Chapter 1068 Why Is It Called Thor’s Hammer (15/165)

Chapter 1068 Why is it called Thor’s Hammer (15165)

On this day, in the Super Void Fortress in the Twisted Nether, the demons were all celebrating the festival, eagerly discussing the battle situation while they were bored and waiting.

"Haha! I will definitely kill you when I go there this time." This was the speech of the cruel fear guard.

"I lack some fresh experimental materials. Remember to ask the idiots below not to kill all the natives." This was the speech of the evil Eredar Warlock.

No one expected that just when everyone was looking forward to a grand and magnificent victory, there was sudden movement in the extremely huge circular portal.

There is no air in the void, and there is no medium for sound transmission, so there is no sound.

However, this scene made every demon who witnessed this scene feel as if they were hearing hallucinations, with a loud "Bang!" sound rising in their minds.

Those are countless demons.

They are all the lucky ones in the eyes of other demons, and they are lucky enough to be the first to rush to the planet Azeroth.

Now, they're all back, in corpse form.

Most of these strong demons can survive for a long time even if they are thrown into the airless void, or into the terrifying polar regions, or into lava. Some demons don't even need air to survive, and are not afraid of heat and fire.

Now they are all reduced to pieces.

The horns of a hellhound were pressed against the arm of a demon guard. What hung on the abyss lord's belly button was no longer a shield-like waist armor, but the head of a specimen-like Xivalla female demon. They were all shredded and tangled together, almost indistinguishable from each other.

"This... this is the Twisting Void!" A demon in the Void Fortress expressed the biggest fear in the hearts of demons.

right! Outside the Twisting Nether, even if it dies multiple times, as long as the soul does not collapse, the demon can be resurrected countless times.

But dying in the twisting void, like this kind of soul and body being sent back together, then death is death! There is no possibility of resurrection!

The huge portal composed of twelve satellites as fulcrums turned into a large fountain, constantly spraying demonic remains into the twisted void.

No one can estimate how many demons there are here. Obviously, this is definitely a number often measured in hundreds of thousands.

"what happened!?"

Kil'jaeden, who was responsible for guarding the rear and dispatching reinforcements, rushed over after hearing the news. As soon as he flew out of the Void Fortress, he saw a large piece of garbage being spit out by the portal along with hundreds of larger pieces of garbage.

Those were Archimonde and the Void Lords. Unlike ordinary demons, although they were extremely embarrassed, they did not suffer much damage.

"Archimonde!?" Kil'jaeden's eyes lit up, and he finally found someone who could speak: "What happened?"

The low-level demons below will die if they die. There are so many of them anyway that it doesn’t hurt if they die by the thousands. But commanders at the level of Demon Lord and Archimonde are different. Even if they are not at odds with Archimonde, Kil'jaeden still agrees with Archimonde in terms of overall interests.

When the magical Ereda language reached Archimonde's ears across the void, Archimonde was still confused: "I don't know! I just fought on the front line. There is a guy who looks like a white deer and is very powerful. , I barely managed to kill him with a lot of effort. Suddenly I was pulled back."

"This is..." At this time, Kil'jaeden, who had come back to his senses, remembered that there was another person he could ask about in this situation, and that was Infernal Affairs, the high-ranking void lord in charge of the portal work.

His thoughts were immediately interrupted, because Sargeras actually came back.

His huge body was almost forced out of the portal.

The molten armor wrapped the fallen titan from his neck to his feet. Sargeras was exuding violent black magic power. This magic power was so powerful that for other beings, just looking directly at him was enough to sting his own eyes.

In the void control room, Tyrande endured the pain and bravely looked at Sargeras' evil face.

It was a twisted yet perfect face.

About fifteen thousand years ago, Sargeras was still a handsome, even perfect creature.

Through the goddess Elune, Tyrande learned that it was the race to which this creature belonged that created the world.

But now this handsome face is full of evil spirits. His body was dead, his eyes were burning with fire, and he was in a state of utter confusion and emptiness.

Sargeras has sharp fangs. A long, thick tail swung behind him, with jagged scales protruding from the top. His hands had curled claws, and he held an evil sword in one hand. Perhaps due to the explosion of the portal just now, only half of the originally intact sword was left, but its jagged blade still looked very lethal.

"Infernal Affairs! You traitor! You actually have the guts to stay here!?" Sargeras's roar confirmed the fate of this strange turn of events on the spot!

Kil'jaeden and the eredar twins floating in the void all turned pale. If Infernal Affairs is really a traitor, then they will also be in trouble!

How terrifying is the voice of the fallen titan?

Even though they were separated by at least 10,000 meters of void, Duke and Tyrande still felt the terrifying sense of oppression crashing in like stars.

If Duke hadn't used a force to block Tyrande's attack, Tyrande might have died on the spot with his liver and gallbladder splitting apart and his internal organs exploding to pieces.

Duke thought, and the dark power in his body drove a small magic. Suddenly, an illusory projection about the same size as Sargeras appeared in the void. More than a billion demons heard Duke's voice that was transformed into waves with dark magic power.

"Haha! Sargeras, why don't you ask me why I am still here instead of hiding as you imagined?"

Duke was so calm, but it made the three giants of the Burning Legion become less calm.

This Infernal Affairs is so terrible!

Sneaking in silently, he accepted the baptism of ultra-pure evil energy just like other lords, but he always kept his true heart. After passing all the tests, he climbed to a high position in the Burning Legion with his unparalleled space magic.

Why hasn't he left until now?

The answer is simple!

He must have a backup plan!

"Haha! Let me tell you now, why did I name this portal [Thor's Hammer]?" Duke's face, stained by black energy, snaked out a sinister expression that was terrifying even to a demon. smile.