A plan that has been carefully thought out falls into the hands of a group of warriors with superb execution ability. It only takes a short time for it to become a real reality. No matter how crazy or evil the plan is, it will be destroyed a little bit.
A little bit of realization.
Two days later, the repair of the Fel Hammer was barely completed. The damage caused by the two crashes of the spacecraft had been remedied, but this was only an external restoration. Repairing the spacecraft's void engine was a long-term and time-consuming task.
This matter, even with the participation of enough Gangerge demon craftsmen, cannot be completed in just a few days.
Fortunately, the various plans of the Dark Alliance do not necessarily require the Fel Hammer's void engine to be fully operational. In the early wars, this ship served as a "troop ship" and a carrier for traveling through the star gates.
Function, these warriors from Azeroth don't even need the ship's weapon system to be intact, because they have no intention of fighting a star war with the demons.
The artillery battle between starships is not something that the natives of Azeroth can handle. For them, even if they have enough starships, it will definitely turn into an interstellar gang war.
So don't worry so much and just have fun fighting the land war with the demons.
"Click"
With a soft sound, the last metal can filled with strange dark green liquid was stuffed into the weapon projection port on the bottom deck of the spacecraft. In the past two days, the demon craftsmen made slight modifications to these projection ports.
These metal cans were forcibly fixed to the weapon base with silly-looking black and thick metal parts, and two suspension systems were added here to prevent the huge pressure from crushing these dangerous cans when the spacecraft passed through the portal.
Thassarian and Koltira led two teams of death knights to guard the entrance to the lower deck of the spacecraft. No living person was allowed to enter here before arriving at Niscala.
As for these two old knights of the Order, everyone knows how powerful the plagues concocted by them are.
According to the parameters of the Dark Blade Legion's standard plague weapon, the death toxin and psychic potion mixed in the dark green liquid generally account for about 20% of the total liquid. This content is enough to ensure that after the plague spreads, everyone will be killed.
life and resurrect it into a walking corpse, but that is the standard of life in Azeroth.
Now they have to face the devil. The devil's various physical qualities are stronger than the life of Azeroth. Therefore, when the death knights and lich prepared the plague, they increased the content of the lethal toxin to 45%, and
The content of the psychic potion was increased to 20%, and based on the "professional advice" of the warlocks, they also added a lot of weird stuff to the liquid, turning it into a mixed soup of various toxins.
There is nothing that can be done about this. Demons generally have strong resistance to fire and toxins. Without a little bit of hard work, there is really no way to break through their insane immune systems.
After the final product appeared and the demon prisoners of the Dreadscar Rift were used for live experiments, Thassarian, who presided over the experiment, gave this enhanced version of the undead plague a terrible name "Demon Buster 3000"!
The reason why it is 3000 instead of 2000 is because there are more than 3000 substances harmful to life in this liquid.
It is no exaggeration to say that these terrible and fatal things are enough to poison the dead again!
"I said, if we move this thing back to Azeroth"
The high elf death knight who was inspecting the warehouse, carrying a heavy sniper rifle and a black gas mask, said to his good friend:
"This barrel of plague is enough to destroy a city. The power of this thing is really insane."
"Shut up!"
Thassarian, who is also wearing a gas mask, can still recall the scene he saw yesterday. The miserable appearance of those infected demon prisoners after their transformation made even the unsympathetic Death Knight feel a fit of panic.
Cold, he waved his hand in a somewhat off-putting manner and said angrily:
"You dare to bring this thing back to Azeroth. I dare say that the moment you step out of the portal, you will be hacked to death by Tyrion who comes in person. That guy will not allow this thing to appear in our hometown.
."
"That's what I'm worried about."
Koltira brushed his long, smooth gray-white hair and said to Thassarian:
"I can't trust those warlocks. There's something wrong with their minds. Have the parameters and design drawings of the plague been destroyed?"
"don’t worry!"
Thassarian nodded and said to his brother:
"The whole process was prepared by our people. They just made some suggestions. It's better to keep this kind of dangerous thing in our hands, but you don't need to worry too much. There is no special frequency of death energy catalysis. Count them.
Even if I get the blueprint, I can’t make such a plague.”
"Dip, drip, drip"
While the two were talking, the white flashing light on the wall of the warehouse suddenly changed to green, flashed continuously, and issued a beep warning sound, indicating that the spacecraft was about to retract its landing gear and enter a floating state.
Thassarian and Koltira quickly walked to a row of seats next to the wall and fixed their bodies with metal safety belts. The demons' spaceships did not pay attention to the comfort of the crew. They were durable and durable.
, there will also be violent and terrifying vibrations. If not fixed, these death knights will be thrown against the wall the moment the spacecraft takes off.
"I heard that the set of evil star gates created by the warlocks has a one-third chance of failure."
Thassarian was a little nervous. He subconsciously grabbed the armrest and said:
"Maybe the next moment, we will be thrown into the sun and burned to ashes."
This gesture made Koltira sitting next to him a little funny. The high elf whispered:
"What? Are you scared?"
As he spoke, he put his left hand on Thassarian's right hand. He looked at his brother and said in a gentle tone:
"Don't be afraid, no matter what it is, we will face it together."
"Well"
This very gay statement made the human death knight twist his body uneasily, but he did not throw away Koltira's hand. After a few seconds, as the spaceship rumbled into the sky, under the strong
, the vibration that penetrated his soul, Thassarian subconsciously held Koltira's hand tightly, and he whispered unhappily:
"It would be great if you were a woman"
Koltira shrugged, and the big-hearted high elf death knight responded:
"But what if I'm a man? Do you like me? You have to know that in the culture of high elves, we don't actually reject spiritual love between same-sex people."
"Shut up! Bastard!"
"Shua"
During the daily quarrel between the two, a green light radiated through the entire spacecraft. In the light curtain filled with rolling evil energy, the spacecraft filled with dark warriors and dangerous plagues seemed to be thrown into the raging waves of the sea and tumbling.
In the meantime, he quickly disappeared within the light curtain of the evil star gate.
Niscala, a broken world.
The environment here is almost exactly the same as the Dreadscar Rift, but its area is much larger than the Dreadscar Rift, like a mountain range suspended among the lonely stars.
This broken world has more demons in the Dreadscar Rift, and the difference between it and the Dreadscar Rift is that the star sector where it is located has a rare green sun.
It was a sun that was seriously polluted by evil energy. Logically speaking, after being eroded by such a huge amount of evil energy, this sun should gradually extinguish, but it did not. After a series of unknown transformations, this very sun
The young sun has become what it is now, and miraculously has stabilized, continuing to radiate its own light and heat.
Of course, such sunlight itself contains terrifying evil energy radiation. Even if a normal person comes here, there will be signs of demonization within a few years.
Niscala is very close to one of the new home planets of the Nathrezim demons. The significance of its existence is that it is an outpost set up by the great demon Kil'jaeden to monitor the evil demon kings. There are a large number of demons here.
Keep up the pressure on the Dread Lord Ming.
Nathrezim demons are indeed powerful and cunning, but power often means small numbers, and their reproduction is also quite difficult, because the number of female fear devils is really too small.
From the birth of the Dread Lord Ming to the present, there seems to be a curse blessing this unique demon Ming. The number of women in this race has remained at about 10% of the total population, and the female Dread Lord can only give birth once in his life and never increases.
It does not decrease, which means that out of 10 Dread Lords, only one can successfully reproduce.
Therefore, in order to protect their own civilization from collapse, the ancestors of the Nathrezim set up shackles on their own bloodlines, so that the Dreadlords could not kill each other, and they could not even hurt each other.
Now the Nathrezim are scattered among the three home planets of the stars. This is also a helpless move. With the power of Niskara and Knossos, once the two sides turn against each other, it will be difficult for the planet to resist the pressure of the army of deceivers.
After Cassanatir disappeared, the first lord Tichondrius who took over surrendered to the fraudsters. A large part of the reason was due to the pressure of race survival.
From this point of view, the Dread Lords are actually quite miserable.
"Shua"
Today's Niscala is not a special day. The demons of this broken earth are busy and idle as usual. Except for some demons who specialize in maintaining the demon fleet of the star port, other bastards are just messing around. Anyway, the demons
Our lives are generally very long, and it is not a big problem to waste one or two days.
The business of some demon taverns in Niscala was also very good. In short, everything was quiet until a burst of green light flashed and a demon's main battleship suddenly appeared in the sky of Niscala.
"I stress it one last time!"
On the bridge of the Fel Hammer, the heavily armed Lord Kurtaz used a loudspeaker to shout to the warriors in the entire ship who were ready to go:
"The plagues that are about to be released are fatal to any life! But they will be quickly diluted to a concentration that life can bear in about 10 minutes after release, at any time! Don't take off the gas mask, protect it like you protect life!"
"Those who are stabbed by the demon immediately call for a battleship to be transported. The plague can be spread not only through breathing, but also through blood. Don't charge blindly!"
"The Death Knights of the Order will enter the battlefield in the first wave, opening the way to the depths of Niscala for you!"
"You are not allowed to act arbitrarily! You are not allowed to leave the planned war zone! You are not allowed to come into contact with any demons that are infected with death! You are not allowed to eat anything on this earth! Including magic crystals!"
"Finally! Remember!"
"If you are unfortunately infected, kill yourself as quickly as possible. The soul stone you carry with you will contain your soul. If anyone finds out that someone around you is infected, stab him immediately! Do you understand?"
The dwarf's broken voice echoed throughout the spacecraft, and the great warlock Kel'Thuzad, standing behind Kurtaz, put a mask on his face and complained to Illidan, who was also wearing a gas mask next to him:
"You really shouldn't let these dead people make a pre-war declaration. Look at what he said. It destroyed the morale of the soldiers!"
"But it's necessary!"
Illidan responded angrily, and then under Kurtaz's eyes, the human warlock Kanrisad and the undead warlock Ubeka stood in front of the console of the spacecraft, one on the left and the other on the right.
The key was inserted into the panel of the weapon projection system, and the two looked at each other. After the grand warlock's calm countdown ended, Ubeka nodded. The next moment, the two keys twisted outward at the same time.
"Kacha!"
On the lower deck of the spacecraft, Thassarian, who had just unbuckled his seatbelt, heard a crisp sound. He raised his head and looked at the weapon projection hole not far away. Those stupid, big, black and thick metal fixings collided with the gears.
Opens quickly, like a moving lever.
The metal cabin under the lower deck slowly opened outwards. The demons in Niscala were still looking at the strange spaceship with blank expressions, as well as the densely packed spaceship exposed below and fixed to the lower deck of the spacecraft.
Black metal jar.
On the surface of those jars, there are shocking green skull symbols painted on them, but unfortunately, this "dangerous object warning" symbol commonly used in Azeroth is not understood by the demons.
"Swish, swish, swish"
A few seconds later, as the Fel Hammer slowly accelerated in the air, the metal cans fixed with the fully opened weapon projection holes were thrown to the ground below one after another.
Pulled by artificial gravity, those black cans traced a parabola-like trajectory in the air. The demons in Niscala screamed in shock, and the first can hit the roof of a demon tavern hard.
The sturdiness of the devil's buildings is indeed very impressive. The metal can dropped from such a high altitude actually failed to break the roof of the tavern. However, after the can broke, the turbid dark green liquid splashed out like a smashed orange.
It was like juice, spurting out in all directions, as if it was giving the roof of the tavern a bath.
And those liquids began to vaporize the moment they came into contact with the air. Those weird, strange dark green mists were suspended in the air 3 meters above the ground, under the projection of cans one after another, below the Fel Hammer spacecraft.
The ground was quickly and completely covered by the dark green poisonous mist, and the shadowy figures of the demons could still be seen from high altitudes.
They were supposed to be terrifying creatures that represented destruction and death, but at this moment, seeing them struggling and begging for their lives in the poisonous fog, Lord Kurtaz, who was standing on the bridge, couldn't help but
He made a religious gesture on his chest. Don't forget, before he became a death knight, he was a paladin lord.
This scene was seen by the great warlock, and Kel'Thuzad smiled softly and said:
"What? Mr. Kurtaz, do demons also deserve mercy and salvation? You should know that demons are creatures that cannot cry."
"I'm not praying for them."
Kurtaz glanced at Kel'Thuzad and said:
"I am praying for us. Soldiers who fight monsters should always be vigilant so that they do not become monsters."
"And today, we have lost some of our little humanity."
The conversation between the two made Illidan, who had drawn his war blade, sneer. The demon hunter turned around and asked in a low voice: