On top of the ice tower in the North, Tichondrius, the first lord of Nathrezim, stood alone on the cold tower, his hazy eyes full of anger.
The layout in Quel'Thalas was not a whim. In fact, after realizing the existence of the Sunwell, Tichondrius became interested in this magical object. In its view, Archimonde ordered
They are looking for objects in Azeroth that can open the Legion's portal for the Legion to enter this world. This is a meaningless thing in itself, because the Sunwell!
The treasure of the high elves, the Sunwell exuding endless magic was modeled after the Well of Eternity in the ancient elven empire. Ten thousand years ago, Tichondrius, who was only the high lord of Nathrezim, also served as
The Commander participated in that invasion and saw firsthand the power of the Well of Eternity.
If the Salvation Alliance hadn't tried their best to blow up the Well of Eternity, the portal using the Well of Eternity as its energy source could even tear apart the stars and allow the powerful Dark Titan to enter the world... In other words,
Ten thousand years ago, the demons were really only one step away from victory.
Of course, there is no point in dwelling on past failures, but no matter who wants to do something big, they must learn to learn from failures. Tichondrius considers himself a smart man, so he learns from past failures.
I learned one thing, if there is a chance to destroy Azeroth, then we must do it in one step and project a power that the world cannot bear at once.
After all, this world is too evil... Even the Dark Titan has never forgotten this world. This is enough to show that there are many mysteries in Azeroth that the demons don't know.
In Tichondrius' view, Archimonde and his legion were too slow to occupy and destroy the world as they did ten thousand years ago, and in its plan, the Sunwell of Quel'Thalas, the eternal
The poor imitation of the well is the key to the success or failure of the Legion's invasion.
"What a stupid and stubborn guy. As long as we have the Sunwell, we don't need anything else. We can open a portal above Quel'Thalas that is large enough to accommodate all members of the Legion."
The first lord of Nasrezim stood alone in the wind and snow, muttering in an angry tone.
It had secretly discussed this bold idea with the Deceiver, but the Deceiver refused to comment on it. Tichondrius knew very well that this was because the Deceiver was afraid of Archimonde after successfully conquering Azeroth.
, the status of polluters will become higher than that of fraudsters... This is the intrigue of the big guys.
This is a necessary precaution from the perspective of Tichondrius, but from the perspective of the legion, it is shameful... Although it surrendered to the fraudster very early, it does not mean that it is willing to be a dog leg.
Deep in the heart of Kedios, it also has the same expectation as Kasanatil, that is, under its leadership, Nasrezim can regain its former glory.
But unfortunately, its status in the Legion is not important enough for the Dark Titan to put down what it is doing and listen to its adventurous plan in person. Therefore, Tichondrius can only do it by himself, hiding it from Archimonde.
Hiding the truth from the fraudster, he made a backup for this invasion... Once Archimonde failed, Tichondrius believed that his opportunity would come to take the lead.
"But the stupid Darkan actually sent himself into the cage. How stupid this archmage must be!"
Tichondrius cursed again. A very important reason why the Dread Lord needs Darkan is that the tricky Bandirenor Barrier will greatly suppress the activity ability of low-level undead. Although it is proud, it is not arrogant yet.
Thinking that they can take care of the entire Silvermoon City by themselves, those weird spellbreakers were powerless when facing Sarain, but when they faced the demons who used traditional magic and evil energy, they were uncompromising.
Mage killer.
Tichondrius, who cherishes his life, naturally cannot take risks on his own. His idea is very simple. He only needs to seduce Darkan to destroy the barrier, and the rest can be left to the undead under the Lich King to do the rest.
.Anyway, wasn’t that what they were originally formed to do?
Let the mindless undead die and pave the way for the Legion's victory.
But now, Darkan, who knows the location of the barrier stone, is imprisoned, and all this has come to nothing.
"Tichondrius, your compatriots are waiting for you..."
Just when the First Lord was sulking, the Lich King's calm and hollow voice sounded in its heart, which made the First Lord even more impatient:
"Go away! Ner'zhul, how many times have I told you not to peek into my mind...or I will make you pay the price!"
"hehe"
The Lich King chuckled:
"But isn't that what the deceiver wants me to do by strengthening the power of my mind? I say it again, your compatriots are all back, and they are "waiting" for you. If I were you, Tichondrius, I would
Be prepared to face anything, because their expressions don't look very...normal."
"Um?"
Tichondrius was awakened by the Lich King's aggravated tone, and he suddenly realized some bad signs.
The Nasrezim are cunning by nature, and it is almost their natural instinct to use intrigues and tricks to achieve their goals. Therefore, becoming the first lord of the Dread Lord is not an easy task, because you have to always be careful about those who appear to be loyal and honest under your command.
Lords, in the system of the Dread Lord, there is no such thing as "qualifications", and there may be a conspiracy planned against the first lord almost every day.
And if the First Lord is taken down by a conspiracy or dies, it can only mean that the First Lord is not cunning enough to command the entire group of Dread Lords, and the second and third Lords will not sit back and watch the First Lord lose power.
When the lord returns, they will only seize every opportunity to step on the fallen lord several times to prevent him from turning over, and then try every means possible to ascend to the high position of the first lord.
This is the social form of the Dread Demon King. It is cruel and crazy, but it can ensure that the race will always be ruled by the most cunning and powerful demon king, thus ensuring the continuation of the race.
The most proud thing about the current lord Tichondrius is that with the help of Kil'jaeden, after the disappearance of the first lord Cassanatir, he firmly sat in the position of the first lord, and firmly sat on that position.
Position until now... This is a testament to Tichondrius's evil wisdom.
But now, when Tichondrius walked into the dark tower and saw the strange smiles on the faces of his companions, he realized that another conspiracy against him had begun, and the strangest thing was that this
Once, it didn't get the news in advance, which means that maybe the worst case scenario happened.
"I ask you to find strange objects that open the portal for the legion, and choose a landing point for the undead to land in northern Xinjiang..."
The First Lord sat arrogantly on his throne. He looked at his companions below and shouted in a sharp voice:
"Are you all done?"
"Of course, we did a good job and accomplished everything, even better than you expected!"
Demon Lord Bernholle raised the black, heavy book in his paw. Just a moment of swaying, the smell of magic emanated from the book, and the veteran Lord of Fear Demon also used a sarcastic expression.
It looked at its first lord, and after a moment, it deliberately raised its voice and said:
“And we found a perfect opportunity!”
"Perfect? What kind of perfect opportunity can you come up with in your mind? I'd love to hear it."
Tichondrius smiled sarcastically, the huge bat wings behind it slowly folded, and it lazily supported its chin with its sharp claws:
"Say it, I'm listening."
"Desai Locke, you discovered this opportunity, please tell me."
Bernholler took a step back. Behind him, the weakest fear devil did not hide the pride on his face. It stood in the frozen hall and said smugly:
"Just this morning, there were abnormal energy fluctuations in the Sunwell of Quel'Thalas... I sensed a conspiracy, so I went to Quel'Thalas myself, and guess what I discovered
What?"
When Deserok said the word "Quel'Thalas", Tichondrius's magical heart beat a beat faster, but it remained calm on the surface and waved its paw casually:
"Stop being so pretentious, Desai Locke, tell me now!"
"Well, you're always so impatient."
A trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the weakest Dread Lord. It thought Tichondrius was deliberately suppressing it, but it did not show it. It coughed lightly and said:
"There was a riot in Quel'Thalas. A Sarain, a monster from the Dark Blade Legion. In short, she attacked the towns of Quel'Thalas, causing the death of thousands of elves. The Sun King used the Sun
The power of the well suppressed her, and the best thing is that Sarain must be an important figure in the Dark Blade Legion. The elves were afraid of the revenge of the Dark Blade Undead, so they transferred most of the troops in the territory to the south... and
The human army is also moving towards southern Quel'Thalas."
"This is the opportunity you found? This makes no sense at all."
The more Tichondrius listened, the more he felt something was wrong. It was eager to suppress this opportunity because it realized that it might not be the only one to discover the importance of the Well of Eternity. However, its suppression had no effect this time because it had always been in the past.
The other lords standing with it didn't pay attention to its meaning at all. On the contrary, they just folded their arms and watched this scene as if they were watching a play.
And Bernholler simply started the conversation:
"It's meaningless? Tichondrius, has your brain been eaten by vampires? There's something in Quel'Thalas, don't you think we know it? Come on! The Sunwell! The elves don't have much.
We need to use our military strength to defend the Sunwell. This is our chance! As long as we quickly break through the defenses of Quel'Danas, the most powerful source of magic in Azeroth will fall into our hands."
"With this book! And the Scepter of Sargeras that we are about to get, we can transport all the legion's troops to this world at once, to every corner of this world! Complete the occupation of this world in an instant!"
The devil slapped the black book in his hand and said mockingly:
"Don't tell me that you can't see this future, First Lord, that will make us doubt your evil wisdom..."
"The Scepter of Sargeras? Will you get it soon?"
There is no need to doubt the evil wisdom of Tichondrius. It almost immediately grasped the important part of Bernhorer's words that was not said. It stood up from the throne, and with the flapping of bat wings behind it, it raised its head
The voice asked:
"What does this mean? What are you planning behind my back? The Scepter of Sargeras fell into the hands of the Darkblade Undead. The current situation and everything they did in Draenor have proven that they are not
The opponent we should provoke now! What exactly have you done?"
"Not us!"
Varimathras, who was watching this scene, suddenly said:
"It's not us! Tichondrius, it's "it"! You should ask, what did it do!"
"it?"
The First Lord has realized that his compatriots have been united by another guy, which makes it feel the madness coming from it. It stares at Varimathras and Bain Holler, and it uses a sharp voice
Asked:
"Who is it? Why didn't I know that the Legion also sent other forerunners to this world? Or...everyone, have you betrayed the Legion?"
"哐"
The moment Tichondrius's doubtful words fell, the door of the frozen hall was pushed open, and a whole team of fully armed Frost Vrykul and a Crypt Lord walked in. The Lich King's deep voice
It also rang in the hall:
"Who? Who betrayed the Legion?"
"Betraitors will only die!"
"Get out!"
Tichondrius secretly observed the expressions of his companions, and after a moment, he shouted loudly:
"Get your dead people out! Ner'zhul, this is not your business! Get out!"
"Yes! Sir..."
Ner'zhul very respectfully ordered the most powerful undead under his command to leave. After the hall returned to calm again, Tichondrius had regained the initiative. The Lich King's cooperation made him very satisfied.
This is obviously a quiet reminder to its restless compatriots, whose hand holds the most powerful gun now.
This move did make the faces of the Dread Lords change slightly. After a moment, Bernholler said reluctantly:
"Casanatir, you said it betrayed the Legion and asked us to get rid of it, but it didn't. It has been lurking in Azeroth, collecting intelligence for the Legion. It was also it that made suggestions for us to modify the Legion's landing.
Plan... In order to show its loyalty, it took the initiative to undertake the most dangerous mission, going to the Dark Blade to steal the Scepter of Sargeras... And we also figured out what it was doing during the hundreds of years it had been missing,
Frankly... it was a really humiliating experience."
"So you're on the opposite side of me because of it?"
When Tichondrius heard the name "Casanatir", its eyes narrowed suddenly. It understood who the challenger was, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of its mouth:
"I thought you had obeyed my order to get rid of it, but I didn't expect that it actually instigated my compatriots to rebel. The former first lord was really powerful... Haha, please tell it its plan.
It's great, but now, it belongs to me... It's not the only one who noticed Quel'Thalas. I've been laying out the plans there for a long time. The next work will be done without you. I will complete it alone.
it!"
"Go away, send all the plague cauldrons to northern Xinjiang. You have 10 days to complete this task, and then let Cassanatil come to see me... I have a lot to say to him.
