"Could it be some kind of sacrificial magic?" a Demons wondered.
By sacrificing the lives of the weak, as long as the number reaches a certain level, one can summon a powerful being.
Or perhaps they would exchange these fragile lives for overwhelming power from some unbelievable being.
Sacrifice magic is not uncommon in the universe, and these Demons all possess similar magic to varying degrees.
The Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras were quite knowledgeable and experienced, but they had never seen such strange sacrificial magic before.
"Whatever the conspiracy, it must be hidden inside that pyramid," Matriarch Sassz'ine analyzed seriously. "That pyramid spewing beams of Fel isn't just there to cover the sky; it must serve another purpose."
Grosse, the Infernal Lord, surveyed his crumbling, mangled body and stepped forward, saying:
"In that case, let's attack that pyramid and see what secrets it holds. They're just a bunch of weak ants; how could they possibly stop us?"
"Attack the pyramids will bring more sacrifices," a member of the Demon Inquisition said worriedly. "If more sacrifices are the mastermind's goal, then attacking the pyramids would only help them achieve their wish sooner."
"My suggestion is to wait and see," another Demons suggested. "In any case, we don't understand the secrets they possess. Perhaps they're bluffing, or they have magic we can't comprehend. We're just avatars here; losing them won't matter. We might as well witness this conspiracy firsthand and broaden our horizons."
The Demons in the Void are powerful because they act in avatars throughout the universe.
Even if the avatar fails and perishes, it will not affect the original body in the Void. On the contrary, it can learn from the failure and become stronger.
These cunning Demons were eager to see what kind of conspiracy they didn't understand was hidden behind this.
Lord Grosse of Infernal disagreed, shouting, "My body is on the verge of collapse, and I'm afraid I won't live to see that day. If you don't want to go out, don't worry about me. I will go out and see what's hidden inside the pyramid as soon as I get the chance."
The Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras have never been united. Infernal Lord Grosse insisted on this, and the other Demons could not say anything but to let him do as he pleased.
On the third day, the Alliance and the Horde continued their attacks in turn, just as they had two days before. Tens of thousands more soldiers fell Tomb of Sargeras, bringing the total number of soldiers lying dead there to over 100,000.
The Demons of the Tomb of Sargeras wiped out the enemy without paying any price.
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change; a strange force enveloped the entire Tomb of Sargeras.
Achoo.
Infernal Lord Grosse sneezed, and countless fragments fell from his mangled body.
"Could I have caught a cold? Impossible, I'm an Elemental, how could I be infected with a virus?" Grosse didn't know what was happening, he just felt his body going from hot to cold.
Looking at the other bizarre Demons, they also felt uncomfortable, as if they were ill.
"Impossible! I am Demons from the Void. My body has never been sick since fifty thousand years ago," a desperate aggregate muttered to itself in bewilderment.
"A strange force is affecting us; it must be related to the deaths of those creatures outside. What exactly is this force? Even we don't understand it."
The Demons quickly concluded that their magic was ineffective against it.
The initiative in the war was entirely in Illidan's hands. On the fourth, fifth, and sixth days, the Alliance and the Horde launched successive attacks on the Tomb of Sargeras, which lasted for a full seven days.
Finally, the Alliance soldiers were the first to be wiped out. This rabble organized by Greymane was no match for Sylvanas's elite troops, both in terms of numbers and combat strength.
At the same time, more than half of Sylvanas's men had died. She looked very bad. These were her soldiers, her subordinates, the foundation for her conquest of Azeroth, but they had suffered losses here for nothing.
The Demons in the Tomb of Sargeras were becoming increasingly unwell, falling into a weakened state that resembled a serious illness. Most of the Demons remained in a wait-and-see attitude. The Infernal Lord Grosse was the first to lose patience. His body was on the verge of collapse at any moment, so he decided to break out and try to storm into the pyramid to see what was going on.
That night, a green light streaked across the sky, accompanied by a piercing sound of air friction.
Grosse's massive, Castle- like body landed before the pyramid, causing the earth to tremble. He first spewed out countless Flames, burning away all life around him, and then punched the Fel pyramid.
A Fel shield enveloped the pyramid, and Grosse's fist slammed into it, causing ripples.
"How Fel shield stop my invincible fist?"
Grosse raised his fist and pounded it against the Fel shield. Although his body was on the verge of collapse and a strange discomfort had weakened him, making him much weaker than before, he was still a powerful Infernal lord, a formidable being that ordinary beings could not contend with.
Faced with Grosse's attack, even the Savior "Illidan" did not come out to fight, letting him attack the Fel shield again and again. The shield gradually cracked and was about to collapse.
Antonidas finally got his chance and quickly gathered his suicide squad around him.
Antonidas, eyeing Grosse's massive frame, was skilled in mass teleportation magic and planned to follow Grosse into the pyramid to destroy the Magic Circle that imprisoned the space.
Sylvanas disguised herself as an ordinary soldier and followed closely behind Antonidas.
Finally, with a deafening roar, the Fel shield shattered.
Grosse's Flames melted a large hole in the thick stone wall. He ducked and entered the pyramid, his massive body rampaging inside. The Flames burned everything in their path, and the Nightborne Guards the pyramid dared not resist and could only scatter and flee.
Antonidas saw an opportunity and led the suicide squad to secretly follow them, taking advantage of the chaos to enter the pyramid.
Unlike Grosse, who was blindly rushing around, Antonidas knew his purpose. He kept checking the crystal ball in his hand and headed straight for the room containing the space-binding spell. During this time, he encountered many Nightborne fleeing for their lives. The suicide squad displayed amazing combat power and quickly cleared the passage.
Grosse melted countless walls, Lava flowed inside the pyramid, and he finally rushed into the core of the pyramid.
This is a closed center, filled with a dense Power of Death.
Although Grosse was acting alone, he had already been targeted by detection magic cast by other Demons, so everything Grosse saw could also be seen by the other Demons in the Tomb of Sargeras.
When Grosse broke through the room filled with the Power of Death, the corrupting force spread rapidly, forming a straight line that stretched towards the Tomb of Sargeras.
Most of the Demons were unaware of what this power was, Demon Inquisition, being well-informed, exclaimed in astonishment:
"This is the power of the Death Wraith. If our hands are stained with blood, we will be entangled by these spirits and unable to escape. The Wraith Power that can affect beings like us is extraordinary. I have only heard that the Death Lord was able to wield it in the past."