Any magician who knows anything about the history of magic in Azeroth knows a thing from the past.

More than 800 years ago, Egwen, then the guardian of Tirisfa, was the guardian of Tirisfa. Lady Magna, in the ice and snow of the Northrend continent, fought a mysterious and powerful extraterritorial god, and Lady Egwene defeated the powerful extraterritorial god, and in this way, shocked the forces of the civilized world.

Of course, this is only a superficial statement.

Some people who have studied more deeply about the history of magic have vaguely guessed the identity of that extraterritorial god, which is the most terrifying force in the stars, the absolute leader of the powerful and terrifying Burning Legion, the dark titan that mortals can't even imagine, Sargeras... a projection of power.

The battle shocked the entire wizarding world at the time, but no one knows how profound the impact of that battle was on the world, the defeated god did not die, it was just hidden in the soul of Egwene in a unique way, and then transferred to the only son of the guardian of Egwene, the astral mage Medivan.

The dark soul was influencing Medivan, eventually contributing to the orc invasion of the world of Azeroth and the turbulent era that followed.

However, what I'm going to say today, and these... It doesn't matter!

Anyone who knows anything about magic knows that the gods... Or powerful stellar creatures, their bodies are as powerful as their souls, mages or warriors can defeat those gods, but it is difficult to completely destroy their bodies, and for these wreckage, which are often contaminated with a lot of strange powers, but cannot be completely destroyed, mages generally choose to seal them.

Some of them will slowly become weakened with the passage of time and special seals, and more of them are threats that time cannot hide, and the best outcome of those things is to be forgotten by everyone and then no one will mention them, believe me, this is the best outcome.

When some of the more curious mages read this history, they often ask a question... If Ms. Egwene had really defeated an extraterritorial deity who had crossed the border, then where was the body of the defeated deity hidden by Ms. Egwene?

The answer is... Tomb of Sargeras!

After Egwene struggled to "defeat" the projection of the power of the Dark Titans that had crossed the border, she obtained three trophies: the Eye of Sargeras, a magical gem that Sargeras carried himself, the Scepter of Sargeras, a magic weapon that Sargeras used to tear through space and open passages, and finally a powerful body that was strong enough to resist the special enchantments laid by the Titans outside of Azeroth.

Of course, for the Dark Titan, which has endless power, it is just a "container" to protect the fragile power projection, or a piece of armor that can be discarded at any time, a temporary body that is not even a weapon, but for weak mortals, it is an out-and-out "artifact" that exudes the majesty of endless depravity.

Egwene tried all the methods, but could not destroy it, or even tear it apart, and the fallen body was still stained with a trace of Sargeras's power, after the soul of the Dark Titan broke away from the body, endless evil energy filled it, and even gave birth to a soulless consciousness, if Egwene did not take measures at that time, the fallen body would eventually evolve into a weapon of war without reason.

It would have been a terrible disaster for the whole world, which was still fragile at the time.

Therefore, after a short period of consideration, Egwen decided to seal the Fallen Body, pay attention! The ruins of the Temple of the Moon God, which she spent a great deal of effort to find, had the greatest effect on sealing the body of Sargeras, that is, in Egwen's eyes, the threat of this body was more terrifying than the Staff of Sargeras, which could easily tear apart the barriers of the world, and the Eye of Sargeras, which could sink a continent.

And now, time passes, things are not people, and not many people can remember the warning left by Egwene, and even the mages of the Human Empire, those descendants of Egwene, have begun to explore the Broken Beach, trying to find this temple... I don't know what those crazy humans are going to do with this terrible depraved body.

Unfortunately, the demons who came prepared were clearly ahead of the curve, and their leader, King Galaxus, was only one last step away from this untold depraved body.

However, the ambitious King Galaxus may never take this final step.

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"This thing is so ugly..."

Standing on top of the frost-covered condensed magma, Tyrion looked up at the giant being lifted in front of him.

It is the appearance of the Titans in the memory of the Great Lord, although because of the flood of evil energy, the shell of this body has appeared like a crack, and green light bursts out from the crack of that body, even if it has been sealed for nearly 800 years, the hideous wound of this body that was once injured by Egwene has not yet healed, and the blood full of evil energy escapes from the scar that spans the chest, similar to a sword wound.

It was about 5 meters tall, its complexion was dull, its arms were bound by thick demonic chains to the pillar of elements behind it, the pure elements from the center of the earth bound the body, its head was lowered, its eyes were closed on its face like an axe, and on the forehead of this structure that resembled rock and steel, two demonic horns curved upwards in an almost perfect arc, and green crystalline evil energy shone on the edge of the horn.

The dead giant was dressed in simple armor, carved keels on his shoulders, arm guards on his wrists, a steel dress underneath, and a pair of boots tainted with evil energy.

Sargeras's fallen body is just a hand-made container used by the Dark Titan to protect his soul, and it is not worth mentioning to the Dark Titan, but even Tyrion, standing in front of this fallen body, can feel the power contained in this body... But there was no soul in it, only nothingness.

"A perfect weapon, at least for Azeroth right now."

The Great Lord rubbed his chin, he stretched out his fingers, and the black soul light rose into the sky like a snake, wrapped around the fallen body, and then seeped into it, erasing the soulless irritable consciousness derived from the body little by little... It's going to be a long job, but when it's over, the Darkblade Legion will have one more real trump card!

Especially considering a future plan related to the Titan system, then the fallen body in front of him is something that Tyrion is bound to obtain.

The black light shone in this cage thousands of meters underground, and behind the Great Lord, the powerful, ambitious, and incomparably arrogant King Galaxus was kneeling on the ice, most of its body was covered in heavy black ice, and its tenacious soul was reduced to less than a third.

And beside this "artistic" black ice sculpture, Agassa, the Vargri Guardian of Tyrion, is holding a short sword condensed by the power of death, cutting the soul of King Galaxus little by little, this is not a punishment, but without destroying the demonic body, completely stripping this soul from that body.

The bodies and souls of these demon lords are still useful to the Great Lord, of course, whether this process is a punishment or not is no different for the current Galaxus King.

It's dying... Just one step away from the last treasure he longed for, it was dying.

It's angry, it's resentful, it's unwilling... However, what good was that growing weaker roar and struggle, except to make Tyrion feel happier?

"It's hard to imagine that Kil'Gardan would only send a scrap like you to fetch such a thing..."

The High Lord flicked his fingers, and the souls of the three High Lords of Ereda, including Prince Makzar, were entwined between his fingers, unlike King Galaxus, who was still trying to resist, the three weak men had already accepted their fate, and after realizing the power that Tyrion had, they no longer resisted, and there was even a hint of... Flattering.

The fact that they were able to abandon everything for the sake of power and defect to the Burning Legion meant that when they encountered an unrivaled force, they would also choose to surrender and surrender, and once it became a habit, it would be terrible.

"Let's talk about it."

Tyrion's hand commanded, and Prince Makzar, who was in a state of soul, broke free from the shackles of the power of death, nodded and appeared beside Tyrion, it glanced at the suffering King Galaxus behind him, and a trace of pleasure flashed in the eyes of this soul, but it didn't waste too much time, it lowered its head and answered his doubts for the Great Lord:

"It's not because the fraudsters don't take this operation seriously, the mighty Lord of Souls... One Great Demon, four High Lords, and the elite selected from the millions of demons on Marton's Star... This is already a force that can destroy a small world, not to mention, what we are carrying out is not destruction and conquest, but only a sudden plundering operation, such a force is impossible to fail in the history of the legion's conquest. ”

"The fraudsters took this operation very seriously, however, it missed a little."

Tyrion's gaze looked at it, which made Prince Makzar's voice tremble, and it replied respectfully:

"It's not that the legion is too weak, it's just that you and your command are too strong, and even far beyond the strength of a planetary civilization, that's all."

This sentence is not a compliment, after all, the Dark Blade did repel the hundreds of thousands of demons entrenched on the island head-on, although there was a deliberate calculation, and it occupied the main power, or the Great Lord personally went out and used the four most elite warbands and Dai Lin's Dead Sea Fleet to design an ambush, but to be able to fight with the legion like this has truly proved the strength of the Dark Blade.

At least in Azeroth... It's already invincible.

"You're a good talker..."

Tyrion glanced at Prince Makzar, who was bowing his brow beside him, and said:

"I heard you're proficient in spatial positioning and teleportation magic?"

"Yes, yes, great... Your Majesty! ”

Prince Makzar took a deep meaning from Tyrion's words, and said hastily and deferentially:

"Back when the Eredas ruled the world of Argus, I was a top student in the Department of Space Magic at Makere's Archon Academy... It's not that I'm boasting, the Great Lord of Souls, there is probably no one in this world who is more familiar with the positioning and teleportation between the stars than me, and I... I'm not very comfortable with the deceitful ethos within the Burning Legion, and I hate that depraved organization... It was full of arrogant and incompetent clutters like Galaxus, who occupied high positions. ”

It stole a glance at Tyrion and saw a slight smile on the corner of the High Lord's mouth, and the Eredar ghost gritted its teeth and said in a deep voice:

"After seeing the mighty Darkblade Legion, I'm willing to serve you..."

"Well, that's good."

Tyrion nodded, and a dark rift opened deep underground, and the cold spirit wind swallowed Prince Makzar into it, and the demon tried to struggle, but could not break free.

"Then let me see your abilities, soon, you will have your first mission, of course, you need a new body, you also need a new life, a new mind..."

"As for you!"

The Great Lord looked at the three Eredar High Rank Demon Lords, including Galaxus, and a glimmer of light flashed in his ice-blue eyes, and he whispered:

"You can probably sell it for a good price..."

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"Ahh The barbarians of Azeroth are slaughtering us through the portal!! ”

Marton's demonic portal glowed, and an angry guardian pounced on the barren land in a ghostly howl manner, screaming like crazy, crawling on the ground, as if it wanted to get as far away from the portal behind it as possible, as if there was something terrible in the portal behind it that was about to cross the line.

"It's a trap! Give it up! Turn it off! ”

This movement immediately attracted the attention of the demon guards near the portal, and they were just about to rush over, when they saw the dark green halo of the huge vortex portal slowly stop at this moment, and then in the activity of another force, it began to run in a crazy reversal, and in just a dozen seconds, the portal was completely reversed from an exit... Turned into an entrance!

"Wow"

Cold, dark red death energy swirled like a howling storm, and in the frantic surge of the dark green portal like waves of water lapping the shore, a nightmare beast with four hooves wrapped in purple flames and heavy black armor appeared in the leaping platform of the planet Marton, and the fierce nightmare beast hissed, raised its front hooves, and stomped on the body of the angry guardian who wanted to escape.

With the blessing of the power of death, half of the body of this unlucky high-level demon was trampled on and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the green blood was splashed everywhere.

Riding on the nightmare warhorse, Iriel, who was wearing a black battle helmet, tilted his head, looking at the two demon guards in front of him who seemed to be frightened, a cold light flashed in the big eyes of this hoof girl, and the purple crystal war hammer in her hand swung forward, like an order to start a war, and the next moment, the roaring black mist Death Reaper roared out of the high-speed rotating portal, and in just 30 seconds, a demon sentry closest to the Leap Field had completely died in the scream of death.

"Is this the demon's home base?"

Irel reached out to remove her heavy helmet and let her long white hair flutter in the air, she looked up at the vertiginous stars above her head, and then at the shattered platforms of green Mars in the distance, and shrugged:

"It's not a good place..."

"Forget it, let's come back next time..."