A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

There is no doubt that with the successful raid on Argus by Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong, the war between the two sides has completely evolved into an oversized "center bloom" tactic.

Especially after the Thirty-Second Legion led by Tok was fully deployed and built its defenses, it was like a nail embedded in the enemy's heart.

He doesn't even need to take the initiative to attack. As long as he holds firmly, he can make the Burning Legion miserable.

Because Argus is so important.

This is not only the main base where the demons of the Burning Legion are reborn after death, but the Burning Throne located at the core of the planet also stores the souls of all the Titans of the Pantheon, and absolutely no mistakes are allowed.

But the problem is that Sargeras gave Kil'jaeden a death order before he disappeared, and he must keep the Legion's portal in Azeroth at all costs.

So now he is in a dilemma.

On the one hand, the battlefield of Mount Hyjal must be heavily defended. On the other hand, troops must be deployed to block the demonic Astartes army that has formed a large scale and possesses advanced weapons and interstellar era combat experience.

The latter, in particular, gives fraudsters an unprecedented headache.

The previous nuclear bombing almost destroyed the last large-scale mobile force of the Burning Legion, so now he can only demolish the east wall to repair the west wall.

What's even more terrible is that Xiorui has begun to strategically suppress the Burning Legion throughout the universe with her powerful command ability.

This dark judge doesn't care about the gains and losses of one or two planets or a few galaxies at all, but specializes in attacking those portal nodes that are indispensable to the Burning Legion.

Each loss means that the Burning Legion has completely lost control of the area and can no longer send reinforcements.

The remaining garrison will be overwhelmed by New Phyrexia's endless cannon fodder.

How many years!

The Burning Legion has always used endless demons and cannon fodder to drown its opponents, and has never been overwhelmed by its opponents using human sea tactics.

Even the Lich King and his Scourge, who could continue to grow like a snowball, have never exceeded the number of the legion's garrison on any occupied planet.

The most outrageous thing is that the other party has achieved all-round transcendence in magic, technology, and weapons and equipment.

Many times, the fel artillery of the Burning Legion has not even entered the range, and the saturation bombardment of New Phyrexia will fall from the sky. Often, it will be torn to pieces by the intensive and ferocious long-range firepower before it can even get close.

Even if teleportation magic is used to directly launch a surprise attack, there is often no way to gain any advantage in close combat.

This is why Tok commented that the Legion fought too many asymmetric wars.

In fact, the technology and weapons of the Burning Legion are very deformed, as if primitive people were suddenly forcibly brought into the modern military system, and there is a sense of fragmentation everywhere.

For example, they clearly have space battleships and even things like satellite fortresses, but the range of most long-range weapons does not exceed ten kilometers.

But this is not difficult to understand.

After all, the Burning Legion is mainly composed of chaotic demons from the Twisting Nether, as well as the Eredar later recruited by Sargeras, and the natives hatched on various planets.

Even the Eredar civilization, which had developed to a very high level, was still far away from entering the space age, and its main research direction was still magic rather than natural science.

In addition, after the establishment of the Burning Legion, it basically became the dominant force in the physical universe, and there was no second force that could compete with it.

So they obviously have a lot of very powerful technologies, but the things they create are full of goblin-like roughness, and they haven't made much progress in tens of thousands of years.

Anyway, today's weapons and equipment are enough, so naturally there is no motivation to continue investing resources in more in-depth research and development.

Compared with the improvement of weapons and equipment and overall strength, high-level demons are more concerned about how to make themselves stronger.

Although the previous defeat in the battle with New Phyrexia had aroused the vigilance of the top management, a mere two years was obviously not enough to develop anything that could change the situation of the war.

At best, they have developed some long-range artillery that relies on evil energy as propulsion to fire, and stuff the energy of evil energy artillery into physical shells to hit farther.

But the problem is that in the face of a dense defense and control firepower network, such not-so-fast shells are often intercepted before they fall, and are unable to cause effective damage to a large area.

At this moment, Kil'jaeden, who was personally in charge of Azeroth, was looking through the reports in his hand that were either urgent or requesting reinforcements, his face so gloomy that he was about to drip with water.

Finally, he threw the reports on the table and roared angrily: "Isn't there any good news at all?"

"I'm extremely sorry, great deceiver. The current situation of the legion is indeed not optimistic. Especially the enemy suddenly tore up the armistice agreement without warning, which caught us off guard."

An eredar lieutenant quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the opponent's eyes filled with green evil energy.

Because not long ago, several commanders who failed to fight well and even had their entire army wiped out were severely punished, and some were even sent to horrific interrogation rooms and tortured.

You must know that Argus was attacked by the enemy, which directly exploded within the Burning Legion, and was even regarded as the biggest shame since its establishment.

After all, only the Burning Legion has always invaded other planets. When has my hometown been invaded?

In addition, Tok's desperate throwing of a large number of nuclear warheads also frightened the top brass of the Legion.

If there are enough such weapons in reserve, it is really possible for the opponent to push to the Burning Throne deep in the earth's core.

If the Dark Titan Sargeras is alerted by then, everyone will be left with nothing to eat.

"What I want now is not excuses! It's action! It's solutions!"

Kil'jaeden banged the table hard to express his deep dissatisfaction.

Although he is not as impatient as Archimonde, and can even allow his men to make mistakes and fail to a certain extent, he will never allow them to be incompetent.

In his eyes, the current performance of the Burning Legion on all fronts is complete incompetence.

The eredar adjutant argued helplessly: "This is not an excuse, but a cruel reality. In this war, we are completely at a disadvantage both in terms of quantity and quality. And the enemy is obviously dissatisfied with the legion's tactics. After detailed research, in other words we were targeted.”

"Then you mean we can just sit back and wait for death?"

Kil'jaeden raised his head and glared at the other party.

"No, of course not." Adjutant Ereda quickly shook his head. "What I mean is that it is obviously unwise to defend a front that is leaking like this. It will waste too much manpower in a meaningless manner. In contrast, I prefer to concentrate our forces to solve the most difficult problems first."

"You mean... choose a place between Azeroth and Argus as a battlefield to attract enemies to a decisive battle?"

Kil'jaeden clearly understood what his men wanted to express, and he touched his chin and began to think about the feasibility of this plan.

Although it is unclear why New Phyrexia suddenly tore up the armistice agreement and launched an attack, since there has been no trace of Zuo Si himself so far, he couldn't help but feel lucky, thinking that it should be the commander's hope. Ou Rui is doing something.

This means that until the bosses of both parties show up, the game will still remain within an acceptable and controllable range.

As long as victory can be won on one of the two key battlefields or the other side is forced to abandon its original strategic goals, it should be possible to restart negotiations and reach another truce.

As long as the Burning Legion is given enough time, it won't take long to change this unfavorable situation.

The eredar adjutant reminded with a sinister and cunning expression: "Please don't forget the spies we have placed within various races in Azeroth, as well as the satyrs transformed from night elves. As long as they are used properly, they can definitely give The other party caused a lot of trouble.”

"Taking advantage of Azeroth's native power? Sounds like a good idea."

Kil'jaeden was obviously moved.

After all, instead of guarding the portal here and waiting for enemies to attack one after another, it would be better to take the initiative and see if you can make some small moves behind the scenes.

Regardless of whether it is successful or not, it will ultimately play a diversionary role to a certain extent.

After understanding this, he immediately began to send people to contact the Dread Lords, Succubi, Satyrs, and Warlocks who had defected to the Legion scattered across Azeroth.

You must know that although the Lich King and the Scourge in Northrend were taken away by Zuo Si, the undead stranded in the Eastern and Western Plaguelands have not disappeared.

Quite the opposite.

They are still fighting against the Kingdom of Lordaeron led by Calia under the leadership of the Dread Lord, preventing it from regaining the Eastern and Western Plaguelands.

In addition, Satyrs are a cancer that has existed in the continent of Kalimdor since the end of the War of the Ancients.

Although they are scattered in different places in small groups, if they can be gathered together, they can make quite a splash.

As for the groups of warlocks hidden within various races, as long as they promise to provide more forbidden knowledge after the completion of the project, they can basically do it without any bottom line.

Although there may be a few warlocks who are still loyal to their own race, most of them are Gul'dan who abandon their identity in pursuit of power and completely sell their country and race to the Burning Legion.

In short, based on the principle of waste utilization, Kil'jaeden needed them to take action immediately.

But what he didn't know was that Zuo Si had been staying in the royal capital of Lordaeron as a guest since he returned from the Twisting Nether.

Right now, he was standing on the top floor of the palace, looking down at the entire city.

Although this place was once occupied by the undead of the Scourge, Queen Calia has long since successfully recovered it. It is currently being cleaned and rebuilt, and busy people can be seen everywhere on the streets.

If nothing unexpected happens, this severely damaged city will be completely renewed in a few months at most.

After all, most of the civilians managed to escape.

Coupled with the help from the dwarven craftsmen of Ironforge, it is only a matter of time before it can be restored to its former glory.

"How does it feel to be a queen?" Zuo Si asked without looking back.

Wearing a dark red sexy dress, Jialia responded with a wry smile: "It's terrible.

If I had known that being a king would have to deal with so many messy things every day, I would rather not have taken over this mess.

Especially those cases involving property inheritance and disputes, it is impossible to make an easy judgment at all.

In addition, nobles from various places are also a big trouble.

The most important thing is that someone actually tried to interfere with my marriage, trying to separate me from my current civilian husband, and then marry me to a nobleman. "

"It sounds like the political situation within the Kingdom of Lordaeron is a little unstable?"

Zuo Si was so keen in this regard, and he suddenly noticed the undercurrent beneath the calm surface.

"As you know, the Menethil family has always trained only men as heirs, so everyone is used to male kings and think the queen is unreliable.

But the problem is, I am the only one who has the right to inherit right now, and no one else can replace it.

Therefore, some nobles hope to find a man with leadership skills to assist the prince through marriage to ensure the stability of the political situation.

Others believe that a commoner is not worthy of the queen and will even destroy the majesty of the royal family.

To be honest, I would rather lead an army to deal with enemies like the undead and demons than get trapped in the whirlpool of power and politics. "

When she said these words, there was a hint of irritation and annoyance in Jialia's tone.

After all, the Kingdom of Lordaeron is based on the feudal system, and feudal lords everywhere still have very large autonomy.

So she couldn't kill her enemies like she did on the battlefield.

Otherwise order will cease to exist.

"Do you need me to give you some advice?" Zuo Si turned around and asked with a smile.

Jialiya nodded immediately: "Of course, please give me a clear path. I have tried to use the power of the church before, but they refused on the grounds that divine power cannot interfere with secular royal power."

“The church made the right choice.

Once they begin to interfere with secular kingship, the boundaries between the two will begin to blur, which is a very, very dangerous tendency.

As for getting rid of those annoying nobles, the method is actually very simple. Promote civilians from the middle and lower classes as officials to compete with them.

If I remember correctly, the entire Eastern and Western Plaguelands and Tirisfal Glades fell in the war with the Scourge, right?

This means that those nobles actually lost control of the land, and some families were even wiped out.

That being the case, why not set up a special agency to conduct review?

Whether it is inheritance or retaking the land, identity needs to be confirmed, right? "

When saying these words, Zuo Si had naked and undisguised malice on his face.

As a tyrant who advocates centralization of power, his favor with feudal lords has always been negative.

Whether these guys are good or evil, benevolent or cruel, there is no difference at all in his eyes, they all belong to the kind that need to be destroyed physically.

"You mean...using censorship as a blackmail to force those nobles to surrender to me?"

Jialia was obviously no longer the rookie who had just ascended the throne and understood nothing. She instantly understood the meaning.

Zuo Si replied casually: "The essence of power is the ability to force the other party to obey.

So you shouldn't rule a country by fantasy.

Instead, use various means to subdue all opponents and let them maintain the most basic awe and fear of you.

Like this censorship body.

Those nobles who are willing to be loyal and obey you can pass faster.

But if it is those families who are doing things in secret, think you are weak and can be bullied, and want to take away the power from here, they can just find any excuse and keep delaying, so that they can't get their fief back.

As time goes by, the wealth they brought with them when they fled will quickly decrease, and they may even have to borrow money from merchants and bear heavy debts.

Believe me, in this case, the so-called noble honor, dignity, and decency are not as important as food, clothing, and housing.

When these guys start to starve, freeze, and live on the streets like beggars, guess whether they will still care whether the supreme ruler of the country is a man or a woman?

And do they have the strength to join forces in an attempt to take away the power belonging to the royal family?

The most important thing is that by rectifying these guys, you can not only establish your authority and let everyone see the consequences of daring to disobey and question yourself, but also take the opportunity to weaken the aristocratic power in the country and support civilian officials to come to power.

All that is needed to achieve these goals is to establish an agency to review land qualifications.

Remember, as a king, you should never give in to any interest group.

Because as long as you take one step back, they will force you to take the second, third, and fourth step back.

The game of thrones is always a zero-sum game. There is no so-called good for you, good for me, and good for everyone. There must be a loser.

If you don't want to be a loser, you must do whatever it takes to maintain the power in your hands.

No matter who you are, as long as you dare to reach out to your power and challenge your authority, don't hesitate to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. "

There is no doubt that these words directly enlightened Jialia, and she understood the rules and essence of the power game, and also solved many problems that troubled her.

For example, why the nobles hate the queen and why they want to interfere in their marriages.

It turns out everything revolves around power.

Wanting to understand this, she immediately put on another face, stuck out her tongue and licked her seductive red lips, pursed her lips and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your teaching, I think I know what to do. Since These guys have bad intentions, so it’s not my fault.”

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Zuo Si encouraged with a smile.

There is a saying that governs a big country like cooking small delicacies, and governing a small country is like cooking seafood.

For a small feudal kingdom like the Kingdom of Lordaeron, if you don't work hard to let the nobles accumulate a lot of wealth, God knows what they will do in private.

Therefore, the monarch must find ways to mobilize the nobles and continuously consume manpower, material resources, and financial resources.

Otherwise, after decades or even hundreds of years, it will not be certain who will be the king.

The Tokugawa shogunate of the island country did very well in this regard, especially the system called "participation and duty transfer", which was directly equivalent to cutting a knife on the arms of those feudal lords and continuing to bleed.

"Don't worry, I won't disappoint you. By the way, you came all the way to the capital of Lordaeron just to teach me how to be a qualified monarch, right?"

Jia Liya suddenly changed the subject, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. In fact, I have been waiting for the progress on Argus. I came here to hide for two days in order to avoid alerting others. You have to understand that when you reach my level, you cannot easily end it personally. , otherwise it will inevitably trigger a chain reaction.”

"You mean that taking action personally will lead to a direct conflict with the Dark Titan Sargeras?"

There was strong uncertainty in Caliya's tone.

"No, I am mainly worried that when I fight Sargeras, the souls of the Titans imprisoned by him will take the opportunity to escape. So before fighting Sargeras, I have to first get the souls of those imprisoned or fallen Titans ”

Zuo Si bluntly stated his concerns.

After all, he didn't want to resurrect the Titan Pantheon after a long day of work.

"Can Illidan Stormrage and Maiev Shadowsong really complete such an important mission?"

Caliya was obviously doubtful.

“Don’t underestimate them both.

Illidan, in particular, had been preparing for this day for a long time, and his understanding of the Burning Legion surpassed everyone else.

Just give him a chance and he can create miracles.

Also, you have to be more careful lately.

Kil'jaeden's character would definitely not sit back and wait for death. "

After saying this, Zuo Si turned back to the sofa in the house and sat down.

Jialia followed closely and sat on the ground and snuggled next to her. She peeled off the skin of a grape with her white and slender fingers and put the pulp into the former's mouth. Both her movements and her expression were as gentle and considerate as a lover.

Zuo Si stretched out his hand and brushed the other person's hair, cheeks, neck affectionately like petting a pet...

When the fingertips lightly slid over the white and smooth skin, the muscles in Jia Liya's body quickly tightened, her breathing immediately became rapid, and her eyes revealed a strong desire that could not be suppressed.

You must know that she is not an ignorant girl, but a young woman who is married and has given birth to a child. She is no stranger to matters between men and women.

Since she separated from her husband, she has never received any nourishment.

Coupled with the magical transformation, he naturally has an indescribable attachment to Zuo Si.

There is no doubt that if someone breaks in at this time, it will be great fun, and they will 100% believe that the two are flirting.

Just when the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, a little lolita wearing a white princess dress suddenly opened the door and barged in from the outside.

Jia Liya was obviously taken aback, and she quickly suppressed the burning desire in her heart and stood up to hug the girl.

You don't need to ask to know that this girl is her only daughter, and she is also the only descendant of the Kingdom of Lordaeron with royal blood.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why is your heart beating so fast and your face is a little hot? Are you sick?" the little guy asked with an innocent look.

"That's because it's too hot in the house."

Jia Liya quickly made up an excuse to fool him.

She didn't want her daughter to know what she was doing just now.

In contrast, Zuo Si's performance was much calmer, completely ignoring the strange looks of the servants at the door of the room, and deliberately blinking at the girl, without any trace of nervousness or guilt.

Because this level of intimate contact was completely different from the tricks he played with Aribes.

This fallen paladin lady would even deliberately choose a day when her husband would come back to send out an invitation, and would make the noise loud enough to ensure that the other party could hear it clearly.

In addition, on the night of their wedding, Aribes not only fought with Zuo Si for 300 rounds, but also threw the torn white dress out of the house, doing her best to humiliate and retaliate against Vanswijk. .

Now the entire city of Neverwinter and even the Northland know what happened between this once enviable couple.

Countless people are laughing at Vanswijk's cowardice, stupidity and incompetence.

If he didn't have a shoulder to lean on, he would have collapsed and committed suicide long ago given his psychological quality.

After experiencing all this, Zuo Si's heart has become extremely strong, and he will not be affected by the outside world at all. He only used a few magic tricks to get rid of this little loli who was 78% similar to his mother.

Jia Liya looked at this scene with a surprised look, a little unable to believe that the master she served could be so patient with a child.

As everyone knows, Zuo Si is simply relaxing while waiting.

While he was enjoying his rare leisure, the war on the distant planet Argus had reached a fever pitch.

The position established by the Devil Astartes Legion from the Baator Hell has now completely turned into a meat grinder.

After several attempts to attack, they found that the opponent did not continue to throw nuclear bombs. The commanders of the Burning Legion agreed that this amazingly powerful weapon must have been consumed, so they immediately organized a continuous attack like a violent storm.

Supported by the long-range firepower of the Fel Battleship, the mighty demon army began to flood into the position, intending to use their numerical advantage to tear apart the defense line and drive out all intruders.

But it is a pity that they obviously underestimated the toughness and firepower density of their opponents.

Accompanied by the roar of various electromagnetic guns, energy weapons, bolters, and large mechas firing, the demons of the Burning Legion who lacked discipline and tactics fell like wheat.

So much so that there was even a mountain of corpses at the forefront of the position.

After finally paying a huge price and starting to fight at close range, the demons were surprised to find that they could not defeat their opponents with the same strength.

Especially the kid who is cannon fodder cannot pose even the slightest threat at all, and cannot even penetrate the protective film of the power mecha.

"Damn! The defense of these guys is too high. Where are our magic mechas? We need a few magic mechas to tear apart the enemy's position."

An eredar demon commander shouted at the top of his lungs.

He had just witnessed another colleague wielding the magic blade in his hand and slashing at a Devil Astartes. As a result, the opponent took the blow forcefully, leaving only a deep dent on the armor plate, and was then killed. The chainsword cut the body into pieces on the spot.

"Don't count on the magic mecha. That thing is too big and bulky, and it will be beaten to pieces before it even gets close to the front line."

Another Doom Guard officer held up a shield to block the incoming bullets and rolled his eyes angrily.

Obviously, when the battle has reached this level, it is no longer possible to withdraw if you want.

Either make a desperate move to capture the position, or be beaten to a pulp by artillery, extreme strength, and missiles during the retreat.

According to the Burning Legion's fighting style, most of them will wait until all the reserve soldiers are dead before stopping.

"But with such a dense firepower network, if you continue to rush forward, you will die."

Commander Eredar glanced at the mutilated corpses lying in a pool of blood in front of him with lingering fear, a look of fear in his eyes.

Although demons do not truly die, their souls return to Argus or the Twisting Nether to await resurrection.

But the problem is that the other party obviously has a device to capture souls.

All the unlucky people who died near the battlefield had their souls sucked away.

His current position is at the edge of the field.

Going one step further, the soul cannot return to Argus to be reborn after death.

In fact, not only this eredar commander, but also other experienced high-level demons would stop in this area and not dare to approach easily.

Only those cannon fodders who knew nothing about it thought they were still immortal and rushed forward screaming like madmen.

So far, less than 3,500 Devil Astartes have been killed.

The Burning Legion lost millions of demonic troops.

The battle loss ratio between the two sides has reached a very exaggerated figure.

Just as the Burning Legion's attack stalled, the Fel Battleship overhead finally began to show off its power again, launching a fierce volley towards the defense line where the position was located.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

I saw that wherever the green light beam and fireball swept over, it was immediately a mess.

Even the Devil Astartes cannot withstand such excessive damage. Basically, if he takes a hit, he will lose his combat effectiveness or simply die.

"Now! Go!!!!"

The Lord of the Abyss, who was always the most reckless, shouted loudly, then twisted his big butt and rushed towards the enemy who was operating the machine gun, raising his double-headed sword and intending to pierce the opponent.

Seeing this scene, the Devil Astartes immediately put down his machine gun, drew his melee weapon, and faced him without showing any signs of weakness.

The next second...

boom!

The two figures collided hard.

Although the Abyss Lords have always been known for their high tonnage and strength, the Devil Astartes, who is more than four meters tall and covered with heavy power mechas, is not a fool.

In the end, in this collision, the former used the inertia brought by the charge to force the latter back more than 20 meters.

But that’s about it.

When the Devil Astartes stabilized his body, he immediately jumped up with his unimaginable reflexes, avoiding the heavy armor hanging on the opponent's chest and struck hard at the head.

"No!!!!!!"

The bulky Abyss Lord obviously had no time to block or parry, and could only watch the glowing red ax falling.

At the moment when the ax blade split his skull and brains flew everywhere, the huge evil energy in his body finally burst into flames and swept the surrounding area dozens of meters away.

When the flames dissipated, others saw that both parties perished together.

But the Burning Legion couldn't laugh at all.

Because the Devil Astartes are just ordinary soldiers, while the Abyss Lord is the senior commander of the Legion, the two sides are not on the same level from the beginning.

Unfortunately, the bombardment of the evil warship is their last chance. If they don't attack now, they won't be able to attack later.

Therefore, we can only bite the bullet and launch a fierce attack, at least to seize a position to prepare for the next attack.

"Hahahaha! Did you see it? These idiots rushed up to die one after another. I can't believe that the commander of the Burning Legion could be so stupid."

Looking at the piles of dead bodies on the front line and the endless stream of soul prisms being transported back, Tok couldn't help but laugh wildly.

At this pace, it won't be a big problem if we stick to it for even half a year, let alone a month.

"Sir, I think you are too optimistic. After all, the Burning Legion is also the overlord of this universe and has many powerful magics and weapons in its hands. It is better to be careful."

The adjutant warned carefully.

But Tok let out a disdainful sneer: "Ha!

Have you forgotten that the planet beneath our feet is each other's home base?

Even if they have powerful magic and weapons, dare they use them here?

What's more, even if it is used, what will happen?

Don't forget that we have cyclone torpedoes that destroy the surface ecology.

At worst, we will die together.

Anyway, counting the time, Illidan and his team should have entered the underground along the pipe.

Even detonating a cyclone torpedo will not affect them.

For the grand plans of the Father of Great New Phyrexia!

We shall die well!

Remember our slogan? "

When saying these words, Tok did not show even a little bit of fear of death, but instead showed an inexplicable fanaticism.

"loyalty!"

The adjutant beat his chest hard and growled.

Seeing this, the surrounding Devil Astartes also shouted in unison.

Suddenly, the entire command headquarters and even the defensive positions were filled with "loyalty" like a roaring tsunami.

The demons of the Burning Legion who were launching a fierce attack were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and even felt an emotion called fear from the bottom of their hearts for the first time.

The reason for this situation lies in the use of genes from the Warhammer universe and the will given by the shining oil when it is completed.

When the two are combined, a group of unique creatures with both cunning and absolute loyalty are obtained.

They are not only loyal and devoted to their Creator;

But for outsiders, they will return to their devilish nature and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

The fierce battle lasted for twenty hours. In the end, after suffering many times the casualties of the other side, the Burning Legion finally occupied a small forward position.

But before they could take a breath, the Devil Astartes' counterattack came as expected.

In the following time, the two sides repeatedly pulled around the maze-like trenches and underground tunnels.

When a tunnel or trench was blocked by dead bodies, another one was dug.

Since the two sides have officially entered into a short-range battle with red bayonets, heavy firepower is basically useless, and there is only a bloody fight with light weapons and melee weapons.

The seemingly endless battle even caused many demons to begin to show signs of mental breakdown.

Especially after they discovered those soul prisms underground that had not yet been transferred and realized what dying here meant, they even disobeyed orders and defected.

After all, the reason why many demons in the Burning Legion joined them was originally out of fear of Sargeras, which was semi-forced.

In the past, I could still drink soup and get some soul fragments by following the legion, but now I find that my own life is involved, and my true nature is immediately exposed.

As the intensity of the war continued to increase, the eredar commanders and staff who stayed in Argus gradually gave up any hope of expelling or destroying the invaders, and began to build strong fortifications at key positions with the intention of surrounding the opponent. .

But what they didn't know was that just when their attention was attracted by the demonic Legion Astartes, Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong had already arrived at the core of the Legion's portal network.

"Is this the legendary final node that connects tens of thousands of portals?"

Maiev Shadowsong raised her head and looked at the huge thing in front of her that was hundreds of meters tall and looked like the mouth of a giant beast. She was completely shocked.

In fact, along the way, she had seen too many things that were completely beyond her scope of knowledge. For the first time, she had a comprehensive and systematic understanding of the behemoth that was the Burning Legion.

If it weren't for foreign aid, she couldn't imagine how she could defeat such an enemy with the power of Azeroth alone.

Illidan nodded slightly: "Yes, this is the core and node of the legion portal network. It seems that our allies have done a good job. To be honest, I can't believe that we arrived at this place so easily."

"In that case, let's do it quickly. I don't want to suddenly see a large group of demons coming out of it."

Maiev Shadowsong appeared behind the Doom Guard in a flash, waving the sharp blade in her hand to behead him, the whole movement flowing smoothly without any lag.

When she turned to leave, the latter's huge headless body fell to the ground on its back.

At this moment, this team that had gone through several hard battles had been reduced by more than two-thirds, and both the watchers and demon hunters suffered heavy casualties.

However, there was no trace of frustration or sadness on their faces. Instead, they showed the joy of victory.

Because as long as the core of the portal is destroyed, the demons of the Burning Legion will be divided, and the entire inner network of the Argus planet will completely collapse in a violent energy explosion.

Then no one will be able to stop them from entering the Burning Throne of Antorus.

As long as they can completely destroy the Burning Legion, these night elves don't mind paying the price with their lives.

Especially the demon hunters trained by Illidan have put life and death aside from the moment they choose to take this path.

Death is nothing but a destination for them.

Illidan walked to the center of the portal, raised the emerald-green key in his hand, and began to chant an unfamiliar spell that others could not understand.

Not long after, the Eye of Sargeras under his feet began to shine with a dazzling light, seeming to resonate with the core of the portal.

Almost at the same time, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble violently.

The key flew up out of thin air, slipped into the portal and disappeared without a trace.

"Run! Run quickly! Don't look back! A violent energy explosion is about to occur here!"

The moment Illidan finished the magic ritual, he shouted to Maiev Shadowsong, who was still waiting for him.

But before the latter had time to respond, the Eye of Sargeras disintegrated first, blooming with a light that was more dazzling and brighter than a star, followed by a deafening sound and explosion that directly tore the core of the planet Argus apart. , the terrifying kinetic energy is transmitted in the earth's crust, extending all the way to the surface.

The evil energy in the pipes spewed out like magma, flooding large areas of land, and even formed large areas of vast lakes and oceans on the surface.