This is a world that was torn apart by the hands of the infinitely powerful Dark Titan a long time ago. It was originally a place where the most lawless demons among the stars were imprisoned, but now it has become countless frontline battlefields for the Legion due to the tearing of space.
One, to be precise, the energy generated when the star core exploded was mixed with the evil energy of Sargeras, tearing the space around this star field into a special environment.
The space rules of the stars have disappeared in this sea of stars. It is like a wormhole that has been forcibly opened. As long as there are sufficiently accurate coordinates of the stars, starting from here, you can reach any place the Legion wants to reach.
It is more like a transit point that pours destruction onto countless worlds.
A few years ago, Archimonde, the great demon of the Burning Legion, planned to send troops from here to occupy Azeroth in one fell swoop. The dark titan's biggest enemy was a serious problem. Unfortunately, the powerful demon died like an ant.
Even worse, even the soul couldn't escape back to the Twisting Nether.
And its death represents the failure of a large-scale invasion, which is extremely rare in the history of the Burning Legion's conquests. What's even more terrible is that the great demon Archimonde did not give any instructions to the people stationed there before he died.
The millions of demons in Mardun gave clear instructions, and after its death, would there be a demon lord with a high enough status and strong enough strength to take over the Broken Star? So in the following years, the entire Mardun
Dunton almost turned into a place of chaos.
The destructive desire and violent character of the demons determine that they are very easy to "implode" when they are leaderless, and the nathrezim who operate privately in Azeroth simply cannot spare the time to integrate the Marathon.
The demons of Dun were allowed to attack each other. In the absence of a strong commander, in just a few years, more than a dozen large and small forces appeared on this broken star.
It has almost become a chaotic kingdom with a devilish style.
A curse, a look, or even just because of the leader's sudden brain twitch will cause a huge melee, but the demons living here don't think there is anything wrong with this. On the contrary, they simply love this unmanned person to death.
Take care of the chaotic planet.
In other words, what they like is the kind of chaos without order, which is also the instinct engraved in the bones of demons.
However, when the Burning Legion once again decided to launch a war, the good days of the chaotic demon army on Marton came to an end.
"Hang these bastards' heads up!"
Under the famous chaotic star sea of the Marton planet, and against the background of the green meteors that constantly crashed into the broken planet, the crazy civil war of the demons finally ended under the oppression of the powerful.
The low voice of King Jaraxxus, the new commander of the Marton Legion, sounded in the desolate land among the stars. Under the order of the high-level demon lord of the Eredar, several tall and ferocious-looking evil lords generals
A heavy steel pillar was inserted into the platform in the center of Marton. On the black pillar, hung the heads of more than a dozen demon lords, all of which had just been chopped off. From the stubble on the neck, there were still
Drops of green blood.
The owners of these dozen heads were the demons who had ceded their territory to the throne in the chaotic time. After the Burning Legion regained control of this place, these treasonous bastards immediately paid for their rebellious behavior.
The price...the chopped heads are just a sign of cruelty. Any demon with a brain knows that the souls of these demon lords will be thrown into the soul furnace of the world of Argus and used as the energy source for some powerful weapons.
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And this kind of strong behavior also made the chaos here return to normal in less than 2 days. The demons worship the strong, worship the powerful, and are willing to accept the rule of the powerful. They don't care who they work for, as long as that
As long as a person's methods are strong enough, his heart is ruthless enough, and he is strong enough.
King Jaraxxus meets the above three conditions very well. As one of the first batch of powerful eredar high-level mages to follow the Deceiver into the Legion camp, after receiving the infusion of evil energy, it gained unparalleled magical power.
His body became chaotic and tough in the surge of evil energy, and became very huge, just like a red giant walking on the earth.
Its originally smooth blue skin turned red, like solidified magma. Under the red skin, there was always a faint light of evil magic, and its eyes were always shining with gloom and malice.
It held a staff made from the bones of the Abyss Lord. There was also a big eye belonging to the Beholder Lord on the top of the staff, which served as a casting medium for curse spells.
Its upper body is naked, its lower body only wears simple light armor, its shoulders are covered with red metal shoulder armor, and there is a decoration similar to a mage's crown on its back. Four red tentacles hang on its chin, and each tentacle tail
The ends are inlaid with a golden ring, and the tail behind it is also decorated with red gemstones.
This is a typical eredar demon, retaining the decorative habits of the eredar people in the past, but underneath its tall body, there is a soul that is more like a demon than a demon.
It is respectfully called "The King", which represents the terrifying power possessed by Jaraxxus. This is a very powerful title among the eredar demon group, including Kil'jaeden the Deceiver and Ark the Defiler.
The most powerful group of eredar demons under Mondstadt.
At this time, it came here, representing the will of the Deceiver. Under the protection of several strong evil lords, King Jaraxxus slowly walked onto the platform specially built for it.
The desolate land in front of it was filled with demon warriors who had returned to the rule of the legion. Its sinister eyes passed over the first row of demons. They were fully armed and looked fierce, but when Jaraxxus' gaze fell,
What, these arrogant guys are like frightened beasts.
I didn't even dare to meet those eyes...
This feeling of being feared made King Jaraxxus very satisfied. It snorted arrogantly and looked at the heads of a dozen high-ranking lords hanging on the black pillars beside it, which were proof of its power and might.
"Listen! Idiots!"
The hoarse and sinister voice of the Eredar high-ranking lord sounded through magic on this land covered with demon soldiers and legion military buildings. Under the evil towers that penetrated into the dim light, a battle was taking place.
Mobilization is underway.
"You have committed a crime of rebellion! If you disobey the legion's orders, I should have killed you all!"
A flash of violence flashed in Jaraxxus's eyes, and it was clear that it was not trying to scare these demons. It had really had this intention, but the powerful fraudster still needed them to smash their bones for the cause of the Legion...
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"But thanks to the Dark Titan, you now have a chance to redeem your sins. Soon, under my command, the destructive power of the Burning Legion will once again dominate the miserable world of Azeroth, and you, you will be the Legion
The incarnation and vanguard of the power of destruction, I want you to pass through the portal that is about to open... Idiots, listen to me!"
King Jaraxxus waved his hand, and a dark green violent flame shone in his palm, and his voice became deeper, like muffled thunder:
"You will fight to the death in that fierce battle. If you fail shamefully, then there is no need for you to come back...die there! If you fail, your souls will follow your original stupid leader.
And go...become the most intense firewood burning in the soul furnace!"
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
The mobilization of the high-ranking eredar lords ends here. There is no display of courage, no common hatred, and no official appointments and wishes. There are only strong demands, vicious threats, and crazy suppression. This is the style of the demons. To be honest, these
Madmen who long for war and destruction don't need those weak things. Just the fact that the war is about to be rekindled is enough to make these destructive maniacs ecstatic.
And to be honest, these high-ranking lords don't expect these cannon fodder demons in front of them to do anything great. The legion doesn't need any heroes to turn the tide. These lower-level demons only need to do their jobs well...
.In other words, they only need to become qualified cannon fodder.
"You guys! Come with me!"
King Jaraxxus said something to several high-ranking lords around him, and then, under the protection of the guards, Shi Shiran walked to his fortress. As the frontline commander personally designated by the Deceiver, he has this arrogance
power.
A moment later, in the largest mountain palace on the planet Marton, King Jaraxxus, who was sitting on the obsidian throne, patted the cold armrest of the throne with great satisfaction.
This throne was left by Archimonde who died in Azeroth for no apparent reason. Its style is very simple, but it is full of a domineering meaning. Jaraxxus occupied this uncomfortable place unceremoniously.
Just like the nathrezim demons who are still busy in Azeroth, Jaraxxus also has his own ambitions.
Archimonde the Defiler is completely dead, so the position of the two leaders of the Eredar Demon Group is vacant. Every powerful high-ranking Eredar Demon Lord has the ambition to reach the top. Jaraxxu
The same goes for Si, even secretly, it will ask its followers to call itself the "King of the Eredar", and its obvious ambition is not concealed at all.
And it believed that this time it came to Mardon with the mission of being a fraudster and planned another round of attacks on Azeroth. This was its own opportunity. If it could accomplish what Archimonde failed to accomplish,
Then when it is done, it will only be one step away from the throne of the King of Eredar.
More importantly, just as every strong man with power thinks, after completely taking over the huge demon army on the planet Marton, King Jaraxxus believes that he has... great advantages.
"Tell me about it, everyone."
Jaraxxus' cold gaze passed over the several high-ranking eredar lords and the two slightly annoying Dread Lords in front of him. Like a real king, it said with a hint of arrogance.
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"The attack on Azeroth is about to begin. What do you think we should do? The most important thing is that the thing that the Deceiver named us to look for... Do you have any plans for this?"
"Mephistros and I will not join your war!"
The tall fear lord with yellow bat wings, Anatheron, the second lord of the Dread Council, said with a cold face: "Nasrezim has been given a new mission by the Dark Titan. We are going to Azeroth to lurk and search for Creation."
The Pillar of the World."
Standing next to Aneseron was a slightly shorter Dread Lord with blue bat wings, Mephistros, the third lord of the Dread Council. This cunning guy looked at the gloomy Jaraxxus.
, a hint of faint disdain flashed in its narrowed eyes, and it continued what Anasseron had said, saying softly:
"And no matter what you Eredar want to do, please remember that finding the Pillars of Creation is the top priority for the Legion, so don't disturb us! You can't bear the wrath of Lord Sargeras.
!Even if there are fraudsters backing..."
After saying that, the figures of the two Dread Lords flashed and turned into roaring bats and disappeared into the fortress. Obviously, these Dread Lords had no intention of giving Jaraxxus face, which made the self-proclaimed future "
The high-level demon lord "King of the Eredar" was very dissatisfied, but at least it still had some castles. This dissatisfaction quickly dissipated on his gloomy face, and it looked at the other demon lords.
It is no surprise that those lords are all high-level Eredar demons... Obviously, these are the team that are truly loyal to the Deceiver.
"Makhzar, tomorrow you will take the advance army to Azeroth and the Broken Islands... to find the location of the Tomb of Sargeras and set the coordinates of the stars. I will give you one day!"
"My lovely Haveli, after the coordinates of the stars are set, you and your fallen legion will be the vanguard to defeat all invading enemies!"
"Alanzo and Argos, you lead the warlock legion and go deep into that tomb with me..."
Jaraxxus closed his eyes slightly and assigned all the tasks. The eredar demon lords who were named by him nodded slightly. Not everyone is willing to obey the arrogant King Jaraxxus, but this is
No bold eredar lord has dared to refuse the mission assigned by the Deceiver.
The obedience of the lords made King Jaraxxus very satisfied. It looked at the map of the Azeroth star field drawn by fel magic in front of it, and a glimmer of light flashed in its narrowed eyes:
"Wait, Kil'jaeden...I will prove to Lord Sargeras that I am better than you and stupid Archimonde!"
"Let's use Azeroth as a stepping stone for me to become the King of the Eredar!"
