Azeroth’s Death Track

Broken Isles, Suramar, city of the Highborne.

After Cassanatier personally entered Suramar and negotiated the terms with the master of the city, Ms. Elisande, the great magister who was loyal to Queen Azshara thousands of years ago, after repeated blows, only The rest of the dread demon kings all migrated to this city, and they unceremoniously occupied a mansion in Elisande on the edge of the city as their base of operations.

This city of the Highborne, left behind from the Well of Eternity explosion, relies on the power of the ancient artifact, the Eye of Aman'Thul, to maintain its splendor and majesty thousands of years ago. Life here is naturally better than staying in Stormheim The life of the Navikul tribe is much better, and all the dreadlords are very satisfied, especially the god king Skovald has passed the second trial of the shield of Aggramar, which makes the dreadlords feel very satisfied with the current situation. Things progress with great anticipation.

Once the Shield of Aggramar is in hand, together with the Eye of Aman'Thul hidden deep in the city of Suramar, it means that the dreadlords will get two Pillars of Creation at the same time, which means that they will complete the darkness. At the behest of the Titans, the Nathrezim will be rewarded by the Dark Titans, who will hold great power.

Alas, unfortunately, my old friend Bernholler will not see the day when we win.

In this magical mansion, Kassanatier, who was transformed into a highborne elf in Suramar, drank wine with several other dread demon kings. The first lord said with some emotion:

That idiot of Malonos not only failed himself, but also took the life of Bainholder. No one knows where Bainholder died... Poor old thing, he couldn't even return his soul to the Twisting Nether ...destroyed in form and spirit.

Yeah, it's not worth it for Bernholler to die.

Because Tichondrius risked his life and death to complete the mission of dedicating the Hammer of Khazgoros to the Dark Titan, he regained the trust of Cassanatiel, and he, who was also transformed into a highborne, held a glass of wine and put on a pose says:

He died in the dark night before dawn, but speaking of it, that bastard Balnazar has also disappeared recently. After the undead appeared in Azsuna, we haven't heard any more about it...you, it Will it also...

I think it's very possible!

Varimathras sitting on the sofa did not turn into a highborne, it just shrunk its body. The dreadlord relaxed and stretched his wings, and he said to Cassanatyr and Tichondrius in a sinister manner arrive:

That idiot Balnazar is always clumsy. He is very ambitious, but it is a pity that he always messes things up. During the War of the Ancients, he was still the fleet leader of the legion, but so what? He commanded The fleet failed to wipe out even a single Azeroth rebel, and I would say that Balnazar is not worthy of its current lordship, we should remove him! Then let the more capable Nathrez Mu takes its place!

This playful scolding caused Cassanatyr, who was sitting on the main seat, to narrow his eyes. This cunning and cruel first lord seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, it looked at Varimathras:

Do you have anyone to recommend?

Hearing this, Varimathras immediately regained his spirits. The Dreadlord, a race with millions of members among the stars, is ruled by the Council of Lords of the Dreadlord. Although the first, second, and third lords have powerful However, the entire lord council has a total of 139 seats. Although most of the members have contributed to the conquest of the legion in other galaxies, it is unknown, but this is indeed a very large organization.

Moreover, the lords of the dreaded demon kings also have their own factions, and the internal struggle is also very fierce. Although the dreaded demon kings are limited by their blood and cannot kill each other, the losers in political struggles often suffer more terrible situations than death.

My subordinates, Solennor, who has been hiding in Azeroth for many years, and Diasolus, who is in charge of managing the legion in the rear, are all members who are very willing to contribute to the entire Nathrezim race , they are also very capable, I think they are very suitable for entering the fear council.

Varimathras said softly with a low eyebrow:

They are also very happy to serve the First Lord.

Well, I have seen these rising stars in the Legion battle report, and they are indeed very capable.

The first lord, Kassanatier, grabbed his chin. Just as he was about to make a decision, a low-level dreadlord disguised as a Suramar Nightborne guard walked into the hall, and he reported in a deep voice:

Your Excellency the First Lord, Lord Balnazar has returned, and it is waiting for your summons.

Um?

Casanatir's thoughts were interrupted, which made Varimathras very dissatisfied, but it didn't say anything. As for Tichondrius, who was leaning aside, this guy looked at him with a mocking smile. Looking at Varimathras, it gloated and said:

This world is really evil. Just talking about it, it came.

While speaking, the embarrassed Balnazar was escorted into the hall by several lower-level fear demon kings. The moment he entered the hall, Varimathras raised his voice:

Yo, look who this is? Poor loser is back...what? Your new master of the undead kindly gave you a life to come back as a spy? You...traitor!

Balnazar, who was already full of anger, was about to jump up and confront Varimathras, but the dark and calm voice in his heart dissuaded him:

Don't bother with it, Varimathras is just a meaningless idiot, the key is Cassanatyr, its attitude is the most important...Listen to me, follow our plan!

So Balnazar forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. Without saying a word, he took out a rag bag from his arms and threw it on the table in front of Casanatiel. This embarrassed and weak fear demon king lightly Coughed:

Fortunately, the first lord... I brought back the Tidal Stone!

Um?

Cassanatil's squinted eyes immediately flashed a flash of light. It stretched out its hand, opened the rag bag, and looked at the two broken stones shining like the light of the sea tide. Time froze a bit.

The first to break the calm was Tichondrius, the second lord of the dreadlord, with an artificial scream:

Oh my god! It's...broken!

The voice was full of schadenfreude, and Casanatiel's eyes fell on Balnazar. Obviously, the first lord was waiting for an explanation.

This stone was shattered 10,000 years ago, before the Legion landed on Azeroth!

Balnazar said softly:

My operation in Azsuna was successful, and in the mouths of those spirits, I learned the truth of all things, which were used by Queen Azshara to cast a vicious curse, and that Queen smashed the It, but it doesn't matter, what we need is not the piece of fetish itself, but the divine power it contains about Gogonus the Wrath Drinker, so even fragments can still satisfy the Dark Titan.

I don't care about that!

There was a trace of undisguised irritation in Casanatiel's voice:

Where did the other pieces go?

This question made Balnazar swallow hard, and he said unwillingly:

In the hands of the Dark Blade Legion!

boom

The claws of the first lord slammed on the table, and the luxurious stone table shattered at this moment. Amidst the debris splashing everywhere, Kasanatyr's hazy voice echoed in the hall:

The lingering bastards! There are traces of their meddling everywhere! It's disgusting! But you... your failure is really disgusting!

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Balnazar shouted loudly:

I snatched two fragments before Tyrion arrived, and I have been hiding in hiding for a while...First Lord, listen to my explanation!

swish

The first lord's sharp claws had already strangled Balnazar's neck, but the next moment, Balnazar's shout made the eyes of the three dreadlord lords present sharpen.

We have a traitor among us!

hum

Casanatir's claws were withdrawn, and it stood in front of Balnazar, staring indifferently at Balnazar's eyes, the terror-filled eyes of the demon king became strangely calm at this moment, four eyes In contrast, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of the first lord's mouth, but it was fleeting.

What did you say?

There are traitors among us! First Lord, listen to me, Azsuna's actions are completely secret, and the Darkblade Legion should never know, but they got stuck in the battle at a very delicate moment, and hit one of us Caught off guard, Hasabel, who was sent to Azeroth by the fraudster, died in battle, if I hadn't prepared in advance, I'm afraid I would have died there too!

A trace of panic and resentment flashed in Balnazar's eyes. Its gaze passed Casanatiel's body and landed on Varimathras. Balnazar said in a sinister tone:

Obviously, there is a traitor among us who reported our actions to the Dark Blade Corps in advance... Think about it, brothers, why is every one of our actions being intervened by the Dark Blade so accurately? Poor Bainholler, in order to keep secret, our companions deliberately separated from Malonos on the Mount Hyjal battlefield, but it was also killed, as if walking into a long-prepared ambush!

Balnazar stared fiercely at Varimathras, and said meaningfully:

There are traitors among the Nathrezim! There is no doubt about it, the first lord... don't be disturbed by those disgusting traitors.

Damn it! Why are you looking at me like that?

Varimathras sensed a crisis. Now Banazar is like a mad dog. In order to wash away his own failure, he is frantically blaming others, but what he said is very reasonable. There was also a ghostly dreadlord who jumped up from the sofa and yelled:

Do you think I'm a traitor? Bastard, I'm the most loyal to the First Lord and Nathrezim!

enough!

Casanatiel shouted and suppressed the confrontation between the two. It glanced at Balnazar and said in a low voice:

Varimathras is not a traitor. When you were attacked, he was staying with me in Suramar, negotiating with the cunning Elisande... As for Tichondrius...

I was handing over the holy hammer to Skovald at that time, boss.

Tichondrius shrugged:

It's not me either!

But there are still two high-ranking lords who are not here...

Balnazar said softly:

Anceron and Mephistroth, those two guys came to Azeroth, but they didn't join us. Obviously, they have already hugged the Trickster's thigh, the first lord...they are the ones who want to The bastards who let us down, they want to keep their position, they are suspicious!

Shall I catch them?

Varimathras immediately expressed his loyalty to Cassanatil, and it said very doglegly:

According to the power we currently have, it is as easy as pie to set up traps and catch them without anyone noticing!

No! Don't catch!

Kassanatiel looked back at the fragment of the Tidal Stone visited on the table, and it whispered:

The most important task now is to collect the Pillars of Creation. The task ordered by the Dark Titan cannot be delayed, but... But since the fraudster has reached out to us, we can't just sit and wait for death. Right now, there is a very Great opportunity.

Brothers... you say, do you want to use the Nightwell powered by the Eye of Aman'Thul in the city of Suramar to create a surprise for our fraudsters?

The first lord of Nathrezim touched his chin, and it whispered:

Didn't it always want to come to Azeroth in person and lead an army to destroy the world? With the energy of the Nightwell, it is completely enough to open a portal to Argus... We, sincerely welcome the Deceiver Come on...hehe

Since the Dark Blade Legion likes to be shit-stirring sticks so much, I think they will also like to have a friendly exchange with fraudsters...

Kassanatiel looked at the other dreadlords, and the dangerous light in its eyes made everyone shudder:

At that time, whether Tyrion kills Kil'jaeden, or Kil'jaeden kills Tyrion, it will do us no harm, and we can even...

I've finished my sentence...who is for and who is against?

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That night, at the bottom of the Palace of Order in Suramar City, in a secret chamber deep underground, Cassanatyr, disguised as the Highborne Nightborne Mage, stood alone above the Nightwell that provided magic power for Suramar City. Looking at the large magic hub below, which is similar to the original Sunwell, it seems to be thinking about something.

Behind it, Balnazar in a robe slowly came to the side of the first lord. It stood with the first lord, and a calm voice came into the ears of the first lord:

How does it feel to be a villain, Turalyon?

The first lord shrugged:

Can't you feel it? Aren't you a villain now too? Actually, if you ask me, it feels pretty good...and, welcome to our 'family', my old friend, I'm glad Seeing that your soul labor is over, I am also very happy to see you joining this great cause, and I think Master Antonidas must be very happy too...

In short, welcome to be a member of the legion of villains. For this sacred and special occasion, would you like to have a glass of wine? Suramar's magic wine is the best in the local area. Of course, I invite it!

As a welcome to my old friend...Khadgar!