"Wow"

A sound similar to the symphony of thunder and lightning sounded in the last super-large teleportation array in the distant world of Argus, accompanied by the energy surging inside the magic array, the surface of the vortex green portal shook like water waves, and in the interlacing of space and space, the figure of the Dreaddemon King Tikdios appeared again in this heavily guarded teleportation array.

A hint of exhaustion flashed in its eyes...

From Azeroth all the way back to Argus, with 39 Legion-controlled teleportation nodes across more than 17 galaxies, this journey, even in terms of the coordinates between the stars, is a long journey that is difficult to describe in words, and a distance that can be measured by an extraordinary civilization.

And just the weight of civilization represented behind this trip is enough to make any planetary civilization feel hopeless, no, no, no, those low-level civilizations who can only look up at the stars on the earth can't even understand this despair.

Because if they understood what the Dreadlord Tikdios's trip meant, they would no longer try to resist the power of the Legion, and surrendering immediately to give their hands to the world they live in and the hometown they love is the best choice they can and should make.

But the struggle between the lower civilization and the higher civilization can burst out into the fire that interests the observers, and only in this kind of war between ants and giants can a real miracle break out, and behind a real legend, it is supported by countless such almost impossible miracles.

"Hey, my dear Hasabel, your new haircut is so beautiful."

Tikdios moved its wings carrying evil energy on its back, and it approached the halberd in its hand, staying in the center of the portal, guarding the guardian of the portal system from several galaxies behind it with a calm and indifferent attitude.

Lady Hassabelle, a high-ranking demon promoted by the Eredans, has beautiful, dark jewel-adorned hooves, a seductive little tail, and the iconic, graceful figure of the Eredas, and of course, the big amorous eyes and shiny horns on the top of her head.

The Dreadlord's fingers habitually rested on Lady Hassabel's waist, and the latter glanced at him, a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth:

"If you don't take your dirty hands away, you'll soon be out of use."

"Don't do that, my cutie..."

With a flick of Tikdios's finger, a perfect black soul stone fell into the palm of Lady Hassabel's hand, just like all women who see the jewel, Argus's portal keeper put the soul gem in front of his eyes and looked at it, while the finger of the Dreadlord patted Ereda Demon's buttocks a little lightly, and then gave her an ambiguous look.

"Let's have a drink tonight, cutie."

The Portal Guardian snorted at this frivolous invitation, reached out and tore through the space, tossing the perfect soul gem into the space bag where she had stored her things, and then flicked her tail like a whip to open Tikdios' dishonest hand.

"For the sake of a decent gift, give you 10 seconds, what do you need me to help with?"

"Refreshing!"

Nasrezm Dreadlord looked left and right, then approached the portal guardian in an ambiguous gesture, and said something in her purple jeweled ear, and the next moment, the big eyes of the high-ranking Ereda Demon Lord Hasabel narrowed.

She thought for more than ten seconds, then pushed away the Dreaddemon King beside her, crossed her arms, and said playfully:

"Not enough! It's too risky, you're betraying the fraudsters, do you know how much risk I'm taking? Do you think a soul diamond can buy me? I am the most loyal guardian of the fraudsters! ”

Although she said high-sounding words, the eyes of the portal guardian shone with an inexplicable light, and her fingers rubbed together, which was obviously a gesture common to the stars.

The meaning is simple... Fare increase! Otherwise I won't help!

Tikdios secretly scolded the woman for being an insatiable fool, but it had to make sacrifices, the task given to it by Casanatier was too important, and the access to the temple to meet the Dark Titan was in the hands of the woman in front of her, so now was not the time to be stingy.

"Huh"

"Here you go!"

Something was tossed to Ms. Hassabelle, who took it in her hand, and found it to be something that resembled a fragment of a weapon, what looked like the remains of a heavy sword, but just by touching it, you could feel the power coming from it, faint but not extraordinary.

"What is this?"

Hassabel looked up at Tikdios, who rolled his eyes, lowered his voice, and explained:

"This is a fragment of the Dragonlord's Blade, the Great Demon Kazak has been trying to collect these things before he died in battle, its most loyal subordinate Demon King Kurul is still chasing all the fragments in Azeroth, don't look at it as it just comes from a small world, but the raw materials for casting it are all contaminated with the power of origin from the Titans, mortals call them "legendary weapons", of course it can't be called legendary in our opinion, but it's much better than the broken thing you use now. ”

The Portal Guardian held the golden shard in her hand and looked at it, and in the halo of the blade fragment, she saw her own eyes, she blew on the thing, and then put it to her ear, and she clearly heard the echo of the fragment, it was an echo of power.

Although this Ereda woman was promoted to a demon, the thirst for power and power in her heart not only did not become weaker, but became stronger between the surging of evil energy, a trace of greed flashed in her eyes, and the golden fragment disappeared between the flips of her fingers, she flicked her tail, looked at the Dreadlord in front of her, and after a moment, she hooked her fingers.

"You only have 10 minutes... And don't expect me to help you prevaricate the fraudster, so expect yourself to be lucky, and the guardian of the Temple, that guy doesn't recognize him, even me, can't get too close to it. ”

"Enough!"

A flash of relief flashed in Tikdios' eyes, and before his eyes, Lady Hassabel inserted her halberd between the special cracks in the platform, and after a perfect fit, she flipped her weapon over, a click similar to a mechanical collision echoed through the hall, and in the glow of green evil energy, an oval door of energy opened before the eyes of the two of them.

"Go ahead, remember to go all the way, be careful, don't make a noise to those crazy destroyers witches!"

Hasabel gave Tikdios a strange smile, she stuck out her tongue and licked her purple lips, and she said with malice:

"I've heard that the Witches of Destruction seem to be afraid of you, the Demon King's deceptive instincts... Very interested! ”

Tikdios had wanted to drop a few words to show his demeanor, but remembering the echo of the seeping screams it had heard in the depths of the Burning Throne, it shuddered, and then rushed through the oval portal that had opened in front of it.

"Hmph, a rich fool!"

Seeing Tikdios disappear into the portal, Lady Hassabel happily flicked her tail and pulled her weapon, the key to open the portal, out of the rift, and said to herself:

"Gotta find a way to pull out all the good stuff out of it..."

But before the lady could finish her words, a scorching claw resembling a human palm, decorated with a golden ring of flames, silently pressed on her shoulder, causing Hasabel to subconsciously turn her head, only to see the shadow behind her... Deceiver.

The red tentacles on Kil'Gardan's chin fluttered, and the terrifying-looking, flame-like Great Demon stood in the shadows, its huge dark red wings moving its back, its flaming eyes staring at the trembling Demon Lord Eredar in front of him with a cat-and-mouse gaze.

The Portal Guardian was trembling and half-kneeling under the gaze of the Deceit, who had served the Decemer since the time of the Eireda's fall, and knew the character of the Master so well that she thought she was dead.

However, the deceitster did not hurt the killer, but instead he stretched out his finger and lifted the head of the Ereda Demon Lord by lifting his chin, and he leaned down and whispered in a lover-like voice in Hasabel's ear:

"Come, tell me... That Kasanatir dogleg told you something. ”

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On the other side, on the road leading to the Burning Temple, Tikdios, hurrying forward, did not know that his whereabouts had fallen into the eyes of the fraudsters.

It walked in front of it with some fear, like the legendary Pantheon-like palace, the height of the Dread Demon King is nearly 5 meters, and it is already an out-and-out giant for human beings, however, it walks in this palace, but it is like a little mouse that has entered the giant country, which shows the huge size of this palace.

The palace was not like the dark and exaggerated style of the Burning Legion buildings, but rather restrained, and every part of the palace was covered in gold leaf, and the strange sculptures were adorned with priceless gems, and at its feet were the glass-like boardwalks, and beneath that was a billowing scorching flame, the flames from the heart of the Argus earth, constantly alternating between dark green and crimson.

The light of destruction, which symbolized destruction, illuminated the temple, shrouding it in a dark red light.

But the further he went, the slower Tikdios's footsteps became... It is the High Demon of the Burning Legion, but it also has something to fear, especially in the Legion stronghold of Argus, at the very top of the Burning Throne, a symbol of the Legion's endless might, and in the Sanctuary where it can communicate with the Dark Titans, there is said to be one of the most feared guardians.

Few people have seen the true face of this guardian, and in the rumors of the Legion Demon, although it belongs to the Legion side, it is extremely disgusted with demons, and any demon who dares to step into the temple without being summoned, no matter how powerful, will be easily slashed by it with a flaming sky-like giant sword, and even the soul has no possibility of returning to the Twisted Void.

It is said, but it is said that that is the most trusted lieutenant of the Dark Titan, the fraudster Kilgardan and the polluter Akmund are not the henchmen of the Dark Titan at all, and they and the endless demons of the Burning Legion are just dispensable cannon fodder and victims, meaningless scum in the eyes of the Dark Titans.

"Hehe, it's fake..."

Tikdios stood at the steps of the Supreme Temple, sweat on its forehead, it didn't know whether it should step on this staircase or not, it thought back to those nonsensical and terrifying rumors in its heart, as the Nasrezm demon who was the best at making up lies, Tikdios must know the truth of the ground, such rumors can be spread, it means that there must be some clues in this temple.

But it's here, and that means there's no turning back.

At this moment, the Dreadlord Lord swayed in his heart like a mortal full of fear, he cheered himself up, then gritted his teeth and stepped onto the first staircase that shone with fire.

"Very good, no response... I knew it. ”

After waiting for several minutes, no vision came, which reassured Tikdios, and he walked quickly up the stairs, and in front of it was a large platform suspended in the stars, and there was nothing on it.

However, at the moment when Tikdios stepped on the platform, a tall figure, a black shadow nearly 30 meters tall stepped out in a burst of flames, and the terrifying momentum that entangled the black shadow captured the demon lord in front of him in an instant, it was a scorching momentum like a doomsday volcanic eruption, and even the demon with extremely high flame resistance could not bear it.

Tikdios let out a woman-like scream, and it tried to escape, but the heavy momentum pressed against it like a mountain, making it unable to move.

It could only watch as the black shadow raised its hands, and at the moment when the hands were closed, a huge war sword that seemed to be quenched in magma appeared above the black shadow's head and was held in his hand, it was a strange broken sword, broken in the upper third of the blade, but the blade extended from the blade, like a strange flame, burning like a substance.

Just staring at the sword, the Dreadlord felt the swaying of his heart, and the next moment, the sword roared and slashed, nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, this sword locked the space for Tikdios to dodge, and a cold touch appeared in its heart, no matter where it fled, this sword would slash at it, shattering its soul.

"Ahh

In this dying moment, Tikdios screamed and threw out what he had hidden in the space, then held his head and curled up on the ground, his outstretched wings trembling like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

But the next moment, a sudden surge of blue light appeared in front of the Dreadlord in front of his eyes, so that Tikdios couldn't help but open his eyes, it looked up, the flaming, huge sword like a hill stopped less than 3 meters away from it, the burning perception made it feel as if it was thrown naked into the Doomsday Volcano, however, it did not dare to let out a single moan.

In the air in front of it, the stone Kazgros hammer floated above and below in the scorching air, as if an invisible hand held it.

"Interesting..."

A deep voice sounded on the platform, and when it heard the voice, the Dreadlord lay directly on the ground, and it didn't dare to look up again, it knew... The Dark Titan is alarmed, and the gods served by the Burning Legion arrive.

And today, it's tough... survived.

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