The light of the flame dances forward against the background of the flashing thunderous sky, like a flying flame spirit. Every dance will lead its master away from the increasingly dangerous battlefield behind him.

After jumping in flames many times in a row, the high-level warlock Oreses finally emerged with her tall and slender body, but when she landed, she accidentally fell to the ground with a thud.

For a legendary demon lord, such a mistake is a shame.

But considering that her peculiar recurved calves have been contaminated with the purifying dragon's breath of Yulong Tianzun, then such embarrassment is understandable and painful.

The flames of sapphire kept burning her fallen flesh and blood, even burning her soul.

This power from the top demigod in Azeroth cannot be defeated and dissipated in a short while.

The Flame Witch, who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, looked back. On the top of the mountain shrouded by sapphire lightning, her sister Salolas was calling out the dark magic power of the monstrous shadow, trying to stop the always kind-hearted Yulong Tianzun.

A desperate attack.

This is the fate of demons.

They sacrificed everything they had as humans in exchange for strength and a chaotic stance that was extremely disgusted by any orderly life.

They wreak destruction and chaos wherever they go, not sparing any life that can be killed, because they know that once they fall into the hands of these righteous people, they will suffer the same fate.

There is no compromise in this kind of war...

One of the two sides must die before the reason for fighting disappears.

In the past, they were the ones who brought this kind of despair to their enemies, and tonight, they usually experienced the same despair.

Although for demons, death in the material world is nothing, under the protection of Lord Sargeras, the God of Darkness, their souls will return to the evil energy of the Twisting Nether to be reborn.

But the more powerful the devil, the more he will try his best to avoid his own death. Rebirth is a long process, and it means long-term weakness.

That means they won't be able to protect themselves from the malice of their own people, who are more vicious than their enemies.

Their power will be deprived, their status will be snatched away, and their reputation will plummet. Under every demon in a high position, there are countless pairs of jealous and malicious eyes watching.

They will seize every opportunity to pull down those in high positions and ascend themselves.

What's more, female demons like the Eredar Twins who are "famous in the legion" will only end up with a more miserable fate than other demons after encountering rebirth.

It is very likely that they will be forced to become the servants of an eredar lord, lose all dignity, and even permanently accept the tragic fate of becoming a despicable plaything.

As for Kil'jaeden, the Deceiver who values ​​them...

Can't count on it.

Deceivers value them because they are always succeeding and winning, and as long as they fail once, they will lose all their halo and be no different from other demons who can be replaced at any time.

There are plenty of potential new stars in the Burning Legion, which has endless resources!

Gemini are just the luckiest new stars.

High-level sorcerer Oreses knew that she must now choose to escape in shame. Such a choice was not a shame when facing an enemy she could not defeat.

And she had a more important reason that prompted her to escape from here.

Her sister has proven her will to die with her actions. Salolas paid her own death to send her sister out of a desperate situation. Oreses must seize this opportunity.

Only if she returns to the Twisting Void alive can she be able to protect her sister after she is weak and reborn.

However, the road to escape was not so smooth.

After Oreses endured the pain of the purifying fire, she once again turned into flames and flashed to the dark place at the foot of the Qinglong Temple mountain, preparing to open the portal to escape back to the twisted void.

As a result, as soon as he started to cast the spell, he was hit by a shadow fury wrapped in extreme coldness.

"boom"

The gathered evil energy in the hands of the high-level warlock turned into burning chaos arrows and shot out, neutralizing the magic of the shadow fury in the air. However, in the collision of the energy aftermath, the hissing black and white swords roared with deadly light and coldness.

Fly here.

Sharathol's white light was repulsed by Oreses with her proud flame touch spell, but the black sword Eremeni, who sneaked around and attacked in a frenzied and excited shout, brushed the female devil's shoulder and brought up a group of people.

Hold the demon's blood as hot as fire.

The pain made the female demon scream and take a step back.

The purifying fire burning in her calves made her unable to stand at all, and she fell to the ground in a very unseemly sitting position like a duck.

Not far in front of her, Black Shaw, wearing a hozen mask, walked out of the shadows calmly.

The pirate did not hide his weakness.

He tossed up and down in his hand the mark of enlightenment that made the eyes of the Flame Demoness shine. It was the Glory of the Archon, one of the three artifacts of the ancient world of Argus, a gift from the mysterious spirit of the stars.

That is the supreme thing that has been passed down as the leader's seal in the glorious civilization of the Eredar people that lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Even if they degenerate into demons, the worship of the three artifacts is still engraved in the bones and souls of all Eredar people. It is because of this thing that the always wise Eredar twins stepped into the pirate world due to greed.

In the trap set for them.

"It was only when I was really so close to you that I realized..."

Blake tilted his head and stared at the high-level warlock Oreses who was trying to get up fiercely in front of him. He whispered amid the rolling shadows floating around him:

"There is actually a bit of light gray in the depths of your flaming pupils. This is a characteristic of the Eredar nobles, right? Individuals with good blood in your clan will always have some strange characteristics."

"you shut up!"

Blake's skillful devil language allowed him to communicate with the female devil without any obstacles, but compared to his leisurely attitude, Oraise's heart was full of anxiety and despair at this time.

She needs to leave here immediately.

But it is conceivable that Black Shaw will never give her this opportunity.

After all, the shadow of the famous tree in front of him is a peerless villain who can play with the arrogant polluter in the applause. Oreses is now in a state of being ruthlessly crushed by Yulong Tianzun.

She didn't think she could fight against the mastermind who arranged all this. Black Shaw didn't even fight her and her sister, forcing them into an absolute desperate situation.

"Don't be so angry, you hot little devil."

Blake laughed, glanced at the top of the mountain, pointed to his ear, and said to the flame witch in front of him:

"Queen Saloras really cares and loves you like a sister. I also have a stupid sister. I can understand this sincere feeling.

After you two fell into demons, your family relationship didn't deteriorate. This is really commendable. I'm touched. But the bad news is, you heard it too, right?

Enraged by your shameless invasion, the Pandaren monks are rushing down the mountain road, ready to capture you or kill you on the spot.

Without the cooperation of the shadow, your flames will not be able to exert powerful destructive power.

You were also injured.

Tsk tsk, you poor thing is like a rabbit caught in a trap. If you are really smart, you should lower your arrogant head now... I don't want to kill you.

We can cooperate."

"cooperate?"

The Flame Witch sneered, her whole body ignited with burning flames, and said to Blake:

"Do you mean the kind of 'cooperation' where we two sisters are put in shackles, lose our freedom, serve you, call you master, and even have to endure your shameless animal desires every midnight?

We are not limitless succubi!

Stop dreaming!

I would rather die here..."

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say such unlucky things."

The pirate took out a very delicate perfect soul stone with his backhand, waved it in front of Olaisesi's eyes, and said:

"Especially in front of an outstanding great warlock, don't say such words. You think you have estimated my lower limit, and think that treating you as a plaything is the most terrible thing I can do to you.

Gee, what a pure devil.

Come, let me ask you something.

Do you remember Thal'kiel the Initiator?

He was your former dean when you were studying in the Arcana Academy before you fell, Archimonde's mentor, and the leader of spellcasters in the world of Argus.

You must remember him, right?"

Blake shrugged and said in a sarcastic tone to the Flame Witch in front of him who was about to fight to the death:

"Uncle Saqil is now my 'cooperative' partner. He may come to join me in a while. As long as I hand over your soul to him, I believe he will be willing to do everything for me.

After all, that old guy has been dead for 30,000 years and has become a bit abnormal after being tortured for 30,000 years.

After I gave him my body, the first thing he did was find some female students for himself. Recently, he seemed to have transformed the two female students he had killed into succubi...

Do you understand what I mean?"

The stinky pirate blinked under the hozen mask, which could reflect the negative emotions in his heart.

Therefore, under the gaze of the Flame Witch, the patterns on the black and white mask transformed into an extremely treacherous, gloating, and malicious smile pattern.

The words spoken by the pirate at this time were so sarcastic and terrifying.

"Are you still planning to fight to the death?"

In the suffocating silence, Blake waved his hands, yawned, and said:
To be continued...