The Demon Slayer clan is one of the many vrykul clans in Stormheim. It is divided into two branches: Bonespeakers and Dek'gar. They are quite powerful. Unfortunately, the leader of the Demon Slayer Vrykul is not very good.
The queen likes to start wars, so the Demonslayer clan has always stayed in the southwest of Stormheim, living a life without any disputes with the world.
However, after the arrival of the Dread Lords, this peaceful life ended. Varimathras, the cunning Dread Lord, seduced Skovald, the son of the queen of the Demon Slayer clan, and allowed him to embark on a journey of conquest.
The reckless man who followed the path led his troops to kill his mother, inherited the throne, took the lead in drinking evil energy, and became a more powerful evil vrykul.
With Skovald holding great power, he began to fight everywhere. In the past few years, he led the Fel Vrykul to defeat many clans in one fell swoop. He was ambitious and called himself the God King. Under the instigation of the Dread Lords,
He wholeheartedly wanted to challenge Odin, the main god believed by the Vrykul, and obtain the Shield of Aggramar stored in the Valarjar Temple to prove his bravery.
Of course, just by listening to the name, you can tell that the Shield of Aggramar, like the Hammer of Khaz'goroth, is a divine object used by the Titans of Creation, and is also one of the five Pillars of Creation.
The Dread Lords were very clever in their calculations. They spent several months figuring out the myths and beliefs of the local Vrykul people. They knew about the grudge between the Titan Guardian Odin and the Queen of the Hell Abyss, Hela.
, but the Dread Lords who were busy looking for the Pillar of Creation had no intention of intervening in the grudge between the two guardians. They adopted a very cunning method.
Tens of thousands of years ago, Odin was sealed in the Valargar Fortress by Hela and the betrayed Guardian, but the Guardian could use phantoms to observe the world. He once tried to keep the local Vrykul brave
According to the tradition, the strongest person who can pass the three tests set by Odin will get the Shield of Aggramar.
Of course, the brave Vrykul who obtained the Shield of Aggramar naturally joined Odin's side. Odin, who was trapped in the Hall of Valor, could defeat Hela through this hero holding the divine object.
to lift Valarjar's seal.
This is also where Odin is criticized. As the chief administrator of the Titan Guardians, he has a rigid pursuit of etiquette and rules. To put it simply, he likes to play such flashy routines and always likes to put a label on his actions.
With a coat of glory and courage, he has indeed done many things wrong. Just like other Titan guardians, he also has his own emotions and desires.
But the problem is that when Odin set up the three trials, he may have overestimated the Vrykul people. In short, until now, tens of thousands of years have passed, and few people can pass these trials.
As for this trial, it has almost become a myth passed down by the local Vrykul people. However, Skovard, who has the support of demons, is already ready for the trial...
But before he really started, he still needed to prepare a few things.
And now, on the night when the tauren of Highmountain were defeated, the large camp of the Demonskirting Vrykul clan in Stormheim was filled with joy. The bloodthirsty fel warriors were reveling, drinking, and mating. Their god-king Sko
Walder sat proudly on the throne made of bones. In order to show his bravery, he blinded his left eye with his own hands. It is said that this was to pay tribute to Odin who was blind in one eye.
In short, after winning a big victory, Skovard was in a good mood. He asked his servants to bring his son and daughter, and then half-coaxed and half-deceived him to give them a glass of wine, and he drank it with laughter.
Had a glass of wine.
Look carefully!
Under the illumination of the moonlight and the big bonfire, the wine glass was still shining with dark green evil energy...
This lunatic! Not only did he drink evil energy himself, he also fed it to his children with his own hands!
And amidst all the noise, in a shed far away from the central area of the clan, a very important conversation is taking place. Several Dread Lords who have shrunk their bodies to the level of mortals are gathering here, and there is a faint blue light shining.
The holy hammer was placed on the table in front of them.
Outside this shack, a layer of evil energy barrier shining with a faint halo is in operation, which can ensure that the conversation of the Dread Lords will not be heard by anyone.
"That loser Deselok is dead..."
Cassanatil, who was sitting on the chair, scratched his chin and said irritably:
"What a waste. He was actually killed by a stupid cow. Now, we have one less useful person on hand."
"Boss, you can't really blame it."
After hearing the news, the Dread Lord Balnazzar, who rushed back from the ruins of Azsuna in the westernmost part of the Broken Islands, smiled cunningly and said softly:
"Who would have thought that the power of this holy hammer could be so terrifying. Deserok's death is his own fault. It is too weak and not worthy of being a member of the Council of Fear. But this holy hammer...if we hold it in our hands, it will
I'm afraid the attack can easily separate a mountain."
Probably seeing the greed shining in Balnazzar's eyes, Varimathras, who was sitting on the other side, snorted coldly, slapped away Balnazar's claws that were grabbing the Holy Hammer, and said in a deep voice:
"Don't touch it. The Titan energy inside this thing instinctively repels evil energy. Titan must have left some "safety locks", and we can't leave it in our hands."
"What's the meaning?"
Balnazar asked with some disappointment:
"You still want to give away such a treasure?"
"Send it back!"
Cassanatir glanced gloomily at the Holy Hammer in front of him, and the cruel and powerful first lord said:
"It took us almost two years to finally determine the locations of the five founding pillars. However, except for the Hammer of Khazgoroth, which is easier to obtain, the other four are protected by powerful forces.
There is no way we can get them with just a few of us and those useless motley crews."
"If we want to get all the Pillars of Creation at once, we must get the support of the main force of the legion, but the fraudster, haha, that bastard will definitely not help us so easily. Without his order, we would even mobilize the undead natural disasters.
No...so we need more power, brothers, and the Holy Hammer, this is our certificate of submission!"
The First Lord narrowed his eyes and looked at the three Dread Demon Lords in front of him. He said in a conspiratorial tone:
"We will secretly dedicate this thing to the Dark Titan and prove our abilities to the Dark Titan. At that time, the great Lord Sargeras will know who is his truly trustworthy subordinate. We will fight with the fraudster
As equals, we have the command of the main force of the legion, and as long as we can get all the Pillars of Creation, the rise of Nasrezim...hahahaha, that's right in front of us!"
"We no longer need to beg for scraps from fraudsters!"
Cassanatir's claws touched the surface of the holy hammer, and sparks shot up from the place of contact, illuminating the dim shed. The bright light reflected Cassanatir's ambitious face.
face, the shadow it cast made other fear devils lower their heads subconsciously, especially Tichondrius, the original first lord until now, no matter how unconvinced he was, he had to admit that when it came to his ability and cunning,
To a certain extent, Cassanatil is much stronger than him.
"But now there's a problem, guys."
Cassanatir's eyes fell on the three fear devils in front of him, and there was a hint of impatience in his voice:
"Mal'Ganis died in Stratholme, Deserok was crushed to death by the Holy Hammer, and Bainholler is still playing tricks on the night elves in Kalimdor. Now we are the only four left who can move freely.
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"I want to stay in the Broken Islands to take an overview of the overall situation. That ambitious fool Skovard is also going to start Odin's trial. This is an important matter related to the Shield of Aggramar. I can't get away, so, transport
For the Holy Hammer's mission to return to Argus, we must choose one of the three of you."
As soon as Cassanatir finished speaking, the entire shack became quiet. This task sounds simple, and it seems like an honor to be able to meet the Dark Titan, but it is not...
The actions of the Dread Lords were not recorded in advance within the legion at all. It was equivalent to a small group walking alone. No matter in any system, this kind of self-playing behavior is always disgusted by the leaders.
At present, the Dread Lords are still under the management of the Deceiver, so once the news leaks out, the Messenger who runs back to Argus with the Holy Hammer will almost immediately be arrested by the Deceiver, and it is best to torture him
As a result, once the fraudster is angered, it is possible to be thrown into the soul forge and beaten for ten thousand years.
Secondly, although the world of Argus has a device that directly contacts the Dark Titan, no one present has ever used it or even seen it. There are rumors that there is a terrifying guard in the Burning Temple that no one knows.
Moreover, in the past history, it seems that none of the demons who entered the temple without being summoned could come back, no matter how powerful they were.
And then again, even if the Dark Titan saw the Holy Hammer and rewarded him with great joy, the biggest credit is still Kasanatil who came up with this plan and carried out a successful raid. The guy who went back to report the news was the most
It's just a verbal reward.
To sum up, this beautiful thing of "sending good news" is actually full of dangers. If you are not careful, you will end up being shattered to pieces. With the dark wisdom of the fear demons, it is naturally impossible to think of these hidden dangers.
Therefore, in less than a second, Balnazar immediately shrugged. The rather clever Dread Lord took a step back and whispered:
"My work in Azsuna has gone very deep. Those lingering ghosts have hidden the Tide Stone, but I have found a breakthrough, so I can't leave."
Obviously, Balnazzar is not only worried about the dangers, but also worried that once it leaves, the achievements it has made before will be robbed by the companions who stayed behind. Once others get the Tide Stone in advance, then Balnazar will
Your previous new work will be in vain. Don't overestimate the character of the Dread Lord. Balnazzar believes that these "companions" of his can definitely do such shameless things.
After all, in the view of the Dread Lord, beating sap to grab the fruits of victory is simply the most glorious "tradition".
Upon hearing this, Varimathras and Tichondrius cursed secretly.
Damn it, their little thoughts were revealed.
"I have made contact with some of the Shal'dorei elves in Suramar..."
Varimathras rolled his eyes and whispered:
"I am certain that the infinitely powerful Eye of Aman'Thul is hidden in that city ten thousand years ago. I have to be busy with this matter recently, so this opportunity to make a contribution is given to Lord Tichondrius.
Bar."
"I..."
Tichondrius also wanted to say something, but the next moment, the eyes of the remaining three people fell on it. Looking into Cassanatir's eyes, Tichondrius couldn't help but swallowed.
, it looked around and found that it couldn't escape, so it could only grit its teeth and say:
"Then let me go, but let me declare in advance...if the Dark Titan vetoes this thing, don't expect me to take the blame for you, Cassanatil, you can't take all the good things by yourself!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Cassanatil laughed and patted Tichondrius on the shoulder. The cruel and cunning first lord said softly:
"Don't worry, there will definitely be benefits for you...Brothers, it's time for the Nasrezim Fear Council to change its seats. Think about it, we are risking our lives here to serve the Legion, Anersalon and Memphis.
Toss is hiding behind and enjoying peace and quiet. Do you think this is appropriate? If the second and third lords cannot compete for more benefits for the Legion and Nasrezim, then what is the meaning of their existence?"
A trace of killing intent flashed in Cassanatir's eyes, and he said word by word:
"The good days of those two idiots are over. They think I can't deal with them by clinging to the Deceiver's thighs? Stupid!... Brothers, as long as the Dark Titan gives us more power, I will regroup immediately
Fear Council, by that time, everyone will have merit! Everyone can command at least one legion... We have paid so much for the Dark Titan, and these things are what we deserve!"
"Tell me, okay?"
"good!"
A trace of desire flashed in Tichondrius's eyes. He licked his lips and looked at Cassanatil:
"When it's done, I want the second lord's seat!"
This request made the eyes of Balnazzar and Varimathras jump. They were about to speak when they heard Kasanatil said loudly:
"Okay! This is what you deserve! It's the last minute, brothers, we don't have time to hesitate anymore!"
"Go for it! As long as you can come back alive, the second lord's seat will be yours!"
