When demons invade Revendreth, the entire land of sin is in chaos.

The Stoneborn Legion mobilized by the Great Emperor caused Revendreth's defense force to be extremely insufficient, but fortunately, the timely appearance of the bald elder sister, Ms. Stonesmith, stabilized the situation.

This stone-born mother really hides everything.

No one knows how many Stoneborn she carved and hid on this land during her years of seclusion in Revendreth. In short, at the critical moment when the demons were about to invade Nathria Castle, the Mother of Stoneborn ascended the mountain.

With a wave of his hand, stone warriors appeared one after another and tenaciously withstood the defense line.

More importantly, the former Moon Night God of War found his three companions from nowhere.

The four moonlit war gods fought under the shroud of the black moon to withstand the demon's attack, and then cooperated with His Highness the Prince's resistance forces to climb the city wall. Finally, at the moment when the building was about to collapse, there was a drama of "the prince returns to turn the tide".

But this alone is definitely not enough.

The demons' portals have opened to seven!

The entire Plain of Ashes will now be completely occupied by demons.

The defense line on the Sin Fallen Castle side is already in danger, but His Highness the Prince cannot find more troops to fill the line.

How many demons there are is an unsolved mystery, and now the residents of Revendreth are about to experience the terrible strain that the people of Azeroth have been under for the past month and a half.

To be honest, even His Highness himself was not sure whether these extravagant anima vampires could stop the devil from wreaking havoc.

However, in this fierce battle, there are still some places that still maintain the peace of the past.

For example, the manor of the bald elder sister, Ms. Stonesmith, has not been disturbed by demons.

On the one hand, it's because the bald eldest sister has a dull temperament and doesn't like to socialize, so the manor is located in a remote area of ​​Naslia Castle, where the demons haven't come yet.

On the other hand, it's because this place is full of various forms of stonemen guarding it. When the demons come, the number is small and it's just for food.

The fighting power of the stone warriors who can fight to a tie with the naaru or even expel them is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary demons. If the stubborn stone legion had not been trapped by the emperor into the abyss, I am afraid that the first wave of invasion by the legion of demons would have been defeated by the stone warriors.

The descendants worked hard and went back. But at this critical moment, the manor full of stone descendants welcomed an unwelcome guest.

The fear witch Narragas transformed into a Vensil noble

The woman approached the manor holding a blood-colored umbrella. She felt uneasy at all, especially when she approached the gate and was stared at by the four bloody eyes of two ferocious and violent Stoneborn Gargon hounds.

When this happened, the fear witch was so frightened that her whole body was shaking.

Part of this fear is feigned.

After all, every one of the Dread Lords is an actor, but there is still a part of the fear that is real.

Because the nathrezim have a long-standing feud with the stoneborn.

When they lurked into the Holy Light realm to cause trouble under the Emperor's order, they angered the grumpy old pigeons of the Holy Light. A large group of Naaru invaded Revendreth for a disciplinary expedition, directly destroying one-third of the land and countless people.

The Stoneborn died in the Ashes Plains to resist the Naaru, and the Stonesmith, the mother of the Stoneborn, felt sad for the sacrifice of her children.

The powerful bald sister issued a killing order on the spot. If Emperor Denathrius hadn't stopped them, all the nathrezim would have been killed by the violent stoneborn.

It is precisely because of this hatred that the Stoneborn born after the Holy Light Crusade generally have a keen sense of Nathrezim. The transformation of the Dread Witch can be hidden from most creatures, but it cannot be hidden from the Stoneborn alone.

As Narlajias approached the stonesmith's manor, not only

It is the Gargon hound outside the door that wakes up from petrification, and those placed

The stone spirits on the wall and the stone demons that existed as sculptures also slowly opened their eyes.

There were at least twenty pairs of eyes staring at her at this moment. If things went bad, Balnazzar, who was hiding behind, wouldn't even have time to save her. She would definitely be swarmed and torn into pieces by these stone people. But things had already progressed to this point.

, if she didn’t want to meet that strange fellow creature here, she would have no choice but to follow Balnazzar and adventure through the increasingly dangerous legion portal.

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The fate of being caught by the demons would be too miserable. As a traitor to the Burning Legion, she would most likely be sent to the realm of the Dark Titan.

At that time, it was not as simple as being torn apart. "Uh... don't stare at me, stone-headed idiots!" Thinking of this, Narlajias tried her best to look confident. She was confident about what was in front of her.

The Stonemen shouted:

"I'm here to see Lothaxon! You know the name, right? It says it has the understanding and permission of the Stoneborn Mother to move freely in Revendreth!

I am its guest! You cannot harm me."

When Narragas said the name "Losaxon", the Gargon hounds that had bared their teeth at her quickly calmed down. Under the surprised gaze of the Dread Witch, these fierce and loyal stone descendants returned.

She entered the stone statue state on her pedestal, which made her feel a glimmer of hope.

Then she turned around and waved to the shadows floating in the darkness behind her, indicating that everything was going well and that she was going in.

Balnazzar and a group of Dreadlords hiding behind were dumbfounded as they watched the weakest Dreadwitch swaggering into the manor among a group of dangerous Stoneborn without being bitten by those Gargons.

After these cunning guys saw this impossible scene with their own eyes, their thoughts changed. They communicated with each other with their eyes. It seemed that the "second way" Narlajias said was not groundless.

Perhaps, in their hometown, which has banished them for countless epochs, there is indeed hidden "hope" for the Nasrezim, who have been criticized by thousands of people, despised by thousands of people, and have no other way out.

Well, hope, a word that is impossible to associate with a creature like the Dreadlord.

What an irony.

But Balnazzar is still very stable as a fear lord.

It didn't say anything immediately, but guarded Lemonia, the sleeping soul blade in its arms.

It knows that regardless of whether the second path exists or not, this sword and the cosmic soul sleeping in this sword will determine the future of the Nasrezim clan.

"You're here?"

When the Dread Witch walked into this gloomy and silent manor, a gentle voice sounded from the small pavilion in the center of the manor.

Narragas raised her head and saw the golden Losaxon standing there, moving the wings blessed by the Holy Light, waving her claws at her and saying:

"Come here, let's talk. You don't need to be so formal. My people, there is no need to hide your figure in this place. Just use your original appearance to have this conversation."

"Lord of Holy Light" Loxaxon's pale face, wrapped in holy light, had a gentle smile that hardly belonged to the Lord of Fear. He spread his hands and said sincerely:

"This is our hometown, the place where we were born.

We ancient wanderers have finally returned here after traveling for countless epochs. Here we don’t have to hide ourselves and we can completely relax.

Come on, take off your disguise, young lady, that means nothing in the eyes of the stone descendants around you."

"young?"

Narragas sneered, and while changing back to the ferocious posture of the fear witch, she touched her small devil horns and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Have I ever been a loyal servant serving the Emperor? When you were hiding in various realms of the Force, I was already serving our master in the Emperor's court.

I know more about this land than you do, Loxaxon, you can't be so rude."

"Ha, I know more stories about you, Miss Narragas."

The Holy Light Demon King laughed and said:

"I even know that the Emperor sent you to sneak into Azeroth and have secret conversations with Lord Black Shaw in the desert city of Zul'Farrak. That was the first contact between Denathrius and Lord Black, and you were the witness.

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Believe me, miss, you will be proud of this experience in the future.

Of course, this is not what I want to say today. Since you took the risk and came here with full confidence, it means that you have obtained the long sword that carries the soul of the emperor.

You hope to use it in exchange for a way out..."

"Be careful!"

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The fear witch's expression changed and she scolded:

"We haven't decided to betray our creator yet. We are still loyal servants of the emperor!"

"Yes, perhaps this precious and touching loyalty can help you return to the material world safely under the pursuit of demons and all forces in the entire kingdom of death."

Losaxon finally stopped maintaining that false gentleness. Enveloped by the holy light, it sneered and said:

"But do you think it's safe to escape this pursuit and return to the material world? You're stupid! Let me tell you, that gentleman has also laid a dragnet for you in the material world.

All worlds shrouded in moonlight will regard you as prey! All realms illuminated by holy light will regard killing you as glory! Wherever the tide of the lightless sea reaches, there will be followers of the void eager to dedicate you to the void.

The Lord brings blessings in exchange! And in all places of order, arcane oracles descend to destroy your last hiding place!

Not to mention, the Dark Titan you fear most has returned to the material stars.

Guess what the evil god who just hacked to death an Eternal will think of you?

Don't be silly, my dear lady.

You still don’t know what kind of people your creator has offended. He has terrifying connections in the six major forces, and now, he has used these connections for the final destination of the Great Emperor.

Whether it is the Shadow Realm or the material stars, you have nowhere to go.

Handing over that sword is your only way to survive. Oh, by the way, I guess you plan to go to Azeroth, right?"

The Holy Light Demon King chuckled, and Narlajias trembled.
To be continued...