The Burning Throne of Antorus, the Demon King's Court in the world of Argus, is the base camp and headquarters of the Burning Crusade. Countless high-level demons weave conspiracies that cover the stars here. This is the axis of evil in the entire stars.
The fraudster who is sitting on all this is going about his busy work as usual.
Battle reports from other star regions have no value at all. They are just powerful legions destroying a certain world, destroying many civilizations, and plundering many resources. Fraudsters have been tired of seeing these things more than 10,000 years ago.
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The power of the legion is invincible among the stars. No world can stop the legion's destruction except one!
The most troublesome one!
Azeroth, the end of the Burning Crusade, is a world where the Dark Titan issued a death order and must be razed. The destruction of that world should have been completed 10,000 years ago, but unfortunately, it has been delayed until now.
That world is weird. When destruction comes, weird things like this always happen, and then you are lucky enough to save that damn planet.
Repeated failures have made the Deceiver feel tired, and the fact that "good brother" Velen fell into death and became a monster shaped by death made the Deceiver even more angry.
Except for him, no one can treat Velen like that! Those bastards who wantonly play with death will pay the price!
The Deceiver picked up his gorgeous wine glass decorated with skulls and star crystals. He took a sip of the purest devil's wine, calmed down his mood, and then opened the latest battle report.
From Marton.
However, after just one glance, the gorgeous wine glass in the deceiver's hand was instantly crushed into pieces, representing the endless anger of the deceiver again!
Marton fell
That was the battle report sent back by the three war commanders of the Eredar fleet that he trusted most.
The defense line was breached by the undead, and the demons drove the undead out, but they fell into the undead's evil plan. The retreat was just an illusion. The undead dropped biological weapons similar to insect swarms in Marton, and in the Eredar fleet
After a long voyage, when we arrived in the Marton Star Sector, the world of Marton had completely fallen.
The entire Broken Earth has been occupied by swarms of insects that breed in demon corpses. Six million demons are struggling to survive in the terrifying devouring hell. What's even worse is that the Sargrith Keystone, a rare artifact of Mardun, is suspected to be missing, leading to the teleportation of Mardun.
All the doors were closed, and this broken world lost the ability to open wormholes, which meant that the demon legions fighting in the Marton sector and several surrounding sectors were trapped in those vast seas of stars.
They need to spend ten times or even a hundred times longer than before to regroup, and during this long waiting time, who knows what will happen!
Without the important transit point of Marden, the eredar fleet that originally planned to head to Azeroth as quickly as possible had to use the original method of starship jump and faster-than-light navigation to reach its destination.
Jumping and traveling faster than light sounds cool, but for the vast sea of stars, the unimaginable speed is almost as fast as a turtle crawling.
The powerful eredar fleet may take several years to sail across the star sea and reach Azeroth.
It took several years and by the time they got there, the daylilies were cold!
This is not the scariest thing!
The deceiver's dark wisdom instantly thought of something more troublesome. The Pillars of Creation requested by the Dark Titan, an important item used to track the lost Titan souls among the stars, are still in the world of Azeroth, and
Without the star gate of Marton, even if those despicable Dreadlords wanted to send the Pillars of Creation back to Argus, they would have to take a long transit route from other star regions.
It may take several months
The question is, is the Supreme Dark Titan willing to wait?
The answer is no!
Before the deceiver could recover from the blow of this bad news, a deep voice echoed in the dark hall of the Burning Throne of Antorus, like a heavy hammer, bombarding the deceiver's heart.
"Come to me! Kil'jaeden!"
That was the voice of the fallen Titan Aggramar, the voice of the spokesperson of the Dark Pantheon established by Lord Sargeras. At this moment, the always calm and indifferent voice was also mixed with a trace of anger. It was obvious that,
Kil'jaeden wasn't the only one to receive the bad news.
The Deceiver's heart is also filled with anger and unwillingness, but now, he must put aside his inner unwillingness and accept Aggramar's rebuke. Although he is revered as the Demon King, he is not truly unique to the Burning Legion.
Lord of
He is just the spokesperson, the spokesperson of the Dark Titan. For the Dark Titan, he is far from irreplaceable.
Every time he thought of this, Kil'jaeden would feel a surge of fear in his heart.
Even a powerful demon like him cannot control his own destiny. He is like a chess piece on a chessboard, very lethal. However, the initiative has never been in his hands.
Kil'jaeden walked alone to the top of the Burning Throne. On the throne of endless flames, the fallen Titan Aggramar, holding the flaming dark sword in both hands, was standing there, with his back to Kil'jaeden.
Ergardan, in front of the Titan, was a vast expanse of stars, shrouded in a purple halo, with green flames burning in the stars, like two forces engaged in a fierce war.
"Lord Sargeras defends the stars on the void battlefield. The void is coveting this miserable world. The Dark Titan's cruelty is to save it and rebuild a perfect era from the ruins and ashes."
Aggramar's deep voice echoed on the throne like thunder. Under the dark golden battle helmet of the fallen titan, a touch of perseverance and perseverance shone in his eyes that burned like flames.
A Titan like him, even if only the Titan Soul is left, is not easily corrupted. He joined the Dark Pantheon not just because of the destructive witches who constantly seduced his heart.
As early as the era of the Pantheon, Aggramar and Sargeras were the best brothers. They joined forces to maintain the order of the stars. But now, as a member of the Dark Pantheon, Aggramar no longer exists in his heart.
He maintains order, but his will to defend the stars has never wavered. He is still following Sargeras, because Sargeras is carrying out a just cause under his cruel appearance.
The void is the enemy of all things!
In order to defeat the void, we can only unite all the power among the stars, even the power drawn from the ruins and ashes. The purpose of destruction is ultimately to win!
In order to save the bleak future of this starry sky, they must first kill half or even all life in this starry sky. After the mournful ashes of the stars come to an end, the temperature in the ashes will give birth to a new era of praise.
This is the mission of the Dark Pantheon!
"Sargeras is fighting. He is trying to save everything in his own way, but you, your incompetent servants, have let him down again!"
Aggramar turned around and looked directly at Kil'jaeden who was standing there. He looked directly at the Deceiver:
"I already know everything about Mardon, including the Dreadscar Rift, everything that happened in Niskara and Xoroth. Kil'jaeden, you shamelessly tried to hide your incompetent failure from me. Your desire for power has already
It affected Sargeras's expedition! This cannot be forgiven!"
"I have sent the fleet!"
Kil'jaeden retorted:
"I sent my most powerful fleet. They have arrived at Mardon. They were supposed to sail directly to Azeroth and join other fleets assembled in the Azeroth sector to launch a devastating attack on that weak world.
A blow! Those are my best generals. In the past years, they have proved themselves with brilliant victories!"
"I have been trying my best to serve Lord Sargeras! The problem does not lie with me! Lord Aggramar, if you really read all the battle reports in detail, then you will find that all of this, including Xoroth and
Marton’s failure was all due to the involvement of Cassanatir and his Dread Lords!”
"I was framed! Those fear lords made up a conspiracy! For the conspiracy against me, they have probably joined forces with the natives of Azeroth, sneakily providing the barbarians with the intelligence they need, and then making
Fail one after another to attack me! Use this to attack the most loyal servant of Lord Sargeras!"
The fraudster shouted in a heart-wrenching voice, and the folded wings behind him were trembling, as if "the true feelings were revealed".
"Lord Aggramar, you only listened to the shameless man's words. Has Kasanatir ever told you the real truth? About how it formed gangs within the legion and completely ignored my commander in the world of Mardun.
, even Lord Tyranna was forced by the Dread Lords to flee to the stars. The failure there may have something to do with me, because I have never been able to make up my mind to eradicate these duplicitous bastards."
"But I tolerate their misbehavior in this way for the sake of the Legion's major affairs. After all, those Dread Lords still bear the orders of the Dark Titan! No matter how wronged I am, I cannot interfere with Sargeras because of my personal affairs.
My Lord’s divine plan! Unfortunately, they are going too far!”
"Pointless sophistry!"
Kil'jaeden's rebuttal angered Aggramar, and the fire in the fallen titan's eyes became even stronger, and he shouted loudly:
"The nastiness between you has made me feel disgusted! Whether it is you or Kasanatir, you have placed your dirty desires above Sargeras's will. Maybe I should teach you some lessons!
"
"But Lord Aggramar!"
Seeing the fallen titan's fingers grasping the hilt of the terrifying flaming sword, a trace of fear flashed in the deceiver's eyes, and he took a step back. The big demon shouted loudly:
"The Pillars of Creation are still in Azeroth. The fifth Pillar of Creation that the Dread Lords cannot find, and the shield you once used, have been found by my most loyal subordinates, just because of the world of Mardon.
Unexpected circumstances prevent us from returning the Pillars of Creation to Argus!"
"Please give me another chance! I will prove myself, I will go to Azeroth myself, and I will bring back the Pillars of Creation! And after that, I am willing to accept all the punishment of the Dark Titan! After all, I am the one who did it
Something was wrong, I have already made preparations, but Lord Sargeras’s path of conquest cannot be hindered like this!”
The big demon's words made the flaming giant sword in Aggrama's hand pause for a moment. The shining light in the fallen titan's eyes represented that he was thinking. After a moment, Aggrama waved his hand, and he turned around and faced the echo again.
Looking at the stars in the center of the universe, on the battlefield of endless war, he said in a deep voice:
"Then go, Kil'jaeden, this is your last chance!"
"Sargeras favors you very much, don't let him down again"
Seeing the fallen titan make a decision, the deceiver who was a little worried finally breathed a sigh of relief. The big devil was very angry inside. He felt like a rat in a bellows, suffering from both sides!
He couldn't afford to offend Sargeras and Aggramar, and that bastard Casanatir was still inciting the flames among them. The fraudster could be sure that what happened to Marton must have been caused by Casanatir's gang.
I don't know how they are directly connected to Aggramar.
However, the increasingly rampant actions of the Dread Lord faction have also allowed the fraudsters to completely let go of some of their inner worries. The other party has already begun to try to beat up the lost dog, so now, it is time to let them know the price of provocation.
The moment he left the Burning Throne, Kil'jaeden asked in a low voice:
"Lord Aggramar, those fear devils, if they maliciously prevent me from bringing the Pillars of Creation back to Argus, can I take some "necessary" measures?"
Aggramar did not answer. As a fallen titan, he, like Sargeras, did not care about the life or death of these demons. The so-called Burning Legion was just a tool they used to eliminate threats from the stars. There was no emotion at all.
The silence of the fallen titan actually represents some kind of answer.
A fierce light flashed on the Deceiver's face. He moved his claws, and then strode away from the top of the throne. Ten minutes later, on the Deceiver's own throne, he once again called out to himself in Ai
Two students of Xerath.
On the other side of the magic projection, Saloras, the daughter of shadow in Icecrown Citadel, described the recent situation in Azeroth to Kil'jaeden. She placed something in front of the projection, which was a shape.
Strange battle axe, she said to her mentor:
"Mentor, unfortunately your war general Aurelix died in Mardun, but my sister Orises desperately fled back to Azeroth with the Maw of the Curse, and she also gathered some of them and is still loyal to you.
Demon, I heard that Lord Tyranna also escaped from the purgatory of the Worm Sea. She came to Azeroth and is lurking in a certain stronghold. The Abyss Spider Queen lost the Sargrith Keystone, but I and I
She has contacted her, and she is also eager to atone for her sins!"
"Very good! She did do something wrong, but it doesn't matter, she still has a chance to prove herself!"
A shadow of fire flashed across the fraudster's face, and he said in a deep voice:
"Now, my students, go find Tichondrius and Balnazzar! At the same time, let the Lich King Ner'zhul prepare his army!"
"Be prepared to open the Nightwell, but you must be careful of those two Dread Lords. Soon, I will lead my fleet straight into Azeroth. I have had enough of this dirty trick!"
"This time, we will solve all the problems at once!"