Magtheridon ultimately failed to achieve his goal.

Although it is quite confident in its own strength, after all, among the Annihelan demon clan, apart from Lord Destroyer Mannoroth, who is the undisputed strongest, Magtheridon is at the top of the second echelon in the power sequence. .

Its arrogant claim to be the King of Draenor is not just bragging. In terms of pure brute force, even Kil'jaeden's most trusted doom lord Kazzak is far from its opponent.

As for Agona, the King of the Abyss who was just assassinated by the Demon Hunters, he was just an old guy who only dared to claim the title of king because of his longevity.

But even with such terrifying brute force, under the siege of a group of mortal legendaries assembled, the high-ranking commander of the Burning Legion still hated the cursed land outside Nethergarde Keep.

It died in a world far away from its own army. It was not until the moment before its defeat that it realized that its loyal guards had not entered the battlefield with it.

When it died, its muscular brain was still wondering why its luck was so bad today, but it didn't even suspect that its charming and lovely demon witch lieutenant had any evil intentions?

But death is particularly forgiving to demons.

The moment Magtheridon's head was pierced by the demon blade Apocalypse, its soul was summoned by the Twisting Nether and returned to the place where all demons were born and reborn.

Of course, the dream-hungry Apocalypse ripped off some of the Abyss Lord's soul fragments as his own playthings, which would allow Magtheridon to resurrect in the Twisting Nether in a weaker form, and take more time to return to full strength.

That will be a long time.

No matter how hard this cruel and stupid guy tries, he will never be able to keep up with the Burning Legion's decisive battle in Azeroth.

"This demon is really tough, but why does it appear in Azeroth?"

The Archmage Ronin of Watch Island dragged his tired body to the side of the Grand Knight Turalyon. In order to suppress the abyss lord's self-destruction of evil energy at the last moment, he, the Archmage Ansrem Ruinweir and the Archmage Va The three of Gus worked together to mobilize the power of the local magic network, giving others the possibility of delivering a fatal blow to the Abyss Lord.

Luo Ning rubbed his sore forehead and whispered to the disgraced knight:

"It rushed out from the other side of the Dark Portal. Are the demons already planning to invade our world? Is this reckless demon their vanguard?"

Turalyon shook his head, he had not received any relevant information.

He looked back at the knights who participated in the battle. Several of them were seriously injured and they were afraid that they would not be able to follow them into Draenor.

The number of people was reduced before the mission even started, giving the great knight an ominous premonition about the upcoming journey.

He then looked at the Elf Death Knight Lord who was pulling the screaming Death Demon Blade from the Abyss Lord's head. He felt that he should be able to get some information from this guy.

"Your Excellency Ravencase, we received news of the Black Crow Knight's transfer from Val'sharah before we set off. I didn't expect you to enter Draenor faster than us."

As the leader of the Cenarion Expedition, Hisari Black Crow took the initiative to talk to the Death Knight High Lord. After greeting the High Lord with the etiquette of a junior, she asked in a straightforward style:

"I would like to ask you, was it your plan for this demon to enter Azeroth? Or was it an accident?"

"Why do you ask me such a thing?"

Lord Ravencrest looked at Hisari with confusion. He noticed her burning long hair and said in a strange tone:

"Have you not discussed it with your master? This is Black Shaw's plan. He wants to use this demon's attack as a warning to Azeroth.

The devil is not far away from this world. Those in power who don’t care about prophecies of disaster should look at this issue more clearly!"

"Uh, please don't use this title to describe my relationship with Mr. Black."

Hisari Black Crow's face turned red. She lowered her head and corrected Lord Ravencrest's statement, and then explained in a low voice with a hint of complaint:

"Your Excellency Black has taken the initiative to end all relationships between me and him not long ago. I now know no more about his thoughts and plans than you do."

"Well, it turns out there was a conflict. No wonder I saw that he changed to a more beautiful bird as his detection method."

The Death Knight Lord withdrew.

He didn't understand why he always heard these gossips that he didn't care about at all, so he made a casual comment, which made Miss Black Crow even more embarrassed.

Things are not what you think, Lord!

You are getting darker and darker.

Black Crow was about to explain, but saw the death knight wave his hand and talk about business in a serious tone. Ravencase looked at the people around him, and he raised his tone a few times and said to them:

"The Black Crow Chapter has joined Black Shaw in the Hellfire Peninsula of Draenor to capture a strategic frontline fortress for you, which will become the place where the various forces in the next two worlds will hold talks.

If you have nothing else to delay, please go there as quickly as possible. Judging from my experience in the War of the Ancients, today's victory is just a footnote in this eternal war that will not be recorded, like this

Demons abound in the Burning Legion.

You can hold its head to show off your achievements, but you must know what you are facing!

Having said this, everyone, I will leave first."

After saying that, the cold death knight held up his magic sword that was still bleeding, turned over and mounted the ghost hippogryph, and galloped towards the Dark Portal, leaving only a group of people in a daze.

Ravencrest's words made everyone's joy of defeating a powerful enemy dissipate a lot. If a guy like Magtheridon that requires the full strength of several legends to defeat is just the backbone of the legion, then they have never really faced it.

The soldiers of the Burning Legion really need to re-evaluate the threat of the Legion.

"Hey! You guys, don't get too close to that demon's corpse. That guy's demonic blood can pollute the soul! Do you also want to become like those green-skinned prisoners?"

Archmage Ronin's scolding brought Turalyon back to his senses. He looked back and saw that several veterans of the Iron Horse Brotherhood were trying to take off the demon's claws and scales as trophies, but they were driven away by the spellcasters.

Magtheridon had only just died, but the demonic blood flowing from its corpse had already begun to pollute the barren and desolate world beneath its feet.

"It must be dealt with immediately!"

Kael'thas Sunstrider, who no longer concealed his identity, reminded Turalyon with a serious expression:

"The encounter of the orcs has fully demonstrated to us the threat this unique demon poses to the world. We cannot allow it to be exposed in the wilderness like this. We should report this matter to Stormwind City, and then we must set off immediately, Lord Knight."

"Um."

Turalyon nodded and discussed with Archmage Ronin for a few more minutes before finally deciding that Dalaran would handle the body of the Abyss Lord, while the others immediately set off for the Dark Portal.

After everyone left, Archmage Luo Ning looked at the huge demon corpse in front of him with a headache.

The demonic blood it exuded was so stinky that it made the nearby ground look like hell. As an orthodox mage, he had no experience in dealing with the remains of such a high-level demon, but Luo Ning soon thought of a way.

Didn't Dalaran just recruit a group of warlocks?

They should be experts in this field, let them be responsible for this matter, but their professional standards don't seem to be very good. Well, we should contact Nathalas College and ask Dean Lanyue to send an expert to supervise

That's it.

Luo Ning made a decision quickly.

He was about to teleport back to Watchfort when he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself lightly.

How stupid I am!

Since we have to contact the Academy of Nar'thalas for help, why not send a request for help to the spellcasters in Quel'Thalas?

Just say that the cursed land is suspected to be haunted by demons who are good at hiding, and ask them to send an elite ranger commander to take charge.

The eldest Windrunner sister is busy coordinating the Farstrider clones, and the second sister is still busy in Northrend. Doesn't this mean that only the third sister has time to come over?

In this way, I can stay in love with the gentle and lovely Miss Vereesa!

The eyes of the unlucky Archmage Luo Ning flashed with happiness. He turned back and glanced at the extremely ugly Lord Magtheridon lying on the ground, and suddenly felt that the Abyss Demon King had become more pleasing to the eye.

"If I can get married successfully in the future"

Luo Ning whispered to the abyss lord who died tragically:

"I will definitely thank you, Lord Magtheridon! I'll leave it to you this time."

On the other side, a few hours later, the complex "Draenor Expeditionary Force" finally crossed the Dark Portal. While they were dazed by the unique teleportation experience of the world portal, the hellfire peninsula was terrible and...

The scorched dark red earth appeared in front of them in a malicious way.

Not only is the ground cracking with lava and flames emerging, but the high concentration of evil energy in the air also makes many Azerothians experience difficulty breathing.

The worst thing is that the remains of the war where the Black Crow Chapter drove the undead to attack Hellfire Citadel are still there, and the entire path of glory is full of corpses wandering out of control.

Before the death aura in their bodies dissipates, they will remain in this state and attack all life that sets foot on this land.

"Everyone, the mounts are ready.

A Black Crow Knight said coldly to the leaders of the expeditionary force:

"His Excellency the High Lord and Mr. Black are waiting for you at Hellfire Fortress. Please go and meet them. The Road to Glory is currently impassable. It will take several hours for the undead here to calm down. Only then will large forces be allowed to pass.

Your followers can set up camp near the Dark Portal now. Hellfire Fortress has just been baptized by the flames of war and will take some time to clean up."

The temporary leader Turalyon looked at the others. After there was no objection, everyone mounted the death hippogryph prepared for them, crossed the road of glory and the scorched earth covered with blood, death and corpses, and finally ended up in the hellfire.

The upper platform of the fortress fell.

The place has been completely taken over by death knights wearing black raven armor, and there are also Sarlain spellcasters purifying the evil energy in the castle. There are skeletons and undead servants walking around carrying supplies everywhere.

On the flying platform not far away, there was a group of death knights repairing an ash bone dragon that had been torn to pieces.

The dead move quickly, concisely and with a strong military style. Apart from being incompatible with the living, this is exactly what an elite division should do.

Among them, except for the two leaders of the Cenarion Expedition who had some knowledge of the Black Crow Chapter in Val'sharah, no one else had come into contact with these death knights.

However, Turalyon did not have much disgust or hostility towards these dead people. He knew that it was thanks to the help of these dead people that he could kill the ancient god C'Thun in the Silithus Desert.

They are in the same group as themselves.

Although they are difficult to like.

"Oh, my friends, I am honored to receive you all in this damn world. Please come with me. Although the conditions are simple, I will still prepare a banquet for you to wash away the dust.

The more difficult the conditions are, the less we can lose our precious etiquette."
To be continued...