Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In Shadowmoon Valley, the pit lord Magtheridon, whose body was as large as a small mountain, was looking up at the sky. A starship that was different from the Legion’s style was slowly landing.
Magtheridon had already received the order from Argus. In the beginning, he was furious about this order.
Among the demon branches of the Burning Legion, eredar demons were one, nathrezim were another, and abyss demons like Magtheridon were another. They were all demons, but because of the differences in race and origin, there were differences and disputes within the Legion.
When the Burning Legion was invincible and unstoppable, these differences and disputes were naturally covered up. Under the temptation of killing, bloodlust, and souls, the demons of different races worked together to serve the Legion, appearing very harmonious. But when the Legion’s expedition was disadvantageous, the internal conflicts naturally began to emerge.
As demons from the Abyss, Magtheridon and his brothers had always thought of themselves as orthodox demons and were proud of this fact, feeling that they could take on great responsibilities. But in the Burning Legion, the eredar demons were the leaders. After all, they had two commanders, Archimonde and Kil’jaeden, so even Magtheridon and his brothers could only play the role of thugs in the Legion.
Moreover, ever since discovering the orcs on Draenor, Magtheridon and his brothers had an additional task—acting as a blood bank. The Legion used their demon blood to contaminate and transform the orcs of Draenor. Although it wasn’t a big deal for Magtheridon to bleed a little, anyone who was cut from time to time would feel unhappy, right? It wasn’t voluntary...
Now that he had finally obtained a chance to go out and become the boss of this remaining fragment world of Draenor, Magtheridon thought that he could finally do whatever he wanted. Unexpectedly, as soon as he established his footing here, a commander was coming!
Feeling as though someone had picked the fruit of his labor, of course magtnerldon was so angry tnat ne suttered Internal Injuries. He telt tnat tne eredar demons were deliberately targeting him.
But during the six months that Roy was traveling here, it was enough for Magtheridon to calm down. During this time, he finally found out who had taken away his command.
To Magtheridon’s surprise, this person turned out to be the legendary third commander of the Legion!
Magtheridon had joined the Burning Legion long ago, but it wasn’t that long. He had never seen Roy since he joined the Legion, but he knew that in the rumors circulating within the Legion, Sargeras had appointed three commanders when he first formed the Legion. Needless to say, Kil’jaeden and Archimonde had always been there, but he had never seen the third commander, Osiris.
Mysterious and not well-known, it was said that since the formation of the Legion until now, this King of Despair had only appeared a few times before quickly disappearing. Every time, there was a long interval in between. As a result, even the ancient demons who had joined the Legion from the beginning might not necessarily know this commander.
Although he had never seen him before, since he was the third commander,
Magtheridon could tell how powerful this commander was by referencing Kil’jaeden and Archimonde. So after calming down, he didn’t dare to be rash and prepared to welcome the arrival of the third commander.
Moreover, Magtheridon heard that Osiris was actually from his homeland and was also a demon from the Abyss. This made Magtheridon feel more at ease, and his original resistance completely disappeared.
When the starship landed, the hatch opened, and Roy appeared, Magtheridon immediately moved his heavy body, brought his subordinates to Roy, and said respectfully, “Welcome, Lord Osiris.”
Although Roy looked a little small in front of Magtheridon, Magtheridon immediately felt the suppression of Roy’s rank at close range and broke out in cold sweat.
The vast magic power emanating from Roy gave Magtheridon the feeling that he was unfathomable. He had naturally felt this feeling from Kil’jaeden and Archimonde before, making him rejoice inwardly. Fortunately, he didn’t continue to be muddle-headed and didn’t do anything rude to this commander.
“Magtheridon?” Roy spread his demon wings slightly and floated in the air. He sized up the enormous body of Magtheridon in front of him and asked with interest, “War demon?”
“Yes, Lord Osiris!” Magtheridon replied.
Roy nodded and praised, “Very good. Although you’re a war demon, you don’t look like a boor, and you still have some brains. I thought you would provoke me.”
“I wouldn’t dare...” Magtheridon lowered his head respectfully. “Lord Osiris, we all come from the Abyss. In this different world, you are our natural leader. I, Demon Lord Magtheridon, hereby represent my brothers to swear allegiance to you!”
Then Magtheridon stabbed his weapon, the Glaive of the Pit, into the ground, knelt down with his hand on the hilt, and bowed to Roy. It was really difficult for his huge four-hooved body to do this, and his entire body became shorter when he knelt down.
“Get up. I accept your allegiance!” Roy nodded casually. Since this fellow was performing well, he didn’t mind accepting him for the time being.
Roy then introduced Julia and Benia to Magtheridon. After hearing this, Magtheridon tactfully called them mistress. This greeting made Julia and Benia look at each other and shrug helplessly. This fellow was actually so sensible, so their plan to beat him up naturally failed.
Roy learned about the situation in Outland from Magtheridon. The Legion attached great importance to this place. Kil’jaeden was keenly aware of the superior geographical conditions here in Outland, so the army in Magtheridon’s hands was very powerful. There were at least hundreds of thousands of Burning Legion demons stationed here. The current mission of these demons was to search for the remaining races here, mainly the orcs and some poor draenei tribes. After capturing these survivors, they would use fel energy and Magtneridon’s demon blood to corrupt them and turn them into minions of the Legion.
“I don’t care about anything else. Continue doing what you did before!” Roy ordered Magtheridon. “I’m just overseeing this place. I won’t interfere in these matters, but I have a task for you. Find the ruins of the Dark Portal as soon as possible and find a way to repair it!”
“Understood, Lord Osiris!” Magtheridon replied in his deep voice.
Since Roy had taken over the Burning Legion in Outland, the Black Temple that Magtheridon had occupied naturally became Roy’s residence.
A long time ago, the eredar who were unwilling to fall and join the Burning Legion had gone into exile on Draenor and changed their name to the draenei. These draenei had built a temple, Karabor, here. This temple had survived the cataclysm of the planet’s explosion, but Magtheridon had occupied it after coming to Outland, so the temple naturally became the Black Temple.
In the temple, after Magtheridon retreated, Roy said to Julia and Benia, “The army led by Magtheridon is very powerful, far beyond my imagination. With so many demons searching with all their might, it won’t be long before they find the Dark Portal that connects to Azeroth. But even if the Dark Portal is activated again, no one will summon us from Azeroth, and I won’t be able to pass through the portal to enter Azeroth. But the two of you are different. The power of the Dark Portal might cause some obstruction to you, but it’s still possible for you to force your way through. At that time, I need you to go over and explore the way first before thinking of a way to summon the Legion when it’s time to invade Azeroth again.”
Julia and Benia nodded, and then Benia asked thoughtfully, “Darling, you said before that you had an extra Frostmourne, and the Legion arranged for it to fall into the hands of the Lich King Ner’zhul. Does this mean that you have the ability to affect the Lich King?”
“Of course!” Roy nodded. “However, Kil’jaeden knew that Frostmourne was my weapon, but he still took it out in front of me and then used my demon blood to transform Ner’zhul. This is clearly telling me that he is in charge of the Lich King plan. I have to respect him, so we’ll cooperate with him on this matter.”
Roy knew very well that Kil’jaeden was very confident in his plan, and in fact, it was truly so. Out of fear for Kil’jaeden, Ner’zhul would do his best to form the Scourge Army. But Ner’zhul was very clear that Kil’jaeden wouldn’t fulfill his promise, so he would do everything possible to break free from Kil’jaeden’s control.
The Armor of Domination that Ner’zhul wore was stained with Roy’s demon blood, and even his weapon was from Roy. As long as Roy wanted to, he could control Ner’zhul at any time and kill all his thoughts in the cradle.
However, Roy didn’t intend to interfere or do anything because he knew very well that Ner’zhul wouldn’t be able to achieve anything big. He had always been a failure, and the only thing he did that was truly praiseworthy was probably creating the Death Knight Arthas... Moreover, he had achieved this in cooperation with the dreadlords.
Therefore, Roy didn’t have any thoughts about Ner’zhul and planned to let him do whatever he wanted.
After he gave instructions, it was time to do their own things. The entire Burning Legion of Outland began to attack everywhere to find the whereabouts of the Dark Portal. Julia and Benia also brought Fat Tiger to search with them. Roy wasn’t idle either. He didn’t stay in the Black Temple but flew all over Outland every day.
Although it was only a part of a broken planet, the entire Outland was still unimaginably massive. It was obvious how large Draenor had been. After searching for a few months, Roy finally found what he was looking for.
It was... ruins, city ruins in the draenei style!
These ruins were sitting quietly in a corner of Outland. It looked desolate and silent, but Roy Imew that this was all an illusion on the surface.
It was because this place once had a resounding name, Shattrath City!

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