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On the one hand, the battlefield of Mount Hyjal must be heavily defended, and on the other hand, troops must be withdrawn to block the Devil's Astartes army, which has already formed a scale and possesses advanced weapons and interstellar combat experience.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 growled 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 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...
当指尖在白皙光滑的皮肤上轻轻滑过，佳丽娅全身上下的肌肉就迅速绷紧，呼吸也立刻就变得急促起来，眼神中更是透露出无法压抑的强烈渴望。
要知道她可不是什么无知少女，而是结婚并生育了一个孩子的少妇，对于男女之事一点也不陌生。
自从跟丈夫分开之后，她就再也没有得到过滋润。
加上接受过魔法改造，天然对左思有一种无法用语言形容的依恋。
毫无疑问，如果这个时候有人闯进来那乐子可就大了，百分之百会认定两人正在调情。
就在气氛变得越来越暧昧的刹那，一个穿着白色公主裙的小萝莉突然推开门从外面闯了进来。
佳丽娅显然被吓了一跳，赶忙压下内心之中燃烧沸腾的欲望之火起身抱住女孩。
不用问也知道，这个女孩就是她唯一的女儿，同时也是洛丹伦王国目前唯一拥有皇室血脉的子嗣。
“妈妈，你这是怎么了？为什么心跳的这么快，脸也有些发烫，是生病了吗？”小家伙一脸童真无邪的询问道。
“那是因为屋内太热了。”
佳丽娅赶忙随便编了个借口糊弄过去。
她可不希望女儿知道自己刚才正在做什么。
相比之下，左思的表现就淡定许多，完全无视了房间门口仆人们诡异的目光，还故意冲女孩眨了下眼睛，丝毫没有半点紧张和心虚。
因为这点尺度的亲密接触与他跟艾瑞贝斯之间玩的花样简直差了十万八千里。
这位堕落圣武士小姐甚至会故意挑选自己丈夫回来的日子发出邀请，而且还会把动静弄得很大，以确保对方能够清楚的听到。
除此之外，在两人举办婚礼的当天晚上，艾瑞贝斯不光跟左思大战了三百回合，同时将那件被撕烂的白色礼服从屋内丢到外面，竭尽所能的羞辱报复范斯维克。
现在整个无冬城乃至北地都知道这对曾经令人羡慕的情侣之间发生了什么。
数不清的人都在嘲笑范斯维克的懦弱、愚蠢与无能。
如果不是还有一个可以依靠的肩膀，以他的心理素质恐怕早就崩溃自杀了。
在经历了这些之后，左思的内心早已变得无比强大，根本不会受到外界的影响，仅用几个魔法伎俩就搞定了这个与其母亲有七八分相似的小萝莉。
佳丽娅则一脸惊讶的看着这一幕，有点不敢相信自己所侍奉的主人居然会对小孩子如此有耐心。
殊不知，左思这纯粹就是在等待的时候顺便放松一下。
就在他享受难得的闲暇时，远在阿古斯星球上的战争已经进入到白热化的程度。
来自巴托地狱的魔鬼阿斯塔特军团建立的阵地，此刻已经彻底变成了绞肉机。
由于经过几次尝试进攻之后发现对方并没有继续扔核弹，燃烧军团的指挥官们一致认为这种威力惊人的武器肯定是被消耗光了，所以立刻组织起了狂风骤雨般持续不断地冲击。
在邪能战舰远程火力的支援下，浩浩荡荡的恶魔大军开始如潮水般涌向阵地，打算借助数量优势撕碎防线，把一切入侵者统统赶尽杀绝。
不过很可惜，他们显然低估了对手的韧性和火力密度。
伴随着各种电磁炮、能量武器、爆弹枪、大型机甲开火时发出的轰鸣，缺乏纪律和战术的燃烧军团恶魔纷纷像割麦子一样倒下。
以至于在阵地最前沿甚至累起了一座尸体山。
好不容易付出巨大代价开始近距离搏杀，恶魔们又惊讶的发现同等兵力下自己根本打不过对手。
尤其是作为炮灰的小鬼，压根没办法造成哪怕一丝一毫的威胁，甚至连动力机甲的防护片都打不穿。
“该死！这些家伙的防御力太高了。我们的魔能机甲呢？我们需要几台魔能机甲来撕开敌人的阵地。”
一名艾瑞达恶魔指挥官扯着嗓子大喊。
他刚刚亲眼目睹了另外一位同僚挥舞手中的魔法利刃砍向一名魔鬼阿斯塔特，结果对方硬吃了这一击，仅仅只是护甲片上多了一道深深的凹痕，随后便被链锯剑当场碎尸。
“别指望魔能机甲了。那玩意太大、太过于笨重，还没等靠近前线就会被打得稀巴烂。”
另外一名末日守卫军官举着一面盾牌抵挡迎面射过来的子弹没好气翻了个白眼。
很显然，仗打到这个程度已经不是说想撤就能撤的了。
要么孤注一掷拿下阵地，要么在撤退过程中被火炮、极强和导弹打成肉酱。
依照燃烧军团一直以来的战斗风格，八成要等后备兵员全部死光才会罢休。
“可如此密集的火力网，如果继续往前冲的话无异于送死。”
艾瑞达指挥官心有余悸瞥了一眼前边那些倒在血泊中残缺不全的尸体眼神中透露出畏惧之色。
虽然恶魔并不会真正意义上的死去，而是死后灵魂会返回阿古斯或扭曲虚空等待复活。
可问题是对方显然拥有捕捉灵魂的装置。
凡是在战场附近死亡的倒霉蛋，有一个算一个灵魂全部都被吸走了。
他眼下所处的位置就是该领域的边缘。
再往前走一步，死后灵魂都无法返回阿古斯重生。
事实上不光是这位艾瑞达指挥官，其他有点见识的高级恶魔都会在这一区域停下脚步不敢轻易上前。
只有那些对此一无所知的炮灰还以为自己仍旧是不死之身，像疯子一样嗷嗷叫的冲上去送。
打到现在也才杀死了不到三千五百多名魔鬼阿斯塔特。
而燃烧军团方面则损失了数百万的恶魔大军。
双方战损比已经达到了非常夸张的数字。
正当燃烧军团的进攻陷入迟滞时，头顶的邪能战舰终于再次开始发威，朝着阵地所在的防线开始了猛烈的齐射。
轰！轰！轰！轰！ 只见凡是绿色光柱和火球扫过的地方，立马就是一片狼藉。
即便是魔鬼阿斯塔特也无法承受如此超额的伤害，基本挨上一下就会失去战斗力，亦或是干脆死亡。
“就是现在！冲啊！！！！”
向来最莽的深渊领主喊了一嗓子，然后便扭动大屁股一马当先冲向正在操作机枪的敌人，举起双头剑打算把对方刺个对穿。
魔鬼阿斯塔特看到这一幕，立刻撇下机枪拔出自己的近战武器毫不示弱的迎了上去。
下一秒……
砰！ 两个身影狠狠的撞在一起。
尽管深渊领主向来以吨位高、力量大著称，可在身高超过四米、全身上下覆盖着重型动力机甲的魔鬼阿斯塔特也不是吃干饭的。
最终在这场碰撞中，前者凭借冲锋带来的惯性把后者逼退了二十几米。
但也就仅此而已了。
当魔鬼阿斯塔特稳住身形之后，立刻便凭借自己那难以想象的反射神经纵身一跃，避开对方胸口悬挂的厚重护甲狠狠劈向头部。
“不！！！！！！”
笨重的深渊领主显然已经来不及格挡或是招架，只能眼睁睁看着那柄泛着红光的斧头落下来。
当斧刃劈开头骨脑浆四溅的刹那，他体内庞大的邪能终于轰然爆裂化作火焰席卷了周围几十米的区域。
等火焰消散，其他人才看到双方同归于尽了。
不过燃烧军团这边可一点也笑不出来。
因为魔鬼阿斯塔特只是普通士兵，而深渊领主则是军团的高级指挥官，双方从一开始就不在同等级别上。
可遗憾的是邪能战舰的炮击就是他们最后的机会，如果这个时候不冲待会就更冲不动了。
所以只能硬着头皮发起猛攻，至少抢下一块阵地好为下次进攻做准备。
“哈哈哈哈！你看到了吗？这群白痴居然一波接一波的冲上来送死。我简直不敢相信燃烧军团的指挥官竟然会如此的愚蠢。”
看着前线堆积如山的死尸，还有源源不断被运回去的灵魂棱柱，托克忍不住发出了一阵狂笑。
照这个推进速度别说是坚守一个月，就是半年问题都不大。
“阁下，我认为您太过于乐观了。毕竟燃烧军团好歹也是这个宇宙的霸主，手里掌握着许多威力巨大的魔法和武器，还是小心一点比较好。”
副官小心翼翼的提醒了一句。
但托克却发出一阵不屑的嗤笑：“哈！
你难道忘记我们脚下这颗星球是对方的老巢吗？ 他们就算有强大的魔法和武器敢在这里使用？ 更何况就算使用了又能怎么样？ 别忘了我们可是拥有摧毁地表生态的旋风鱼雷。
大不了一起同归于尽。
反正算算时间，伊利丹和他的队伍应该已经顺着管道进入地下。
就算引爆旋风鱼雷也影响不到他们。
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 into 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)