With a bitter face, Eitrigg reported his diplomatic achievements to Thrall.

Even though he had finally climbed down the cliffs east of Mount Hyjal with his severely injured body, his originally green face had turned slightly pale due to the intense pain and excessive blood loss, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, but he did not worry about his life at all.

On the contrary, this orc veteran was anxious about the survival of his entire race.

As someone who prided himself on knowing human society very well, he understood what this rejection meant better than most orcs who had not yet realized the crisis was approaching.

You have to know that even during the First War of Orcs, when the Old Horde rushed out of the Dark Portal and crazily slaughtered all the villages and towns they encountered, brutally killing women, the elderly and children and sacrificing them to the devil, both sides still maintained minimal communication, and occasionally sent envoys to negotiate terms, exchange prisoners, etc.

The most obvious example is that Warchief Orgrimmar Doomhammer successfully instigated the Alliance's Alterac Kingdom to rebel, promising not to attack the other's towns and villages in exchange for their changing camp to his side.

It has to be said that it was an extremely outstanding diplomatic strategy, and it could even be said to be a stroke of genius in the two orc wars.

Even though the Alliance had many outstanding generals such as Turalyon, Anduin Lothar, Daelin Proudmoore, and several first-generation paladins including Uther, none of them could compare with Orgrimmar in terms of military and strategic talents.

It is hard to imagine that the primitive and backward nomadic culture of the orcs and the social environment that advocates the supremacy of force can cultivate such a bold and careful outrageous monster.

Perhaps as the saying goes, true genius is never cultivated, but is innate.

So people are meant to be unequal from the moment they are born.

What one person may need several years or even more than ten years to learn, understand and comprehend, another person may only need a few months, weeks, days or even hours.

Thrall has always respected and admired Orgrimmar, as can be seen from the fact that he inherited his black plate armor and Doomhammer.

Unfortunately, due to the decrease of elemental affinity, the Hammer of Doom fell into the water during a battle with the Naga Siren and was lost. To be more precise, it was taken away by Zuo Si, a collector, who used it to study elemental power and the Shaman profession.

Currently, the great chief is using a new hammer modeled after the Hammer of Destruction.

However, the light emitted was no longer that of fire or thunder, but a slightly ominous blood-red glow.

Behind him were a full five hundred orc warriors equipped with similar weapons. They were the "Blood Guards" that had been formed not long ago.

These people were drawn from the elite of each clan. From the moment they joined, they automatically left their original clans and only obeyed the orders of the chief himself.

These people are the reason why Thrall dares to come and participate in the Battle of Mount Hyjal.

Because they are all blood orcs who have been given the First Embrace, they can increase their own strength and recover from injuries by killing enemies and sucking their blood.

Thanks to battles with Azshara's native creatures, such as the naga and murlocs, these orc warriors are no longer the same as they once were.

Although there is no guarantee that we can defeat Grom Hellscream and the Warsong Clan he leads, at least we won't lose as badly as last time.

Thinking of this, Thrall took a deep breath and immediately cast a spell to spy on the fierce war on Mount Hyjal through his spiritual vision. After about a few minutes, he came back to his senses and asked with a frown, "They are obviously retreating step by step under the fierce attack of the Burning Legion demons. It won't be long before the entire line of defense will collapse. Why are they still unwilling to accept our conditions? Aren't they afraid that the whole world will fall into the control of demons? Or has their hatred for me surpassed everything?"

"Don't tell me, I don't know either. The only thing I know now is that the female leader of the night elves is very tough and doesn't give me any chance to speak. Maybe... they are planning some conspiracy."

After saying this, Eitrigg finally couldn't hold on any longer and lay flat on the ground, allowing the shaman and witch doctor to treat him.

There is no doubt that the orcs are in a dilemma at this moment.

As they did not get any promises, they did not dare to rush into the battlefield easily, let alone lose too many precious troops.

But if we choose to stand idly by and watch, if the demons rush to the top of the mountain to seize the energy of the World Tree and the Well of Eternity, the result will be equally catastrophic.

Although Thrall was born late and had never witnessed the madness, brutality, and hideous appearance of the orcs after drinking the blood of demons, he had heard many people talk about it.

He would rather die than let the orcs once again become irrational monsters that only knew how to vent their desire for killing and destruction.

Just as the orcs were hesitating whether to join the battlefield, the Alliance's defense line had become precarious far away on the hillside of Mount Hyjal.

Especially the ammunition, which is clearly not keeping up with the consumption.

Some ancient tree people have already started to engage in close combat with the charging demons, while others have been simply ignited by the rain of fire that fell from the sky, and were eventually burned alive into a pile of gray and white charcoal.

There were even several gaps in a certain section of the tree wall.

Countless demons and undead rushed in through the gap.

However, just when they thought they could kill a lot of people, the heavy tanks that were on high alert came towards them, first bombarding them with artillery fire and then running over their bodies. Everywhere they passed was a horrific scene of blood and flesh. The gap was blocked by these huge guys weighing dozens of tons.

But the price is that many tanks were scrapped and paralyzed by the enemy's spells and physical attacks.

no way.

Wars fought with hot weapons are all about logistics and attrition.

This is why, although the Alliance's technological level has reached the point where they can equip themselves with muskets, cannons, tanks, and airplanes, they still have a large number of cold weapon infantry armed with swords and shields.

It’s not that they don’t want to replace all their equipment, but they don’t have the corresponding economic and production capabilities, and they can’t sustain such a high-intensity war for too long.

Therefore, the magical scene of cold weapons and hot weapons coexisting appears.

If Zuo Si had not given the dwarves the blueprints of the fully automatic assembly line and large mining machines, the Alliance would not have been able to fight such a luxurious war.

But the good thing is that the soldiers no longer need to fight the enemy in close combat like before, so the casualty rate is very low.

This can be seen by comparing it with the fact that more than half of the army led by Jaina was killed or wounded.

Anyone who knows a little about military affairs understands how huge the gap is between veterans and recruits.

The more veterans an army has, the stronger its combat effectiveness is, and it will not collapse quickly when it is suddenly attacked or hit hard.

Therefore, the reason why Jialiya could hold out on the second line of defense for so long, in addition to fierce firepower, more than 20,000 veterans trained from the Eastern Continent were also crucial.

Even the night elves, who were accustomed to big scenes, were impressed by the quality of the Alliance's military.

After all, there are few races in this world that can hold out for such a long time without fear in front of the Burning Legion led by Archimonde.

Those musketeers and gunners were even calm enough to reload their weapons when the demons were only a few dozen meters away from them, and then aim and shoot, destroying them from a few steps away.

But even so, the army has reached its limit.

It wasn't that they were too tired to continue fighting, but the warehouse of the Eastern Continental Army camp connected by the huge portal was almost emptied.

In addition, there are a large number of cases of explosions due to overheating of gun barrels and cannon barrels.

"Your Majesty, the casualties among the soldiers are increasing. I think we must retreat."

Uther smashed a demon's head with a hammer and gave his advice solemnly.

Unlike the rigid and dogmatic paladins of Faerun, the paladins of Azeroth never consider retreat as a shame.

As long as they can achieve the established strategic goals, they never mind showing weakness to the enemy and then luring the enemy deep into their territory to defeat them.

Jia Liya smoothed her long hair stained with blood and said without looking back: "Calculating the time, we have already exceeded the mission. It's time to give up the protagonist position to the night elves. Go and give the order to retreat. The gunboat and I will delay time here."

"Understood! Please be careful. You are the future and hope of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and you shoulder the sacred responsibility of revitalizing it."

Uther knelt solemnly on the ground and saluted the daughter of King Terenas, then stood up and shouted to command the Knights of the Silver Hand to convey orders to various combat units.

After a while, the soldiers on the battlefield began to retreat in an orderly manner in batches.

As the firepower began to weaken, the demons and undead finally tore open countless holes in the battle line and rushed towards the World Tree at the highest point of Mount Hyjal.

"Fire!"

Jia Liya commanded the aerial gunboat to turn around and bombard the fastest enemies.

She did this with only one purpose, which was to prevent the enemy from catching up with the retreating soldiers.

After all, in this world where bravery, sacrifice and glory are the mainstream values, there is no such thing as letting the leader go first.

On the contrary, it is very common for a king to personally cover the retreat of his subordinates.

However, perhaps because her attention was too focused, Jia Liya did not notice that Archimonde himself appeared on the battlefield again, staring at her with two eyes that revealed green fel light and a cold and cruel smile.

The next second...

He suddenly raised his hand and made a grabbing gesture towards the airship in the sky.

moment!

A huge hand made entirely of shadow energy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then with a click, it broke the keel of the pod under the gunboat, leaving a big hole at the bottom of the airship.

More than forty soldiers in charge of operating the artillery fell directly from the sky and were smashed into pieces.

Many people were corroded by the shadow energy and let out heart-wrenching wails.

What's even more terrible is that this pinch caused the shell that was originally being fired to be blocked and exploded directly.

The exploding shells caused fires and detonation of ammunition depots.

In a flash, the aerial gunboat that was killing everyone turned into a huge fireball at an altitude of one thousand meters, and began to fall downwards while burning.

"No!!!!!!"

Uther let out a heart-wrenching roar when he saw this.

He was leading the Knights of the Silver Hand in a battle against enemy pursuers and had no time to think about anything else. He rushed alone to the place where the airship crashed, wanting to rescue Jialiya who might still be alive.

Unfortunately, the Doomsday Lord Kazzak blocked the way of the Light Messenger.

As a result, the powerful holy light and shadow collided and instantly erupted with a deafening roar and explosion.

Kazak was slightly better off. After all, he was of super large size and his tonnage was there, so he just retreated a distance.

But Uther flew backwards several hundred meters and fell heavily to the ground.

If it weren't for the holy light energy that healed the injuries suffered in the process, he would probably have fainted by now.

"Get out of the way! Damn demon!"

Uther struggled to get up from the ground, his face full of tension and anxiety.

"Weak mortal, you can't save anyone today."

Kazzak swung his huge sword and knocked the charging paladin away with one blow, his tone full of contempt and disdain.

There is no doubt that in terms of personal strength, Uther is no match for the Lord of Doom.

In fact, many demon lords in the Burning Legion possess powers far beyond the imagination of mortals.

Not to mention Uther, even Arthas and the Lich King can only be regarded as younger brothers in front of them.

Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to take any action just because they were being watched by a few dreadlords.

You know, the Dreadlord is notoriously bad at frontal combat.

But Uther obviously would not give up. After he got up, he immediately burst into a dazzling golden holy light and rushed forward again with a roar.

He didn't care whether he would die in this battle, he just wanted to rescue the queen of Lordaeron before he died.

At the same time, the wreckage of the gunboat that fell from the sky on the other side finally hit the ground and caused another explosion.

The flames and explosions that shot up into the sky instantly tore apart hundreds of zombies that came too close.

Just when everyone thought that all the members on the airship had died, a pair of blood-red wings ignited by flames suddenly spread out and immediately dispersed the surrounding flames.

Immediately afterwards, a figure like an angel of revenge slowly walked out from the burning wreckage.

Archimonde was immediately surprised when he saw this, and said in a slightly amusing tone: "Little mortal, your bloodline is very interesting. I can smell a hint of the breath of the Dreadlord."

"Devil! You can't get anything from me!"

Jia Liya glanced at the charred bodies behind her that were shattered in the explosion, and directly drew her sword and assumed a fighting stance.

Although she knew very well that the demon in front of her was definitely not someone she could deal with, she still did not retreat even a little bit.

"Hahahaha! What I want never depends on whether you cooperate or not. To be exact, even if you die, I can still peel off your soul and get what I want from it." Archimonde laughed and mocked.

As Tyrande described, the highest-ranking commander of the Burning Legion was too arrogant.

He had not learned from the defeat in the War of the Ancients ten thousand years ago, and still believed that the night elves' victory over the Legion was just a fluke.

Jia Liya ignored the Polluter's ridicule, took a deep breath, then soared into the air at lightning speed and attacked the opponent's most vulnerable eyes.

After all, the size difference between the two is too big.

Stabbing Archimonde with an ordinary dagger is undoubtedly like poking an elephant with a toothpick.

Although the latter may be painful, it is definitely far from fatal.

So the eyes naturally become the first choice of attack target.

What's more, Jialiya felt that the other party was so big that its reaction would be slow like many large animals, and it would most likely not be able to react in time.

Unfortunately, she miscalculated this time.

Archimonde simply opened his hand and waved it gently, immediately creating an extremely strong airflow, which blew away Jialiya who was flying into the air.

Not only that!

Immediately afterwards, a shadow magic instantly created shackles made of energy out of thin air, instantly binding Jialiya from head to toe. No matter how she struggled, it was useless.

The gap between the two is so huge that it's like an insurmountable chasm.

"What should I do with you now?"

Archimonde stroked his chin and smiled playfully.

In his eyes, what just happened could not even be called a battle, but more like one-sided toying and abuse.

Feeling the acidic saliva churning out of the mouths of the demon hounds around her, and the stench emanating from the zombies, Jialiya felt that she was only one step away from death. She closed her eyes and began to pray to the God of Contract in which she believed.

She did not expect God to save her, but only hoped that he could protect her soul from being tortured by the devil in front of her.

Just as Archimonde stretched out his fingers to pick up Calia from the ground and hold her in his palm, a dim light suddenly flashed in the air.

In a flash!

A stream of scarlet blood pierced directly through the right eye, smashing the entire eyeball into pieces.

“Aa ...

The severe pain made the Polluter furious on the spot. He kept covering his blind eye, while his other hand was slapping around frantically, trying to strangle the arrogant man who dared to hurt him.

But unfortunately, after slapping for a long time, the ground nearby was covered with slap marks, but the enemy's sound could not be found.

Not only the enemies, but also the tied-up Jialiya disappeared.

"Asshole! Who? Who dares to harm the Great Defiler? Don't let me catch you! Otherwise, I will definitely pull out your soul and throw it into the twisting void to cut it into pieces."

In a rage, Archimonde looked around frantically and cast more than a dozen spells such as detection of invisibility in one breath.

Unfortunately, nothing was found in the end.

This made him even angrier, and he no longer cared about enjoying the pleasure of victory. He led his team straight to the last line of defense guarded by the night elves.

Seeing that their boss was personally rushing to the front, the other demons and undead creatures naturally did not dare to be negligent, and they followed closely and rushed to the top of the mountain like a tsunami.

After the huge army had passed, a black circle suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and Zuo Si and Jialiya walked out from it.

All the magic he used came from the Book of Medivh, and some were spell-like abilities acquired from his bloodline.

"Thank you... Thank you! If it weren't for you, I can't imagine what kind of tragic fate I would face."

Jialiya held up Zuo Si's hand and kissed the ring, her excited tone filled with lingering fear and strong gratitude.

"You're welcome. You have a more important mission, so your fate should not end here."

Zuo Si gently stroked the Queen of Lordaeron's cheek, soothing her overly nervous and fearful emotions.

"What should I do next? Retreat to the third line of defense and continue to resist?"

Jialiya pressed her right hand on her chest, trying to slow down the crazy beating of her heart.

Zuo Si shook his head gently. "No, that's not necessary. You have done quite well. You can return to the Eastern Continent through the portal before the last line of defense collapses. As for the rest, I will take care of it myself."

"you?"

Jia Liya was stunned for a moment, then an expression of ecstasy appeared on her face, and she stammered, "Are you...are you finally going to come into this world?"

“Well, yes.

The promised day has arrived. The moment Archimonde arrives at the World Tree, I will begin to change this world.

As for you, you should go home quickly and spend time with your daughter.

I don't want to have to tell her her mother is dead."

After saying that, Zuo Si held up Jialiya's beautiful face, gently kissed her forehead as a blessing, and then activated the teleportation magic to the World Tree on Mount Hyjal.

只见他把其中一只手轻轻放在树干上，感受着里边所蕴含的惊人能量嘴角微微上扬，用只有自己才能听见的声音低语道：“快点来吧，亲爱的阿克蒙德，我可是已经都要等不及了呢。现在有了古尔丹之颅，从你开始汲取能量的瞬间我就能感知到艾泽拉斯星球的具体坐标。”

“主人，您确定自己能应付得了阿克蒙德吗？要知道就个人实力而言，他可是比欺诈者基尔加丹更难对付。”古尔丹透过灵魂连接提醒道。

“怎么，你现在感到害怕了吗？还是说你十分恐惧颅骨再一次落到他们的手上？”

左思似笑非笑的反问。

“不，当然不是，我只是在为您的安危担忧。”

古尔丹赶忙矢口否认。

“我的安危？呵呵，真想不到你还挺会关心人呢。不过这显然不是你需要操心的事情。”

左思嗤笑着拆穿了对方那点小心思。

经过几天的相处，他已经明白了古尔丹极端的两面性格。

只要你比他强大，并且抓住了他的弱点，那么这家伙就会成为最优秀的狗腿子，愿意为了主人去做任何突破下线的事情。

或者说古尔丹压根就没有哪怕一丝一毫的道德底线。

难怪燃烧军团会选择他来控制兽人，而不是依旧还有那么一点道德和底线的耐奥祖。

但同样的，一旦古尔丹察觉到自己的力量超过了原本的主人，那么他就会毫不犹豫的选择背叛，进而去追求更强大的力量。

没有原则！

没有情感！

有的只是对于权力和力量永无止境的渴望！

古尔丹通过出卖整个兽人种族来换取那些禁忌的知识，从一届人人都能欺负、凌辱的畸形残废变成了有史以来最强大的凡人术士。

就在两人透过心灵连接交谈的时候，瞎了一只眼睛的阿克蒙德已经冲到了最后一道防线前，以无可匹敌的姿态直接撕开一条口子，亲自冲在最前面释放着可怕的暗影与邪能魔法。

仅仅一击！ 便有超过五百名暗夜精灵被当场杀死，连尸体都没能留下来。

更可怕的是超大范围的火雨和类似火墙一样的烈焰法术，对树人来说简直就是不折不扣的噩梦。

再加上玛法里奥早就已经做好了充足的准备，因此泰兰德带着人象征性的抵抗了一下之后迅速下令撤退，让开必经之路任由污染者抵达他梦寐以求的世界之树和永恒之井。

看着近在咫尺的参天巨树，污染者仰起头望着那巨大无比的树冠，用充满激动的语气说道：“终于！通往终点的道路已经打通！整个世界的末日即将来临！可悲的凡人啊，审判的时刻已经到来了！”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，阿克蒙德抬起手便按在粗壮无比的树干上，开始施展魔法从中汲取奥术能量。

那种无法用语言形容的感觉使其不由自主的开始上瘾。

此时此刻，他终于明白为什么黑暗泰坦萨格拉斯无比渴望征服这颗星球，将它变成第二个阿古斯。

因为艾泽拉斯星魂的力量实在是太强大了！

强大到即便被上古之神吸了不知道多少万年，又在泰坦到来的时候遭到了巨大的破坏，也仍旧是目前燃烧军团发现的星球中能量最充沛的一个。

阿克蒙德简直无法想象一旦艾泽拉斯的星魂觉醒成为泰坦后将会变得有多么恐怖，极有可能会超越黑暗泰坦萨格拉斯那堪称无敌的力量。

所以只要能借助永恒之井这个通道释放邪能把星魂腐化变成阿古斯那幅景象，燃烧军团不仅可以获得另外一个强大的主基地，同时也能得到第二个如同“寂灭者”那样的强大泰坦。

届时实体宇宙中将再也没有任何势力有资格跟燃烧军团对抗。

即便是上古之神背后的虚空大君也不例外。

就在阿克蒙德沉浸在源源不断从世界之树中汲取能量产生的愉悦感时，森林中突然传来一阵低沉的号角声。

紧跟着在短短几分钟之内，大量由暗夜精灵死去后所形成的远古灵魂突然一股脑从四面八方朝着世界之树飞去，在飞行过程中逐渐汇聚到一起形成一条银光之河，数量之多已经完全超过了任何人的想象。

尽管它们每一个所搅动的魔力都非常有限，甚至无法对任何施法者产生威胁。

可当数以百万、千万计的远古灵魂汇聚到一起，整个海加尔山最高处所在的魔网节点瞬间进入到极度不稳定的状态。

尤其是世界之树诺达希尔，从永恒之井中汲取了一万年的能量，早已变成了一个巨大无比的能量源。

它所拥有的能量甚至比阿克蒙德和基尔加丹加在一起还要多。

还没等阿克蒙德反应过来发生了什么，便察觉到由这些远古灵魂所引发的魔力漩涡导致了世界之树的能量像开闸泄洪般一股脑涌入自己的身体。

由于速度太快、数量太多的关系，他身体的承受能力在短短几秒钟之内就已经达到极限。

紧跟着从内部开始破坏内脏、肌肉和血管，表皮甚至因为能量超载而呈现出刺眼的白光。

毫无疑问，这就是玛法里奥所设下的陷阱。

这位大德鲁伊要用上古灵魂的牺牲搅乱阿克蒙德汲取能量的速度，最终让世界之树内的能量在极短的时间内灌入恶魔的体内，使其超越对方所能容纳的极限，直至被活生生的撑爆。

尤其是当污染者与世界之树建立起能量连接之后，想要断开绝对不是轻易能够做到的事情。

感受到能量正在从内部撕裂身体，阿克蒙德终于慌了神，疯狂挥舞双手想要把这些搅乱能量传输的灵魂杀死或者去赶走。

“不！不！不！滚开！都给我滚开！你们怎么敢算计伟大的污染者！我要把你们撕成碎片！”

但是很遗憾，他这种疯狂屠戮的行为非但没有让情况变好，反而因为远古灵魂死亡时产生的奥术能量爆炸引发了更糟糕的结果。

刺眼的奥术能量之光已然从撕裂的胸口和腹部迸射而出，整个人不受控制的呈现出大字型并发出了痛苦的哀嚎。

“啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！！！！！！！！！”

远处的玛法里奥、泰兰德等人看到这一幕，立刻露出了欣慰的笑容。

因为他们知道计划成功了，污染者阿克蒙德即将被世界之树巨大的能量活生生撑开并引发激烈的能量爆炸。

而那些围绕在他周围的恶魔与亡灵也将被瞬间摧毁。

“看来一切都结束了，这场战争是我们赢了。”

玛法里奥用略带感慨的语气对身边的妻子说道。

泰兰德微微点了点头：“是啊。虽然我们付出了巨大的牺牲，但这一切都是值得的。其实我已经开始考虑接下来要如何把海加尔山周边盘踞的恶魔与亡灵都清理干净，让我们的世界重新恢复平静。”

“别担心，只要阿克蒙德死了，其余的恶魔领主和那些亡灵根本算不上是什么威胁。”

玛法里奥放下手中那个巨大且沉重的号角，涂抹着油彩的脸上浮现出一丝笑意，丝毫没有注意到身后范尔达·鹿盔脸上阴冷的表情。

作为整个暗夜精灵族群仅次于他的德鲁伊领袖，后者可是做梦都想要取代他。

可现在，玛法里奥又一次凭借自己的聪明才智跟能力击败了燃烧军团的入侵，其个人威望必然会超越之前达到无可超越的程度。

这不仅令范尔达·鹿盔产生了强烈的嫉妒情绪，同样也让他内心之中某些危险邪恶的念头开始蠢蠢欲动。

正当大多数人都沉浸在即将获得胜利的喜悦中时，阿克蒙德终于再也压制不住体内喷涌而出的能量，整个人瞬间化作了一道无法直视的强光。

下一秒……

轰！！！！！！！！！！！！

他的身体在一瞬间被狂暴的能量所撕碎，而且由于之前的强行压制致使能量爆发的时候更加猛烈且具有毁灭性。

几个冲上来试图帮助污染者的高级恶魔指挥官在一刹那就被外溢的余波杀死，连一丁点逃跑或是抵挡的机会都没有。

正当这些失控的能量即将转化成高温、高压和火焰完全释放的刹那，一抹绿色的光突然凭空出现，以难以想象的速度将原本扩散的狂暴能量重新聚拢。

不仅如此！

就连处在死亡边缘的阿克蒙德也得到了一丝喘息之机，迅速施展邪能法术修复身体，并把多余的能量释放出来最终在世界之树的旁边开启了一个巨大无比的传送门。

转瞬之间！

数以十万、百万、千万计的恶魔大军从另外一边蜂拥而出，迅速席卷了整个海加尔山的山巅。

Such a shocking reversal not only shocked Malfurion, Tyrande and others, but even the Defiler himself was grateful for having survived the calamity. He quickly turned his gaze to the human figure who had appeared in front of him at some point, and the Skull of Gul'dan in the latter's hand.

After a full minute, he couldn't help but grin and praise: "You did a great job, mortal. The Legion will never forget the help you provided at the critical moment. As a reward, I will grant you powerful knowledge and power."

"Give me knowledge and power? No, thanks.

Because I just don't want that precious energy to be wasted.

Besides, things like knowledge and power, I can get them myself if I want.

Haven't you realized yet? I let you open this portal on purpose.

Otherwise, it would not be easy to find your home base Argus in the vast universe."

As the last word came out of his mouth, the container controlled by Zuo Si's consciousness slowly took off its hood and looked up at the sky. It did not feel nervous or panic at all because of the increasing number of demons pouring out of the portal.

Quite the opposite!

He had already seen the sparks flickering in the air and the superimposed spellcasting environment expanding in all directions from this center.

Just one second later, a huge hole suddenly appeared in the sky above the World Tree without any warning.

The dark tunnel leading to the dark void made all creatures, including the Burning Legion demons, feel fear from the bottom of their hearts! A demon lord obviously wanted to figure out what this thing was and where it led to, so he spread his wings and flew straight in.

But the moment his body came into contact with the rift in the dark void, it was instantly swallowed up by the chaotic and disordered primordial matter and mana. His body was like a firework shot into the sky, which exploded with a bang and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Even his soul was unable to return to the Twisting Void to be resurrected, but was swallowed up along with it.

Without the protection of the Planeswalker's Spark, no creature, not even a god, could survive in this terrible space.

For a moment, all eyes in Mount Hyjal were focused on the huge crack that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Even the noisiest little ghosts closed their mouths and dared not make the slightest sound.

Especially Tyrande, who had a very keen sense, vaguely felt that this was most likely an enemy that was even more difficult and terrifying than the Burning Legion.

Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, a figure with flashing lights finally floated out from inside and said in a slightly tired voice: "This journey is really longer and more difficult than I imagined. But fortunately, there were no dangers and we finally arrived safely."

"Who are you?"

Archimonde was the first to break the silence and asked sharply.

"Me? Didn't we meet just now?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.

"Just now?"

Archimonde was stunned for a moment, then turned around and glanced at the extremely small human figure in front of him. He immediately realized what was going on and pointed at the latter and continued to test: "So... this is an avatar or projection under your control?"

"It's not an incarnation or a projection, it's just a wisp of consciousness that has descended. Moreover, with my arrival, he is no longer of any use."

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and quickly made a land card in front of everyone, ensuring that his connection with Azeroth would not be completely cut off due to any unexpected circumstances. He then did something that stunned everyone present.

He suddenly dropped from the sky, and at lightning speed he inserted his gloved hand into the chest of the consciousness-controlled container, crushing the heart in an extremely bloody and cruel manner.

Bang! With a muffled sound, the container exploded into flying flesh and blood.

But when these flesh and blood flew out less than two or three meters away, they suddenly flew back as if time had gone back and gathered again like the blood-stained iron glove.

In the end, it is digested and absorbed without leaving any residue or minced meat.

There is no doubt that Zuo Si "ate" his own container and transformed it into part of his own power.

After all, no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat.

What's more, he has to use this power to control the blood orcs to cause trouble.

After doing all this, Zuo Si picked up the skull of Gul'dan that fell on the ground, turned around and looked at Archimonde, and asked in a half-joking tone: "Dear Defiler, how should I deal with you?"

"deal with?"

When Archimonde heard this word, he immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

Because this uninvited guest who looked like a tiny human was so mysterious.

Whether it is the way of appearance or the huge crack in the sky that is healing, it gives people a feeling of being unpredictable and unpredictable.

If the other party did not have a physical body, he would even think that this was the Void Lord, the Burning Legion's greatest enemy.

“Yeah, deal with it.

After all, I am about to declare war on the entire Burning Legion, including the dark titan Sargeras.

And you will undoubtedly be a hindrance and a nuisance.

Of course, if you are willing to betray the Burning Legion and become my subordinate, I can consider using a slightly gentler approach.

But if you don't know what's good for you, then the end may be very, very miserable.

So I sincerely advise you not to be ungrateful!"

The moment the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si suddenly opened his arms and activated more than thirty planeswalker cards.

moment!

Huge portals appeared out of nowhere around the World Tree, forming a ring that surrounded the Legion Portal leading to Argus.

Just one second later, the army of hell demons that had been waiting for a long time rushed out from more than half of the portals, and without saying a word, began to slaughter the demons of the Burning Legion and the Scourge controlled by the Lich King.

Some who are good at necromancy would even rudely control those elite units and use them as cannon fodder and servants.

As for the other half of the portal, what came out was New Phyrexia, one of the three great natural disasters in the multiverse...