"You've been abandoned."
Sandora said in an indifferent tone.
Valimasas was still immersed in the shock of this news. This fact made him feel that everything he was familiar with had been swallowed up by a huge vortex. The war between the Burning Legion and the World of Azeroth had become another powerful and inconceivable tool of confrontation. If this' Oracle 'didn't lie to him — and she indeed had no reason to lie to him — then perhaps all the demons, including the entire Burning Legion, had become pawns in this confrontation. Of course, he was no exception.
Those lords who suddenly appeared in front of him and took control of the Undercity with absolute power. So their true identity was the traitors of the 'Gods'? It was no wonder that they were so powerful. But if that was the case, what were the chances of them winning against their former kin?
Valimasas began to weigh the position he should choose. He didn't doubt what Sandora said about being a pawn. As a demon, he had seen many such examples. Moreover, to a group of traitors, a demon who was merely a weapon test subject didn't have any value in saving him …
The Dreadlord was the most cunning demon. As their leader, Valimasas knew how to choose the most advantageous situation for himself. He would always stand on the side of the victor. Just like how he chose to submit to Cirvanas back then, today, he once again found the brightest path.
"I can tell you everything that I know," Valimasas showed me a rather sincere expression, as though he wanted to use this face to prove how loyal and honest he was as a Demon. If I didn't know the true nature of this fellow who had betrayed his master more than once, perhaps even I would have been fooled by this fellow's sincere expression. "However, once I tell you everything, those big … Fallen Apostles will definitely not let me go. So, I hope that the promise you made just now is still valid, so that I won't be torn to shreds by the furious Fallen Apostles."
Valimasas adjusted his expression to make himself appear more sincere. He knew that the Oracle in front of him couldn't possibly trust a demon, but he also knew that he didn't need any trust. What he needed now was a chance to live. In order to fight for this chance, he had to be more honest and use everything possible to make his words move the hearts of the people.
This was really a cunning fellow. When did I promise to guarantee his safety? I only said that I could let him live.
But this wasn't a big deal. Since I promised to let him live, I naturally wouldn't throw him to the Fallen Apostles to vent their anger. Before that, this fellow still had some value.
Thus, I revealed a seemingly kind smile and promised with an incomparably sincere expression, "Don't worry, I can let you stay here. You won't die in the hands of the Fallen Apostles."
What I said was that he wouldn't die in the hands of the Fallen Apostles. In other words, if this fellow were to die in some other calamity, I wouldn't be responsible for it. Theoretically speaking, Cirvanas should be very interested in this traitor, right?
Intuition told Valimasas that the Oracle in front of him shouldn't be so friendly towards him. However, my expression was really on point. This cunning old demon couldn't find any loopholes in my words even after thinking for a long time.
"They are constructing something." Valimasas revealed an expression of reminiscence. However, it was obvious that the objects created by Schilling's technology weren't something that this illiterate could understand. He was completely confused about the actions of his new master. Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell us what the Fallen Apostles were constructing.
"Constructing something?" We looked at each other. Could it be that the Fallen Apostles didn't take advantage of the reactivation of their army's teleportation device to send a large number of troops into this world, but were instead busy with building their infrastructure?
Could it be that they were using the same tactics as us, relying on Schilling's military technology to quickly expand their forces by building a large number of outposts on Planet Azeroth?
No, that wasn't a wise choice.
Although Schilling's mainframe technology was powerful, the Fallen Apostles shouldn't have chosen such a method of expansion. They were different from us, who had to travel long distances and didn't have a foundation. They already had a solid base in this world. It could be said that they had resources and an army. There was no need for them to take the risk of being stopped by us to build an outpost on Azeroth. It was just like sending scouts to explore their own camp. There was no need for them to do so. Secondly, shouldn't they choose a place that had sufficient space to develop their outpost? A sewer like the Undercity … Cough cough, I didn't mean to belittle Cirvanas's planning ability. The Undercity might be a solid underground fortress for the Undead, but for a small dock that was six stories tall, a city built underground wasn't suitable to be used as a base.
"I know that you don't understand what the Fallen Apostles are constructing, but you should have a good understanding of their recent actions." Lin Xue chose her words carefully, as though she was having a headache trying to make the illiterate old man understand her meaning. "Let's put it this way. What have they been doing all this time? Also, that … thing, what exactly does it look like? "
"I don't really understand what they're thinking …" Valimasas's answer was within my expectations. This old demon, who obviously hadn't received advanced scientific education, didn't understand the Shiring Apostles' actions. "Other than constructing that gigantic … thing, they didn't do anything else, nor did they give me any other orders. It seems that all of their attention was placed on that device. Err … that thing is like a metal ring. They dismantled the entire Inner Ring of the Undercity to place that gigantic ring-shaped device. That device is evenly divided into twelve sections, and every section is made up of complicated mechanical components. In between these components, there is a whole piece of crystal-like substance. I can't tell what that thing is, but I can feel an abnormally powerful energy flowing within it. To be honest, normally I wouldn't even dare to get within fifty meters of that ring … That kind of energy is simply too powerful. It can even turn the entire Tirisfal region into ruins in an instant …"
"Do you know what that is?" I looked at Sandora inquisitively. She was the only expert in this field among everyone present. Although Pandora was also an experienced Shiring Apostles, this little loli's level of knowledge was forever limited to various weapons and equipment. Other than fiddling with the huge pile of firearms, she didn't know much about other Schilling devices than I did.
Unexpectedly, even Sandora couldn't guess anything from Valimasas' vague description. She shook her head in confusion and said, "According to this demon's description, there are at least twenty types of Schilling devices that match it. The ring-shaped energy device is the most common component of all kinds of Schilling devices. If that's all I know, I can't guess what those fellows are doing in the Undercity."
Seeing that the information he provided couldn't bring more value to these gods, for the sake of his own survival, Valimasas began to actively search through his memory. Then, he found something useful in a corner of his mind. "Perhaps you know this."
Valimasas said, then tried to take the thing out from his back, but he immediately realized that he was still bound by the energy shackles.
The old demon, of course, didn't expect us to let him go. Instead, he struggled to twist his body. "On my back, there is a cylindrical thing. That is … 'installed' on me. Their leader once told me that that thing is the most important part of the entire device. My mission this time was to bring that thing and hide in the space crack near the battlefield until the end of the battle …"
"But you foolishly jumped out," Sandora said in a mocking tone. "You really asked for it."
Valimasas could only agree with Sandora's evaluation. He nodded gloomily and said, "I didn't expect that after obtaining new power, I still couldn't fight against you. I originally thought that I would at least have a chance to escape …"
At that moment, Shallow Shallow, who was a doer, had already taken the thing from behind Valimasas. She held up a metal pillar that was half a meter long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl. She came before me and said, "This is it, right?"
"Odura's Beacon?" In an instant, Sandora recognized the device. Even the calm Schilling King couldn't help but exclaim, "Those fellows are creating a World Circuit!?"
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