"Are you and Sargeras going to war? I thought you were friends."
Earth, Bavaria.
Elena looked at Sargeras sitting opposite him with a calm expression.
She usually likes to sit on the outdoor spot outside this coffee shop for a while and enjoy the peace and leisure of this town.
"Our relationship... is rather complicated. With a mortal like you... we have to fight once."
Sargeras habitually said his favorite catchphrase, but before he finished speaking, he was changed by Elena's glare at him.
At this time, a waiter carrying a tray came over gently, and placed the coffee in the tray on the table between the two of them with some trembling.
"Thank you. As a demon, your service level is pretty good. Are you trembling because you are too scared and excited to see your master?"
The waiter was stunned when he heard this, then glanced at the expressionless Sargeras with endless fear, struggled to show a smile that was uglier than crying, and quickly retreated.
"You know everything?"
"I've known it for a long time, but now I'm too lazy to scold you. You've turned this whole town into a performance stage for demons. Will you stop if I say you don't allow it? I don't want to do some useless work."
Elena picked up the coffee and took a sip, then glared at Sargeras.
"Perhaps these demons have been playing their roles for so long that they have forgotten who they really are, and the masks on their faces have long since become their real faces."
The girl continued speaking pointedly, but Sargeras did not answer after hearing this.
"So, I can't tell whether it is better as it is now or as a poor and dilapidated town in the past. We need to think about it slowly."
"Then what did you find out?" Sargeras suddenly asked.
"Nothing is more important than family. If I could, I would trade everything I have for my parents to appear in front of me alive again, instead of the realistic substitutes that the two demons tried their best to play... Yes, I know very well that my parents suddenly appeared in front of me. It was by no means that you recovered their souls. You put me in this huge illusory stage to live. I have no objection, but please don't treat me as a fool."
Elena put down his coffee and looked at Sargeras in front of him seriously.
"So look at yourself clearly. You have lost your former relatives. You killed them with your own hands. Now don't repeat the same mistake and extinguish the last light."
If someone else dares to talk to Sargeras like this, then his fate will not only be expelled from the Burning Legion, but directly torn into pieces, and his soul will be dragged out and burned with flames forever.
"Whether I will become your God Queen, I don't care about that, and I have no right to resist. If you are not just using me as some kind of tonic to fill the emptiness in your heart, then think carefully about what I said."
"What do you want me to do?" Sargeras looked calm and spoke slowly.
"I don't want to tell you what to do, and I won't try to interfere with your decision. What I want to say is that you need to think carefully about it and the final result you want to get."
Maybe...
"I don't want to join that New Pantheon and accept the leadership of Sargeras."
"Is it more important how you feel or what you believe in? Shut up and stop making stupid excuses for yourself."
Sargeras snorted slightly and did not continue to say anything.
Elena knew that he had heard it. This dark god had a bunch of bad habits, and Tsundere was one of them.
"Even so, we still have to fight."
"That's your business. You men are all the same. You always like to use violence to communicate first."
"This stage won't last long. When the war with Sargeras is over, you have to leave this planet with me." Sargeras shook his head.
"Go and live in your dark lair, I won't..."
"Go to Azeroth, I think it's more suitable for you."
"Have you never been to Azeroth?" Elena was a little curious.
"That's right. Originally, I just wanted to get that Well of Eternity. Later, I wanted to kill Titan in the core of that planet. The last time I went there, I was only in those ant cities and Sargeras's palace..."
"So you have never looked carefully at that planet. If you don't look carefully at that world, how do you know whether the destruction you insist on is really correct?"
"You called me here just to preach to me!" Sargeras became a little angry.
Elena stared at Sargeras for a while, chuckled, then stood up and walked to Sargeras, leaned down and blew a breath into the ear of Sargeras, who was obviously stiff.
"Okay, let's go back. I don't want to sit here all afternoon... Also, are you nervous? Is it the absolute order that remains in your heart?"
Saying that, the girl gently bit Sargeras's ear.
"It seems that even though you have fallen, you have the same attitude of being at a loss for the fun of us adult mortals as you were, that Pantheon upright Warrior."
It's a pity that this scene was not captured by Azeroth's reporters and paparazzi, otherwise Sargeras Divine Venerable would have become the number one news breaker after Man of the Sunwell.
As for the fun of adult mortals... Well, Sargeras still enjoys that feeling deep down.
Maybe from the beginning, I shouldn't have agreed to Sargeras's proposal and come to this tiny planet together.
But this idea was soon thrown out of the mind. After all, piston movement requires great concentration.
******
At the same time, undercurrents were surging across Germany. Under the Iron Curtain, East Germany West Germany, under the instigation of some special figures, continued to engage in radicalization and marches and demonstrations.
They demand unification, and the Germans will never accept despicable division!
Chaos is growing, and once there is chaos, there will always be some careerists or people who are sincere for their own nation, who will be willing to sacrifice their own souls in exchange for something they want.
A Germanic young man, his name is not important, what is important is that he summoned the legendary devil at a deserted intersection on a quiet night.
This method of summoning demons spread throughout Germany at some point, and it is not difficult at all for those who are interested to learn more about it.
He offered his soul to a terrifying demon named Varimathras, who gave him ten years.
As a reward, the young man received the super strong physique he dreamed of and supernatural abilities that were no different from magic.
After a while, a Germanic hero wearing black tights, holding a flaming sword in one hand, and a shield in the other appeared everywhere. He led the people on the road to resist division.
The shield is engraved with Iron Cross, which is the most glorious symbol of Prussia..
Everyone didn't know the young man's name, so they all called him: Captain Germany.
As for whether he is the devil's toy, who cares.
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