The Burning Legion is a vast organization spanning several star sectors, the ugliest and most violent gang in the stars, their armies are spread across the star fields, and almost every living world has its spies and eyes.

In the Burning Legion's vast and bloated intelligence system, every day information from countless worlds in the Burning Legion is gathered to serve as a reference for the Burning Legion's strategists to decide on their plans for invasion and destruction in the stars.

The original intelligence system of the Legion was controlled by the cunning Nasrezm demons, and the Legion's intelligence collection and analysis capabilities were at their peak, and the Nasrezm were very good at seizing the loopholes of civilization to formulate invasion plans, and their brains full of dark wisdom could pop up countless evil ideas in minutes, and then by the Legion's demons with strong execution, these dark ideas evolved into a humanitarian disaster in the stars.

Unfortunately, after the disappearance of Casanatyr, Nasrezm was divided internally, allowing the fraudster Kilgardan to take advantage of the loopholes, and after the first lord Tikdios who succeeded him obeyed the fraudsters, the Legion's intelligence system was infiltrated by the Ireda demons under the influence of the fraudsters, and under the subtle influence of hundreds of years, Nasrezm was finally squeezed from the top of the intelligence system to the level of insignificant executors.

But after all, there is a specialization in the art industry, not to mention this kind of thing that is linked to talent.

The Eredas are also wise and evil, but they are not born demons after all, and their invasion plans are more than a step behind the whimsical ideas of the Dreadlords, and they have also caused the Legion to destroy the star civilization at a much slower rate, but on a macro level, the speed at which the fire of destruction is still staggering.

However, it is an indisputable fact that the combat effectiveness of the intelligence organization of the corps has weakened.

However, the foundation left by the Dreadlords is so effective that the Eredas can still obtain a huge amount of information from those intelligence channels, especially when the fraudsters are particularly interested in a particular civilization, and he can get almost any information about that civilization in a very short time.

Like now

"Bang"

The angry deceitster slammed the evil energy crystal in his hand on the table, because of a kind of disappointment that burst out from his heart, the great demon spewed terrible sparks between breaths, which meant that the huge evil energy in the deceit's body was violently tumbling because of emotions.

"Ahh Rubbish! It's all rubbish! ”

The latest report from Azeroth has undoubtedly disappointed the fraudsters, Talgas has failed to live up to his trust and expectations, and that damn bastard should be glad he died in Azeroth, otherwise he will be greeted with the worst punishment of the fraudsters.

Maybe he will be thrown by fraudsters to feed the dogs!

Well, those are the two ferocious hounds domesticated by the Dark Titan Sargeras in the world of Argus, and they are also the most feared creatures in this world subverted by evil powers, they eat a lot of food every day, and those demons who disappoint the fraudsters will become the snacks of these two evil hounds.

The news of the disappearance of both Rakish and Viren may indicate that the deceit's attack on the will of the prophet Viren has been successful, maybe Viren has collapsed, maybe he is dead, but that is not what the deceits wanted!

He's asking for the man Viren!

He hoped that the demons would bring the defeated Viren back to Argus, to the Prophet's homeland, and then the fraudsters would infuse the Prophet with evil energy and turn him into another Great Demon of the Legion, instead of being the way he is now, with no one alive or dead!

This is not what he wants! This is too far from the result that the fraudster expects in his heart, and it cannot make him feel the pleasure of revenge at all!

"Rubbish!"

The deceit's eyes began to glow with the flames of evil power, and he sat on his throne decorated with the bones of countless civilizations, and in the shadow of the unquenchable flames of the burning throne, the hazy and distorted figure of the deceitr almost enveloped the entire hall.

But after all, he was a great demon who was good at solving everything with conspiracy, he squinted his eyes, pondered some dark thoughts, and after ten minutes, he called in a low voice:

"My most brilliant student, my most trusted adjutant by the hand of the fraudster, come here! I need you! ”

At Kil'Gardan's call, a moment later, between the two elemental doors that were recombined by the scorching flames and deep shadows, two tall, richly dressed, gloomy female Eredar High Demons stepped out of the shadows of the door and stood under Kil'Gardan's throne.

Judging from their faces, this should be a pair of sisters, but they have completely different powers, immersed in the essence of power, so that their appearances have changed.

Ereda female's skin that manipulates the flames becomes the same color as the flames pulse.

The lady who manipulates the shadows has mysterious and seductive purple skin, just like the color of the void.

They were the best new stars of spells in Makere's sorcery during the reign of the Eredans over Argus, and the two most valued students of the Archon Kilgardan, and after the Eredans fell to the Burning Legion, they were even more fanatical followers of their mentors, and were transformed into Eredar demons by Kil'Gardan himself.

They are the agents of Kil'Gardan's power in the Burning Legion, and every time the ruthless demon sisters appear, they not only make the Legion's enemies tremble, but also the demons of the Legion tremble because of their capricious and arrogant and vicious style.

They enjoy the majesty of that fear, they enjoy the pleasure of that torture.

They are the Eredar Twins, Kil'Gardan's first lieutenant, Queen Salorath, who wields the Shadow Fire, and Orethus, a high-ranking sorcerer who wields the flames of impermanence.

"We are at your disposal, fraudster!"

"We loyally await your orders!"

Two Eredar high-level demons knelt on one knee in front of the fraudster, their voices were charming and rippling, which made people itch their hearts, and they were very beautiful Eredar demons, their bodies did not have cracked skin due to evil energy infection or were filled with the same evil energy sores as other Eredas, in fact, in addition to the nature of the power in their bodies, the Eredar Twins also maintained the noble and beautiful posture of the Eredas.

This is probably a kind of stubborn attachment to beauty in women.

Of course, the fraudster didn't care about that, Kil'Gardan was a role model in the field of teaching and educating people alone, he valued these two students so much that he taught him his knowledge, and he didn't have the disgusting habits of the nasty tutors, the fraudster was not very fond of women, in fact, even during his long tenure as Archon of Argus, the fraudster had never been married, or even had a lover.

This kind of behavior, coupled with the fraudster's tens of thousands of years of unremitting pursuit of his friend Viren, has made many gossip-loving demons privately question the fraudster's sexual orientation, uh, of course, to discuss this in the legion, once it is discovered, it will be the end of feeding the dogs.

"That shitty in Talgas has let me down, Viren, gone."

The fraudster rubbed his forehead, he was in a bad mood, and therefore spoke in a blunt tone:

"I seriously doubt that Viren is really dead, you have also seen the prophet, that is not so easy to defeat the people, his will is simply as strong as steel, beyond steel but my revenge is only one last step, and the Legion's offensive against Azeroth, many things cannot be delayed any longer, therefore, I am here to grant the two of you the right to war!"

"Salorath, Orethis, you two immediately put down everything you are doing and act as my spokesmen to go to Azeroth and urge the impudent Nasrezm demons to speed up their efforts to strip the Pillars of Creation, Tikdios, Memphistus, and Anaseron, the three Dreadlords loyal to me will secretly help you!"

"Once the Pillars of Creation are in hand, immediately lure the demon army stationed in Marton into Azeroth, purge all the Dreadlords who won't obey me, kill the minority, and command the fleet to attack the damned world from the periphery!"

A sinister murderous intent shone in the fraudster's eyes, and he patted the armrest of the throne and said to his most proud student:

"In the meantime, you have to find a way to find a sufficient rift in Azeroth, I don't want to wait any longer, I don't want to hear about these damn failures anymore, I'm fed up with the incompetence of these demons!"

"Bang"

The deceitful stood up at this moment, the blood-red batwing behind him spreading wildly, and the beating shadow of the flame raised the temperature of the entire hall by dozens of degrees.

Between the shadows that shone brightly, the fraudster said in a deep voice:

"This time, I'm here in person!"

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Naturally, the creatures of Azeroth could not have known that the Fraudster Archdemon, who was countless light-years away, was no longer going to play boring games, and that the fraudster, who was almost mad and spurred on by constant failures, was going to flip the table.

But to be honest, with the tenacity of the creatures of Azeroth, which has been tempered by various frequent major events, even if they knew, it is estimated that they would not have much reaction, after all, the demon has failed twice in Azeroth, and as the absolute villain of Azeroth, the Darkblade Legion has not failed once!

In the eyes of the creatures of Azeroth, the undead who have lost their minds are much more difficult to deal with than the demons who are angry.

At this time, in the Borean tundra, the Prophet Viren had been missing for a week, and the two great garrisons of the Draenei could not hide it no matter how much they could hide it, and Marrad and Vihari planned to find a suitable time to announce the bad news to the people in the near future, but they were not sure how the people would react after receiving the news of the Prophet's fall.

After all, the existence of a prophet is too important for the Draenei civilization.

And at this moment of urgency, the two great garrison officers suddenly received a letter, the content of the letter was nothing more than to invite the two garrisons to meet on the seashore of the north wind tundra, but the payment surprised Marad and Vihari.

That inscription is "Nuri. Viren"!

This surname seems to represent that in the last 7 days, in this world, something has happened that is important to the Draenei people, but they don't know anything about.

In the evening of the same day, under the pretext of inspecting the city's defenses, the two garrisons left the two gates of Sha'tar, which was being rebuilt, and headed towards the coast of the Borean Tundra near the Dragonbone Wilderness, and after crossing a col, Vihari was the first to spot the man who had written to them.

It was a young-looking, but vicissitudes of life, and when Vihari spotted him, he was sitting on a rocky beach with a long hood, and with the jerky in his hand, trying to attract the seals of the sea, which were domesticated pets by the walruses people in the vicinity, and which breeded a lot on this coast.

"Yo! You're coming! ”

When Nuri saw Marrad and Vihari walking towards him, he threw the jerky in his hand to the coveted seal cub in front of him, then clapped his hands and said to the two vigilant guards:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wait, you"

When he saw Nuri's face, Marrad let out an exclamation, and Vihari, who was beside him, pulled out his weapon directly.

This face, like the Prophet, is so similar!

Especially the expression on his face when he squinted, it was almost carved out of the same mold as Viren, but it wasn't enough to make the garrison trust him, this is Azeroth, this is a magical world, there are many, many ways to change a person's appearance.

At the sight of a vigilant Vihari and a hesitant Marrad, Nuri shrugged his shoulders and pulled his hood upward, and after his black hair tied in a ponytail was pulled away, on his forehead, the slightly dim, broken seal of the leader of the Draenei made the two garrisons finally let their guard down.

This thing can't be faked, although this holy seal is only the symbol of the leader of the Draenei, it is given by Naru, and it has been passed down through the Draenei civilization for generations, and no magic has been found to forge this seal.

"Father gave it to me."

Pointing to the dim mark of the leader on his forehead, Nuri said to Marrad:

"Just as a token of my identity, on the occasion of his death, he told me to give this seal of leadership to a man named Malrad, so who is Malad among the two of you?"

This made the eyes of the Grand Garrison Marlad widen, and this action caused Nuri to turn his head to look at him:

"Are you the Grand Garrison Marlad? My father said that he had told you about it, and if he died, then it was up to you."

"Say no more!"

Malad waved his hand, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes:

"I remember, but the prophet he really is"

"Yes!"

Nuri sighed, straightened up, and said to the two garrisons in front of him:

"The Prophet Died My Father and Fell"