"Are you sure you want to do this, Knight Regan?" Sylvanas asked in a serious tone, with a rare serious expression on her face, "As an army commander, I don't think you should be tolerated by simple words.
Stirred up and put yourself in unknown danger!"
"Oh... Your Majesty, what should I say?" Regan was obviously a little surprised by the Queen of Darkness' kindness, "I have never been a person who makes fun of my life, and I will not let others worry about my safety. Thank you for your kindness.
, but I think I should be able to handle it..."
Sylvanas looked slightly embarrassed, feeling a little annoyed at the knight's lack of good intentions. Although she didn't think that saving a special bug would mean anything, the words she just said came out of her mouth inexplicably.
"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I don't want to say anything more." The Dark Queen's face turned cold, and she returned to her cold attitude of indifference. "Meet his request, Varimathras."
"As you wish, my majesty!" The Dread Lord replied respectfully, then stood up and walked towards Regan.
"Then we should be able to have a fair fight now," Regan shrugged towards Varimathras and reminded with a hint of sarcasm, "Although I don't know how terrifying your innate skills are, but please remember one thing.
, the mental power of any knight is far stronger than that of mortals on the mainland. If you want to forcefully break into our spiritual world, you will not be able to do it even if you exhaust all your magic power!"
"Break into your spiritual world?" The Dread Lord stood in front of him, a strange smile appeared on his face, "You are completely wrong, Paladin... We are not like those stupid mortal warlocks.
For me, dragging the enemy into his own world is the real way to defeat the enemy!"
Before he finished speaking, the Dread Lord bluffed his hands, and an invisible energy body locked onto Regen's body from a distance.
"What..." As soon as Regan shouted a word, he was horrified to find that his hands and feet began to become paralyzed, and it spread throughout his body like a disease, reaching deep into the cerebral cortex.
"Look into my eyes!" Varimathras' words seemed to carry unquestionable majesty. Regan's eyes couldn't help but look towards him, and he saw the demon's green eyes like a deep swamp, covering his eyes.
My mind was swallowed whole, and I fell into a coma as if falling into a dream.
——————————————————————————————————————I don’t know how long it took before Regen slowly woke up from his drowsiness.
, he struggled to raise his head, only to find that there was only an empty, dark wilderness around him, and the whole world seemed to be deathly silent.
"Where...is this?" He opened his chapped lips and felt a tearing pain all over his body, accompanied by waves of unreal dizziness.
"Welcome to Xornos, humans!"
As if hearing his question, Varimathras' huge figure appeared from the void, looking down at the weak Regan.
"This is the hometown of me and most of my legion colleagues. We have lived here for hundreds of millions of years and fought for hundreds of millions of years... It is also the holy place of the Burning Legion and the place of enlightenment for our great leader Master Sargeras - he is here
Announced separation from the Pantheon and led us to establish the invincible Burning Legion!"
"In other words, this is your home base?" Regen sat up with difficulty and asked breathlessly, "Although I don't know why you brought me here, it doesn't look like a group tour... Tell me.
, what is your intention!"
"Oh, I think your statement should be corrected," the Dread Lord replied, wagging his finger. "Strictly speaking, you have not 'come' to Xoroth. At this moment, I am just using my spiritual power to reappear this world.
In front of you, in other words, your soul is now in the spiritual world constructed below."
Varimathras glanced at Regan proudly and continued, "I have gone to such great lengths to invite you here, and of course I won't just talk nonsense... I believe you have also heard of the first generation Lich King Neo.
What do you think of this agent of the Burning Legion?"
"What do you think? He is nothing more than an idiot. Not only was his body torn to pieces by Kil'jaeden, but his soul was even imprisoned in ice. He is a veritable scum of the orcs," Regen said disdainfully.
"Well... the idiot is indeed well-deserved," the Dread Lord smiled gloomily, "but that's only because he betrayed the Burning Legion in the end. If this orc shaman can serve Lord Kil'jaeden with all his heart,
Maybe he has become the high-ranking commander of the legion at this moment."
"But what does this have to do with you bringing me here? Do you think that I will serve your Burning Legion like that idiot?" Regen looked at the Dread Lord sideways and said with ridicule.
"Then why not?" Varimathras spread his hands and asked, "Our legion members are all-encompassing, and we will not refuse you to join because of your status as a human. No matter you need strength or money, power or beauty, base
Lord El'jaeden will achieve it for you - the heights that are beyond the reach of mortals in Azeroth are not worth mentioning in our opinion!"
The Dread Lord's eyes shined with fanatical light, and he stretched out his hand to Regen who was sitting on the ground, "Now, this opportunity to become famous is right in front of you. Ordinary or great, destruction or survival, everything is just in your mind.
!”
Regarding the old-fashioned temptation of the Dread Lord, Regen frowned in disdain. It seemed that this guy had been the palace manager for several years, and even his brain was a show-off. What effect would these stupid words have on a priest?
"Yes, and then you squeeze out the use value, throw it into some corner of the universe like you did Ner'zhul, and turn into dust along with the garbage?" Regen retorted unceremoniously, "As you said, Ner'zhul
Zu is indeed an idiot, but Christine Regan is not that bad.”
Varimathras' face froze slightly, but he still said without giving up: "Ner'zhul is entirely to blame for himself. If he hadn't betrayed the Burning Legion first, how could Lord Kil'jaeden kill his right-hand man? And what do you think of him?
I am moved by the loyalty of the Alliance. If you transfer this loyalty to the Legion of Allegiance, I think Lord Kil'jaeden will definitely be able to give you something that Stormwind City cannot promise you..."
"Okay," Regan interrupted him impatiently, raised his head and asked, "I don't understand. There are so many strong men in Azeroth, why did you target me?
A mortal? Let me tell you clearly, as a warrior of the Holy Light, there is absolutely no way I can be loyal to the dark camp!"
"There's no need to be so hasty to reject my suggestion, human being." Seeing Regan's anger, Varimathras became more confident. He smiled mysteriously, "There used to be too many warriors as powerful as you.
They persisted in their beliefs and concepts, claiming that they were sworn in with the darkness and chaos, but in the end, they could not see their so-called light in the endless battle, and on the contrary, it was only destruction and destruction..."
Without waiting for Regan to answer, Varimathras pointed behind him and said, "Whether you believe it or not, this is the final fate of a warrior! If you follow this path, you will encounter the experience of a great being, and
Witness his so-called 'fall' process. When the time comes, I hope you will consider everything I said again..."
Regan looked in the direction of his finger, only to find that there was nothing behind him. Just as he was about to turn around to ask, the surrounding scene suddenly began to rotate like stars, and suddenly shattered into billions of mirror-like objects.
…
——The next moment, when he reorganized his body from chaos, he was already in front of a huge building
Reagan looked at the circular arch tens of thousands of feet high in amazement, as well as the familiar words on it. Not only did he feel a wave of familiarity
"Titan prison..."
An unfamiliar word blurted out from his mouth, and a metallic voice clanged under the low sky. Only then did he realize that he was just a soul possessing this place, and everything he saw had already happened... Now Regan
, just a spectator
The cell door made of an unknown material was slowly pushed open, and countless black figures knelt on the ground silently, as if waiting for someone to inspect. Regan followed the line of sight of his body and looked inward, only to see an endless sight.
Demons and monsters kneeled on the ground neatly, looking up at themselves with great respect.
"We welcome the Lord of Darkness, the King of Chaos, and the great Titan God of War—Lord Sargeras!" A demon warrior with a gray-white body shouted in a deep voice, and the other demons lowered their heads in even more awe.
"Stand up, my warriors!" A bronze-textured voice rumbled in the ears of the demons, "But you can remove the last sentence... Today, there is no longer the Titan God of War Sargeras, only the ruler of the Burning Legion——
Sargeras, the Lord God of Destruction! From now on, we will bring eternal destruction and destruction to this universe!"
"Archimonde, the eredar warrior! I give you the name of the Defiler in the name of the Destruction Mystery! You will burn the warriors who command the Burning Legion to all the planes!" Sargeras stretched out his arm and pointed at the demon who took the lead in shouting just now.
"I will obey my lord's order and swear in the name of the polluter!" The warrior named Archimonde bowed his head and responded.
Sargeras nodded with satisfaction and looked at another demon with a red body, "Eredar Warlock Kil'jaeden! I give you the name of the Deceiver with the essence of chaos! You will be responsible for the development and growth of the Burning Legion.
All races that are willing to return to darkness will be taken for my use!"
"As you command, my master!" The demon warlock crossed his arms and replied with great respect.
"Destruction and chaos are the inherent instincts of all creatures in the universe!" After conferring his right-hand man, the Bronze Titan glanced at his subordinates expressionlessly. The usually bloodthirsty and terrifying demons all bowed their heads respectfully to listen to the instructions.
"The so-called balance and order promoted by the Pantheon are just their wishful thinking! In this boundless universe, only the deepest darkness is the origin of all things. Everything we do is to bring all races closer to this
It’s just the truth…”
"Now, let us spread the eternity of the universe to all planes and let all uncivilized creatures understand this truth!"
Sargeras waved his hand fiercely, "Burning Legion, set off!"