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.
没过一会儿功夫，燃烧军团引以为傲的邪能火炮、魔能机甲等造物就全部被复制过去，然后再结合其他世界的科技制造出超级威力加强版，形成对原版全方位立体式的碾压。
不光如此，大量的新技术还被源源不断运用到那些被烁油组装起来的尸体上，使其呈现出一种血肉、机械与各种能量混合的诡异形态。
最可怕的是数量会随着敌人的死亡而滚雪球式膨胀。
当然，地狱这边同样使用了烁油的军团也差不了多少。
虽然恐虐天使扎瑞尔还在血战前线抽不开身，魅魔女王美坎修特要负责处理第九层面的内政同样也没工夫，可同样作为附属层面的领主欧尼希兹却率领着新生的地狱巨龙军团穿过传送门来到了海加尔山上。
跟他一起到来的还有整整十万多由不同品种巨龙组成的军团。
这些新生诞生的巨龙有个共同的特点，那就是都或多或少有部分魔鬼的血统，并且无一例外都在成长到一定阶段后主动接受了烁油的完化。
不仅可以喷吐地狱烈焰、闪电、冰霜、酸液和毒气等形态的龙息，同时还能把体内的烁油喷洒出来作为助燃剂或者用来对敌人进行大面积的侵染。
这也是为什么非瑞克西亚被称之为多元宇宙天灾的理由。
燃烧军团越是不计代价的向艾泽拉斯输送军队，左思麾下军团的数量就越是会随着敌人伤亡数量的扩大而增长。
换而言之，这是一场无限复活VS无限复活加无限增殖之间的较量。
由于双方都拥有几乎无穷无尽的数量，因此想要在短时间内分出胜负根本是不可能做到的事情。
想要像游戏中那样数以百万、千万计的玩家直接冲击阿古斯把燃烧王座扬了的情况，根本不可能出现在现实世界中。
因为燃烧军团的数量实在是太过于庞大了。
光是有资格统帅十万以上军团的高级恶魔指挥官，数量就高达百万乃至千万的规模。
在此之上还有像深渊领主、末日领主这类力量远超凡人的怪物。
要知道在原本时间线中，格罗姆·地狱咆哮能杀死玛诺洛斯并不是他本人有多厉害，其中偶然性的概率占到了百分之九十九以上。
也就是说完全属于瞎猫撞上死耗子，但凡少出现哪怕一丁点的意外情况，最后死的都是他和萨尔。
所以即便是百万老佛爷那个级别的大领主、大法师，但凡敢冲进阿古斯都一样是送菜，连能不能活着退回来都难说。
更不用提冲击燃烧王座去挑战遭到腐化的泰坦阿古斯了。
因此按照左思的计划，首先要稳固自己对于艾泽拉斯压倒性的绝对控制权，然后再稳步扩张到外域德拉诺，以及其他被燃烧军团占领的星球。
通过不断扩大战争规模，将军团的主力一点一点从阿古斯星球上分散到整个宇宙范围。
等到对方老巢空虚的时候，再率领精锐发动突袭，一举拿下这个燃烧军团在实体宇宙的老巢之一。
而想要做到这一步，首先要搞清楚军团在宇宙中究竟有多少个重要的据点和传送门节点，然后再制定有针对性的计划。
眼前原本燃烧军团最高级别的两个艾瑞达指挥官之一——污染者阿克蒙德，无疑就是最适合的带路党。
左思一直都坚信，从内部瓦解敌人是所有策略中最高明的一种。
所以此时此刻的他毫不掩饰释放着恐怖的威压，打算让对方明白自己是一个完全不逊色于黑暗泰坦萨格拉斯乃至更强大的存在。
从阿克蒙德惊恐中带着难以置信的眼神，还有站在原地根本不敢有任何动作的反应，不难看出他完全被吓坏了。
毕竟自从投靠萨格拉斯之后，这家伙已经见识过了泰坦的力量，还有被泰坦视作最大威胁的上古之神。
在他的固有认知中，这个宇宙所拥有最强大的力量无非就是泰坦和上古之神背后的虚空大君。
除此之外再也没有遇到过任何值得自己畏惧的东西。
可现在，这种固有认知被打破了。
无论是那些从巨大传送门源源不断涌出的魔鬼军团和新非瑞克西亚势力，还是左思这个拥有人类外表的怪物，都让阿克蒙德产生了一种强烈的畏惧。
因为在眼下的海加尔山战场上，战无不胜的燃烧军团正在经历史无前例的惨败，确切地说就是一场单方面有预谋的坑杀。
当然，在军团征服大半个宇宙的战争中，也不是没有遭遇过本土生物顽强抵抗而损失惨重。
但那往往都是以对方更加惨重的伤亡换来的。
可是像此刻这种完全在战术、战略和单兵素质方面遭到全方位碾压的情况还是有史以来的第一次。
尤其是那些头上长角、身后有尾巴，看上去与燃烧军团恶魔有着一定相似程度的魔鬼，早就在长达不知道多少个世纪的漫长血战中磨炼除了近乎完美的军队。
其中的中高等级魔鬼往往会经常使用与生俱来的类法术能力，或是施展大范围魔法轰击敌人最密集的区域、或是进行干扰和控制、、或是利用每天无限施展高等传送术在敌人中间进行穿插、切割、包围、斩首等。
由于燃烧军团长期以来打的都是非对称战争，也就是持枪凌弱、以多打少，基本很少打逆风仗，所以在遭遇强敌之后瞬间暴露出了许多的弱点和问题。
相比之下，由于魔鬼们习惯了跟数量几倍乃至几十倍于自己的深渊恶魔对抗，因此早就习惯了以少打多、以弱胜强。
在这种双向奔赴下，自然不可避免呈现出一边倒的趋势。
如果不是阴险狡诈的魔鬼一直在压制战线，那些从传送门里涌出来的恶魔早就被清理干净了。
这也就意味着，整个海加尔山现在就是一个陷阱。
另外一边的基尔加丹之所以在遭受如此惨烈的损失还没有下令停止往传送门输送军队，究其根源在于阿克蒙德还没有阵亡。
否则的话以他的性格，有极高概率会察觉到不对劲而暂时放弃这次入侵艾泽拉斯的机会。
除非黑暗泰坦萨格拉斯亲自下达命令不惜一切代价，欺诈者才会继续用无数恶魔的生命来填这个永远也不可能填满的大坑。
就在周围一片整天的喊杀声中，左思和阿克蒙德之间的气氛开始变得越来越凝重、越来越紧张。
后者甚至已经能够从对方的眼神中看到一丝令人毛骨悚然的冷酷。
他明白，如果左思真的选择动手，那么自己根本没有半点侥幸逃过的可能，肯定会死在这里。
唯一的悬念是，自己死后的灵魂究竟是会返回扭曲虚空等待复活，还是被对方使用某种不知名的手段扣下。
要知道这会儿功夫，战场上已经有许多燃烧军团的恶魔灵魂没来得及回归扭曲虚空，就被一些长着翅膀的大魔鬼捕获，然后囚禁在一个个宝石或者水晶棱柱内。
这类直接针对灵魂的法术，即便是污染者本人也从未见过，连法术的构成与构成其效果的能量都显得如此陌生，所以自然会表现的格外小心警惕。
正当他默默感受周围环境中那些突然凭空出现并迭加在一起的怪异能量时，一名穿着性感包臀裙、黑色丝袜、高跟鞋和半透明低胸白色衬衫的美丽女性，迈着优雅而又充满诱惑的步伐扭动腰肢径直来到近前。
只见她完全无视了几乎跟世界之树一样高的阿克蒙德，主动向左思鞠了一躬，并用炼狱语汇报道：“主人，按照您的要求，所有的军团都已经集结完毕，随时可以开赴任何指定的战场。
另外，其他层面领主的军队也在传送门另外一边等待。
格莱西亚大公和菲尔娜大公还表示愿意亲自前来与您并肩作战。
伟大的地狱之主阿斯摩蒂尔斯也从自己麾下抽到了四十个魔鬼军团随时听候您的调遣。
我敢保证，一旦征服了这个宇宙并将灵魂源源不断的送回去，您就会是所有魔鬼眼中的英雄跟偶像，无可争议的地狱亲王。
届时您的名字和功绩将响彻整个外层位面，就连诸神的光芒都将在您的辉煌胜利面前显得异常暗淡。”
“呵呵，好了，吹捧和恭维在我这里就省省吧。
你应该知道我对于这些阿谀奉承并不感兴趣。
不过这些领主反应这么快，倒是非常符合我对于大魔鬼唯利是图的刻板印象。
只要拿出足够的好处，他们有一个算是一个都非常乐意与我结成盟友。
哪怕是像马曼子爵那样没有明确立场两面三刀的家伙。”
左思伸出手轻轻捏住对方的下巴，欣赏着这个专属于自己的领主秘书，紧跟着用手指划过嘴唇、下巴、脖子，直至靠近胸前沟壑的锁骨。
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 a 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 mortal body 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 apart alive. 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.