In krokun''s Burning Legion base, the bone hammer in Hardon''s hand has been completely broken, the bodies of four demon guards fall to the ground, and Hardon even injured the arms of the leader, the Dreadlord. But in this narrow space, he has also insisted to the extreme.


    "Hoo... Hoo..."


    Hatton holds the evil energy sword snatched from the demon guard in one hand and leans it on the ground to keep his body from falling down. However, the chief of the crusher is covered with large and small scars. These demon cubs are very vicious. They don''t care whether they can catch Hatton or not.


    They only need souls... Yes, Hatton''s soul falls into the hands of the prison wardens of the Burning Legion, and any secrets will be dug out, so Hatton must persist. Even if he dies, he can''t die in this place, or in the way that the demons want to die.


    "Get out of here!"


    Hatton took a breath, roared and rushed to the entrance of the prison area for the last time. He wildly threw out the green shadow of the magic sword in his hand. In his last fight, it was like the momentum of a fierce tiger descending the mountain. That kind of madness of fighting with it, he abruptly split the evil guard who was blocking the way in front of him and cut off the arm of a demon guard.


    In that smelly, flying blood, Hatton saw the hope of rushing out. He quickened his pace again. But just at the moment when he rushed out of the encirclement of the demon guards, the shadow of darkness appeared in front of Hatton in the scream of the bat. The demon king of fear opened his arms and dropped his sharp claws.


    This is the last obstacle. As long as we break through, we will have a chance to escape.


    Hatton''s body jumped up from the ground at this moment, holding the magic saber high behind him with both hands. The bat wings behind the fear demon king suddenly opened at this moment, and two shadows, one big and one small, quickly collided in this narrow space. The grim smile of the fear demon king and the roar of Hatton resounded through this small capture area at this moment.


    "Keng"


    Fear demon''s body fell to the ground, retreated two steps, while Hatton whirled upside down and fell to the ground in a panic. The magic sword in his hand was broken into three pieces, and the part of the hilt was inserted upside down in his head.


    From his chest to his abdomen, he was torn through three terrible wounds, which almost interrupted the last blow of Hatton''s resistance.


    "Hum"


    The fear demon looked at the two scars on his paw and gave a cold hum,


    "Take him back to Marek, legion of light... They can''t run!"


    Two demon guards rushed into the capture area from the door, and an unruly man took one arm of Hatton, dragged his body, and walked quickly to the door.


    But just as they were about to leave the captivity zone, the dread lord yelled,


    "Stop! You two! Are you the commander in chief? "


    The roar made the atmosphere of the whole captivity area become more intense again. The fear demon looked at the two demon guards who stood there and did not walk any more. His eyes were full of doubt,


    "Why have I never seen you!"


    Er, although the demons are ugly in the eyes of ordinary people, in fact, they are different from each other. The demons can distinguish this difference, and the meaning of these two "strangers" breaking into here at this moment is self-evident.


    The two demon guards looked at each other, and the one on the left sighed,


    "Don''t you think it''s good to live, smart guy?"


    The ereda language with a little elvish accent sounded. Being dragged away by them, Hatton, who was already in despair, suddenly opened his eyes, while the Dreadlord frowned. He stepped back cautiously and waved his sharp claws forward,


    "Up! Kill them! Take your soul out


    But at the moment when the 11 demon guards around him raised their weapons, 11 dark shadows jumped out of their shadows. The sharp edge and blade were still flowing with hot blue electric awn. The blade wheel lit up from behind these demon guards. After the continuous sound of bone tearing and heavy objects falling to the ground, the fear Lord''s legs began to tremble.


    One shot will kill! It''s all one shot!


    These... These bloody assassins! Where did they come from?


    The 11 watcher girls who came with Maiev held the sharp knife wheel in their hands with hard enchanted armor, and trapped the fear demon who was trying to escape in the same place. In the entanglement of the chains thrown by these girls, even if they used the talent of bat, they could not break through the steel net.


    After their identities were revealed, Maiev and Nasha did not stay, but continued to drag Hatton out of the camp with the appearance of the two disguised demon guards.


    For example, there are only a few fear lords who are not very smart. Before they get orders, the demons in the camp will not doubt the "same kind", and the demonic Legion in crokuhn area will not be elite. So they are allowed to use this extremely risky method to save Hatton who has been closed for death.


    Five minutes later, 11 watchers emerge one by one around Natha. They give Natha the soul stone full of demonic souls. The small crystals with attractive purple light are almost perfect supplies for demon hunters and warlocks, but they are useless for watchers. They collect the demonic spirits that have been killed, It''s just to make sure your actions are still secret.


    Ms. Maiev, on the other hand, sits on a stone. She has removed her disguise, and is wearing a heavy dark green blade Cape, an owl helmet, and enchanted light armor. The knife wheel in her hand, like other members of the team, has been transformed by audur''s mechanical dwarf.


    It becomes sharper and more lethal. At the same time, after activating those small devices, it can also make the blade show elemental signs for a short time, and the magic breaking effect is increased by at least 3 times.


    From Hatton''s perspective, it can be seen that these fierce demon killers are armed to their teeth. There are magic runes on their cloak, armor and weapons that he does not know. The rows of dark green daggers inserted on their steel belts are like crystals, which are more representative of death.


    It''s a dagger smeared with deadly toxin. Even a high-level demon would not want to touch it a little.


    The most important thing is that their shape doesn''t match the memory of AGUS. The chief can be sure that these guys are not the life of AGUS... They come from a far away world like demons, and they can speak ereda!


    The pure ereda language, though with a strange accent, tells Hatton its grammar and tone. It is very likely that they came into contact with this kind of writing from an earlier age. This is the language used by the whole planet before the world fell into darkness 2w5000 years ago.


    But now, the culture of the broken AGUS world has collapsed. In the ruins of marekai city and the wasteland of antoran, the running dogs who surrendered to the devil only speak demonic language, or ereda language mixed with demonic language.


    Where did they learn it from?


    Hatton''s body trembled for a moment. The grammar of two thousand years ago and a group of people outside the world combined together. He already had a vague guess in his heart, a very bold guess, but the only one that could explain what happened in front of him.


    "Veron... Is he still alive?"


    Before Marvey spoke, Hatton asked himself that he was hurt, and it was inevitable that he was short of breath. But the trembling and hatred in his voice made Marvey silent.


    Before they came, Dick repeatedly told the natives that if they asked questions about the prophet Veron, don''t hide them and tell them all.


    A few seconds later, Maiev spoke,


    "The prophet is very healthy. He has lived in Azeroth for four years with the delani people. They have also established a country called esoda, which has been reintegrated into our world."


    "Bang"


    Hatton''s fist smashed on the stone beside him, and his ugly face twisted completely at this moment. It was like hearing the news that people were about to be ignited. It was like a powder keg that was ignited. It was almost completely exploded.


    "What are you doing here? Come and watch our jokes for Veron? Get out of here! Go back, go back and tell the traitor! Let''s say that Hatton is dead and AGUS is dead. Let him live in the new world! Let him forget AGUS, forget us who should have died, but still insist on saving the world. Go away


    Hatton''s voice is like a lone wolf whining back to the nest. It''s very unreasonable and irritable. But seeing the tears from the corner of the broken man''s eyes, Maiev doesn''t care about these negative emotions.


    This is a poor man who feels betrayed


    The lady thought so, but her answer was rather blunt, even strong.


    "We saved your life! And remember, it''s not Veron who sent us... The prophet doesn''t have so much power, or he will come back to Argus later. At that time, you can question him face to face. Now let''s talk about what you know. We need all the information about the demons that krokun works with! "


    "What did he come back for?"


    Hatton''s attention was still on Veron, and the chief turned his head disdainfully, "come back to see our jokes? Or bow to the devil? "


    "He''s back to fight, sir... Our world is about to launch a war against Argus, and we''re just the pioneers of this war..."


    Maiev said without emotion fluctuation, "a year ago, we defeated the invasion of the Burning Legion to Delano world and charcan world, but we know that the devil will not stop the pace of war, so we have to lead the war to the devil''s world first... You hate them, right? So we can cooperate. To say the least, we just saved your life... "


    "Frustrated?"


    At this moment, Hatton''s eyes began to fade. He seemed to recall something,


    "Wait, where did you just say you came from?"


    "Azeroth..."


    "Yes... That''s the name."


    Hatton grunted. He picked up a stick, supported himself, and stood up from the ground. He looked at Maiev. His eyes under the owl''s face armor were as cold as a sickle. Hatton remembered that Argus''s most elite army had this kind of eyes, but they had obeyed the devil''s will and become the executioners of destroying their homes.


    The chief stepped back. He asked in a low voice,


    "You said you were from Azeroth... Do you know tulayan and Aurelia?"


    Hearing the words, Ma Wei turns around and exchanges her eyes with Natha. Then, Ma Wei reaches out her hand and stops the chief''s next sentence,


    "Just a moment, I''ll find another person to answer you about this question... But I can tell you in advance, we know, and we''re here for them."


    On the other side, Nasha''s got contact,


    "Ms. Sylvanas... Yes, we found news about your sister and heard her name from the local aborigines... Well, we have left a contact sign near crokuhn base 3... Ok... Bon voyage!"


    "Ma''am, Ms. Sylvanas will be here in 2-3 hours!"


    Maiev nodded. She stood up and walked toward the rest place. Natha said to Hatton,


    "Wait two or three hours. Aurelia''s sister will be here. She will prove our attitude."


    Hatton leaned slightly, which was a standard ereda etiquette,


    "Yes... Besides, thank you for saving me. Don''t mention Veron any more. Warriors from Azeroth, you are friends of the crokuhn tribe."