"Tyrion! You vicious bastard!"

The Deceiver stood on the palm of the great lord, and he roared:

"You have corrupted the great legion with darkness. Your evil deeds will inevitably lead to destruction! My death is nothing at all. The master of the devil will come to complete what we failed to complete. You cannot protect your miserable world!

"

"The Dark Pantheon is coming! Hahahaha!"

The remnant soul of this big demon seemed to be crazy, and he screamed:

"Ner'zhul is your lackey, right? You win. I really didn't calculate that, but it doesn't matter. That idiot thought he won? You thought you won? Go to hell!"

"I have sent all your conspiracies back to Argus! Lord Aggramar already knows everything!"

"You! Ner'zhul! Kasanatil and its stupid traitors! Those two bitches Salorath and Oreses! Everything! All your plots! I have told the Corruption

Titan, Dark Titan will know all this soon! You are finished!"

"You're done! Did you hear that? Kill me! Kill me, my death will bring your doom, and I will watch you suffer in hell! Hahahaha! I am the final winner!"

This series of roars was like a real provocation to the death, but unfortunately, when the Deceiver threw his last counterattack at the High Lord, he failed to see a trace of fear on Tyrion's face. On the contrary

, there is still a touch of calmness in those ice-blue eyes.

It seemed like all this was in his plan.

"Finished?"

The great lord put the red wine glass to his lips and asked softly:

"Did you really tell Aggramar and Sargeras everything? Do you have the ability?"

"Ha! You underestimate me!"

The fraudster gritted his teeth, and his soul, which had been completely transformed into a demonic form, snorted coldly:

"My connection with Argus is as deep as the soul. Everything I see, Argus will know! You are finished! Be afraid and enjoy your final victory, because the end is coming!"

"very nice"

The great lord drank up the blood wine in the wine glass. He nodded with satisfaction. He leaned on the throne in a more comfortable posture. He looked at the fraudster and said:

"Thank you"

"I have completed the last piece of the puzzle for this decisive battle. I have been worried about how to bring the Dark Pantheon of Sargeras here. You have helped me a lot, man."

"Besides, look at you, you still naively think you will go to hell? Don't be stupid."

The high lord shrugged:

"Hell is in my hands, and I'll tell you"

"You, fraudster, you will never get the real thing"
Chapter completed!