Hurry up! If anyone dawdles and slows down the army's passage through the portal, I will personally tear off his head! Remember that!
Don't hesitate after passing through the portal, kill everything alive in front of you! Our goal is to destroy a powerful enemy called the Burning Legion, completely conquer another universe, and turn it into a soul hatchery of hell.
There is only one way to achieve it! That is war! The generous Lord Soth has prepared a generous reward to reward the demons and mortals who have performed outstandingly in this war! So show your courage and determination! Glory! Wealth! Fame! Strength! Status! Power! Everything you desire can be obtained in this war!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! What are you waiting for? Grab your weapons, put on your armor and magic items, and join the expedition! If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life! "
A Pit Hell general with a noble title was standing in front of a huge portal, commanding his legions to pour in continuously while giving a passionate pre-war mobilization speech, trying to see if he could trick more troops into joining the battle from the mortals and demons who were still watching.
After all, this is an invasion of a physical universe whose size is unknown, with billions of planets inhabited by intelligent life. Naturally, the more troops the better.
What's more, the big devil with a large number of troops can occupy those valuable planets according to the rules of hell, and sign contracts with local intelligent creatures through fooling and deceiving.
In this way, when they die, their souls will fall into hell and become part of the big devils' profits.
The more souls and the higher quality they obtain, the stronger the great devils will naturally become, and the size of their devil legions will naturally increase exponentially.
Compared to a bloody war that only results in endless consumption with no visible benefits, this kind of war that can bring benefits is what the devils desire, and it is also enough to make them extremely fanatical.
In addition, the unprecedented prosperity of the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth floor has attracted countless mortal adventurers, businessmen, alien creatures and dimensional travelers.
In the eyes of the devils, these are all excellent cannon fodder, and it would be a shame not to make good use of them.
Especially those guys who are decadent and indulged in the neon lights of paper and money, and are willing to do anything to get excitement and enjoyment.
Almost every devil army has at least more than 100,000 mortals with professional levels.
Not only that!
The great devils also formulated a series of plans, intending to use local materials to transform the native creatures of the universe where Azeroth is located and the demons of the Burning Legion into vassals or servants.
Especially the latter, unlike the abyss demon, which does not need chaos and can be completely incorporated into the lawful evil camp.
In short, with the full launch of the huge war, the whole hell fell into a carnival.
Even the lords from other levels signed profit-sharing agreements with the ninth level and sent their armies to join this unparalleled feast.
The huge and mighty army even exceeded the scale of the bloody battle front, attracting the attention of countless gods.
The upper planes even sent countless messengers and spies to try to figure out what the devil's intentions were that caused such a big fuss.
Ms. Firna, who had just seized the dominance of the fourth plane with the help of Zuo Si, was now standing in front of one of the giant portals wearing extremely sexy armor, licking her seductive red lips and moaning involuntarily, "Waging a war and conquering a universe? Soth is really crazier and bolder than I thought! Such an ambitious man with an infinite desire for power is more exciting and fascinating, isn't it?"
"That's right! If there is anyone in hell who can challenge my father's position and authority, it must be Thors. I think we should get closer to him and make our relationship extra intimate, what do you think?"
The lust demon queen Gracia, who was also wearing extremely sexy magic armor, asked back with a smile.
As the only two female lords in Hell, these two are surprisingly consistent on many things, which is much more stable than the alliances of lords of other levels simply for interests and political goals.
According to gossip, these two beautiful and sexy female devils often leave their own territory to meet secretly in each other's territory, and satisfy each other's strong desires that can never be satisfied by comforting each other or playing with, torturing and abusing those handsome mortal men together.
You must know that most of the lords of hell will not easily leave the territory they rule, for fear of assassination, coup and surprise attack by their enemies or even their subordinates.
Others simply live in heavily guarded fortresses and fortresses their entire lives and never come out.
People like Gracia and Fierna who can trust each other enough to entrust each other with their safety are definitely unusual in the hell of Baator where conspiracies are rife.
This alone shows that their alliance is far from being just a pair of plastic sisters as it appears to outsiders.
Especially after she killed her biological father, Grand Duke Biler, and took the throne, it was Gracia who sent people to help Philna consolidate her rule on the fourth floor and avoid being sidelined by several powerful dukes under her.
"I couldn't agree more. After all, what female devil could resist conquering Soth and becoming his lover?"
After saying that, Fierna's charming eyes revealed endless hunger and lust, and she cast her gaze towards the figure standing under the World Tree on the other side of the portal.
Although compared with Archimonde the Defiler, Zuo Si's figure is so small that he is like an ant that can be crushed to death at any time.
However, the terrifying aura released by the latter made the former dare not even move, and watched helplessly as the demons of the Burning Legion were divided and surrounded by disciplined devils and New Phyrexian creatures, and then annihilated in an orderly manner.
No matter how many troops poured out of the portal to Argus, they could not change the overwhelming disadvantage on the battlefield.
There is no doubt that this was not a war at all, but a premeditated massacre.
Zuo Si deliberately used Mount Hyjal as the preset battlefield to help Archimonde open the portal to Argus.
In this way, he could turn this place into a cruel and terrifying meat grinder, continuously consuming the Burning Legion's manpower.
Once the enemy's army is reduced to a certain size, we will blow the horn of attack and spread the war to the planet Argus.
After all, there are thirty portals to every one portal here.
The advantage is mine!
In addition, the dark titan Sargeras will definitely not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to enter Azeroth, and will continue to increase his forces without hesitation even if he loses a lot of troops.
In his eyes, it doesn't matter how many demons die since they can be resurrected infinitely.
As long as he could obtain the star soul of Azeroth and transform it into his own shape, it would be worth it even if the entire Burning Legion was destroyed.
To be precise, these demons have no value at all in Sargeras' eyes. They are simply waste and he won't feel any pain no matter how many of them die.
So from the moment the fel energy portal was opened, demons rushed out without stopping.
No matter how many died, they would immediately replenish their positions, and even start building positions around the portal to consolidate the defense line to prevent it from being destroyed by large numbers of enemies.
But what they didn't know was that Zuo Si had no intention of destroying the portal at all, but wanted to continue bleeding the Burning Legion here.
Among them, the New Phyrexian forces fully utilized their own advantages, using those super-large flying units to spray large amounts of oil from the air on the enemy's heads.
Creatures like imps and undead, which have no resistance to the Burning Oil, are often completely transformed in about ten minutes and defect from the Burning Legion.
The bodies of the dead demons were not wasted at all. They were quickly disassembled and reassembled by the scientific research team of the Blue Magic Judge Jingitashya, and became part of the New Phyrexia and put back into the battlefield.
After a short while, all of the Burning Legion's proud fel artillery, magic mecha and other creations were copied, and then combined with technology from other worlds to create super-powerful versions, forming an all-round and three-dimensional crushing of the original versions.
Not only that, a large number of new technologies are also continuously applied to the corpses assembled by the oil, making them present a strange form that is a mixture of flesh, blood, machinery and various energies.
The most terrifying thing is that the number will snowball as the enemy dies.
Of course, the army on the hell side that also used the shining oil was not much different.
Although the Khorne Archangel Zariel was still busy at the front line, and the Succubus Queen Mecanthut was responsible for handling the internal affairs of the Ninth Plane and also had no time, Ob Nixilis, the lord of another subordinate plane, led the newly born army of Hell Dragons through the portal to Mount Hyjal.
With him came a legion of more than 100,000 dragons of different species.
These newly born dragons have one thing in common, that is, they all have some devil blood to a greater or lesser extent, and without exception, they all actively accept the perfection of Shuoyou after growing to a certain stage.
Not only can it spit dragon breath in the form of hellfire, lightning, frost, acid and poison gas, but it can also spray the shiny oil in its body as a combustion aid or to infect the enemy over a large area.
This is why Phyrexia is called the Scourge of the Multiverse.
The more the Burning Legion sends troops to Azeroth at all costs, the more the number of legions under Zuo Si will grow as the number of enemy casualties increases.
In other words, this is a battle between infinite resurrection VS infinite resurrection plus infinite proliferation.
Since both sides have almost infinite numbers, it is impossible to determine the winner in a short period of time.
It is impossible for millions or tens of millions of players to directly attack Argus and destroy the Burning Throne as in the game to happen in the real world.
Because the number of the Burning Legion is too large.
The number of high-level demon commanders who are qualified to command legions of more than 100,000 people alone is as high as millions or even tens of millions.
Above these, there are monsters like the Abyss Lord and the Doomsday Lord, whose power far exceeds that of mortals.
You have to know that in the original timeline, Grom Hellscream was able to kill Mannoroth not because he was so powerful, but the probability of accidental death accounted for more than 99%.
In other words, it was completely a case of a blind cat catching a dead mouse. If there had been even the slightest unexpected situation, he and Sal would have been the ones who died in the end.
Therefore, even if it is a great lord or wizard at the level of Million Buddha, anyone who dares to rush into Argus will be killed, and it is hard to say whether he can retreat alive.
Not to mention storming the Burning Throne to challenge the corrupted Titan Argus.
Therefore, according to Zuo Si's plan, he must first consolidate his overwhelming and absolute control over Azeroth, and then steadily expand to Outland Draenor and other planets occupied by the Burning Legion.
By continuously expanding the scale of the war, the main force of the legion was gradually dispersed from the planet Argus to the entire universe.
When the enemy's lair is empty, lead the elite troops to launch a surprise attack and capture one of the Burning Legion's lairs in the physical universe in one fell swoop.
In order to achieve this, we must first figure out how many important strongholds and portal nodes the Legion has in the universe, and then formulate targeted plans.
Archimonde the Defiler, one of the two highest-ranking Eredar commanders of the Burning Legion, is undoubtedly the most suitable guide.
Zuo Si always believed that disintegrating the enemy from within was the most brilliant of all strategies.
So at this moment, he unabashedly released his terrifying pressure, intending to let the other party know that he was an existence that was no less powerful than the dark titan Sargeras, or even more powerful.
From Archimonde's frightened and disbelieving eyes, and the fact that he stood there not daring to move, it was not difficult to see that he was completely frightened.
After all, since joining Sargeras, this guy has witnessed the power of the Titans and the Old Gods, who are regarded as the biggest threat by the Titans.
In his inherent understanding, the most powerful force in this universe is nothing more than the Void Lord behind the Titans and the Ancient Gods.
Apart from this, I have never encountered anything worthy of fear.
But now, this inherent perception has been broken.
Whether it was the demon legions and New Phyrexian forces that continuously poured out of the huge portal, or Zuo Si, a monster with a human appearance, they all made Archimonde feel a strong fear.
Because on the current battlefield of Mount Hyjal, the invincible Burning Legion is experiencing an unprecedented defeat, or to be more precise, a one-sided and premeditated massacre.
Of course, during the war in which the Legion conquered most of the universe, it also encountered stubborn resistance from native creatures and suffered heavy losses.
But that often comes at the cost of even greater casualties on the other side.
However, this is the first time in history that a situation like this has occurred in which a team has been completely crushed in all aspects, including tactics, strategy and individual soldier quality.
Especially those devils with horns on their heads and tails behind them, which look somewhat similar to the demons of the Burning Legion. They had already forged a nearly perfect army through long and bloody battles that lasted for who knows how many centuries.
Among them, mid- and high-level devils often use their innate spell-like abilities, either casting large-scale magic to bombard the enemy's most densely populated areas, or to interfere and control, or to use unlimited high-level teleportation spells every day to infiltrate, cut, surround, and behead the enemy.
Since the Burning Legion has been fighting asymmetric wars for a long time, that is, using guns to bully the weak and using the majority to defeat the minority, it has rarely fought against an advantage, so many weaknesses and problems were instantly exposed after encountering a strong enemy.
In contrast, since the devils are accustomed to fighting against abyss demons that are several or even dozens of times their own number, they have long been accustomed to defeating the majority with the few and the strong with the weak.
In this two-way rush, a one-sided trend is inevitable.
If it weren't for the insidious and cunning demons who had been suppressing the battle line, the demons pouring out of the portal would have been cleared out long ago.
This means that the entire Mount Hyjal is now a trap.
On the other side, the reason why Kil'jaeden did not order to stop sending troops to the portal after suffering such devastating losses was that Archimonde had not yet died.
Otherwise, given his personality, there is a high probability that he will notice something is wrong and temporarily give up the opportunity to invade Azeroth.
Unless the Dark Titan Sargeras personally issues an order to do so at all costs, the Deceiver will continue to use the lives of countless demons to fill this huge hole that can never be filled.
Amid the shouting and screaming all around them all day long, the atmosphere between Zuo Si and Archimonde began to become increasingly solemn and tense.
The latter could even see a hint of creepy coldness in the other's eyes.
He understood that if Zuo Si really chose to take action, he would not have any chance of escaping and would definitely die here.
The only suspense is whether his soul after death will return to the twisting void to wait for resurrection, or will be detained by the other party using some unknown means.
You have to know that at this moment, there are already many demon souls of the Burning Legion on the battlefield. Before they have time to return to the Twisting Nether, they have been captured by some big winged devils and then imprisoned in gems or crystal prisms.
Even the Polluter himself had never seen this type of spell that directly targeted the soul. Even the composition of the spell and the energy that constituted its effect seemed so unfamiliar, so he would naturally be extremely cautious and vigilant.
Just as he was silently feeling the strange energies that suddenly appeared out of thin air and overlapped in his surroundings, a beautiful woman in a sexy hip skirt, black stockings, high heels and a translucent low-cut white shirt came straight to him with an elegant and seductive step, twisting her waist.
She completely ignored Archimonde, who was almost as tall as the World Tree, and took the initiative to bow to Zuo Si, and reported in Infernal Language: "Master, according to your request, all the legions have been assembled and can go to any designated battlefield at any time.
In addition, the armies of lords from other levels are also waiting on the other side of the portal.
Grand Dukes Gracia and Ferna have also expressed their willingness to come in person and fight alongside you.
The great Lord of Hell, Asmodeus, has also drawn forty devil legions from his own command to be ready for your deployment at any time.
I guarantee that once you conquer this universe and send souls back in an endless stream, you will be a hero and idol in the eyes of all demons, the undisputed Prince of Hell.
Your name and achievements will resound throughout the outer planes, and even the light of the gods will be extremely dim in the face of your glorious victory."
"Haha, okay, save yourself the flattery and compliments.
You should know that I am not interested in such flattery.
However, the fact that these lords reacted so quickly is consistent with my stereotype of the big devil being profit-driven.
As long as I offer enough benefits, they will all be happy to form an alliance with me.
Even someone like Viscount Maman who has no clear position and is two-faced. "
Zuo Si reached out and gently pinched the other's chin, admiring this lord's secretary who belonged to him alone. He then ran his fingers across his lips, chin, neck, and finally to the collarbone near the valley on his chest.
Obviously, Gramiel maintained this appearance and dress deliberately to seduce him and satisfy his aesthetics and XP in certain aspects.
After experiencing the political struggle on the fourth level, this pleasure demon has completely surrendered willingly and has taken the initiative to play the role of both a lover and a virtuous wife.
Although he is not as good as those lords at the subordinate level, he is already a big figure in the entire political and power system of Baator Hell.
This is also the reason why Glamir dared to ignore Archimonde.
“You are right.
Whether it's expanding into the Abyss or launching a war to conquer another universe, the huge benefits you can bring are enough to earn you a reputation and prestige that is no less than Asmodeus'.
The demons respect you, love you, and fear you.
It's a pity that you have no interest in the position of the Lord of Hell.
Otherwise you will be the most powerful challenger to the throne of Hell ever.
It is precisely because of this that Asmodeus gives you extremely high trust and authority.
I think it won't be long before you become like him, the unshakable number two figure in Baator, above the lords of other levels.
In addition, I also contacted the neutral yugoloth.
There are also many powerful lords among them who are willing to join this expedition and have offered a good price."
As he spoke, Gramir picked up the hand that was pressing on his collarbone and kissed it affectionately, then placed it in his broad chest and hugged it tightly.
Feeling the softness and warmth coming from his palm, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "You did a good job. Remember to go back and inform Mecanxiut to enter a wartime state from now on and transform all your souls into soldiers for me."
"Understood! I'll pass on your message."
Glamir reluctantly held out the big hand in his arms and bowed again, then once again ignored Archimonde and swaggered through the portal back to hell.
Although during this process, countless Burning Legion demons wanted to rush up to kill or capture the high-level members of this suspected enemy, they were all stopped by high-level demons such as horned demons, hell fiends, insect demons, and scorpion demons without exception.
What a joke! Zuo Si, the lord, was watching right there! If his exclusive female secretary was attacked by the enemy and injured or even killed, how could the others be safe?
What's more, Gramir is now a high-ranking boss at the ninth level who has the power to decide the promotion or demotion of a devil.
Being able to become familiar and win some favor at a time like this can be of great use in the future.
Just like that, the Devil of Joy disappeared at the end of the portal as if strolling in the garden.
Their arrogant attitude and unruly pace undoubtedly made the Burning Legion demons, who were used to running rampant in the physical universe, feel the huge humiliation that could not be described in words for the first time, and they attacked like crazy.
In a short while, the originally lush forests and trees of Mount Hyjal were completely destroyed by the burning of hellfire and fel flames.
Instead, there was crimson magma gushing out from the ground, and an emerald green high-temperature flame that was corroded and polluted by evil energy.
Only the area within a few hundred meters centered on the World Tree remains green.
Because Zuo Si and Archimonde are confronting each other here, anyone who dares to approach will be torn to pieces by the terrifying magical effects in an instant.
No one knew what was going on, and no one heard any spells being chanted or saw any spells being cast.
But one thing is certain, if you don't want to die, stay away from it.
Only Ob Nixilis, who maintained his dragon form, understood that the invisible force surrounding the World Tree was the super magic maze that Zuo Si had created for himself.
Within this range, he can not only draw on the power of the Faerun Magic Network to instantly create any spell effect, but also cast all spells that connect the world to the land cards.
The whole process does not require any spells or casting actions, it can be easily done with just a thought.
Even the famous anti-magic force field can only disable some functions of this powerful magic maze, but not all of them.
What's even more terrifying is that the core of the magic maze is engraved in the soul and cannot be permanently destroyed from the outside.
Unless Zuo Si was completely killed one day and even his soul was completely annihilated, it would be of no use even if he was hit by the Great Disintegration ten thousand times.
This is also the direct reason why Archimonde dared not move.
Unlike those low-level demons who lack rationality and intelligence, he was already one of the three giants on the planet Argus before he defected to Sargeras.
Although he is a generation younger than Velen and Kil'jaeden, it does not mean that he is inferior in magical talent and power.
After all, the first two gave up directly participating in the war a long time ago, and most of the time they were hiding behind the scenes to plan.
On the contrary, Archimonde has been at the forefront of the battlefield as a battlefield commander for tens of thousands of years, and often leads the charge himself. Both his strength and experience have grown very quickly, and his perception of danger is also extremely keen.
Don't ever believe that the older you are, the stronger you are.
Although generally speaking, the longer a spellcaster lives, the more his magical power and knowledge will increase exponentially, combat experience cannot be conjured out of thin air.
Countless academic mages who are proficient in theory and research are often pinned to the ground and repeatedly rubbed by unsophisticated mages of lower level than themselves in actual combat. This is the gap in experience.
By the same token, Iolum, who had the highest spellcasting level in the Netheril era, made a large number of revolutionary inventions, and was even hailed as a demigod, never defeated the wizard king Larloch, whose spellcasting level was far lower than his, in a spell duel.
Therefore, Zuo Si was determined to obtain Archimonde.
It would be best if the other party is willing to surrender voluntarily.
If you don't want to, don't blame him for using some cruel and extreme means.
"Who are you?"
After a long silence, Archimonde finally broke the silence and cautiously probed.
"Don't you already know that?
I am Soth, known as the God of Contract in this world.
In addition, I am also the Lord of the Ninth Layer of Baator and the Devil Prince, as well as the titles of God Slayer, Father of New Phyrexia, Chosen and ally of several powerful gods, Emperor of the West Coast Empire of Toril and Faerun, Conqueror and ruler of several worlds, and finally, I am also a planeswalker who can break through spatial barriers and travel freely in the multiverse.
We had a brief encounter when you arrived in Azeroth through the portal.
Although at that time I was using another body mortal controlled by a strand of consciousness."
While saying this, Zuo Si pursed his lips into a playful smile and gave a positive answer without any disguise.
Although in the universe where the planet Azeroth is located, the Titans are described as invincible beings in the physical universe.
Whether it is the group of Void Lords who have never shown up from beginning to end, or the Eternals in the Shadow Realm, or other forces such as the Holy Light Naaru and the Realm of Life, they are all younger brothers in front of the Titans who have awakened from the Star Soul.
However, Zuo Si did not have the slightest awe towards these "creators". Instead, he regarded them as targets for hunting from the very beginning.
Because for a planeswalker, there is no easier target to deal with than those who have enormous energy but no extraordinary divine power to match it.
What's more, as the level of the planeswalker's spark continues to increase, he can now absorb and transform divine power to a certain extent, so a Titan composed of arcane energy or fel energy is naturally not a problem.
"So you are an outsider who wants to defeat the Legion and become the conqueror and ruler of the entire physical universe?"
Archimonde was obviously no fool and immediately understood what the legions pouring out of the portal meant.
Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "You guessed right.
Everything I did before was just to strengthen my connection with the universe.
In fact, I was able to descend so smoothly thanks to the Book of Medivh and the Skull of Gul'dan that you gave me, as well as the huge energy emitted by the ancient soul that almost disturbed your self-destruction when you were absorbing the energy of the World Tree.
Otherwise, I would never have been able to confirm the spatial coordinates of Azeroth in the vast multiverse so easily.
At this point you have no way out, please make a choice quickly.
You know, my time is very valuable, and I don't have time to waste it here with you."
"What will you do if I refuse? Kill me and then trap my soul in the gem like you have trapped the other demon souls?"
Archimonde continued to probe with an uncertain tone.
Unlike Kil'jaeden and Velen who have strong obsessions or firm beliefs, what he pursues is only more powerful power and more forbidden knowledge, and he does not have much unshakable loyalty to the Burning Legion and the Dark Titan himself.
"No, that would be too much trouble, and I would have to find a way to revive you.
In contrast, I prefer a simpler and more rudimentary solution.
See that black, blue, or red grease splashed across the battlefield?
I will inject it into your body and complete you as I have completed other demons.
At that time, whether you like it or not, when the oil enters your body and transforms you, you will become a loyal and obedient new Phyrexian creature.
Not only you, but the entire Burning Legion will be mine in the near future.
Because before we find substances and magic that can resist the infection of the shimmering oil, no matter you are an Eredar, other demon races, or those self-proclaimed powerful and invincible Titans, you will not be able to escape the fate of being completely transformed. "
Having said that, Zuo Si deliberately paused, his eyes fixed on the huge portal leading to Argus not far away.
At this moment, a large amount of sprayed oil has seeped into the other side through the portal.
This means that the infection of the Burning Legion's lair has begun from this moment.
And this silent infiltration is the most terrifying.
After all, anyone who doesn't know enough about the properties of tar will subconsciously ignore the terrible effects and serious consequences that this substance may cause, and simply treat it as a kind of waste or combustible material.
If even one drop escapes surveillance and goes deep into other places, it won't take long for it to create a large pool of oil underground or in places that no one can see, and completely transform all living things that it comes into contact with, eventually forming a force that obeys the owner of the oil.
Generally speaking, the higher the level of technology and magic in a world, the more terrible the harm that the oil can cause.
In the process, the Shores learn, assimilate, and transform the acquired technology and magic, applying it to the creations of New Phyrexia.
By the time the other party noticed it, the latter had become extremely powerful and could not be eliminated in a short time.
Once a native civilization is dragged into the quagmire of war, it will soon decline and perish in the constant consumption.
To be honest, Zuo Si has never figured out how Urza, who was not yet a planeswalker, defeated Mishra, who was supported by Yawgmoth and Old Phyrexia, during the Brotherhood's War on the Dominaria plane.
The latter can even win this brotherly war effortlessly by simply continuing to spread the oil to infect the war machines created by the former.
But it doesn't matter.
Anyway, he would never make those mistakes that seemed very stupid and low-level, and would never give the enemy the opportunity to kill him completely.
"You...you actually want to use that oil to transform the entire planet of Argus?!!"
After seeing this scene, Archimonde could no longer remain calm and felt his entire head explode.
You must know that Argus is the Burning Legion's base in the physical universe!
Once this place is infected and reaches a certain scale, the enemy can form a two-pronged pincer attack by cooperating inside and outside.
What's even more terrifying is that billions of demon armies will become suspicious, doubtful, and divided against each other due to the characteristics of the oil, until a civil war breaks out completely.
After all, no one knows whether the other party has been infected with the oil, and no one knows whether those guys who have already transformed will suddenly stab themselves in the back.
If the entire planet of Argus falls, the offensive and defensive situation will be reversed instantly.
Even with a vast network of interplanetary portals, it would be difficult for the Burning Legion to organize an army large enough to match it.
Zuo Si raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and answered without hesitation: "Yes, this is one of the many reasons why I helped you stabilize your energy and open the portal.
Believe me, you don't have to worry about being hunted down by Kil'jaeden and Sargeras after betraying.
Because they will soon be unable to take care of these things.
From the moment of my arrival, the entire universe has completely become mine.
There is no power that can stop what is bound to happen.
I will destroy the order established by the Titans and the Burning Legion and reshape the physical universe.
Now, I just lack an adjutant who is familiar with the environment and has a lot of intelligence.
As long as you are willing to help me, I can consider allowing you to become a life as powerful as a Titan after achieving your goal, or to gather faith and become a true god. "
Become a Titan or a God?
This promise was so tempting to Archimonde, who was pursuing power, that he subconsciously clenched his fists.
After several minutes of hesitation and struggle, he gritted his teeth and responded: "Okay! I agree to betray the Legion and work for you! But you must first prove that you have the power to fight against Sargeras!"
"No problem! Watch carefully, I'll only demonstrate it once."
Zuo Si raised his hand and gently pressed it on the trunk of the World Tree. The Planeswalker Spark on his chest suddenly burst into a light ten thousand times brighter than the sun, illuminating the entire Mount Hyjal in white, making nothing visible.
The next second...
A loud bang like a landslide resounded through the sky. The energy gushing out from the Well of Eternity directly tore Nordrassil alive apart. The almost infinite arcane energy in the entire Well of Eternity gushed out and was absorbed into the body by Zuo Si who was floating in the air, without even a trace leaking out.
At this moment, he was like a god, emitting a terrifying power that could destroy everything.
Archimonde, who witnessed the whole process, had lost the ability to speak, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
He was undoubtedly very clear that the mere fact that the other party could absorb such a huge amount of energy without exploding showed that he had at least the same power as a Titan.
Otherwise, even himself and Kil'jaeden would be blown away within a second.
The power of the Star Soul is not something that ordinary people can bear! This is the consensus of the entire Burning Legion after occupying Argus and corrupting the Titans that were born.
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