"Well, look at this damn ghost place. Compared to it, Hellfire Peninsula is like a tropical vacation paradise. Those violent, brainless evil beasts are as docile as pole dancers compared to the damn demons here.

I always thought I would miss this damn place, but it wasn't until I just landed that I remembered why I hated it in the first place...

Maybe I should go apologize to Xal'atath?"

Black, who had just "collected" a group of cruel demon hounds, now grumbled and kicked the strange skull remaining beside the stone in front of him, smashing the rickety bones that had been corroded and dried by evil energy.

He and a group of landers behind him were standing in the petrified forest on the edge of the Krokuun rock wall, waiting for the local Krokuun resistance to join them by a black crude oil pool that was constantly leaking oil.

They were one of the first five advance teams to "parachute" to Argus. There were not many of them as "pathfinder cannon fodder". Counting Blake, there were only more than thirty people, but each of them was an elite.

This is to ensure the stealth of the operation and create opportunities for subsequent large-scale airdrops.

According to the agreement between Blake and other commanders, their five advance teams landed in different places and would first clear out all the demonic strongholds around the petrified forest.

After all preparations are completed, all remaining troops will be airdropped into the Petrified Forest tonight.

But after everyone actually entered the world of Argus, they realized how bad the environment in this damn place was.

Just look at Sylvanas who keeps coughing next to her.

Even the powerful Ranger Lord has difficulty breathing normally in this extremely high concentration of evil energy. The air here is full of terrifying evil energy, which is a great test for the respiratory organs of mortals.

Every breath is like inhaling a ball of hot volcanic gas full of sulfurous smell, and the delicate lungs are constantly protesting.

But Sylvanas' situation is indeed a bit special.

It's not that the elves are particularly fragile, it's just that the hidden dangers after the sunwell was blown up are emerging.

"I said that the Windrunner family has never been gifted as a spell caster. Logically speaking, your addiction to magic should be easily suppressed."

Blake looked at Shiva, who was holding his chest in Maris's arms with a painful expression on his face. He said in surprise:

"How could you be so weak?"

"Don't you feel it?"

Nathanos, who was equally uncomfortable, shook his head, and Shiva, who was supported by him, looked at Blake, who looked comfortable, with a look of astonishment. She seemed to be looking at a monster, and asked with a pale face:

"You are also a hunter. Can't you feel the painful wail of nature around you? The destructive suffering caused by nature is affecting my perception.

I can close my eyes now and hear the entire Petrified Forest screaming at me and unleashing malice, we are not welcome here."

"Nature here has been distorted."

Marris looked around cautiously and whispered to Blake:

"I can also feel Shiva's pain. Maybe it's because I don't have magic addiction, so my situation is better than hers, but the nature here will not be used by us, Blake.

It will not take the initiative to protect us, it has been tortured crazy by evil energy, and it will inflict its malice on everyone who can sense it."

"Really? Why don't I feel it?"

The pirate blinked in surprise. He exuded his hunter's sense and sensed the natural atmosphere around him, but the twisted will mentioned by Maris and Shiva seemed to be avoiding it.

That crazy natural will is like avoiding the god of plague, not daring to inflict its malice on the pirates.

"No need to try, Blake, you are different from us! Your thoughts carry a breath of void that is far crazier than evil energy. It is something that even the crazy natural will dare not approach.

In the eyes of local natural will, you are more dangerous than the demons.

It won't bother you or help you.

It will just keep you at arm's length."

A few seconds later, Lexa, who went to explore the surrounding area, returned to this hiding spot with his big bear Misha.

Orc Batman perfectly complied with his agreement with Black. On the land of Argus, he still wore the Bat Hunter suit Black customized for him.

Judging by the blood stains on his cloak, it was clear that in the ten minutes since Rexxar left, he had completed his first hunt in the world of Argus.

However, Lexa's situation is not good either.

As the new chief of Mok'Nathal, a natural beast king, he has a clearer perception of nature than Maris and Shiva, and is therefore more deeply affected by the distorted natural will around him.

The tenacious Lexa could barely hold on, but Misha beside him was a little irritable. Blake had never seen this powerful war bear be as irritable as he was now.

Misha also had the hind leg of a cheetah-like creature in her mouth.

That's the "breakfast" it just ate.

But the blood dripping from the wounds on the beast's hind legs was all green, and was mixed with the burning smell of evil energy, which fully proved that evil energy had corroded every aspect of this world.

"I found traces of the Croku Cavalry on the edge of this hilly forest, and I left a beacon there to guide them over."

Lexa sat cross-legged, rubbing her sore forehead, and said to the people around her:

"The Illidari who are traveling with me are exploring further to the edge. They want to mark the demon camps nearby to prepare for the first wave of attacks. It seems that we have picked a good time to come here."

"How to say?"

Nathanos asked, and Rexxa glanced at the dark petrified forest behind him and said softly:

"It may be that Argus was pulled from its original location into this new galaxy, causing the local demons to shrink their defenses and wait for new instructions.

I also found many demon corpses outside the forest.

Those corpses had wounds poked by the Kroku cavalry with war spears, which proved that the local Kroku Breakers were taking the initiative, and at least in this barren area, they even had a slight upper hand.

I suspect the demons have abandoned this area.

They mobilized their forces near the demon tower in the distance. I have observed it with my eagle eye technique, and the defense there is so powerful that it makes people desperate."

Having said this, Lexa looked at Blake with some confusion, and he asked in a low voice:

"I don't know if it's my imagination, but I always feel like the local demons are fighting some forces we don't know about.

I found a huge rift valley at the edge of the forest. It didn't look like a natural terrain, but it looked like it was blasted out by some kind of weapon.

There were a lot of golden fragments left inside.

I picked some up and brought them back."

The orc hunter took out a few things that looked like glass shards from his pocket and handed them to the three people in front of him. Black didn't say anything, but Sylvanas, who was more sensitive to energy perception, exclaimed when she took it in her hand.

There was a sound.

she says:

"This thing still has the breath of holy light left. Although it is very weak, I can feel it! It is more active than the holy light used by the Paladins..."

"Don't look at it, those are the remnants blasted by the Holy Light Judge. To be honest, Rexxar, your habit of picking up things in the shell crater is really bad.

I suspect that there may be high-energy radiation left in that thing.

You'd better not touch it with your hands."

The pirate replied casually, immediately attracting the attention of the three hunters, and Nathanos immediately threw out the remnants of the Holy Light in his hand.

He said:

"Judge of Holy Light? Sounds like something extraordinary?"

"Well, a powerful energy weapon."

Blake looked at the dark surroundings with void vision, and he briefly introduced:

"One blow can easily destroy the main body of the Demonic Starship. If used on Azeroth, it can tear Stormwind City in half at maximum power.

It was a high-tech gadget, the supreme creation of the mysterious Naaru magic engineering.

It is only equipped on the battleships of the Holy Light Legion. In the past tens of thousands of years, that thing has been the most hated weapon of the Burning Legion fleet.

I heard that Apocalypse Engineer Jingaros has been trying to decipher its secrets, and has made some progress."

"Where did you get all this information?"

Shiva asked in surprise:

"And what is the Legion of Light? Is it the Draenei resistance? I have heard these legends from some Draenei defenders on the Exodar spaceship before.

It is said that after their exile, some draenei who were unwilling to surrender formed a resistance army, is it them?"

"Don't ask, that's not a good thing, especially for soft-eared Windrunners. You should stay as far away from them as possible."

The pirate raised his finger in a warning gesture.

The next moment, the three hunters grabbed their weapons in unison, and several soul beasts also disappeared into their souls and walked. Lexa also grabbed a few hunting bombs on his belt, ready to throw them out at any time.

But as the ground shook slightly, the four hunters quickly relaxed their vigilance.

As they watched, a group of Kroku Breaker cavalry riding on the back of the weird Tabu sheep drove in this direction along the steep mountain walls and collapsed petrified giant trees.

Their appearance is not much different from the Breakers in the world of Draenor, but their bodies are obviously larger, and the tabu they ride are more powerful and fierce than those in the world of Draenor.

The horns of these Tabu sheep have spike crystals formed by evil energy pollution, which means that although these goats still have a harmless appearance, they have become special demonic creatures on the inside.

What is certain is that the shepherd dogs of Azeroth will definitely not be able to deal with such a goat that can kill a dwarf.

This team of well-trained Croku cavalry galloped over with admirable riding skills. They were vigilant and did not get too close to the crude oil pool in front of them. They stopped thirty meters away, and their leader controlled the tower alone.

Bu Yang stepped forward and shouted in Ereda:

"We found the mark you left, but we have to confirm that you are not a spy of the devil. Tell us! What is the secret word for the connection that Chief Hatton and Chief Akama have agreed upon?"
To be continued...