantee that he will be able to defeat Grom Hellroar and the Warsong Clan he leads, at least it won't be as ugly as last time.

Thinking of this, Thrall took a deep breath, and immediately cast a spell to spy on the fierce battle on Mount Hyjal through his spiritual vision, and only after a few minutes did he come back to his senses and asked with a frown: "They are obviously losing and retreating under the onslaught of the Burning Legion demons, and it won't be long before the entire defense line will collapse and collapse, why are they still unwilling to accept our terms?" Aren't they afraid that the whole world will fall into the hands of the devil? Or is their hatred for me more than anything else? ”

"Don't follow me, I don't know. The only thing I know at the moment is that the female leader of the Night Elves has a very tough attitude and doesn't give me the slightest chance to speak. Maybe...... I don't know what kind of conspiracy they're hatching. ”

With that, Itreig could no longer hold on to lie on his back, allowing the shaman and the witch doctor to heal him.

There is no doubt that the orcs at this moment are in a dilemma.

Because they could not get the promise, they did not dare to rush into the battlefield easily, let alone lose too many precious troops.

But if you choose to sit idly by, if the demon rushes to the top of the mountain to seize the energy of the World Tree and the Well of Eternity, the results will be equally disastrous.

Although Thrall was born relatively late, he had never seen the crazy, tyrannical, and hideous appearance of orcs after drinking demonic blood, but he had heard many people talk about it.

He would rather die than let the orcs once again become the kind of monster that has no reason and only knows how to vent the desire to kill and destroy.

While the orcs were hesitant to join the battlefield, halfway up Mount Hyjal, the Alliance's defenses were already in a precarious position.

Ammunition, in particular, has a clear tendency to not keep up with consumption.

Some of the ancient treants had already begun to enter a state of hand-to-hand combat with the demons rushing up, and some were simply ignited by the rain of fire falling from the sky, and were finally burned alive into a pile of gray and white char.

There are even several gaps in the tree wall in one section.

Countless demons and undead rushed through the gaps.

But just when they thought they could kill a lot, the heavy tanks that were waiting for them pressed head-on, first with artillery bombardment, and then directly from the body, and everywhere they passed was a terrifying scene of blurred flesh and blood, and they relied on these big guys weighing dozens of tons to block the gap.

But at the cost of many tanks being disabled by enemy spells and physical attacks.

No way.

The war of thermal weapons is fought with logistics and attrition.

That's why the Coalition has reached the level of technology equipped with muskets, artillery, tanks, and planes, but still has a large number of cold-armed infantry armed with swords and shields.

It's not that they don't want to change their outfits, it's that they don't have the corresponding economy and production capacity, and they can't sustain such a high-intensity war for too long.

As a result, there will be a magical scene of cold weapons and hot weapons at the same time.

If it weren't for the drawings that Zuo Si gave the gnomes of fully automatic assembly lines and large mining machines, the alliance would not have been able to fight such a luxurious battle.

But the good thing is that the soldiers no longer have to fight the enemy hand-to-hand as before, so the casualty rate is very low.

This can be seen by comparing this with more than half of the casualties of the army led by Gianna.

And anyone who knows a little bit about military affairs understands how huge the gap between veterans and recruits really is.

The greater the number of veterans in an army, the more combat-ready it is and the less likely it to crumble and disintegrate in the face of sudden attacks and heavy losses.

Therefore, Jialiya can hold on to the second line of defense for so long, in addition to the ferocious firepower, the more than 20,000 veterans trained from the eastern continent are also very important.

Even the Night Elves, who were accustomed to seeing big scenes, were impressed by the quality of the Alliance's armies.

After all, there are few races in this world that can hold out fearlessly in front of the Burning Legion led by Akmund for so long.

The musketeers and gunners were even calm enough to reload when the demon was only a few dozen meters away from them, then aim and shoot, smashing it a few paces away.

But even then, this army has reached its limit.

It's not that they're too tired to continue fighting, it's that the warehouse of the Eastern Continental Army Battalion connected by the huge portal is about to be emptied.

In addition to this, there are a large number of cases of barrels and barrels overheating, which blow up the chamber.

"Your Majesty, the casualties among the soldiers are surging, and I think we have to retreat."

Uther smashed the head of a demon with a hammer and gave a solemn suggestion.

Unlike the rigid and dogmatic paladins of the continent of Faeron, the paladins of Azeroth never considered retreating to be a disgrace.

As long as they can achieve the set strategic goals, they never mind showing weakness to the enemy, and then resort to luring the enemy to defeat him.

Jialia stroked her long blood-stained hair, and said without looking back: "Calculate the time, we have exceeded the task, it's time to give up the protagonist's position to those night elves." Go and give the order to retreat, the gunboats and I will stall here. ”

"Understood! Be careful, you are the future and hope of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and you have a sacred duty to revitalize it. ”

Uther solemnly knelt on the ground and saluted the daughter of King Terenus before standing up and shouting to command the Knights of the Silver Hand to deliver orders to the various combat units.

After a while, the soldiers on the battlefield began to retreat in batches in an orderly manner.

As the firepower began to wane, the demons and the undead finally completely tore countless holes in the battle line, and rushed towards the World Tree at the highest point of Mount Hyjal.

"Fire!"

Jialia commanded the gunboats in the air to turn around and bombard the fastest enemies.

She did this with only one purpose, and that was to prevent the enemy from catching up with the retreating soldiers.

After all, in a world where bravery, sacrifice and glory are the dominant values, there is no such thing as letting the leader go first.

On the contrary, it is very common for the king of a country to personally cut off his subordinates.

However, perhaps because of her too much attention, she didn't notice that Akmund himself had once again appeared on the battlefield, staring at the two eyes that revealed the glow of green evil energy with a cold and cruel smile.

Next Second......

He suddenly raised his hand and made a grasping motion at the airship in the sky.

Moment!

A large hand composed entirely of shadow energy suddenly appeared out of thin air, and with a click, it snapped the keel of the pod below the gunboat, causing a large hole to leak directly from the bottom of the airship.

More than 40 soldiers in charge of controlling the artillery fell directly from the sky and fell into meat sauce.

There were also many people who were eroded by the shadow energy and let out a heart-rending wail.

What's even worse is that this pinch caused the shells that were originally being fired to be blocked back and directly exploded.

And the explosive shells caused fires and the detonation of ammunition warehouses.

In an instant, the killing aerial gunboat turned into a huge fireball at a height of a thousand meters, burning and began to fall downward.

"No !!!!!"

Seeing this, Uther let out a heart-rending roar.

Fighting the enemy's pursuers with the Knights of the Silver Hand, he had nothing else to do, and rushed to the place where the airship fell alone, trying to rescue Galia, who might still be alive.

It's a pity that the Doomsday Lord Kazak blocked the Lightbringer's path.

As a result, the powerful holy light collided with the shadow, and instantly erupted with a deafening loud bang and explosion.

Kazak was a little better, after all, he was oversized, and the tonnage was there, just a distance back.

But Uther flew backwards a few hundred meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

If it weren't for the Light energy that healed the injuries sustained in the process, I am afraid that I would have passed out by this time.

"Get out of the way! Damn the devil! ”

Uther struggled to get up from the ground, his face full of nervousness and anxiety.

"Weak mortals, you can't save anyone today."

Kazak wielded his huge greatsword and struck the rushing paladins out with a single blow, his tone full of contempt and disdain.

There is no doubt that Uther is no match for this Doomsday Lord at all in terms of personal strength.

In fact, many of the Demon Lords in the Burning Legion possess powers far beyond the imagination of mortals.

Not to mention Uther, even Arthas and the Lich King are only younger brothers in front of them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been watched by a few Dreaddemon Kings, and he wouldn't dare to make any moves.

You know, the Dreadlord is notoriously bad at head-on combat.

But Uther was obviously not going to give up, and as soon as he got up, a dazzling golden holy light bloomed, and he rushed forward again with a roar.

He didn't care if he would die in this battle, he just wanted to save the queen of Lordaeron before he died.

At the same time, the wreckage of the gunboat that fell from the sky on the other side finally hit the ground and caused another explosion.

The skyrocketing flames and explosions tore apart hundreds of ghouls who were too close on the spot.

Just when everyone thought that all the members of the airship had been killed, a pair of blood-colored wings ignited by the flames suddenly unfolded, immediately dispersing the surrounding flames.

A figure like an avenging angel slowly walked out of the burning wreckage.

Seeing this, Akmund immediately showed a hint of surprise, and said in a slightly playful tone: "Tiny mortal, your bloodline is interesting, and I smell a hint of the Dreadlord from it. ”

"Demons! You don't want anything from me! ”

Glancing at the charred corpses behind her that had been shattered in the explosion, she straightened out her sword and took a fighting stance.

Although she knew very well that the demon in front of her was definitely not something she could deal with, she still did not flinch in the slightest.

"Hahahaha! What I want never depends on whether I cooperate or not. To be exact, even if you die, I will be able to strip your soul out of it and get what you want. Akmund laughed and mocked.

As Tyrande described, the highest-ranking commander of the Burning Legion was too proud and conceited.

He hadn't learned the lesson of the defeat in the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, and still thought that the Night Elves' defeat of the Legion was just a fluke.

Ignoring the polluter's taunts, she took a deep breath before soaring into the air at lightning speed, heading straight for the opponent's most vulnerable eye to launch a surprise attack.

After all, the difference in size between the two is too far.

An ordinary dagger stabbing Akmund was undoubtedly like poking an elephant with a toothpick.

The latter may be painful, but it's definitely not far from deadly.

So the eyes are naturally the preferred target.

What's more, Jia Liya feels that the other party's size is so big, and the reaction must be slower like many large animals, and there is a high probability that she will not be able to react.

It's a pity that she made a mistake this time.

I saw that Akmund just opened his hand and waved it lightly, and immediately created a very strong air current, forcibly blowing the beautiful girl who rose into the air.

And that's not all!

Immediately followed by a shadow magic, a shackle made of energy was created out of thin air, instantly binding Jialia from head to toe, no matter how much she struggled, it was useless.

The gap between the two is so big that there is an insurmountable chasm.

"What should I do with you now?"

Akmund touched his chin and smiled playfully.

In his eyes, just now it can't even be called a battle, it's more like a one-sided play and ravage.

Feeling the churning acidic saliva from the mouths of the demon hounds around her, and the stench emanating from the ghouls, she felt that she was only one step away from death, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and began to pray to the god of the contract she believed in.

She didn't expect God to settle for herself, she just hoped that the other party could protect her soul from the torture of the demon in front of her.

Just as Akmund stretched out his fingers to grab her from the ground and hold it in the palm of her hand, a dark gray light suddenly flashed through the air.

In the twinkling of an eye!

The crimson blood arrow pierced directly through the right eye, stirring up the entire eyeball.

"Ahh!!!!!h

The pain was so intense that the polluter was furious, covering his blind eyes all the time, while his other hand flapped wildly around in an attempt to strangle the arrogant man who dared to hurt himself.

But unfortunately, after slapping for a long time, the nearby ground was full of slap prints one after another, but only the sound of the enemy could not be found.

Not only the enemy, but also the tied up Galia disappeared with it.

"Bastard! Who? Who dares to harm the great polluters? Don't let me catch you! Otherwise, you will definitely be drawn out and thrown into the twisted void, and a thousand knives will be cut. ”

Enraged, Akmund frantically patrolled around, casting more than a dozen spells such as detecting invisibility in one go.

It's a pity that nothing was found in the end.

This made him even more angry, and he didn't care about the thrill of victory, and led his team straight to the last line of defense guarded by the Night Elves.

Seeing that their own boss was personally rushing to the front, the rest of the demons and undead creatures naturally did not dare to slack off, and they followed closely behind and rushed to the top of the mountain like a tsunami.

After the mighty army passed, a black circle suddenly appeared out of thin air, followed by Zuo Si and Jialiya walking out of it.

You don't need to ask to know that there can be no one else except Zuo Si who dared to show off in front of Akmund just now.

The magic he uses is all from the Book of Medivan, and some is from the bloodline-like spell-like abilities.

"Thank you...... Thank you! If it weren't for you, I can't imagine what a tragic fate I would have faced. ”

Jialia picked up Zuo Si's hand and kissed the ring, her excited tone with palpitations and strong gratitude.

"You're welcome. You have a more important mission on your shoulders, so your destiny should not be ended here. ”

Zuo Si gently stroked Queen Lordaeron's cheek, soothing the other party's overly nervous and fearful emotions.

"What am I going to do next? Retreat to the third line of defense and continue to resist? ”

Jialia pressed her right hand on her chest, trying to reduce the frequency of her heart beating wildly.

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, no need, you have done quite well, you can return to the Eastern Continent through the portal while the last line of defense has not collapsed." As for the rest, I'll take care of it myself. ”

"You?"

Jialia was slightly stunned for a moment, then an ecstatic expression appeared on her face, and she hurriedly stammered and asked, "You...... Are you finally about to descend into this world once and for all? ”

"Well, yes.

The appointed day has arrived. The moment Akmund arrives at the World Tree, it is the beginning of my transformation of the world.

As for you, let's hurry home and spend time with my daughter.

I don't want to go and inform her of her mother's death one day. ”

With that, Zuo Si picked up Beauty's beautiful face, kissed her lightly on the forehead as a blessing, and then activated the teleportation magic to go to the World Tree in Hyjal Mountain.

I saw him gently place one of his hands on the trunk of the tree, feeling the amazing energy contained in it, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "Come quickly, dear Akmund, I can't wait." Now with the Skull of Gul'dan, I can perceive the specific coordinates of the planet Azeroth from the moment you start drawing energy. ”

"Master, are you sure you can handle Akmund? You know, in terms of personal strength, he is more difficult to deal with than the fraudster Kilgardan. Gul'dan reminded through the soul connection.

"What, are you scared now? Or are you terrified that your skull will fall into their hands again? ”

Zuo Si asked rhetorically with a smile.

"No, of course not, I'm just worried about your safety."

Gul'dan hastened to deny it.

"My safety? Hehe, I can't believe you care about people. But that's obviously not something you need to worry about. ”

Zuo Si sneered and debunked the other party's careful thoughts.

After a few days of getting along, he has understood Guldan's extreme two-sided personality.

As long as you are stronger than him and catch his weaknesses, then this guy will become the best dogleg and will be willing to do anything to break through the line for the sake of the master.

In other words, Gul'dan does not have even the slightest moral bottom line at all.

It's no wonder that the Burning Legion would choose him to control the orcs, rather than Naozu, who still has a little bit of morality and bottom line.

But in the same way, once Gul'dan realizes that his strength exceeds that of his original master, then he will not hesitate to choose to betray and pursue greater power.

There are no principles!

No emotion!

There is just a never-ending thirst for power and power!

By betraying the entire orc race in exchange for forbidden knowledge, Gul'dan went from a deformed cripple who everyone could bully and humiliate to become the most powerful mortal warlock of all time.

Just as the two were talking through the psychic connection, Akmund, who was blind in one eye, had already rushed to the last line of defense, directly tore a hole in an invincible attitude, and personally rushed to the front to release terrifying shadows and evil magic.

Just one hit!

More than 500 Night Elves were killed on the spot, and even the corpses were not left.

Even more terrifying were the extra-large area of fire rain and firewall-like flame spells, which were literally nightmares for the treants.

Coupled with the fact that Malfurion had already been well prepared, Tyrande put up a symbolic resistance and quickly ordered a retreat, making way for the Polluter to reach the World Tree and the Well of Eternity of his dreams.

Looking at the towering trees that were close at hand, the polluter looked up at the huge canopy and said in an excited tone, "Finally! The road to the finish line has been opened! The end of the whole world is coming! O wretched mortals, the hour of judgment has come! ”

With the last word blurted out, Akmund raised his hand and pressed it against the stout trunk of the tree, and began to cast his magic to draw arcane energy.

The feeling that I can't describe in words makes me involuntarily addicted.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Dark Titan Sargeras was desperate to conquer this planet and turn it into a second Argus.

Because the power of the Azeroth Star Soul is just too strong!

It is so powerful that even if it was sucked by the ancient gods for an unknown number of thousands of years, and was greatly damaged when the Titans arrived, it is still the most energetic planet discovered by the Burning Legion.

Akmund couldn't have imagined how terrifying Azeroth's Star Soul would be if it awakened to become a Titan, and it was very likely that it would surpass the invincible power of the Dark Titan Sargeras.

Therefore, as long as they can use the passage of the Well of Eternity to unleash evil energy and corrupt the star soul into the image of Argus, the Burning Legion can not only obtain another powerful main base, but also a second powerful Titan like the "Silencer".

At that time, there will be no more forces in the physical universe that are qualified to fight the Burning Legion.

Even the Void Lord behind the Elder Gods is no exception.

Just as Akmund was basking in the pleasure of drawing energy from the World Tree, a low horn sounded in the forest.

In just a few minutes, a large number of ancient souls formed by the death of the Night Elves suddenly flew towards the World Tree from all directions, gradually converging together to form a river of silver light in the process of flying, the number of which was completely beyond anyone's imagination.

Although each of them has very limited mana to be stirred up, it is not even a threat to any caster.

But when millions, tens of millions of ancient souls gathered together, the magic net node where the highest part of the entire Hyjal Mountain was located instantly entered an extremely unstable state.

In particular, the World Tree Nordahir, which had drawn energy from the Well of Eternity for ten thousand years, had already turned into a huge source of energy.

It possesses even more energy than Akmund and Kiljadan combined.

Before Akmund could react to what had happened, he sensed that the vortex of magical power caused by these ancient souls to cause the energy of the World Tree to pour into his body like a floodgate.

Due to the speed and quantity, his body's endurance capacity had reached its limit in just a few seconds.

This is followed by the destruction of internal organs, muscles, and blood vessels from the inside, and the epidermis even presents a blinding white light due to energy overload.

Undoubtedly, this is the trap set by Malfurion.

The Grand Druid wanted to use the sacrifice of the Ancient Soul to disrupt the speed at which Akmund could absorb energy, and finally let the energy within the World Tree pour into the demon's body in a very short period of time, making it exceed the limit of what the other party could hold, until it was burst alive.

Especially when the polluter has established an energy connection with the World Tree, it is definitely not easy to disconnect.

Sensing the energy tearing through his body from within, Akmund finally panicked, frantically waving his hands to kill or drive away the souls that were disrupting the transmission of energy.

"Nope! No! No! I don't care about you! Get out of here! How dare you calculate the great polluters! I'm going to tear you to shreds! ”

Sadly, instead of making things better, his slaughtering frenzy led to a worse outcome due to the explosion of arcane energy that the ancient soul produced when it died.

Blinding rays of arcane energy burst forth from his torn chest and abdomen, and the whole person uncontrollably took on a large font and let out a wail of pain.

"Ahh!!!!!!!!!!h

Malfurion, Tyrande and the others in the distance immediately smiled with relief when they saw this scene.

Because they knew that the plan had succeeded, Akmund the Polluter was about to be stretched alive by the massive energy of the World Tree and cause a violent energy explosion.

And the demons and undead who surround him will also be destroyed in an instant.

"It seems that everything is over, and we have won this war."

Malfurion said to his wife beside him in a slightly emotional tone.

Tyrande nodded slightly: "Yes." It was all worth it, despite the tremendous sacrifices we made. In fact, I'm already thinking about how to clean up the demons and undead around Mount Hyjal and restore peace to our world. ”

"Don't worry, as long as Akmund is dead, the rest of the demon lords and those undead are no threat at all."

Malfurion put down the large, heavy horn in his hand, and a smile appeared on his oil-painted face, oblivious to the grim expression on Vanda Deerhelm's face behind him.

As the second only leader of the Night Elf race, the latter dreamed of replacing him.

But now, Malfurion has once again defeated the invasion of the Burning Legion with her ingenuity and ability, and her personal prestige is bound to surpass that of the previous one.

This not only caused Vanda Deerhelm to feel a strong sense of jealousy, but also caused some dangerous and evil thoughts to stir up in his heart.

Just when most people were immersed in the joy of imminent victory, Akmund could no longer suppress the energy gushing out of his body, and his whole person instantly turned into a bright light that could not be seen directly.

Next Second......

Rumble!!!!!!!!!!!!

His body was torn apart by the raging energy in an instant, and the burst of energy was even more violent and devastating due to the previous forced suppression.

Several high-ranking demon commanders who rushed forward to try to help the Polluter were killed by the aftermath of the spill in an instant, without even the slightest chance to escape or resist.

Just as these out-of-control energies were about to be transformed into high temperatures, high pressures, and the complete release of flames, a flash of green light suddenly appeared out of thin air, reconcentrating the originally diffused furious energy at an unimaginable speed.

And that's not all!

Even Akmund, who was on the verge of death, was given a chance to breathe, quickly cast an evil spell to repair his body, and released the excess energy, eventually opening a huge portal next to the World Tree.

In the twinkling of an eye!

Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of demonic armies swarmed out from the other side, quickly sweeping across the entire summit of Mount Hyjal.

Not only did Malfurion, Tyrande, and the others be stunned by such a shocking reversal, but even the polluter himself was glad for the rest of his life, and quickly set his eyes on the human figure that appeared in front of him at some unknown point, and the skull of Gul'dan in the latter's hand.

After a full minute, he couldn't help but grin and praise, "You're doing a great job, mortal." The Legion will not forget the help you provided at critical moments. As a reward, I will grant you great knowledge and power. ”

"Give me knowledge and strength?

No, no need, thanks.

Because I just don't want that precious energy to go to waste.

In addition, things like knowledge and power can be taken by myself as long as I want.

Haven't you found out yet?

I actually deliberately asked you to open this portal.

Otherwise, it will not be easy to find your old nest Argus in the vast universe. ”

As the last word blurted out, the container, controlled by a wisp of consciousness from Zuo Si, slowly took off its hood and looked up at the sky, not at all nervous and flustered by the increasing number of demons pouring out of the portal.

Contrary!

He could already see sparks flickering in the air, and stacked cast blocks that were expanding around it.

Just a second later, the sky at the top of the World Tree was suddenly torn open without warning.

The tunnel from the Black Hole to the Dark Void made all living beings, including the Burning Legion Demons, feel fear from the heart!

A demon lord apparently wanted to figure out what it was and where it was going, and flew straight in with his wings outstretched.

But the moment his body came into contact with the rift of the Dark Void, his body was instantly swallowed by the chaotic and chaotic primordial matter and mana, and his body was like a firework shooting into the sky, exploding with a thud and disappearing into the endless darkness.

Even the soul did not return to the Twisted Void to resurrect, but was devoured along with it.

Without the protection of the Brigade Mage's spark, no living being, not even a god, could survive in this terrifying space.

All of a sudden, all eyes of the entire Hyjal Mountains were focused on this huge crack that suddenly appeared out of thin air, and even the noisiest imp closed his mouth at this moment and did not dare to make a sound.

In particular, Tyrande, who has a very keen sense, vaguely feels that this is very likely to be a more difficult and terrifying enemy than the Burning Legion.

Under the gaze of thousands of eyes, a figure with a flickering point of light finally floated out of it, and said in a slightly tired tone: "This journey is really more distant and difficult than I imagined. But fortunately, there was no danger, and I finally arrived safely. ”

"Who are you?"

Akmund was the first to break the silence and asked sharply.

"Me? Didn't we already meet before? Zuo Si asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Just now?"

Akmund was slightly stunned for a moment, then turned around and glanced at the incomparably small human figure in front of him, and immediately realized what was going on, pointing at the latter and continuing to probe: "So...... Is this a doppelganger or projection that you control? ”

"It's not a doppelganger or a projection, it's just a wisp of consciousness that descends. What's more, with my arrival, he is no longer of any use. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and quickly made a land card in front of everyone, ensuring that his connection with Azeroth would not be completely severed due to any unexpected circumstances, and then made an act that stunned everyone present.

I saw him fall from the sky in an instant, and at lightning speed, he plunged the iron glove hand into the chest of the consciousness-controlled container, and pinched his heart in an extremely bloody and cruel way.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the container exploded directly into a flying body of flesh and blood.

But just when the flesh and blood flew out less than two or three meters away, they suddenly flew back like a time rewind, and converged like the blood-stained iron glove.

In the end, it was digested and absorbed, leaving not even a trace of residue and minced meat.

There is no doubt that Zuo Si "eats" this container of his own and transforms it into a part of his own power.

After all, no matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is meat.

What's more, he still has to use this power to control the blood orcs to do things.

After doing all this, Zuo Si picked up the skull of Gul'dan that had fallen to the ground, turned to look at Akmund, and asked in a half-joking tone, "Dear polluter, what should I do with you?" ”

"Processing?"

When Akmund heard this word, he instantly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Because this uninvited guest in front of me, who looks like a small human being, is too mysterious.

Whether it's the way it appears, or the huge crack in the sky that is healing, it gives people a sense of incomprehension and unpredictability.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had an entity, he would even think that this was the Burning Legion's worst enemy, the Void Lord.

"yes, handle.

After all, I'm about to declare war on the entire Burning Legion, including the Dark Titan Sargeras.

And you will undoubtedly be a hindrance and a nuisance.

Of course, if you're willing to betray the Burning Legion and become one of my men, I can consider a little gentle.

But if you don't know what to do, then the end can be very, very miserable.

So I sincerely advise you not to be ignorant! ”

The moment the last word blurted out, Zuo Si suddenly opened his arms and activated more than thirty Brigade Mage cards.

Moment!

Huge portals appeared out of thin air around the World Tree, forming a ring that surrounded the Legion portal to Argus.

Just a second later, the Legion of Hell's Demons, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out of more than half of the portals, and without saying a word, began to slaughter the demons of the Burning Legion and the Scourge Legion controlled by the Lich King.

Some of those who are good at necromancy are even more unceremoniously and directly control those elite units as cannon fodder and minions.

As for the other half of the portal, New Phyrexia, known as one of the three major scourges of the multiverse......

(End of chapter)