But after being ravaged by three Eldrazi Titans, its energy had been drained away and it became a useless wasteland.
At first glance, the feeling it gives people is only deep despair and nothingness.
Not to mention living here for a long time, ordinary people may become depressed, crazy, or even want to find relief through suicide if they stay here for a little longer.
Especially after Graz'zt himself was abducted by the goddess of wealth Waukeen as revenge, the demons that poured in here to participate in the bloody battle completely lost their last restraints and let themselves go, building hundreds of fortresses and strongholds of all sizes on the ruins.
Some of them obey the orders of other demon lords, while others simply declare themselves kings and declare themselves the lords of the land around the fortress, and forcibly capture many low-level demons and use them as their subordinates.
They obviously saw that there was a vacancy in the position of the Big Three, so they tried to repel the devils and reoccupy the triple realm to gain the favor of the will of the abyss, and then replace Graz'zt as the new demon lord.
Perhaps the only thing that has not changed is the famous "Salt River" that runs through the three levels.
It got this name mainly because the river water sparkles with a crystal-like transparent luster like liquid salt particles.
However, like most rivers and oceans in the abyss, although the water is very clear, it is actually highly poisonous.
Anyone who attempts to drink or soak in it, including demons, will die a horrible death.
It can be said that toxin is the easiest thing to obtain in the Abyss.
But if you want to use it to kill a demon, you are definitely overthinking it.
This is because 99% of the demons have long since developed a body structure that is immune to most toxins in such a harsh environment, and can even drink a small sip of deadly salt river water to death.
Of course, now the river has become the new dividing line of the bloody battle.
The side closer to the abyss is the territory of demons, and the other side is the territory of the devil.
The two sides are fighting day and night over this poisonous river that runs through three levels. The endless groups of defensive fortifications and long-range covering firepower strikes are enough to disintegrate all forms of attacks in the long middle death zone.
As expected, the war once again fell into a cruel and long-lasting tug-of-war.
From the lowest cannon fodder to the senior commander of a legion, the only meaning here is to be constantly consumed by the huge flesh and blood grinder.
Although the devils have the help of the oil and can bring back the broken corpses and various scrapped weapons and equipment on the ground for reuse, the demons also sacrificed a new type of demon that incorporates the characteristics of the Eldrazi creatures.
The latter is not only immune to the infection of the oil, but can even draw energy from the oil to strengthen itself.
Moreover, the devil represents chaos, and chaos means having great creativity.
They took the weapons seized from the devil back to study them, and soon they made some messy and poor-quality replicas.
Although some situations such as self-destruction often occur, overall the technical gap between the two sides has been greatly narrowed.
At least in terms of long-range firepower delivery, we can fight back and forth and avoid being crushed unilaterally.
As one of the two highest-ranking commanders of the forces of Hell on the front line, the Khorne Angel Zariel has been stationed in a huge steel fortress called "Heart of War" since arriving at the front line.
Although it is called a fortress, it is actually a huge defensive fortification complex stretching for hundreds of kilometers.
Not only are there tens of millions of devil legions, but there are also massive amounts of scorching oil creations that have evolved into hell-plane attributes. There are more than 300,000 electromagnetic cannons and magic heavy artillery alone that can fire thousands of kilometers away.
Just one saturation attack can directly wipe out all enemies in a large area from the map.
In addition, there are the latest bred Infernal Dragons, peculiarly shaped aerial fortresses and large aircraft that are scattered throughout the airspace overhead, ready to support the entire battlefield when needed.
Zariel obviously didn't care at all about the crazy counterattack of the abyss demons in recent times.
Because she knew that with the firepower, manpower and logistics she currently had, even if the number of enemies tripled, they would not be able to gain any advantage, let alone destroy the entire carefully built defense line.
Even if there are occasional mad and fearless demons that are teleported directly to the rear to launch sneak attacks and sabotage, the second line of defense established by Lord Bayer of the first level can easily annihilate them.
Although Zariel had always looked down on this guy who had used conspiracy and trickery to gain his position, he also admitted that the other party was indeed an expert in defensive tactics, and often only needed very few resources to achieve a very exaggerated casualty ratio.
Therefore, the current situation on the bloody battle front can be said to be as stable as an old dog.
The most important thing is that with Zuo Si's crazy expansion in the universe where the planet Azeroth is located, the number of souls pouring into Baator, especially the ninth level, has skyrocketed.
Those Burning Legion soldiers and commanders who were captured during the war were forcibly transformed into members of the devil's army.
This means that the abyss demons can no longer rely on their numerical advantage of more than twenty times to directly crush the elite devil legions to death as they did before.
If the territory in the rear had not yet been transformed and digested, Zariel would even want to take the initiative to launch an attack, directly tearing a hole in the demons' chaotic front, and then using the advantage of high-speed mobility to quickly penetrate and annihilate hundreds of millions of enemies in one big dumpling.
When it comes to attacking, she is known for her madness and disregard for casualties, just to win one glorious victory after another.
Just as this devil duke, who looked like a celestial being but was full of tyranny and bloodshed in his bones, was staring at the real-time dynamic projection of the battlefield sent back by countless detectors on the wall and thinking about the next tactics, a killing angel who had shrunk to "only" four meters tall walked in from outside. He first bowed with one hand on his chest, and then reported: "My Lord Duke, Lord Soth has specially sent you a batch of new troops. They have now arrived at the barracks in the rear. How do you want to arrange them?"
"A new army?"
Zariel had a puzzled look on his face.
Because her army was constantly being consumed and replenished.
Normally, there is no need to inform myself of such a small matter. The staff officers and generals under me will naturally send troops to the war zone where heavy losses have been suffered for replenishment.
"Yes. This army is mainly composed of undead. Judging from their strength, they should be quite good. The commander in chief is called Arthas, a death knight who possesses a divine weapon."
The Angel of Death told everything he knew.
As the most powerful and highest-level unit in the Mechanical Angel Legion, she is almost completely wrapped in a hard metal can from head to toe, and both her physical and magical defenses are extremely terrifying.
If fully released, it can even transform into a behemoth of more than ten or twenty meters.
Once it is put into the battlefield, it will definitely be a humanoid Gundam.
However, unlike the Tyrannical Angels who pursue ultimate destructive power, the Killing Angels pursue efficiency in killing the enemy, so their weapons and capabilities tend to be more quantitative, miniaturized and intelligent.
They are equivalent to the brains on the battlefield, allowing the surrounding soldiers to exert 120% of their combat effectiveness.
In contrast, the Tyrannical Angel is more like a powerful attacker, responsible for tearing through the toughest and most difficult defenses.
"Death Knight Arthas? Ah! I think I know who he is."
A hint of amusement flashed in Zariel's eyes, and he instantly controlled the complex combat platform in front of him. Through a detector located near the barracks, he successfully captured Arthas, who was looking around in a daze.
The young Death Knight had not yet realized how dangerous the place he had arrived at was. Instead, he was very curious about the various strange races in the barracks.
Inheriting the tradition of Baator Hell's love of recruiting mercenaries, the barracks here not only have a large number of demons of various shapes, but also a considerable number of mortals and alien creatures.
Some of them come for faith, some are from the extreme lawful camp who come to combat the spread of chaos, and some come simply to make money or have been caught because they owe too much debt to the devil and can only come to the bloody front as cannon fodder.
Anyway, in this huge barracks, you can almost see creatures from all planes of the universe, from elementals and giants in the inner planes to alien creatures in the outer planes.
After completing the registration, these cannon fodders among the cannon fodders will be immediately assigned to different lines of defense and become glorious "line-filling babies" to fight desperately with the demons that are swarming in.
If you are lucky enough to hold on to the end and survive, you can naturally win a huge bounty and even have the opportunity to become the commander of a foreign mercenary group.
Because in the Hell of Baator, promotion based on military merit in bloody battles on the front lines is the most strictly enforced system, no doubt about it.
Even the boss doesn't dare to easily deprive a little devil at the bottom of the hierarchy of credit.
Otherwise, Asmodeus and the Court of Hell may intervene in the investigation at any time and give the most severe punishment to those who dare to interfere.
Of course, all this has nothing to do with Alsace.
Because he had just passed through the portal, he had no idea what was going on. He was even surprised why the living people around him were not afraid of him, but instead stood there boldly pointing at the thousands of undead in the Scourge.
What's worse is that there was a group of guys dressed strangely, who took advantage of his unpreparedness and directly snatched control of hundreds of abominations, giant skeletons, gargoyles and four frost dragons, and then fled with the spoils.
It's okay to get the Scourge for free! This scene made Arthas so angry that he almost rode his Invincible to chase after the Scourge, cut off its head, and then transformed it into undead creatures.
Fortunately, the steady Kel'Thuzad stopped the impulsive young man in time and whispered to him, "Don't get excited. We know nothing about the situation in this world right now. It's best not to rashly cause trouble."
"But those damn bastards actually dared to ignore me! They directly seized control of many undead creatures through unknown magic!"
There was a strong sense of anger in Arthas' tone.
During the rise of the Scourge, he personally destroyed the most powerful human kingdom of Lordaeron, and then captured Silvermoon City and the Sunwell, trampling on the pride and dignity of the high elves, and finally broke into the magical kingdom of Dalaran which was protected by a powerful barrier.
Wherever he went, people were terrified and would tremble with fear just hearing the word "undead".
But look at this group of "troublemakers" in front of us. Not only are they not afraid of the undead army that is ready for battle, but they even dare to rush up and take advantage of us.
How could the proud and arrogant Arthas tolerate this?
However, what he didn't know was that in the outer planes, at the junction of Hell and the Abyss, which tended towards evil, things like the undead were not really that rare.
Take those free necromancers and evil priests just now for example, a lot of them can be easily pulled out.
Not to mention that Orcus, one of the three giants of the abyss, has the title of "Lord of the Undead".
The undead legions under his command are far superior to the Scourge in both quantity and quality.
Many demon lords also have a considerable number of undead cannon fodder under their command.
Therefore, no one here would feel fear of the undead at all.
Just the opposite.
Since the undead are very susceptible to certain divine arts and magic, they are both useful cannon fodder and the easiest enemies to deal with in the eyes of the devil.
In addition, the number of the Scourge is relatively large, while the number of high-level undead with independent consciousness and awareness is small, which will naturally attract a large group of freeloaders.
Apparently, the newly arrived Alsace was given a good lesson as soon as he arrived at the military camp.
He did not see the fear and panic he expected, only pairs of eyes filled with greed.
"I swear! Sooner or later, I'll make those bastards pay the price!"
The Death Knight held Frostmourne tightly in his hand, his face twisted and angry.
Just when Kel'Thuzad wanted to say a few more words of advice, a portal suddenly opened out of nowhere, and Zariel's figure walked out from the other side.
She looked at him with interest before asking, "Are you the prince who killed his father and destroyed his country? I have to say that your first impression on me was pretty bad. Whether it was your impatient personality or your rebellious attitude."
"Who are you?"
Arthas asked back with his eyes gleaming with coldness.
"You can call me Zariel or you can call me Your Excellency the Duke.
I am the commander with the highest authority on the Bloody Front, and also your immediate superior.
remember!
From now on you low-level maggots are not qualified to ask any questions.
All you need to do is obey orders.
Do you understand? "
Zariel raised his chin slightly and assumed a haughty and arrogant attitude.
To be exact, this was her original arrogant and conceited appearance.
Before Zuo Si arrived, Zariel basically looked down on everyone except Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, and thought that those lords were all idiots and mentally retarded, not even worthy of licking his toes.
"Maggot? How dare you call me a maggot!"
Arthas had never suffered such humiliation before. All the anger that had been pent up for a while burst out at once. He raised Frostmourne and wanted to kill the "birdman" in front of him.
But the next second...
Ding! This sword that had always been able to cut through iron like mud actually emitted shining ice flowers the moment it collided with the silver mecha, and the sharp blade could only leave a white mark on it.
The crisp sound of metal collision seemed to be mocking something.
“This…how is this possible!?”
Arthas was completely stunned.
Because he never expected that the Frostmourne, which he looked down upon, would be unable to do anything to a piece of armor.
Of course, if he knew the thickness of this power armor, the magic metal used, and the spell-like protective ability it possessed, he would never have the delusion that he could cut it in half with just a rune sword.
What a joke! The thickness of Zariel and many high-level Killing Angels and Tyrannical Angels' outer armors is almost the same as that of modern main battle tank armor.
Moreover, they all use high-strength, high-hardness, and high-toughness magic alloys, and are heavily attached with protections with deflection force fields.
In addition, there is also the blessing of spell-like abilities.
Especially as a secondary-level lord, Zariel's entire body, including his body and equipment, has been strengthened by divine blood and divine power. Even Zuo Si couldn't guarantee that he could break his defense in one go, not to mention a small death knight like Arthas who couldn't even explode a star.
Before Kel'Thuzad could react to what was happening, Zariel suddenly grabbed Arthasasa's wrist with his backhand. The oil engine in his body suddenly began to roar, and his eyes flashed with terrifying hellfire.
moment!
Snap!
The hand holding the sword in Arthas's body, along with the Saronite wristband that was said to be able to defend against all physical and magical attacks, was forcibly broken and folded into a strange 90-degree right angle.
However, because undead creatures have no sense of pain, Arthas' face only showed shock and astonishment, and he did not scream like an ordinary person.
Zariel, who had been through hundreds of battles and even fought against powerful divine powers, did not give the little Death Knight any time to react. He directly snatched Frostmourne from the other party's hands, then pulled him off the horse, threw him to the ground and stepped on him.
Bang! After a heavy muffled sound, Arthas' pale and handsome face was directly stepped into the mud on the ground. The huge impact force even caused serious deformation of the bones and stiff muscles.
"You have great courage! But you are a little weak and your brain is not very good."
Zariel raised the corner of his mouth and commented in a sarcastic tone.
When the skeleton horse Invincible saw that his master was controlled, he immediately let out a shrill neigh and raised his front hooves, trying to kick away this terrifying enemy to help rescue him.
But unfortunately, before it could raise its hoof to the highest point, a tyrannical angel descended from the sky, grabbed it and threw it hard towards the solid stone fortress in the distance.
With a loud bang and a violent installation, invincibility was instantly transformed from a cool and handsome skeleton warhorse into a pile of broken bones.
Seeing that the supreme commander of the Scourge suffered an unprecedented humiliation, all the undead present began to become restless.
Especially those loyal death knights, all of them drew out the rune swords they carried with them, as if they were ready to charge at the command.
But Zariel is obviously not an ordinary commander, but an out-and-out war maniac and also an extremely arbitrary person.
She merely glanced at the Scourge with disdain, then raised her arm in a gesture.
The floating fortresses and large aircraft that were hovering overhead immediately began to flash dazzling lights, and then a large number of demons and mechanical angels descended from the sky. There were also tens of thousands of purgatory dragons, which surrounded the Undead Army, which was less than a million in size, in three layers inside and three layers outside.
A large number of black cannon muzzles and powerful magic rituals also locked onto them one after another.
If they dare to make the slightest movement again, the Scourge will be completely wiped out, without even a trace left.
At this moment, Kel'Thuzad finally recovered from his shock and shouted at the high-ranking undead who had taken action without authorization: "How dare you! Who allowed you to disrespect the great Duke Zariel?"
Seeing the words spoken by the second-in-command of the Scourge's command sequence, and also because of the overwhelming and undisguised threat of force above their heads, the undead's restlessness quickly subsided.
After all, although they are not afraid of death, they do not want to be eliminated in such a humiliating way.
尤其是许多高级亡灵已经开始逐渐摆脱巫妖王的洗脑控制之后，私下里都开始有了自己的小心思，怎么可能愿意在这种时候去白白送死。
像希尔瓦娜斯这种更是将阿尔萨斯视作仇敌，看到对方受辱连拍手叫好都来不及，哪里会上前帮忙。
所以站在高处可以很清楚看到了现如今的天灾军团已经分裂成了三个部分。
其中一部分就是以希尔瓦娜斯为首等着要让阿尔萨斯付出代价的叛乱派，另外一部分则是仍旧听从巫妖王命令效忠于阿尔萨斯的死忠派，最后一部分则是恢复了自由意志暂时还不知道该如何选择的中立派。
事实证明失去了统御之盔的加持后，所谓的天灾军团也不过是一团散沙而已。
扎瑞尔无疑察觉到了这一点，用充满警告意味的口吻说道：“小巫妖，你最好小心一点，不要再让这种意外情况出现。
否则，我不介意把你们统统像蚂蚁一样碾死。
你需要牢记这里是血战的最前线。
而你们这点人，充其量只能算是某条战线上几个小时的消耗。”
“明白。请您放心，我以自己的灵魂发誓绝对不会再有任何忤逆之举，会百分之百服从您所下达的每一个命令。”
克尔苏加德匍匐在地上以卑微的姿态向眼前这位魔鬼大公行礼赔罪。
因为向来对能量十分敏感的他，可以清晰感受到扎瑞尔所拥有的力量是巫妖王耐奥祖的几百倍都不止。
那种从尸山血海中孕育出来的恐怖气息，只有同样毁灭了不知道多少颗星球的阿克蒙德才能与之相媲美。
扎瑞尔满意的点了点头：“非常好！那你就立刻带着人前往四十二号防区驻扎吧。希望几天之后还能看到你活着回来。”
“如您所愿。”
克尔苏加德不敢有任何讨价还价，十分谦卑的低下头再一次深深鞠了一躬，全程没有去看整个脸被踩进泥土中拼命挣扎的阿尔萨斯。
作为整个天灾军团中极少数的聪明人，他已经意识到了这支在艾泽拉斯掀起滔天巨浪的亡灵大军最终会有什么样的结局，同样也明白自己要是还想保住小命唯一的方式就是老老实实的配合。
至于心高气傲想要摆脱控制的阿尔萨斯，现在已经没有了任何机会。
毕竟这么长时间都聆听不到巫妖王的声音已经能够说明很多问题。
注视着密密麻麻的天灾大军源源不断开赴指定区域，扎瑞尔这才抬起脚一把将阿尔萨斯从地上像只小鸡仔一样拎起来，注视着对方那双充满愤怒和憎恨的眼睛说道：“好好睁开眼睛认清楚形式！ 你以为自己是谁？ 还是那个洛丹伦王国集万千宠爱于一身的王子吗？ 又或者是被巫妖王选中的天灾勇士？ 不！ 你现在已经什么都不是了！ 你的父母被你亲手杀死、你的王国在天灾的蹂躏下早已覆灭，就连引诱你堕入黑暗的巫妖王，现在也不过是父亲手里的玩物。
至于你本人……”
说到这，扎瑞尔故意停顿了一下，突然从背后巨大的武器架子上取出一根鞭子，啪的一声狠狠抽在阿尔萨斯的脸上，发出一阵刺耳的狂笑。
“哈哈哈哈！你从现在开始起就是我的狗。所以尽管愤怒吧、咆哮吧、反抗吧，因为越是这样我驯服你的时候就越能从中获得满足感。”
“不！！！！！！你休想！”
听到眼前这个疯女人要把自己当成狗来驯养，阿尔萨斯顿时像疯了一样的挣扎。
但遗憾的是双方的力量差距实在是太大了。
扎瑞尔甚至没有使用类神力，仅仅是凭借烁油引擎提供的强劲动力就将其轻而易举的压制下去，而且还命人打造了一个充满耻辱性的项圈套在死亡骑士的脖子上，牵着铁链在满是人流的要塞街道上巡逻。
但凡阿尔萨斯有想要站起来的意思，都会立刻被一脚踹倒在地。
他唯一可以选择的就是要么趴在地上像条狗一样爬行，要么被打个半死像条死狗一样被拖来拖去。
毫无疑问，扎瑞尔这是在通过践踏自尊和人格的方式彻底摧毁死亡骑士的意志。
对于一个从骨子里散发出骄傲的人来说，没什么比这更加痛不欲生了。
甚至就连与其有深仇大恨的希尔瓦娜斯，都觉得让阿尔萨斯这样充满屈辱的活着远比死了一了百了痛苦一百倍、一千倍。
最开始的时候，面对希尔瓦娜斯三天两头的嘲笑，后者还会用恶毒的语言进行反击。
但随着时间的推移，他正在变得越来越绝望、越来越麻木，就连那双充满寒意的眼睛也在迅速失去光泽，空洞的就如同失去灵魂的躯壳一样。
看着跟几头地狱犬一起拴在城堡最内部房间里一动不动的阿尔萨斯，刚刚从外面赶过来的希尔瓦娜斯不由得微微感叹道：“这家伙已经彻底被您玩坏了呢，尊贵的大公阁下。”
扎瑞尔嗤笑着摇摇头：“不，你太小看阿尔萨斯的意志了。
他现在之所以表现出这幅半死不活的样子，实际上是在故意示弱好让我放松警惕。
一旦我解开了脖子上的项圈，他立刻就会找机会逃走。
想要驯服这种烈犬，最好的办法就是用时间来慢慢消磨。
不过无所谓，反正我有的是时间陪他耗。
反倒是你，参加了这么多天的血战，是否从有什么心得体会呢？
要知道父亲对你可是抱有非常高的期待。”
希尔瓦娜斯听到这句话立刻苦笑着摇了摇头：“抱歉，恐怕要让您失望了。
血战的规模远远超出了我所能想象和理解的极限。
它与任何一场我之前经历过的战争都截然不同。
无论是参战双方的数量，还是那些铺天盖地的法术和远程武器轰炸。
说实话，我根本无法想象您是如何将如此庞大的军队指挥得井井有条。
如果换成是让我来，最多半个小时一切就会变得一团糟。”
“不用那么谦虚。
我在成为大魔鬼之前也是观察了很长一段时间的血战，才逐渐理解它所代表的深刻含义。
更何况你所率领的突击队先后一次穿插成功，给恶魔大军的补给造成了巨大的破坏。
看来在小规模的运动战方面，你已经比很多魔鬼指挥官都更加优秀。
如果你是个魔鬼的话，我甚至愿意利用手头的权力授予你晋升的权力。”
在说这番话的时候，扎瑞尔丝毫没有吝啬自己的赞美。
“我不明白，像您和索斯阁下那样拥有神明般力量的存在，为何会对我这个小小的女妖格外关注？”
希尔瓦娜斯沉默了良久之后终于问出了一直困扰自己的问题。
扎瑞尔笑着回答道：“因为父亲马上就要展开一个庞大的计划。
为此，他需要一些既有能力又值得信任的使徒。
而你是距离成为合格使徒最近的人选。
不光是你，还有很多其他的人也被选中了，正在接受相应的试炼。
而且你要明白，父亲从来都不是一个吝啬的人。
对于自己人他一直都非常慷慨，甚至可以说慷慨的有些过了头。
只要你的表现能够达到他的预期，无论是力量、知识、还是永恒不朽的生命都唾手可得。
有时候我真不明白，你究竟还在犹豫什么？ 难道你不想重新复活恢复曾经拥有的鲜活生命和美貌吗？
不想让自己的爱人摆脱那身腐烂的躯体可以给予你温暖的拥抱和亲吻吗？”
“我……我当然想！只是这些对我来说太过于珍贵，无比害怕得到之后又再一次的失去。”
希尔瓦娜斯用略带颤抖的声音说出了一直隐藏在心底的实话。
因为在某种程度上就是她最大的弱点。
这位黑暗女王深知，一旦自己和纳萨诺斯任何一个被复活，那么重获新生的人都会不顾一切的也让对方复活，哪怕为此付出生命乃至灵魂的代价也在所不惜。
如果有人加以利用的话，那么完全可以通过一系列操作让其中一个复活再让另外一个“意外”死掉，并让活下来的人继续为自己卖命。
最重要的是，希尔瓦娜斯从不觉得自己有什么筹码可以与左思进行交换。
这种严重不对等的关系让她感到十分的不安。
“呵呵，你果然如同父亲形容的一样有趣，而且我喜欢你独立自强的性格。
但是你要明白，这压根就不是什么交易，更接近于一种恩赐。
你有某些父亲感兴趣的特质，所以他选中了你。
What you need to do is not to ponder what you can give, but to accept it calmly.
After all, you have become the twisted undead you are now, what do you have to lose?"
After saying that, Zariel walked up delicately, gently held up the Dark Queen's cold face that had been severely eroded by death and shadow energy, and suddenly released the suffocating power of the Great Devil without any warning.
The direct impact on Sylvanas' soul caused her spirit to fluctuate violently. Not only did thick black mist begin to emanate from her entire body, but one could also vaguely see mental power wriggling in the mist like tentacles.
There is no doubt that this is her true form as the undead banshee.
Sylvanas would only appear in this form when she was in real danger or when her body was out of control.
Fortunately, Zariel did not continue to force the other party. Instead, he demonstrated his strength and then let go of his hand, allowing Sylvanas to fall to the ground in horror.
The latter finally realized in this brief gaze that if the famous Khorne angel in front of him wanted to destroy his soul, he didn't even need to do it himself, he could easily do it with just a thought.
If even Zariel could do this, how powerful would Zuo Si, who created her, be? Sylvanas's psychological defenses completely collapsed at this moment, and her desire to be resurrected became stronger and stronger.
But Zuo Si obviously didn't know that his "good daughter" Zariel had already helped him a lot and was now standing only a step away from the front line of the bloody battle.
No matter how fierce and intense the fighting over there is, the devil and the demons will not cross the invisible line and bring the war to this empty area.
The reason is very simple! Here stand the three sealed Eldrazi titans: Emrakul, Ulamog, and Kozilek.
Having witnessed their terrifying destructive power and the horrific sight of leaving no grass behind wherever they passed, even the celestial beings from the upper planes who sent troops to protect this place from intrusion built their garrisons far away.
Even those high and mighty gods dare not approach easily.
But Zuo Si was obviously an exception.
When he appeared, neither the alien god servants nor the Seraph god servants had the slightest intention of stopping him. They just stood in the distance and stared at him with vigilant eyes.
They obviously knew very well that if Zuo Xi Jinping wanted to open the seal, they would have no way to do anything at all, let alone stop him.
After all, up to now, no one has been able to crack those huge crystals floating in the sky.
Seeing that these angels were so "well-behaved and sensible", Zuo Si did not make things difficult for them. He went directly to the top of Emrakul, who looked like a huge devil, and manipulated the crystals to slightly open a gap in the seal.
moment!
This powerful void life that condensed the concept of "self" in the only hive consciousness once again appeared in the spiritual world.
However, this time, it used the image of a Seraph of unknown gender and asked directly: "Do you want to sign a contract with us in exchange for the knowledge and power of the Dark Void?"
"Yes, I have thought about it. But there is a prerequisite, that is, what can be eaten, what cannot be eaten, and how much to eat must be controlled by me."
Zuo Si proposed the terms of exchange in an extremely serious and solemn manner.
He obviously knew what he was dealing with, and also understood the huge dangers involved.
But the problem is that if you don't do this, it will be impossible to catch up with the elder dragon brothers, Nicol Bolas and the spirit dragon Ugin, in a short time.
Especially our understanding of the dark void is too little.
“You should know full well that this is impossible.
Because I am the only Eldrazi titan with a self and reason.
Ulamog and Kozilek still acted on raw instinct and the hive mind.
They simply don't know how to control their desire for energy, and only frantically devour everything around them to strengthen themselves.
Even I can’t control it or stop it.”
While saying this, a very strange and distorted expression appeared on the face of Emrakul's Seraph Servant, as if mocking Zuo Si's arrogance.
But Zuo Si had obviously anticipated this result, and explained calmly: "Then I will sign a contract with you alone. As for Ulamo and Kozilek, I will only awaken them when needed."
"Oh? You want to separate the three of us?"
There was a hint of surprise in Emrakul's tone.
Zuo Si nodded slightly. "That's right. I hate too many uncontrollable factors in a deal. Since you are the only Eldrazi Titan with self-awareness and rationality, then you are the one. After all, I can't expect them to abide by the agreement when they are still acting on instinct, right?"
"Haha, your words remind me of Wu Jin back then. You are both equally conceited, both thinking that you are special and can be above everything with your clever minds."
There was a hint of mockery in Emrakul's eyes.
"Did Wu Jin do the same thing back then?"
Zuo Si was obviously surprised, but after just a second or two he looked thoughtful.