Azeroth’s Death Track

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Any organization, no matter whether it is organized for good or bad, regardless of the style of its work tends to be moderate or radical, once its scale becomes larger, then the internal faction differentiation is natural.

There will never be a concerted organization, or individual pursuit of ideals and loyalty to the organization, in fact there is no contradiction.

Even the Legion of Dark Blades, composed of neglected necromancers, is divided into internal factions, not to mention the Burning Legion of demons of natural chaos.

The sly Nasrezm dreadlord, the loyal doomsday lord, and even the abyss lord who is full of muscles in his brain, and the Eredar demons transformed from the Eredar people... The races inside the Burning Legion are strange, each race has its own racial civilization and culture, and life habits are also different. The Dark Titan only treats these guys as weapons of destruction. He has no intention of managing these internal contradictions. .

In this case, it is not uncommon to see infighting.

First of all, the battle between Archimonde the polluter and Kil'jaeden the deceiver. After Archimonde's death, the Dark Titan's deputy in the Burning Legion was vacated. Under the position of one person and above ten thousand people, under the temptation of power, the already prominent race of race has become increasingly fierce at this moment.

It is only a trivial phenomenon that Casanathil led the Fear Demon to blatantly resist Kil'jaeden. The fraudster has long realized that if it does not take any action, then the other dormant forces of the legion will jump out sooner or later. Snatch the position that belongs to Archimonde, even... even take it down together!

Anyone who can stand at the top has countless enemies who want to pull it down...

King Galaxus came to Planet Marton to plan another round of invasion of Azeroth. This is only Kil'jaeden's first move. To be honest, the fraudster now misses the death of Azeroth. Archimonde, although the power-obsessed idiot occasionally makes it a headache, when dealing with other demon challenges, the two can stand together anyway...

Now, only Kil'jaeden is left to face the challenges of other demon leaders of the Legion alone.

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"Demons are going to start a new round of war? Broken Islands..."

The Lord Lord sits on the throne of the large platform at the top of the dark temple. He holds a spar with some warning information in his hand. After completely viewing the information stored in the spar, he shattered it with his hand.

"It really came for the pillar of creation. It seems that the bait thrown is really useful, and the fish are all hooked."

Tyrion leaned on the icy throne. His eyes looked forward. Above the clouds of the endless sea, the huge dark temple was quickly moving to the center of the endless sea. Obviously, he was also rushing to the battlefield.

"Kilgardan... will you come this time?"

There was an infiltrating smile on the face of the high lord, but it was fleeting. In the frontline fortress that had been built in the realm of the dead, the dark sergeants of the four battle groups were waiting in line. Only the chief commanded them. The tireless warrior will come out of the nest and kill the demon who invaded Azeroth.

This is a long time since the last battle between the Dark Blade and the Legion. In the world of Draenor, the war between the two forces ended in the victory of the Dark Blade, but the first battle was a terrible victory. I just ran out of the little power at hand, but this time...this time is different.

The dark blade is no longer the former dark blade, demon, will it still be the former demon?

In this regard, Tyrion is very curious, but in addition to his curiosity, he must first complete the "previous cleanup" of the battlefield where a tragic war is about to occur.

"Shadow, are you there?"

Following the call from Tyrion, the actual person in charge of the Dark Edge Intelligence Bureau soon appeared beside Tyrion. The tall shadow beamer stood in front of the throne, waiting for Tyrion's order.

"How is cleaning going?"

"It's almost done."

The shadow replied softly:

"Since the last time Dark Edge "visited" the broken beach, there are many sentinels set up by other forces in that place. We have destroyed 80% of them. The rest can be cleaned tonight, and we can catch A lot of "captives" arrived, including the Druids of the Cenarion Circle, the priests of the Temple of the Moon, a small number of pirates and some cultists hiding there, and some espionage and survey personnel of the Empire. There are passers-by."

"Ok?"

Tyrion blinked and asked with interest:

"I remember that the place is just a long and desolate island. There are at most some ruins of the Elven Empire. The place that has been abandoned for a long time, how can there be so many people? Is there any recent change in that place?

"No, at least according to our observations, there is nothing unusual."

Shadow replied:

"I questioned some of the people who seemed more reliable. They came to this place for different reasons. The druids were because of the part of the ancient soul that we released a few years ago. They thought this island should be There are souls that have not yet been redeemed, and it seems that the priest of the Moon Temple also came for this."

"As for the pirates...the fools who drank a lot of rum heard that there are rumors of "treasures", and many of these cultists escaped from the battlefield of Silithus, they gathered in Here, it is claimed that there are voices of "gods" in this sea area, and finally the agents of the empire. They came to find some kind of ancient power."

The shadow has some boring guesses:

"I think they probably came for the tomb of Sargeras hidden under the sea. These idiots may think that the sealed cemetery has some power that they can use."

"It is a boring trick.

The lord shook his head:

"Send scouts, observe the demon's movements, and then imprison those captives under the dark temple, let them transport war materials, and all the cultists will be killed, and the soul will be sent to the realm of death."

"Be sure to clear the battlefield before tonight! I don't want any interference, no matter who is coming, this time, the Dark Blade Legion will fight a real... annihilation battle!"

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The night is cool, especially in the middle of the endless sea, in the southernmost part of the broken archipelago, across the sea from the island that was torn by the big explosion, it is a long and lonely island.

In this night, the temperature on this barren black island is very low, and the scene here does not seem to have changed, just like the first batch of death lords of the Dark Blade Legion that was just established a few years ago, chasing the ancient orc warlock. The same night that Erdan came to this island, it was dead, cold, and gloomy, and even the moonlight didn't seem to want to shine on this land.

Broken beach, this is the name given to this deserted island by the residents of the Broken Isles. There is nothing here, so deserted that it can't survive even the wild animals.

But here is not ordinary. In the former Elven Empire period, this island was located in the land near the capital of the Elven Empire, Jin Aisala. Today, this island is still full of various remnants of the Elven Empire period. Architectural remains, but in those buildings, there is no longer the prosperity of the past, replaced by the temperament left by the time in those ruins.

Lonely and desolate, it is like a place forgotten by the world and history. Only between the ruins of the vines, the ancient badge that flashes away seems to represent the once supreme landscape of this land.

"Om"

The green halo flickered through the sky of the Broken Isles in the middle of the night, like another portal to the outside world was opened, and since the demons of the Burning Legion forcibly shattered it with the Sargeras scepter a few years ago After the space barrier outside this world, this kind of demon "smuggling" scene is not unusual.

Although the rifts in space outside the world are slowly disappearing with time, it is destined to be a long process, but this time, it is not ordinary to enter the world of Azeroth along the torn space, but it is not ordinary. And self-destructive demons.

On the Marton planet beyond the distant stars, the tall prince Makzar keeps calibrating the direction of the portal opening. The title of this Eredar demon lord is "prince". This is not a ridicule, but a The name of a special envoy is used to describe Mark Zal's extraordinary magical attainment. This is a relatively young "Erida demon lord" who is a descendant of Kil'jaeden and Galaxus.

When the Eredars were thrown into the Burning Legion, they were still a young man, but such a young man became a demon lord with great power. This has already demonstrated the ability of Makzar.

"Om"

The vortex-like demon portal in front of it flashed again, indicating that the new space coordinates were set. Prince Makzaar waved his finger, and a roaring demon guard was grabbed by the tall evil lord and thrown into it. The portal is a "probing" process for new coordinates.

Prince Makzar waited silently for 10 seconds, and did not respond. It shrugged and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's a shame, the coordinates are not right..."

Speaking, it fine-tuned the coordinates again. After a while, a succulent succubus was thrown into the portal with horror, but this time, she was lucky to take care of the good-looking demon sister, she succeeded. Passing through the portal, you reach the broken beach directly, which is the destination of Prince Makzaar.

"Very good, found it!"

Eredar Demon Lord waved his finger forward, a team of elite high-level demon guards quickly rushed into the portal that was zoomed in quickly, and the cold-faced Prince Makzar stood in front of the portal, it was crooked Looking at the portal in front of his head, a light gleamed in his eyes:

"Now, the doors of all worlds are open in front of me..."

Speaking, it stepped into it one step at a time. The tall, dark-skinned Lord Eredar appeared at the foot of a deserted and broken beach at the foot of the mountain, and behind it, the fierce demon We walked out of the portal quickly, but the number was not as large as an army.

Obviously, this is just an advance army for reconnaissance.

"Few of you, continue to open the portal to the location for Ms. Tyrant here!"

Prince Macazar touched the magic dagger with a dark red halo in his waist. It gave orders to the dozen Eredar Warlocks that followed:

"The rest, come with me, we will look for the tomb."

Under the two divisions, this elite demon advancing army's movement is astonishingly fast. When Prince Makzaar reached the northernmost coast of the Broken Isles, at the place where it landed, three tall legion portals have been Open.

Ms. Haveli held a two-handed warhammer wrapped in dark green light, carrying a heavy shield, and fully armed stepped out of the portal. The cold-looking Eredar Demon Lord shone with a pattern of evil energy on his forehead, just like It is the seal of the draenei leader shining on Velen’s forehead, which represents her powerful control over the evil and her identity in the Eredar demon.

She is considered to be one of the most powerful female generals under Kil'jaeden, and unlike most magical Eredar demon lords, Haveli was not the same Eredar who joined the Legion from the beginning. She fell to the legion because of despair and helplessness when the orcs of Draenor set off to slaughter the draenei more than 30 years ago.

But after accepting the evil energy, this once draenei paladin surprised Kil'jaeden. She specializes in violent melee skills because of her cruel fighting style and powerful power. After conquering several small worlds for the legion, she was given the name "Tyrant".

"Spread outward! Build a frontline base!"

Haveli shouted to the evil lord behind him coldly:

"From now on, this land is legionary!"

And at the moment when Haveli's words just fell, a low roar belonging to the sea rang on the shoreline behind her and the Devil of the Burning Legion, and the tyrant turned back subconsciously, in the deep night, far I saw the scene of a huge dark palace rising slowly from under the sea, with some gloomy night tonight, that scene, along with the low rhythm echoed on the sea, was like a dark battle stabting from the ground to the sky. The sword is the same.

That is the tomb of Sargeras, which was summoned briefly a few years ago, and finally sank to the bottom of the sea. It is the place where the body of the adult Sargeras who entered the world 800 years ago is buried. It is also Kil'jaeden This time is bound to achieve the goal.

The body that was used by the Dark Titan...Although Lord Sargeras’ soul has been detached from that body, as long as it returns to the hands of the Legion, it is still a terrorist weapon that cannot be ignored. The best thing is It is said that the power that the dark Titan remains in this body has been properly preserved to this day.

"Aha! It's so simple, so easy."

Prince Malzac stood proudly on the edge of the rolling coastline. It looked at this palace full of elven empire style. It could feel that the huge magic circle that had guarded the palace had already lost its host. , And become decaying, like a door waiting to be pushed open, as long as you extend your hand, you can touch the treasures stored in this palace.

"Send signal!"

Prince Marzak said in a deep voice:

"The advance army has completed its mission and told King Galaxus...it can come down."

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