The war in the Dreadscar Rift went smoothly. Although the Fel Hammer had a slight accident when it landed, it did not affect the efficiency of the demon hunters in killing demons.
Especially after these swift and wind-like hunters are paired with warlocks, through the demon gates built by the warlocks, the demon hunters can travel back and forth across the battlefield at super fast speeds, which makes their war of division and massacre proceed.
more enjoyable.
In just 3 hours, the demons on the main battlefield of Dreadscar Rift were defeated. They fled in all directions, while the demon hunters and dark reapers were in hot pursuit.
According to the reports of Illidan's captains, this pursuit will end in a few hours. It is worth mentioning that the agent of the Dreadscar Rift personally designated by the eredar twins, the witch of destruction Agatha, met
The situation was not good, especially after the abyss lord Jagnos was brutally killed by Illidan. This cunning demon lady wasted little time and sent a messenger to express her willingness to surrender to the Illidari Legion.
Of course, even if Illidan was thinking on his heels, he knew that this demon of destruction must be pretending to surrender and would definitely rebel in the future, but he didn't care.
Demon hunters have been dealing with demons for a long time. The Illidari Legion has a complete set of means to manage these demon traitors. What's more, Illidan does not need to destroy the loyalty of Demon Agatha, he only needs to destroy the demon.
The knowledge and intelligence in the witch's mind is enough.
But before meeting the surrendered Witch of Destruction, Illidan and Kel'Thuzad first welcomed a special guest.
"That's it, boss."
The necromancer Ubeka, who had changed into a new hat and a new belt, had two more rings on his fingers, and a pair of strange shackles hanging around his waist, stood in front of Kel'Thuzad and Illidan, pointing at the fearful person in front of him.
Caridus, the Insect Whisperer, introduced the two bosses:
"This is Kalidus. Without it, our operation to destroy the Dreadscar Rift communication device would not be so smooth. Moreover, Kalidus also found for us the treasure house of Abyss Lord Jagnos, which has been occupied by us.
The people are guarding it and are waiting for people to come and receive it. Kalidus was once a servant of the abyss lord Jagnos here, and it knows many secrets about the abyss lord."
"A Worm Whisperer"
Illidan is sitting on the rock, wiping his war blade. His upper body is naked, and the shining dark green hunting magic patterns on his body are lingering with a powerful aura. This demon slayer is simply like a humanoid weapon.
The deadly aura exuded by the sword made the already timid Insect Whisperer's feet tremble. It did not dare to raise its head to look at Illidan, as if it was afraid of its natural enemy.
"Such little devils are not very loyal, but they do possess a lot of useful knowledge and are valuable prisoners."
Illidan said calmly:
"Can I trust you, Worm Whisperer?"
This question startled Kalidus. The Insect Whisperer instinctively wanted to turn around and run away, but Ubeka held him firmly in place. Seeing that he could not escape, Kalidus could only freeze.
He nodded and said in a weak voice:
"Yes, powerful lord, you can trust me"
"very good!"
Illidan nodded. He did not mince words, but asked directly:
"I heard that there are many trophies belonging to the demons stored in the Dreadscar Rift. Among them is a war blade called the Hand of the Fearless. It is an Aldrachi war blade. Where is it?"
"Well."
Illidan's question made the Worm Whisperer hesitate for a moment. It seemed that it didn't know whether to answer the question, but the great warlock Kel'Thuzad sitting next to Illidan said slowly:
"Your name is Kalidus, right? It's a really good name for a demon. But you see, Kalidus, we are here to kill demons. We all hate demons. Logically speaking, you
You should also be killed, but because you have made contributions and you have proven yourself, we treat you as one of ours."
"But you have to know that there are actually many ways to get certain information from a living soul. You are a demon, and I am a warlock. We both know how painful those methods are, so I hope you don't have any worries.
, tell us honestly what we want to know, if you don't cooperate, then the problem may become more difficult."
The great warlock stretched out his finger and waved it in front of Kalidus' eyes. The black eyes shining with evil energy were like two deep whirlpools, absorbing all the light and making the insect whisperer's soul tremble.
Facing the obscure threat from the Great Warlock, the Worm Whisperer swallowed, glanced at Illidan, and whispered:
"The Hand of the Fearless was indeed stored here for a period of time. It was one of the treasures that the great demon Kil'jaeden valued most, and was personally guarded by his most trusted eredar twins. However, after the twins left, the war blade also
Then he was sent away, and this is all I know."
Seeing the murderous aura on Illidan getting stronger and stronger, Kalidus hurriedly shouted:
"But I know that there is someone who definitely knows the whereabouts of that war blade!"
"Agatha! That witch of destruction is the Twins' most trusted confidant, and she personally escorted the war blade away. Her departure gave Jagnos the opportunity to rebel. That's all I know! I only know this
Too much!"
"Um."
This news made Illidan's anger subside slightly. Agatha had surrendered to the Illidari. If the Witch of Destruction really knew the whereabouts of the Hand of the Fearless, then her life would still have some value.
Seeing that Illidan's problem was solved, the great warlock turned his attention to Kalidus again. Kel'Thuzad glanced at the dazzling "new equipment" on the undead warlock Ubeka, and he coughed lightly.
He made a sound, wiped the warlock robe on himself with a hint of melancholy, and whispered:
"Hey, my clothes are a bit old."
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressionless Ubeka kicked Kalidus hard. The insect whisperer held a pair of boots with magic light and a pair of slightly weird cloth linings with a painful look on his face.
shoulder, and handed it to the great warlock respectfully. The insect whisperer said in a flattering voice:
"This is the treasure I found in Jagnos's treasure house. Sir, please take this as my "ticket" to join the Black Scythe Council."
"Please accept it."
"Um"
The great warlock stretched out his fingers and touched the mantle. After a few seconds, he patted the insect whisperer on the shoulder with great satisfaction and said:
"Yes, yes, you are very sensible. Ubeka, you go ahead. I want to talk to Kalidus about some issues about the Dreadscar Rift. By the way, help me bring a message to a few other people. Kalidus
It is already a formal member of the Black Scythe Council, and its private property enjoys the protection of the Warlock Law, and I will not allow them to bully it!"
"If they have any objections, let them come directly to me!"
"As you command, my lord!"
A few minutes later, Ubeka, who looked proud, was blocked in the corner of the ridge by three warlocks with gloomy faces. The werewolf warlock Xin Ning looked at Ubeka, and he said with malice:
"Hey, the hat is nice."
"The belt is also good."
Kanrezad snorted, and the high elf warlock Sinfer did not hide the jealousy and anger in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to grab the fiery red shackles hanging around Ubeka's waist. She screamed:
"This is a gift from Caridus! You shameless thief, give it back!"
"Pa"
Xinfeier's hand was slapped away by Ubeka. The necromancer looked at the three people around her with a provocative face. She stretched out her finger and tapped the air in front of them mercilessly. She shouted loudly:
"You sent me in to die! I deserve this! Bastard!"
"Don't forget, you all owe me once! And now, the favor you owe me has been paid off."
As she spoke, the undead warlock whistled proudly. She touched the slightly evil and weird warlock conical hat on top of her head, and then patted the new belt dotted with three painfully wailing soul faces.
Dust, which did not exist, then used his left hand with two rings to push away the werewolf Xin Ning who was blocking the way, and walked out without looking back.
"Oh, by the way! I forgot to tell you."
"My contracted demon Kalidus has already paid the "protection fee" to the boss. If you dare to blackmail it, then I won't be talking to you. Haha, evil people will be punished, right?"
"Oh, you're talking about that thing."
Later that day, Agatha, the witch of destruction who surrendered to Illidari, met Illidan. The demon hunter lord did not hide his urgent needs, and after hearing his question about the "Hand of the Fearless", this figure
The tall, slender and extremely charming Destruction Witch said carelessly:
"I did send it out. It should be in Niscala, another legion stronghold a little distance from here. It is also one of the areas where the Deceiver stores treasures. If you are lucky enough, the thing should still be there now.
."
"Niscala?"
Hearing Agatha's answer, the great warlock snapped his fingers. The dwarf warlock standing behind him immediately spread out the star map. A few minutes later, Wilfred lowered his voice and said to the great warlock:
"We have the coordinates there! But that place is very close to Xornos. It is said that it is one of the new home planets of the Dread Lords, and it is very dangerous."
"That's right! The dwarf is right."
The six arms of the Destruction Witch waved in the air, and a strange smile appeared on her veiled face:
"It is precisely because it is close to Xonos that the Deceiver pays so much attention to Niskala. The extinguished world is not only a place to store supplies, it is also an outpost for the Deceiver to monitor the demons of Nasrezim.
It’s different from the backcountry like Dreadscar Rift. I admit that your demon hunters and warlocks are very powerful, but if that’s all you have, you won’t be able to break through Niscala’s evil defense line.”
"This is an issue we need to consider, not yours."
The great warlock Kel'Thuzad looked at the Witch of Destruction in front of him. This high-level demon is the best at frontal combat among the advanced forms of the succubus. The Witch of Destruction has six arms. When they charge at the enemy
, they are as dangerous as a moving storm of blades, and they also possess the succubus's concealment and mind-charming spells. Their brains are very useful, their fighting power is pretty good, and their personalities are as wild as succubi's.
Therefore, in the Burning Legion, the Witch of Destruction is the perfect "lieutenant" candidate for the senior demon commanders.
"Tell us about the Hand of the Fearless and the information about Niscala."
Illidan asked in a low voice. The Witch of Destruction glanced at the demon hunter with some fear. She took a step back and then said:
"The Hand of the Fearless is a very strange weapon. I once heard that Kil'jaeden distributed thousands of war blades from the Aldaki to some high-level demons. Those are all blades infected by evil energy.
But only the hands of the fearless cannot be corroded by evil energy. Even if tens of thousands of years have passed, the heavy war blade is still as sharp as when it was robbed."
"There is a crazy soul residing in that weapon. Every demon who tries to control it will die violently. Even the Deceiver has no way to do it. He can only store the war blade in the treasure house, waiting for a partner.
Its soul appears, but until now, the hand of the Fearless One still does not have a second owner."
Speaking of which, Agatha glanced at Illidan and said boldly:
"You also tried to find it, you also tried to control it, but there are many demons more powerful than you who have failed. Why do you think you can succeed? Have you ever thought that all your efforts may actually be just
Pushing you into a bad doomsday?"
"Put away your little tricks!"
Kel'Thuzad snorted coldly. He looked at the Destruction Witch in front of him with disdain and said:
"This "friend" of mine has a will as strong as steel that cannot be shaken by your weak words. You only need to tell us about Niscala's defense line and its relationship with Xonos. I advise you to be kind."
, Witch, your life doesn’t belong to you yet.”
Ten minutes later, Kel'Thuzad looked at the Niskara defense map drawn by Agatha. He frowned, tapped his finger on the map, and then turned back to Illidan and said:
"Sure enough, we can't handle it."
"We need to bring more people over. This is a tough battle. Let those death knights come over. They are the professionals."
