What is happening on the planet Xonos is not well known, and the war in Niskara is still going on.

After wielding the Fist of Calamity, Illidan and the Demon Hunters raided from the rear, destroying the demons' massive and terrifying artillery positions, and after hours of frantic fighting, the Dark Alliance finally took the demon base camp of Niskara into its pocket.

The transformation of the sovereignty of this giant fortress built on the mountain means the rout of Niskara's most powerful demon legion, and it means that the offense and defense on this land are out of place, but unlike the terror rift that has been identified as the base camp of the Black Scythe Council's stars, Niskara's future has not yet been determined, to be precise, several bigwigs of the Dark Alliance are still a little unsure, how to deal with this hot potato.

So while occupying the demon base camp in Niskala and giving the legions of the Dark Alliance a little rest, in this fortress that is still stained with demonic flesh, the bigwigs started a new round of discussions.

But the meeting was delayed for a long time, because the Kurtaz lord representing the Order had mysteriously disappeared, his lieutenant Thassarian refused to announce where his lord had gone, and the human death knight simply told the archkarcists and demon hunters not to rush, be patient, and that the Kurtaz lord would be back soon.

So, where is that dwarf?

The answer is simple, he's in Xsonos!

The operation arranged by the Darkblade Intelligence Bureau was commissioned by the Order, and no one knows what kind of deal the two sides reached, but in order to ask for the help of the Darkblade agents, the Order must have been bleeding heavily this time.

Since it was determined in advance that the retreat of the agents would require the Death Knights of the Order to come and meet them, Lord Kurtaz secretly rushed to Ksonos with nearly a thousand elite Death Knights near the end of the Battle of Niskara.

These Death Knights were ready to fight to the death before they crossed the portal, maybe there would be an endless number of demons waiting for them on the other side of the portal, maybe the Darkblade agents had failed, it might be a trap laid by the demons, but they had to get through! It's part of the deal.

However, just as Lord Kurtaz, armed with a warhammer, was the first to cross the portal to the preset meeting point, he saw a city shrouded in a dark blue mist.

This is obviously a demonic city, cast with steel and black rocks, full of dark spires, and there is also a sculpture of the first lord of the Dreaded Demon Lord standing on the city square, but this should be a city full of demons, but now it is dead silent, and the dark blue fog of death covers every part of the city, every street, every alley, and the visibility is not even 1 meter.

The dwarven death knight sensed the breath of the Darkblade agents in front of him, and he steered the death horse forward, but as soon as he took the first step, the horse kicked a corpse, and Kurtaz lowered his head and saw the body of the succubus, the bewitching and beautiful female demon fell to the ground in a prostrate position, her hands were clutched by her throat, and her beautiful face still had the horror before death.

It was as if an invisible ghost had taken away her fallen life, and in those dead eyes, the scalp of the person who was struggling to see before death was numb.

Her body was still intact, without any external injuries, but she had no soul, all the heat of life was carried away by the mist of death, and on this corpse, there was even a thin layer of frost hanging, the dwarf waved his hand, and the cold wind rushed out of his hand, dispelling some of the blue mist in front of him, and where it came into view, the dwarf's heart jumped violently.

On the wide avenue in front of him, there were all kinds of demon corpses, from the weakest demon imps, to the tall and terrifying destroyers, to the higher-level angry guards, they were all dead, died quietly, judging from the location of those corpses, the dwarven death knight could clearly imagine the fear and panic of these demons when they were swept away by silent death without warning.

They rushed out of their dwellings, not knowing where they were going, frantically struggling to resist, but they couldn't even see who the enemy was, and finally they could only meet the embrace of cold death in the fog of death.

"Wow"

Probably because of the impact of Kurtaz's wind, some beings in the mist, and in the glow of black light and shadow, a "Grim Reaper" suspended in mid-air, carrying a black Death Scythe and wearing a tattered gray cloak appeared in front of Kurtaz.

The strange being tilted its head and looked at the Death Knight in front of it with its dark red eyes under its hood, it seemed a little dazed, but after a moment of silence, a demonic roar suddenly sounded on the other side of the street, and the Grim Reaper disappeared in front of Kurtaz as if he had heard some kind of call.

A few seconds later, a roar like a rooster slicing its neck came from beyond the mist, seemingly representing the dissipation of yet another fallen life in the eternal city of death.

"It's... Tyrion is coming? ”

This thought floated through the mind of the dwarven death knight, as the Grand Lord of the Order, he was well aware of Tyrion's methods, and the weird, cold and vicious Death Wraith that appeared just now was Tyrion's unique "messenger", they rarely appeared in Azeroth's life, but every time they appeared, they represented the High Lord's own arrival.

Behind Kurtaz, who was a little nervous, the Order Death Knights who passed through the portal one after another were also startled by the city of death, the expected fierce battle did not exist at all, and they didn't even need to bring weapons when they walked in this city completely shrouded in death.

"What's going on? Great Knight! ”

The High Elf Death Knight Kurdila rode his horse and walked behind the Lord of Kurtaz, Kurdila looked at the cold demon corpses piled up in front of him, and he whispered with some hesitation:

"Did the Darkblade make a move?"

"Nope! It's not..."

The Great Dwarven Knight shook his head, he glanced at the dancing shadows in the mist, and said:

"It's someone more terrifying, something happened here that we don't know about, but don't dig too deep, follow me!"

At the dwarf's command, the Death Knights followed him through the corpse-strewn Demonic City, and a few minutes later, they came to the other side of the city, where Marais and her agents were tasting the demonic wine of the demons, and the stone slabs beneath their feet were piled with the corpses of the demons.

Like the corpses outside, these demons had no wounds on their bodies, and death came silently.

Kurtaz pushed open the door to the tavern, and he glanced at the silent rest agents in the bar, and he looked at Agent Maraester, who was sitting at the bar, and he hooked his finger at the dwarf, motioning for him to come over and sit next to her.

Kurdila also tried to follow the dwarf, but was stopped by Kurtaz's gaze. So the rest of the Death Knights stood guard outside the tavern, waiting for the completion of this strange deal.

"Phew, this wine is disgusting!"

The dwarven Death Knight picked up a bottle of wine, took a sip, and was so disgusted by the smell of evil that it filled his face that he threw the demon wine aside, then wiped his beard, turned his head to look at Marais, and whispered:

"Tyrion... I mean, the Great Lord himself came to this world, right? ”

"Nope!"

Marais told the truth:

"The big lord is very busy, he doesn't have time to come here, he sent a "messenger", that's all, don't ask anything else, I can't answer you, it's discipline! ”

"Okay."

The dwarf said nothing, he untied his flask from his belt, poured himself and Marais two cups of pure undead ale, which he had brewed himself, and he pushed the amber wine into Marais's eyes, and said:

"You've got everything, right?"

"Well, it's all there."

Marais picked up her glass and sniffed the scent of the undead ale, she pursed her lips, and in the corner of the bar, there were four boxes stacked, and the high-ranking agent said:

"Three boxes of materials, one box is materials, according to the agreement, I cut half of it, anyway, the weapons you want to forge won't be used so much."

"Good!"

The dwarf didn't say anything more, he raised his glass, and said to Marais:

"Happy working together!"

"Wait, it's not over yet."

Marais didn't clink glasses, she looked at the dwarf, then picked up a scroll from her hand and handed it to him:

"This is the follow-up plan, three days later, you come to Xonos to clean up the mess, the above means that this world should be preserved, as a springboard for Azeroth to step into the stars, and the Black Scythe Council should also get a new order to establish a semi-permanent star gate in Xonos, and Niskara must also be preserved!"

"IMHO..."

When the dwarf had heard what Marais had said, he frowned and said:

"This is somewhat unrealistic, the souls of the demons have returned to the Twisted Void, and it won't be long before the Burning Legion will know the news of the Dreadmark Rift and the fall of Niskara, and by that time, they will definitely make a comeback, relying on the Dark Alliance, it is impossible to hold three places at the same time, according to the most pessimistic view, we may not be able to hold even one."

"So it's not just you!"

The high-ranking agent snorted:

"The specific actions are all in the scrolls, I just conveyed the order from above, the stars are so big, you can't just rely on you to explore, the Justice League says to protect the world, you can't just talk about it, and those neutral organizations, the wither, the Ring of the Earth, those nasty assassins, and those crazy goblin consortiums who want to make money, do you understand what we mean?"

"The era of warriors prostrate on the earth and look up at the stars is over... They have to learn to step into the stars, whether they want to or not! ”

Marais took a sip of the strong undead ale, coughed, and said to the dwarf:

"Your task is to guide them into this battlefield, in the words of the boss, that is, to train the soldiers! The power of Azeroth is combined, and if you can't even hold these three places, then your existence won't have much meaning. ”

Lord Kurtaz was silent for a moment, and finally, he put away the scroll and nodded to Marais:

"Okay, we'll give it a try."

"Try?"

The high-ranking agent looked at the undead in front of her with a mocking expression, she stretched out her fingers, spun around the table, and whispered:

"It seems that you have been out of the Dark Blade for too long and have forgotten our rules."

"Do it or don't do it! Didn't give this option a try! ”

"Anyway, the thing is for you, don't let him down!"

With that, Marais stood up, raised her glass, touched it on the dwarf's glass, and whispered:

"Happy working together!"

Led by Marais, the Darkblade operatives will return directly to Azeroth through the Dead's Rift, and the Knights of Damnation's "finishing" of the world of Xonos is still ongoing, and no one will know that Darkblade is involved, just as no one knows that Darkblade is defending Azeroth in its own way.

In the quiet of the Demon Tavern, Lord Kurtaz drank the undead ale from his cup in one gulp, stretched out his stubby fingers, opened the scroll in his hand inch by inch, and looked at the words in a few minutes, and after a few minutes, the great knight shrugged:

"It's crazy..."

"You're late!"

On the very top floor of the demonic fortress of Niskara, looking at the belated Lord of Kurtaz, the Grand Karcist Kel'thugad was very dissatisfied and said:

"You made us wait for you for more than 1 hour! Everyone's time is precious! ”

"So maybe I should say I'm sorry?"

The dwarf pulled out the special chair and sat down on the high chair with the railing to ensure that his line of sight was parallel to the other two, and in the face of the archcarcist's rebuke, the death knight fearlessly retorted:

"As I said before, you know why the Order is here... So don't talk about that! ”

"Now, tell me what you plan to do with the three battlefields in our hands?"

The dwarf lowered his eyes, and he said:

"Is it to give up? Or do you hold on? If so, what's next? ”

Some of the deeper meanings of the question made the cat's Grand Karcist's eyes narrow, and in the corner that Illidan hadn't noticed, Kel'thugad and Kurtaz looked at each other for a moment, and the two of them nodded slightly to each other.

And Illidan who was kept in the dark wiped the heavy fist of calamity placed in front of him, this is the advanced form of the Odaqi blade, Illidan's evil energy and the power of the fearless Toranal of the Odaqi warrior fused, the endless potential of the blade is also released, it looks very, very domineering, although it has lost the form of the blade, but on the battlefield, Illidan wields the fist armor, but it is also memorable.

"Illidan, what do you say?"

The Grand Karcist Kel'thugad asked:

"Do you think we should hold on here and fight the demons, or should we abandon this place and withdraw all our power to the Dreadrift?"

"I don't care!"

The Demon Hunter was busy communicating and adjusting his new weapon, and he said impatiently:

"As long as there are demons to hunt, I can do it anywhere, so you decide!"

"So what do you say? Kurtaz? ”

Kel'thugad looked at the dwarf in front of him again, and the Death Knight hesitated for a few seconds before he said in a shriveled and hoarse voice:

"I think we should hold these three battlefields! The demons will inevitably counterattack, and at that time, we can use this to train new recruits, and at the same time make our warriors more accustomed to the way the demons fight, and prepare for the Armageddon in the future, where the demons' power is too weak for the warriors to truly sense the threat of the demons. ”

The Death Knight's words made the Grand Karcist nod in satisfaction, and Kel'thugad deliberately asked:

"But we don't have enough strength! You can't hold three places at the same time..."

"We can summon other people over... The other forces, the neutrals, the druids, the shamans and the assassins, and finally the paladins and priests, we have to unite them, and the stars are not only ours, but theirs. ”

Kurtaz was like playing a duet with Kel'thugad, one of them asked questions, one answered the other, fluently, and listening to the gradually forming plan, Illidan felt a little strange, but he also felt that what the two men said made sense, and more importantly, instead of looking for and hunting demons in the stars, it was better to stay in one place and wait for the demons to come to the door.

Training!

Yes, it would be a great place to train!

Thus, in the singing and harmony of Kurtaz and Kersugad, the future battle plan of the Dark Alliance was determined.

And now, there is only one question left...

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