At the moment of energy coupling between the star gates connected to Argus, the energy from the distant planet was like a rolling tide, slamming onto the huge Dark Night Well platform.
More than 10,000 years ago, the white jade-like platform shaped by the most powerful arcane masters of the Elf Empire with the strongest and most powerful materials withstood the collision of this huge force, and it issued an overwhelming roar.
With a shattering sound, the sculptures and walls that were used as decorations in the outermost ring collapsed, and then were involved in the energy storm of purple magic and green evil energy in front of them, and were crushed into powder in an instant.
Balnazzar, Tichondrius, the Eredar Twins, Spider Queen Tyrana, as well as the ruler of Suramar City, Grand Mage Elisande, and Astromancer Aitaeus, these loyal to the fraud
The followers of the leader are standing in front of the energy storm. These are truly strong men, and their strength is enough to ensure that they will not be involved in the destructive storm.
Seriously wounded and on the verge of death, Cassanatil, who was still tied up in chains, was thrown to the ground, like a hero at the end of his rope.
They are all waiting for the arrival of the great demon they have sworn allegiance to.
This is a welcome ceremony.
They want to hand over the rule of the entire Azeroth to the coming Deceiver Kil'jaeden, and behind them in the city of Suramar, the fighting demons have set the city on fire, and the innocent Nightborne civilians
She trembled and hid in her home, fearing that this crazy war would harm Chiyu.
And further away, in the night sky, the eredar fleet was anchored above Suramar City. Other demon fleets were sent to various parts of the world under the orders of the commanders, just waiting for the Deceiver's order.
This damn world, which has escaped destruction twice, will be destroyed because of this.
And among the stars that cannot be reached by sight, outside the planet Azeroth, there is an even larger demon fleet waiting for orders.
No matter how you look at it, Azeroth seems to be in doom this time.
"He's coming!"
Queen Salolas, who had been paying attention to the energy storm in front of her, said something. In the purple and green storm entwined in front of everyone's eyes, intertwined with annihilation and destruction, in the star gate that opened, a tall man with wings on his back appeared.
The figure stepped out step by step in the floating and shining light.
The destructive energy flames slapped on his body, but could only burn outside his skin. It was completely unable to destroy his tyrannical body. With that kind of pace, step by step, every step would greatly increase the pressure on everyone in front of him.
, as if what they were facing was not a demon, but the physical incarnation of destruction.
The demon generals holding weapons followed the tall figure and stepped out of the whirlpool of energy. That was the majesty of the great demon and the majesty of the demon king.
Kil'jaeden walked out of the energy storm. His dark red body wore a suit of armor decorated with skulls and metal. His demon wings were folded behind his back. On his cheeks that resembled those of an Eredar demon, there were
With a cold, everything-under-control light, his two tentacles hung low under his cheeks, embellished with golden rings, and his tail swung in the air, streaking across the air behind him.
Apply firelight.
The fraudster's eyes are full of arrogance and indifference.
He should have such pride and indifference. He is the King of Demons. He commands the entire Burning Legion. His roar is enough to make the stars tremble, and his will is enough to extinguish the sun.
The world should tremble before him, it should tremble, because destruction is coming!
"Welcome to you, fraudster!"
The eredar twins took a step forward. The most trusted subordinate of the Deceiver knelt on one knee on the broken platform. The Shadow Girl held a simple and pale shield in her hands. Dark and cold colors danced on the surface of the Shield of Aggramar.
of light, while her sister Oreses held a crystal gem like an eye in her hand.
It is a blue gem, with mysterious Titan runes floating on it between the circles. Every minute and every second, the luster of the runes will dissipate, and then recover in the flow of time, just get close to it.
, will feel the clear touch of the flow of time. Oreses is holding this last piece of the Pillar of Creation. As a demon, she cannot use it, but the power acts on the fingers of the Girl of Fire, causing her fingers to change.
With.
One moment it was still a complete finger, but the next moment, all the flesh and blood on the finger will wither and turn into white bones. The white bones will also be annihilated in time, turning into ashes and drifting in the wind, and then the process will be reversed.
Let the missing fingers be restored again.
There is no pain, as if all this is an illusion, but that is not
That's a real time distortion.
This crystal gem is the condensation of power from Aman'Thul, the King of the Pantheon, and is a strange object that can control the flow of time.
Eye of Aman'Thul!
"Very good, very good!"
The deceiver's fingers touched the crystal, and he felt the shocking energy beating on the gem. However, he did not put it in his pocket, but turned to look at the others.
Under Kil'jaeden's gaze, Balnazzar took a step forward and knelt on the ground. He held a pure white crystal in his hand. The thing didn't seem to have any special effect, but it was Ai
The creation treasure bred by the world spirit of Xerath, the Tears of Elune.
In Tichondrius's hand, he holds the earliest discovered Hammer of Khazgoroth, the Holy Hammer of Creation that can control the power of the earth.
Spider Queen Tyrana, who had made a big mistake, was a little afraid of Kil'jaeden's gaze, but she also held two broken blue stones in her hands, which were the creations of Gorgonas the Rager.
, the Tide Stone, a sacred object that can control the sea and sky.
The demons dedicated the five Pillars of Creation to the Deceiver, which means that the Dark Titan's expectations have finally been fulfilled, and it means that the Deceiver does not need to worry about the rebuke from the Dark Titan.
This made Kil'jaeden feel happy.
A smile finally appeared on the big devil's cold face.
The ruler of Suramar City, Grand Magister Elisande, smiled when he saw this indescribably powerful demon king. This politician who was very observant took this opportunity to step forward.
Wearing a high magic crown and dressing herself up very gracefully, the high-level elf stretched out her hands. Amid the surge of magic, a slightly weird battle ax appeared in her hands.
It was a battle ax made of white bones. It seemed to be entirely composed of bones. The ax blade of the white bones was dotted with demon skulls, and the red runes added a hint of ferocity and murderous aura to the cold and evil weapon.
.
"The great and noble Demon King."
The Great Magister said respectfully:
"This is your weapon. When Ms. Oreses brought it back, it had some damage. We repaired and strengthened it with magic, and evoked its new form. I hope that this can become the whole of Sura.
As proof of the subservience and obedience of Mar and the Nightborne elves to you and the Burning Legion, we return it to you, and we dedicate our loyalty to you."
"Oh, the Throat of the Damned."
The Deceiver looked at the bone battle axe. He stretched out his devil's claws and stroked the evil weapon that transformed into a more powerful form. He showed no emotion towards Elisande's obedience.
This is normal. Kil'jaeden has destroyed countless civilizations and accepted surrender from countless civilizations. Just being a beggar for a weak race in the world of Azeroth is not enough to cause any psychological fluctuations in him.
Kil'jaeden's eyes fell on Kasanatil, the "Quiet One" who was tied up and thrown to the ground. The seriously injured and dying Dread Lord was staring at him with a vicious look, as if he was
Just like provocation.
Kil'jaeden let out a chuckle. He grabbed the bone battle ax in Elisande's hand. He moved his neck and shoulders, and stepped forward with his recurved legs. Finally, the big demon holding the battle ax
Arriving in front of the defeated Cassanatil, he looked down at the loser and asked:
"Tell me, Cassanatil, when you tried to overthrow my throne, did you ever think that you would fall into this situation?"
"Stop showing off your power! Kil'jaeden!"
Even if he fell into this field, Cassanatil did not show any expression of fear. He was lying in a pool of his own blood, with a look of disdain on his blood-stained pale face.
Like a tiger that fell into the sea, even when it was about to drown, it still stubbornly retained its pride. He said in a gloomy voice:
"You're just lucky!"
The eyes of the First Lord Nasrezim were searching behind the Deceiver. He stared at Balnazzar and Tichondrius with an almost murderous gaze, and he shouted:
"I don't know people! I'm blind, which is why I ended up in this situation, but you don't want me to give in, kill me now! Kil'jaeden"
"Isn't it easy to die?"
A fierce light flashed in the deceiver's eyes, and his devil's claws danced on the surface of the Cursed Throat. He looked at the defeated dog in front of him, and he snorted:
"But I won't let you die so easily! Cassanatil, your pitiful failure will be the best proof of my power, and the destruction of Azeroth executed by me personally will make me
The throne is more stable!"
"I will mount your head on the top of the throne. Every day, your miserable wailing will remind those dishonest bastards what will happen to them if they dare to betray me!"
The Deceiver lifted the Bones' battle ax with one hand. The devil's arm was wrapped with evil fire like flowing water, entwining around the battle ax in his hand, making the battle ax more lethal.
"The Burning Crusade is coming to an end. The defeat of Azeroth will bring a perfect end to Sargeras' journey, and your wails with the world are the most beautiful trophies I will ever harvest! You make
This is the end of a disgusting life, Cassanatil, you lose."
"I won!"
"Wow"
The whistling battle ax slid down, and the sound of splitting the air sent chills down the necks of all demons. But just when the ax was about to cut off Cassanatir's head, accompanied by a sudden cold wind, a slightly gloomy figure appeared,
But some sounds of joy sounded on the deepest platform of Suramar City.
It appeared so unexpectedly that the tomahawk swung by the deceiver stopped in the air at this moment, less than 10 centimeters away from Cassanatil's head.
"Hey, is there a welcome party here?"
In the opening of the crack in the dark blue world of death, the great lord Tyrion, wearing the dark dragon armor and holding a black heavy sword, strolled out. The power of death overflowing on his body was like an endless mist.
In the mighty spread, the energy storm beating around the Dark Night Well was frozen at this moment, and even the star gates leading to Argus were completely closed by the cold power at this moment.
The road home is blocked!
And under the spiked crown, undisguised joy was floating in the icy blue eyes of the great lord.
"Why don't you call me?"
The heavy sword in Tyrion's hand was pressed against the platform of the Dark Night Well, making a low sound. The Death Lord looked at the deceiver's back and said:
"Although this is our first meeting, believe me, Lord Kil'jaeden, you and I have been old friends for a long time."
"You came to my world in such a hurry. As the host, how could I not attend this welcome ceremony?"
"ah!"
The appearance of the spoiler made the demon generals who were guarding the Nightwell and came to Azeroth with the Deceiver feel threatened. These brave and cruel high-level demons raised their weapons at the same time and rushed towards the great lord.
passed.
But the next moment, dozens of Death Gods holding black war scythes flew out from the shadows behind the great lord. In the movement of the Death Gods flying in the sky, the war scythes that penetrated straight into the souls streaked across those high-level demons crazily.
Their bodies were divided and taken away, and the strong negative energy froze their bodies, completely freezing them on this platform.
In just an instant, the dozen demon warriors who rushed towards the big lord fell to the ground silently. The light of anger and ferocity still remained in their eyes, but their chaotic and pitiful fire of life remained.
, but it suddenly went out.
"Interrupt other people's speeches at will and ruin my grand entrance!"
The great lord's expression turned gloomy:
"How rude!"
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