No matter whether the purpose of forming any organization is good or bad, no matter whether the style of doing things it adheres to is moderate or radical, once its scale grows larger and larger, internal factional differentiation is natural.
There will never be an organization that works together. In other words, there is no contradiction between an individual's pursuit of ideals and his loyalty to the organization.
Even the Dark Blade Legion, which is composed of undead souls with weak desires, has internal faction divisions, let alone the Burning Legion, which is composed of demons with chaotic nature.
The cunning Nathrezim Dreadlord, the loyal Lord of Doom, even the Lord of the Abyss who has no brain at all and is full of muscles, and the Eredar demons transformed from the Eredar people...
The races within the Burning Legion are all kinds of strange. Each race has its own civilization and culture, and its living habits are also completely different. The Dark Titan only regards these guys as weapons of destruction, and he has no intention of managing these internal conflicts.
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Under such circumstances, it is not uncommon for internal strife to occur.
First there was the fight between Archimonde the Defiler and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver. After Archimonde's death, the Dark Titan's adjutant spot in the Burning Legion became vacant. Almost everyone's attention was drawn to that one.
Under the leadership of one person and above ten thousand people, under the temptation of power, the already prominent racial strife has become more and more intense at this moment.
Cassanatir leading the Dread Lords to openly resist Kil'jaeden is just a trivial phenomenon. The Deceiver has already realized that if it does not take some action, other dormant forces of the Legion will sooner or later jump out.
Steal Archimonde's position, and even... knock him down with him!
Anyone who can stand at the top has countless enemies who want to pull him down...
King Jaraxxus came to the planet Marton to plan another invasion of Azeroth. This was just Kil'jaeden's first move. To be honest, the Deceiver now misses those who died in Azeroth.
Archimonde, although that idiot who is obsessed with power occasionally gives it a headache, but when facing challenges from other demons, the two of them can still stand together...
Now, only Kil'jaeden is left to face the challenges of the other demon leaders of the legion alone.
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"The demons are going to launch a new round of war? The Broken Islands..."
The Great Lord was sitting on the throne on the large platform at the top of the Dark Temple. He held a crystal in his hand that stored certain warning information. After fully browsing the information stored inside the crystal, he crushed it with his hands.
"As expected, I came here for the Pillar of Creation. It seems that the fragrant bait thrown out is indeed effective, and the fish have all taken the bait."
Tyrion leaned on the cold throne and looked forward. Above the high-altitude clouds of the Endless Sea, the huge dark temple was quickly moving towards the center of the Endless Sea. Obviously, he was also rushing to the battlefield.
"Kil'jaeden...will you come this time?"
A captivating smile appeared on the face of the great lord, but it was fleeting. In the frontline fortress that had been completed in the Realm of Death, the Dark Blade sergeants of the four battle groups were standing ready. All they needed was an order from the leader, and these brave warriors
Tireless warriors will come out in full force to kill the demons that invade Azeroth.
It has been many years since the last large-scale war between the Dark Blade and the Legion. In the world of Draenor, the war between the two forces ended with the Dark Blade winning, but the battle was a tragic victory, and Tyrion almost
I spent all the little power I had at hand, but this time...this time it was different.
The Dark Blade is no longer the Dark Blade it used to be. Will the Demon still be the Demon it used to be?
Tyrion is very curious about this, but besides being curious, he must first complete the "previous cleanup" work on the battlefield where a tragic war is about to take place.
"Shadow, are you there?"
Following Tyrion's call, the actual head of the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency soon appeared next to Tyrion. The tall shadow stood in front of the throne with hands tied, waiting for Tyrion's order.
"How's the cleanup going?"
"It's almost finished."
Shadow replied softly:
"Since the last Dark Blade's "visit" to the Broken Shore, there have been many outposts set up by other forces there. We have destroyed 80% of them. The remaining ones can be eliminated tonight, and we have captured
There were many "captives", including the druids of the Cenarion Circle, the priests of the Temple of the Moon, a small number of pirates and some cultists hiding somewhere, and some imperial spies and surveyors. The composition was very mixed and diverse.
There are people and horses passing by.”
"Um?"
Tyrion blinked and asked with interest:
"I remember that the place was just a long and desolate island. There were at most the ruins of the Elf Empire on it. How could there be so many people in a long-abandoned place? Has there been any change in that place recently?"
"No, at least according to our observations, there is nothing unusual."
Shadow replied:
"I interrogated some of the people who seemed more reliable. They came to this place for different reasons. The druids came because of the ancient souls that we released a few years ago. They thought that this island should
There are also souls that have not yet been redeemed, and the priests of the Moon Temple seem to be here for this."
"As for the pirates...those idiots who drank too much rum heard the rumors about the "treasure" here, and many of the cultists escaped from the battlefield of Silithus. They gathered here
Here, it is claimed that there are voices of "gods" in this sea area, and finally they are agents of the empire, who are here to find some ancient power."
Shadow made a somewhat bored guess and said:
"I think they probably came here for the Tomb of Sargeras hidden under the sea. These fools may think that there is some power they can use in that sealed tomb."
"Passing lies to lies is a boring trick."
The great lord shook his head:
"Send out scouts to observe the demon's movements, then imprison the captives in the lower level of the Dark Temple and let them transport war supplies. Kill all the cultists among them and send their souls to the realm of death."
"The battlefield must be cleared before tonight! I don't want any interference. No matter who comes, this time, the Dark Blade Legion will fight a real... annihilation battle!"
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The night is slightly cool, especially in the middle of the Endless Sea, in the southernmost part of the Broken Islands, across the sea from the island that was torn apart by the big explosion, is a long, narrow and lonely island.
In this night, the temperature on this deserted black island is very low, and the scene here seems to have not changed much. It is just like the first batch of death lords of the Dark Blade Legion that were just established a few years ago, chasing the fleeing orc warlock Gu
It was just like the night when Erdan came to this island, it was dead silent, cold, and gloomy. Even the moonlight seemed not to want to shine on this land.
Broken Shore, this is the name given to this desolate island by the residents of the Broken Islands. There is nothing here, and it is so desolate that even wild animals cannot survive.
But this place is not ordinary. During the former Elf Empire period, this island was located near the capital of the Elf Empire, Jin Azshara. To this day, this island is still covered with various remnants of the Elf Empire period.
There are architectural ruins, but in those buildings, the prosperity of the past is no longer there, replaced by the temperament left by time in those ruins.
Lonely and withered, it is like a place that has been forgotten by the world and history. Only the fleeting ancient emblems among the vines on the ruined walls seem to represent the supreme scenery of this land.
"Buzz"
The green halo flashed in the sky of the Broken Islands in the middle of the night, like another portal to the outside world was opened. Since the demons of the Burning Legion used the Scepter of Sargeras to tear it apart a few years ago,
After the space barrier outside this world, this kind of demon "smuggling" scene is no longer unusual.
Although the cracks in the space outside the world are slowly being eliminated over time, it is destined to be a long process. However, this time, those who entered the world of Azeroth along the torn space were not ordinary, being captured by mortal souls.
and a demon driven by a desire for self-destruction.
On the planet Marton beyond the distant stars, the tall Prince Makzhar constantly calibrates the direction in which the portal opens. The title of this eredar demon lord is "Prince". This is not a joke, but
A title of special envoy, used to describe the extraordinary magical attainments of Markzaar. This is a relatively "young" eredar demon lord, who is the descendant of Kil'jaeden and Jaraxxus.
When the Eredar surrendered to the Burning Legion, it was still a young man who had just come of age. However, at such a young age, he became a powerful demon lord. This already illustrates Mac'Zar's ability.
"Buzz"
The swirling demon portal in front of it flashed again, indicating that the new space coordinates were set. Prince Makzhar waved his finger, and a roaring demon guard was grabbed by the neck by the tall evil lord and thrown into the
The portal is opened, which is the "exploration" process for new coordinates.
Prince Makzhar waited silently for 10 seconds, but no response came. He shrugged and said in a hoarse voice:
"What a pity, the coordinates are not right..."
As it spoke, it fine-tuned the coordinates again. A moment later, a coquettish succubus was thrown into the portal with a face full of fear. But this time, luck favored the pretty demon lady, and she succeeded.
Passing through the portal, we arrived directly at the Broken Shore, which is Prince Maczar's destination.
"Very good, found it!"
The eredar demon lord waved his finger forward, and a group of elite high-level demon guards quickly rushed into the teleportation gate that was quickly magnified in front of them. The cold-faced Prince Makzhar stood in front of the teleportation gate.
It raised its head and looked at the portal in front of it. A gleam of light shone in its eyes:
"Now, the doors to all the worlds are open in front of me..."
As it spoke, it stepped into it. The next moment, the tall Eredar Lord with dark red skin appeared at the foot of a mountain on the deserted and silent Broken Beach, and behind it, a ferocious-looking demon
They walked out of the portal quickly, but their number was not as large as an army.
Obviously, this is just an advance army for reconnaissance.
"You guys, continue here to open the legion portal to this location for Ms. Tyrant!"
Prince Makazar touched the magic dagger shining with a dark red halo on his waist, and gave an order to the dozen eredar warlocks following him:
"For the rest, follow me, and we will find the tomb."
With the troops divided into two groups, this elite demon advance army moved at an astonishing speed. At the same time that Prince Maczal arrived at the northernmost coast of the Broken Islands, where it landed, three tall legion portals had already
Turn on.
Ms. Haveli held a two-handed warhammer wrapped with dark green light, carried a heavy shield on her back, and strode out of the portal fully armed. The cold-faced Eredar demon lord had evil lines shining on his forehead, like
It is like the Draenei leader's mark shining on Velen's forehead, which represents her powerful control over evil energy and her identity among the Eredar demons.
She is considered one of the most capable female generals under Kil'jaeden, and unlike most eredar demon lords who are proficient in magic, Haveli was not one of the eredar who joined the legion from the beginning.
It was more than 30 years ago when the orcs of Draenor started massacring the Draenei that she fell to the Legion's side out of despair and helplessness.
But after this former Draenei Paladin accepted the evil energy, she showed talents that surprised even Kil'jaeden. She specialized in violent melee combat skills. Because of her cruel fighting style and powerful strength,
After conquering several small worlds for the Legion, she was given the title "Tyrant".
"Spread out! Build a forward base!"
Haveli coldly shouted to the evil lord behind him:
"From now on, this land belongs to the legion!"
And the moment Haveli finished speaking, a deep roar belonging to the sea sounded on the coastline behind her and the demons of the Burning Legion. The tyrant subconsciously turned around, and in the deep night, far away
I saw a scene of a huge dark palace slowly rising from the sea. Paired with the gloomy night tonight, that scene, together with the low rhythm reverberating on the sea, was like a dark war piercing from the ground to high in the sky.
Like a sword.
That is the Tomb of Sargeras, which was briefly summoned a few years ago and was finally sunk to the bottom of the sea. It is the place where the body of Lord Sargeras, who entered this world 800 years ago, is buried, and where Kil'jaeden is buried.
This time it is a sure-fire goal.
That body that was once used by the Dark Titan... Although Lord Sargeras' soul has been separated from that body, as long as it returns to the hands of the Legion, it will still be a terrifying weapon that cannot be ignored. The best thing is that
, it is said that the remaining power of the Dark Titan in this body has been properly preserved to this day.
"Aha! It's so simple, so easy."
Prince Malzak stood proudly on the edge of the rolling coastline. He looked at the palace in front of him, which was full of the style of the Elf Empire. He could feel that the huge magic circle that once guarded the palace had long since lost its host.
, and became decayed, like a door waiting to be pushed open. As long as you stretch out your hand, you can touch the treasures stored in this palace.
"Send the signal!"
Prince Malzak said in a deep voice:
"The advance army has completed its mission, tell King Jaraxxus... that it can come down."
