The forty-sixth layer of the bottomless abyss, which was originally connected with the forty-fifth and forty-seventh levels to form a triple realm, was the territory of one of the three giants of the abyss, the dark lord Grazt.

But since being ravaged by the three Eldrazi Titans, they have been drained of energy and turned into a useless wasteland.

At first glance, it gives people the feeling of deep despair and nothingness.

Not to mention living here for a long time, ordinary people can become depressed, go crazy, or even try to commit suicide to get relief.

Especially after Grazt himself was taken captive by the goddess of wealth Workin as revenge, the demons who poured here to participate in the bloody war completely lost their last restraints and let themselves go, and built hundreds of fortresses and fortresses on top of the ruins.

Some of them obeyed the orders of the other demon lords, while others simply set themselves up as kings and declared themselves lords of the surrounding lands, and forcibly captured many low-level demons as their own.

They apparently saw a vacancy in the position of the Triumvirate, so they tried in vain to defeat the demons and reoccupy the Triple Realm to gain the favor of the Abyssal Will, and then replace Grazt as the new Demon Lord.

Perhaps the only thing that has not changed is the famous "Salt River" that runs through three levels.

It got its name mainly because the river shimmered with a crystal-like sheen of liquid salt particles.

However, like most rivers and oceans in the abyss, the water is crystal clear, but in fact it is highly poisonous.

Anyone who tries to drink or soak in it, including demons, will die a miserable death.

It's fair to say that toxins are the easiest thing to get in the bottomless abyss.

But if you want to use it to kill a demon, it's definitely overthinking.

Because ninety-nine percent of the demons had already cultivated a body structure that was immune to most toxins in such a harsh environment, and could even drink a small sip of deadly salt river water until they died.

Now, of course, this river has become a new dividing line on the battlefield of bloody battles.

One side near the abyss is the devil's territory, while the other side is the devil's territory.

The two sides are fighting day and night around this poisonous river that runs through three levels, and the endless groups of fortifications and long-range covered fire strikes are enough to break up all forms of attack in the long middle death zone.

So, not surprisingly, the war once again fell into a brutal and long back and forth tug-of-war.

From the lowliest cannon fodder to the senior commander of a legion, the only point here is to be constantly consumed by a huge flesh grinding disc.

While the Devil's side has the help of the Oil, which can bring back the mangled corpses on the ground and various discarded weapons and equipment for reuse, the demons have also created a new type of demon that incorporates the characteristics of Eldrazi creatures.

The latter is not only immune to the infestation of the oil, but can even draw energy from the oil to strengthen itself.

And demons represent chaos, and chaos means great creativity.

They took the weapons they had captured from the devil back and studied them, and it didn't take long to create some messy replicas of poor quality.

Although there are often some self-explosions and the like, on the whole, the technical gap between the two sides has been greatly flattened.

At least in terms of long-range firepower delivery, it can fight back and forth, and will not be crushed unilaterally.

As one of the two highest-ranking commanders of the forces of hell on the front lines, the Dreadnosaur Angel Zariel has been stationed in a massive steel fortress known as the Heart of War since his arrival on the front lines.

Despite its name, it is actually a vast complex of fortifications that stretches for hundreds of kilometers.

Not only are there tens of millions of devil legions, but there are also massive oil creations that have derived the attributes of the hell plane, and there are more than 300,000 electromagnetic cannons and magic heavy cannons that can shoot thousands of kilometers away.

A single saturation attack can wipe out a large area of enemies from the map.

In addition, there are the newly bred Purgatory Dragons, strangely shaped Flying Fortresses, and large flying machines that are scattered throughout the airspace overhead, ready to support the entire battlefield when needed.

For the Abyss Demon's crazy counterattack in the recent period, Zariel obviously didn't care at all.

Because she knew that with the firepower, troops, and logistics at her disposal, even if the number of enemies was tripled, it would be impossible to take advantage of anything, let alone destroy the entire carefully built defensive line.

Even if there are occasional demons who are crazy and not afraid of death and directly teleport to the rear to carry out sneak attacks and destruction, the second line of defense established by the lord of the first level, Beyer, can easily annihilate them.

Although Zarel has always looked down on this guy who once relied on intrigue and trickery to get to the top of the position, he also admits that the other party is indeed an expert in the area of shrinking defense, and often only needs very few resources to play a rather exaggerated battle loss ratio.

Therefore, the current situation on the front line of the bloody war can be said to be as stable as an old dog.

The most important thing is that with the crazy expansion of Zuosi's universe on the planet Azeroth, which has led to an influx into Bato Hell, especially the number of souls in the ninth level has skyrocketed.

The Burning Legionnaires and commanders captured in the war were forcibly transformed into members of the Devil's army.

This also means that the Abyss Demon can no longer rely on more than twenty times the numerical advantage to directly pile the elite demon army to death as before.

If it weren't for the fact that the territory in the rear had not yet been transformed and digested, Zariel would even want to take the initiative to attack, directly tear a hole in the demonic chaotic front, and then quickly complete the penetration with the advantage of high-speed maneuvering, wrapping a big dumpling to annihilate hundreds of millions of enemies.

When it comes to offense, she is notoriously insane and disregards casualties in order to win one glorious victory after another.

Just when this Devil Duke, who had a holy appearance like a celestial creature, but was full of tyranny and murder in his bones, stared at the real-time dynamic projection of the battlefield sent back by countless detectors on the wall and thought about the next tactics, a killing angel who had shrunk to "only" four meters tall walked in from outside, first touched his chest with one hand and bowed, and then reported: "Lord Duke, Your Excellency Soth has specially sent you a new batch of troops, which have now arrived at the barracks in the rear, how do you arrange it?" ”

"A new army?"

Zariel had a puzzled look on his face.

Because her army has been constantly depleted, and it has been constantly replenished.

Normally, there is no need to inform yourself about such a trivial matter, and the staff officers and generals below will naturally send their troops to the war zone with heavy losses to replenish them.

"Yes. This army is mainly made up of undead, which should be pretty good in terms of strength. The commander at the head is called Arthas, a death knight with an artifact. ”

The killing angel 1510 told all he knew.

As the most combat-ready and highest-level unit in the Mechanical Angel Legion, she is almost completely wrapped in a hard metal can from head to toe, and it is very terrifying for both physical and magical defense.

If fully released, it can even transform into a behemoth of ten or twenty meters.

Once on the battlefield, the Humanoid Gundam is properly placed.

It's just that unlike the tyrannical angels who pursue extreme destructive power, the killing angels pursue the efficiency of killing enemies, so the weapons and abilities are more inclined to be quantified, miniaturized and intelligent.

They are equivalent to the brains of the battlefield, allowing the surrounding soldiers to exert 120% combat effectiveness.

In contrast, the Tyrannical Angel is more of a powerful assaulter, tasked with tearing through the toughest, toughest defenses.

"Death Knight Arthas? Yes! I think I know who he is. ”

With a flash of amusement in his eyes, Zariel instantly manipulated the complex combat platform in front of him, and successfully captured Arthas as he was scrutinizing his surroundings with a blank face through a detector located near the barracks.

The young death knight didn't realize how dangerous the place he had arrived was, but was curious about the strange races in the barracks.

Continuing Bato's tradition of recruiting mercenaries, the barracks here are not only home to a large number of demons of all shapes, but also quite a few mortals and otherworldly creatures.

Some of them came for faith, some of them came from the extreme orderly camp to fight the spread of chaos, and some of them simply to make money or owed too much debt to the devil and were caught, so they could only come to the front line of the bloody war as cannon fodder.

Anyway, in the huge barracks, you can see almost all the creatures of the entire universe, from the elements and djinns of the inner plane to the otherworldly creatures of the outer plane.

The cannon fodder of these cannon fodder will be assigned to different defense lines as a glorious "line-filling baby" after completing the registration, and will fight against the swarming demons.

If you're lucky enough to survive to the end, you'll be able to win a lot of bounties and even have a chance to become the commander of a foreign mercenary legion.

Because in the Bato Hell, the promotion of military merit on the front line of the bloody battle is the most strictly enforced, and there is no one.

Even the top boss would not dare to easily deprive a low-level little devil of his credit.

Otherwise, Asmodeus and the Court of Hell could step in at any moment and give the most severe punishment to those who dare to reach out.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Alsace.

Because he had just passed through the portal, he couldn't figure out the situation at all, and he was even very surprised why the living people around him were not afraid of him, but stood there boldly and pointed at the thousands of undead of the Scourge Legion.

What's more, a group of strangely dressed guys took advantage of their unpreparedness to directly snatch control of hundreds of abominations, giant bones, gargoyles, and four frost dragons, and then fled directly with the loot.

The White Prostitute Scourge Legion is okay!

Arthas was so angry at this scene that he almost rode after the invincible and cut off the opponent's head, and then transformed them all into undead.

But fortunately, the steady Kel'thugad grabbed the young man with a strong and impulsive personality in time, and whispered comfort: "Don't get excited, we don't know anything about the situation in this world now, and it's best not to rashly stir up trouble." ”

"But those damn bastards dare to ignore me! Snatched control of many undead creatures directly through unknown magic! ”

There was a clear anger in Arthas's tone.

During the rise of the Scourge Legion, he personally destroyed the most powerful human kingdom, Lordaeron, followed by the capture of Silvermoon City and the Sunwell, trampling the pride and dignity of the High Elves under his feet, and finally killing the magical kingdom of Dalaran, which has the protection of a powerful enchantment.

Everywhere they passed, the people could be said to be terrified, and they would tremble with fear just by hearing the word undead.

can look at the group of "Diao people" in front of him, not only are they not afraid of the army of the undead who are waiting for the battle, but they also dare to rush up to gather wool.

How could the arrogant Alsace endure it.

What he didn't know, though, was that at the junction of hell and abyss, where the outer planes tended to be evil, something like the undead was really not a rarity.

In the case of those white necromancers and evil priests just now, they can easily pull out a large pile of them casually.

Not to mention that Aukus, one of the triumvirate of the Abyss, has the title of "Necromantic Lord".

His undead legion is far superior to the Scourge legion in terms of quantity and quality.

Many Demon Lords also have a fair amount of undead cannon fodder under their command.

So there's no fear of the dead at all.

Quite the opposite.

The undead are very susceptible to certain magic and magic, so they are both useful cannon fodder and the best enemies to deal with in the eyes of the devil.

In addition, the number of the Cataclysm Legion is relatively large, and the number of high-level undead with independent consciousness and consciousness is not large, which will naturally attract a large group of white prostitutes.

Obviously, the newcomers to Alsace had just arrived at the barracks and had been taught a solid lesson.

He didn't see the fear and panic he was expecting, only a pair of greedy eyes.

"I swear! Sooner or later, those crumbs will have to pay the price! ”

The Death Knight held Frost Sorrow in his arms, a twisted and angry look on his face.

Just as Kel'thugad was about to say a few more words, a portal suddenly opened out of thin air, and Zariel's figure walked out from the other side.

I saw that she first looked at it with great interest, and then asked, "You are the prince who personally completed the feat of killing his father and destroying his own country?" I have to say, your first impression on me was pretty bad. Whether it's an impatient personality or an unruly attitude. ”

"Who are you?"

Arthas asked rhetorically as he glared at two cold eyes.

"You can call me Zariel, or you can call me Lord Duke.

I am the commander with the highest authority on the front lines of the bloody war, and I am also your immediate superior.

Remember!

From now on, you low-level maggots are not in a position to ask any questions.

The only thing that needs to be done is to obey orders.

Do you understand? ”

Zariel lifted his chin slightly, and struck a haughty posture.

To be exact, this is what she was looking like with nothing but pride and arrogance.

Before Zuo Si arrived, Zariel basically looked down on everyone except Asmodeus, the lord of hell, and felt that those lords were all stupid and mentally retarded, and they didn't deserve to lick their toes.

"Maggots? How dare you call me a maggot! ”

Where had Arthas suffered such humiliation, and all the anger that had been pent up during this time suddenly exploded, and he suddenly raised the frost sorrow and wanted to kill the "birdman" in front of him.

Can be ...... in the next second

Clang!

This sword, which had always been as sharp as clay, actually burst out with shining ice flowers the moment it collided with the silver mecha, and the sharp blade could only leave a white mark on it.

The crisp sound of the metal clashing was like a mockery of something.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

Alsace was stupid.

For he never expected that the sorrow of the frost that he longed for would be helpless against a pair of armor.

Of course, if he knew the thickness of this power armor, the magic metal used, and the blessed spell-like protection ability, he would definitely not have the delusion of splitting it with a single rune sword.

Are you kidding!

Zariel, along with many of the high-level Killing Angels and Tyrannical Angels, had outer mechs that were about as thick as modern main battle tank armor.

Moreover, they are all magic alloys with high strength, high hardness and high toughness, and a large number of protection with deflection force fields are attached to them.

In addition to this, there is also the blessing of spell-like abilities.

Especially as a second-level lord, Zariel's whole body, including his body and equipment, has been strengthened by the divine blood and divine power, and even Zuo Si does not dare to guarantee that he can break the defense at once, let alone a little death knight like Arthas who can't even do a burst star.

Before Kel'thugad could react to what had happened, Zariel grabbed Arthasa's wrist with a backhand, and the oil engine in his body suddenly began to roar, and his eyes flashed with terrifying hell flames.

Moment!

Click!

Arthas's sword-wielding hand, along with the Iron Bracer of Saron, which claims to be able to defend against all physical and magical attacks, was snapped and folded into an eerie ninety-degree right angle.

However, because the undead creatures do not feel pain, Arthas's face is only shocked and stunned, and does not let out a scream like a normal person.

Zariel, who had been through a hundred battles and even fought against powerful divine powers, did not give the little Death Knight any time to react, and directly snatched Frost Sorrow from the opponent's hand, and then pulled him off his horse and threw him on the ground before stepping on one foot.

Bang!

After a heavy thud, Arthas's pale and handsome face was stepped directly into the dirt on the ground, and the huge impact even severely deformed the bones and stiff muscles.

"Courage is commendable! It's just that the strength is weak, and the brain is not very good. ”

Zariel curled the corners of his mouth and commented in a sarcastic tone.

Seeing that his master was being controlled, the Skeleton Warhorse Invincible immediately let out a piercing neigh, and raised its front hooves to kick the terrifying enemy away and help relieve the siege.

But unfortunately, before he could lift his hooves to the highest point, the tyrannical angel who descended from the sky grabbed it and threw it hard at the hard stone fortress in the distance.

With a loud bang and a violent installation, the invincible smashed bones from a handsome skeleton war horse to the ground in an instant.

Seeing that the Supreme Commander of the Scourge Legion had been humiliated like never before, all the undead present began to become agitated for a moment.

In particular, the loyal Death Knights, without exception, drew the runic swords they wore with them, and seemed to be about to charge at the first order.

Faced with this situation, the normal commander should first calm the emotions of the army, and then find a way to slowly dismantle it.

But Zariel is clearly not an ordinary commander-in-chief, but an out-and-out war maniac, and also an extremely authoritarian man.

She simply glanced at the Scourge with contempt, then raised her arm and gestured.

The floating fortresses and large flying machines that were originally hovering overhead immediately began to flicker with dazzling light, and then the army of devils and mechanical angels descended from the sky, and tens of thousands of purgatory dragons surrounded the army of undead with less than a million in size.

A large number of black holes, cannon holes, and powerful magic rituals have also locked on them one after another.

Anyone who dares to make the slightest abnormality, what awaits the Scourge's legion is to disappear completely, leaving not even a trace of residue behind.

At this moment, Kel'thugad finally recovered from the shock, and hurriedly shouted at the high-ranking undead who acted without permission: "Presumptuous! Who allowed you to dare to be disrespectful to the great Duke of Zariel? ”

Seeing the second-in-command of the Scourge Legion's command sequence speak, the undead quickly subsided because of the overwhelming naked and undisguised force deterrence overhead.

After all, although they are not afraid of death, they do not want to be exterminated in this and humiliating way.

Especially after many high-level undead have begun to gradually get rid of the brainwashing control of the Lich King, they have begun to have their own careful thoughts in private, how can they be willing to die in vain at such a time.

People like Sylvanas even regarded Arthas as an enemy, and they didn't even have time to applaud when they saw the other party being humiliated, so where would they come forward to help.

Therefore, standing on a high place, you can clearly see that the current Scourge Legion has been divided into three parts.

Some of them are the rebels led by Sylvanas who are waiting to make Arthas pay, the other part is the die-hard faction who are still following the Lich King's orders to be loyal to Arthas, and the last part is the neutrals who have regained their free will and do not know what to choose for the time being.

It turns out that without the blessing of the Helm of Domination, the so-called Scourge Legion is nothing more than a mess of sand.

Zariel was undoubtedly aware of this, and said in a warning tone, "Little Lich, you'd better be careful not to let this happen again.

Otherwise, I wouldn't mind crushing you all like ants.

You need to keep in mind that this is the front line of the bloody battle.

And you guys, at best, can only be regarded as a few hours of consumption on a certain front. ”

"Understood. Rest assured, I swear by my soul that there will be no further disobedience, and that I will obey every order you give 100%. ”

Kel'thugad prostrate himself on the ground and humbly bowed to the Devil's Grand Duke in front of him.

Because he has always been very sensitive to energy, he can clearly feel that Zariel has more than hundreds of times more power than the Lich King Neozu.

The terrifying aura that was conceived from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood could only be compared to Akmund, who had also destroyed an unknown number of planets.

Zariel nodded with satisfaction: "Very good!" Then you should immediately take the people to the 42nd Defense Area and station. Hopefully I'll see you back alive in a few days. ”

"As you wish."

Kel'thugad did not dare to bargain, bowed his head very humbly, and bowed deeply again, not looking at Arthas, whose whole face was trampled into the dirt and struggling desperately.

As one of the very few intelligent people in the entire Scourge Legion, he has realized what the fate of this army of the undead that has caused a monstrous wave in Azeroth will eventually become, and he also knows that the only way to save his life is to cooperate honestly.

As for Alsace, who was arrogant and wanted to get out of control, there was no chance now.

After all, not being able to hear the Lich King's voice for so long is already telling a lot.

Watching the dense army of natural disasters continue to march towards the designated area, Zariel raised his foot and lifted Arthas from the ground like a little chicken, looked into the other party's eyes full of anger and hatred, and said, "Open your eyes and recognize the form!"

Who do you think you are?

Or is it the prince of the kingdom of Lordaeron, who is loved by thousands of people?

Or maybe the Scourge Warrior chosen by the Lich King?

No!

You're nothing now!

Your parents were killed by your own hands, your kingdom has long since been destroyed by the scourge, and even the Lich King, who lured you into darkness, is now a plaything in your father's hands.

As for yourself......"

Speaking of this, Zariel paused deliberately, and suddenly took out a whip from the huge weapon rack behind him, and slammed it into Arthas's face with a shrill laugh.

"Hahahaha! You are my dog from now on. So be angry, roar, and rebel, because the more you tame you, the more satisfaction you will get from it. ”

"No!!!!! Don't you think! ”

Hearing that the mad woman in front of him was going to domesticate herself like a dog, Alsasson struggled like crazy.

But unfortunately, the difference in power between the two sides is too great.

Zarel didn't even use god-like powers, he was able to easily suppress them with the power of the oil engine, and ordered a disgraceful collar to be worn around the neck of the Death Knight, leading the chains to patrol the streets of the fortress full of people.

Whenever Arthas wanted to stand up, he was immediately kicked to the ground.

The only option he had was to either crawl on the ground like a dog, or be beaten half to death and dragged around like a dead dog.

There is no doubt that Zariel is completely destroying the will of the Death Knight by trampling on his self-esteem and personality.

For a person who exudes pride in his bones, nothing could be more painful.

Even Sylvanas, who had a deep hatred for him, felt that it was a hundred times more painful than a hundred times more painful to let Arthas live like this, full of humiliation.

In the beginning, in the face of Sylvanas's ridicule for three days, the latter would fight back with vicious language.

But as time went on, he was becoming more and more desperate and numb, and even those cold eyes were rapidly losing their luster, hollow like a shell that had lost its soul.

Looking at Arthas, who was motionless in the innermost room of the castle with a few Cerberus, Sylvanas, who had just rushed over from outside, couldn't help but sigh slightly: "This guy has been completely spoiled by you, Your Excellency." ”

Zariel sneered and shook his head, "No, you underestimate Arthas's will too much.

The reason why he is showing this half-dead appearance now is actually deliberately showing weakness so that I can let my guard down.

As soon as I unfastened the collar around my neck, he immediately looked for an opportunity to escape.

The best way to tame this fierce dog is to spend time slowly wearing it down.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, I have time to spend with him.

On the contrary, you, who have participated in so many days of bloody battles, have you learned anything?

You know, your father has very high expectations for you. ”

Hearing this, Sylvanas immediately shook his head with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

The scale of the bloody battle was far beyond the limits of what I could imagine and comprehend.

It was very different from any war I had experienced before.

Whether it's the number of sides involved, or those overwhelming spells and ranged weapons bombardment.

To be honest, I simply can't imagine how you managed such a large army in good order.

If it were for me instead, everything would have been a mess for half an hour at most. ”

"Don't be so modest.

Before I became the Great Devil, I also watched the bloody battle for a long time before I gradually understood the profound meaning it represented.

What's more, the commando team you led succeeded in penetrating one after another, causing great damage to the supply of the demon army.

It seems that you are already better than many Devil Commanders when it comes to skirmishes.

If you're a devil, I'm even willing to use the power at hand to grant you the power to get promoted. ”

In saying this, Zariel did not skimp on his praise.

"I don't understand why a being with god-like powers like you and Lord Soth would pay special attention to me, a little banshee?"

Sylvanas was silent for a long time, and finally asked the question that had been bothering him.

Zariel replied with a smile, "Because my father is about to embark on a huge plan."

To do this, he needed apostles who were both capable and trustworthy.

And you are the closest you can get to becoming a qualified apostle.

Not only you, but many others have been chosen and are being tested accordingly.

And you have to understand that the father was never a stingy person.

He has always been very generous to his own people, and it can even be said that his generosity is a bit excessive.

As long as you can perform up to his expectations, power, knowledge, and eternal life are at your fingertips.

Sometimes I really don't understand, what are you waiting for?

Don't you want to be resurrected and restored to the life and beauty you once had?

If you don't want your lover to get rid of that rotting body, can she give you warm hugs and kisses? ”

"I ...... Of course I want to! It's just that these are too precious to me, and I'm so afraid of getting them and losing them again. ”

Sylvanas, in a slightly trembling voice, spoke the truth that had been hidden in his heart.

Because in a way, that's her biggest weakness.

The Queen of Darkness knew that once either of herself and Nathanos were resurrected, the reborn would be desperate to resurrect the other, even at the cost of their lives and even their souls.

If someone takes advantage of it, then it is possible to resurrect one of them and "accidentally" die the other through a series of actions, and let the survivors continue to work for themselves.

Most importantly, Sylvanas never felt like he had any chips to trade with Zuosi.

This grossly unequal relationship made her feel very uneasy.

"Hehe, you're as funny as my father described, and I like your independent and self-reliant personality.

But you see, it's not a deal at all, it's more of a gift.

You have certain traits that your father was interested in, so he chose you.

What you have to do is not to meditate on what you have to give, you just need to accept it calmly.

After all, you've become the undead you are now, so what is there to lose? ”

With that, Zariel delicately stepped forward, gently picked up the dark queen's cold face, which had been severely eroded by death and shadow energy, and suddenly unleashed the suffocating power of the Great Devil without warning.

The impact directly on the soul suddenly caused Sylvanas's spirit to fluctuate violently, not only did Sylvanas's whole body begin to release a thick black mist, but at the same time, he could vaguely see the tentacle-like spiritual power wriggling in the mist.

Undoubtedly, this was her true form as an undead banshee.

It is only in a real critical moment, or when the body is out of control, that Sylvanas appears like this.

Fortunately, Zariel didn't continue to push the other party, but showed his strength before letting go of his hand, allowing Sylvanas to fall to the ground in horror.

The latter finally realized in this brief gaze that if the famous apophobic angel in front of him wanted to destroy his soul, he didn't even need to do it himself, he could easily do it with a single thought.

Even Zariel can do this, so how powerful should the Left Thought, who created her, be?

Sylvanas' mental defenses collapsed at this moment, and the desire to be resurrected became even stronger.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't know that the "good daughter" Zariel had done him a great favor, and he was now standing only a line away from the front line of the bloody battle.

No matter how fierce and fierce the fighting was there, the devil and the demons would not cross the invisible line and burn the flames of war into this empty area.

The reason is very simple!

Here stand the three sealed Eldrazi Titans: Imoku, Uramo, and Kokire.

Having seen their terrifying destructive power, and the terrifying sight of no grass growing in the places they passed, even the celestial creatures of the upper planes who had sent troops to protect this place from intrusion had built a long way in the realm where they were stationed.

Even the gods who were high up did not dare to approach it easily.

But Zuo Si is obviously an exception.

When he appeared, neither the Otherworldly Divine Servant nor the Blazing Sky Divine Servant had the slightest intention of stopping him, but just stood at a distance and stared with wary eyes.

They obviously knew very well that if Zuo Thought wanted to open the seal, he would not have the slightest way to do it, let alone stop it.

After all, until now, no one has been able to crack those huge hedrons floating in the sky.

Seeing that these angels were so "well-behaved and sensible", Zuo Si did not embarrass the other party, and directly came to the top of the head of Imoku, who was like a huge devil for a moment, and manipulated those spars to open the seal a little crack.

Moment!

The powerful void life that condensed the concept of "self" in the consciousness of the only beehive reappeared in the spiritual world.

Only this time, it used the image of a fiery god of unknown gender, and asked bluntly, "Do you want to sign a contract with us in exchange for the knowledge and power of the Dark Void?" ”

"Yes, I figured it out. But there is a premise, and that is that what can be eaten, what cannot be eaten, and how much to eat must be controlled by me. ”

Zuo Si put forward the quid pro quo very solemnly.

He clearly knew what he was trading with, and he also knew the dangers involved.

But the problem is that if you don't do this, it will be impossible to catch up with Nicol Bolas and Spirit Dragon Ugin in a short period of time.

Especially the understanding of the Dark Void is too little.

"You should know that this is not possible.

Because I'm the only Eldrazi Titan with ego and reason.

Uramo and Kokire are still acting based on primitive instinct and hive group consciousness.

They don't know how to restrain their thirst for energy at all, and they will only frantically devour everything around them to strengthen themselves.

Even I can't control and stop it. ”

As he said this, a very strange and distorted expression appeared on the face of Imoku's Blazing Divine Servant, as if he was laughing at Zuo Si's incompetence.

But Zuo Si obviously expected this result a long time ago, and explained quietly: "Then I will sign a contract with you alone." As for Uramo and Kokire, I will only wake them up when I need them. ”

"Oh? You want to separate the three of us? ”

There was a hint of surprise in Imoku's tone.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right." I hate to have too many uncontrollable factors in trading. Since you're the only Eldrazi Titan with self-awareness and rationality, you're the only one. After all, I can't expect them to follow their instincts, right? ”

"Hehe, your words remind me of Ugin back then. You are all the same conceited, you all think you are special, and you can rise above everything with your brilliant minds. ”

There was a hint of mockery in Imrakul's eyes.

"Ugin did the same back then?"

Zuo Si was visibly taken aback, but only a second or two later showed a thoughtful expression.