"Hahaha, the auras of Zoval and the Silent One have disappeared, and even Aggrama was sent to Zaresantis. Three gods stepped into the holy land, and only one could come out alive.

The best part is, there may not be a winner in the end."

At the highest point of the Dominion Sanctuary, on the dome platform overlooking the Maw, Emperor Denathrius proudly held a glass of bloody wine.

The scorching wind of the Devouring Abyss blew his long white hair, and also made his bloody cloak rustle behind him.

The chaotic scene in the Eternal City was displayed in front of the Emperor in the form of a projection. It was a "real-time live broadcast" sent back to their master by the Dread Lords who had lurked in Blake's great plundering fleet in advance.

The Emperor could see that the majestic and holy city had been caught in the flames of plunder, the God-servers who wanted to defend the city, the plunderers gathered by Black, the Deepsworn who were killing under Zovar's orders, and those who

Refugees from various countries are fleeing the war in Oribos.

It's like a grand and bloody gladiatorial battle.

All lives are invested in it, they have their own

Purpose and goal, and for different desires and persistence, they fought hard in that city, using blood and death to please the onlookers from above.

This was very much to Emperor Denathrius's liking.

In his opinion, at the beginning of this great era, there should be such an "appetizing" ceremony to celebrate the upcoming era of death.

Of course, the Emperor's confidence does not only come from the Nasrezim he has placed under the stars in the material world, nor does it only come from the conspiracy promotion that he has carefully prepared for countless epochs. He has now mastered the real

Now, the power is enough to realize one's own ambitions.

Across the Maw just before the Emperor's eyes, the legions belonging to Warden Zoval are being assembled.

An uncountable number of Abyssworn warriors, led by their respective commanders, lined up on the scorched wasteland of the Maw, and the terrifying and ferocious scorched beasts were also driven out of the beast trails, and the sky was everywhere.

They are all soul-eating dragons and their knights wrapped in the shadow of death, as well as those ferocious shadow-forged hounds.

The warden's evil eye flies through the air.

They are the eyes of Emperor Denathrius, allowing him to easily see the endless legions on the Maw Abyss.

The number of these Death Vanguards that Zoval forged from the souls that fell into the Maw in the past is enough to burst a world like Azeroth, not to mention that every Vanguard has the blessing of death.

Today, as the force of death becomes stronger and stronger, these soldiers born from the Maw are also becoming stronger, and as long as the Styx River flows, his warriors will never die.

Even if the resisters in the material world miraculously kill all the death vanguards sent by Emperor Denathrius, so what?

In the Tower of Torghast and Sinful Souls behind the Great Emperor, under every stone in this Abyss land, there are countless suffering souls waiting to be infused into spiritual steel armor and transformed into new Abyssworn.

, charging into battle for the great cause of the great emperor.

And the power of death is eternal!

Every time an enemy falls, the power of death increases. Every time they become weaker, the emperor's power expands. This is a war that will never have the second ending, and the outcome of this war will be

As early as the moment the Emperor bewitched Sargeras to form the Burning Legion, he had already won!

Mention the Burning Legion?

Haha, what kind of garbage is that?

"With such an invincible army, my ancient brother Zoval can easily use his power to suppress the stars, wipe out all disobedience, and establish a large eternal territory.

But he is obsessed with searching for the ethereal power left behind by the First Born."

On the high platform of the governing sanctuary, Emperor Denathrius raised the wine glass in his hand and watched the blood-colored liquid in the glass swirling in the glass, reflecting his bright blood pupils.

At this moment when he was only one step away from the final goal, the emperor couldn't help but sigh:

"Zoval still doesn't understand that even if he does find the power to reshape reality, he won't be able to create a unified universe as he wishes.

As long as the conflict in the Force persists (this chapter is not over yet!)

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Now, as long as the power is still there, those creatures who pursue power will always have sparks of conflict.

Like an overly naive child...

How should I teach him to learn to accept the reality that already exists, and try to find solutions to problems under these rules, instead of recklessly trying to reshape the rules.

Even the First Born who established the original order failed, how could he succeed?

It's really sad.

Haha, but this is not a bad thing. It is precisely because of his stubbornness and innocence that he has given me such undefeated power! I will help him complete the things that Zoval wants to do but cannot.

Just use the death army he left behind to complete a unified death empire step by step..."

"Your Majesty, the changes in the curtain of life and death are in your great expectation. After the passage of Zaresantis is opened, it is being weakened, and the road to the material world is about to open."

A Venthyr blood mage holding a complex magic instrument measured the changes in certain powers and respectfully reported to Denathrius:

"The boundary between the living and the dead is undergoing some kind of change. Perhaps in the era of your rule, the Shadow Realm and the material world will truly be connected.

Congratulations, you can now tour your great country without any hindrance."

"Well, be humble, my servant, that is for the future."

The emperor enjoyed this flattering celebration very much, but he still waved his hand gracefully and said to his servants:

"Let my legions continue to gather. After the curtain that hinders the conquest of death dissipates, I will lead them personally to set foot on the material world reflected above the Shadow Realm.

Our first conquest begins with Azeroth.

The world that gave birth to spine-chilling villains and bastards like Black Shaw must be very fascinating, and there is also a sleeping star soul there...

Well, that's great.

I will personally give birth to the first Death Titan in the Endless Empire.

I want to share this good news with my other brother, I can't wait.

Is that door open?" he asked.

The respectful Venthyr noble behind him immediately replied:

"Yes, Your Majesty, the door to the Rune Carver's secret chamber has been opened with the efforts of your loyal servants. You can go and check on your prisoner at any time. Do you need us to tidy up his appearance to complete this conversation?

You know that the prisoner is in a very bad state, and it is an insult to you to have him meet you in a foul-smelling manner."

"No."

The emperor said with a straight face:

"You have no idea how noble he once was. His status is not determined by his appearance...Forget it, what's the use of telling you this?

You cannot understand those ancient bonds. Don't let others disturb us."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

A group of Venthyr nobles all leaned down to send their, and even the future ruler of the entire universe, off the high platform. Emperor Denathrius finally looked back at the River Styx at the end of his gaze.

It is said that before his arrival, Blake's rough pirate servants crossed the Veil of Life and Death from that river.

Tsk tsk, they are indeed a group of bandits, they are quite good at things like sliding doors and picking locks.

With a happy mood, the emperor quickly entered the Tower of Torghast and Sinful Souls. Even after Zoval left, the tower was still so cold that it penetrated people, and there were still those who almost never stopped wailing.

The tower is constantly echoing, like some kind of permeating tune welcoming the arrival of the noble.

Denathrius ignored these damn accompaniments. Before stepping into the secret chamber of the Talisman Engraver, he glanced at the King of Scorched Beasts who was walking and patrolling in this gloomy tower.

It is said to be the first brutal Abyss-devouring beast that Zoval personally crafted. Its brute force is powerful enough to tear the most powerful Eternal Colossus into pieces in Ascension Fortress.

Unfortunately, such a beast is too vulgar and lacks wisdom.

The emperor didn't like such a creature very much, but that didn't stop him from regarding this guy named "Talagru" as a pet that could execute all rebels for him.

(This chapter is not finished yet!)

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"Come here and stay here!"

Denathius waved his hand, and the terrifying scorched beast king walked over with heavy steel sheep's hooves and stood respectfully outside the secret room.

When Zoval left, he ceded control of the Maw to Dr.

Nasus, the King of Sin is now the new master of this land.

"My ancient brother, I come to see you."

When the emperor stepped into the secret chamber of the Talisman Engraver, he was greeted by a stench. It was a strange smell caused by the accumulation of stains that had never been bathed in countless days and nights of forging work, which made Denasi, who likes neatness,

Si almost couldn't hold himself any longer.

He could only stop at the edge of the secret room and look at the giant Talisman Engraver in front of him, whose hands and neck were bound with three chains of control, and whose face was covered by a ferocious instrument of torture.

The latter seemed to be resting and sleeping, unaware of the changes in the entire Maw Abyss and even the entire Shadow Realm, and was still snoring stupidly.

The emperor called:

"Wake up, my brother, I have good news to tell you. Look, I have brought back your extracted memory, and give it to you, recall your identity, so that the conversation between us can be more interesting.
To be continued...