Today, most of East Wild's hands have fallen into the hands of the Scourge Legion, and only the Chapel of the Wish of Light, the Cowling Junction, and the Hand of Tyre are still stubbornly held in the hands of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

At the suggestion of Sarjan, Kel'thugad deliberately built the portal to summon Akmund near Talon County, the ancestral domain of the Garissus family.

After Arthas's brutal massacre, the Lordaeronian nobles, including the Garissus family, and their army were ambushed by the Scourge Legion, which completely solved the worries of infighting.

However, it will take some time to complete the transformation of these tens of thousands of troops, which is why Nao Zu chose to ask for support from the Burning Legion, because he knew that he would definitely not be able to catch up with the main force of the alliance to come back.

In this case, it is better to take advantage of the opportunity of the demon army charging in front of you, let the Scourge Legion hide behind and make a fortune, and accumulate the confidence to turn against the Burning Legion as soon as possible.

Sareen was not interested in Naozu's calculations, and in his opinion, this fool without self-knowledge was already a corpse that could still speak.

In March of the 16th year of the Dark Gate, under the close attention of the scouts of the alliance countries, Kel'thugad, who was holding the Book of Medivan, finally officially activated the huge legion portal.

Even the floating city of Dalaran, suspended above the shores of Lake Lordamire, could see the soaring green light of evil energy.

"Boom!"

The spatial shock of the essence made the hearts of everyone in the Eastern Kingdom skip a beat.

A huge blue-skinned demon that seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and earth walked out of the portal with its head held high.

"Ah~Azeroth."

Akmund, who was wearing golden armor, looked around with a playful look on his face: "After 10,000 years, we have finally returned to this familiar world. ”

"This time......" Akmund's hand ignited with a flame of evil energy, "We will not repeat the mistakes of 10,000 years ago, the flames of the Legion will surely cleanse this planet that has been deeply corrupted by the power of the Void!" ”

"Buzz!"

As Akmund unabashedly spread his powerful power, the extraordinary powerhouses in Northrend and Kalimdor all received this invitation to fight.

……

"Heh~"

In the depths of the sea, in the Eternal Palace, Azhara looked up at the dark waters above the palace, a smile of unknown meaning on her lips.

"Is that brainless reckless man here again? I didn't expect him to take the lead this time, I thought it would be Kilgardan. ”

Compared to Azhara, who had a relaxed expression, Vasqui, who was still serving Azhara, looked like a great enemy.

"Your Majesty, is there any difference between the two? In my opinion, if you don't take action yourself, no matter who comes, Azeroth will be very difficult to defeat them, right? ”

"Hmph~" Ishsara's meaningful chuckle, "Don't underestimate the children of the new generation." ”

"Without the constant supply of energy from the Well of Eternity, the Burning Legion would not be able to call for reinforcements with impunity."

"If Akmund still only knows about the sudden advance of pigs as in the past, he is afraid that he will suffer a big loss this time, maybe ......"

……

Northrend, Keel Wilderness.

Alekstasa, Malygos, Yonsella, Nozdom, and Sinestra gathered in the conference hall on the top floor of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep.

The Red Dragon Queen whispered with a solemn expression: "Sure enough, it's still here." ”

"Tsk!" Malygos brushed her blue hair with arcane light with some annoyance: "If it weren't for the boy from Saren who put us on hold for the time being, I'd really like to see if the polluters are really as difficult to deal with as you say." ”

For some objective reasons, Malygos did not fight Akmund in the War of the Ancients, and the weaver, who was very confident in his own strength, wanted to see with his own eyes how many pounds and taels Akmund had who could defeat the strongest demigod Malloyn.

"Don't be impulsive."

Yin Sera pressed Malygos on the shoulder and persuaded him, "According to Sarren's plan, we must make sure that we can kill Akmund with one blow, and we must not startle the snake until then. ”

"I know!"

Malygos gave Yonsela an angry look: "In your eyes, am I such a person who cares about the overall situation?" ”

The corners of Nozdorm's mouth, who had just returned, were slightly hooked: "That's hard to say, after all, your illness is not over yet." ”

"Huh?!" Malygos turned his head to glare at the Yin Yang Bronze Dragon King with an unhappy expression: "How can you be better than me?" Play yourself to the schizophrenic time dragon king! ”

"That's it!"

Alekstasa reluctantly stopped the two of them: "Now is not the time for gags, you all go back and be ready to attack at any time." ”

Before leaving the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, Yonsela glanced back in the direction of the Kalimdor continent and sighed softly, "For the sake of the overall situation of Azeroth...... I'm afraid I'm sorry for our old friend this time. ”

Sinestella pursed her lips disdainfully: "This is a necessary sacrifice, the Night Elves have enjoyed the benefits that should not belong to mortals for a whole ten thousand years, everything has gains and losses, it's time for them to make some contribution to the protection of the world." ”

"Don't be soft-hearted at this juncture, Yinsera, in case the plan goes awry...... No one can afford the consequences. ”

Yin Sera nodded with a heavy expression, "I know the priorities, I only hope that Tyrande and the others can quickly adjust their mentality after the war and reintegrate into the ever-changing mortal world with a new mental outlook." ”

……

In Mount Hyjal, Tortol, a turtle demigod who was sleeping in the lake, suddenly woke up.

While quickly floating on the surface of the lake, Tortora said to himself with a serious expression: "Godring, do you feel it? ”

"Humph!"

A spatial rift suddenly appeared on the edge of the lake, as if it had been torn apart by sharp claws, and a giant wolf with shiny fur gracefully walked out of the door.

"Of course, that foul-smelling evil smell can be smelled from a long distance."

Just as the two demigods were silently looking into the endless sea, a voice familiar to both of them sounded from the mountains and forests as the plants around the lake bloomed abnormally.

"Long time no see, old friends."

Godring grinned and replied dismissively, "Yes, we don't survive the battle of the Ancients unscathed like you. ”

"Cenarius, this time there is no Malloy to protect you, are you ready to die for Azeroth?"

"Of course."

Senarius, the demigod of the forest, replied without hesitation: "I will never skimp on my life if necessary. ”

"Humph! Finally, you're still a little responsible. ”

Godlin snorted lightly: "Don't worry, with Tortora in front, you just need to assist us as always." ”

"As long as Tortora and I are alive, it won't be so easy for Akmund to hurt you."

Cenarius knew Godring's temper and didn't take his yin and yang weirdness to heart.

"World Tree Nordasir ......"

Looking up at the giant tree on the top of Mount Hyjal, Cenarius sighed softly.

"Everything in the world has its own destiny, and Nodashir has guarded the Night Elves for 10,000 years, and now, its mission may also come to an end."

……

Unlike the extraordinary powerhouses who already knew the outline of the Sarian Plan.

Although the Night Elves led by Malfurion had known that the Burning Legion was about to return to Azeroth, they really didn't expect Akmund to break through the planetary barrier so soon and come in person.

At this time, a fierce quarrel was taking place in the council hall of Andarius, the capital of the Dark Night Republic.

"I disagree!"

Mavi Shadowsong, who had just returned from the Eastern Kingdom, slapped the table angrily: "Tyrande! You know better than anyone how dangerous that is, so why would you make such a stupid suggestion?! ”

As a high-ranking priestess under the throne of the moon god Elune, Tyrande had a bad relationship with her rival Mavi since 10,000 years ago, and she yelled back in the face of Mavi's angry questioning.

"Yin Lidan Fury is also a hero who participated in the Battle of the Ancients! And he knows the Burning Legion better than any of us. ”

"Now that the Burning Legion is back under the leadership of Akmund, I don't think the Polluters will spare the Night Elves who defeated him in the first place, we need his experience and combat power more than ever!"

As the two high-ranking women of the Night Council spat at each other, Garrod could only smile wryly and hide to the sidelines, looking at Malfurion, who could finally make up his mind.

"What do you think? Should we release Yin Lidan at this time? ”

"Hey~"

Malfurion rubbed his eyebrows with a wry smile: "From a selfish point of view, of course I want to release him, and Tyrande's consideration does make some sense, but ......"

Garrod patted Malfurion's shoulder with a tangled expression in understanding: "Are you worried that he will lose his balance of mind and resent his own race after being imprisoned for 10,000 years?" ”

Malfurion nodded worriedly: "I know Yin Lidan, he is originally a very delicate person. ”

"These 10,000 years of captivity will definitely leave something in his heart, and I'm not sure if releasing him is the right decision."

"Hmm......" Garrod thoughtfully stretched out two fingers and pointed at Tyrande and Mavi, who were still arguing: "One vote for, one vote against." ”

Then he pointed his finger at himself and Malfurion: "One abstention, one vote pending, so why don't we leave the decision to the last councilor?" ”

Malfurion raised his eyebrows slightly: "Vandal? That's right, something so big has happened, and it's time to call him back from Northrend. ”

While starting to contact Vandal Deer Helm in the Sauracha Basin through the Emerald Dream, Malfurion casually asked, "Garrod, how do you think Vandal will choose?" ”

Garrod shrugged his shoulders and analyzed: "Vandal is a typical pragmatist, and he and Yin Lidan have no grudges, I guess...... He would have voted yes. ”