"Damn! how can there be so many demons here!"

"Hell knows! I'm glad I used to serve in the Expeditionary Force, and I've fought a few vicious battles with those demons in the Outlands, otherwise I would have been more than lucky today. ”

"By the way, do any of you know what those minotaurs, orcs, and trolls are all about, and has our Alliance's relationship with the Horde changed from enemies to allies again?"

"Shut up! Don't ask what you shouldn't! You just need to know that we are all on the same side in the face of a demonic invasion. ”

......

Accompanied by a loud and noisy voice, these elites who had set off from the port of Stormwind advanced underground at great speed.

The dwarven mortar squads, in particular, can inflict great damage on the enemy with each shot, and sometimes they can deliberately blow up the passage to temporarily keep the swarming demons on the other side.

As for the fellow tribes, they have taken a completely different way of fighting.

With strong minotaur warriors in front, battle-fought orc veterans in the back, and troll hunters in the back, they can fight most of the remaining demons in hand-to-hand combat.

If the enemy is too strong, the green-skinned goblins at the back of the team will offer their elaborate high-powered engineering bombs, guaranteeing that nothing will be left after a loud bang.

As the leaders of their respective factions, Archmage Ansrem Ruinvivol and Woking, the leader of the Darkspear Clan, had already come together, quietly exchanging information in each other's hands, not noticing that in the darkness there was a pair of eyes that were always following behind and watching the every move of the two teams.

"Oh my God, the evil power in the air is amazing! Don't let anything happen......" Chromie muttered nervously as he hid in the shadows.

In fact, from that pillar of light rising into the sky, she wanted to come in and see what was going on.

But as soon as he approached the entrance, he was besieged by a large number of high-level demons, and he had no choice but to retreat, using the wider space and the dragon's innate ability to fly to fight the enemy.

After she had killed all the demons, she suddenly found that the exploration team of the Alliance and the Horde had appeared, and she simply followed behind and sneaked in.

After all, the Bronze Dragons are not the kind of guardian dragons who like to use violence to solve problems, and they prefer to use their wits to solve the problems they encounter rather than fighting.

In this way, the two teams, plus a dragon, quickly advanced along the passage made of countless fish men and Naga corpses, and it didn't take long to reach the bottom of the seal.

But when they passed through the last door and saw the huge figure standing in front of them, everyone held their breath, and the less daring gnomes and goblins could not even stand on their feet, and fell to their knees and shivered.

Titans!

As a life form at the very top of the Azeroth Cosmic Pyramid, it has an overwhelming advantage from the moment it is born.

Near-endless lifespan, innate enormous energy, traits that cannot be completely killed......

Everything foreshadows that they are the darlings of this universe, gods born to be worshipped by countless beings.

In front of the Titans, even powerful men like the polluter Akmund the Polluter and Kilgardan the Fraudster had to kneel down and prostrate in front of each other.

And the undead legion that also caused a bloody storm in Azeroth, and even what I once called a scourge of God, is nothing more than a pawn in the eyes of these two Eredar bosses, or a small toy that I have tinkered with in my spare time.

In the face of the absolute life level, whether it is a human or an orc who shouts the slogan "never be a slave", they have lost the desire to fight at this moment, and they just stand in place stupidly, feeling the great life born from a planet.

Of course, Zhang Cheng was still far from being a true Titan, but the energy he inadvertently emanated was enough to make these mortals feel a shock from the heart.

However, instead of attacking, he sat on the ground and said to Ansrem Ruinvivol in a slightly playful tone: "Long time no see, Honorable Archmage, what is the wind that blew you to the Broken Islands?"

"You know me?" Ansrem Ruinvivol frowned subconsciously.

If you look closely, you will find that he is hidden in the hand of the lenient robe, clutching a teleportation rune, and once he finds that the situation is not good, he will definitely be the first to retreat.

It's not because of fear of death, but someone has to live to bring the news back.

"Yes, remember, not so long ago, when Dalaran was still in ruins, a young mage joined the Kenrito Council with your help. Thanks to you, I have gained the valuable knowledge I have always dreamed of in Dalaran. Zhang Cheng explained casually while gently fiddling with the half-built portal next to him.

"It's you?!" The archmage had always had a good memory, and instantly recalled Zhang Cheng's previous appearance in his mind, with an unbelievable expression on his face. "How did you make yourself like this!"

"Ah, I tried to devour the remains of the Dark Titan Sargeras, and I accidentally got it like this. But don't worry, my sanity hasn't been affected in any way, and I'm not going to do anything bad to the world. Actually, if you come a little later, you may not see me. Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and smiled what he thought was harmless.

"You...... Are you crazy, how dare you devour the remains of the Dark Titan Sargeras!" Ansrem Ruinvivol was dumbfounded, unable to believe what he had heard.

Zhang Cheng shook his head slightly: "No, I'm not crazy, I'm just longing for strength and transcendence." As a mage, you should know best that if you want to push the limits of mortals, you must abandon narrow racial notions and allow yourself to evolve. Remember the Guardians of the Council of Tirisfar, and why they were able to keep hunting powerful demons? It wasn't because the vast amount of magic that countless Guardians had accumulated and cultivated over the years had been infused into a person's body. From the moment he received that energy, the Guardian had transcended the boundaries of his own race and become a new higher being. ”

Just as the archmage opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Woking grabbed him and took the initiative to ask, "Are you going to leave this world?"

"Yes, I'm not your enemy, at least not yet. Zhang Cheng glanced at this rare wise man among trolls.

"So have you ever seen a dragon, a giant black dragon?" Woking continued.

Compared to Ansrem Ruinwivor, whose mind has begun to be confused, he is undoubtedly more sober and has not forgotten the most important purpose of this trip.

"Black Dragon?" Zhang Cheng first froze for a moment, then showed a strange expression, and replied meaningfully: "I, that black dragon......