"Our Warriors who stayed in Mount Hyjal tracked down Tichondrius. They completed an amazing hunt and banished Dreadlord into Sea of Darkness."
In the combat hall of the Exodar spacecraft that was already sailing in the sea of stars, Diakum, with a touch of sadness on his face, said to Illidan who walked into the room:
"Those Dreadlord brutally murdered Governor Toserin, and his body disappeared. What do you think of this? Star Hunter."
"I haven't been back to Azeroth for ten thousand years, Vigilant."
Illidan leaned against the wall, shook his head and said:
"It still takes time for me to identify the various forces that have emerged in my hometown, but since you specifically called me over for this matter, it means that you must have the answer."
"This is the secret work of the forces of death!"
Dick maintained the signature move of a certain commander. He crossed his hands to support his chin and said:
"Perhaps soon, we will see a death lord walking around with Soul-Eating Demon Sword. The bastard on Northrend Icecrown Glacier nominally serves Burning Legion.
But I'm sure it's part of a more dangerous plan.
By the way, as a hero demon hunter who has fought against the Burning Legion for thousands of years, have you and your followers considered the future situation of this star sea after the defeat of the Burning Legion?"
Illidan shook his head.
He is under the magic horns, and the black hair hanging down on both sides of his pointed ears is also swaying. This is one of the few decorations on Illidan that still retains the characteristics of the elf.
Star Hunter said dumbly:
"Burning Legion's power is huge, and my hunters and I have tried our best to fight but there is no hope of a complete victory, so we don't think much about these "future" issues.
Illidari Keep your feet on the ground, we will just keep making plans and completing them, trying to pile up small victories into big ones. But obviously, you have your own views on the future.
There is still time before we reach the ambush point, so I am all ears."
Such efficient behavior made Vigilant very satisfied. Diakum always regarded Illidari as a trustworthy comrade, so he did not hide his information. After informing Land of the Dead and Burning Legion of all the inextricable connections, he concluded:
"Burning Legion has become a tool for Death Faction to create destruction. Although Sargeras himself may not care about this, after all, the pervasive corrosion of the void is real, but we cannot turn a blind eye to it.
Let me give you a suggestion.
I hope you can train more Demon Hunter in Azeroth. As far as I know, Spectral Sight of Demon Hunter is not only effective against demons, but negative energy creatures such as ghosts and Vengeful Spirit cannot escape your pursuit.
Material World needs such a keen Defender, and I have always had a question, besides elves, can other races become Demon Hunter?"
"It's very difficult, because their energy affinity is not up to standard, so the manipulation of Fel will be very slow, making it difficult for the inner demon to be born."
Illidan shook his head and said:
"In the past ten thousand years, we have also tried to recruit other races, but except for some rare exceptions, there have been few successful cases, except for one camp.
Warlock!
Warlocks of all races are good sources of soldiers, provided that their minds are firm enough, but this requirement alone is enough to wipe out 99% of the magic skills, which is as helpless as a paradox."
"If you are energy friendly, Eredar should be fine."
Diakum rubbed his chin.
He glanced at Illidan, shared a secret with him, and said:
"Actually, on our home planet Argus, there are some Eredar who were forced to transform into Man'ari. Although they became half-demon, they did not agree with the Burning Legion's recruitment. Those people were restrained in Argus and could not move freely. The Shaper Sargerei protected them.
I think if I give them a chance to become Demon Hunter...
However, this plan obviously requires a long time of preparation, so we still focus on the present.
In addition to hoping that you will train more Demon Hunter in Azeroth, I also want to ask you, is there a way for you to completely kill a Nathrezim in Material World?"
"It can't be done."
Illidan said decisively:
"I have expelled many Dreadlord, and even hunted many Nathrezim in Twisting Nether. I thought they would follow the characteristics of demons and be completely killed in Twisting Nether, but those guys would appear again after a while. I was still confused about the resurrection of these Dreadlord.
But now after you explained their connection with Death Force, I already know the cause and effect.
At present, apart from sealing, we have no way to "kill" these evil things, but..."
Star Hunter hesitated and said:
"I once heard rumors about a "demon artifact". It is said that that weapon can swallow all life. It is not a blood-sucking or life-extracting thing in the conventional sense, but a "devouring" in a literal sense.
Illidari has arrived in several worlds that have been poisoned by that weapon, and even the life of the stars has been completely extracted. That kind of scene has almost reached the conceptual level of "swallowing".
If Nathrezim also has the concept of "life", then they cannot escape the bite of the murderous weapon.
Unfortunately, Burning Legion protected that weapon to a very high degree and we were unable to obtain more information."
"You mean "Cursed Maw"?"
Diakum rubbed his forehead, thought for a while, and said:
"It is said that it was a battle ax made by a fanatical follower of Kil'jaeden. The demon admired Kil'jaeden so much that he regarded it as the most perfect life in the star sea, so it forged a cursed monster. The One's desire will swallow Kil'jaeden into it one day in the future, making the two become one.
Hiss, these demons are playing quite perverted ways."
Illidan let out a deep laugh, seeming to be teasing Kil'jaeden for encountering the "devil idiot".
"Finally, let's talk about the joint operation you have been planning."
Diakum knocked on the table and said:
"About Demon Star Marduun, when will Illidari prepare to take action?"
"No rush."
This question made Illidan stand up straight seriously, waved his hand and said:
"We have to complete the preliminary investigation first. If Argus is Burning Legion in the heart of Material World, then Star of Mardum is Twisting Nether Destroying the largest "war hub" between and Material World will put Burning Legion's power projection against Material World in difficulty for a period of time.
Because of this, the demons' defense power in Mardum is extremely exaggerated.
The combination of Illidari and Light Weaver Warband is not enough to make a head-on breakthrough. I still need to invite some courageous "heroes" in the sea of stars to participate.
It would be great if Army of the Light is also willing to participate in this grand event."
Dick nodded and promised:
"I'll contact them. After you complete the investigation and prepare, we will drop "Fist of Vengeance" on Mardum!"
"Vigilant! Voros the Exalted has captured the trajectory of the Burning Legion starship! Please go to the navigation station immediately!"
The call from Saloras cheered up Diakum and Illidan at the same time, and they immediately took action. The old Velen in Meditation Room also received this message. Velen sighed, stretched out his hand to close the scroll in front of him, and stood up.
He didn't know if he would encounter his brother in this ambush.
But if there is still a chance, he will try to save him without hesitation.
Kil'jaeden Ah, you have gone too far alone in the darkness.
Do you remember the way home?
"Boom"
Fel, who was hunting the battleship, shelled the flagship hull of the reconnaissance fleet, causing the Stalker Talgath, who was listening to Kil'jaeden's tactical mission arrangement, to get up from the command chair of the battleship.
This low-profile but extremely powerful Man'ari demon loudly scolded the commanders, asking them to fight back immediately.
So soon, in the asteroid belt in the middle of Azeroth Starfield, the two fleets began to bombard each other with naval guns. Even though this was just a Demon Fleet used for reconnaissance, and only four light Fel starships did not carry enough demon elites, the opponent's ambush power was not necessarily that superior, and the combat power of both sides was not one-sided.
The main reason is that all the starships used by Illidari are battleships captured from the Burning Legion. The demons are very familiar with their own battleships, and Talgas has been conducting close reconnaissance in the star sea all year round, making its demon commander very good at dealing with ambushes.
"Please wait temporarily, the Conqueror."
Talgas confidently said loudly to the special model Burning Legion communicator in front of him, which could make instant contact with Kil'jaeden:
"My Warrior and I will definitely win a big victory for you!"
"Hmm."
Kil'jaeden's mood today seems not to be high.
Leaning on the demon throne, it tapped the armrest with its twisted fingers, not caring about this unplanned ambush, perhaps because the Conqueror's brain, filled with war thoughts, was thinking about how to take over Azeroth's mess.
Polluter failed as expected. This was really shameful but it didn't go beyond the Conqueror's imagination.
Moreover, the cooperation between Polluter and its subordinate Destroyer has also brought a very good "strategic window" to Kil'jaeden.
The entire Northern Borderlands of the Eastern Continent has now been turned into a real demonic land under the ravages of Destroyer's demon Burning Legion. That place accounts for about one-tenth of the entire Azeroth area. It is indeed a good fulcrum for war. If it can be used properly, it will definitely buy Burning Legion enough time for its subsequent march.
It is said that Kalimdor also has an astonishing number of Fel Elves, Withered Druid and Fel Centaur left behind by Cenarius. These are all good cannon fodder.
Of course, Mannoroth's death in battle makes the Conqueror a little regretful.
In the realm of the Twisting Nether, there is probably no great demon that is as purely dedicated to destruction and war as the Destroyer.
What a shame, what a great knife.
As a result, it hit the Celestial Gold steel ingot Diakum and was shattered.
Kil'jaeden is thinking about how to receive "Legacy" left by Polluter and Destroyer. This is still Talgas The advice given by was very reasonable, so it sent Talgas to Azeroth in person, and appointed Talgas, its most trusted, as the forward commander.
It trusts the wisdom and skill of Talgas walking in the shadows.
Just like Argus Second Co-Governance Era back then, Talgas, who controlled Assassin Court, was also the most perfect "Shadow Eye" under the control of the two Grand Executors.
While thinking like this, Kil'jaeden suddenly heard a demon reporting to the Stalker:
"Report! A Naaru starship appeared on the battlefield ahead! Judging from the appearance, it should be a Army of the Light standard battleship. It hit the flagship at an extremely fast speed! The opponent's light energy shield is very powerful, and there are at least two Naaru charging it!
Our naval guns cannot penetrate the defense matrix and are about to collide!
Warning!
About to collide!"
Talgas immediately activated the defense device on the command chair. At the same time that he was fastened by the magic steel chain, violent vibrations came from the rear of the ship. The lights in the entire command room became scattered as the sky and the earth spun.
Some demons that could not be fixed were thrown out and hit the command platform with their heads bleeding.
"Switch to internal surveillance! I want to see who's coming!"
Talgas roared.
Soon, the magic surveillance inside the Fel starship was turned on, and the picture was projected in front of Talgas, and was also seen by the Kil'jaeden projection presented by Legion Communicator.
"It's Diakum! Damn Vigilant and his Lightforging Warrior, and Army of the Light's Twins Archbishop, they merged!"
Talgas scolded angrily:
"Activate the Fel engine immediately and prepare to jump out of this star field..."
This is a very correct instruction.
Encountering the terrifying combination of Twins Archbishop and Vigilant at the same time, no demon warship can resist their internal invasion unless it is prepared in advance.
Azeroth Universe's individual power is so powerful that it can completely affect a local war.
However, just when the demons were about to execute the jump command, Kil'jaeden stopped them. The Conqueror, who had looked lazy and uninspired just now, stood up from the throne.
Kil'jaeden seems to have seen the most gorgeous treasure in this sea of stars.
Its eyes were wide open, and even the scarred eyes were radiating light.
Its wings are folding and unfolding abnormally, which represents the Conqueror's excited and frightened mind at this time.
"Velen!"
The Conqueror stared at the hood Priest who was personally protected by Diakum on the magic surveillance camera. Even though the other party covered him tightly, Kil'jaeden still recognized this figure in an instant.
"Stop the jump!"
The Conqueror ordered:
"Stay here and let them come... Others, get out! You can run for your own lives. This time you will not be counted as running away. Talgas! You stay."
Kil'jaeden personally gave the order across half of the star sea. Although this also fell into the scope of "battlefield micro-management", it was equivalent to ordering the Fel cannon in the first row of the position to move a few centimeters to the left. However, at this time, no demon commander jumped out and shouted, "This is a random order, and the demon will not obey the call."
On the one hand, these demon commanders really don't have the guts to resist Kil'jaeden.
On the other hand, here comes "Light Butcher"!
It's rare that the Conqueror has mercy on them and allows them to escape for their own lives. How about running away... Brother, how many lives did Twisting Nether give you to block the Ashbringer's sword?
The demon commanders in the command room ran out one after another and escaped in Landing Pod. It would be better to fall into any world than to stay here.
On the empty bridge, Kil'jaeden activated the special function of the communicator, allowing its own projection to appear here as a star incarnation. It stared indifferently at the Stalker, who seemed to have been slapped in the face. He was lifted up and restrained in mid-air by the surge of Fel and was punished in the dazzling dark green lightning.
Kil'jaeden is punishing it for its "wild disobedience".
Talgas was also hit by the blow and rolled up and fell to the ground.
"Did you arrange this?"
The Conqueror's brain is still online, and it scolded:
"You and Diakum secretly arranged this "unexpected meeting" for me and Velen? Talgas, where did you get the courage! Did I give you too much freedom of action, making you think you can make decisions for me?
Talgas, is this how you repay my constant trust in you?"
"Sorry, Commander."
Talgas stood up, without wiping the demon blood from the corner of his mouth, and whispered:
"I betrayed your trust, so I will die today under Vigilant's Holy Light.
But you really need to meet your brother.
With all due respect, Kil'jaeden, who was once willing to sacrifice himself for the longevity of the race, is already sliding into the abyss of the real destroyer!
In the past 1,300 years, among the destruction orders you personally signed, more and more worlds without Void Infestation were destroyed just because they resisted Burning Legion. You can certainly argue that it was to maintain the majesty of the Burning Legion and to fulfill the will of Dark Titan.
But you are also enjoying the fun and satisfaction of destruction.
Planets burned and shattered in the destruction of the Burning Legion fleet, and countless creatures turned into powder under your will.
That is the happiness that demons should enjoy.
But that's not what Eredar's heroic leader should allow himself to do to relax... Fel's embrace of you is making the final transformation of you. If you embrace it without resistance, how can you look back in the future?
When Velen and Diakum return to our ancestral land with the desire to regain their hometown, how should you face the people who are still praising your sacrifice? How should you return to that light?
Dark Titan never really owned you!"
Perhaps it was the last farewell that made Talgas no longer hide its thoughts.
The most loyal Assassin Court officer said loudly:
"You can still return to your people! You can still be the same as before...Argus will accept you again, Commander!"
"You are really naive, Talgas."
The Conqueror looked at this overly loyal subordinate with complicated eyes.
It is difficult for it to describe its changes over the years to Talgas, but there is no doubt that the reasons and will that once supported Kil'jaeden to go into darkness are dimming. On the contrary, "foolish and loyal" guys like Talgas still retain their former ideas.
He used salvation and sacrifice to convince himself to persevere in the temptation of Fel, while Talgas used loyalty to resist the erosion of Fel.
"Bang"
The hatch of the bridge was split open by the blazing Holy Light and opened by Diakum with a kick. Vigilant did not step into it. He just looked at the figure of the giant red Great Demon Lord, then took a deep breath, turned sideways, and made a "please" gesture to the person behind him.
Velen also understood at this moment.
This was an arranged meeting. He looked at Diakum and Vigilant whispered:
"Kil'jaeden Commander is slipping into the abyss of destruction. He needs your help, even if he thinks he doesn't need it. His mind needs to be corrected.
Even if it is just for those worlds and creatures that have nothing to do with us, the tragedy from afar turns into tears and bursts into our ears, but only you have the ability to stop the spread of it all.
Sorry, Prophet.
After we go back, I'm willing to accept any punishment."
Velen nodded. He did not blame Diakum for being "arbitrary". He reached out and took off his hood, revealing his old and gentle face, and stepped into the bridge of the demon command ship.
Talgas carried a box and left from the shadows. Diakum turned around and chased away, leaving Lelan and Eredath here to protect the prophet.
Kil'jaeden is just a star projection here, it cannot harm Velen.
"Are you just going to turn your back to me like this? Kil'jaeden."
The prophet whispered:
"I have come a long way, my brother, and we have not spoken for more than twenty thousand years."
"Alas"
A complex sigh sounded from the Conqueror's mouth. Under the heavy pressure, it turned with difficulty to look at Velen. He was different from the memory. The wrinkles and white hair represented that he had not lived an easy life for more than 20,000 years.
Eternal Life's Eredar pays attention to the face coming from the heart. If it had not endured too many years of harsh criticism, Velen would not have become what it is today.
Kil'jaeden raised his hand and tried to touch his brother, but finally took it back. So many words came to his lips, but in the end, he just said calmly:
"Time has not been kind to you, you are old, Velen."