Chapter 1174 15. Echoes of Argus

There are indeed not many choices left for His Excellency Elodus.

Facing the clansmen who were eager to find out the villains who betrayed the race and then execute them to death, the new big devil didn't hesitate for long.

Perhaps the Dark Titan hopes that his subordinates are all true fel warriors, but unfortunately, Your Excellency Elodus is a life-saving person...

A day later, Erodus made a decision. Under the watchful eyes of General Ishka and Kassanatier, the titular leader of the Eredar made a contract that shone with pale light. After signing its own real name, it has no way out, and now it can only hope that the big man can stop the Dark Titan. Only in this way, it has the only way to survive.

Cassanatier put away the scroll, and the dread demon king glanced at the ugly Eludus. It let out a sly laugh, then stretched out its claws, and patted Elodus on the shoulder. Like a real brother.

It whispered to Erodus:

"Don't be so disappointed, my brother, think about it carefully, after getting rid of your fear of the Dark Titan, you will find that this is actually a good thing."

"Good thing?"

Elodus snorted, and it had a straight face:

"The Dark Titan came with the will to destroy the stars. In the past hundreds of thousands of years, he has been the most terrifying existence among the stars. Now a dead monarch pops up randomly, claiming to challenge the Dark Titan, the deadliest Yes, I'm still tied to this sinking wreck, and honestly, I don't see how that's a good thing."

"It's really a good thing."

Cassanatyr snorted, and the dreadlord said slowly:

"You don't really think that Sargeras will regard the Burning Legion as his true self? Don't be stupid, the Burning Legion is just a means for him to achieve the eternal death of the stars, not an end. Let me ask you...Dark Titan Wants to create a new era without the threat of the Void, he wants a perfect future, wants to lay down new rules of the stars... If he really achieves all this, you think, he will let go of a group of demons who only know destruction Are we roaming in his new world?"

Elodus's face became even uglier.

And Casanatiel, who has been paying attention to it, snorted triumphantly:

"No! Follow Sargeras all the way to the black Burning Legion, there will be no good end. Their best ending in the future is to be thrown into the battlefield in the center of the stars by the Dark Titan, and those void creatures that cannot be killed cleanly Fighting to the death... this is waste utilization, you know that?"

"Sargeras never regarded us as confidantes, otherwise why would he rebuild the Dark Pantheon without telling us?"

"Those titans, even if they were killed by Sargeras himself, they are still the most trusted people of Sargeras, and we... Hehe, even if they are fraudsters and polluters, they are only useful, but at any time It's just a dog's leg that can be discarded."

The dreaded demon king is like a poisonous snake, pouring vicious venom into Eludus' heart little by little.

"The demons born in the Twisting Nether have no brains, they can't think about this terrible future, but we, the Nathrezim and the Eredar, we are the brains of the Burning Legion, we should not only look at the present We have to consider our respective futures, you are a leader, and I am also a leader, when we make decisions, we should think more about the people who follow us."

"Let's not talk about us Nathrezim. We are the oldest demon civilization born in the Twisting Nether. Our ancestors originally stayed in the home planet to study dark arts. Although they occasionally fought wars, in general , we are not the same as those demons who are naturally warlike. The war to pursue the destruction of the stars is not in line with the will of the Nathrezim civilization. We were forcibly recruited into the Burning Legion by Sargeras."

"We lost our freedom."

Casanatiel said with a sad face:

"And what about you? Eredars, you were living happily in the world of Argus, but Sargeras destroyed your world because he took a fancy to the star soul of your world, and also destroyed your world. Your civilization has turned you into demons forcibly... Not to mention the lunatics like Archimonde who are dedicated to power. You are the most trusted confidant of the fraudsters. I think you don't know... A fraudster actually has regrets in his heart, right?"

General Erodus shook his head, it didn't answer the question.

But it knows that, indeed, sometimes the fraudster will lock himself in his own temple alone, probably... that great demon probably has regrets for destroying his own planet and civilization.

"Hehe, you and Azeroth are in the same situation."

Seeing the change in Elodus's expression, Casanatiel knew that his temptation had almost achieved its goal. It coughed lightly and said to Elodus:

"Argus has a star soul, and Azeroth also has it. Argus has a civilization, and Azeroth also has it. Moreover, when you Eredars encounter legions, they are more advanced and stronger than Azeroth's civilization. It's a pity...your will is not as firm as that of a group of barbarians, you bowed your head to Sargeras like that, you gave your world and the future of your race so humbly, and then you fell to the present situation..."

The Dread Demon King looked at the vast stars in front of him, and there seemed to be a strange pride in his eyes, and he said:

"But not Azeroth."

"That weak world has been resisting, and they have persisted until now, and their persistence has paid off."

"As long as you survive this final battle, that world will become the savior of the stars...that is an achievement that you eredar will never achieve, and their victory shows a truth, Elodu Your Excellency, listen to me, there will never be a way out for others to be a dog, only by living like a human, gritting your teeth like a human, can you touch the last hope."

Casanatiel patted the Demon General on the shoulder again, and said:

"But to be honest, it's not too late to repent now."

"You can't go back to the world of Argus, but the Nathrezim will welcome you to settle in the two worlds of Nathreza and Rankona."

The first lord of the Dreadlord said kindly:

"Nathrezim and Eredar, two demon races with wisdom and power join hands and form an alliance of brothers. Our demon empire will start from those two planets, just like the world of Azeroth Just like our journey, we will have endless territory, endless wealth, and we will build a great empire among the stars! We will build a powerful empire comparable to the Burning Legion!"

"You like power, don't you? When the time comes, my brother, you'll have real power...not power given to you."

"That's where the true eredar kingship lies! Believe me, my brother Erodus, it only takes one small adventure, and our future will be bright!"

Casanatir's statement that he was full of ambitions also gave Elodus, who could not turn back, some expectations for the future. Being able to take the opportunity to climb to the throne of the Great Demon, this eredar demon is more or less a bachelor who dares to fight hard. It took a deep breath, looked at the stars, and filled the fear in its heart with a sliver of hope, but soon, it Another question came to mind, it looked at Casanatiel, and it asked:

"I want to ask you a question, Cassanatil, as you said, I am a leader, and you are also a leader, so how do you coordinate the differences of ideas among the tribe?"

"Um?"

Cassanatier looked at Elodus suspiciously. It didn't seem to understand Elodus' thoughts. It asked:

"What disagreement?"

"It's just a difference of opinion!"

Erodus said sadly:

"Not all eredar demons are willing to follow me. Ishka called me a wolf-hearted dog, and sat by and watched my people be attacked by other demons. In fact, I have no choice. They are not willing to obey me, or even accept my orders. What should I do?" Protect them? And now, we are leaving the Legion, surely not everyone is willing to fight against the Dark Titan..."

"Ah, easy!"

The first lord of the Dread Demon King waved his paw casually, and said softly:

"There will always be someone who thinks differently from you... Then kill all those demons with unique ideas, wouldn't there be no problem?"

"Huh? Is it so rough and simple?"

Eludus' eyes widened, and the first lord of Nathrezim shrugged:

"Of course! It's that simple, otherwise what do you think I've been doing these past few months?"

"In order to welcome your arrival, I "cleaned up" the two planets of Nathrezim. Nathrezim cannot harm each other, so I hired the soul hunter Imonar The interstellar mercenary group, go to 'persuade' my compatriots who are obsessed with obstinacy, those bastards are very quick to start, saving me a lot of time."

Cassanatier was speaking, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he said sadly:

"The only pity is that my once loyal subordinate, the obstinate third lord Varimathras called me a tyrant, but he was loyal to the Dark Titan. I, Balnazar and Tichondrius who know the general If we go out together, we won't be able to persuade it."

The first lord touched the new ring on his finger that was also made of the skull of the Dreadlord, and it sighed:

"It's a pity...it is actually quite capable, and it may become the consul of the demon empire in the future."

Erodus glanced at the skull ring on Kassanatiel's finger, which was wrapped around the screaming demon soul, and the staff in its hand decorated with the skulls of its own kind. The eredar demon slammed shiver.

It suddenly realizes...

This new partner of mine is not a good one.

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With the help of the Ethereal Fleet, the Azeroth Vanguard took a few days to bring the Antoran wasteland under their own control. On this land infected by evil energy, there are still many wandering The demons are unwilling to surrender and are still stubbornly resisting, but with the second batch of legions stationed in the world of Argus, the survival positions of these demons will be squeezed bit by bit, until finally, either surrender and become the warlocks of the Black Sickle Council Their contract demons were either hacked to death and used as "nutrients" for the swarm weapons.

The "Leviathan" developed by the Blightcaller and the Worm Yaqir Empire has been tested on the battlefield of Marton, and it is already a decisive weapon that can be used in actual combat. At this moment, such weapons will definitely appear. After all, the world of Argus is only a front-line position, and the real decisive battle is still in the world of Azeroth, and this land filled with evil energy will also become a barrier to delay the attacks of demons. War quagmire at its best.

The Pioneer Army's excavation of the ruins of the Burning Throne is also on the right track. Every day, the creations of the demons are sent back to the base for research, and some materials that can be used will also be collected. Some evil creatures in the ruins of the Demon Throne Artifacts will be treated as trophies and sent back to the world of Azeroth. Under the full operation of the propaganda system, they will be used to inspire the people of the world to maintain the courage to resist.

However, the lower level of the ruins of the Burning Throne is tightly sealed. The passage from the Antorus Mountains into the World Core is guarded by the Thundercast Legion of the Titan Guardians. In the World Core of Argus, it is sleeping and twisted. Another fallen titan, Argus the Unmaker, is not an enemy that mortals can fight against. The guardians sent a cautious message to the outside world. Until this threat is eliminated, the Antoran wasteland still maintains a posture of martial law .

Of course, the titan guardians are not capable of dealing with a full-grown titan imbued with fel energy, even if its threat is slightly less than that of Aggramar.

The Great Guardian Lai has entrusted someone who can solve the problem to deal with Argus' troubles. Although he has not stated who it is, it is already a secret that needs no explanation in the headquarters of the Vanguard Army.

In the world of Azeroth, there is only one person who can solve such troubles.

In the darkness of the Argus world, Tyrion walks in the dead world of this destroyed world. After Yuna connects to the death star sea, the high lord can enter the world of a certain planet in the present world through the connection of the death star sea. In the dead world.

The dead world of the Argus world was also affected by the withering of all things in this world. The area became smaller and the environment became dilapidated. The endless dead souls surging in it also made the great lord frown.

The native species of this world are either transformed into eredar demons, and then they are ruthlessly killed by the demons. The undead of a world are crowded in this narrow dead world. The death mutation here is more than that of Tyrion. The dementors you see when you step into the dead world of Azeroth are even more terrifying.

Death was affected by evil energy, causing the souls in this broken world to undergo a vicious evolution. Those howling dead souls merged together and became a terrifying monster with distorted faces, just like the big When the lord released Yuna's soul, the kind of pitiful monster that was condensed with flesh and bones like the Devourer of Thousand Faces...

It is necessary to kill all these monsters and let the dead souls regain their peace before planting the seeds of the tree of reincarnation here to re-realize the cycle of life and death in the world of Argus. But now, the great lord does not have the time to deal with these monsters. Walking in the dead world of Argus is to solve the world's biggest trouble.

In the world of death before the eyes of the great lord, Argus' planetary core and the fallen titans sleeping in it seemed to be separated by a layer of mist and veil, giving off a feeling of shadows.

He could see the Corrupted Titan Argus standing in the pure fel energy in the core of the world filled with dark green fel energy.

That's the Unmaker... one of the members of the Dark Pantheon who was given his name by Sargeras, he looks hopeless, he seems to be in a deep sleep, but just let him stay Here, it is obviously not acceptable. This is a threat and must be eliminated.

"cough cough"

Tyrion coughed lightly. He was suspended on the edge of the blending of the dead world and the present world. With his hands interlaced on his abdomen, he let the black windbreaker and long hair blow in the air. He said in a voice straight into the soul:

"It's time to wake up, Argus..."

"You need to talk to me about your future."