Because the noise caused by hundreds of thousands, millions, or even millions of personnel, equipment, and logistical supplies concentrated in a certain direction can be seen and heard by anyone who is not deaf or blind.
Except for those who are extremely stubborn, self-willed, and accustomed to arbitrary decisions like my father, I am afraid that most leaders with normal IQ and rationality will subconsciously prepare for invasion when they see neighboring countries gathering large numbers of troops and deploying various war materials on their borders.
After all, mobilizing so many personnel and materials will inevitably incur huge costs.
If it weren't for the purpose of gaining higher profits through war, who would have the time to mess around for no reason?
Don’t you think the financial pressure is not great enough?
In the same way, as the ninth layer of Baator Hell officially entered a state of war mobilization, hundreds of millions of demons were assembled into complete legions one after another, and everyone smelled the breath of war.
Especially in this huge cyberpunk city where there are already many forces from various outer planes and material planes, countless spies have already begun to inquire about who they are going to go to war with.
Especially those demon lords whose brains have been beaten into dog brains, every one of them is very worried that Asmodeus and Zuo Si will suddenly join forces to launch a large-scale invasion of the Abyss at this time, and once again occupy and transform several or even dozens of levels.
If that happens, the fragile balance currently maintained by the two sides will be completely broken.
Even the spider goddess Rose has stepped up her activities. Many dark elves who were originally low-key have become unusually active, trying to figure out which battlefield the huge legions that have been assembled are heading to.
After all, her kingdom is on the 66th level of the abyss, and she will be the first to be hit once the demons begin to invade.
In addition, the Orc God System and the Earth Spirit System, which had completely broken off relations with Zuo Si before, also became nervous involuntarily.
Gruumsh even suspended the long-term war with his arch-enemy, the elves, and transferred heavy troops back to his own country.
The Prince of Lies, Cyric, urgently formed an alliance with the Demon Prince Demogorgon.
The entire universe, whether it was the gods or other kinds of divine powers, held their breath because of Zuo Si’s sudden and drastic action.
Not to mention them, even the lords of other levels who were in the Hell camp were on edge.
Although most demons do not think that the prince, who has never been very interested in expanding his influence and power, would attack his own people.
But even if there was only a one percent chance, it was enough to make Viscount Maman, who was once an enemy of Zuo Si, feel very nervous.
At this moment, in the stock exchange in the huge cyberpunk city, countless gamblers and speculators are performing a tragicomedy of ice and fire.
The reason is simple! Such a large-scale military operation will definitely have a huge impact on the financial market.
What's more, the so-called "securities trading" here is not for the convenience of resource allocation, it is simply a complete casino.
The financial system on Earth has greatly helped the development of real industry and technological innovation during the more than 300 years of the rise of capital.
After all, the beginnings of the financial industry can be traced back to the beginning of the Age of Discovery.
At that time, ocean trade was undoubtedly the most profitable business.
As long as a ship could successfully sail to Africa, which is rich in gold and gems, or Southeast Asia and India, the origin of spices, or East Asia, the famous home of silk, tea and porcelain, and return to Europe with these specialties, it could immediately make several times or even dozens of times the profit.
But high returns come with unimaginable huge risks.
Whether it is storms, pirates, local chaos and turmoil, or counterparts from other European countries, a ship fully loaded with cargo may disappear out of thin air.
Even the wealthiest merchants, nobles, and royal families could not bear such huge losses alone.
In order to join in this feast, many European countries began to try their best to concentrate the wealth of the people to build more ships to control shipping routes and important ports, so as to ensure their absolute monopoly in trade in certain regions.
This model of raising funds and distributing dividends to investors was the beginning of modern finance.
As long as we look at the history of the European Age of Exploration, it is not difficult to see the key role that finance played in it.
It can even be said that almost all the maritime powers at that time had developed extremely advanced financial systems.
For example, Britain, which was the first to complete the Industrial Revolution; the Netherlands, which was able to become the sea coachman with its extremely small land area; and France, which had fierce competition with Britain.
In fact, before the end of World War II, finance played the role of serving the real industry.
However, the brutal world wars caused by the old capitalist powers' competition for resources and markets, the widespread rise of proletarian regimes, and the increasingly fierce class confrontations within the country led to the elite class actively pursuing deindustrialization and retaining only high-value-added industries.
This is also why social contradictions in developed capitalist countries in Europe and the United States were greatly eased after the war.
Even decades later, young people will still sing praises of capitalism and believe that it is the best system in the world.
Little do they know that all this actually stems from "self-castration".
Without a large number of low-end industrial workers, the low-profit manufacturing industry can be transferred to less developed countries, and the original fierce social contradictions will naturally no longer exist.
Moreover, they can lower the cost of goods through cheap labor, and then reap the wealth that the other party has worked hard to create through financial means, so that their own people can enjoy a better quality of life without a significant increase in income.
Later, as the concept of neoliberalism was clearly put forward, the modern financial system on the earth completely deviated from reality and became a debt-driven numbers game.
However, the securities market in Baator Hell is just the opposite. It was designed from the very beginning to be a Shura field full of intrigues and traps.
Its rise and fall have no direct connection with earnings and financial reports, but are entirely determined by the intentions of speculators.
Its purpose is not to reap wealth through capital means, but to reap the souls of speculators who participate in this game.
This means that even a small piece of related information may become a tool for behind-the-scenes manipulators to hype and create panic.
Therefore, the stocks and bonds here are experiencing violent fluctuations every day that are unimaginable to humans on Earth.
Maybe it was still rising in the last second, and it would fall through the bottom and become worthless in the next second.
Not to mention earth-shaking actions like the lord starting to mobilize for war.
By the way, in the stock exchange of the huge cyberpunk city, leverage of dozens, tens or even hundreds of times is a common operation.
Because everyone who enters the market holds the same idea in mind, either to make a fortune or to lose their soul.
It would be a miracle if there was any good result under such motivation and environment.
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!! Money! My money!"
"Oh my God! I...I'm actually bankrupt! How can I pay off all these debts?"
"Why? Why is this happening? Everything was clearly as I expected!"
"God damn it! It's all over now!"
"Hahahaha! I got it! I got it! Thank you, the great Prince Soth! From today on, I will be your most loyal believer!"
"Me too! Who would have thought that I just wanted to buy some military stocks and wait for them to appreciate in value to make a small profit, but in the end, the value increased thirty times in one go."
"Not only are military stocks rising, but even the stocks of several mercenary intermediary companies are taking off. It looks like they will continue to rise for at least several days."
"Let's go find a place to have a drink?"
"Let's go together! I happen to know a place that provides special services. You can enjoy other services while drinking."
…
Looking at the various figures in the trading hall who were either completely insane or laughing like crazy, the financial experts from the Marvel Universe's Earth felt their scalps tingling and their whole bodies soaked in sweat.
You should know that on Earth, any sudden stock market crash will be called "Black Friday".
But here, similar situations happen almost every day.
Especially the impact brought by this war mobilization has exceeded everyone's imagination.
Similarly, they also began to gradually gain a deeper understanding of this "completely free" financial market that connects countless worlds.
Even some people who once advocated financial liberalization began to make a 180-degree turn, believing that an unregulated market would eventually turn into a terrible disaster.
Because it is too "free", long-term investors simply cannot survive. In the end, bad money drives out good money, and all that are left are crazy gamblers and speculators who are desperate.
Several older traders even suffered a sudden heart attack and died on the spot because they could not withstand the steep curve that suddenly rose and fell.
Thinking of this, the person in charge from Renlian took out a napkin and wiped the dense beads of sweat on his head, and asked without turning his head: "How is it, our asset allocation table should be able to barely maintain a break-even point, right?"
"Judging from the current situation, it should be about the same, or even a small profit. But Cabor hasn't submitted the report yet. If he hasn't lost too much." Another woman in her fifties answered with lingering fear.
After trading started today, all financial derivatives such as stocks and bonds experienced ups and downs like a roller coaster, and so did the moods of all the operators.
After all, once a huge loss occurs, the loss is not just about money, but is related to the survival of the entire earth.
In addition, there is no such concept of "debts are paid off when a person dies" in hell. Instead, their descendants, as well as the forces and countries they belong to, will be directly held accountable.
The tremendous mental pressure that cannot be described in words would cause anyone with poor psychological quality to collapse instantly.
"Cabol?"
Upon hearing the name, the person in charge immediately frowned subconsciously.
He vaguely remembered that the other party seemed to be the boldest and most aggressive guy in the entire team. In pursuit of high returns, he had put all the money he had on stocks with unimaginably high risks several times.
Although the bets were right several times in a row, this adventurous style is not encouraged by the Human Rights Federation.
Just as the woman was about to say something, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie ran in from outside in a panic, shouting without taking a breath, "No... No! Kabol... He... He just transferred all his assets and ran away."
"What? Say it again!"
The person in charge's face changed drastically.
"Kabol ran away! He secretly increased the leverage by 170 times without our knowledge! All the assets under management have now become liabilities! Huge liabilities! And he also tricked me into transferring a large sum of money."
The middle-aged man told everything he knew in an extremely excited tone.
"How much is the loss?"
The woman's chest rose and fell violently, and the whites of her eyes were covered with dense red bloodshot in just a few seconds.
Because that is not just a few trillions or tens of trillions of dollars that can be slowly diluted by binding international trade settlements. At most, it will trigger global inflation.
There are only two types of currencies in this exchange. One is real magic metals and precious metals, and the other is the soul.
"1.5 billion... We now owe Hell Bank 1.5 billion souls. We must pay it back within three days, otherwise we will enter the asset freezing and forced liquidation process."
The middle-aged man said a number in a trembling voice that made everyone present gasp.
Fifteen billion souls? ! !
The moment he heard this number, the person in charge rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a bang, fainting.
There is no way not to feel dizzy.
Every soul means a living life.
And with the interest on Baator's debt, it would only take a few years to roll up a despairing figure.
He simply couldn't imagine what kind of reaction the Human Alliance would have when this news got back to them.
The woman screamed like a madman, "How dare he! Quick! Contact the UN Council! Ask them to send out the Astartes! Send out the Avengers! Capture Kabor no matter what!"
"But this is Baator. Any passerby or devil walking on the street possesses magical powers that are beyond our reach and physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people. Are you sure our people can operate here? You know, once you leave the safe zone, there are countless means of mind control, charm, etc.
Another person who was wearing a power armor, carrying a large amount of magical equipment and was in charge of security couldn't help but question it.
As a military attaché sent by the Human Union to be stationed here permanently, he was tasked with collecting intelligence, and he began investigating this huge, boundless city from the first day he arrived.
You won’t know the result until you check. Once you check, you will be filled with extreme panic.
Whether it is the devil's insidiousness and cunningness, or the popularity of supernatural powers and various advanced technologies, they are absolutely beyond the reach of human beings on Earth.
Take the Avengers founded by Nick Fury, most of their members are just slightly stronger cannon fodder.
Especially for mortals like Black Widow, Hawkeye, Iron Man, and Captain America, without magical equipment to resist mind control, they are very likely to be influenced and controlled without even knowing what is happening, or even become spies of the other party.
The same is true for those Super Astartes warriors who have undergone surgical modification.
In addition, evil magic that plays with souls and illusions that are so real that they can be mistaken for real are all things that cannot be cracked by ordinary technology.
Even some inconspicuous street gang leaders can cause huge waves on Earth.
"I don't care about that! Anyway, let's send the message back first, and let the Human Union Council decide the rest. If we don't catch Kabol, who will take the blame? We might even be brought to court and sentenced to death."
The woman grabbed her hair hysterically, her face full of a look of collapse and despair.
There is no doubt that the fate of these guys fully illustrates how dangerous and terrible finance becomes when it separates from the real industry and begins to become a huge casino.
Of course, what is even more terrifying are those "leeks" who do not have capital power but still try to make money from money.
It is precisely because of human greed and the desire for something for nothing that there is an endless supply of leeks to be harvested.
The goddess of wealth, Waukeen, who also resides on the ninth level of Baator, is observing the situation in the stock exchange with great interest. After a while, she commented, "Interesting! This is really a very clever way of robbing."
"robbery?"
A priest who was following the goddess nearby had a very puzzled look on his face.
“Well, it’s robbery.
Because the speculators and gamblers on this exchange do not create real wealth.
It's more like a group of people sitting at a gambling table robbing each other of their money.
The entire process does not create any corresponding physical object.
No wonder Soth thought it was ridiculous for these people to use transaction added value as a way of calculating wealth. It is estimated that at least one-third to one-half of the data is just water. "
As he spoke this, an expression of naked and undisguised contempt came over Woking's face.
As the goddess of wealth, what she values all the time is the real increase in wealth, not this false bubble.
This is why she strictly forbids her believers from doing these messy things, and she is very cautious when issuing currency, preferring to issue less rather than issue excessively, to ensure that every penny has a corresponding object.
Whenever he heard the men on the Stock Exchange praying to him, Waukeen felt more ridiculous than ever.
Because this is not her domain at all, but the jurisdiction of the goddess of luck, Tymora.
Most importantly, she doubted whether Tymora, as the goddess of the good camp, would respond and bless these guys whose hearts had long been devoured by greed.
"Then...should we take advantage of the chaos to acquire some high-quality assets that are entering bankruptcy liquidation?"
The pastor asked cautiously.
Without hesitation, Woking responded, "Of course.
Tell everyone in the church that as long as it is a valuable industry, they can buy it with confidence.
By the way, please help me find out who Soth is planning to deal with by making such a big fuss all of a sudden.
Oh, and send someone to bring over that mortal called Kabor. I'm very interested in his soul."
"As you wish."
The priest placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, then quickly turned and left.
Not long after, a terrifying bounty was offered by both the black and white worlds for the trader who escaped from the Human Union.
Adventurers, gangs, killers, and mercenary companies in the huge cyberpunk city immediately took action after seeing the high reward.
While on the run, Kabor had no idea that he had unknowingly become the cause of a storm.
To be exact, he no longer cared about these things and was carrying a box and walking quickly through a dark and narrow alley.
Just as the guy was trying to open the manhole cover, he suddenly felt something hard pressing against the back of his head. He trembled in fear and quickly raised his hands and begged, "Don't... don't shoot! I can pay a ransom to buy my life!"
"Buying your life? Do you know how much your bounty is now?"
A slightly seductive female voice came from behind.
Through the shadow reflected on the glass next to her, she could vaguely make out that this was a female tiefling holding a double-barreled shotgun. Judging from her attire, she should be a mercenary or adventurer.
"I've been put on a bounty?!"
Cabor was visibly surprised.
Because he felt that the Human Alliance should not act so quickly.
“That’s right.
Now if I can capture you back, I can exchange you for 50,000 souls.
这可是一笔巨款，换算成金币的话足够挥霍十几年的了。
我真诚的建议你不要耍小聪明。
因为悬赏说的很明白，只要保证你活着就可以了。
至于是不是会断腿、断胳膊、瞎掉两只眼睛、牙齿被一个接一个的拔下来并不重要。”
说话的功夫，女性提夫林掏出一根活化绳，打算先把这个价值不菲的悬赏犯抓起来带走。
可就在活化绳索把卡博尔捆起来的刹那，这位女性提夫林的脑袋突然毫无征兆砰的一声炸雷开，就仿佛从高处掉落到地面上的西瓜。
各种鲜血、脑组织和碎裂的头盖骨四散飞溅，直接喷了他一头一脸，整个人顿时两腿一软扑通一声跪下来，趴在地上开始不受控制的呕吐。
因为那场面实在是太血腥、太残暴了。
还没等卡博尔反应过来发生了什么，另外一名矮人就摆弄着一支大口径左轮手枪从阴暗角落里走了出来，冲着地上无头的尸体啐了一口唾沫：“呸！就凭你这个提夫林贱种也想从我手里把这单生意抢走？做梦去吧！这五万个灵魂的悬赏是老子的了。”
看着对方那熟练的摸尸技巧，还有对杀戮和死亡毫不在意的反应，卡博尔只感觉仿佛瞬间进入了冰窖之中。
他第一次意识到远在看似秩序井然的巨大赛博朋克城市内，居然还隐藏着这样的黑暗危险的不法地带。
正当矮人搜刮完值钱的东西拉着卡博尔想要离开的刹那，一道阴影突然从黑暗中钻出，以迅雷不及掩耳的速度来到矮人身后，直接挥舞匕首贯穿下颚将其杀死。
整个过程干净利落没有半点多余的动作。
这一次还没等看清刺客的身份，漫天绚丽耀眼的魔法飞弹便从天而降，当场把这个倒霉蛋打成了一滩肉酱。
由于一切发生的都太快、太突然，以至于卡博尔连反应的机会都没有，只能眼睁睁看着自己沦为被赏金猎人、佣兵、冒险者争抢的猎物，站在原地一动也不敢动。
因为他根本不知道在这条小巷周围究竟隐藏了多少冲着赏金来的危险分子，自己乱跑的话会不会被误伤。
可怕！ 简直太可怕了！
这里就是巴托地狱的真面目吗？ 卡博尔死死抱着手里的箱子，眼神中透露出一丝悔恨。
此时此刻他才终于意识到离开安全区域后，这里究竟有多么的危险，稍有不慎便会死于非命。
可问题是现在后悔显然已经晚了。
才短短不到十分钟的时间，整条小巷里就堆满了残缺不全的尸体，鲜血更是铺满地面形成一层粘稠的胶质物。
……
与此同时，早已抵达艾泽拉斯星球的左思还不知道自己突然决定向燃烧军团宣战引发了怎样的波澜，正站在海加尔山附近的一座高坡上，居高临下俯视着这片已经堆满尸体的战场，过了好一会儿才意味深长的询问道：“你做好准备了吗？”
“啊！我早就准备好了，随时都可以开始行动帮你打通进入阿古斯的时空隧道。”
伊利丹·怒风咧开嘴露出一排宛如恶魔般锋利尖锐的牙齿。
“既然如此，那就让游戏开始吧。
这一次，我不仅要击败萨格拉斯和燃烧军团，同样也要让泰坦万神殿彻底成为历史。
就像我承诺的那样，凡人的事情应该交给凡人自己解决。
至于习惯把自己意志强加给别人的泰坦，还是早点退出历史舞台的比较好。”
左思旗帜鲜明表达了自己的立场。
“明白了，我这就回去启动计划。”
伊利丹直截了当答应下来，随后开启一道传送门消失在原地。
他前脚刚走，后脚海加尔山战场原本平衡的局势就被瞬间打破。
只见绿魔判弗霖凯直接率领刚刚传送过来的庞大军团，朝着燃烧军团的魔能火炮阵地发起了冲锋。
仅仅一个照面，那些好不容易才打造出来的防线便瞬间被凿穿。
无数恶魔直接被这群追求进化的狂暴新非瑞克西亚造物活生生撕成碎片。
原始！
野蛮！
狂暴！
这就是绿色法术力派系的特点。
尤其是弗霖凯本人，基本上每杀死一个恶魔就会从对方身上卸下点“零件”安装到自己身上。
这也是新非瑞克西亚绿色派系的老传统了。
在秘罗地时空，他就搞过竞技场决斗之类的项目，赢的一方可以取走输的一方身上某个部位。
通过这种丛林法则般不断的残酷淘汰，最终剩下的基本个顶个都拥有丰富的战斗经验。
虽然在配合上有点小瑕疵，可并不影响战斗力。
“哈哈哈哈！来啊！燃烧军团的恶魔！用你们的生命来取悦我！”
弗霖凯咆哮着撕碎了一名深渊领主。
后者体内庞大的邪能瞬间泄露形成席卷一切的冲击波与绿色火焰。
他那无可匹敌的姿态瞬间引起了好几位高阶恶魔的注意。
其中就包括大名鼎鼎的末日领主卡扎克。
“那家伙是什么人？我以前怎么从来没有见过他？”卡扎克向自己的副官询问道。
由于这场拉锯战打了很长一段时间，因此双方的高级战力基本都相互混了个脸熟。
副官表情凝重的回应道：“可能是援军吧。毕竟他的外形跟那些自称新非瑞克西亚的生物非常接近。而且如果不能将其遏制住，他用不了多久便会把我们构筑的防御工事全部摧毁。”
“你来替我指挥军队，我要去亲自会会他。”
说着，卡扎克挥舞着能直接劈开城堡要塞围墙的巨剑，扇动翅膀腾空而起，朝着弗霖凯所在的方向飞去。
弗霖凯显然也注意到了体型硕大的末日领主，非但没有半点躲闪的意思，反而纵身一跃迎了上去。
轰！！！！！！！ 当两个拥有强大实力的生物碰撞到一起，仅仅是外溢的能量就摧毁了周围的一切。
恐怖的能量风暴甚至在一瞬间就杀死了成千上万的小鬼与莫尔葛。
整个邪能火炮阵地更是原地上天，连一丁点残渣都没剩下。
“你就是末日领主卡扎克？”
弗霖凯挥舞着利爪死死将对方的【龙王战刃】压在身下不得寸进。
“你是谁？新的援军？难道说你们打算撕毁协议向军团再次宣战吗？”
卡扎克一股脑提出了三个自己最关心的问题。
“没错！伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父已经下达命令要横扫这个宇宙。把你们赶出这颗星球就是第一步。”
说罢，弗霖凯开始加大力度，硬生生凭借烁油所赋予的强大引擎，在力量方面压过了末日领主卡扎克，随后将其一脚踹飞，在地上连滚带爬留下一条深深地沟壑。
“这怎么可能！”
卡扎克盯着自己崩裂、出血、不受控制轻微颤抖的虎口，满脸都是震惊和难以置信。
要知道他可是燃烧军团中仅次于基尔加丹、阿克蒙德这种黑暗泰坦副手的最高级别指挥官之一，仅凭一己之力就能轻松毁灭一座城市，曾经不止一次率领大军完成过对整个星球的征服。
从没有人能够在力量方面对其形成如此巨大的碾压优势。
“哼！也许在这个宇宙中，你和你所效忠的燃烧军团是最强大的势力，但与可以联通多元宇宙的我们相比还是差得远了。现在乖乖接受伟大新非瑞克西亚之父的恩赐吧。等你成为我们中的一员后就会明白这句话的意思了。”
弗霖凯一边说着一边快速奔跑，看上去就如同一条体型硕大的超级霸王龙，每一步都会引发周围地面轻微的晃动。
要知道他可是所有魔判官中体型最大、吨位最重的一个。
虽然速度和反应都略显迟钝，但拥有其他任何魔判官都无法比拟的力量。
其独特的身体构造完全就是为了正面硬碰硬而生的。
所以当弗霖凯冲起来的时候，根本没有什么能够阻挡其前进的步伐。
轰！轰！轰！轰！ 眼见这个庞然大物距离自己越来越近，卡扎克立马发动自己独有的印记，想要从对方身体里抽取魔法能量来施展一个强力邪能法术。
可让他感到意外的是，从绿魔判体内飞出来的并不是能量，而是大片黑色的烁油。
身为在海加尔山打了很长一段时间的前线指挥官，末日领主当然不可能不知道烁油的可怕。
因为一旦在临死前被这玩意沾染上，那就意味着用不了多久便会遭到侵染成为对方的一员。
就算死掉的恶魔尸体也会被烁油重新拼凑起来变成类似于亡灵一样没有思想、没有情感的炮灰。
这可比基尔加丹创造的巫妖王恐怖多了。
There was no time to think, Kazzak immediately released a group of shadow arrows to evaporate all the spark oil.
But how could Fulinkai, who had already rushed so close, give the other party such an opportunity?
He first swung his front limbs to pull the flying Lord of Doom down from above his head and threw him hard to the ground, then he jumped up and smashed down like a mountain.
Puff! Kazak couldn't bear such an impact, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth and nose immediately.
The severe pain made him become extremely bloodthirsty and violent. He swung the giant sword in his hand and wanted to kill the enemy in front of him.
But unfortunately, the Lord of Doom did not know that the thick and solid metal armor covering Flinkai's body was all made of magic alloy with the help of Jinjitasha.
Its hardness and magic resistance are so great that even Captain America's vibranium shield cannot compare to it.
As a result, several consecutive hits failed to break the defense, leaving only a few deep dents, which would be repaired by the shining oil in a short time.
On the other hand, Fulinkai took advantage of the close combat opportunity to directly gush out a huge amount of oil from his body, obviously wanting to finish off the Lord of Doom.
"It's useless. Stop struggling and embrace the glorious evolution. The great father of New Phyrexia is invincible!"
"No!!!! Don't even think about it!"
Feeling the black grease flowing into his body and even his soul through his mouth, nose, eyes and wounds, Kazak finally began to panic.
As a demon who can be resurrected infinitely, he is certainly not afraid of death. At worst, he can return to Argus and build a new body to make a comeback.
But the problem is that the other party obviously doesn't want to give him the chance to commit suicide.
"Hahahaha! That's not up to you!"
Flink laughed wildly and continued to pour in more shiny oil.
Before long, Kazak's struggles became weaker and weaker, and in the end he simply lay on the ground like a corpse, motionless.
Obviously, the time required to infect a powerful demon lord like Wanhua is simply incomparable to that of other demons.
However, with the defeat of Kazzak, the resistance on the entire battlefield collapsed instantly.
Countless high-level Burning Legion commanders were afraid that they would also be killed, so they abandoned their positions and ran towards the portal behind them, fearing that they would be caught by Shuoyou if they ran too slowly.
The beast army of the green faction of Flink took the opportunity to divide and surround these enemies who had lost their will to fight and were fleeing in all directions, frantically devouring their prey to strengthen themselves.
If things continue to develop in this way, it will only be a day or two before the Burning Legion is driven out of Azeroth.
But the Legion obviously won't sit idly by.
In particular, the other side of this portal is connected to the old nest - Argus.
Although the Titan with the awakened Star Soul had been abducted by Zuo Si, Sargeras had not only one Titan in his hands, but a dozen of them. Any one of them could be put in to keep the entire system running.
Moreover, long-term exposure to the chaotic and evil thoughts of the devil and enduring endless torture can accelerate the degeneration of the Titan's soul.
Once all of these former brothers and sisters have been transformed into his own form, Sargeras will be able to establish his own dark pantheon.
At this moment in the Burning Throne, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver was roaring with a ferocious look on his face: "Assholes! How dare they tear up the armistice agreement with the Legion? Immediately mobilize all the troops to send them over. The position on the other side of the portal must not be lost."
"clear!"
The Eredar lieutenant nodded quickly, and then passed on the order through the Legion's unique magical communication method.
In less than five minutes, three large demon armies marched through the portal and joined the battlefield of Mount Hyjal.
In particular, the rune weapons carried by one of the legions razed half of Mount Hyjal to the ground with just one shot.
The attacking New Phyrexian army was immediately hit hard, and Flink was almost killed on the spot.
Fortunately, his hard shell of "Iron Tyrannosaurus" played a protective role, but the inside was roasted to about 80% done by the extremely high temperature, and could only be slowly repaired by the shining oil.
Looking at the large number of Burning Legion demons pouring out of the portal, Zuo Si couldn't help but curl up his lips and whispered, "Is it so easy to be summoned? It seems that Kil'jaeden is not aware of the danger. Dear Illidan Stormrage, I have paved the way for you this time, and now it depends on your performance."
Obviously, Zuo Si launched the attack on Mount Hyjal in order to attract as many troops of the Burning Legion as possible from Argus and give "Egg Boss" the best opportunity to invade.
As a person who always pays attention to efficiency, he does not want to engage in a protracted tug-of-war with the other party, pushing one planet after another.
In comparison, it is easier and quicker to launch a decapitation operation.
However, this "leader" does not refer to Kil'jaeden, but his master Sargeras.
The Dark Titan had not been seen since being injured by Tong Zhao's explosion. He was probably either recovering from his injuries or figuring out how to deal with this terrifying artifact.