Interstellar travel had never been an easy task, let alone to an unknown planet whose coordinates were unknown.
That was how it was …
With a local, a guide, and a mole, it would not be a problem.
As the vibration of the folded flight that had been accompanying everyone slowly disappeared, the starlight on the monitor screen of the spaceship began to shorten.
In the middle of the screen was a huge planet surrounded by green light. The planet itself was huge, but unfortunately, it did not have the characteristics of a planet with life.
It was neither an ocean planet that was dominated by seawater, nor a terrestrial planet covered in forests, let alone the planet of Eden that was known as a paradise for life.
It could even be said that Argus was like a sun, a star that could emit light and heat on its own, more like a planet with life.
Traces of dark energy filled their eyes, and in their field of vision, a huge yellow-green scar almost split the entire planet in half.
In the middle of the screen, there was a huge yellow dot that looked like a whirlpool, and the edge was all green dark energy.
Looking at his hometown, Valen's heart ached at the changes here, but at the same time, he was filled with emotion.
"It's been twenty-five thousand years. I never thought that I would return to Argus one day, although I don't even know if I'm a living person …"
Valen had kicked the bucket, but he was not completely dead. For the past decade, he had been coexisting with Orgrim in the soul box. Until Duque reached a cooperation agreement with the Pantheon, and as the best local, he was' resurrected 'with the help of the Pantheon.
It was hard to say that this was a true resurrection, because his body was half holy light creature, half metal. Just like the Earth Spirit who was cursed by the flesh and blood, and became a special half-earth elemental and half-living creature.
Hoof comforted her teacher, "Master, it's okay. As long as we win, we can get Argus back. By then, we can even ask the Pantheon for help to restore Argus. Duque, right? "
Hoof had now sold herself, and of course, she could only count on Duque.
Duque smiled bitterly.
Damn, that old thing Valen was a cunning one, and I couldn't help but want to help save another planet …
But Duque still nodded. "Don't worry, as long as we can really defeat the Burning Legion, Argus is nothing to the Pantheon. They won't want to see a planet that can constantly resurrect demons. "
With that said, Duque complained in his heart: If it weren't for the sake of the Alliance, based on the Pantheon's temperament of purification at the drop of a hat, they would probably blow up Argus directly.
Even though Valen had confirmed it a long time ago, he still felt comforted when he heard the news from Duque.
"As for the landing spot, I suggest here, here, or here …" Valen casually pointed at a few spots on Argus, which had changed beyond recognition.
Then, two low female exclamations came from beside Duque.
"That's amazing! That is indeed the weakness of the army's defense. "
"As expected of one of the three giants."
The Eredar twins knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground, praising Valen.
"Hehehe!" Willen pretentiously stroked his three bushy mustaches. "Even though the planet has undergone a great change, and 25,000 years have passed, there are some important places that can't be changed. For example, the location of the Antorus Burning Throne. That place itself leads to the core of the entire planet. Controlling that place is equivalent to controlling the entire planet. "
Duque smiled.
It was no wonder that Kil'jaeden had been chasing after Willen for the past twenty-five thousand years. Then, the Eredar twins had been added to the list of targets.
"I got the defensive map through the servants who still have no choice but to swear loyalty to us sisters," said Alises.
"Everyone, please take a look. This is the latest information before we start hyperdrive," Saloras said.
The twins raised their hands and displayed the defense map of the army on Argus on the huge three-dimensional planet.
Duque didn't care about how the two of them made the servants "loyal". He only cared about what he wanted, and he found it very quickly.
At this time, the observer in charge of driving the ship, Orgaron suddenly shouted, "Damn, the Burning Legion has expanded their alert range. They received the army's identification signal much earlier than expected. They want us to identify ourselves."
At this moment, everyone looked at Illidan.
This was the time to verify if the keystone his Demon Hunters had obtained was effective.
Under everyone's gazes, Illidan took out a runestone. That was the ultimate treasure that his most loyal Demon Hunter had spent more than 20 years to obtain. It was also his biggest asset in this ultimate war.
"Hmph! This is a keystone! It's both the galactic coordinates and the prototype of the entire Burning Legion's identification system. No changes can bypass it. "
The Eredar twins looked at this inconspicuous blue runestone, and their eyes lit up.
Yes, the last time the army changed the communication system and password was during the Primordial War ten thousand years ago. That time, the traitor Duque appeared and blew up the Twisted Void Fortress, so they had no choice but to change it.
Just changing the password and identification system alone took a hundred years.
There was no other way. Not only was the entire system complicated, but the army was too large.
Tens of thousands of Planet Destroyers, millions of assault ships, and hundreds of millions of demons had to change the identification system. This huge project had taken countless Mo 'arg engineers back then.
This was the bitterness of being a demon. Dying of exhaustion, reviving, being forced to continue working by Shaman, then dying of exhaustion, reviving again …
On the other side, Illidan used his long fingers and black nails to hold the keystone and pressed it into the glowing, perfectly shaped groove on the bridge.
On the other side, Queen Saloras used a little trick. What appeared in front of everyone was a very standard Eredar female Warlock, but completely different from the original.
On the screen, it was an Eredar male Warlock.
"Hurry up and open the door. I'm so annoyed. I don't know if those clumsy guys have taken good care of my collection these days. If I find out that my Vengeful Spirit Ensemble is missing a part tonight, I'll go crazy. "
Soon, the other side replied, "Hey! You're so lucky. You actually avoided trouble because you got lost. However, three frontline commanders in Azeroth have been killed. Now they're driving us crazy. Don't expect to have any more days off. "
"What!? My days off are gone! Bastard! Which idiot gave the order!? "Saloras's acting skills were off the charts, and she looked like she was about to explode.
The other side shrugged and looked as if he was also very desperate. "It was General Kil 'jaeden who personally gave the order to transfer everyone."
"Uh." Saloras instantly looked dispirited.
After a few more words of greeting, the huge green energy shield surrounding outer space opened a hole, and Duque's spaceship entered.
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