"Listen to me!

The 24th, 16th, and 47th Corps immediately retreated slowly!

You damn bastards pushed too far ahead!

Don't you see that the enemy is already showing signs of collapse?

Our mission is not to defeat them completely, but to keep them on this battlefield to be consumed endlessly!

Don't think I don't know that you greedy guys are rushing forward to kill each other and plunder more souls!

Think long-term!

This war has just begun!

There are hundreds of millions of planets with intelligent life waiting to be conquered in this universe!

Therefore, whoever dares to disobey the order again, I will throw him directly back to the Hell Inquisition to be demoted! ”

Accompanied by the roar of the Deep Hell Purgatory General full of chagrin, the front line group was like wolves and tigers one second, as if they were going to devour the demons of the Burning Legion alive, and the next second they reluctantly began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Similar situations are frequently played out on almost all the devil's fronts.

Whether it's the devil who wants to get promoted and get souls, or the adventurers, merchants, and mercenaries who want to bounty and improve their status in the huge cyberpunk city, their eyes are red at the moment that they have been stimulated by huge profits.

You must know that the souls of the Burning Legion demons are all the highest quality colors that can emit red and black under the effect of the Faction Detection Spell.

Most of them can survive at least dozens of hours in the torture room where energy is extracted, otherwise it is impossible to squeeze all the energy cleanly.

And most of the mortal souls of the evil camp usually enter the torture room for as little as half an hour, ten minutes, or as much as three or five hours.

So the energy that a demon soul can squeeze can be compared to at least a dozen mortal souls.

Moreover, after the body left over after the death of the soul is thrown into the hatching pit, a new variety will be directly hatched with a slightly higher level than the inferior demon, but slightly lower than the level of the minor devil.

Without exception, they have quite good magical talents and melee abilities, which are simply the ideal consumables and cannon fodder in large-scale wars.

In addition, the souls of high-level demons such as the Doom Guard, Ereda, Sivarra, Evil Lord, Dreadlord, and Abyss Lord have also brought more than a dozen new demon forms and promotion methods to Bato Hell.

Anyone who joins the Expeditionary Force will receive 100 gold coins or 1/10 of the Imp's soul as long as they successfully capture the soul of the lowest-level imp.

The former is easy to understand, and it is specially prepared for mortal adventurers and mercenaries who sell their lives for money.

They often make money to buy more weapons, equipment, potions, and technology in cyberpunk cities, or to enjoy the ultimate sensory stimulation and service in various entertainment venues.

As for the soul rewards, they are clearly for the devils.

As long as the soul of ten imps is captured, then this devil can not only completely obtain the energy squeezed out of a complete soul, but also obtain the low-level devils hatched out of the body after the soul dies.

The former can be promoted to a certain level by accumulating a certain level, while the latter means being able to get a subordinate who is completely obedient to him.

Either one is a temptation that cannot be refused to the devil of hell.

Don't look at it as a nineteen percent, as a front-line soldier licking blood, he can only get a meagre tenth, but this is already an unprecedented generosity in hell.

As the lowest level of the little devil with a complete personality and wisdom, he often only gets a share of one-thirtieth to one-fiftieth of various contracts.

And often there is no opportunity to go out and do this kind of job that tempts mortals to fall.

Either be thrown to the front line as cannon fodder to be consumed by endless demons, or do hard work all day without any reward or future.

But now, they can get a quick promotion by killing those Burning Legion imps who are slightly less powerful than themselves, and capturing and imprisoning the souls of the other party.

What generosity and kindness!

All the low-level devils who were fortunate enough to participate in this expedition were grateful from the bottom of their hearts, and even had infinite admiration and worship for them.

Because since the ninth layer of Bato's Hell formed a stable scale, it has almost never expanded outward.

The only thing all the low-level devils who want to climb up can do is to roll up like crazy.

They must do everything they can to please their bosses, do every task well, and beware of their colleagues' schemes until they get the legally binding promotion papers.

This often takes years, decades, or even centuries.

But now?

Simply risk being killed and resurrected from hell to kill them, then seal the souls of enemies who try to escape with gems or crystal prisms.

Therefore, in the eyes of the devil, the Burning Legion demons in front of him are not as simple as enemies at all, but the feats of walking in groups, the only chance for them to improve their level and gain more power, status, and power.

Under such a naked temptation, they will not be desperate to get out of the ghost.

What's more, on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal right now, he is the overwhelming side, and he will wait for a little more at this time.

In order to restrain these men, who have become somewhat frantic in the face of great gains, the High Devils must constantly restrain their overly aggressive risk-taking behavior.

In contrast, the Devil Legion and New Phyrexian forces that had been compleated by the oil had no such troubles, and displayed near-perfect obedience.

In particular, several praetors are frantically looting the desired "parts" from the Burning Legion demons to strengthen themselves.

Whether it's the heart flowing with amazing evil powers, or the wings, limbs, and other organs that contain energy from demons, they are all the most popular things.

Even the soulless and mutilated corpses will be reconstructed and assembled by the oil, turning them into all sorts of stitching monsters that even the Burning Legion itself will feel creepy when they see it.

Right now, in the tiny Hyjal Mountains, the two sides that are fighting and fighting frantically have expanded from only a few million at the beginning to a huge army in hundreds of millions.

The Burning Legion has built a huge military fortress near the portal, surrounded by thousands of evil cannons and other defensive structures, like a hedgehog curled up.

Zuo Si's side is not inferior at all, not only has long-range fire cover such as electromagnetic cannons and magic heavy artillery that bomb day and night, but also a large number of air units are constantly cruising close to the enemy's position.

Led by Obsilitz, the Obscuring Helldragon often assists ground forces in their dives, tilting flames, frost, lightning, and acid onto enemy heads, inflicting devastating blows on local battlefields.

Although each dive will result in the loss of some troops under the containment net of evil artillery, it is clearly worth it.

According to the report sent by the Succubus Queen Mecansut, it is not difficult to see that the astonishing benefits of the expedition so far far far outweigh the expenses.

So as long as it can be ensured that the demonic spirits are captured in large numbers before they escape back into the Warped Void, then the war can continue in a positive cycle in terms of economy.

The Blue Wizard Jin-Gitaxias, who is keen to gather knowledge and technology research and development, is now in an irrepressible ecstasy, and every day analyzes, researches, and improves a series of artifacts such as the captured magical mechs, communication devices, Spires of Sorrow, Hellfire Chariots, and soul engines, and then applies them to improve the overall strength of the entire New Phyrexia.

With the terrifying infestation of the oil, thousands of Morgar Artisans and Gangarnu Industries, who had served the Burning Legion, began to build and improve various war machines for New Phyrexia.

"Jin-Gitaxias, the war machine you gave me last time has all been depleted during the attack, and I need more supplies."

The Green Judge Flinkai dragged his larger, bulkier, harder body covered in a hard magical alloy shell to the Blue faction's camp, and made impatient demands on the technical leaders of all of New Phyrexia.

Affected by green mana, he is wild by nature, and at this moment he has completely developed and evolved in the direction of "mechanical tyrannosaurmon".

In terms of height and size, it has completely surpassed the largest model of magical mechs created by the Burning Legion.

To be precise, the set of king's eight shells on Flinkai's body was dismantled and transformed from a destroyed magic mecha.

So every time he lifted his foot and fell, there was a violent vibration on the ground around him.

Units that are too small may even feel like an earthquake, and they will fall to the ground even if they can't even stand on their feet.

At least six Unholy Cannons have been installed on both shoulders and backs, thanks to the efforts of the Blue faction's researchers, which can combine the energy of the Oil Engine and the Unholy Engine to fire ultra-high-temperature fireballs that are even more powerful than the original.

At this moment, Flinkkai is like a moving war fortress, and the movement speed is not much slower than before, and any enemy who encounters him on the battlefield will feel a visceral despair.

Because no attack on this behemoth can cause too much noticeable damage.

"What? Exhausted again? Damn it! Didn't I tell you to save some money? ”

Jin-Gitaxias, who was busy disassembling a broken-looking mechanism, suddenly looked up, his tone revealing strong dissatisfaction.

As a typical technomaniac, what he hates most is being disturbed by other things while he is doing research and experiments.

Not to mention that the Green Goblin is almost twice as much as several other factions in terms of the consumption of the war machine.

But Flinkai replied disapprenously: "It's not my fault that the consumption is fast. I faced the largest number of enemies and the strongest defenses, and the attack naturally cost a certain amount. What's more, I also brought you a gift. ”

As he spoke, he took two steps to the side, revealing the captive behind him, who was shackled in metal shackles.

"A living Abyss Lord?!"

Jin Gitaxia's eyes lit up instantly, and the terrifying gaze was like a sharp knife that was about to peel the skin and cramp the other party immediately.

Flinkkai grinned and nodded, "That's right! I know you're intrigued by the blood of this type of enemy, and their unquenchable anger, so I grabbed one in the middle of the attack. What do you think? This should make up for the small problem that my war weapons are consumed too quickly, right? ”

"Hehe, well, I have to admit that your gift is indeed quite good, and it is exactly what I need. Now, you can go to the logistics department and get double the war machine as a supplement. ”

Jin-Gitaxias instantly staged a face-changing trick, transforming from the original disgust to undisguised ecstasy.

You must know that at the beginning of this war, he noticed the unusual physiological characteristics of the Abyss Lord, but once these guys were hit hard, they would instantly cause a violent explosion from the inside, so he never caught them alive.

But now I can finally get what I want.

The captured Abyss Lord had apparently realized the cruel fate he was about to face from the demons on the surrounding test benches who had been disemboweled, skinned and cramped alive, and then poured into glistening oil for directional transformation, and immediately struggled frantically and scolded: "You damn maggots! Kilgardan and Lord Sargeras will not let you go! The Legion has already begun to plan a counteroffensive, and it won't be long before you will remorse for challenging the Legion! ”

"Counteroffensive plans?

Hahahaha!

Poor worm, haven't you found it yet?

Your self-righteous numbers are of no use to us in New Phyrexia.

Because the more troops you send, the more troops we will replenish when we destroy them.

As long as you don't have a way to fight the oil infestation, we will win the final victory.

What's more, you think this war will be confined to this planet?

No!

The great Father of New Phyrexia, with his new lieutenants, is using the Dark Portals you established long ago to open up new battlefields. ”

Jin-Gitaxias laughed maniacally and sneered.

"The Dark Portal? Breaking new grounds? ”

The Abyss Lord's face changed drastically, and he instantly remembered that it had been a long time since he had seen Akmund, who had been killing his own people on the battlefield before.

Know that the Polluter was the most senior commander below the Dark Titan before the mutiny, and knew almost all of the Burning Legion's secrets and plans.

The most terrifying thing is that he can also use the knowledge and power he has to easily connect the Dark Gate to the Legion portal system, and then launch a surprise attack on any planet occupied and controlled by the Burning Legion.

Even with an unimaginably large number of demons, there was no way to ensure that heavy troops were stationed everywhere.

This means that it is very likely that your side will fall into passive exhaustion in the next war.

Either choose to abandon those occupied planets to shrink their forces to organize defenses, and give up a lot of resources to the enemy;

Either support at all costs, or send a steady stream of reinforcements to that planet wherever it is invaded.

Whichever one you choose means being passive.

In fact, while speaking, Zuosi and Akmund had already arrived at the Dark Gate of the Eastern Continent in the Cursed Lands.

It used to be a vibrant black swamp, but it was turned into a barren red scorched earth due to the invasion of the orcs.

Except for the few demons left behind and the mortals who defected to the Burning Legion, only those wild boars, vultures, scorpions and other creatures were left unusually manic under the distortion of evil energy and shadow energy.

And this is just the least of the countless unforgivable crimes committed by the orcs in Azeroth.

Even the period of the Dark Empire, ruled by the ancient gods, did not cause such serious and irreversible damage to the planet's ecology.

Looking at the huge black portal that had closed in front of him, Zuo Si smiled and teased, "It's really unpredictable, isn't it?" Who would have thought that the portal that the Burning Legion built to invade this world would become a key tool for us to invade them. ”

"yes, that's kind of ironic."

Medivan, who had been waiting here for a long time, couldn't help but sigh.

As the last guardian, he had been keeping a close eye on Zuosi's every move, and immediately found an opportunity to have an in-depth conversation with the latter after extracting the energy of the Well of Eternity and complemating Akmund.

After repeatedly confirming that the latter would not attempt to completely conquer and occupy Azeroth like the Burning Legion, the two reached an intention to cooperate.

Of course, it is more that Medivan is not at ease with Zuo Si and wants to participate in getting first-hand information.

After all, both the Devil's Legion and New Phyrexia were too powerful in his eyes, too strong for the local forces of Azeroth to handle.

Even the guardian dragon and the Titan guardian who lives in Northrend, in the far north, came in vain.

Therefore, for the plan of the Left Idea to wage an all-out war against the Burning Legion on the entire universe, Medivin naturally supported it by 1,000 percent.

In his mind, it was best for the two forces to fight and die together, so that Azeroth would be completely safe.

However, the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfa did not know that his thoughts had already been seen through.

It's just that Zuo Si didn't care, and took out Guldan's skull to directly restart the dark door that had been closed.

Moment!

A green curtain reappeared out of thin air, revealing the connected world of Draenor on the other side.

At this moment, the Outlands are far from the same vibrant scene as they were a few years later.

Illidan did not ascend to the throne of the Outlands, nor did the Doomsday Guardian Kazak lead the Burning Legion to the Burning Legion, nor did the Alliance and Horde mobilize armies to launch a burning expedition through the Dark Portal.

It looked very peaceful, except for the avenue covered with Draenei bones that the orcs called the "Road of Glory" towered out in front of it.

In addition, there is a large number of broken earth floating in mid-air, and the space-time rift caused by the spell cast by Nao Zu back then.

The current King of the Outlands, Matheriton, is using these rifts to build portals and summon the demons of the Burning Legion from elsewhere, intending to raise an army to wage war to conquer and dominate the Orc's homeland.

There is no doubt that this is the first stop in the expansion of the war in the plan of Zuo Si.

As for the reason, it's very simple!

Just as Illidan had chosen this place as a base for advancement, he also saw that Draenor was a unique environment even in the entire universe.

As a result of Naozu's act of death, the planet had been torn apart by the vast amount of twisted void energy, leaving only a floating continent that was still engulfed by some incredible magical power.

That is to say, this world is almost connected to the Twisted Void, without any boundaries or obstacles, and it is simply the most suitable connection point to travel to other planets.

Possessing the key to the Legion's portal network, Akmund only needs to defeat Mathridon and take all the existing portals into his own hands, and then launch a surprise attack through them on any planet controlled by the Burning Legion in the entire universe.

And this time it was not a petty fight like Illidan, but a real all-out war across the entire universe.

According to the plan he helped develop, the Devil's Legion and the New Phyrexian forces would launch simultaneous invasions of at least 500,000 to 1 million planets at the same time, and quickly adjust their strategies according to the enemy's reaction.

In fact, the number of troops currently present in Mount Hyjal is less than a million or even one ten-millionth of the total number, and the rest are still on standby near the portal.

Walking through the dark portal and stepping on the path of glory covered with corpses, Medivan immediately felt a strong pain and self-reproach in his heart, and could even faintly hear the pain and wail of his soul.

Because this massacre of the Draenei is more or less inseparable from him.

It can even be said that it was his parasitic control by the Dark Titan Sargeras that led to this horrific massacre.

Most of the civilians who escaped from their home planet with Viren lay on this path of glory, trampled by bloodthirsty and brutal orcs, and even after death, they had no dignity.

"Well, do you now feel the heinousness of the orc race, and their insatiable thirst for blood, killing, and violence?"

Zuo Si stared at the last guardian with a smile.

"You know orcs well?" Instead of answering the question head-on, Medivan asked a rhetorical question.

Zuo Si replied very dryly: "Yes, I know more about orcs than you think, even about their origin and evolution, as well as the civilization after the formation of nomadic tribes.

In fact, like the intelligent life of Azeroth, the birth of orcs also originated from the creation of the Titans, to be precise, Agrama of the Titans.

He came to this world to use the power of the elements to create the first giant elemental life, Gorond.

And the mission of this massive giant is to contain the spores that are constantly multiplying, and prevent the entire world from being swallowed up by the endless wasteland.

This is the result of the Titans' own orderly nature, and the arrogance of their own Creator who thinks they are above the beings of the physical universe.

Later, in order to fight against this terrifying titan creation, the spores also evolved and condensed three giant spore giants.

In Draenor, this history of ancient origins is known as the War of the Giants.

Two of the Spore Giants were killed by the Titans, one of them became a water-covered Zangar swamp, while the other became a dense jungle.

As for the last one, he gained a huge strength bonus by absorbing the life essence left over from the death of the first two spore giants, and successfully crushed Gorond, who had received serious injuries, and won the battle of the giants.

The fragments of Gorond's fallen body evolved into the rolling mountains of the Nagrand region today.

The place where it died is considered the holiest place by the Elementals of Draenor, the Elemental Throne where the four elemental leaders live.

Surprisingly, however, Gorond's death didn't last long for the last surviving spore giant.

The stones that fell from his body were also contaminated with the life essence of the spores, giving birth to relatively small elemental djinns.

With the blessing of the Titangolund, these djinns continued their millennia war against the native spores of Draenor, killing the last spore giants by self-detonation, bringing the war for dominance of the planet to an end.

The djinn was further eroded by the spores during this period, first degenerating into a relatively weak and stupid Margolon, and then completely degenerating into a half-elemental, half-flesh Golon.

It's a bit like the flesh curse that the ancient gods of Azeroth gave to the Titans, which eventually created humans, dwarves, and gnomes.

There are still a handful of Goron in Draenor, who are considered gods by ogres.

Over time, many of the Gorons continued to combine with the spores and degenerate into one-eyed demons, which in turn degenerated into ogres, and eventually continued to degenerate into orcs.

This is also a good explanation of why Goron, the One-Eyed, the Ogre, and the Orcs are always in a relationship where the former enslaves the latter, and then the latter rises up to overthrow the former's enslavement, and then continues to enslave the weaker creatures than themselves.

It is like an endless cycle of reincarnation, and as long as the degradation continues, it will never stop.

Because of this, the orcs do not have any resistance or psychological burden to slavery, but take it for granted.

From the beginning of Golon, this ideological and cultural tradition has been deeply engraved in their bones and passed down from generation to generation.

As for the never-ending thirst for blood, carnage, and violence, it is precisely because of the long and bitter war between the spore and the elementals.

Whether it's the descendants of Gorond, who represent the elemental powers, or their enemies, Spore Lives, they all have to evolve in order to survive and win.

In the end, in the elimination of round after round, only those genes that are best at fighting are retained.

Combining the history and cultural inheritance of biological evolution, I will give an evaluation of the orc race. ”

As these words blurted out, Medivan fell silent for a moment.

He is not one of those ignorant farmers who has not even received basic education, but has a huge library that even Dalaran envies, and naturally knows that Zuo Si is not talking nonsense, and the process of discussion has a complete and clear logical chain.

After about half a minute, Medivan asked again, "Then what are you going to do with the orcs who stayed in the world of Draenor?" Like they once passed through the Dark Gate to start a massacre to exterminate the race? ”

"No, of course not, I wouldn't do such a barbaric thing. To tell you the truth, I have other plans for them. ”

With that, Zuo Si ignored the Glory Fort established by the Alliance on the Hellfire Peninsula, and directly activated the teleportation magic to instantly come to the scorched earth of Shadow Moon Valley.

At this moment, this place has been completely occupied by the legions led by Mathridon, with a portal built on the spatial rift everywhere.

Demons from all over the universe are converging on the Dark Temple, and the number of Hellfires alone has reached a staggering number.

Not to mention the many orcs who have been affected by the blood of the Abyss Lord.

After the failure of Neozu's plan, almost all of the orc warriors who had drunk the blood of demons were taken in by Mathridon.

Give this guy a little more time, and he will inevitably start a war to unify the entire Outlands.

This is also how the Burning Legion deals with planets that don't have much use.

To put it simply, it is to send a high-level demon commander and a small number of elite invasions, and then they will be responsible for building the legion portal, drawing troops from other war-free planets to complete the complete occupation of this planet.

Once this is done, they will convert the energy contained in the entire planet into evil energy, which will serve as a large rear base to provide resources and troops.

As for the native creatures, they will all be twisted into demons in a special form like Sartre.

With the power of the Brigade Mage's spark, Zuo Si easily felt the ubiquitous spatial rift in Shadowmoon Valley, and pursed the corners of his mouth to give an order to Akmund.

"Do what you have to do. In two hours, I'm going to see all the portals under our control. ”

"As you wish, great master."

Akmund gracefully bowed his hand to his chest, and then took a step in the direction of the Dark Temple.

All the enemies who tried to stop him along the way were basically either directly trampled into meat sauce or torn apart by the powerful magical power.

The energy cannon in the palm of your hand can destroy a well-defended camp or fortress with a single blow.

And that's not all!

In the process of attacking, Akmund also summoned the demon army that he had personally complemated.

In the blink of an eye, the polluter, who was originally just one person, had already conjured up a large army out of thin air.

Moreover, more and more demons were compleatized in the process of attacking, making the size of this army continue to expand.

"What's going on? What's going on? ”

The earth-shattering shouts instantly caused Mathriton, who was still enjoying the service of the Sahras Mistress, to rise from the ground, and his eyes full of green evil energy burst out with a tyrannical aura.

"Big ...... My lord! We've been under heavy attack! Thirteen outlying fortresses have already been destroyed, and portals have fallen into the control of the other party one by one. ”

A female demon hurriedly knelt down and reported in a tone full of nervousness.

"Attack? Who dares to attack my own dark temple? Gather your army now! I'm going to screw off this megalomaniacal man's head with my own hands! ”

Mathriton erupted in anger and let out a deafening roar.

It may be that the sound is too loud, and the dust on the entire roof falls in large chunks as a result.

Seeing this, the female demon immediately showed embarrassment, and cautiously reminded: "According to the news transmitted from the front, it seems that it is Lord Akmund who is attacking the Dark Temple......"

"What? I didn't hear clearly! You repeat it again! ”

Mathriton, who was still menacing one second, showed a terrified expression the next.

Knowing that, with the exception of a few abyssal lords, almost all of the Abyssal Lords are subordinate to Akmund, so they have a natural fear of polluters.

"It seems to be Lord Akmund who is attacking the Dark Temple. The only thing that makes people wonder is that his physiognomy and appearance have changed dramatically. ”

The female demon did not dare to disobey the order of the king of the outer lands in front of her, and told everything she knew.

"Damn! I had to see for myself. ”

Mathridon quickly moved her large, fat body and quickly disappeared into the claustrophobic corridors of the Dark Temple.

Seeing his back fade away until he disappeared, the naked Mother of Sahras rolled over and lay on her side in a very lazy and seductive position, dragging her chin with one of her hands and asking, "Are you sure it was really Lord Akmund who launched an attack on the Dark Temple?" ”

"Yes, Mistress. His appearance and appearance may have changed dramatically, but that devastating magical power is not something that anyone can disguise. ”

The female demon replied in the affirmative with a serious face.

Although Mathridon is the king of the Outlands, in fact, because the demons that poured out of the portal came from all corners of the universe and were previously subordinate to other demon commanders, it was very troublesome to manage.

Therefore, it is inevitable that there will be many factions within the country.

The Mother of Sahras, on the other hand, took the opportunity to quickly gain a foothold with her sinister, cunning, vicious and cruel style, and seduced Mathridon to give her the power to control all the female demons.

In many cases, what kind of information and information Matheriton obtains is not really up to him, but to her.

"And the reason? Why did Lord Akmund suddenly descend on the outlands, a barren and worthless planet? Isn't he leading the Legion in his plans to invade Azeroth? ”

Mistress Sahrass looked very puzzled and puzzled.

Obviously, unlike the important strongholds, the Burning Legion has a completely laissez-faire posture towards Draenor, with even the most basic communications equipment in place.

This meant that they had no access to first-hand information, let alone that Akmund had already defected.

For this, Kilgardan was even so angry that he almost came down to clean up this damned traitor himself.

The Dark Titan Sargeras was even more furious, nearly tearing apart the Burning Throne on the planet Argus.

It's a pity that Zuosi controlled the size of the portal very insidiously when he helped Akmund open it.

So I can't get by thinking about a dark titan like Sargeras.

If Kil'Gardan dared to come over, he wouldn't mind taking the Burning Legion duo under his command as a leading party.

Just as Zoth began his assault on the Dark Temple, preparing to use the vast number of portals there to launch an all-out assault on the planet occupied by the Legion, far away in the forest of Feywood in Azeroth, the always proud Illidan was on one knee and saluted a red-skinned Eredar demon projection.

This red-skinned demon is none other than "Fraudster" Kilgardan.

This powerful demon, who usually hides behind the scenes, did not use a threatening and intimidating tone, but said straight to the point: "Illidan Furywind, the legion needs your services now. For this reason, I can ignore your betrayal in the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago. ”

"I am at my command, great fraudster."

Illidan bowed his head deeply, not in the slightest bit arrogant because of the skyrocketing strength.

There is no contempt or neglect because the other party just came to a projection.

Kilgardan nodded in satisfaction and continued, "I'm sure you already know what's going on in Mount Hyjal, right? ”

Illidan quickly responded, "Yes, I have already observed it.

Although the portal has been successfully opened, the situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable for the Burning Legion.

Because this time the enemy is no longer the native forces of Azeroth, but the equally powerful and terrifying outsiders.

They are not only numerous but also powerful.

In particular, the leader with the human form had almost drained the energy of the Well of Eternity in a very short period of time.

Even you can't do that.

The most important thing is that he did not know what means to use to rebel against Akmund.

This was undoubtedly a fatal blow. ”

"Very good.

Now that you know the situation, I'll give you a difficult task.

Immediately set off to the Tomb of Sargeras in the Broken Isles to resurrect the body left behind by the Dark Titans in this world.

Only in this way will we be able to change the current unfavourable situation.

As a reward, you'll gain even more power than you already have and even become a veritable demon lord. ”

Kilgardan was straightforward about the specifics of the mission.

Obviously, the energy of the Well of Eternity and Akmund's inexplicable rebellion from Zusi made him realize that this matter was far beyond his own control, and that he had to let the Dark Titan Sargeras or his "Silencer" Argus take action.

And the Titan body left behind on the planet Azeroth back then is undoubtedly a key that can be used to reverse the unfavorable situation.

As for the Lich King......

Sorry, this kind of unpopular garbage cannon fodder is no longer on Kil'Gardan's radar.

Even the Scourge now mutinied en masse would be of no use in the face of a war of this magnitude.

"The body of the Dark Titan Sargeras?"

Illidan had a shocked and incredulous look on his face when he heard the news.

Since he had spent all 10,000 years in a dark dungeon, he had no idea what was happening in the outside world, and he couldn't imagine how even Sargeras himself had come and how the world had escaped.

Who defeated the Dark Titan and buried and sealed his body?

However, Kilgardan obviously didn't want to explain too much, and directly interrupted: "You just need to do what I tell you to do." As for the rest, it's not something you need to think about. ”

With that, he vanished into the massive altar, leaving Illidan and the Warsong clan who had sworn to follow him in a daze.

(End of chapter)