There is no doubt that with the successful raid on Argus by Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong, the form of war between the two sides has completely evolved into an oversized "center-blooming" tactic.
Especially after the 32nd Legion led by Tok was fully deployed and built fortifications, it was like a nail firmly embedded in the enemy's heart.
He didn't even need to initiate an attack, just holding on firmly would make the Burning Legion suffer.
Because Argus is so important.
This is not only the main base for the Burning Legion's demons to be reborn after death, but the Burning Throne at the core of the planet also houses the souls of all the Titans of the Pantheon. No mistakes are allowed.
But the problem is that before disappearing, Sargeras gave Kil'jaeden a death order, requiring him to keep the Legion's portal in Azeroth at all costs.
So he is now in a dilemma.
On the one hand, the battlefield of Mount Hyjal must be heavily defended, and on the other hand, troops must be withdrawn to block the Devil's Astartes army, which has already formed a scale and possesses advanced weapons and interstellar combat experience.
The latter, in particular, has given fraudsters an unprecedented headache.
The previous nuclear bombing almost destroyed the Burning Legion's last large-scale mobile force, resulting in him now having to tear down the east wall to repair the west wall.
What's even more terrible is that with the powerful command ability she has already trained, Sheorin began to strategically oppress the Burning Legion throughout the universe.
This Dark Lord didn't care about the gains and losses of one or two planets or a few galaxies, but instead focused on attacking those portal nodes that were indispensable to the Burning Legion.
Each one lost meant that the Legion completely lost control of the area and could no longer send reinforcements.
The remaining garrisons would be overwhelmed by the endless supply of cannon fodder from New Phyrexia.
How many years!
The Burning Legion has always used endless demons and cannon fodder to overwhelm its opponents, and has never been overwhelmed by its opponents' use of human wave tactics.
Even the Lich King and his Scourge, who were able to grow like a snowball, never outnumbered the garrisons on any of the Legion's occupied planets.
The most outrageous thing is that the other party has achieved all-round transcendence in magic, technology, and weapons and equipment.
Many times, the Burning Legion's fel artillery has not even entered the range before the New Phyrexia's saturation bombardment will fall from the sky, and often they will be torn to pieces by the dense and fierce long-range firepower before they can get close.
Even if you use teleportation magic to launch a surprise attack, you often can't gain any advantage in close combat.
This is also why Tok commented that the Legion fought too many asymmetric wars.
In fact, the Burning Legion's technology and weapons are extremely distorted, as if primitive people were suddenly forced into a modern military system, and a sense of separation is everywhere.
For example, they clearly have space battleships and even things like satellite fortresses, but the range of most long-range weapons does not exceed ten kilometers.
But this is not difficult to understand.
After all, the Burning Legion is mainly composed of chaos demons from the Twisting Nether, the Eredar later recruited by Sargeras, and the indigenous people hatched on various planets.
Even the Eredar civilization, which had once developed to an extremely high level, was still a long way from entering the space age, and its main research direction was still magic rather than natural science.
In addition, after the Burning Legion was established, it basically dominated the physical universe, and there was no other force that could compete with it.
So although they clearly possessed many very powerful technologies, the things they created were full of goblin-like crudeness, and there was not much progress in tens of thousands of years.
Anyway, today's weapons and equipment are sufficient, so there is naturally no motivation to continue investing resources in more in-depth research and development.
Compared with the improvement of weapons and equipment and overall strength, high-level demons are more concerned about how to make themselves stronger.
Although the previous defeat in the battle with New Phyrexia had aroused the vigilance of the top leaders, a mere two years was obviously not enough time to develop something that could change the situation of the war.
At best, they developed some long-range artillery that relied on fel energy as propulsion to fire, and stuffed the energy of the fel energy artillery into physical shells to make them fire farther.
But the problem is that in the face of a dense defense firepower network, these not-so-fast shells are often intercepted before they fall, and cannot cause effective damage over a large area.
At this moment, Kil'jaeden, who was personally in charge of Azeroth, was flipping through reports in his hands that were either emergency calls or requests for reinforcements, his face so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.
Finally, he threw the reports on the table and grew angrily, "Is there no good news at all?"
"I'm very sorry, great deceiver. The current situation of the Legion is indeed not optimistic. Especially since the enemy suddenly tore up the armistice agreement without any warning, which caught us off guard."
An Eredar lieutenant lowered his head hastily, not daring to look at the other's eyes filled with green fel energy.
Because not long ago, several commanders who fought poorly or even lost their entire troops were severely punished, and some were even sent to the terrible interrogation room and tortured.
You should know that the fact that Argus was ambushed by the enemy caused an uproar within the Burning Legion, and was even regarded as the biggest shame since its establishment.
After all, it has always been the Burning Legion that invades other planets, but there has never been a case where their hometown has been invaded.
In addition, Tok's desperate attempt to throw a large number of nuclear warheads also made the legion's top leaders feel very frightened.
If there are enough of these weapons in stock, it would be possible for the enemy to push forward to the Burning Throne deep in the center of the earth.
If the dark titan Sargeras is alarmed by then, everyone will be in trouble.
"What I want now is not an excuse! It's action! It's a solution!"
Kil'jaeden banged the table hard to express his strong dissatisfaction.
Although he is not as impatient as Archimonde, and can even allow his subordinates to make mistakes and fail to a certain extent, he will never allow them to be incompetent.
In his eyes, the Burning Legion's current performance on all fronts is utter incompetence.
The Eredar lieutenant argued helplessly: "This is not an excuse, but a cruel reality. In this war, we are completely at a disadvantage in terms of both quantity and quality. Moreover, the enemy has obviously conducted a detailed study of the Legion's tactics. In other words, we are being targeted."
"So you mean we can only sit there and wait for death?"
Kil'jaeden raised his head and glared at the other man.
"No, of course not." The Eredar lieutenant shook his head. "What I mean is that it is obviously not wise to desperately defend a front line that is leaking everywhere. It will waste too much manpower in vain. In contrast, I prefer to concentrate my forces to solve the most difficult problems first."
"You mean... choose a place between Azeroth and Argus as a battlefield to lure the enemy into a decisive battle?"
Kil'jaeden obviously understood what his men wanted to express, and he stroked his chin and began to think about the feasibility of this plan.
Although he was not quite sure why New Phyrexia suddenly tore up the armistice agreement and launched an attack, since there had been no trace of Zuo Si himself so far, he couldn't help but feel lucky and thought that it must be the commander, Theore, who was causing trouble.
This means that before the bosses of both sides show up, the game will remain within the acceptable and controllable range.
As long as victory can be won on one of the two key battlefields or the other side is forced to abandon its original strategic goals, negotiations should be able to resume and a ceasefire can be reached again.
At that time, as long as the Burning Legion is given enough time, this unfavorable situation will be changed in a short time.
The Eredar lieutenant showed a sinister and cunning expression and reminded: "Please don't forget that we have spies planted in various races in Azeroth, as well as those Satyrs transformed from night elves. As long as we use them properly, we will definitely cause a lot of trouble for the other side."
"Using the power of Azeroth itself? Sounds like a good idea."
Kil'jaeden was visibly moved.
After all, instead of guarding the portal here and waiting for enemies to attack wave after wave, it is better to take the initiative and see if you can do some tricks behind the scenes.
Whether successful or not, it will ultimately play a restraining role to a certain extent.
After realizing this, he immediately began to send people to contact the dreadlords, succubi, satyrs, and warlocks who had defected to the Legion scattered throughout Azeroth.
You must know that although the Lich King and the Scourge of Northrend were taken away by Zuo Si, the undead stranded in the East and West Plaguelands did not disappear.
Quite the opposite.
They are still under the command of the Dreadlords and are fighting against the Kingdom of Lordaeron led by Calia to prevent it from regaining the Eastern and Western Plaguelands.
In addition, Satyrs have been a cancer on the continent of Kalimdor since the end of the War of the Ancients.
Although they are scattered in different places in small groups, they can still make quite a noise if they are gathered together.
As for those warlock groups hidden within various races, as long as they promise to provide more forbidden knowledge after the success, they can basically do whatever they want without any bottom line.
Although there may be a few warlocks who are still loyal to their own race, there are more people like Gul'dan who abandon their identity in pursuit of power and completely sell their country and race to the Burning Legion.
In short, based on the principle of waste utilization, Kil'jaeden needs them to act immediately.
However, what he didn't know was that Zuo Si had been staying as a guest in the capital of Lordaeron since returning from the Twisting Nether.
At this moment, he was standing on the top floor of the palace, overlooking the entire city.
Although this place was once occupied by the undead of the Scourge, Queen Jialiya had successfully recaptured it long ago and is currently cleaning and rebuilding it. Busy crowds can be seen everywhere on the streets.
If nothing unexpected happens, this severely damaged city will be completely renewed in a few months at most.
After all, most of the civilians managed to escape successfully.
With the help of the dwarven craftsmen from Ironforge, it is only a matter of time before the city is restored to its former glory.
"How does it feel to be a queen?" Zuo Si asked without turning his head.
Jia Liya, who was wearing a sexy dark red dress, responded with a wry smile: "It's terrible.
If I had known that being a king would require dealing with so many messes every day, I would rather not have taken over this mess.
Especially those cases concerning property inheritance and disputes, it is not easy to make a judgment.
In addition, the nobles in various places are also a big trouble.
On top of that, someone actually tried to interfere with my marriage, trying to separate me from my current commoner husband and marry me to a nobleman."
"It sounds like the political situation in the Kingdom of Lordaeron is a bit unstable?"
Zuo Si was so perceptive in this regard that he immediately noticed the undercurrent beneath the calm surface.
“You know, the Menethil family has always only trained males as heirs, so everyone is used to male kings and believes that the queen is unreliable.
But the problem is that I am the only one who has the inheritance rights right now, and there is no one else who can replace me.
Therefore, some nobles hoped to find a man with leadership ability through marriage to assist the prince and ensure political stability.
Others believe that a commoner is not worthy of the queen and may even undermine the dignity of the royal family.
To be honest, I would rather lead the army to fight against enemies like the undead and demons than get caught up in the vortex of power and politics."
When saying this, there was obviously a hint of irritation and annoyance in Jialiya's tone.
After all, the Kingdom of Lordaeron was built on the basis of the feudal system, and local feudal lords still have a great deal of autonomy.
So she couldn't kill the enemies indiscriminately like she did on the battlefield.
Otherwise there will be no order.
"Do you need my advice?" Zuo Si turned around and asked with a smile.
Jia Liya nodded immediately: "Of course, please show me a way. I tried to use the power of the church before, but they refused on the grounds that theocracy cannot interfere with secular monarchy."
"The church's choice was the right one.
Once they begin to interfere with secular monarchy, the line between the two begins to blur, which is a very, very dangerous tendency.
As for dealing with those annoying nobles, the method is actually very simple. Promote officials from the middle and lower classes to compete with them.
If I remember correctly, the entire Eastern and Western Plaguelands and Tirisfal Glades fell in the war with the Scourge, right?
This meant that the nobles actually lost control of the land, and some families were even wiped out.
If that is the case, then why not set up a special agency to conduct the review?
Whether it is inheritance or reclaiming the land, identity confirmation is required, right?"
As he said this, Zuo Si's face was filled with naked and undisguised malice.
As a tyrant who advocates centralized power, his favorability towards feudal lords has basically been at minus 100 for many years.
No matter whether these guys are kind or evil, merciful or cruel, in his eyes there is no difference at all, they all belong to the kind that need to be physically eliminated.
"You mean... to use censorship as a threat to force those nobles to submit to me?"
It was obvious that Jialiya was no longer the rookie who had just ascended the throne and knew nothing. She instantly understood what the message meant.
Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: “The essence of power is the ability to force others to obey.
So you shouldn't rule a country by fantasy.
Instead, you should use various means to suppress all opponents and make them maintain the most basic awe and fear of you.
Just like this censorship agency.
Those nobles who are willing to pledge allegiance and obey you can pass faster.
But if it is those families who are doing things in secret, thinking that you are weak and can be bullied, and trying to take away the power from here, you can just find an excuse to delay and prevent them from getting their fiefdom back.
As time goes by, the wealth they carried with them when they fled will quickly decrease, and they may even have no choice but to borrow money from merchants and incur heavy debts.
Believe me, in this situation, the so-called aristocratic glory, dignity, and decency are not as important as food, clothing, and shelter.
When these guys start to starve and freeze, and live on the streets like beggars, do you think they will still care whether the supreme ruler of the country is a man or a woman? Do they have the energy to collude and try to take away the power that belongs to the royal family? Most importantly, by punishing these guys, you can not only establish your authority and let everyone see the consequences of daring to disobey and question you, but also take the opportunity to weaken the aristocratic forces in the country and support civilian civilians officials to come to power.
All that is needed to achieve these goals is to set up an agency to review land qualifications.
Remember, as a king, never give in to any interest group.
Because as long as you take a step back, they will force you to take a second, third, or fourth step back.
The Game of Thrones is always a zero-sum game. There is no such thing as "you are good, I am good, or everyone is good". There will inevitably be a loser.
If you don't want to be a loser, you must maintain the power in your hands by any means necessary.
No matter who it is, if they dare to reach out to your power and challenge your authority, do not hesitate to kill them as a warning to others. "
There is no doubt that these words gave Jialiya a sudden epiphany, helping her understand the rules and nature of the game of power and solving many problems that had been troubling her.
For example, why do the nobles hate the queen and why do they want to interfere in their marriages.
It turns out that everything revolves around power.
After figuring this out, she immediately put on a different expression, stuck out her tongue to lick her tempting red lips, pursed her lips and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your teaching, I think I know what to do. Since these guys have bad intentions, it's not my fault."
"Come on, I'm rooting for you." Zuo Si encouraged with a smile.
There is a saying that goes, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish, and governing a small country is like cooking seafood.
In a small feudal kingdom like the Kingdom of Lordaeron, if you don't work hard to make the nobles have time to accumulate a lot of wealth, God knows what they will do in private.
Therefore, the monarch must find ways to get the nobles moving, continuously consuming manpower, material resources and financial resources.
Otherwise, it would be unclear who would be the king after decades or even hundreds of years.
The Tokugawa shogunate of the island nation did a very good job in this regard, especially the system called "Sankinkotai", which was directly equivalent to cutting a knife on the arms of those feudal lords and continuously bleeding them.
"Please rest assured. I won't let you down. By the way, you came all the way to the capital of Lordaeron. Could it be that you came all the way here to teach me how to be a qualified monarch?"
Jialiya suddenly changed the subject, a hint of curiosity revealed in her eyes.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. I have actually been waiting for the progress of Argus. I came here to hide for two days to avoid alerting the enemy. You have to understand that at my level, I cannot easily go out in person, otherwise it will inevitably trigger a chain reaction."
"You mean to say that personally taking action will lead to a direct conflict with the dark titan Sargeras?"
There was a strong sense of uncertainty in Jialiya's tone.
"No, I am mainly worried that when I fight Sargeras, the Titan souls imprisoned by him will take the opportunity to escape. So before fighting Sargeras, I have to get those imprisoned or corrupted Titan souls first."
Zuo Si expressed his concerns directly.
"Can Illidan Stormrage and Maiev Shadowsong really accomplish such an important mission?"
Jia Liya was obviously skeptical about this.
"Don't underestimate them both.
Illidan, in particular, had been preparing for this day for a long time, and his understanding of the Burning Legion surpassed anyone else.
Just give him a chance and he can create miracles.
Also, you should be careful recently.
Given Kil'jaeden's character, he certainly won't just sit there and wait for death."
After saying this, Zuo Si turned around and went back to sit on the sofa in the house.
Jialiya followed closely behind him, sat on the ground and snuggled up to him. She peeled the skin of a grape with her slender white fingers and put the flesh into her mouth. Both her movements and expressions were as gentle and considerate as a lover.
Zuo Si reached out his hand and stroked the other person's hair, cheek, and neck as if he were caressing a pet...
When her fingertips gently slid across her fair and smooth skin, Jialiya's muscles quickly tensed up, her breathing immediately became rapid, and her eyes revealed an irrepressible strong desire.
You have to know that she is not an ignorant girl, but a young woman who is married and has a child. She is not unfamiliar with matters between men and women.
She had never been nourished since she separated from her husband.
In addition to having undergone magical transformation, Tianran has an attachment to Zuo Si that cannot be described in words.
There is no doubt that if someone barged in at this time, it would be a lot of fun, and they would definitely think that the two were flirting.
Just when the atmosphere was becoming more and more ambiguous, a little girl in a white princess dress suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in from outside.
Jialiya was obviously frightened. She quickly suppressed the burning fire of desire in her heart, stood up and hugged the girl.
Needless to say, this girl is her only daughter and the only heir of the Kingdom of Lordaeron with royal blood.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why is your heart beating so fast and your face a little hot? Are you sick?" the little guy asked with an innocent look on his face.
"That's because it's too hot in the house."
Jialiya quickly made up an excuse to get away with it.
She didn't want her daughter to know what she was doing.
In comparison, Zuo Si was much calmer. He completely ignored the strange looks from the servants at the door of the room and even deliberately winked at the girl, without any nervousness or guilt at all.
Because this level of intimate contact was a far cry from the things he and Eribes were doing.
This fallen paladin lady would even deliberately choose the day when her husband returns to send out the invitation, and would make a loud noise to ensure that the other party could hear it clearly.
In addition, on the night of their wedding, Eribes not only fought with Zuo Si for three hundred rounds, but also threw the torn white dress out of the house, doing her best to humiliate and retaliate against Van Swick.
Now the entire Neverwinter City and even the North knew what happened between this once enviable couple.
Countless people laughed at Van Swick's cowardice, stupidity and incompetence.
If he didn't have a shoulder to lean on, with his mental state, he would have collapsed and committed suicide long ago.
After experiencing all this, Zuo Si's heart had already become extremely strong and was not affected by the outside world at all. He used only a few magic tricks to deal with this little Lolita who looked 70% similar to his mother.
Jialiya looked at the scene in surprise, unable to believe that the master she served would be so patient with a child.
Little did he know that Zuo Si was simply relaxing while waiting.
Just as he was enjoying his rare leisure time, the war on the planet Argus had reached a fever pitch.
The position established by the devil's Astartes Legion from Baator has now completely turned into a meat grinder.
After several attempts at attack, they found that the enemy did not continue to drop nuclear bombs. The commanders of the Burning Legion unanimously believed that this powerful weapon must have been consumed, so they immediately organized a continuous and torrential attack.
With the support of the long-range firepower of the fel warships, the vast demon army began to surge towards the position like a tide, intending to use the advantage of numbers to tear through the defense line and kill all invaders.
Unfortunately, they obviously underestimated the opponent's resilience and firepower density.
Accompanied by the roar of various electromagnetic cannons, energy weapons, bolters, and large mechas firing, the Burning Legion demons who lacked discipline and tactics fell down like wheat being cut.
There was even a mountain of corpses piled up at the forefront of the position.
After finally paying a huge price to start close combat, the demons were surprised to find that they could not defeat their opponents with equal strength.
Especially the little devils who served as cannon fodder, they were unable to pose even the slightest threat, and could not even penetrate the protective plates of the power mecha.
"Damn it! These guys' defense is too strong. Where are our mana mechas? We need a few mana mechas to tear open the enemy's position."
An Eredar demon commander yelled at the top of his lungs.
He had just witnessed another colleague swinging a magic blade at a Demon Astartes, but the opponent took the blow head-on, only to have a deep dent on his armor before being chopped to pieces by the chainsaw sword.
"Don't count on the magic mechs. They are too big and too heavy. They will be smashed to pieces before they get close to the front line."
Another Doomsday Guard officer raised a shield to block the oncoming bullets and rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Obviously, the war has reached this point and we can no longer withdraw just because we want to.
Either go all out to capture the position, or be beaten to a pulp by artillery, extreme fire and missiles during the retreat.
According to the Burning Legion's traditional fighting style, they will most likely not stop until all of their reserve troops are dead.
"But with such a dense fire network, if we continue to rush forward, it will be tantamount to suicide."
The Eredar commander glanced with lingering fear at the mutilated corpses lying in a pool of blood in front of him, and fear was revealed in his eyes.
Although demons do not truly die, their souls will return to Argus or the Twisting Nether after death to wait for resurrection.
But the problem is that the other party obviously has a device that can capture souls.
All the unlucky people who died near the battlefield had their souls sucked away.
He was currently at the edge of that area.
Going one step further, after death, the soul cannot return to Argus to be reborn.
In fact, not only the Eredar commander, but other high-level demons with some knowledge would stop in this area and dare not move forward easily.
Only those cannon fodders who knew nothing about this still thought they were still immortal and rushed forward like crazy, screaming and crying.
Up to now, less than 3,500 Devil Astartes have been killed.
The Burning Legion lost millions of demon troops.
The casualty ratio between the two sides has reached an extremely exaggerated number.
Just when the Burning Legion's attack was slowing down, the fel warships above finally began to show their power again and started firing fierce volleys at the defense line where the position was located.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Wherever the green beam of light and the fireball passed, it immediately became a mess.
Even the Devil Astartes cannot withstand such excessive damage. Basically, they will lose their combat effectiveness or even die if hit once.
"Now! Charge!!!"
The Abyss Lord, who was always the most reckless, shouted, then twisted his big butt and rushed towards the enemy who was operating the machine gun, raising his double-headed sword to stab the opponent through.
When the Devil Astartes saw this scene, he immediately put down his machine gun, drew out his own melee weapon, and rushed forward without showing any weakness.
The next second...
Bang! The two figures collided fiercely.
Although the Abyss Lords have always been known for their large tonnage and great strength, the Devil Astartes, who are over four meters tall and covered in heavy power mechas, are no idlers.
In the end, in this collision, the former used the inertia brought by the charge to force the latter back more than 20 meters.
But that's all.
When the Devil Astartes steadied his body, he immediately leaped forward with his incredible reflexes, avoiding the heavy armor hanging on the opponent's chest and slashing at his head.
"No!!!!!!"
The clumsy Lord of the Abyss obviously had no time to block or parry, and could only watch the glowing red axe fall down.
When the axe blade split his skull and splashed brain matter everywhere, the huge evil energy in his body finally exploded and turned into flames that swept across the area dozens of meters around.
When the flames dissipated, others saw that both sides had died.
But the Burning Legion couldn't laugh at all.
Because the Devil Astartes were just ordinary soldiers, while the Abyss Lords were the senior commanders of the legion, the two sides were not on the same level from the beginning.
Unfortunately, the bombardment of the fel warship is their last chance. If they don't charge now, they will be unable to charge later.
So they had no choice but to launch a fierce attack, at least to seize a position to prepare for the next attack.
“Hahahaha! Did you see that? This group of idiots actually rushed up wave after wave to die. I can’t believe that the commander of the Burning Legion would be so stupid.”
Looking at the piles of dead bodies on the front line and the endless stream of soul prisms being transported back, Tok couldn't help but burst into laughter.
At this rate of advancement, we won’t have any problem holding out for a month, let alone half a year.
"Sir, I think you are too optimistic. After all, the Burning Legion is the overlord of this universe, and they have many powerful magics and weapons in their hands. It is better to be careful."
The adjutant gave a cautious reminder.
But Tok sneered disdainfully: "Ha!
Have you forgotten that this planet under our feet is the enemy's home? Even if they have powerful magic and weapons, would they dare to use them here? Moreover, even if they use them, what will happen? Don't forget that we have cyclone torpedoes that can destroy the surface ecology.
At worst, we'll die together.
Anyway, judging by the time, Illidan and his team should have already entered the underground through the pipe.
Even if the whirlwind torpedoes were detonated, it would not affect them.
We will die for the sake of the grand plan of the great father of New Phyrexia!
Remember our slogan?
When saying this, Tok did not show even the slightest fear of death, but instead an inexplicable fanaticism.
"loyalty!"
The adjutant pounded his chest and growled.
Seeing this, the surrounding devil Astartes also shouted in unison.
For a moment, the entire command center and even the defensive positions were filled with thunderous "loyalty".
The demons of the Burning Legion who were launching a fierce attack were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and even for the first time, they felt an emotion called fear from the bottom of their hearts.
The reason for this situation is due to the use of genes from the Warhammer universe and the will bestowed by the Shuo Oil during the transformation.
When the two are combined, they create a group of unique creatures that possess both insidious and cunning attributes and absolute loyalty.
To their Creator, they are not only loyal but also devoted; but when it comes to outsiders, they will revert to their devilish nature and use any means to achieve their goals.
The fierce battle lasted for twenty hours. Finally, after suffering casualties many times greater than those of the enemy, the Burning Legion finally occupied a small frontier position.
But before they could even catch their breath, the Devil Astartes' counterattack arrived as expected.
In the following time, the two sides repeatedly fought over the maze-like trenches and underground tunnels.
If one tunnel or trench was blocked by dead bodies, dig another one.
Since both sides officially entered a short-range combat with bayonets, heavy firepower could basically no longer be used, and there was only a bloody fight using light weapons and melee weapons.
The seemingly endless battle even caused many demons to begin showing signs of mental breakdown.
Especially after they discovered those soul prisms underground that had not been moved away in time, and realized what death here meant, there were even cases of disobedience to orders and defection.
After all, many demons in the Burning Legion joined it out of fear of Sargeras, which was semi-forced.
In the past, he could at least get some soup and soul fragments by following the legion, but now he finds that he may even risk his life, and his true nature is immediately exposed.
As the intensity of the war continued to increase, the Eredar commanders and staff who remained in Argus gradually lost hope of expelling or destroying the invaders, and began to build strong fortifications in key locations in an attempt to encircle the enemy.
But what they didn't know was that while their attention was drawn to the demonic Astartes Legion, Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong had already arrived at the core of the Burning Legion's portal network.
"Is this the final node that connects tens of thousands of portals in the legend?"
Maiev Shadowsong looked up at the huge monster in front of her that was hundreds of meters tall and looked like the mouth of a giant beast. She was completely shocked.
In fact, along the way, she had seen too many things that were completely beyond her understanding, and for the first time she had a comprehensive and systematic understanding of the behemoth, the Burning Legion.
If there was no external help, she couldn't imagine how the power of Azeroth alone could defeat such an enemy.
Illidan nodded slightly. "Yes, this is the core and node of the Legion's portal network. It seems that our allies have done a good job. To be honest, I can't believe that we can reach this place so easily."
"In that case, let's do it quickly. I don't want to suddenly see a large group of demons coming out from inside."
Maiev Shadowsong appeared behind the Doomguard in a flash, swung the blade in her hand and beheaded him. The whole action was smooth and there was no delay at all.
When she turned to leave, the latter's huge headless corpse fell on the ground with its face up.
At this moment, this team, which had gone through several hard battles, had lost more than two-thirds of its members, with both the Watchers and the Demon Hunters suffering heavy casualties.
However, there was no frustration or sadness on their faces, instead they showed the joy of victory.
Because as long as the core of the portal is destroyed, the demons of the Burning Legion will be separated, and the entire internal network of the planet Argus will completely collapse in the violent energy explosion.
No one will be able to stop them from entering the Burning Throne of Antorus.
As long as the Burning Legion can be completely destroyed, these night elves don't mind paying the price of their lives.
Especially the demon hunters trained by Illidan, they have already put life and death aside from the moment they chose to embark on this path.
Death is just a destination for them.
Illidan walked to the center of the portal core, raised the key that was emitting emerald green light in his hand, and began to chant a clumsy spell that no one else could understand.
Not long after, the Eye of Sargeras under his feet began to emit a dazzling light, as if resonating with the core of the portal.
Almost at the same time, the ground beneath his feet began to shake violently.
The key even flew up into the air, entered the portal and disappeared without a trace.
"Run! Run! Don't look back! A violent energy explosion is about to occur here!"
The moment Illidan finished the magical ceremony, he shouted to Maiev Shadowsong who was waiting for him in front.
But before the latter could respond, the Eye of Sargeras collapsed first, emitting a light brighter than a star. Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar and explosion directly tore apart the core of the planet Argus. The terrifying kinetic energy was transmitted through the earth's crust and extended to the surface.
The evil energy in the pipeline gushed out like magma, flooding large tracts of land and even forming vast lakes and oceans on the surface.
(End of this chapter)
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