Dusky Dawn - This is the best way to describe the early morning in Tirisfal.
The bright sunlight was blocked by thick clouds, and then diffused. When it finally shined on the rotten land of Tirisfal after all the hard work, the originally bright golden light was like an old man in his dying years. It can announce the beginning of a new day to the land of Tirisfal with a little dim halo, but this not very pleasant morning will obviously not make the current residents here feel anything wrong, and its body is so strong that it is far away. The gigantic demons with super-common senses were equipped with mechanical limbs installed by blunt methods, patrolling the scorched and rotten ground in groups, twitching their noses from time to time, as if enjoying the rotten smell in the surrounding air, they With distorted smiles on their faces, they showed off their strong new bodies to each other, or smashed the head of some unlucky undead drudgery with a happy smile, watching the other party scrambling on the ground to pick up the pile of broken The bone fragments fell powerlessly to the ground, and they let out hoarse and ugly laughs. The fallen apostles who watched all this from a distance did not stop such behavior. Perhaps in their opinion, such entertainment can Let the demons maintain a strong energy and a good mood at all times, so that these novel killing machines can burst out with higher efficiency, or they don't take such a small ** in their eyes at all, just like tools. Just as the occasional collision won't attract anyone's attention, those powerful fallen apostles have no interest in the occasional friction between these tools.
The crash history of the eternal class and the disastrous defeat of the main air force have been uploaded to the database of every fallen apostle, but the highest level of secrecy is kept for the demon and undead troops. The spirits are different. Although the fallen apostles don't quite understand what the "morale" of carbon-based creatures is, they still know that these things that will seriously shake the morale of the army cannot be known to their cannon fodder. The huge explosion in the land, the fallen apostles interpreted it as a collision of god-level weapons, but did not mention the huge loss of their own air fleet. Such an explanation made the demons who admired power very excited. The entire Burning Legion—good Well, even though it was already a demon legion that was completely seized by the fallen apostles and existed in name only—the morale had reached its peak, they were full of confidence, and they rejoiced to fight under the mighty God of Darkness, but they didn’t care about those who evaporated in the Western Plague explosion. The lost comrades don't care, which is in line with the nature of demons.
This kind of deception will definitely not last long, but the Fallen Apostles have planned for a long time. The use value of the Burning Legion has basically come to an end. The lives of these assembled demons are the last remaining value of the powerful Demon Legion in the past, and those members of the Scourge Legion— Although the courage is commendable, in terms of their strength, the undead creatures with limited transformation potential were completely abandoned by the fallen apostles even earlier than the demons. They only need to take on the role of cannon fodder in the last three days and persist until the world circuit is activated. everything.
In the center of the ruins of Lordaeron, on top of a typical Xiling-style tower, the holographic projection system is presenting the scene of the edge of Tirisfal, watching the "interesting little games" between the demons and the undead , a man who hid his whole body in a black cloak suddenly let out a disdainful sneer.
"Hmph, a bunch of idiots... Carbon-based creatures are all equally stupid."
"They are still dreaming of ruling the world under the leadership of the God of Darkness..." A young female voice sounded, and it turned out that there were women among these suspicious cloaked people, and this woman who spoke also wrapped herself tightly Inside the cloak, only a long strand of bright silver hair leaked from the edge of the hood, which seemed to be done on purpose, "It's really ridiculous low-level creatures... They don't even realize that they have been abandoned... Even their bodies The gradual collapse of the interior has not been noticed..."
"Tools are always damaged," the man who spoke before said in a low tone, then he turned his head slightly to the other side, and said to Cloak Three, "Occam, when will the world circuit be activated? You can't think Think of a way to get the damn thing moving a day or two earlier?"
Cloak No. 3, known as Occam, was like a frozen statue, turning a deaf ear to the question until more than ten seconds passed, when the other party became impatient, and then responded in a hoarse voice: "Pay attention to your tone of voice. , Savi, I am not your subordinate, and you are not qualified to dictate my work... "
"My tone of voice!?" The man called Savi turned around quickly without warning, pinched Occam's neck before everyone could react, and raised him in the air with one hand, the voice With undisguised anger, "Who gave the energy probe to a stupid and reckless idiot demon? Who put such important data on a lowly carbon-based creature? Because of your mistake , The debugging of the world circuit has to start from scratch, if it weren't for you, every inch of this world would have been occupied by our army long ago!!"
Occam, who was lifted up in the air, didn't seem to care about his current state at all, and replied in a steady tone: "Savi, I think you made a mistake... The current bad state is not just because of that idiot devil … Your memory core has really aged to the point where you can’t remember what happened three days ago? The fleet we worked so hard to send to this world was almost wiped out under the madness of that little traitor. The most humiliating way to fall from the sky, and it's still smoking in that land to the west... So, who agreed to put that traitor in command of the Interceptor Force in the first place?"
"You!" Savi's body was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was really angry, but the young woman suddenly spoke with obvious sarcasm: "Ah, men are really the best at shirking responsibility in this situation What about the creature..."
Although there is no obvious distinction between ranks, the woman's words are obviously useful. The two men who were almost pinching each other—or Savi, who was almost unilaterally pinching each other, finally let out a cold snort, and put the cloak No. 3 on the opposite side. After that, as for the latter, from the very beginning, he always acted indifferently, as if everything that happened to him had nothing to do with him.
"A lot of things are beyond our expectations," the young woman said slowly after seeing the two of them regained their composure temporarily, "We didn't expect to encounter a small team of Protoss all of a sudden, let alone the empire that should have been completely wiped out. There are still remnants of emperor-level power, and they even traced it to this world... I never thought that 7535 would suddenly betray, because of a reason that no one can understand... Originally, I quite liked that little guy, hehe, this What a pity...”
The woman said such words, but it didn't sound like the slightest regret, as if she just sighed slightly after losing a good toy.
"The spirit of 7535 is abnormal," Occam still said in a tone that seemed to have nothing to do with him, "Oh, it was originally an imperfect copy, and if you use a more accurate description, it is a shoddy copy." Therefore, it is normal for her to have some defects in her soul. Of course, her power is still worth a bit, but to be honest, I still have reservations about letting her enter a group of our level... "
"That's what your lord meant," Savi said provocatively, "or are you puzzled by your lord's decision?"
"How long are you going to argue?" The young woman interrupted the fight between the two again. It seems that such things have happened a lot in the past, "The most important thing for us now is another thing, and the Protoss has noticed Here, we must get what we want before they block all the void passages in this world, success or failure depends on it—the world circuit will take at least three days to start, only then can we be sure of our absolute advantage, but I don't think the enemy will give us enough time, their fleet has already set off, I'm afraid the next moment, they will... "
"Let me interrupt your speech, Ms. Bella Villa," Savi said suddenly, with a slightly raised tone of frivolity, "I don't think they can break through the steel I set up in three days. Defensive line—when necessary, I will personally go to the battlefield to teach those little guys a little lesson."
As if slightly dissatisfied with the other party's frivolous tone, Bella Villa's voice became severe: "You are too confident, Savi, I know you like to fight, but there are many enemies that appear this time that we don't understand. Those few carbon-based creatures—although their life forms are very low-level, the abilities they possess are something that none of us can explain, especially the male carbon-based creature with the authority of the emperor. God knows why the emperor of the Xiling Empire is A carbon-based creature, he makes me feel very uneasy. You should be able to find that he rarely makes shots, and never even shows too much strength on the frontal battlefield. Even if there is a battle, he is always very short They seem to be deliberately keeping the fighting power of this strange emperor a secret, so we have too little information about him, the kind who can summon firepower from another world without any external force What is the ability? How did the attack like void energy come about? What means can it predict or avoid? We don't know anything, so... "
Just when Bella Vila was about to continue preaching, the sudden burst of white light on the holographic projection interrupted her.
"Oh," Occam sighed exaggeratedly, "It seems that soon we will be able to experience the power that makes even the honorable Ms. Bella Villa feel uneasy. They have come..."