Azeroth’s Death Track

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From Marton to Argus, this is a path of stars. The distance between the two parties is unimaginable. However, the demons have conquered most of the stars. In their ruin territory, there are portals that connect various worlds. It is easy to send the demons from the end of the stars to the other end of the stars.

It was a few days after Marton was humiliated by the feared demon Tick Dios and returned to Argus, its Nasrezim Legion remained in Marton, although Archimonde was arrogant It is said that they do not need their help, but every invasion of the Legion requires Nasrezim to dive into the target world in advance to collect information and prepare to respond. This is already a common practice.

"Yo, Miss Hasabel, you are as elegant and noble as ever."

At the moment when he stepped out of the portal, the dreadlord withdrew his resentment on his face, and he politely bowed to the portal manager in front of him, a tall, half-devilized Eredar woman Warlock, between her bright red arms waving, the portal to countless worlds opened or closed. In this teleport hall of Antorus. Burning Throne, everything looks orderly.

Faced with the compliment of Tikdios, the portal guardian Ms. Hasabel's face was calm, she turned around, staring at Nasrezm with her eyes burning with a dark green flame. After a while, perhaps the fear demon has always been Since the obedience has satisfied her, or she is in a good mood today, in short, when Tikdios left the hall, Ereda Warlock Hasabel suddenly said:

"Be careful, Tikdios, Kil'jaeden has been in a bad mood recently..."

This reminder stopped the fear demon's progress. It turned around, looked at Hasabel, and asked in a low voice:

"Oh? So, what makes the fraudster feel bad?"

Hasabel did not answer immediately. The dreadlord narrowed his eyes. At the next moment, a soul stone shining with purple light was handed to the portal guardian. The dreadlord whispered:

"This is the spoils of my last battle with the Legion of Light. It contains a very fun soul...and if you are tired of playing, it will also be very delicious."

The tall Eredar Warlock took the Soul Stone and put it in her ear. She heard the unwilling wailing and screaming of the soul. The quality of the soul seemed to satisfy her, so she put away the gift and looked around. Look, lowered the voice and said:

"Krokun appeared a flesh-and-blood monster, and it was related to the power of the void. In short, the disaster of the sky made Kil'jaeden feel tricky. You also know that our **** Lord Sargeras hates everything related to the void. There is, so the fraudster has been thinking about how to deal with that trouble recently. When meeting him, it is best not to mention the void..."

"Well, it sounds really bad."

Tikdios blinked. The information disappointed him and was useless, but it was also a good thing to get closer to the demon leader of Argus, so the fear demon thanked Hassell very decently. Then strode deep into the burning throne.

"Your faithful servants salute you, powerful fraudster."

The dreadlord quickly arrived on the platform where Kil'jaeden was, and unexpectedly, the great demon fraudster did not seem to have much trouble to respond. When Tikdios arrived, he was spared Looking at the "toy" in his hands with interest.

A soul!

A soul held in the palm of a fraudster, burned by the fire of evil energy, struggling repeatedly but unable to break away, looking at the gesture of the soul, the dreadlord narrowed his eyes. This creature has never seen it, but it seems It's a life called "orcs", Draenor... yes! Specialty of Draenor World!

"Come and see this, my faithful Tikdios!"

Kil'jaeden sat on his burning throne. He waved the soul in his hand, and the orc screamed again. He seemed terrified and pained.

"Orc! This is an orc. Ten thousand years ago, an orc warrior completed a feat that no one in the stars had ever done. The orc cut the supreme dark Titan Titans."

Kil'jaeden played with the soul in his hand, and the big devil's eyes shone with the name of conspiracy. He said softly:

"It was at that time that the Dark Titan noticed the orcs. This race has a considerable war potential. The most important thing is that their civilization is very young, lacking wisdom and easy to be tempted, especially in the loyal Targas belt. After returning to the news about my brother, Velen, I suddenly felt that fate is so magical..."

Tike Dios stayed quietly under the throne, without rushing to intervene, it was clear that the great demon was in a state of complacency at this time, and it did not need its echo at all, it just needed to listen to Kiel quietly The conspiracy that Cardan has already conceived is all that is needed.

"My brother who abandoned everything and fled the Xinghai, Velen... the lucky loved by the Holy Light, he is actually in the orc world!"

A little haze flashed in Kil'jaeden's eyes. He chuckled a few times and said:

"So I went to that world quietly, and I watched my brother naively want to get along with the orcs, how could this be? The betrayer must be betrayed the same, he must feel what I suffered when he betrayed me That pain!"

"But it's a pity... The plan to upset Azeroth with orcs failed. An unexpected factor, Gul'dan, a humble abominable ant, he stole my victory and made Akimon De’s idiot has the upper hand, but it’s okay... It’s okay, the temporary failure is nothing. In Gul'dan’s encounter, I saw another thing!"

The burning wings behind the fraudster spread out at this moment, as if stretching the muscles and muscles, and they quickly closed together. He stood up, walked to the dreadlord, and tucked his soul into Tikdios.

"Do you know what I saw when Gul'dan died?"

The dreadlord shook his head, and Kil'jaeden whispered:

"I saw a force that has been neglected by us, that is the force that exists around us. When the demons destroyed countless worlds, the cold, dead bodies were thrown randomly in the ruins of the world. That's wrong, my servant Tikdios, it's a waste!"

"The death knight who killed Gul'dan personally, I saw another possibility from him! It is a force that is not weaker than the demons. The most important thing is that it can be held in our hands! "

"death?"

Tick ​​Dios tasted the word. After a moment, it looked up at the big devil: "It sounds strange, my master, the Burning Legion does not lack soldiers..."

"No, you are wrong!"

Kil'jaeden looked at his subordinates and he said in a deep voice:

"You and my common master, the gods of the Burning Legion, the powerful Lord Sargeras needs soldiers! In the eternal war against the void, it needs every power that can be used, on the front line of our battle with the void, In the world where there is the power of the void...Think of that scene, the demons and the servants of the void are fighting frantically. The demons will not be killed outside the twisted void, but our front is still suppressed by the void. Defeated!"

"Archimonde was confused by power. He was bound by his past failures. He always thought that it would be perfect to have taken Azeroth, but is this really the case?"

Kil'jaeden snorted coldly:

"He was wrong! Azeroth is really important, but the power of the void that permeates the stars is the army's biggest enemy. Whoever can help Lord Sargeras to defeat the void, who will get his supreme award, in his Really occupy a high position in the created new world...even, even be given the same spirit as him!"

Tikdios's body trembled, and the clever dreadlord seemed to understand the meaning of Kil'jaeden, who reached out and patted the dreadlord's shoulder, lowering the voice to the opportunity.

"This soul is what we can find. The guy who knows the death knight and the power of death best. He begged me for mercy in the fire and was willing to serve us. He took him to Azeroth, Tikdios, let him We form an army of undead belonging to the Burning Legion... that world destined to perish will become the testing ground for this new force... I will use the results of the army of undead in Azeroth to show Lord Sargeras, I, Kil'jaeden, I am his most trusted adjutant!"

"But how do you show the advantages of the undead?"

Tick ​​Dios looked at the orc soul in his hand and whispered: "If Archimonde destroyed that world, then our experiment would be meaningless."

"Stupid! Really stupid!"

Kil'jaeden glanced dissatisfiedly at his subordinates, he said in a deep voice:

"Think about it with your evil wisdom, why Lord Sargeras must destroy Azeroth, and even hesitate to launch an expedition across the stars? That world... the world that breeds the soul of the star is not pure! Understand? The power of the void has taken root in that world!"

"I understand!"

Tike Dios lit up, and said in a deep voice:

"Driving the undead to clear the void power of that world, even if Archimonde successfully destroyed the civilization of that world, the final victory, the most valuable victory, still belongs to us!"

"Void is the army's biggest enemy..."

The dreadlord recited this sentence, and it nodded toward Kil'jaeden:

"Relax, my lord, I know what to do!"

"Well, then go."

The fraudster waved his hand:

"Of course you still serve Archimonde's attack in name. Don't let him discover our purpose...Oh, with his full muscles, I can't find it!"

Tick ​​Dios quickly left the Burning Throne, Kil'jaeden found a way to please Sargeras, the fraudster seemed very happy, and the anger mocked by Archimonde also disappeared, but when he returned to the platform At that moment, I received a report from Admiral Ervest, Ervesta.

This frigate admiral led by the admiral who has lived from the time of peace in Argus to the present has no way to destroy the flesh-and-blood monster entrenched in Krokun. Suffering from headaches.

The Wings of Death smashed on the land of Krokun after being tortured by a long void storm, it was already very weak. At the beginning, no one took it seriously, but the attack that followed immediately caused it There is a big trouble, no matter how many times the demons shred the body of the flesh and blood creature, it will recover again in a very short time, and every time it dies, it will make its reason more thin.

"Wings of death? What a strange name is this... It looks like a dragon from Azeroth, but how can a weak dragon become such a difficult monster?"

Kil'jaeden crossed his fingers and sat on his throne. He narrowed his eyes and thought about the problems in his mind.

"Azeroth... How many secrets are still hidden in your weird world? But the Titans who protect you have already been captured by the master. How long can you persist in the offensive of the legion ?"

"Oh, there is only destruction...the endless time flows slowly, everything will die, even the death itself... will die!"

Compared with Archimonde, the fraudster does not like to fight head-on. He is more accustomed to solving problems with cunning intelligence, but the flesh-and-blood monster that has fallen from the sky has completely lost its mind after being shredded many times. There is no way to communicate, and it is hidden deep in the world of Argus. The infiltration power of the void is strengthening the monster's power a little bit. If it continues to drag on, things will only get worse.

"boom"

The big devil finally made a decision. He punched his arm on the throne of the throne with a fierce flash in his eyes. Eredar Warlock standing outside the throne quickly passed the fraudster's order to every place in the entire fortress corner:

"Let the witch accelerate the progress of corroding the soul of the Titan! Let Jingaloth shape the body of the Titan as quickly as possible!"

"The Dark Pantheon that the master is expecting, as long as the Dark Titan Aggram recovers, or the fallen Star Soul Agus wakes up, no matter how hard this flesh-and-blood monster is... also dead!"

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