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Sargeras stood in the void.

Green fel flames rose from his body, making the entire starry sky weird.

Looking at the planet in front of him, Sargeras' eyes showed solemnity and a hint of worry.

Azeroth is a young star soul.

It is also destined to be a member of the Pantheon.

But the premise is that he must be bred and not polluted.

And the void lords will not give this opportunity.

Sargeras must ensure that Azeroth will not become a tool of destruction for the void lords.

He was once the most powerful warrior of the Pantheon, the defender of the Pantheon, and the most noble person among the gods.

Possessing unparalleled strength and courage.

Holding a giant sword, sweeping countless demons.

Fighting in the twisting void, vowing to purge all demons in the universe.

But now, he is the destroyer of civilization, the founder and first leader of the Burning Legion.

He destroyed countless worlds endowed with order and power by the Pantheon, making them minions of the Burning Legion.

Endlessly oppressing and enslaving those intelligent races.

The reason why such a big change happened.

It is because Sargeras discovered the terrifying plan of the void civilization in the endless battle.

In the long battle.

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After investigation, Sargeras found out.

Those evil creatures born in the twisting void, acting according to their violent emotions, and happy to see their power break through the limit without any worries.

Existence itself is just a demon that constantly spreads destruction and death to different worlds, and they all have the same source.

That source is the Lord of the Void.

At the beginning, Sargeras thought that he would be able to defeat the conspiracy of the Lord of the Void with his own power.

Until he discovered something terrible, something that was enough to overturn his cognition.

After separating from his companions, Sargeras discovered a terrifying place while hunting demons.

In a remote corner of the endless void. In a dark and withered world, all the cold void energy is overflowing.

All kinds of unprecedented huge abominations emitting thick black air are spread all over the world like wounds.

This is the Old God they once encountered in Azeroth.

The Old God planted his roots deep into the depths of that world and covered it with void energy.

What made Sargeras even more frightened was that it was not an ordinary world. He heard the whispers of the sleeping star soul in the core.

But it was not as full of joy and beauty as other star souls.

In the whispers of the star soul, Sargeras saw nothing but darkness, gloom, creepiness, and nightmares full of endless horror.

From the mouths of those demons who were tortured to madness, he learned about the horrific plan of the Lord of the Void.=|

Once the star soul is completely corrupted, he will become an indescribable dark creature.

At that time, everything in the universe will be powerless to resist this terrifying creature.

The twisted star soul will corrode the entire universe, making everything in the universe succumb to the twisted will of the void lord.

This universe will completely become an indescribable dark land.

Just thinking about such a future is enough to make Sargeras despair.

The abyss of malice and corruption is unpredictable and terrifying to the extreme.

In order to prevent such a future, Sargeras formed the Burning Legion, determined to purify the universe before everything is corrupted by the void lord.

He released all the imprisoned demons.

Combining all his knowledge and power, he created the evil energy that can destroy everything.

This trip, Sargeras is to pull Azeroth into his camp.

The Pantheon has been destroyed by him.

Only Azeroth can be his only obstacle.

But as long as he can corrupt Azeroth, he will become his helper and fight against the void with him.

With the arrival of the complete body of Sargeras.

Countless warships emitting fel flames also swarmed out from behind him.

Each of those warships is huge, and the huge fel cannons flash green evil light, waiting to be activated at any time to completely annihilate everything in sight.

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After the advent of the Empire, the former territories of the Eastern Kingdom have been fully incorporated into the new system supported by the Empire.

In order to avoid contact with the void civilization.

Dorn is not too anxious.

Just patiently help the survivors to re-establish order and civilization, and accumulate power to sweep across the universe.

The former town has become a thoroughly industrial giant city.

The rumbling steel and roaring flames mixed together, playing a movement that was enough to shake the earth.

A fighter jet with a blue light in tow came from a distance at high speed.

After landing permission was granted, it slowly slowed down and landed on a well-prepared platform.

The fighter jet, which was propelled and suspended by the force field engine, landed silently, and even the fallen leaves on the platform did not move at all.

This scene stunned several surviving mages of Dalaran who had just escaped back here.

This method is more amazing than magic.

These mages once followed Jaina to the east and found a foothold there.

But Jaina's blindly accommodating the orcs and trying to maintain the alliance greatly dampened their enthusiasm.

The hatred between humans and orcs is not so easy to resolve.

What's more, it can be learned from some news.

Before the orcs invaded Azeroth, they also destroyed another race that lived with them - the Draenei.

They committed a terrible massacre against that race.

Men, women, old and weak were all massacred, causing countless tragedies.

Faced with such a race that continuously committed invasions and massacres.

Add to that, Jaina's various actions.

These mages felt chilled.

Finally, they chose to leave the Alliance and withdraw to the Eastern Kingdoms.

I thought they would be discriminated against and despised.

Unexpectedly, the humans in the Eastern Kingdoms welcomed them warmly.

They just hated other races, but were extremely tolerant of their own kind.

"What a sophisticated machine." A mage looked at the fighter plane landing on the platform, his tone full of surprise.

He could feel the power and wisdom contained in the machine.

"The development here has exceeded our imagination."

Another man wearing the emblem of the archmage looked up at the steel building towering into the clouds and sighed.

Fighters and aircrafts in the air kept passing by, dragging a large number of people and materials back and forth in various parts of the city.

Such iron power has long surpassed the glorious Dalaran of the past, the city known as the holy land of mages.

It can even be said that there is a world of difference.

Fighters roared, and high-pressure air gushed out from the gaps.

Several warriors wearing paladin armor walked out of it.

One of them was Sk.

He held a war hammer in his hand, his face was firm, and he no longer had the confusion and anxiety of the past.

"Finally back again." Sk looked at everything in front of him and sighed in his heart.