On this day, in the super void fortress of the twisting void, the demons were discussing the battle situation enthusiastically while waiting boredly as if it were a holiday.
"Haha! I’m going to kill a lot this ti." These were the words of the cruel Fear Guard.
"I’m lacking so fresh experintal materials. Rember to tell the idiots below not to kill all the natives." These were the words of the evil Eredar warlock.
No one expected that just as everyone was looking forward to a grand and magnificent victory, there was suddenly movent in the huge circular portal.
There is no air in the void, and there is no dium for sound to propagate, so there is no sound.
However, this scene made every demon who witnessed it hear a loud "bang!" sound in their mind, as if it were an auditory hallucination.
There are countless demons.
They are all lucky ones in the eyes of other demons, who are fortunate enough to rush to the planet Azeroth at the first ti.
Now, they are all back, in the form of corpses.
Most of these strong demons can survive for a very long ti even if they are thrown into the airless void, or thrown into the terrifying polar regions, or into lava. So demons don’t even need air to survive, and are not afraid of high temperatures and flas.
Now they are all reduced to fragnts.
The horns of a hellhound pressed against the arm of a demon guard, and the abyss lord’s belly button no longer had a shield-like waist armor hanging on it, but a specin-like head of a Shivalla female demon. They were all torn to pieces and mixed together, almost indistinguishable from each other.
"This... this is the twisting void!" A demon in the void fortress expressed the greatest fear in the hearts of the demons.
Yes! Outside the twisting void, even if a demon dies many tis, as long as the soul does not collapse, the demon can be resurrected countless tis.
But if you die in the twisting void, it’s like your soul and body are sent back together, then you’re dead! There’s no possibility of resurrection!
The huge portal composed of twelve satellites turned into a large fountain, continuously spraying demonic debris into the twisting void.
No one could estimate how many demons there were here. Obviously, the number was definitely in the hundreds of thousands.
"what happened!?"
Kil’jaeden, who was in charge of guarding the rear and dispatching reinforcents, rushed over upon hearing the news. As soon as he flew out of the Void Fortress, he saw a large piece of garbage accompanied by hundreds of larger pieces of garbage being spit out by the portal.
Those were Archimonde and the Void Lords. Unlike ordinary demons, although they were in a very miserable state, they had not suffered much damage.
"Archimonde!" Kil’jaeden’s eyes lit up. He finally found soone he could talk to. "What on earth happened?"
The lower-level demons below, if they died, they died. There were so many of them anyway, so it wouldn’t hurt to see thousands of them die. But it was different for demon lords and commanders of Archimonde’s level. Even if he didn’t agree with Archimonde, Kil’jaeden still agreed with Archimonde in terms of overall interests.
When the magical Eredun language crossed the void and reached Archimonde’s ears, Archimonde was still confused: "I don’t know! I was just fighting on the front line. There was a powerful guy who looked like a white deer. I had to work hard to kill him. Suddenly I was pulled back."
"This is..." At this ti, Kil’jaeden ca to his senses and rembered that there was another guy he could ask in this situation, and that was the high-level Void Lord Duke who was in charge of the portal work.
His thoughts were imdiately interrupted because Sargeras had also returned.
His huge body was almost squeezed and ejected from the portal.
The lted armor wrapped the fallen Titan from the neck to the feet. Sargeras exuded violent black magic all over his body. The magic was so powerful that other beings would feel pain in their eyes just by looking at it directly.
In the void control room, Tyrande endured the pain and bravely looked at the evil face of Sargeras.
It was a distorted yet perfect face.
About fifteen thousand years ago, Sargeras was still a handso, even perfect creature.
Through the goddess Elune, Tyrande learned that it was the race to which this creature belonged that created this world.
But now this handso face was full of evil. His body was dead, his eyes were burning with flas, and he was in a state of extre confusion and emptiness.
Sargeras had sharp fangs. He waved a long, thick tail behind him, with jagged scales protruding from the tip of the tail. He had curled claws on his hands, and in one hand he held an evil sword. Perhaps due to the explosion of the portal just now, only half of the sword was left, but its jagged blade still looked very lethal.
"Duke! You traitor! How dare you stay here?!" Sargeras’ roar imdiately defined this bizarre incident!
Kil’jaeden and the Eredar twins floating in the void turned pale. If Wu Jiedao was really a traitor, then they would be in trouble too!
How terrifying is the sound of the fallen Titan?
Even though there was at least 10,000 ters of void between them, Duke and Tyrande still felt the terrifying sense of oppression as if a star collision was approaching them.
If Duke had not used a slight force to block the attack for Tyrande, Tyrande might have died on the spot with her liver and gallbladder shattered and her internal organs exploded.
Duke’s mind moved, and the dark power in his body drove a small magic. Suddenly, an illusory projection of the sa size as Sargeras appeared in the void. More than a billion demons heard the voice of Duke’s dark magic power.
"Haha! Sargeras, why don’t you ask why I am still here instead of hiding like you imagined?"
Duke’s calmness actually made the three giants of the Burning Legion uneasy.
This Duke is so scary!
He sneaked in silently, and like other lords, he was baptized by ultra-pure evil energy, but he always kept his original intention. He passed all the tests, and then climbed to a high position in the Burning Legion with his unparalleled space magic.
Why hasn’t he left yet?
The answer is very simple!
He must have a backup plan!
"Haha! Let tell you now why I nad this portal "Thor’s Hamr"? " A smile that was terrifying even to a demon appeared on Duke’s face, which was stained with black energy.
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