Sargeras who is on a business trip is going to become an incompetent husband
(Added update [1/5] for brothers who have been correcting mistakes)
Mother Shahraz's Demon King's Court has begun to unite vertically and horizontally.
Facts have proved that the secret visitor is indeed capable. Several nearby demon planets quickly responded to the call, and the Nathrezims indeed brought her a quite powerful Fel fleet as promised.
The demons in the nearby star area temporarily united under the threat of the insect swarm. They fought several battles with Toranar Swarm and barely blocked the advance of the insect swarm.
But to be honest, this victory does not have much use other than protecting these demon planets.
Because Twisting Nether and Material Galaxy both have a three-dimensional eight-quadrant space structure, not counting the phase shift and a series of supernatural abilities that the insect swarm's casters can turn on, this means that blocking the insect swarm in one direction cannot stop their outward spread at all.
In the last round of "bloody battle", the Conqueror Kil'jaeden mobilized countless manpower and material resources to trap Shadow Chasing Swarm in all three-dimensional directions. This prevented the scale of the bloody battle from spreading and affecting Burning Legion's action plan.
This condition no longer exists.
After the swarm realized that the demons had completed their alliance, Overmind of Toranar Swarm did not even waste time to continue to fight against these guys. It ordered the swarm to continue to expand and advance in all directions until it encountered obstacles that could not be broken through in other directions.
Therefore, Mother Shahraz and her demon allies did not even feel happy about their victory for a week before they were horrified to find that a swarm of insects broke out again in the star sector behind them.
This means that these demons are in the most desperate situation.
They are "counter-surrounded" by the insect swarm!
What was originally thought to be "Victory Qidian" has turned out to be an "isolated island" in the raging sea of insects. Now the insect swarm is expanding rapidly and they don't care about their hard backbone. Once the insect swarm's expansion in other directions is also blocked, it means that their doom will soon come.
At this time, the cunning Nathrezim messenger gave the mistress a second choice.
Or stay here and wait to die!
Either take all the elites under her command to break out in the Fel fleet, and go to the other Demon King's Courts who have also united to "join".
It was only then that Mother Shahraz realized that he had been tricked by Nathrezim.
The other party said to congratulate her on embarking on the glorious path of becoming the "Fel King", but in fact, she was just a "consumable" in the eyes of these Dreadlord.
They must have bewitched more than one of them Demon Lord.
They must be conducting the same instigation and guidance in all the demon courts that are threatened by the insect swarm. They first unite the demons in different areas, and then instigate them to go to the more powerful Demon Lord and integrate into it after they fall into despair.
Using the "power of the insect swarm" to quickly snowball into a big force, needless to say, Nathrezim is secretly controlling the big force that is about to emerge.
In fact, Mother Shahraz soon realized that the reason why he was "abandoned" was because he was too smart and difficult to control.
Nathrezim is definitely more inclined to support the Abyssal Lord or Eredun demons. Those guys have no brains at all. As long as Dreadlord gains their trust, they can easily overpower them.
Simply the most perfect power puppet.
But now, Mother Shahraz has no choice.
In the current desperate situation surrounded by insect swarms, once Dreadlord withdraws the Fel fleet in their hands, the newly formed "Great King's Court" will fall apart in an instant, and the demons will disperse in an instant without even the insect swarm taking the initiative to attack.
She only hesitated for one night, and early the next morning announced to the demons under her command that she was about to break out and move.
What makes the mistress even more frightened is that several powerful Demon Lords under her command have no resistance to this order at all. Obviously, there are Nathrezims secretly bewitching these guys.
I have long been dismissed!
The moment I accepted Dreadlord's kindness, I became a coquettish "rubber stamp".
If it weren't for Dreadlord's poor reputation among Twisting Nether, these guys wouldn't even need to find a puppet to be their leader. They could go into battle on their own when the demonic civilization was in danger of genocide.
"Don't be so depressed, my dear Queen Shal'Ras."
When they boarded the Fel fleet controlled by Dreadlord, the Nathrezim who bewitched her said in a gentle tone:
"You are so angry now just because you are trapped here and do not understand how terrible the disaster Twisting Nether is facing this time. The insect swarm is just the enemy in front of you.
Well, you don't know yet, right?
Just a few days ago, the Mawsworns of Shadowlands had torn apart the border of Twisting Nether under the personal command of the true god of death "Primus". Billions of trillions of ruthless undead were attacking the city on the other side of Twisting Nether.
They are in a completely different quadrant from the insect swarm. This is obviously the deal reached by Death Faction and Void Faction.
Other forces plan to carve up Twisting Nether and completely exterminate us miserable demons who have lost our leaders and gods.
No one will protect us anymore.
In this case, if we want to win and survive, in addition to supporting ourselves, we must also find ourselves a "god" who has enough ability and willingness to protect the demons."
Having said this, Nathrezim let out a weird laugh and didn't say much more, but Shal'Ras was sure that these guys already had a "candidate".
The cunning mistress was skeptical about Dreadlord's news at first, but soon, just as the fleet was transporting the first batch of elite demons to break out of the swarm's siege, another piece of bad news was delivered to her through Dreadlord's information network.
"Look, the life realm has sent troops."
Adjutant Nathrezim disclosed the information to Shal'Ras, which said:
"Thirty-seven "Living Planet" rushed into Twisting Nether two hours ago. Those are gluttonous monsters formed after wild and natural life seeds devoured their own world. Even if they are not as terrifying as Devourer of Worlds, these guys are more ruthless and crazy.
Along with Living Planet, there were several Night Warrior with mysterious identities.
Therefore, I have enough reason to suspect that this is just the advance army of Moon Goddess. Once it is confirmed that the demons of Twisting Nether are now in disarray, more Moon People will soon invade our territory under the banner of "expedition".
That's just the beginning.
The fanatical People of Light will never let go of this opportunity. Under the temptation of "going to heaven", those shameless People of Light will use the war hammer in their hands to kill every demon they encounter.
The ruthless Lord of Dawn has already issued a reward. As long as he kills enough demons, even the illiterate can go to heaven.
What a shameless act of making fun of faith!
But is that all?"
Nathrezim asked in a long voice:
"Do you think this is over? Will the Arcane camp, which has regained its composure, give up the act of beating up the drowned dog?
There is a blood feud between us and Titan.
You should understand the situation we are facing. If the demons cannot find a new protector before suffering real extinction, Twisting Nether will definitely become a territory carved up by other forces in the future.
The confrontation between them will continue, but Material Star Sea will not be a battlefield where they can run rampant. By then, the hometown of the demons will become the craziest area for force confrontation.
You and me, all demons will die, and even death is the most amiable ending.
Well, look at your face.
You are scared, it doesn't matter, come on! Read along with me."
Dreadlord showed a "pious" expression, which looked strange when paired with Nathrezim's appearance. It chanted:
"May the collector and giver of all blood, the planner and promoter of all conspiracies, the bystander of all sins and Arbiter, the great monarch and the leader of the sleepless ones, the noble Denathrius, grant us cunning, viciousness and everlasting blessings.
May He give us the fangs of shadow so that you and I can survive this catastrophe of extinction.
Praise Denathrius.
When He returns to the sea of stars, all miracles will be eclipsed."
This.
This damn Nathrezim is actually "preaching" at this time?
Mother Shahraz suddenly changed color.
Although she is a cunning devil, the mistress also has her own bottom line. She yelled:
"Shut up! Dreadlord, how dare you praise the name of False God in Fel's Holy Land? Twisting Nether has only one god, Lord Sargeras just disappeared but did not die. Only He can become the Lord of Fel, and only He is the master of the devil!
To hell with your Denathrius!
No devil with any backbone will sing His praises, even if we die here."
"Hmph, don't talk so eloquently, madam."
Mother Shahraz's scolding and anger made Nathrezim look at her in surprise. She didn't expect that a seductive and dirty Doomguard would be so loyal to Dark Titan.
But it was not angry, it just waved its paws and said:
"Faith cannot be used as food, faith cannot be turned into a sword to defeat the enemy, and faith cannot save you in despair. Only when you are desperate will you understand the necessity of us bringing you new gods.
Sire Denathrius is a merciful God who welcomes all children who have returned from their lost ways.
In the past, He encountered failure in his narrow desire, but now the Great Emperor is tolerant enough. Regardless of whether it is a demon or a dead spirit, as long as he is willing to follow, He will give blessings.
You'd better think about it again."
Dreadlord let out a weird laugh and turned into a flying bat and disappeared into the cabin.
Shal'Ras was very worried when he walked out of the cabin. As a result, he saw two Demon Lord, who had no power, learning the ritual of praying to Sire Denathrius under the bewitchment of another Dreadlord.
This scene made the mistress even more panicked.
She couldn't help but beg in her heart:
"No matter where you are, Lord Sargeras of Invincible, show up quickly! If you come later, Twisting Nether will be completely taken away from you.
I'm not very religious either.
But becoming a demon is miserable enough, I really don't want to become another damn thing!"
"It seems like someone is calling you?"
Chief Creator Lish'wem had just made a cut, it listened intently, and then said in a strange tone:
"How come you have so many believers in Twisting Nether with your behavior? Is there something wrong with those things called "demons" that are actually just manifestations of Twisting Nether Fel's power? Why would they offer such devout faith to a "foreigner" who doesn't care about them at all?
So, you, a tall and tall guy, are actually a "master dog trainer"?
How did you train them?"
Faced with Chief Creator's inquiry, Sargeras, who was undergoing "Force peeling" surgery, did not want to answer.
But He can indeed hear the prayers of the demons from all over Twisting Nether. From the prayers of those guys, Sargeras knows that other forces have sent vanguards to Twisting Nether. Without the unity of the Burning Legion war system, the scattered demons have suffered horrific and shameful failures in every Fel quadrant.
If this continues, the devil will really face a future of extinction.
"Well, Fel Force is really a wonderful system. It does not use the gestation of the life system or the corruption of the void system, but directly transforms its own power into entities like demons.
Therefore, theoretically, every demon is the incarnation of destruction of Fel, which can also explain why each of them has an uncontrollable desire for destruction.
But it also raises a question."
While Lihuvim was operating on Sargeras, he said nonchalantly:
"Although demons will return to Fel after death, and the more demons die, the faster Fel will give birth to new incarnations, but Twisting Nether is the Holy Land of Fel Force. Through the twenty-five thousand years of expeditions and destruction you have promoted, Twisting Nether has expanded to the extreme.
Its area is directly related to the total amount of Fel Force.
Now the rate of death and birth of demons can still resist the erosion and slaughter of other forces, but as the swarms and undead occupy more territories, and as the area of those territories is captured by other forces, the total amount of Fel will become smaller.
One day, the rate at which demons are born will lag behind the rate at which demons die.
Theoretically, Fel will eventually die out as a result."
Chief Creator made a weird laugh and said:
"But it's just a theory. As the ultimate manifestation of destruction and chaos, as long as life can't peel off the tendency of destruction and chaos, Fel will always exist, but there will no longer be Twisting Nether.
Six Forces will turn into the Five Forces because of this, and the era of imbalance is coming."
"Can you perform surgery with your heart?"
Sargeras, who was under "general anesthesia" said expressionlessly:
"Your multitasking makes me feel very insecure, especially when I am a patient."
"Humph."
The doubt about the technique made Lihuvim snort. He said no more, but after a moment, Sargeras closed his one eye and said:
"That's what Diakum wants me to do. He is happy to see Fel punished and suppressed, but does not allow Twisting Nether to be destroyed by other forces.
He wanted me to truly become the "King of Demons" and "Lord of Fel".
Fel Force is also calling me, that is also His desire.
You have served First Ones, so, can you give me a suggestion?
Should I do this?
Give up all desire for order and salvation, let yourself embrace destruction without distraction, and become the kind of destroyer I once disdained the most."
"You are obviously confused, so strong yet so fragile."
Lihuvim sighed:
"But I am only responsible for performing surgery on you and picking out some interesting things from your body for research. I am not responsible for giving you advice.
However, I think your understanding of "destruction" seems a bit too one-sided. Even though you have been wielding Blade of Destruction for countless years, you have always regarded it as a tool rather than your own morality.
This is not good."
Chief Creator made another slash. He shook his head and said:
"Arcane not only has order, it is just one of the many paths of Arcane; life is indeed born from chaos, but even in chaos there are distinctions between harmonious nature, wild nature and balanced nature; the vocational path in the realm of death is divided into five parts, and First Ones knows that each force has a different interpretation.
Holy Light, the seemingly most single Holy Light also has different meanings of dawn, noon and dusk, not to mention the path of light and shadow that Diakum Zastinss has walked.
Not to mention the void.
Since Primordial Darkness was crushed and fell by An'she and Mu'sha, Sea of Darkness has been trapped in the ridiculous disaster of "mountainism" for a long time. Their infinite subdivision of power has made them the laughing stock of the Force camp.
So here comes the question, Sargeras, as Fel Lord, you think that Fel can only destroy, is this also a kind of stupidity?
There is also a difference between destruction and destruction. Fel will usher in division in your hands, but from the perspective of species diversity, I think this is not a bad thing.
Internal conflict may lead to decline and destruction, but sometimes it is also the source of evolution.
So."
Lihuvim lifted the Arcane echo that was stripped from Sargeras, put it in front of his eyes and admired it carefully, He said:
"Sargeras, what kind of destruction do you want?
Or I could ask more clearly!
If destruction and rebirth are an everlasting circle, then which stage do you want to represent in this circle?
If you don't get an answer then wait.
The other two Fel owners are eager to draw their own symbols from Fel. After they take it, the rest is yours.
Unfortunately, you have no choice then."