Chapter 1 Summoning the Eredar Demon

In a hidden basement near the western wilderness of Stormwind City, in an inconspicuous small farm.

It is shining with an extremely strange dark green light, and an extremely evil corrosive energy is constantly gathering here.

If a mage or paladin passes by this strange dark green energy, he will definitely shout, this is evil energy!

Then pick up his staff or warhammer, burn his anger, release holy light magic, and rush in to eliminate the heretics who use evil energy.

Although the human kingdom has now called on everyone to accept warlocks.

But among the people, ordinary people still have great malice towards these warlocks who manipulate the power of evil energy and deal with the demons of the Burning Legion.

"Fel energy spell, life siphon." A hooded boy holding a staff said.

The staff was facing a little fish man, casting an extremely evil life absorption spell.

A dark green life energy was continuously sucked from the little fish man.

The poor little fish man screamed.

"Squeak! Wow wow squeak! Squeak!" The blue fishman's eyes showed an extremely terrified expression.

Its body gradually shrank under the effect of the evil energy spell, until it was skin and bones, and then turned into a mummy, completely dead.

There were more than a dozen dead fishmen around the boy.

They all looked like skin and bones, and the life energy on their bodies was completely sucked out. In addition to these fishmen, there were more than a dozen corpses of creatures such as werewolves and dog-headed people.

Without exception, all of them were sucked of vitality. These fishmen, dog-headed people, and jackals, no matter how many died.

It would not cause any major riots, but the more they died.

The local people would be even happier, these damn dirty things finally disappeared, at least they would not come to destroy the farmland again.

"The life energy conversion should be enough, come on! Summon the demon array to start!"

A green ball of light appeared in the palm of the boy's hand, and the extremely evil evil energy spell began to be cast.

The huge green magic circle that had just been drawn on the ground was emitting a dazzling dark green glow.

There were four tightly bound fel imps around the summoning circle.

These four imps rolled their eyes collectively, contributing all the fel power in their bodies.

And their humble lives, the demon summoning circle emitted a green light.

The four fel imps screamed and turned into the purest fel energy and injected it into the magic circle.

A huge magic phantom appeared in the room.

This was a demon creature with crimson skin, curved horns on its head, and octopus-like tentacles on its chin.

This was an Eredar.

The demon in front of him was the backbone of the Burning Legion, an Eredar fel warlock.

A dozen murlocs, werewolves, and kobolds had weak and humble lives.

Coupled with the free fel energy contribution of the four fel imps, the demon circle was barely activated, and a high-level Burning Legion demon phantom was randomly summoned.

"Who is summoning me? Summoning the powerful Eredar Fel Lord, the great Lord Azodon?" The demon asked as soon as he appeared.

Fel Lord? It seems that this time he did not summon a small-time demon, but a middle-level cadre of the Burning Legion.

It could also be a high-level cadre. You know, any warlock of the Eredar clan is a middle-level commander of the Burning Legion.

He is not at the same level as other low-level demons. This person dares to call himself a Fel Lord.

Then he should not be an ordinary little character in the Eredar demon camp, at least an upper-middle-level officer.

He may even be a senior commander of the legion.

I wonder if these things I took out can whet his appetite?

Rhodes has been preparing for this demon summoning ceremony for several years.

In order to satisfy the appetite of these demons, he has slaughtered a large number of murlocs, kobolds, and gnolls over the years to collect their soul fragments.

For these demons of the Burning Legion, nothing is more valuable than soul fragments.

"I want to make a deal with you, demon. I want to use these soul fragments in my hand to exchange for powerful fel spells and demonology." A blue ball of light appeared in the palm of the boy.

The Eredar demon glanced at the soul fragments in Rhodes' hand and showed a very disdainful expression

The wailing of countless undead came from inside, but the quality of these souls did not seem to be very high.

It turned out to be just some low-level fishmen, kobolds, gnolls, and some animal and livestock soul fragments.

If it was an ordinary low-level demon, then these soul fragments would still be very tempting to these legion low-level demons.

But if it was a powerful Eredar fel lord, hehe, I'm afraid these things would not be in his eyes at all.

Rhode also saw what the fel lord meant, and it seemed that he had to start the second plan.

I really didn't expect it! This time, he unexpectedly summoned the senior cadres of the Burning Legion.

"Hmph, the soul fragments of these weak creatures are all a group of low-level creatures.

Even though the number is considerable, they only have a little wisdom.

You want to get the knowledge of fel spells from me with such rubbish soul fragments?" The Eredar demon looked at the soul fragments on the ground with disdain, and then spoke.

"It is indeed as you said, powerful Eredar demon, Lord Azothon, the fel lord.

The soul fragments I provided for you this time are indeed very, very weak.

But you also see my current strength. I am just an apprentice who has just come into contact with fel power.

If you are willing to invest in me, I can provide you with unexpected help in the future, such as opening a portal for the Burning Legion." Rhode said with a smile.

"You actually know the Burning Legion? Has your world been invaded by the Legion before?

Wait! This, this is the planet Azeroth?" The Eredar demon suddenly realized something.

He hadn't noticed it just now, thinking that it was an apprentice warlock from a low-level planet who summoned him.

But now, after careful perception, this world seems to be Azeroth, the place where the Legion failed twice in a row.

The latest failure even cost one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion, the powerful Lord Archimonde the Polluter.

"As you think, the powerful Eredar fel lord Azothon, this is the world of Azeroth." Rhodes smiled and said.

"Tell me, warlock apprentice, what is your name?" The Eredar demon, who wanted to leave, thought for a while and asked.

If it was another world, then it didn't matter if he left.

He really looked down on the soul fragments of these low-level lives.

Even if the situation and conditions allowed, he would take the soul of the summoner boy away.

But if this guy who is willing to contact the Legion is from Azeroth, then it is a different story.

You can use it.