Demon Star Marton, 1 hour before the start of Operation Leviathan.
"Buzz"
At the edge of this desolate broken world, in the gravel belt outside the main continent, on the back of a huge suspended stone, the blue luster of the star portal flashed away.
As a portal to the stars, it is more like an upgraded version of the teleportation technique within the world. On top of the original spatial coordinates, an additional dimensional coordinate is added. The calculation work and composition when opening the portal are extremely difficult.
Even with the relatively complete information provided by the surrendered portal guardian Hasabel, it took the researchers of the Dark Blade Legion nearly three years to decipher the secrets of the Star Gate.
This is like climbing a technology tree. If you don't light up the front-end technology, you simply can't integrate more advanced technology.
But fortunately, before the demonic army of the Burning Legion was assembled, this magical technology, which was very important to Azeroth, was finally illuminated.
In the beating and spinning of several complicated and illusory blue runes, in the water-like energy gate, several Dark Blade agents who existed as "beacons" led by the shadows quickly rushed into this dead silence.
among the stars.
They were wearing weird one-piece uniforms, which looked a bit bloated, making the always agile Salaines look extremely bulky and top-heavy. The demons only arranged artificial gravity and a device for demons to breathe on the main body of the Marton continent.
The evil energy field does not exist on the edge of this broken world.
This place is different from the Dreadscar Rift and Niscala. Although they are both the wreckage left after the explosion of the world, the territory of Marton is very large, almost equivalent to a quarter of the size of the Eastern Continent.
This is the real demon kingdom, and the difficulty of conquering it is not at the same level as the Niscala battle.
The shadow wears a strange helmet, with a liquid similar to water flowing in it. Its function is to maintain the pressure in the undead's body, so that they will not explode directly due to the imbalance of internal and external pressure after entering the stars.
Fortunately, the undead don't need to breathe, otherwise this "space suit" would have to be made even heavier.
"Shua"
The halo of the Star Gate behind several Sarain agents suddenly dissipated. They lay in the shadow of the slowly rolling rocks and looked at the Marton continent in the distance. It was a land flowing with evil magma, with a complete
The mountains and undulating terrain are like a country among the stars, and under the crust of the continent is a core of the world filled with evil magic. It is this thing that supports this land from collapse.
The shadow made a few gestures. Behind her, blood-red light bounced from the fingertips of two Sarain blood mages. When the floating gravel approached the mainland, a miniature portal connected the stone and the
Between the main continents, Shadow's left hand held a beautifully decorated pendant, which was Alleria's favorite. At the bottom of the pendant, there was a dark green crystal inlaid.
This is one-seventh of the leafy shadow of Atama Crystal. It can distort light and enchantment, completely blocking the user's figure, and the immunity is extremely high. Unless you are a real boss, it is difficult to see through this crystal.
A disguise, it is said that the Draenei used this thing to hide a city!
Under the green halo of the Shadow of Leaves, several agents stepped into the miniature portal, and then almost brushed against the patrolling demon soldiers and walked into the world of demons.
The area where they landed was a barren ridge with nothing here, so the demons patrolled here at a very loose pace. According to the intelligence provided by "Deep Sea", this place was almost a perfect penetration point.
"You guys, go and wait at your target point!"
In the position of a demon surging with evil energy, Shadow reached out and took off his helmet. While taking off his bulky "space suit", he ordered other agents:
"Keep communication open as much as possible, keep your mission in mind, and don't conflict with the mission demon. If a battle is unavoidable, resolve it as quickly as possible or request support!"
"Swish, swish, swish"
The agents who had regained their agility did not say much. They turned around and transformed into their original forms. They were like human bats, flapping their wings and rushing into the air.
The flying speed of high-level Sarain can easily exceed 2 times the speed of sound. Based on the terrain of Marton, these agents will be in position in a maximum of ten minutes.
But compared to their tasks, the tasks shouldered by the shadows are obviously more difficult.
—
The high-level warlock Oreses lay in her tower with eyes blank.
As the fraudster's most trusted subordinate, she still enjoys very high-level treatment even in the demon star Marton, which has been completely controlled by Cassanatir's gang of lawless fear demons.
She was a wounded person. When she and her sister ventured into the fallen Valarjar to retrieve the Shield of Aggramar, she was struck by Odin's lightning and was seriously injured. She was sent to Marton by the fear lord Tichondrius himself.
After that, the daughter of fire received treatment from several demon masters here. The purest evil energy was injected into her body, and the burnt internal organs were healed by spells.
Her injuries are recovering, but it will take some time before she fully recovers.
"I don't know how my sister is doing."
Lying on a big bed tanned with the fur of a demon hound, Oreses, wearing only a nightgown, sighed. Her days in Marton were boring. Tichondrius, who sent her here, repeatedly emphasized to her,
Many of the demon leaders in this place are related to Cassanatir. They hate the Deceiver very much. The reason why they tolerate Oreses recuperating here is simply because they don't want to completely break up with the Deceiver.
Therefore, in this place, Aurese must learn to protect herself. During the period of recuperation, try not to go out if she can.
A female devil like her who still maintains a beautiful face and perfect skin but is in a weak state is likely to encounter some very "bad" things in a place full of chaotic order in Marton. For women, there are
Many things are much scarier than simple death.
This slightly malicious warning once made Olaise resist Marton's life, but today, her days of fear are over.
She had just received news that the mentor had sent Gorelix, the demon lord who was loyal to him and powerful, to Marden. The war lord of the Burning Legion seemed to have come to deal with the undead problem in Azeroth. It had
She has enough ability to protect Oreses, and the high-level warlock has already made up her mind. As soon as the high-level demon lord arrives, she will follow him back to Azeroth.
She wanted to be reunited with her sister, and she couldn't wait. More importantly, the high-level demon's instinct for predicting danger was very active today. Her mind kept beating, and her mind that couldn't calm down seemed to be urging her to leave this place quickly.
Something bad might happen here, even if it is far away from Azeroth, and even if it is one of the Burning Legion's most powerful strongholds in the stars.
Even the 6 million demons roaming this evil land cannot give her a sense of security.
"drop"
A sudden warning sound woke up the high-level warlock Oreses from her meditation. She suddenly grabbed the flame wand placed on the bedside. The sound just now was the reconnaissance structure she had deployed outside the tower.
The sound of the world being touched means that a stranger is approaching the tower.
The high-level eredar warlock with red skin and wearing pajamas slowly moved to the window. The top of the flame wand in her hand was beating with dangerous and deadly light. She looked down, and she saw the black space filled with demonic style.
Under the spire, everything seemed normal, and the several evil lords guarding the tower did not notice anything unusual.
"What are you looking for? Are you looking for me?"
And at the moment when the high-level warlock relaxed the wand in her hand, a slightly deep female voice suddenly sounded from behind her, which made Oreses, who had been prepared, wave the wand in an instant, causing a terrifying
The flaming snake is beating on the wand of the skull, trying to completely kill the weird guy behind it.
But at this moment, the shadow's fingers rubbed gently, and a snapping sound with an odd frequency was heard in Oresesi's ears. The daughter of the flame, who had been full of murderous intent just now, strangely recovered in this second.
calm.
True peace, without soul fluctuations or jumping thoughts, is like entering a state of "time suspension". Even the flames dancing on her wand floated and dissipated in the air because of the loss of energy supply.
Like a extinguished spark.
After completing the control of Experimental Subject 12-b, Shadow lowered her head in embarrassment and looked at the scratches on her arms. This was a "souvenir" left by accidentally triggering the alarm when she entered the Devil's Tower.
For a master assassin, such low-level mistakes should not happen, but people always make mistakes.
"Okay, Experimental Subject 12-b."
The shadow moved back a few steps and leaned against the wall where evil energy was surging. She said to Oreses in front of her:
"Report on recent work."
The switch of the soul code was turned on, and Oreses used an emotionless voice to tell the Dark Blade agent in front of her what she had experienced during this period of time in an emotionless voice. After hearing about the "War Lord of the Burning Legion"
After the news about "Gorelix" and "the terrifying weapon Cursed Maw specially brought to solve the problem of the undead", Shadow's expression became a little ugly.
Obviously, the appearance of this seemingly powerful and targeted demon lord was an accident.
An agent like her who is used to everything going according to plan hates surprises. Shadow didn't waste time. She took out something similar to a legion communicator from her storage ring, put it on the table, and put it
The latest news was sent back to Azeroth, and a few minutes later, the reply from the other end appeared in the form of text on the dancing light screen in front of Shadow's eyes.
There are only two lines of text.
"Intelligence has been shared with frontline commanders!"
"The mission is proceeding as planned!"
—
On the star port dock of Marton World, a simple ceremony to receive the wind and wash away the dust is going on.
Whether it was the newly-appointed Sixth Lord of Dread Lord Laselek who came to greet him, or the Demon Lord Gorelix who slowly walked out of the starship gangway, the ugly faces of both guys were full of perfunctory and disgust.
This is normal. The demon lords in the world of Mardun have been purged, and all those left behind are those who are dissatisfied with Kil'jaeden the Deceiver. And the demon lord who came to the starport in front of him is Kil'jaeden's most powerful person.
Loyal war lord.
The two parties are not on the same side at all, and naturally there is no friendship at all.
"Lord Gorelix, Marton welcomes you."
The Sixth Lord of the Dread Lord Raselek, who has striking black and blue wings, this loyal bitch of Cassanatir, pretended to bow to the tall demon lord who was walking down the gangway in front of him, and looked at it with its vicious eyes.
This silent and powerful demon, carrying a strange battle ax, whispered:
"It seems that the Deceiver has brought us a new mission, but he turned a blind eye to his own fiasco in Azeroth. Ha, he is really a "qualified" leader."
Razelek said something strangely, which made the demon lord Gorelix, who was carrying a dark red battle ax, a little angry, but before the two high-level demons could finish their fight, a exclamation came not far behind them.
rang out from the dock platform.
Raselek, who had just been appointed as the temporary commander of Mardun not long ago, turned around and was surprised to see the generals of several demon legions in the world of Mardun appearing here, together with their adjutants, as if they were going to attack.
It's like holding an impromptu meeting here.
But the problem is that Razelek himself remembers clearly that it did not issue an order for high-level demon commanders to assemble today!
This cunning fear devil instinctively sensed that something was wrong. He took a few steps back and shouted to the dozens of demon commanders:
"Why are you here? Who asked you to come?!"
"It's me!"
In the slightly chaotic questioning, a cold voice answered the lord's doubts. All the demons turned around and saw the high-level warlock Oreses wearing a fiery red dress coming from another entrance of the star port.
Take a stroll.
This high-level female demon was swaying, holding a pocket watch in her hand, and in the other hand, she was holding an ever-elaborate storage ring.
"I have sent an invitation to them, and I want to announce a very important and urgent news to you here!"
The daughter of fire shouted to the high-level demons in front of her:
"A piece of news that is closely related to all the demons in Marton!"
"What on earth do you want to say?"
The local supreme leader was appointed Commander of Marton because he knelt and licked him all the way. Cassanatir's loyal bitch Raselek moved his wings and looked at the female demon in front of him with disgust. He should have expelled her directly.
Go out, but considering the existence of Gorelix, the war lord behind him who has extremely high force value and is foolishly loyal to the Deceiver, on the surface, it must give some face to the Deceiver's envoy.
So the fear devil scolded extremely impatiently:
"You don't have the authority to summon the commander at all. Now, say what you want to say, and then get out of my territory!"
These rude words did not make the high-level warlock Oreses feel angry. In fact, the flame girl's eyes never moved elsewhere, but stayed on the pocket watch in her hand, as if that thing attracted her
All the will was sucked into it, and at the moment when a certain pointer reached zero, the beautiful female devil suddenly raised her head, and a strange and sinister smile appeared on her face.
It looks like the great lord’s gesture when he sneers!
Under the gaze of all the demon commanders, including Razelek and Gorelix, the storage ring held in the other hand by the high-level warlock Oreses was thrown into the crowd of demon commanders.
In the shocking flash of silver sparks, her hoarse and crazy voice sounded on the steel ground, as sharp as the howl of a banshee:
"The important news is"
"The time has come, everyone, it's time to hit the road!"
