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13. The Mortal Challenge(2/2)

Along with the sound of space shattering, the figure of Kil'jaeden the Deceiver appeared beside Tichondrius. This action of cutting off the beard made Tichondrius unable to help but stare at the Deceiver beside him with vicious eyes.

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Of course it knows what happened... That bitch Hasabel, she dared to betray the entire Nathrezim Terror Council... She is dead!

"Kil'jaeden, I have to say that after Archimonde's shameful failure, you have completely disappointed me, but this time, you did a very good job."

The voice of the Dark Titan became more and more ethereal, which meant that his will was leaving the Argus base camp, but even so, the two high-level demons standing on the edge of the platform did not dare to show the slightest disrespect. They stood there, humble.

Waiting for the Dark Titan's final order.

"But you still have your own mission... Let these Nasrezim do the collecting of the holy relics. You will supervise this operation."

"The main force of the legion will be handed over to you to command. You can mobilize all the legions in the 33 star regions. I have been waiting for too long. I am already a little impatient. Azeroth... Before I completely lose my patience,

Destroy it!"

The deceiver's expression became very ugly. Archimonde's unexpected death in battle had already told him how evil that world was. Even it could not completely destroy Azeroth's confidence in a short time. Therefore, the deceiver

The reporter said cautiously:

"Marton's frontline army suffered huge casualties due to Archimonde's mistake, so can we..."

Before Kil'jaeden finished speaking, the ethereal voice of the Dark Titan shook the deceiver's heart like a yellow bell at this moment, causing the great demon to kneel to the ground as if struck by lightning, and beside it

Tichondrius fell to the ground with his eyes white, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Facing the power of the Dark Titan, even these great demons who make mortals fearful...are really like ants.

"I don't want casualty figures!"

"I just want...Azeroth!"

"Agramar, my most trusted lieutenant, you come to supervise these fools! Even if this incompetent legion is destroyed, you will not hesitate! Azeroth must be destroyed!"

The Dark Titan's will completely dissipated at this moment, and the tall giant standing at the edge of the Burning Temple with a sword nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice with a voice as raw as the friction of stones:
Chapter completed!
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