My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

The heart of the Dark Night Empire, the capital city of Zin-Azshari, was once a city bathed in endless prosperity and the glory of Azshara.

Today, although her buildings are still tall and the streets are still wide, those who live here know that the prosperity of this city is only superficial, and it is actually in deep suffering.

Under the iron hoof of the Burning Legion, the population of Zin-Azshari has dropped by more than 60% compared to its heyday. Innocent lower-class civilians have become the main victims of this catastrophe, and their cries and wails are drowned in the roar of the fel green flames.

When night falls, the blazing green fire near the Well of Eternity dyes the entire sky into a strange color, and the surviving civilians can only shiver and hide in their homes, praying that the devil's butcher knife will not fall on their heads.

In sharp contrast, the upper elves, dressed in gorgeous clothes and arrogant, ignored the suffering of the lower classes of the city, walked on the streets as usual, and talked recklessly, as if all this had nothing to do with them - some people were even satisfied with this, because without those annoying untouchables, the streets seemed more spacious and quiet than usual.

Azshara's palace was located on a high platform not far away. It used to be a symbol of joy and peace, but now it is full of heaviness and depression. The blue water of the Well of Eternity has turned into a heart-pounding green, and the wave-like whirlpools are raging on the water, as if mocking the beauty of the past.

The most shocking thing is the huge fel energy portal beside the well.

It is like an open door to hell, swallowing demons from the twisting void continuously. The blue-skinned demon with octopus-like tentacles on his chin and curved legs watched all this silently, as if 910 was admiring his own masterpiece. Whenever a new demon stepped into the land of Azeroth, he would smile with satisfaction.

This city, this country, this world have become their playthings, and the culprits of all this are the high-level elves and their queen, Azshara, who they once regarded as a god.

"Swish!" The air suddenly twisted, and a fel portal appeared out of thin air not far in front of the blue-skinned demon, Archimonde the Defiler.

The green light flashed inside the door, and a strong fel energy breath came to his face. Then, a huge figure over three meters tall slowly walked out of the door. It was the leader of the Nathrezim, the dreadlord Tichondrius.

Tichondrius stepped out of the portal and immediately felt Archimonde's sharp eyes like a sword.

He did not dare to be negligent, and immediately knelt on one knee, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Respected Lord Archimonde the Defiler, Tichondrius apologizes to you. My mission... failed."

"Oh?"

Archimonde raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise on his face. A wicked smile appeared on his majestic face, and he slowly said:

"Tichondrius, you are under Kil'jaeden's command.The most capable lieutenant. He once promised me that you would play an important role in the destruction of Azeroth. I trusted him and entrusted you with important tasks. But now, you have fled back in such a mess and told me that the mission failed? "

"My lord, please listen to my explanation." Ktikdios felt the dissatisfaction in Archimonde's tone and sensed a hint of danger. His heart tightened and he lowered his head to defend himself. Next, he told what had just happened and finally said:"I am willing to make amends! No matter what task you propose next time, I guarantee with my life that I will do my best to complete it for you!" His voice was full of firmness and determination. He did not realize that Archimonde's eyes were not as angry as he imagined, but instead flashed a look of satisfaction and playfulness. He snorted coldly and said slowly: "Hmph, whatever. You said this yourself. Don't complain to Kil'jaeden that I treated you unfairly. ”

He paused and continued: "Go down, I will summon you again when needed."

Hearing this, Tichondrius breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had escaped the disaster for the time being, and immediately replied respectfully: "Yes, I will take my leave. ”

After saying that, he stood up and turned to walk towards the portal.

In the Burning Legion, a huge evil organization, factional strife has long been commonplace.

From the top deceiver Kil'jaeden and the polluter Archimonde to the officers at all levels below, every member has ambitions and dreams of climbing up on the corpses of their colleagues. This cruel competition and betrayal has long been commonplace in the Burning Legion.

Although Archimonde and Kil'jaeden were recruited by the fallen titan Sargeras at the same time and became core members of the Burning Legion, their personalities and ways of doing things are worlds apart.

In the tens of thousands of years of working together, although they all obeyed Sargeras' orders, the differences between them due to different styles became more and more obvious, gradually forming an insurmountable gap.

Although they were not in front of Sargeras, they were not as powerful as the enemy. Although he is a spellcaster, Archimonde is a burly man with a strong aura of fel energy. He respects power and believes that only power can determine everything. This is also the most fundamental reason why he decided to serve after Sargeras showed his power. He once controlled the Eredar Arcane Academy. He was not lacking in wisdom, but since he obtained the fel power bestowed by Sargeras, he has become more and more dependent on power. He usually doesn't bother to think carefully about things that can be solved by power, and directly crushes them with thunder and lightning. Kil'jaeden the Deceiver is completely different from Archimonde. Compared with Archimonde, he is thinner, has a sinister face, and always flashes a cunning light in his eyes. Although he also has powerful strength, the Deceiver prefers to hide inHe plotted and schemed behind the scenes, playing with his enemies in his hands. He was good at manipulating people's hearts and creating conflicts, making the enemy fall into his carefully designed traps without knowing it.

The two people's completely different styles of doing things were not only reflected in themselves, but also had a profound impact on the demon races that served them.

This influence, like a watershed, divided the demons into two completely different camps.

Archimonde, the polluter who advocated power, valued the simple-minded but extremely brave Abyss Lords the most. These Abyss Lords won Archimonde's favor with their bravery and loyalty, and their leader Malonos was Archimonde's trusted general. Whether charging or guarding the rear, he showed unparalleled bravery and loyalty.

Under Archimonde's command, the Abyss Lords swept the battlefield like a storm, making the enemy terrified.

Kil'jaeden, the insidious and cunning deceiver, prefers those Nathrezim who are good at playing with people's hearts. These Nathrezim, with their cunning and trickery, as well as their unique shadow magic, have become Kil'jaeden's capable generals. They are good at manipulating everything behind the scenes, making the enemy fall into endless confusion and suspicion.

Under Kil'jaeden's command, the Nathrezim wander in the darkness like ghosts, quietly destroying the enemy's will and defense.

Although the two maintained superficial harmony in front of Sargeras, they often fought openly and secretly and undermined each other in private. They were all looking for opportunities to put some eye drops on each other to show their own wisdom and the other's stupidity.

This atmosphere of intrigue and deception spread in the Burning Legion, making the entire organization more chaotic and crazy.

However, both Archimonde and Kil'jaeden knew that their struggles and ambitions were insignificant in front of Sargeras. This fallen Titan was the true ruler of the Burning Legion, and his will and power were above everyone else.

Only under his protection could they continue to expand their sphere of influence and realize their ambitions. Therefore, despite the differences and contradictions between the two, when facing common enemies and goals, they would temporarily put aside their grudges and work together to clear the obstacles for the Burning Legion's conquest.

The vanguard mission of this invasion of Azeroth was given to Archimonde, who was more active and brave. Kil'jaeden stayed behind to provide support.

However, the deceiver was obviously unwilling to let his colleagues monopolize all the credit. When Archimonde led his direct troops into Azeroth, he also sent his trusted lieutenant Tichondrius to assist Archimonde.

Although Archimonde was dissatisfied with Kil'jaeden's arrangement, Tichondrius, who was good at controlling people's hearts, always showed great respect for him. In the previous mission, Tichondrius also showed outstanding ability and impeccable completion, which made Archimonde unable to find a chance to attack.

However, the failure of Tichondrius's mission this time gave Archimonde an opportunity. He decided to find a more difficult mission next time to knock the leader of the dreadlord and let him know who is the real second in the Burning Legion.

"But..." Archimonde slowly touched the fluttering flesh whiskers on his chin and fell into a brief contemplation.

Although this polluter advocates strength, he is not a reckless person with muscles in his head. He clearly knows that Tichondrius, as a capable general under Kil'jaeden, has outstanding abilities and wisdom. However, it was such a powerful demon that he would capsize in the gutter in this seemingly weak world, which was really beyond his expectation.

"The Sisterhood of Elune... and a strange druid." Archimonde muttered to himself, "Mortals with fanatical beliefs... are still as troublesome as ever.".