Azeroth’s Death Track

Devil Star Marton.

This is a world that was torn apart by the mighty Dark Titan a long time ago. This place was originally the place where the most lawless demons among the stars were imprisoned, but now it has become countless frontline battlefields of the Legion due to the tearing of space. One, to be precise, the energy generated when the star core exploded was mixed with the evil energy of Sargeras, tearing the space around this star field into a special environment.

The space rules of the stars disappeared in this sea of ​​stars. It was like a wormhole that was forcibly opened. As long as there were enough precise coordinates of the stars, starting from here, one could reach any place the Legion wanted to reach.

It is more like a transfer station that pours destruction to countless worlds.

And a few years ago, Archimonde, the great demon of the Burning Legion, planned to send troops from here to occupy Azeroth in one fell swoop. The dark titan's confidant was in serious trouble. Unfortunately, the powerful great demon died, dead like ants Worse, even the soul couldn't escape back to the Twisting Nether.

And its death represents the failure of a large-scale invasion, which is extremely rare in the history of the Burning Legion's conquest, and what's more terrible is that the great demon Archimonde was not stationed in the The millions of demons in Marton issued clear instructions, and after it died, did the Broken Star have a demon lord with a high enough status and strength to take over, so in the years after that, the entire Marton Dayton has almost become a place of chaos.

The destructive desire and tyrannical character of the demons rushing to the bones determine that they are very easy to implode when there is no leader, and the nathrezim who are working in private in Azeroth have no time at all to integrate the demons. The demons in Dundon, let them attack each other, in the absence of a strong commander, in just a few years, more than a dozen large and small forces appeared on this broken star.

This place has almost become a chaotic country with a devilish style.

A curse, a glance, or even just because of the leader's sudden brain twitch, will cause a large-scale melee, but the demons living here don't think there is anything wrong with it, on the contrary, they simply love this nobody. It's a chaotic planet.

In other words, what they love is the chaos without order, which is also the instinct engraved in the bones of the demons.

But the days of the chaotic demonic legion on Mardum were coming to an end when the Burning Legion once again decided to wage war.

Hang up the heads of these bastards!

Under the well-known chaotic sea of ​​stars on the Marton planet, against the background of the green meteors constantly crashing into the broken planet, the crazy civil war of the demons finally came to an end under the oppression of the powerful.

The deep voice of King Jaraxxus, the new commander of the Marton Legion, resounded in the barren land among the stars. Under the orders of the high-ranking demon lord of the eredar, several tall, hideous-looking fel lords A heavy steel pillar was inserted into the platform in the center of Marton. On the black pillar, hung the heads of more than a dozen demon lords, all of which had just been chopped off. Dripping green blood.

The owners of these dozens of heads were the demons who claimed the land as kings in the previous chaotic time. After the Burning Legion regained control of this place, these rebellious bastards immediately paid for their rebellious behavior. The price... the severed head is just a cruel appearance, and any demon with a brain knows that the souls of these demon lords will be thrown into the soul furnace of the world of Argus, as a source of energy for some powerful weapons .

And this kind of strong behavior also brought the chaos here back to normal in less than 2 days. The demons worship the strong, worship the power, and are willing to accept the rule under the power. They don't care who they work for, as long as the People are strong enough, cruel enough, and strong enough.

King Jaraxxus fits the above three conditions very well. As the first group of powerful eredar high-level mages who followed the Deceiver into the legion camp, after receiving the infusion of fel energy, he obtained unparalleled magical power. Under the surge of evil energy, his body became chaotic and tough, becoming very huge, just like a red giant walking on the ground.

Its smooth blue skin turned red, like solidified magma. Under the red skin, a faint light of fel magic could always shine, and its eyes always shone with gloomy and spiteful venom. It holds a staff made of the bones of the abyss lord, and the top of the staff has a big eye belonging to the beholder lord, which acts as a casting medium for curse spells.

Its upper body is naked, its lower body is only wearing simple light armor, its shoulders are covered with red metal shoulder armor, and there is a decoration similar to a mage's crown on its back. Four red tentacles hang down on its chin, and each tentacles tail There is a golden ring inlaid on the end, and the tail behind it is also decorated with decorations made of red gemstones.

This is a typical eredar demon, retaining the decorative habits of the eredar people, but under its tall body, there is a soul that is more like a demon than a demon.

It is honored as the King, which represents the terrible power possessed by Jaraxxus. This is a very powerful title among the eredar demon group. The most powerful group of eredar demons under Mond's command.

At this time, it came here, representing the will of the fraudster. Under the protection of several strong fel lords, King Jaraxxus walked slowly onto the platform specially built for it. The barren land in front of him was full of demon warriors who had returned to the rule of the legion. Its vicious eyes glanced at the first row of demons. They were fully armed and looked fierce, but when Jaraxxus' gaze fell, Which ones, these brutal guys are like frightened beasts.

Don't even dare to meet that gaze...

King Jaraxxus was very satisfied with this feeling of being terrified. He snorted arrogantly, and looked at the heads of a dozen high-ranking lords hanging on the black pillars around him. That was the proof of his strength and might.

Listen! Idiots!

The hoarse and sinister voice of the eredar high-ranking lord resounded through magic in this land full of demon soldiers and legion military buildings. Mobilization is underway.

You have committed the crime of treason! I should have killed you all for disobeying the order of the Legion!

A touch of tyranny flashed in Jaraxxus' eyes, and it could be seen that it was not trying to scare these demons, it really had this plan, but the powerful fraudster still needs them to die for the legion's cause... .

But thanks to the Dark Titan, you now have a chance at redemption, and soon, under my command, the destructive power of the Burning Legion will once again reign over that wretched world of Azeroth, and you, you will be the Legion Avatar and Herald of Destruction, I want you to go through the portal that is about to open... Listen up, idiots!

King Jaraxxus waved his hand, a dark green tyrannical flame shone in his palm, his voice became deeper, like a muffled thunder:

You will fight to the death in that fierce battle, and if you fail shamefully, then there is no need for you to come back...die there! If you fail, your souls will follow your original foolish leader And go... to be the fiercest fuel that burns in the furnace of souls!

Don't say I didn't give you a chance!

The mobilization of the eredar high-ranking lords ended here. There was no display of courage, no hatred, and no appointment of officials to make wishes. There were only strong demands, vicious threats, and crazy suppression. This is the style of demons. To be honest, these The lunatics who long for war and destruction don't need those weak things. Just the fact that the flames of war are about to rekindle is enough to make these destructive lunatics ecstatic.

And to be honest, these high-ranking lords didn't expect any great things from the cannon fodder demons in front of them. The legion doesn't need any heroes who can turn the tide. These lower-level demons only need to do their jobs well.. . In other words, they only need to be qualified cannon fodder.

You guys! Come with me!

King Jaraxxus said something to several high-ranking lords around him, and then under the escort of the guards, Shi Shiran walked towards his fortress. As the frontline commander personally appointed by the fraudster, it has this arrogance power.

A moment later, King Jaraxxus, who was sitting on the obsidian throne in the largest mountain palace on the Marton planet, patted the cold armrest of the throne triumphantly.

This throne was left behind by Archimonde who died in Azeroth for no apparent reason. Its style is very simple, but it is full of domineering meaning. It is not comfortable for Jaraxxus to occupy it unceremoniously. Jaraxxus also has his own ambitions, just like those nathrezim demons who are still busy in Azeroth.

The polluter Archimonde is completely dead, so one of the two leaders of the Eredar demon group is vacant. Every powerful eredar demon high-ranking lord has the ambition to reach the top. Galaxu The same is true of Si, and even secretly, it will ask its followers to call itself King of the Eredar, and its obvious ambitions are not concealed at all.

And it believes that this time it is its own opportunity to come to Mardun with the mission of the fraudster and plan another round of attacks on Azeroth. If it can accomplish what Archimonde failed to accomplish, Then when things are done, it is only one step away from the throne of the Eredar King.

More importantly, just like every strong man with power thinks, after completely taking over the huge demon army on Planet Marton, King Jaraxxus thinks that he... has a great advantage.

Tell me, everyone.

Jaraxxus's cold eyes flicked across the several eredar high-level lords and the two slightly obtrusive dreadlord lords in front of him. Like a real king, he said with a hint of arrogance :

The attack on Azeroth is about to begin. What do you think we should do? The most important thing is that the Lord Deceiver asked us to find the thing by name... For this, do you have any plans?

Mephistros and I will not join your war!

The tall dreadlord with yellow bat wings, the second lord of the Dread Council, Anaseron, said with a cold face: Nathrezim has been given a new mission by the Dark Titan. We are going to Azeroth to lurk and find the Creator. Pillar of the world.

Standing next to Anaceron was a slightly shorter dreadlord with blue bat wings and the third lord of the Dread Council, Mephistos. This cunning guy looked at the gloomy Jaraxxus , A faint disdain flashed in its squinted eyes, it continued what Anaceron said, and said softly:

And no matter what you eredar want to do, please remember that finding the Pillars of Creation is the most important thing in front of the legion, so don't bother us! Lord Sargeras' anger, you can't bear it !Even with the backing of fraudsters...

After finishing speaking, the figures of the two dreadlord lords flashed, and they turned into howling bats and disappeared in the fortress. Obviously, these dreadlords did not intend to give Jaraxxus face at all, which made the self-proclaimed future The high-ranking demon lord of the King of Eredar was very dissatisfied, but it still had some castles, and this dissatisfaction quickly dissipated on his gloomy face, and he looked at the other demon lords.

Those lords are no surprise, all of them are high-level eredar demons... Obviously, this is the team that is really loyal to the fraudster.

Mackzaar, tomorrow you will take the advance army to Azeroth, the Broken Isles... to find the location of the tomb of Sargeras, and set the coordinates of the stars. I will give you 1 day!

My lovely Haveli, after the coordinates of the stars are set, you and your fallen legion will be the vanguard to defeat all incoming enemies!

Alanzo and Argos, you and I will go deep into the tomb with the Warlock Legion...

Jaraxxus closed his eyes slightly, and assigned all the tasks. The eredar demon lords named by him all nodded slightly. Not everyone is willing to obey the arrogant King Jaraxxus, but this is No daring eredar lord has yet dared to refuse a mission assigned to him by the Deceiver.

The obedience of the lords made King Jaraxxus very satisfied. Looking at the map of the Azeroth star field drawn by fel magic in front of him, a gleam of light flashed in his squinted eyes:

Wait, Kil'jaeden...I will prove to Lord Sargeras that I am better than you and stupid Archimonde!

Use Azeroth as a stepping stone for me to become the king of eredar!

Thank you for the recommendation of a big guy who can’t say his name. I only found out about it last night. If so, let me formally thank you, big brother~