Dark Blade used 7 battle groups for this operation, and also deployed the latest weapons on the land of Marton. This operation was just a planning, it took nearly a month, and the efforts of countless people created the current situation.

, and an unknown devil wants to destroy all of this?

wishful thinking!

"Let's go."

Saurfang looked at Tyrana, the Spider Queen of the Abyss, who was surrounded by surging black swarms of insects. The death lord put Valarjar's battle sword back into its scabbard. He had lost interest in this enemy and was buried in the sea of ​​​​worms.

This is the end of her sad life.

Saurfang turned around and left. The bug in front of him silently opened a path for him. Agent Cordana, who was holding the Sargrit key, looked at the spider fighting hard in the sea of ​​bugs with a malicious smile.

Then he waved his hands, like a good friend saying goodbye.

"Curse you! Undead!"

Tyrana wanted to chase those two damn Dark Blade Undead, but she was completely surrounded by the surging black sea of ​​​​insects. She had to deal with the siege of hundreds of crazy bugs every minute and every second, even the most dangerous ones.

The sharp space blade can no longer protect her.

She was like an elephant that had gone astray, caught in a trap of crazy ants.

"I curse you!"

Something terrible is brewing under the night of Marton. Amidst the hum of insects that echo throughout the world, the door to hell is opened just like that, swallowing everything.

—

Ten minutes later, far away in the city of Suramar in Azeroth, the First Lord Cassanatil, who was enjoying the meticulous "service" of several succubi ladies, lazily picked up the communication at hand.

Rune Stone, after a few seconds, it activated the neighing rune stone.

"Hey, isn't this Lord Tyrana? Why did you suddenly think of contacting me, a lost dog who was driven out of Marton by you?"

At the other end of the communication stone, Spider Queen Tyrana, who was desperately trying to fight her way out of the sea of ​​insects but was almost out of gas, leaned weakly against a rock. She was silent for a moment, and then said in a desperate, hoarse voice:

"If the keystone is lost, the fraudster will kill me and annihilate my race. I apologize for my previous rude attitude. Please save me! Save my race!"

"oh?"

Cassanatil's playful voice came:

"Is this an attitude of begging for help? My Lord Tyrana."

The humiliated female devil clenched her claws. She didn't want to bow to that bastard, but now she had no way out.

"Please, Lord Cassanatil, please save us and me. I am willing to do anything for you. Please grant me salvation."
Chapter completed!