Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

Twisted Void, Agus.

As the original home of the Arrida and Delaney, the planet Agus sits on the border between the Twisted Void and the Boundless.

Although once a utopian society on the planet Argus had extremely intelligent and magic-savvy inhabitants. But now, Agus has long been distorted by the chaotic demonic energy and has become the base camp of the Burning Legion and the capital of the Burning Legion.

The original indigenous Eridas were also divided into two factions, one refused to join the Legion and went into exile with Velen, these Irridas called themselves Delaney, and the other followed the Legion and became nobles among demons.

Under the long-term corrosion of demons, this place has become infinitely close to a part of the distorted void, and the evil energy energy is even abundant enough to have the effect of distorting the void.

However, in this evil world, as one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion, the fraudster Kilgardan is now angry.

Guldan, the warlock who was favored by him, died and died a miserable death, and if it weren't for the soul stone to save his soul, he could now go to the misery of the next target.

"It's really useless waste." Kilgardan is rare to make such a gaffe.

Guldan, who is in other parallel worlds, has at least successfully formed the Shadow Council, and this world is good, and he directly played himself to death.

Although Kilgardan knew that there would be slight differences between parallel worlds, this timeline of Gurdan was definitely the worst he had ever taken.

Headache.

What else can Kilgardan say? Give up Guldan and borrow one from the universe next door? Fortunately, this orc warlock left his soul stone before going to the elemental throne, otherwise it would take some effort for Kilgardan to resurrect him.

Kilgardan didn't say a word, didn't say any incantations, he just stretched out his finger and moved in the void in front of him, as if opening a spatial door, but that's it, mana fluctuations began to rotate around his palm, and a suction force from demons brought the soul stone hidden by Guldan in Draeno to Kilgardan.

In the unimaginable spell, the soul stone left by Guldan gradually shattered, and with a gesture of Kilgardan, a soul in the broken soul stone trembled and drilled out of it, and under the nourishment of the evil power, he slowly changed into a human form.

With the Soul Stone in place, Kilgardan easily resurrected the dead Guldan.

Which is it?

Guldan looked around his surroundings, there was no desert, no forest, lush meadows, cold snowy fields.

Some are just cracked earth turned into rift valleys, lava flowing with evil energy converged into rivers, and from the sky down, the whole world was shattered into three continents, but no matter which continent, it exuded the atmosphere of corruption and depravity.

Above the faintly visible remains of the sacred city, ruthless demons sit on them and whip desperate souls.

Crystal-filled mountains turn into valleys made of sharp rock, and arcane halls are decorated with runes that make people think badly.

In the secret chambers and cages forged by flames and bones, countless enemies of the legion wailed in them.

From time to time, you can also see twisted monsters with human faces roaming the ground.

In front of this purgatory on earth, even Guldan felt that Kilgardan and his legion were a little too extreme.

It's hell.

"Guldan." Kilgardan's voice was so inconsistent with his devilish countenance that if you just listened to this soft voice, you would even think that he was a kind and benevolent elder.

But Guldan knows what his master is, his own little minions are all bad oil, what kind of good man and woman can such a big devil be?

Guldan tried not to let himself tremble too much, "Master, I..."

Kilgardan reduced his size a bit, as if it would relieve him of some pressure on Guldan.

"I know, I've been watching you." Guldan's lowered head involuntarily raised in front of Kilgardan's mana.

"I don't blame you, orcs have great potential, especially Hell Roar." Kilgardan knew this orc chief, he was a powerful warrior.

Maronos can testify, God knows what is wrong with that adjutant of Archimonde, running to various timelines and gromashing to the death all day long.

Guldan, who was somewhat trembling and powerless, did not dare to echo Kilgardan's words.

"My incompetence brings shame on you." Guldan is still restless, listen to what Kilgardan nickname is, fraudster! Can fraudsters be believed?

If he took it seriously, I was afraid that if he was not dead, there would be no place to bury it.

Being able to float along the twisted void and fill the universe is a joy and sorrow.

Kilgardan smiled, Guldan was unreliable, this was the conclusion of how many of his own personal tests, but Guldan was very useful in a sense, his greed for power made him not so much scruples, if the reward was enough, he could even go and open his ancestral grave that he didn't know where to bury.

"Let's forget about failure, it's only temporary." Kilgardan poured a cloud of evil energy into his servants, "Remember the task I commanded you? The

evil dark green light connected Kilgardan and Guldan's bodies, his heartbeat instantly accelerated, and his body began to change in the direction of the devil's hope.

The extreme pain coming from his body made Guldandan scream in pain, this scream was nothing compared to those painful souls, and even in the end there was no longer any trace of pain on his face, only joy, the joy of growing strength.

Guldan slumped on the defiled ground, his hands propped up on his body, panting heavily, but when he saw the change in himself, he felt only a burst of joy, and a smile appeared on his face.

Look at what he looks like now! Where is the slightest shadow of that poor orc?

His originally normal eyeballs had long turned scarlet, bone spurs stretched out from his flat back, and his thin body became strong and healthy, and the knotted muscles on it made him feel very satisfied.

This is the power he bought with his freedom.

"Clear those betrayers." Guldan said with a grin.

He didn't know why Kilgardan was so attached to those Delaney, just as Archimund didn't know, in the entire Burning Legion, only Kilgardan wanted Veyron to die the most.

"Good." Thinking of those "betrayers" Kilgardan's expression also began to become more and more vicious, and his voice became a lot heavier.

"Whether it is to purify the elemental throne or unite all the orcs, it is nothing more than preparation to purify the filth left behind by the Delaney." Kilgardan said: "Now, you can go to the next step of the plan. "

What's next? Guldan understood that this was to make him do something unconscionable.

But what does it have to do with him, Gourdan gloated.

If they could get the reward given by Kilgardan, even if it destroyed their world? As long as it is not him who pays the price, he can accept it.

For example, let their world become like this, and then he sits on a throne made of white bones, as if looking down on a servant, and looks at the others, just like Kilgardan.

How do you say that? When you carry the weight forward, there must be someone who is quieting the years for you, and Guldan is not talented, willing to be quiet.

"To sow violence and despair." Kilgardan always felt that the life of the orcs was too satisfactory, and he was ready to give them some strength.

As the saying goes, the blade of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

He Kilgardan is also a great benevolent man!

"Yes, great host." Guldan breathed a sigh of relief that he had not been punished for his failure, which was his greatest luck.