There are indeed not many choices left for Lord Eloldus.
Faced with the tribesmen who were eager to find out the villains who betrayed the race and then execute them to death, the new great devil did not hesitate for long.
Maybe the Dark Titan hopes that his subordinates are all true evil warriors, but unfortunately, Lord Eloldus is a man who cherishes his life.
One day later, Elodus made his choice. Under the gaze of General Ishka and Kasanatir, the nominal leader of the Eredar people made a decision on a contract that shone with pale light.
Having signed its real name, it has no escape route. Now it can only hope that the big man can stop the Dark Titan. Only in this way will it have the only way to survive.
Cassanatir put away the scroll, and the fear devil glanced at Elodus, who had an ugly face. He let out a cunning laugh, then stretched out his paw and patted Elodus on the shoulder, intimately.
Like real brothers.
It whispered to Eloldus:
"Don't be so disappointed, my brother. Think about it carefully. After you get rid of your fear of the Dark Titan, you will find that this is actually a good thing."
"Good thing?"
Elodus snorted and said with a straight face:
"The Dark Titan comes with the will to destroy the stars. In the past hundreds of thousands of years, he has been the most terrifying existence among the stars. Now a death monarch randomly pops up and claims to challenge the Dark Titan. The most terrible thing
Yes, I am still tied to this broken ship that is about to sink. To be honest, I don’t see what this is a good thing.”
"This is really a good thing."
Cassanatir snorted, and the fear devil said slowly:
"You don't really think that Sargeras will regard the Burning Legion as his true own? Don't be stupid, the Burning Legion is just a means for him to achieve the eternal silence of the stars, not the purpose. Let me ask you what the Dark Titan wants to create
A new era without the threat of the void. He wants a perfect future and wants to lay down new rules for the stars. If he really achieves all this, do you think he will let a group of demons who only know destruction in his new world?
Wandering around?"
Elodus's expression turned even darker.
And Cassanatil, who had been paying attention to it, snorted proudly:
"No! There will be no good end for the Burning Legion who followed Sargeras to the dark side. The best outcome for them in the future is to be thrown into the battlefield in the center of the stars by the Dark Titan, and to fight against those void creatures that cannot be killed cleanly.
It’s a life-and-death fight, this is waste, you know that, right?”
"Sargeras has never regarded us as his confidants, otherwise why would he rebuild the Dark Pantheon without telling us?"
"Those Titans, even if they were killed by Sargeras himself, they are still the people Sargeras trusts most, and we haha, even the deceivers and polluters are only useful, but they can be abandoned at any time.
Just a bitch."
The Dread Lord was like a poisonous snake, sprinkling its vicious venom into Elodus' heart bit by bit.
"Those demons who were born in the Twisting Void have no brains. They cannot consider this terrifying future, but we, the Nathrezim and the Eredar, we are the brains of the Burning Legion. We should not just look at the present.
We must consider our respective futures. You are a leader, and I am also a leader. When we make decisions, we must think more about the people who follow us."
"We Nasrezim won't talk about it. We are the oldest demonic civilization born in the twisted void. Our ancestors originally stayed in the mother star to study dark arts. Although we occasionally fought wars, overall
, we are different from those demons who are naturally warlike. The pursuit of war to destroy the stars is inconsistent with the will of the Nasrezim civilization. We were forcibly recruited into the Burning Legion by Sargeras."
"We lost our freedom."
Cassanatil said with a sigh:
"And what about you? Eredar people, you were living happily in the world of Argus, but Sargeras destroyed your world and you because he took a fancy to the star soul of your world.
Not to mention the civilization that turned you into the devil Archimonde, a lunatic bent on pursuing power. You are the most trusted confidant of the fraudster. I think you don’t know that in the heart of the fraudster, in fact,
You also have regrets, right?"
General Elodus shook his head, but did not answer the question.
But it knows that, indeed, the fraudster sometimes locks himself alone in his own temple. Perhaps the great devil does regret destroying his own planet and civilization.
"Haha, you are in the same situation as Azeroth."
Cassanatir saw the change in Elodus's expression and knew that its temptation had almost achieved its goal. It coughed lightly and said to Elodus:
"Argus has star souls, and so does Azeroth. Argus has civilization, and so does Azeroth. And when you eredar encounter the Legion, you will be more advanced and powerful than the civilization of Azeroth.
It’s a pity that your will is not as strong as that of a group of barbarians. You just surrendered to Sargeras, so humbly offered up the future of your world and race, and then you fell to where you are now.”
The Dread Lord looked at the vast stars in front of him, and a strange pride seemed to appear in his eyes. He said:
"But Azeroth doesn't."
"The weak world has been resisting. They have persisted until now, and their persistence has paid off."
"As long as you survive this final battle, that world will become the savior under the stars. That is an achievement that you Eredar people will never be able to achieve, and their victory also made it clear. Lord Eloldus,
Listen to me, there will never be a way out if you act like a dog to others. Only by living like a human being and gritting your teeth like a human being can you possibly touch the last hope."
Cassanatil patted the demon general on the shoulder again and said:
"But to be honest, it's not too late to repent now."
"You cannot return to the world of Argus, but the Nathrezim will welcome you to settle in the two worlds of Nathresa and La'Encona."
The first lord of the Dread Lord said very kindly:
"The Nathrezim and the Eredar, two demon races with wisdom and power, have joined forces to form a brotherly alliance. Our demon empire will start from those two planets, just like the world of Azeroth.
Just like our journey, we will have endless territory, endless wealth, and we will build a huge empire among the stars! We will build a powerful empire comparable to the Burning Legion!"
"You like power, don't you? My brother, by that time, you will have real power and not the power given by others."
"That is where the true eredar kingship lies! Believe me, my brother Elodus, with just one small adventure, our future will be bright!"
Cassanatir's statement that he was full of ambitions also gave Elodus, who could not turn back, some expectations for the future. Being able to take the opportunity to climb to the throne of the great devil, this Eredar devil is somewhat daring to fight.
Feeling lonely, it took a deep breath, looked at the stars, and filled the fear in its heart with a touch of hope. But soon, it thought of another question. It looked at Cassanatil and asked:
"I want to ask you a question, Cassanatir. As you said, I am a leader and you are also a leader. So how do you reconcile the ideological differences between the tribesmen?"
"Um?"
Cassanatir looked at Elodus in confusion. It didn't seem to understand Elodus's thoughts. It asked:
"What disagreement?"
"It's just a difference of opinion!"
Elodus said sadly:
"Not all Eredar demons are willing to follow me. Ishka called me a wolf-hearted person and just sat back and watched my tribe being attacked by other demons. In fact, I had no choice. They were unwilling to obey me or even accept my orders. What should I do?
Protect them? And now, we have to leave the Legion, and certainly not everyone will be willing to fight against the Dark Titan."
"Ah, easy!"
The first lord of the Dread Lord waved his paw and said softly:
"There will always be people who think differently than you. If you kill all those demons with unique ideas, wouldn't there be no problem?"
"Huh? Is it that crude and simple?"
Elodus's eyes widened, and the First Lord of Nasrezim shrugged:
"Of course! It's that simple. Otherwise, what do you think I've been doing these past few months?"
"In order to welcome you, I "cleaned up" the two planets of the Nasrezim. The Nasrezim cannot harm each other, so I hired the soul hunter Imenar.
The interstellar mercenary group went to 'persuade' my obsessive compatriots, those bastards were very clever and saved me a lot of time."
As Cassanatir spoke, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he said sadly:
"The only pity is that my once loyal subordinate, the stubborn third lord Varimathras, called me a tyrant, but he is loyal to the Dark Titan. Balnazzar and I, as well as Tichondrius, who knows the general situation,
We can't convince it even if we all fight together."
The First Lord stroked the new ring on his finger, which was also made from the skull of the Dread Lord, and sighed:
"It's a pity that it is actually quite capable. It may become the governor of the Demonic Empire in the future."
Elodus glanced at the skull ring entwined with the wailing demon soul on Cassanatir's finger, as well as the cane in his hand decorated with the skulls of his own race, and the Eredar demon struck suddenly.
Chills.
it suddenly realized
My new partner is not a good person either.
With the help of the Ethereal Fleet, the Azeroth Vanguard spent a few days bringing the Antolan Wasteland under its control. In this land infected by evil energy, there are still many wandering
The demons are unwilling to surrender and are still resisting. However, as the second batch of legions enters the world of Argus, the survival position of these demons will be squeezed bit by bit, until finally, they will either surrender and become the warlocks of the Black Sickle Council.
Their contracted demons are either hacked to death and used as "nutrition" for the swarm's weapons.
The "Leviathan Worm" developed by the Wither and the Insect Aqir Empire has been tested on the Marton battlefield and is already a decisive weapon that can be used in actual combat. In the face of the doomsday decisive battle against the attacking Burning Legion,
At this moment, such weapons will definitely appear. After all, the world of Argus is just a frontline position. The real battlefield of the decisive battle is still in the world of Azeroth, and this land filled with evil energy will also become a way to delay the attack of the demons.
The best quagmire of war.
The Vanguard Army's excavation of the ruins of the Burning Throne is also on track. Every day, the demon's creations are sent back to the base for research, and some materials that can be used will also be collected. Some evil things in the ruins of the Demon Throne are also on track.
The artifacts will be regarded as trophies and sent back to the world of Azeroth. Under the full operation of the propaganda system, they will be used to inspire the people of the world to maintain the courage to resist.
However, the lower level of the ruins of the Burning Throne is tightly sealed, and the passage from the Antorus Mountains into the World Core is guarded by the Thundercast Legion of the Titan Guardians. In the World Core of Argus, sleeping and twisted
Another fallen titan, Argus the Annihilator, is not an enemy that mortals can fight against. The guardians send cautious messages to the outside world. Until this threat is eliminated, the Antolan Wasteland still maintains a state of martial law.
.
Of course, the Titan Guardians do not have the ability to deal with an adult Titan infused with evil energy, even if its threat is slightly smaller than Aggramar.
The Great Guardian Lai entrusted a big shot who could solve the problem to deal with the troubles in Argus. Although he did not specify who it was, in the headquarters of the Vanguard Army, this was already a secret that did not need to be explained.
In the world of Azeroth, there is only one person who can solve such troubles.
In the darkness of the world of Argus, Tyrion walks in the dead world of this destroyed world. After Yuna connects to the death star sea, the great lord can enter a certain planet in the living world through the connection to the death star sea.
In the realm of death.
The death world of Argus has also been affected by the decay of all things in the world. The area has become smaller and the environment has become dilapidated. The endless dead souls surging in it also made the great lord frown.
The native species in this world are either transformed into eredar demons, and then they are mercilessly killed by the demons. All the undead in this world are crowded into this small world of death. The death mutations here are much worse than those in Tyrion.
The dementors we saw when we entered the dead realm of Azeroth were even more terrifying.
Death has been affected by evil energy, causing the souls in this broken world of death to undergo a vicious evolution. Those wailing dead souls merged together and became terrifying monsters with distorted faces, just like the original monsters.
When the lord released Yuna's soul, he killed that miserable monster of flesh and bones, like the Thousand-Faced Devourer.
It is necessary to kill all these monsters and restore calm to the dead souls before planting the seeds of the Tree of Reincarnation here to re-realize the cycle of life and death in the Argus world. But now, the big lord does not have the time to deal with these monsters. He
Walking in the dead world of Argus is to solve the biggest trouble in this world.
In the death world in front of the great lord, the core of the planet Argus and the fallen Titan sleeping in it are like shadows separated by a veil of mist.
He could see the fallen Titan Argus standing there in the pure evil energy in the core of the world filled with dark green evil energy.
That was one of the members of the Dark Pantheon who was given the name of Nirvana by Sargeras. He looked hopeless. He seemed to be sleeping deeply, but just letting him stay here, obviously
No, this is a threat and must be eliminated.
"Ahem"
Tyrion coughed lightly. He was suspended on the edge of the blending of the death world and the real world. He intertwined his hands on his abdomen and let his black windbreaker and long hair blow in the air. He said in a voice that penetrated directly into his soul:
