Chapter 805 Loyalty (10,000-Word Chapter, Please Subscribe)

There is no doubt that with Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong's successful raid on Argus, the war between the two sides has completely evolved into an oversized "center-blooming" tactic.

Especially after the 32nd Legion led by Tok was fully deployed and built fortifications, it was like a nail firmly embedded in the enemy's heart.

He didn't even need to take the initiative to attack, as long as he held it firmly, he could make the Burning Legion miserable.

Because Argus is so important.

This is not only the main base for the Burning Legion's demons to be reborn after death, but also the Burning Throne located in the core of the planet also stores the souls of all the Titans of the Pantheon. No mistakes are allowed.

But the problem is that before disappearing, Sargeras gave Kil'jaeden a death order to keep the Legion's portal in Azeroth at all costs.

So he is now in a dilemma.

On the one hand, the battlefield of Mount Hyjal must be heavily defended, and on the other hand, troops must be drawn to block the Devil Astartes army that has already formed a scale and has advanced weapons and interstellar combat experience.

The latter, in particular, gave the Trickster an unprecedented headache.

The previous nuclear bombing almost destroyed the Burning Legion's last mobile force of scale, causing him to only be able to repair the wall in one place.

What's more terrible is that Xiorin, relying on her already trained strong command ability, began to strategically oppress the Burning Legion throughout the universe.

This Dark Judge didn't care about the gains and losses of one or two planets or several galaxies, but focused on attacking those portal nodes that were indispensable to the Burning Legion.

Every loss meant that the Burning Legion completely lost control of the area and could no longer send reinforcements.

The remaining garrisons would also be drowned alive in front of the endless cannon fodder in New Phyrexia.

How many years!

The Burning Legion has always used endless demons and cannon fodder to drown its opponents, and has never been drowned by its opponents using human wave tactics.

Even the Lich King and his Scourge, which can continue to grow like a snowball, have never exceeded the number of garrisons on any occupied planet under the Legion.

The most outrageous thing is that the opponent has achieved all-round transcendence in magic, technology and weapons and equipment.

Many times, before the Burning Legion's fel artillery even enters the range, the saturation bombing of New Phyrexia will fall from the sky, and often before they rush to the front, they will be torn into pieces by the dense and fierce long-range firepower.

Even if they use teleportation magic to launch a surprise attack directly, they often cannot get any advantage in close combat.

This is why Tok commented that the Legion has fought too many asymmetric wars.

In fact, the technology and weapons of the Burning Legion are very deformed, as if primitive people were suddenly forced into the modern military system, and there is a sense of separation everywhere.

For example, they obviously have space battleships and even things like satellite fortresses, but the range of most long-range weapons does not exceed ten kilometers.

But this is not difficult to understand.

After all, the Burning Legion is mainly composed of chaotic demons from the twisting void, and the Eredar recruited by Sargeras later, as well as the natives hatched on various planets.

Among them, even the Eredar civilization that once developed to a very high level is still far from entering the space age, and its main research direction is still magic rather than natural science.

In addition, after the establishment of the Burning Legion, it basically dominated the physical universe, and there was no other force that could compete with it.

So they obviously mastered many very powerful technologies, but the things they made were full of goblin-like roughness, and there was no great progress in tens of thousands of years.

Anyway, the current weapons and equipment are enough, so there is naturally no motivation to continue to invest resources for more in-depth research and development.

Compared with the improvement of weapons and equipment and overall strength, high-level demons are more concerned about how to make themselves stronger.

Although the previous defeat in the battle with New Phyrexia has aroused the vigilance of the top leaders, a mere two years is obviously not enough to develop something that can change the situation.

At best, they have developed some long-range artillery that relies on fel energy as a propulsion force to fire, and put the energy of fel energy artillery into physical shells to shoot farther.

But the problem is that in the face of dense defense firepower networks, these shells, which are not fast, are often intercepted before they fall, and cannot form large-scale effective killing.

At this moment, Kil'jaeden, who was personally in charge of Azeroth, was flipping through the reports in his hands, some of which were urgent and some were requesting reinforcements. His face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

Finally, he threw the reports on the table and roared angrily: "Is there no good news at all?"

"I am very sorry, great deceiver, the current situation of the Legion is indeed not optimistic. Especially the enemy suddenly tore up the armistice agreement without any signs, which caught us off guard."

An Eredar lieutenant hurriedly lowered his head and dared not look at the other's eyes filled with green fel energy.

Because not long ago, several commanders who fought poorly or even annihilated their troops were severely punished, and some were sent to the terrible interrogation room for torture.

You must know that the enemy's sneak attack on Argus directly exploded within the Burning Legion, and was even regarded as the biggest shame since its establishment.

After all, the Burning Legion has always invaded other planets, and when has their homeland been invaded?

In addition, Tok's desperate attempt to throw a large number of nuclear warheads also made the Legion's top leaders feel very scared.

If there are enough such weapons in stock, the other party may really be able to push to the Burning Throne deep in the center of the earth.

If the dark titan Sargeras is alarmed at that time, everyone will be in trouble.

"I don't want an excuse now! It's action! It's a solution!"

Kil'jaeden knocked on the table hard to express his strong dissatisfaction in his heart.

Although he is not as impatient as Archimonde, and can even allow his subordinates to make mistakes and fail to a certain extent, he will never allow them to be incompetent.

In his eyes, the performance of the Burning Legion on all fronts is completely incompetent.

The Eredar lieutenant argued helplessly: "This is not an excuse, but a cruel reality. In this war, we are completely at a disadvantage in terms of both quantity and quality. And the enemy has obviously conducted a detailed study of the Legion's tactics. In other words, we are being targeted."

"So you mean we can only sit and wait for death?"

Kil'jaeden raised his head and glared at him.

"No, of course not." The Eredar lieutenant shook his head hurriedly. "What I mean is that it is obviously not wise to desperately defend a front line that is leaking everywhere like this. It will consume too much manpower in vain. In contrast, I prefer to concentrate troops to solve the most difficult problems first."

"You mean... choose a place between Azeroth and Argus as a battlefield to attract the enemy to a decisive battle?"

Kil'jaeden obviously understood what his subordinates wanted to express, and touched his chin and began to think about the feasibility of this plan.

Although it is not clear why New Phyrexia suddenly tore up the armistice agreement and took the initiative to attack, since there has been no trace of Zuo Si himself so far, he can't help but feel lucky and think that it should be the commander Xiorin who is making trouble.

This means that before the bosses of both sides show up, the game remains within the acceptable and controllable range.

As long as they can win one of the two key battlefields or force the other side to give up the original strategic goal, they should be able to restart negotiations and reach a ceasefire again.

At that time, as long as the Burning Legion is given enough time, it will not take long to change this unfavorable situation.

The Eredar lieutenant showed a sinister and cunning expression and reminded: "Please don't forget that we have spies planted in various races in Azeroth, as well as those satyrs transformed from night elves. As long as they are used properly, they will definitely cause a lot of trouble to the other side."

"Use the power of Azeroth? It sounds like a good idea."

Kil'jaeden was obviously tempted.

After all, instead of guarding the portal here and waiting for the enemy to attack wave after wave, it is better to take the initiative to see if you can do something behind the scenes.

Whether it succeeds or not, it will eventually play a certain role in restraining.

After figuring this out, he immediately began to send people to contact the dreadlords, succubi, satyrs, and warlocks who defected to the Legion scattered throughout Azeroth.

You should know that although the Lich King and the Scourge of Northrend were taken away by Zuo Si, the undead stranded in the East and West Plaguelands did not disappear.

Quite the contrary.

They are still under the leadership of the Dreadlord and are fighting against the Kingdom of Lordaeron led by Jia Liya to prevent it from regaining the East and West Plaguelands.

In addition, the Satyrs have been a cancer on the continent of Kalimdor since the end of the War of the Ancients.

Although they are scattered in different places in small groups, they can make a big fuss if they can be gathered together.

As for the warlock groups hidden in various races, as long as they promise to give more taboo knowledge after the success, they can basically do it without any bottom line.

Although there may be a few warlocks who are still loyal to their own race, there are more of them like Gul'dan who abandoned their identity in pursuit of power and completely sold their country and race to the Burning Legion.

In short, based on the principle of waste utilization, Kil'jaeden needs them to act immediately.

But what he didn't know was that Zuo Si had been staying in the capital of Lordaeron as a guest since returning from the Twisting Nether.

At present, he was standing on the top floor of the palace, looking down at the whole city.

Although this place was once occupied by the undead of the Scourge, Queen Jialiya had successfully recovered it long ago and was currently cleaning and rebuilding it. Busy people could be seen everywhere on the streets.

If nothing unexpected happened, this severely damaged city would be completely renewed in a few months at most.

After all, most of the civilians successfully escaped at that time.

With the help of the dwarf craftsmen from Ironforge, it was only a matter of time to restore the former glory.

"How does it feel to be a queen?" Zuo Si asked without turning his head.

Jialiya, wearing a sexy dark red dress, responded with a wry smile: "It's terrible.

If I had known that I would have to deal with so many things every day as a king, I would rather not have taken over this mess.

Especially those cases about property inheritance and disputes, it is impossible to make a judgment easily.

In addition, the nobles from all over the country are also a big trouble.

Most importantly, someone actually tried to interfere with my marriage, trying to separate me from my current civilian husband and then marry a nobleman."

"It sounds like the political situation within the Kingdom of Lordaeron is a little unstable?"

Zuo Si was so keen in this regard, and he suddenly noticed the undercurrent beneath the calm surface.

"As you know, the Menethil family has always trained only men as heirs, so everyone is used to male kings and think the queen is unreliable.

But the problem is, I am the only one who has the right to inherit right now, and no one else can replace it.

Therefore, some nobles hope to find a man with leadership skills to assist the prince through marriage to ensure the stability of the political situation.

Others believe that a commoner is not worthy of the queen and will even destroy the majesty of the royal family.

To be honest, I would rather lead an army to deal with enemies like the undead and demons than get trapped in the whirlpool of power and politics. "

When she said these words, there was a hint of irritation and annoyance in Jialia's tone.

After all, the Kingdom of Lordaeron is based on the feudal system, and feudal lords everywhere still have very large autonomy.

So she couldn't kill her enemies like she did on the battlefield.

Otherwise order will cease to exist.

"Do you need me to give you some advice?" Zuo Si turned around and asked with a smile.

Jialiya nodded immediately: "Of course, please give me a clear path. I have tried to use the power of the church before, but they refused on the grounds that divine power cannot interfere with secular royal power."

“The church made the right choice.

Once they begin to interfere with secular kingship, the boundaries between the two will begin to blur, which is a very, very dangerous tendency.

As for getting rid of those annoying nobles, the method is actually very simple. Promote civilians from the middle and lower classes as officials to compete with them.

If I remember correctly, the entire Eastern and Western Plaguelands and Tirisfal Glades fell in the war with the Scourge, right?

This means that those nobles actually lost control of the land, and some families were even wiped out.

That being the case, why not set up a special agency to conduct review?

Whether it is inheritance or retaking the land, identity needs to be confirmed, right? "

When saying these words, Zuo Si had naked and undisguised malice on his face.

As a tyrant who advocates centralization of power, his favor with feudal lords has always been negative.

Whether these guys are good or evil, benevolent or cruel, there is no difference at all in his eyes, they all belong to the kind that need to be destroyed physically.

"You mean...using censorship as a blackmail to force those nobles to surrender to me?"

Jialia was obviously no longer the rookie who had just ascended the throne and understood nothing. She instantly understood the meaning.

Zuo Si replied casually: "The essence of power is the ability to force the other party to obey.

So you shouldn't rule a country by fantasy.

Instead, use various means to subdue all opponents and let them maintain the most basic awe and fear of you.

Like this censorship body.

Those nobles who are willing to be loyal and obey you can pass faster.

But if it is those families who are doing things in secret, think you are weak and can be bullied, and want to take away the power from here, they can just find any excuse and keep delaying, so that they can't get their fief back.

As time goes by, the wealth they brought with them when they fled will quickly decrease, and they may even have to borrow money from merchants and bear heavy debts.

Believe me, in this case, the so-called noble honor, dignity, and decency are not as important as food, clothing, and housing.

When these guys start to starve, freeze, and live on the streets like beggars, guess whether they will still care whether the supreme ruler of the country is a man or a woman?

And do they have the strength to join forces in an attempt to take away the power belonging to the royal family?

The most important thing is that by rectifying these guys, you can not only establish your authority and let everyone see the consequences of daring to disobey and question yourself, but also take the opportunity to weaken the aristocratic power in the country and support civilian officials to come to power.

All that is needed to achieve these goals is to establish an agency to review land qualifications.

Remember, as a king, you should never give in to any interest group.

Because as long as you take one step back, they will force you to take the second, third, and fourth step back.

The game of thrones is always a zero-sum game. There is no so-called good for you, good for me, and good for everyone. There must be a loser.

If you don't want to be a loser, you must do whatever it takes to maintain the power in your hands.

No matter who it is, as long as you dare to reach out to your power and challenge your authority, don't hesitate to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys. "

There is no doubt that these words directly enlightened Jialia, and she understood the rules and essence of the power game, and also solved many problems that troubled her.

For example, why the nobles hate the queen and why they want to interfere in their marriages.

It turns out everything revolves around power.

Wanting to understand this, she immediately put on another face, stuck out her tongue and licked her seductive red lips, pursed her lips and said meaningfully: "Thank you for your teaching, I think I know what to do. Since These guys have bad intentions, so it’s not my fault.”

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Zuo Si encouraged with a smile.

There is a saying that governs a big country like cooking small delicacies, and governing a small country is like cooking seafood.

For a small feudal kingdom like the Kingdom of Lordaeron, if you don't work hard to make the nobles idle and accumulate a lot of wealth, who knows what they will do in private.

So the monarch must find ways to make the nobles move and continuously consume manpower, material resources, and financial resources.

Otherwise, it is not certain who will be the king after decades or even hundreds of years.

In this regard, the Tokugawa Shogunate of the island country did a very good job, especially the system called "Sankin-kotai", which is directly equivalent to cutting a knife on the arms of those feudal lords and bleeding continuously.

"Please rest assured, I won't let you down. By the way, you came all the way to the capital of Lordaeron, didn't you just to teach me how to be a qualified monarch?"

Jaliya suddenly changed the subject, revealing a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. I have actually been waiting for the progress on Argus, and I came here to hide for two days to avoid alerting the enemy. You have to understand that at my level, I can't easily go down in person, otherwise it will inevitably trigger a chain reaction."

"You mean, going down in person will lead to a direct conflict with the dark titan Sargeras?"

Jia Liya's tone was full of uncertainty.

"No, I am mainly worried that when I fight Sargeras, the Titan souls imprisoned by him will take the opportunity to escape. So before fighting Sargeras, I have to get those imprisoned or corrupted Titan souls first."

Zuo Si directly stated his concerns.

After all, he didn't want to revive the Titan Pantheon after a busy day.

"Can Illidan Stormrage and Maiev Shadowsong really complete such an important task?"

Jia Liya obviously doubted this.

"Don't underestimate them.

Especially Illidan, who has been preparing for this day for a long time, and his understanding of the Burning Legion is superior to anyone else.

As long as he is given a chance, he can create miracles.

Also, you should be careful recently.

Kil'jaeden will definitely not sit and wait for death."

After saying this, Zuo Si turned around and went back to the sofa in the house and sat down.

Jia followed closely and sat on the ground, leaning against him. She peeled the skin of a grape with her white and slender fingers and put the pulp into her mouth. Both her movements and expressions were as gentle and considerate as a lover.

Zuo Si reached out his hand and stroked her hair, cheeks, and neck intimately like stroking a pet...

When her fingertips gently slid across her white and smooth skin, Jia Liya's muscles all over her body quickly tensed, her breathing immediately became rapid, and her eyes revealed an irrepressible strong desire.

You have to know that she is not an ignorant girl, but a married young woman who has given birth to a child, and she is not unfamiliar with matters between men and women.

Since she separated from her husband, she has never been nourished again.

In addition, she has undergone magical transformation, and she has an indescribable attachment to Zuo Si.

There is no doubt that if someone breaks in at this time, it will be a lot of fun, and they will definitely think that the two are flirting.

Just when the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, a little loli in a white princess dress suddenly opened the door and broke in from outside.

Jialiya was obviously startled, and hurriedly suppressed the burning desire in her heart and stood up to hug the girl.

No need to ask, you know that this girl is her only daughter, and also the only heir with royal blood in the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why is your heartbeat so fast and your face a little hot? Are you sick?" The little guy asked with an innocent face.

"That's because the room is too hot."

Jialiya hurriedly made up an excuse to fool her.

She didn't want her daughter to know what she was doing just now.

In contrast, Zuo Si was much calmer, completely ignoring the strange looks of the servants at the door of the room, and even deliberately winked at the girl, without any nervousness or guilt.

Because this intimate contact was a far cry from the tricks he played with Eribes.

This fallen paladin lady even deliberately chose the day when her husband returned to send out an invitation, and she would also make a lot of noise to ensure that the other party could hear it clearly.

In addition, on the night of their wedding, Eribes not only fought with Zuo Si for three hundred rounds, but also threw the torn white dress from the house to the outside, doing his best to humiliate and retaliate against Vanswick.

Now the whole Neverwinter City and even the Northland know what happened between this once enviable couple.

Countless people are laughing at Vanswick's cowardice, stupidity and incompetence.

If he didn't have a shoulder to lean on, he would have collapsed and committed suicide with his psychological quality.

After going through all this, Zuo Si's heart had already become extremely strong, and he was not affected by the outside world at all. He only used a few magic tricks to deal with this little Lolita who looked 70% similar to her mother.

Jia Liya looked at this scene with a surprised look on her face, and she couldn't believe that the master she served would be so patient with a child.

Little did she know that Zuo Si was just relaxing while waiting.

While he was enjoying his rare leisure time, the war on the planet Argus had already entered a white-hot level.

The position established by the Devil Astartes Legion from Baator Hell has now completely turned into a meat grinder.

After several attempts to attack, the commanders of the Burning Legion found that the opponent did not continue to throw nuclear bombs. They all agreed that this powerful weapon must have been consumed, so they immediately organized a continuous and violent attack.

With the support of the long-range firepower of the evil warships, the mighty demon army began to surge towards the position like a tide, intending to use the advantage of numbers to tear up the defense line and kill all invaders.

But unfortunately, they obviously underestimated the opponent's resilience and firepower density.

Accompanied by the roar of various electromagnetic cannons, energy weapons, grenade guns, and large mechas when they opened fire, the Burning Legion demons who lacked discipline and tactics fell down like wheat.

So much so that a mountain of corpses was even piled up at the forefront of the position.

After paying a huge price to start close combat, the demons were surprised to find that they could not beat the opponent at all with the same strength.

Especially the little devils who were used as cannon fodder, they couldn't pose any threat at all, and couldn't even penetrate the protective plates of the power armor.

"Damn it! These guys have too high defense. Where are our mana armors? We need a few mana armors to tear open the enemy's position."

An Eredar demon commander shouted at the top of his voice.

He just witnessed another colleague wielding a magic blade to chop at a demon Astarte, but the opponent took the blow and only had a deep dent on the armor plate, and then was chopped to pieces by the chainsaw sword on the spot.

"Don't count on the mana armor. That thing is too big and too heavy, and it will be smashed to pieces before it gets close to the front line."

Another Doomsday Guard officer raised a shield to block the oncoming bullets and rolled his eyes unhappily.

Obviously, the battle has reached this point and it is no longer possible to retreat just because you want to.

Either they risk everything to take the position, or they will be beaten into a pulp by artillery, extreme fire and missiles during the retreat.

According to the Burning Legion's fighting style, they will most likely wait until all the reserve troops are dead before they stop.

"But with such a dense firepower network, it would be tantamount to committing suicide if we continue to rush forward."

The Eredar commander glanced at the mutilated bodies lying in a pool of blood in front of him with lingering fear in his eyes.

Although demons will not die in the true sense, their souls will return to Argus or the Twisting Nether after death to wait for resurrection.

But the problem is that the other party obviously has a device to capture souls.

All the unlucky people who died near the battlefield had their souls sucked away.

He is now at the edge of the area.

If he takes one more step forward, his soul will not be able to return to Argus to be reborn after death.

In fact, not only this Eredar commander, but other high-level demons with some knowledge will stop in this area and dare not move forward easily.

Only those cannon fodders who knew nothing about this still thought they were still immortal, and rushed forward like crazy people.

So far, less than 3,500 Devil Astartes have been killed.

The Burning Legion has lost millions of demons.

The loss ratio of both sides has reached a very exaggerated number.

Just when the Burning Legion's attack was sluggish, the evil warships above finally began to show their power again and fired fiercely at the defense line where the position was located.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Wherever the green light column and fireball swept through, it was immediately a mess.

Even the Devil Astartes could not withstand such excessive damage. Basically, they would lose their combat effectiveness or die if they were hit.

"Now! Charge!!!!"

The Abyss Lord, who was always the most reckless, shouted, then twisted his big butt and rushed to the enemy who was operating the machine gun, raising his double-headed sword to pierce the opponent.

Seeing this, the Devil Astarte immediately put down his machine gun and drew out his melee weapon to meet him without showing any weakness.

The next second...

Bang!

The two figures collided fiercely.

Although the Abyss Lord has always been known for his high tonnage and great strength, the Devil Astarte, who is over four meters tall and covered with heavy power armor, is not a pushover.

In the end, in this collision, the former forced the latter back more than twenty meters by the inertia brought by the charge.

But that was all.

When the Devil Astarte stabilized his body, he immediately jumped up with his unimaginable reflex nerves, avoiding the heavy armor hanging on the opponent's chest and slashing at his head.

"No!!!!!!"

The bulky Abyss Lord obviously had no time to block or parry, and could only watch the axe with a red glow fall.

When the axe blade split the skull and splashed the brain, the huge evil energy in his body finally exploded and turned into flames that swept the surrounding area of ​​dozens of meters.

When the flames dissipated, the others saw that both sides perished together.

However, the Burning Legion could not laugh at all.

Because the Devil Astartes was just an ordinary soldier, and the Abyss Lord was a senior commander of the Legion, the two sides were not on the same level from the beginning.

Unfortunately, the bombardment of the fel warship was their last chance. If they did not charge at this time, they would not be able to charge later.

So they could only bite the bullet and launch a fierce attack, at least to seize a position to prepare for the next attack.

"Hahaha! Did you see that? These idiots are rushing up to die one after another. I can't believe that the commander of the Burning Legion can be so stupid."

Looking at the piles of corpses on the front line and the soul prisms being transported back continuously, Tok couldn't help but burst into laughter.

At this speed of advancement, let alone holding on for a month, even half a year would not be a big problem.

"Sir, I think you are too optimistic. After all, the Burning Legion is the overlord of this universe, and it has many powerful magics and weapons in its hands. It's better to be careful."

The adjutant reminded carefully.

But Tok sneered disdainfully: "Ha!

Have you forgotten that the planet under our feet is the enemy's lair?

Even if they have powerful magic and weapons, dare they use them here?

What's more, even if they use them, what can they do?

Don't forget that we have cyclone torpedoes that can destroy the surface ecology.

At worst, we will die together.

Anyway, according to the time, Illidan and his team should have entered the underground through the pipeline.

Even if the cyclone torpedoes are detonated, it will not affect them.

For the grand plan of the great father of New Phyrexia!

We will die for a good cause!

Do you remember our slogan?"

When saying this, Tok did not show even the slightest fear of death, but an inexplicable fanaticism.

"Loyalty!"

The adjutant beat his chest hard and roared.

The surrounding devil Astartes also shouted in unison.

For a moment, the entire command center and even the defensive positions were full of "loyalty" like a tsunami.

The Burning Legion demons who were launching a fierce attack were dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and even for the first time, they had an emotion called fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The reason for this situation lies in the use of genes from the Warhammer universe and the will given by the oil of perfection.

When the two are combined, this group of unique creations with both insidious and absolutely loyal attributes are obtained.

For their creators, they are not only loyal but also willing to sacrifice;

But for outsiders, they will restore the nature of the devil and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

The fierce battle lasted for twenty hours. Finally, after paying countless times more casualties than the other side, the Burning Legion finally occupied a small frontier position.

But before they had time to catch their breath, the counterattack of the devil Astartes came as expected.

In the following time, the two sides repeatedly pulled around the trenches and underground tunnels that were like a maze.

When a tunnel or trench was blocked by corpses, another one was dug.

Since the two sides officially entered the short-range battle with bayonets, heavy firepower was basically unusable, and there was only a bloody fight with light weapons and melee weapons.

The seemingly endless battle even made many demons begin to show signs of mental breakdown.

Especially after they found the soul prisms that had not been moved away in time underground and realized what death here meant, they even disobeyed orders and defected.

After all, many demons in the Burning Legion joined the Legion out of fear of Sargeras, which was semi-forced.

In the past, they could at least get some soup and soul fragments by following the Legion, but now they found that they had to sacrifice their lives, and their true nature was immediately exposed.

As the intensity of the war continued to increase, the Eredar commanders and staff who stayed in Argus gradually lost hope of expelling or destroying the invaders, and began to build strong fortifications at key locations to encircle the enemy.

But what they didn't know was that just as their attention was attracted by the Devil Astartes Legion, Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong had already arrived at the core of the Burning Legion's portal network.

"Is this the final node that connects tens of thousands of portals in the legend?"

Maiev Shadowsong looked up at the huge monster in front of her, which was hundreds of meters high and looked like the mouth of a giant beast, and was completely shocked.

In fact, along the way, she had seen too many things that were completely beyond her cognition, and for the first time, she had a comprehensive and systematic understanding of the Burning Legion, a behemoth.

If there were no external aid, she could not imagine how the power of Azeroth alone could defeat such an enemy.

Illidan nodded slightly: "Yes, this is the core and node of the Legion's portal network. It seems that our allies have done a good job. To be honest, I can't believe that we can reach this place so easily."

"In that case, let's do it quickly. I don't want to see a large group of demons suddenly walk out of it."

Maiev Shadowsong flashed behind the Doomguard and swung the sharp blade in her hand to behead it. The whole action was smooth and there was no delay.

When she turned around and left, the latter's huge headless body fell to the ground with its face up.

At this moment, this team that had gone through several hard battles had lost more than two-thirds of its members, and both the Watchers and Demon Hunters had suffered heavy casualties.

However, there was no frustration or sadness on their faces, but instead they showed the joy of victory.

Because as long as the portal core is destroyed, the demons of the Burning Legion will be separated, and the entire internal network of the planet Argus will completely collapse in a violent energy explosion.

At that time, no one will be able to stop them from entering the Burning Throne of Antorus.

As long as they can completely destroy the Burning Legion, these night elves don't mind paying the price with their lives.

Especially the demon hunters trained by Illidan have put life and death aside from the moment they choose to take this path.

Death is nothing but a destination for them.

Illidan walked to the center of the portal, raised the emerald-green key in his hand, and began to chant an unfamiliar spell that others could not understand.

Not long after, the Eye of Sargeras under his feet began to shine with a dazzling light, seeming to resonate with the core of the portal.

Almost at the same time, the ground beneath his feet began to tremble violently.

The key flew up out of thin air, slipped into the portal and disappeared without a trace.

"Run! Run quickly! Don't look back! A violent energy explosion is about to occur here!"

The moment Illidan finished the magic ritual, he shouted to Maiev Shadowsong, who was still waiting for him.

But before the latter had time to respond, the Eye of Sargeras disintegrated first, blooming with a light that was more dazzling and brighter than a star, followed by a deafening sound and explosion that directly tore the core of the planet Argus apart. , the terrifying kinetic energy is transmitted in the earth's crust, extending all the way to the surface.

The evil energy in the pipes spewed out like magma, flooding large areas of land, and even formed large areas of vast lakes and oceans on the surface.