Eastern Europe, Hungary.

At this time, this small country in Eastern Europe, which was originally quiet, has completely turned into a sea of magma and fire.

Countless demons and evil monsters are like locusts that prey on the four wilds, whether it is zombies or human survivors, in the hands of demons, they can only turn into pulp, turn into life energy, and sacrifice to the dark gate that is still expanding and solidifying!

And from the dark gate, which had expanded to a vast expanse, hundreds of demons erupted from every moment.

Cerberus Succubus Golmo and Ereda, Evil Lords, Archdemon Wrath Guard, Doomsday Guard, dozens of demon races spread throughout Hungary, and like plagues and floods, they continue to spread wildly towards the entire Europa continent and even the whole world!

What an intoxicating world!

A tooth-aching, hoarse voice rang from the side of Arthas, the Lich King.

It was a huge creature covered in purple with hideous demonic wings on its back, and it opened its bloody mouth greedily and bit off the thigh that devoured a living person.

He is a high-ranking general of the Burning Legion, and he has the fifth order of the system, that is, Nasrezm, who has a great fighting spirit .6 Dou Sheng.

Of course, among the creatures of the Warcraft plane, he also has a terrifying name - the Dread Demon King!

Lord Nasrezm, will you be able to fully adapt to this world? Need me to perform some support magic for you to adapt to?

Arthas, the haughty Lich King and leader of the Frost Sorrow Reincarnation team, was like a lowly eunuch at this time, complimenting the Dreaddemon King beside him.

Hearing this, the Dreadlord was obviously very useful. He patted Arthas's shoulder with his claws stained with human blood, and revealed nonchalantly: "It's okay, although because the magical energy in this world is too thin, the evil energy in my body can only be wielded by two percent, but with the destruction and transformation of this plane by the Burning Legion, I will soon be able to recover 100% of my strength!"

Hearing this, Arthas's eyes hidden in his helmet flashed with a faint green light, but a little uneasiness welled up in his heart.

Although the strength of this Dread Demon King is far superior to him, under the suppression of the power of the plane, he can only wield two percent of his strength, that is, the appearance of an S-level peak reincarnation, and he is half a pound and eight taels, far from being able to pose much of a threat to that plane disruptor.

Thinking of this, Arthas could only knock on the side: Lord Nasrezm, how much importance does the Burning Legion attach to this world, are you the Supreme Commander of the Legion this time?

Supreme Commander? Of course I'm not.

Nasrezm leaned over the hideous head with two purple sharp horns, seemed to see Arthas's thoughts, grinned a huge mouth with a row of sharp teeth, and said with a smile: Arthas, don't worry, I know you're worried about the guy who wiped out your entire team. I can guarantee that when the true commander of the Legion descends, the plane will gradually collapse because it cannot withstand his power.

As he spoke, the Dreadlord Nasrezm suddenly raised his hands, and green evil energy poured out of his hands, instantly connecting to the huge dark door.

Immediately, Nasrezm half-knelt on the ground, lowered his hideous head, and the two demon horns touched the ground, and said respectfully:

The great Ereda, the right-hand man of the Dark Titan Sargeras, the commander of the Burning Legion, Akmund the Polluter, and Nasrezm welcome you!

Before the words fell, the surface of the dark gate suddenly rose, and the endless green evil energy turned into liquid and continued to surge, and then, like a whale out of the water, a huge figure stepped out of it!

It's a giant demon with blue skin and a big forehead. A flaming dark gold armor wrapped tightly around his body. In one hand, he held a huge scepter that had been corrupted by evil energy, and on the scepter was a circle of terrifyingly sharp barbs, the staff of Argus, a great artifact that could destroy all surface matter within a thousand miles.

And in his other hand, he held a huge green long sword. This is the cataclysmic blade forged by the Dark Titan Sargeras himself, and with full force, it is enough to destroy an entire large .6!

He is the commander of the Burning Legion, second only to the Dark Titan Sargeras, and alongside Kil'Gardan the Deceitful, the Polluter, Akmund!

Rumble!

As soon as Akmund appeared on the Resident Evil plane, in an instant, the surging energy surrounded him, and his eyes turned into emerald-colored burst flames, and a continuous stream of green evil energy rose up on his blue body in an instant, reflecting his dark golden armor, shining!

However, this is just the beginning. As Akmund fully touched this plane, in the next second, hundreds of pitch-black spatial cracks scattered around him, the earth shook, the sky trembled, and a terrifying energy spread out in an instant!

Boom Boom –

The terrifying energy shockwave killed millions of humans who were locked up in the Dark Gate camp in an instant, and tens of thousands of demons were also unlucky enough to be torn apart by this terrible shockwave.

In the nearby city, all the buildings collapsed in an instant, the entire city was razed to the ground, and even the rolling mountains in the extreme distance collapsed in an instant!

Within a radius of thousands of miles, everything was destroyed, and even the space was constantly shattered and reorganized, and it was difficult to withstand the power of Akmund's evil power!

This was still that Akmund did not use any offensive force, just because he had descended on this plane, he had already overwhelmed the space and matter within a radius of thousands of miles.

What a fragile world!

A voice like thunder rang out from Akmund's blue head. Immediately, he tried to rein in his own strength, which gradually calmed down all the chaos around him.

As the chaotic energy and space were gradually erased, Akmund shrunk his body and looked at the three people not far away, struggling to resist his coercion.

Or rather, a lich, an orc, a demon.

Nasrezm, have you eliminated the armies and powerhouses of this plane? Akmund looked coldly at the Dreadlord kneeling on the ground, and said lightly.

There are not hundreds of countries in this world, and although they have fallen into the end of their own making, there is still a strong resistance.

Nasrezm humbly lowered his head and said with some trepidation: Of course, we also have great achievements. Just now, I've sent a team of Doomsday Guards to hunt down some powerful enemies.

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