In the Hall of Order in Suramar City, all the Dread Lords gathered on the platform of the Night Well, which exuded a faint blue and chaotic purple halo. They seemed to be performing a special ritual. The three Nasrezim The demons are holding shackles and chains, and on the outside, there are powerful demons holding sharp blades. It is like an execution ground.
In front of them, "The Quiet One" Cassanatil reached out and took off the gorgeous arm armor from his wrist. Under the slightly dim light, the pale-faced first lord of the fear devil said softly:
"Is everything ready?"
"Yes, boss, the Eye of Aman'Thul was stripped off last night."
The second lord Tichondrius moved his wrists, and the shackles in his hands made a sound as the fear lord whispered:
"The energy accumulated by the Dark Night Well in ten thousand years is completely enough to open the star gate through which the fleet can pass."
"The Eredar Twins have "arranged" it."
The third lord Balnazzar said:
"As long as we do the last thing, the remaining lackeys of the fraudsters will regard us as our true own!"
"But boss! Do you really want to do this?"
Varimathras, the last Dread Lord, looked at the magic-forbidden chain in his hand. He looked at his leader in disbelief and said loudly:
"You have to understand that once we do this, you will have to face the fraudster alone. It is unlikely that the bastard will spare your life. Maybe you will actually die."
"This is a necessary danger."
Cassanatir stretched his hand across his shoulders, and the broad cloak behind him fell to the ground. The first lord of the Dread Lord untied his breastplate. He was naked from the waist up, and amid the energy flowing from the Night Well, Like a voluntary saint, he said:
"Only when my threat "disappears" in this world can Kil'jaeden put aside all doubts and step into this city. Only in this way can the big plan we have been planning for several years be pushed into the final stage. ."
The fear devil took a step forward, knelt on one knee on the ground, relaxed his body, and said:
"I may die, but in Azeroth, my soul will not be annihilated. I will be reborn in the twisted void, just like other demons. As for you, you have to make sure that all ends! You have to see it with your own eyes. Kil'jaeden was completely buried in this world."
"Only when his era comes to an end and our era truly begins! This is necessary! My "failure" will truly win the final "victory" for us and for Nasrezim. That will It is the most glorious victory, which will usher in an era of prosperity that will last for more than ten thousand years!"
A glimmer of light flashed across the pale face of the First Lord Nasrezim, making the demon look like a saint. His voice echoed on the dim platform:
"How can we do great things without sacrifice? I have seen the future, but my only question is, if I die unfortunately, will you be able to complete your mission?"
"Don't worry, boss!"
Varimathras, the fear devil with a hint of irritability in his character, looked at the other two hesitant guys with sinister eyes, gritted his teeth and said:
"I'll watch them for you!"
"Very good, very good."
Cassanatil closed his eyes, and a strange smile flashed across his ugly face. He opened his arms and lowered all his guard. He said:
"Come on! Do something neat and let me suffer less!"
"Then bear with it, boss, this will hurt a little."
Tichondrius waved his hand, and the high-level demon behind him stepped forward and raised the sharp blade in his hand. The Nasrezim could not hurt each other, so this cruel thing could only be done by
Other demons do the work for you. Fortunately, the high-level demons here are die-hard loyalists of the Nasrezim faction, and they all have a deep hatred for the Deceiver.
"puff"
The sharp blade burning with evil fire pierced Cassanatir's body from the back. As the first lord whimpered in pain, Balnazzar grabbed his body and grabbed the magic stone in his hand. After a moment,
The projections of the eredar twins appeared on the platform. Balnazzar looked at them and twisted the magic stone, so that the painful figure of Cassanatir, who was lying in a pool of blood, was seen by the eredar twins. He
He said in an extremely realistic and anxious tone:
"We attacked him in a sneak attack, come on! Damn it, Cassanatil's lackeys are going crazy! I need your power!"
"Come on! We have captured the Night Well, call the Deceiver over!"
"Only it can suppress the rebellion here."
—
In front of the star gate in the world of Argus, the fraudsters who are waiting for the portal connection are also watching this magical projection. The eredar twins far away in Azeroth did not hide anything. They fought the fear demons among themselves.
The image of the image was displayed in front of the Deceiver. Kil'jaeden squinted his eyes and looked at Cassanatir, who was being besieged by high-level demons. The traitor who used to be aloof seemed not to have expected that the Deceiver's followers would
Such a crazy desperate move.
It fell in a pool of blood. It was still struggling to fight back, but facing the eredar twins who besieged him from both sides, the seriously injured First Lord of the Dread Lord was "abused" miserably.
As the scene turned, in the city of Nasuramar, the demons loyal to Cassanatir almost went crazy.
They were besieging the Hall of Order in the city of Suramar, fighting with the demons led by the Eredar twins and the death knights of the Lich King. The entire city of Suramar seemed to be set on fire, and the luxurious city was destroyed.
Shrouded in the smoke of evil fire burning, and in Kil'jaeden's vision, he also saw the crazy battle between Varimathras, the Dread Lord loyal to Kasana'atir, and Tyrana, the Spider Queen.
There are also demonic armies attacking from all directions outside the city, and those traitors gathered by Kasanatil are trying to destroy the city and rescue their besieged leaders! And in Suramar City,
In the portal, the undead legions belonging to the Lich King are also rapidly entering Suramar, but in the face of the demons' counterattack, those portals cannot hold on for long.
The traitors in Cassanatir and the demons loyal to the legion were indeed fighting desperately. The Deceiver was also a commander who had experienced countless wars. This scene of a bloody battle could not be faked, and it also made him feel guilty.
The doubts have eased slightly.
"Mentor, our attack on Cassanatir was successful!"
Queen Saloras, the daughter of the shadows with her face covered in blood, waved and threw a ball of shadow flames, burning an attacking horror demon to ashes. In this messy hall of order, on the road leading to the Night Well, a thick layer of
The purple barrier blocks the demons from breaking through.
"The Pillars of Creation are placed in the Night Well! Mentor, we need your support!"
High-level warlock Oreses shouted with difficulty in the shaking war projection:
"Casanatir has too many lackeys! We can hardly resist them!"
"Then quickly open the Night Well! Tear open the space!"
There was a certain light dancing in the flaming eyes of the deceiver, and he said:
"Let the eredar fleet docked in Marton pass first! Guard Suramar City. I, I will be there soon. There are still many things to do!"
—
"Buzz"
In the cold endless sea, under the shroud of darkness, on the sea not far from the Broken Islands, the Sea King Power like a black behemoth rose from the sea, and on the deck washed by the cold water,
Dailin and Yrel stood together. The two death lords looked into the distance in the dark night. In the direction of Suramar City, the purple barrier covering the city slowly lowered in the dark night.
The lingering purple light that danced over the city was so real that it looked like some kind of supernatural phenomenon.
It was a gathering of energy. The unimaginably huge magic power was being manipulated, and was tearing apart space deeper into the stars along a certain mysterious phase coordinate.
The vibration of magic power and space caused the night of Suramar City to be covered with a layer of jumping sparks, and the jumping of magic power caused the sparks of energy to continuously change their color, just like the ones lying across the Broken Islands.
The auroras in the sky are just as gorgeous.
"The demons are opening the star gates."
Dai Lin said expressionlessly:
"This reminds me of that time on the sea in Northern Xinjiang. Tyrion and I were the same way, witnessing the demons tearing apart the barriers of the world and sending their ignorant leader into this world and into a death trap. You say
, why can’t demons learn from the past? You see, they fell twice on the same stone.”
"Maybe it's because they feel like they have a winning chance."
Yrel shook her tail, and the hoof girl stretched out her hand to tie her long silver hair into a single ponytail that would not affect the battle. She looked at the purple magic power rushing into the sky like an aurora in the darkness in front of her.
The pillar of light reaching the sky and the earth was like a lighthouse that illuminated the world. The waves of magic stirred up the water of the Endless Sea. Under the heavy rolling waves, Yrel felt the wind full of magic.
"The demons feel they have a great advantage."
The hoof girl shrugged in the wind of magic, put the helmet under her arm on her head, and said in a low voice:
"After all, judging from the paper data, they can easily destroy the world, just like crushing an ant to death. If I were them, I would be so arrogant, and my power would blind their eyes. In the end,
Sending them here again."
"Well, what you said makes sense."
Dailin rubbed his chin, and he turned to look at the cabin behind him. In that cabin, Nuri Velen, who was already prepared, was also preparing to set off. After the demons used the night well to penetrate the passage from Azeroth,
At the moment of the star gate of Argus, the Draenei holding half of the Sargrith Keystone will also follow the opened star gate to Argus.
But it only lasts for a moment, so Nouri must seize the moment.
"You think, can mortals stop the incoming demon fleet?"
Dai Lin suddenly asked again:
"The mortals in the Northern Xinjiang period were almost completely defeated by the incoming demons. If we hadn't killed Archimonde, they would have fallen into the hell brought by the demons. After so many years, the demons have come to this world again.
Do you think they are ready?"
"That question is meaningless, Admiral."
Yirel touched the hilt of the sword at her waist and said:
"They have to stop it! If they want to survive."
"The Dark Blade is about to leave this world. This will be the last time we fight side by side with mortals on the land of Azeroth. If they can't stop the demons now, wait until we upgrade, wait until we no longer protect them.
, when the decisive battle comes, they will have only one way to die."
"They have to fight for themselves. They have to persist until the moment we fight back. We have spent so much time and so much energy getting their civilization on the right track. We even informed them of the outbreak of this war in advance.
We have done our best and they should not let us down!"
"Bang"
As soon as Yrel finished speaking, in the aurora storm composed of purple light above Suramar City, there was a loud sound that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the terrifying energy storm spread outwards. The pushed tide rose to nearly 30 at this moment.
Duomi was like a terrifying tsunami, escaping in all directions. In the midst of the violent storm, the Sea King Power was like a rock, stationary in the tsunami.
Dai Lin raised his head. In the darkness above his head, the purple light was like a halo, spreading outwards, circle after circle, as if it was radiating to the whole world, and the halo that broke out there
In the gleam of the Star Gate, an entire fleet of demons appeared above Suramar City one after another in a space that was distorted to the extreme.
That's the eredar fleet! The most powerful fleet in the Burning Legion! It's the bringer of destruction that sounds the death knell for countless civilizations!
And this is just the beginning of the teleportation among the stars!
With the support of the Nightwell's nearly infinite magic power, the eredar twins simultaneously opened several star gates to different phases. Those who had already been roaming in the Azeroth sector, including elite fleets from 33 sectors,
One after another, they poured into the world, and even so, only one-tenth of that huge fleet could enter Azeroth.
This star gate can only support one-tenth of the fleet to come to Azeroth, but it is enough to cover the four continents of the entire world!
This is a war for the Burning Legion!
"Nuri! It's time to set off!"
On the space magic disk carried on Yirel's wrist, a coordinate pointing to the distant stars has been opened. That should be the gate to Argus. Because the distance between the two sides is too far, it is very difficult to open the star gate.
As Yrel shouted, the Draenei Nuri Velen, who was standing in a giant magic circle in the cabin of the King of the Sea, also clenched the Sargrith Keystone in his hand.
In the green fluorescent light that distorted the space and entwined like a ribbon, the Draenei took a deep breath. At his signal, the lich beside the magic circle stretched out his hand to activate the magic circle.
"I'm going home"
Nuri placed the cut Sargrith Keystone on his chest. As he let out a long sigh, the star gate of Argus in the distance was completely opened, and the figure of the Draenei suddenly disappeared at this moment.
At the moment when Nuri was thrown into the star gate, in the distant world of Argus, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver looked at the purple light gate that opened in front of him. His mood was a little agitated at this moment, but he did not hesitate much.
, but stepped into the door. Behind him, the most elite demon warriors in the Argus world stepped into the passage with him.
At the moment when he was completely enveloped in purple light, Kil'jaeden's deep voice also echoed in his ears:
