A few days later, Tichondrius returned to Azeroth, and as expected, his "companions" were waiting for news about him.
"Tell me about it."
Still in the hut of the Demon Slayer clan, Cassanatil leaned on his chair and looked at Tichondrius in front of him with a playful look. This guy still had traces of being burned by the flames. It was obvious that he had been burned by the flames.
, it suffered enough this time.
The other Dread Lords also looked at Tichondrius. Of course, the question they were thinking about was that this guy actually came back alive...he was really lucky.
"Bang"
Something was put back on the table, and it turned out to be the "Hammer of Khazgoroth" that Tichondrius had taken away before. The stone hammer was shining with a blue halo, and it looked the same as before.
"I dedicated it to the Dark Titan. Lord Sargeras is very satisfied with our work!"
Tichondrius glanced at the other fear lords and said in a humble tone:
"Through the Hammer of Khaz'goroth, Lord Sargeras confirmed the location of the Titan Spirits scattered among the stars, but those Holy Spirits are protected by the magic of Norgannon, the Keeper of Mysteries, so it will take some time for the Dark Titan to break that magic.
, but Lord Sargeras still issued an order for us to continue searching for the remaining Pillars of Creation."
"The most important one is the "Eye of Aman'Thul" placed in the elven city of Suramax Sha'dorei, which is the only most powerful time-related artifact among all the Pillars of Creation."
"As long as we find it and confirm the location of God King Aman'Thul, Lord Sargeras' biggest threat in the stars will be eliminated. Considering that we may need the power of this holy hammer, the Governor is responsible for
Lord Aggramar, who was responsible for this incident, asked me to bring the Holy Hammer back, and he released the seal of the Holy Hammer, and now we can also use its power."
Tichondrius paused, and glanced at Kasanatil's face. The latter's face showed no sadness or joy, and he did not seem to be surprised by the news. The novice first lord of Nasrezim raised the table
As expected, the hammer of Khazgoroth, which had previously instinctively fought back whenever it touched evil energy, became docile. With this hammer in hand, Kasanatil felt like he was holding the mountains.
feeling.
"Keep talking..."
The first lord said without raising his head. Tichondrius did not dare to refute and continued:
"In recognition of our contribution to the Legion's cause, Lord Aggramar taught us the command of all the demons on the planet Marton. In addition, the legions of the 33 star fields near Argus and Azeroth
The main forces will gradually arrive in the star field where the planet Azeroth is located. As long as we find all the Pillars of Creation, these legions will attack together and completely destroy Azeroth."
"Um?"
Cassanatil raised its head, looked at Tichondrius, and asked softly:
"So, who is the commander in chief of these 33 legions?"
This question that went straight to the core of the problem caused the sweat on Tichondrius's forehead to burst out. It stammered:
"It's...it's the Deceiver, Kil'jaeden..."
"Bang"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tichondrius received a sharp claw on his cheek. Amidst the blood splattered with evil energy, his entire body was trampled under the feet of Cassanatil, and the first lord's whole body
Exuding a cold and bone-chilling murderous aura, it stared at Tichondrius and said word by word:
"Is this how you do things? We spent so much energy! We paid so much! In the end, we still made Kil'jaeden's wedding dress! Say! Did you betray us and fall back into the arms of the fraudster?
"
The other Dread Lords also came closer with sinister expressions on their faces, and Balnazzar said harshly:
"Why don't we kill it, boss? This bastard is just a weakling. He must have colluded with Kil'jaeden and robbed us of the fruits of victory!"
"Cut off its head and take out its soul!"
Varimathras also looked unwilling. It took the Dread Lords more than 2 years to get the Pillars of Creation, but they only got so few benefits, which was obviously unsatisfactory.
Tichondrius, who had already guessed this result, had already prepared the plan on the way back. It pretended to be panicked and shouted:
"No! No! I didn't make it clear! Everyone, listen to me!"
"The Dark Titan's order is for Kil'jaeden to cooperate with us and find the Pillar of Creation first. In other words, before picking up the Pillar of Creation, it must obey our orders!"
"Haha, but the Pillars of Creation will be collected long ago. That is the order of Lord Sargeras. Who dares to delay it indefinitely... In the end, you still messed up the matter, you traitor!"
Balnazar patted Tichondrius's cheek with his sharp claws, and bloody wounds appeared on the face of the Dread Lord. The pain made Tichondrius tremble all over, like a quilt.
The old dog had broken its spine. A trace of sinisterness flashed across its face red with green blood. It looked at the other Dread Lords and screamed:
"As long as we kill Kil'jaeden before we get the Pillars of Creation! Control of the 33 legions will be ours forever!"
This shout made other Dread Lords change their expressions, and a strange smile appeared on Cassanatil's face. It removed the hoof that was stepping on Tichondrius's chest, and reached out to lift Tichondrius from the ground.
He pulled it up and patted the dust off his body with an "affectionate" gesture.
"That's right."
The First Lord put his arms around Tichondrius, whose face was covered with blood, and said to the other two Dread Lords:
"This is the answer I want, brothers."
Kasanatil waved to the other two Dread Lords, and after they sat down, it looked at the confused expressions of its companions, and then whispered:
"To be honest, the news that Tichondrius brought back has made me unexpectedly satisfied. You have now seen the cold reality clearly. As long as Kil'jaeden does not die for a day, we will never think of taking another step to deceive.
Those who want to control the legion with one hand will not allow challengers to appear, but our achievements have been passed back to Lord Sargeras, and it can no longer suppress us."
"Kill it, no, no, no, you can't say it so bluntly, it should be an accident..."
The First Lord's dagger-like claws collided in the air, and with sparks flying, he lowered his voice:
"Azeroth has buried Archimonde. This is a very evil world. No one knows it better than us. Kil'jaeden does not believe in this evil. It will always enter this world with its reckless will.
In the trap set by the barbarians for it, everything will fall into place, and when poor Kil'jaeden dies here, it will be our turn to appear!"
"We have the power given by Lord Sargeras himself. Who dares to challenge us? No one! By that time, it will be the command of 33 legions! Brothers, where can we go? The entire stars will become our hunting ground.
!”
"More importantly..."
Cassanatil's eyes narrowed, and he said like a poisonous snake spitting out letters:
"The best thing is that we don't even need to get involved. We only need to pass the news of Kil'jaeden's arrival to the barbarians in this world... and they will help us solve this trouble!"
"This group of evil native barbarians in Azeroth have this ability, don't they?"
The other Dreadlords didn't answer. This group of cunning people with dark wisdom can just play along, but once they need to personally perform their duties, like now, no one is willing to be the leader.
"Haha, it's come to this. Even if you don't want to, there is no other way to go, unless you are willing to continue to be a pawn under Kil'jaeden!"
Cassanatil seemed to have guessed this scene a long time ago, and he waved his paw in a dazed way:
"Go away and do your own thing. If you continue to hesitate, when the time comes, I will do it myself. When I take over the power, don't say that I didn't give you a chance... Go back and be good
Think about it, there is still some time..."
"Tichondrius, you stay!"
The most peripheral of the three Dread Lords walking toward the door suddenly stopped, while Balnazzar and Varimathras patted Tichondrius, whose face was covered with blood, with sarcastic and sarcastic smiles.
, the character of the new boss is not suitable to be described as "revenge". This time Tichondrius messed up, it will definitely not be easy to get over.
This guy is in trouble tonight.
After the other two Dread Lords left, Cassanatil stood up, closed his eyes, and swept through the entire camp of the Demon Slayer clan with powerful spiritual power. After confirming that there were no other listeners, this first
The lord seemed to have completely given up his disguise, and the expression on his face became lazy.
Behind it, Tichondrius's eyes also became blank. In a trance, Antonidas's soul regained control of the body.
"How was it? Did everything go well?"
Turalyon, who had put down his disguise, looked at his fellow travelers, who nodded tiredly, and the two Dread Lords communicated through spiritual links:
"I went to see Sargeras, and sure enough, our disguise couldn't be concealed from him, and he discovered my existence very easily."
Antonidas said in a heavy tone:
"What Tyrion said is true. Even without the Burning Legion, Sargeras could easily destroy Azeroth by himself. You haven't seen the power of the Dark Titan with your own eyes. No, that's already
It can't be described as powerful. Just the covering of will can make people think of the terrifying scene of the planet shattering and the sun collapsing. I'm afraid even the word "god" cannot describe him."
"As Tyrion said...the threat of the Burning Legion is nothing compared to Sargeras himself."
The Archmage was a little scared, but also a little relieved and said:
"Fortunately, we also have a titan here... Elune, the moon goddess in the elves' mouth, the world spirit of Azeroth, the titan who has not yet awakened. I didn't expect that she actually exists, and we are still here.
We have to rely on her as the trump card for the final counterattack..."
Turalyon nodded slowly, he was concerned about another question:
"Do you think Tyrion's extremely risky plan has a chance of success?"
This time the Archmage did not answer immediately. He thought for a moment and then nodded slowly:
"The possibility of success is very small, but Sargeras is indeed looking for the lost souls of the Titans. He has already found one, Aggramar, and he was corrupted into a fallen Titan. This proves that the souls of the Titans still have
With such powerful power, the Pillars of Creation are useless in our hands. Elune is sleeping and cannot sense the location of the other Titans. Even if she could sense them, Azeroth's current civilization power would not be able to defeat them.
Awakening, so why not give it to Sargeras!"
Antonidas scratched his beard out of habit, but it was in vain. He was now controlling the body of the Dread Lord, which made the Archmage sigh:
"At least the Dark Titan can locate the Titan Souls, and only he has the ability to capture the sleeping Titan Souls in the vast sea of stars. When he collects all those souls, we may still find a way to remove them from Agu.
To bring Si back to Azeroth... If we don't take this risk, then we may get nothing."
"Look how desperate we are."
Turalyon couldn't help but clenched his fists, and he said unwillingly:
"You actually adopted such a crazy method to protect yourself and the whole world. Wait, you said Sargeras recognized you, then will he tell the fraudster the news? Do you need to hide it for a while first?
"
"No! I don't think he would do that!"
A glimmer of light flashed in Antonidas's eyes:
"Although Sargeras did not respond directly, it is obvious that our challenge has attracted his interest. He will not take the initiative to sabotage our struggle for survival, just like the giant does not care about the resistance of the ants under his feet... let alone
, I can feel that the Dark Titan does not seem to completely trust the demons under his command, and the Deceiver also seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with the Dark Titan."
"Sargeras obviously trusts his former brothers and sisters more. His intention to form the Dark Pantheon... shows that he also realizes the limitations of fighting alone, and he also needs allies... On the battlefield against the void, he also
Only Titans who can rival him are qualified to be his allies."
The Archmage stroked the smooth forehead of the Dread Lord's body, finished his guess, and then told all the recent information about the legion in his memory:
"The Deceiver has no intention of rushing to the planet of Mardun immediately. On the contrary, it will send several subordinates to lead a legion of Mardun to conduct a raid on Azeroth in the past few days. I took a look at it before leaving.
According to the battle plan, the target should be the Tomb of Sargeras, as if to bring something out of it."
"Oh, by the way! Turalyon, the Deceiver is still thinking of ways to deal with you. He is very dissatisfied with your active performance and wants you to die in an accident. Moreover, it seems that he no longer trusts the Scourge of the Undead, and, finally,
A very important news...Deathwing is back..."
"Well, this information is very valuable. We need to send it to Tyrion as quickly as possible... Wait, who did you just say is back?"
