Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 661 214. Shameful defeat and great victory

When the stinky pirate eloquently invited Baku the Moon Eater to join him in his operation against the Naga of Vashj'ir, among the distant stars, in the depths of the twisted void where the endless stream of fel energy was born , something related to him is quietly happening.

The stars are rampant all the time, every minute and every second in the base camp of the Burning Legion that destroys the world, on a fallen planet called Argus, in the shadow of the evil flames of the few remaining broken continents in this world, stands a huge giant. Devil's Temple.

   It is carved out of a towering mountain range.

   Fel magma surging from the center of the earth surrounds this terrifying building, green fel smoke rises, and countless hellfire structures are being forged in the magma.

   And the annihilation army belonging to the Dark Titan is stationed in this apocalyptic world.

   There are many, many stars in the same world as the planet in front of me, but the one in front of me is the only one that can become the base of the legion. There is something magical about the world of Argus, which is unique in the universe.

   Azeroth is actually the same.

   However, what is happening in that demon temple has nothing to do with the strangeness of the world itself. In a huge dark hall, three powerful witches of destruction are casting spells.

  These are the most evil and most powerful female demons that can be born in the twisted void.

  They chanted their fallen spells, radiating their will throughout the confines of the Twisting Nether, and they searched for something among the stars.

In the shadows rolling like flames, another leader of the Burning Legion, and Archimonde the Defiler, is standing higher in the hall. place.

   This body has been highly alienated by fel energy, and has grown demon bat wings. The whole body is dark red, and the skin is covered with fel energy herpes and scars. The demon commander stared blankly at the ceremony in front of him.

   But the devil's claw hanging by his side, constantly bouncing, represents the deceiver's very happy mood at this time.

   Even though the Legion just suffered a humiliating defeat, it seems that something good is happening for Kil'jaeden.

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   A familiar and miserable scream resounded from the ritual formation maintained by the three powerful witches of destruction.

   A weak and eccentric soul was drawn back from the endless twisting void to the borders of the material world.

   It kept screaming, and at the moment when the soul returned to the world, it turned into black ashes flying in the sky, like smoke and dust being blown up by the wind, and created the image of a man with no strands in the ashes.

   That was a human.

   That is the cursed Aridin!

  The leader of the black knights, the commander of the Black Spirit Pirates, a loser.

  At the end of the Dalaran incident, the Black Spirit pirates struggled to open the portal that allowed Archimonde the Defiler to enter the material world.

   But because the magical energy is not stable enough, the polluter was driven back to the Twisting Void less than a minute after stepping into the material world.

   The power that was rolled back from Azeroth was so terrifying, it shattered one-third of the earth of the demon star Mardon, and turned the already broken world into a huge garbage heap among the stars.

   Countless elite demons were buried in the explosion.

   And the polluter Archimonde was tragically thrown into the depths of the Twisted Void by the force of chaos, and re-experienced the feeling of being "sent home" by the explosion of the Well of Eternity 10,000 years ago.

   The polluter has not returned to Argus until now.

  I don’t know if it’s because I got lost among the stars, or because I have “no face to see the elders of Argus” because of this more humiliating failure than 10,000 years ago, so I hid.

   If you want to come to Archimonde, you probably know that if you return to Argus in such a dismal manner, you will definitely be ridiculed by Kil'jaeden with malicious words for hundreds or even thousands of years?

   Everyone is Sargeras-sama's adjutant.

   They are all under one demon and above ten thousand demons. Failure is a small matter, but shame is a big thing. Who can bear this kind of humiliation?

   Archimonde's defeat also led to the end of the Black Knights.

   This time, all nine of their brothers were buried in the great cause of serving the Legion.

   No one presided over the resurrection ceremony, which caused all the souls of the nine black knights to float into the distorted void, and could no longer be resurrected in the material world in a short time.

   Of course, this is normal.

   Of course this is not normal now!

  The cursed Aridin realized the problem the moment he reshaped his body in the material world.

Amidst the ambiguous and sarcastic laughter of the three witches of destruction who all had six hands, he covered his lower body with both hands in shame and anger, and half-knelt on top of the deceiver who looked at him expressionlessly. Under the shadow cast by Kil'jaeden.

   "We incompetent servants have let down the great master.

   We should have committed suicide in the Twisting Void, but Lord Kil'jaeden used magic to summon us to the throne of our master, and we should still need our seniors to serve the Legion.

   The Black Spirit Pirates listen to your will, evil and powerful deceivers. "

  Eridin didn't see the lofty ambition that he dared to scold Kil'jaeden for "doing not understand the rules" at this meeting. He was just a little reckless, and his brain was still very useful.

   Now people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

  In the case that Archimonde has already been provoked, if Kil'jaeden is "remembered" again, the torture that these black knights will suffer will definitely be quite terrifying.

   "Your failures in Azeroth have spread throughout the Legion, and the polluters have been implicated by your humbleness, and have been ridiculed as 'incompetent' by the demons.

  Look at all the good things you do!

   More than 20 demon lords were killed or missing, two-thirds of the army's armament on the demon star Mardun was destroyed, Mardum's continental shelf was destroyed, and the precious core of the world disappeared in the chaos.

   The loss of your stupidity to the Legion is comparable to the humiliating ancient battle 10,000 years ago.

   This is a shame for the Legion!

   I literally throw the nine of you into the magical forge of Argus, to forge your souls into wretched cores, to recharge the Doomstalkers! "

   Kil'jaeden uttered a "severe" rebuke.

   That demon had an undisguised "well done" admiring smile on his face.

   is also the commander of the legion, the king of demons, and the relationship between it and Archimonde is not good. But then it changed its voice and lengthened its tone again, saying in demonic language:

   "However, that shameful failure happened for a reason.

   Tichondrius the Defiler had warned the Defiler that the portal might be in trouble, but my fellow superstitious power didn't take it to heart.

   Therefore, the main responsibility for this shameful failure lies in the arrogance of the polluters as great as the world of Argus.

   Although the nine of you have no credit, your contribution to the Legion is obvious to all, and the loyal Mal'Ganis testifies, your hard work cannot be denied.

   I have applied to the Dark Titan for the command of the next operations.

   Now, transfer you black spirit pirates to my command, and make contributions to the legion!

   But if this time, you let the great Lord Sargeras down, there will be no one to save your wretched souls. Do you understand? "

   "Thank you for your kindness! Praise the Dark Titan! Long live the Legion!"

   Hearing the reminder that there was something in the deceiver's words, the cursed Aridin was ecstatic for a moment.

   I can't wait to bow down to the deceiver.

   Soon a high-level succubus sent Aridin a set of fel armor forged from magic steel, as well as the souls of his brothers, who were called back from the Twisting Nether by the three Witch Lords of Destruction.

Not long after   , all nine black knights existed here.

   They changed their armor and took their weapons from the edge of the hall.

  Because the group was destroyed again before, and they lost all the treasures dedicated to the Dark Titans that they had worked so hard to accumulate during this time, the curse on them was aggravated again.

   Among the nine black knights, three have broken through the legendary power.

   But such a little power is still like ants in front of the big demon, and the black spirit pirates stand silently and humbly in this hall where the evil flames burn and cast shadows.

   They wait patiently for the task the fraudster will give them.

   But before that, the generous fraudster sent his own "gift" first.

   A tall eredar female demon held a pair of ornately decorated pirate knives and walked to the cursed Eredin, handing him the dazzling weapon.

   The leader of the black knight looked at the pair of sea battle machetes in front of him.

   Even without touching it with his fingers, he could feel the power lingering on the pair of scimitars.

Their hilts have the classic arc-shaped guards of pirate swords, and the blades are wide in the front and narrow in the back, and a barb blade is artificially forged. This design can effectively increase the efficiency of armor-piercing. It leaves a bleeding wound.

  There are also magically shaped red skeletons on the blade and handle as embellishments, like the eyes of two sea battle scimitars, making them look more like two bloodthirsty monsters forged by magic steel.

   is roaring for Aridin to slaughter the Quartet with them, drinking blood.

   This peculiar phenomenon immediately reminded Aridin of the Kingslayer's Double Blades that had been given to the skeleton pirate Gaboa.

   There is no doubt that the two knives in front of them also contain "gifts" from the fraudsters.

"In the process of forging these two scimitars, I got advice from my adjutant, the mighty stalker Targas, who shaped their shape with his own hands, making these two sharp blades more deadly and powerful. potential."

   The deceiver stood on the hall and said to Aridin who held the sea battle machete:

   "I really like these two weapons, they are the deadliest and most elegant weapons that have been born in the forge of Argus for nearly a thousand years, and I have given them beautiful names.

   I call them 'Fate'.

   This represents my good expectations for you.

  The undead, the cursers, the servants of the gods, you should hold the power of destiny in your own hands like your most cunning, shameless and darkest enemy, Black Shaw. "

   When they heard the name Black Shaw, extreme hatred and disgust appeared in the eyes of the nine black knights, which made the fraudsters who had been observing them very satisfied.

  The Great Demon's tone changed suddenly. It waved its claws and outlined a world map completely different from Azeroth in front of the nine pirates.

   It deliberately arched the fire and said:

"Obviously, now you are far from being Black Shaw's opponents in terms of strength or ingenuity. If I send you back to Azeroth now, you will definitely fall under the **** of stupid impulses. into his cunning conspiracy.

   became a sad **** in his hands.

  Therefore, I am sending you to another place.

   Draenor!

   The dead world of the orcs.

  You must prove to me again that you have the ability to be shamed in that sad world, so that I can give you a more important mission.

   Go.

  Go to a world closely connected to Azeroth.

   As you did in Azeroth, find enough relics to open the gates to the Twisting Nether there, and summon an endless army of demons to rush into the world.

  We must first respond to that shameful failure with a great destruction!

   is considered a 'warm-up' before the decisive battle.

  When the world is shrouded in the shadow of the Legion, I will naturally give you the power to take revenge! "

   "We will prove our abilities, fraudsters."

The cursed Eredin inserted two evil scimitars into the weapon buckles at his waist, and he wore a full-covered magic steel battle helmet, full of confidence in this hall of destruction covered with burning shadows. 's promise to the great demon in front of him:

   "My brothers and I will no longer disappoint the great master and mighty Legion, please be patient and wait for the good news we send back, the time of destruction for Azeroth is not too far away.

   We are also honored to dedicate this great destruction to the master as the master's loyal servants. "

   "Well, as the undead, you do have this potential."

   Kil'jaeden let out a deep laugh, and said:

   "But I won't let you fight alone. The best hunter lords and assassin lords under my command will accompany you, and my two best students will also serve as backup commanders to communicate with you.

  I only give you six months.

  If you can't do it, you don't have to come back. "

   (end of this chapter)