At the moment when the camouflaged landing module hits the ground, the strong impact force makes the whole cabin shell completely explode in the fierce impact, and the gravel smashes all the existence around like a shell. The landing point is the desolate crokuhn area, even if the oversize bomb explodes here, no one pays attention to it, no one knows.


    "Ka, Ka"


    At the bottom of the crater, in the middle of the broken rocks, the landing site of the large black landing module had been twisted. Two minutes after the crash, the door of the cabin made a clattering sound. Then, the black door was kicked open and flew far away from the cabin.


    The staggering watcher lady came out of the dark landing module with a knife wheel. She looked around alertly. There was a dark green doomsday scene in her eyes. She looked up. Under the dark green sky, there were no stars. Some could only exist as demons. The burning air in the crater was full of sulfur, Maiev only breathed once and could feel the toxin in it.


    It''s not serious, but it''s definitely not suitable for the long-term survival of ordinary people. The nose under Maiev''s mask sniffs, and then she reaches out and lights up an amulet hanging on her waist.


    A simple air purification barrier is a primary array that can be completed by an apprentice. While Maiev was looking around, in another Valley not far from her landing point, Prince jorazi, with a gloomy face, walked on the earth with soft feet. Finally, he held the warm volcanic rock nearby and could not help but scold.


    "Hell of a bump..."


    But anyway, the first batch of top soldiers are in place. They are heading for the army gathering points in the crokuhn area as soon as possible, and then try to integrate into them and collect all useful information.


    Of course, it should be emphasized here that although Argus world has persisted in the dark power of Sargeras, it does not mean that the world is intact. In fact, the continent on its surface has been torn into three large areas. According to arida Gemini, 50% of the world''s land has been permanently broken when dark Titan first came, Or sink into the bottom of an ocean that has become a sea of poisonous fog.


    In addition to the barren crokuhn area, there is also the waste land of antoran, which is the battlefield of the Legion. 70% of the Legion''s troops on this planet are stationed there. Finally, the ruins of the super large city of Delaney, Makelele, is said to be the transmission area of the Legion. It starts from AGUS world to attack the troops of other worlds, That''s where the jump started.


    But Dick and Illidan never thought of conquering Argus with an expeditionary army, which is impossible. What Dick and Illidan intend to do is more exciting and more difficult than conquering.


    Two days later, in the shadow of an obsidian jungle, outside the burning legion of krokun, master watcher Natha quietly observes the demon camp in the distance with a special telescope. She constantly adjusts the magnification of the telescope and records every inch of details in her heart.


    For the watcher who has mastered the shadow balance to the extreme, this kind of intelligence collection is just a child. If necessary, Natha can even slip into the front position from the shadow, infiltrate every hidden place once, or even assassinate the demon commander in the fort without disturbing any demons.


    But there''s no need to do that.


    "It''s not in nordahiri anymore..."


    Nasha murmured. She felt that it didn''t matter to go anywhere when she was with MS. Marvey. Moreover, the "employee benefits" that odul gave her was very good. She was very satisfied with her life now. However, when she was wandering outside, a beating shadow suddenly flashed in her field of vision magnified dozens of times by the telescope.


    Master catcher immediately regained her mind. She instinctively realized that there was a sufficient clue hidden in the abnormal shadow. Her eyes followed the floating shadow for nearly 400 meters, and then saw it sneak into the area where the demons held prisoners.


    Natha sipped her lips playfully, then, leaning her head slightly, whispered to a small ornament fastened to her collar,


    "Madam, I found some" interesting "things here in base 3. If there is no accident, it should have something to do with the local aborigines we are looking for."


    "Keep watching... I''ll be there in five minutes!"


    Maiev''s slightly indifferent voice came into Nasha''s ears, which made the eyes of the catcher master bend into a beautiful arc. Although the lady didn''t look any different from before, as a sister who has followed the lady for nearly ten thousand years, Nasha can easily tell that the lady is in a good mood recently, and even her gloomy thoughts have dissipated a lot.


    It''s a good thing... Natha thought as she reached out and took a special crystal from her pocket, followed by one hand, and the sharp, weird blade wheel, which had been added a lot of extra devices by those mechanical dwarfs, appeared in her hand.


    The watchers are restless... The world is hostile to them, and the hostility is mutual, so Natha feels that she urgently needs a "hunting" to balance her irritable mood.


    On the other hand, Hatton carefully manipulates the shadows around his body to hide his body. He is the chief of ereda, a former high priest and now master stalker hiding in crokuhn.


    His appearance is totally different from that of the drainees. Instead, he looks like those broken people who have been defeated by their senses and twisted by their magic powers. However, compared with those poor people whose bodies are shrinking and can only sink, Hatton''s body keeps the height that drainees used to be. It can be said that apart from his appearance, he is no different from the drainees.


    However, at this time, he slightly lowered his body, holding a spear hammer made of demon bones in his hand. His eyes looked at other places of the Legion base. Although he could not see it, he knew that the warriors who came to the camp with him were distributed in other places, waiting for his order!


    Hatton breathed a sigh of relief. He held the hammer in his hands. As a former holy light sacrifice, he should use the staff and blade more easily. But after Sargeras came and Veron fled, the Holy Light abandoned this place forever. He escaped from the devil''s cruel slaughter and formed this greedy tribe with other lucky people, Depend on each other to survive.


    In the first few hundred years, Hatton did not think that his tribe would continue. At that time, the whole world had fallen into the hands of demons, including the ereda demons who betrayed AGUS, the loyal dogs of Kil''jaeden and Archimonde. Hatton never thought that he and those who were saved could survive.


    But... The broken world finally sheltered them. In their most difficult time, Hatton found a huge tunnel under the crokuhn area, which was huge enough to accommodate all the poor people to live in. Coupled with the barren and barren crokuhn area, they finally survived.


    In the course of two thousand five thousand years, Hatton has gathered more than two hundred thousand people from the fragmented AGUS world who have escaped the pursuit of demons and are not willing to give in to Kil''jaeden''s evil rule. They gather under the crokuhn area, hide their talents, and fortunately get the support from other allies. They survive. This land responds to their prayers, Gave them shelter.


    The power is growing. These poor people who are living together insist on their original simple ideal. They will try their best to save all their compatriots who are caught.


    This kind of action has never stopped, this time also


    Hatton is very old. Even for the long-lived delani people, the year of 2w5 is a long time, but he still does not stop saving. In the tribe, everyone reveres him as "chief", a name full of barbarism.


    Hatton''s greatest expectation is that one day they can take back their home from the devil, even if it has been fragmented, even if it has been beyond recognition. Hatton does not want the next generation to survive in this hopeless land, but


    "Hoo..."


    Hatton breathed a sigh of relief. When he was old, he would often wander into some memories. He clenched the hammer again and used the skills taught by the woman who called himself "Quel''Thalas Ranger" to move forward quietly in the shadow. The draynes did not have the occupation of Assassin. They had been longing for the light, and they disdained to learn the skills of shadow.


    But now, tradition has long been abandoned, in order to survive, Hatton is not reluctant to learn from those damned demons.


    To survive!


    The chieftain quietly walked to the back of the demon guard who was guarding the capture area, and the spines and hammers in his hand accurately hit him in the back of the head. At the moment when the demon guard felt the wind, most of his head was lifted, and his companion wanted to help, but another shadow cut his throat from behind.


    He was ruthless and merciless.


    Hatton nodded to the broken one, who swung his bone dagger and went back into the shadow, while the chief went to his fellow countrymen who were locked in the devil''s cage. He looked at them, and they looked at him.


    "You... You are chief Hatton!"


    A broken young man chained to a wall, his face full of pain, but there is a trace of surprise and respect in his eyes.


    Hatton nodded. After so many years of resistance, he had lost his interest in speaking more. He strode to the young man, took out the key from the devil from his waist, opened his chain and asked in a low voice.


    "Would you like to join the crokuhn tribe?"


    The voice was cold and gloomy, but it had a meaning of acceptance. The young man was weak on the ground, and he nodded, "yes, I do! That''s why I came here from the ruins of macare! "


    "Good!"


    Hatton nodded with satisfaction, but the moment he turned around, there was a twist on the face of the broken young man. The next moment, the chaotic shadow and huge shape appeared behind Hatton, and the cold voice,


    "Ha, I finally found you... Mouse!"


    Hatton''s eyes darkened. It was like some kind of flame went out in his eyes. He didn''t even look back. He knew that it was the Dreadlord of the Burning Legion, the most cruel and cunning hunter and executioner. In front of him, those broken people who were imprisoned in the cage also tore off their disguises. In less than 10 seconds, Hatton was surrounded by more than 15 demon guard elites and a fear demon.


    The dread lord grasps his chin with his claws and looks at the trapped Hatton in the center with a rebellious face.


    "The crokuhn tribe? A bunch of lost dogs... Do you really think you can hide your actions from the Legion? "


    "The dread lord laughed, and then his expression suddenly became ferocious," he said! Where are the Legion of light bastards! Or... Kill you all! "


    "Then kill it."


    Hatton raised his head. He took a deep breath of sulfur smelling air. He said with a smile, "kill all our last descendants of AGUS. You want to get information from me. Don''t be kidding..."


    The chief closed his eyes and clenched the bone hammer with blood in his hand. He muttered to himself, "I... I''ve lived too long. Let me see the fate that I should have accepted 2 W5 thousand years ago."


    "I will die for Argus, for my world! It''s a great honor... "