Legion

Regardless, the protagonist of the first day was Gohr. Although this ancient sun god encountered a few minor setbacks in the process of regaining his freedom, it was a perfectly acceptable price to pay.

Gohr was known for holding grudges and seeking revenge. Ral had just dealt him a heavy blow, and upon returning to the sky, he immediately sought retribution!

Now was not the time to directly attack Ral herself, but taking some interest from the followers of this insidious goddess was certainly acceptable!

"Come forth, my Black Sun Legion!" he roared in the sky. "Reclaim this land that belongs to us! Burn all who dare to stand in our way, be they demons or mortals! Burn them all!"

At Gohr's summons, countless terrifying and twisted monsters emerged from the earth, quickly assembling into a vast, innumerable army.

In comparison, the Twilight's Hammer members and the Qiraji, who were originally the main force resisting the Burning Legion's invasion of the Exile Lands, now appeared scattered and insignificant within this army.

The Qiraji had short lower limbs and thick upper limbs, and their bodies were covered with hard, black scales, their natural armor. Their sharp claws on their upper limbs were their best weapons. The Qiraji's ability to become the overlords of the land in ancient times was largely due to their lack of reliance on weapons and equipment. But that doesn't mean they don't use weapons—in fact, the Qiraji love living underground, and mining minerals and gems is their greatest hobby. Their forging technology is top-notch throughout all of Xireth.

So, even though they were naturally strong, they were still equipped with sufficiently sophisticated weapons and armor.

Not only that, but they also forged a large number of sophisticated equipment to arm other warriors of the Black Sun Legion—such as the Faceless Ones and the "Flamebearers" born from Gohr.

These bizarre creatures together formed the Black Sun Legion. Now, under the command of their great god, they were spreading like a blanket towards other places.

Most of the Black Sun Legion's forces rushed towards the Burning Legion's direction, while a small portion rushed towards the direction of Kadar Outpost. However, this "small portion" was only relative to the total number of the Black Sun Legion. In reality, the evil god's servants attacking Kadar Outpost numbered in the hundreds of thousands, far exceeding the garrison at Kadar Outpost.

In at most four hours, if the Xireth Allied Forces did not retreat, they would inevitably have to fight a war with the Black Sun Legion's detachment, a war in which the strength and numbers were vastly disparate.

To fight or not to fight?

When Turalyon, representing the leaders of the Xireth Allied Forces, came to ask Aiden's opinion, he replied decisively:

"Fight! Of course, we have to fight!"

This war, about to take place on the Exile Lands, would determine the fate of the entire world. Although the Old God seemed menacing, in reality, he had no advantage. It was only as the "protagonist of the first day" that he had the opportunity to flex his muscles.

After dawn, the situation would undergo even greater changes!

"Tell our warriors to rest assured, they have Ral's protection." Aiden added, "This is not just empty talk, Ral is on our side."

"As you command, Your Excellency." Turalyon accepted the order and left.

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No matter how much Aiden and Sargeras disregarded the Old God's bluffing, Gohr himself did not feel that he was bluffing. In terms of sheer power, his servants outnumbered all the enemies in the Exile Lands combined. Even if the Burning Legion and the Xireth Allied Forces joined forces, they couldn't defeat him, let alone this wasn't all of his power.

Gohr watched his army attack these enemies in the sky with satisfaction, his heart filled with pride.

"Y'ahr, you know what to do next, right?" The self-admiring Gohr instructed his clumsy brother.

"Ah? Are we going to fight?" Y'ahr, who was always a beat behind, asked blankly.

"It's not time for us to personally join the battle yet." Gohr glared at this mentally challenged brother.

"Then is it to release Xha and Jin? That's not right either, Ral is still in the sky."

Gohr was already too weak to blame this idiot, he said unhappily: "My Black Sun Legion has already been dispatched, what do you think you should do?"

"Ah? Oh, oh—I understand, I'll summon my servants!"

This time, Y'ahr finally reacted.

As the third brother of the sun gods, Y'ahr's power was far inferior to Gohr's, so the number of servants he possessed was naturally incomparable to his eldest brother. Moreover, after Gohr fell on the corpse of Tarim, most of Tarim's servants had submitted to him. After integrating his own Flamebearers, as well as the Qiraji and Twilight's Hammer believers, and Tarim's servants, Gohr's Black Sun Legion possessed such a terrifying scale today.

The servants of the remaining three brothers combined didn't even amount to half of Gohr's.

However, even a mosquito is still meat. Y'ahr also had his own exclusive legion—called the "Purple Flame Legion", and the composition of this legion was very simple, all "Flamebearers".

Y'ahr's stomach split open, and then countless winged monsters emitting purple flames flew out of his stomach. They had ugly faces, heads like bats, but their bodies were covered with black-purple feathers. These Flamebearers swooped down from the sky at extremely high speeds, emitting bursts of unpleasant shrieks, which made people feel upset.

The tribal leaders gathered at the outpost, and they all saw this scene.

"These are the Flamebearers," the Featherfolk chieftain said with a solemn expression. "Everyone be careful. Flamebearers can spit flames, and they can use their feathers as arrows to shoot enemies."

During the ancient war, the Featherfolk were the main force against the Flamebearers. Their ancient texts say that before the ancient war, the Featherfolk were the masters of the sky, and the Qiu'e people were the masters of the earth. The two races fought endlessly. However, after Gaul's rebellion, the Featherfolk paid an extremely heavy price to suppress the Flamebearers in his legion.

After the end of the ancient war, the Featherfolk's civilization declined, and their population plummeted. Today, the former overlords of the sky have been reduced to being on par with humanoid races such as the Tigerfolk and Wolffolk, and have long been left far behind by the new generation of Zodangers and Earth Spirits.

The leaders of the Shireth coalition were here to discuss their plans, but Aiden was not present. The Lionfolk chieftain couldn't help but ask, "Where is that lord? Is he not attending the war meeting?"

Turalyon answered on his behalf, "Lord Aiden is preparing something. He believes that he is new here and knows almost nothing about Shireth, so the war meeting can proceed according to the established decisions."

Having been a Chancellor for several years, Aiden is very clear that it is unreliable and irresponsible for an amateur to direct an expert.

The Shireth coalition knows how to fight a war; they don't need him to teach them. He only needs to make the decision to fight or not.

He has already completed this part of the work, and the rest should naturally be left to these local leaders to discuss and decide.

Moreover, Aiden also has very important things to do, which require some preparation time—and that will give the servants of the ancient gods a big surprise.

Aiden took out Sargeras' scepter and gem.

Those who came with him from Azeroth knew very well how vast the power of these two things was, and they couldn't help but guess what Aiden was going to use these two artifacts for.

The most curious was Alleria—she was here to catch up with Khadgar. She knew almost as much about the friendship between Turalyon and this mage as he did.

What's more, the relationship between the two was also quite peculiar—in fact, Khadgar had a crush on Alleria—the beauty of this Windrunner ranger was particularly outstanding among the high elves. Everyone has a love for beauty, who wouldn't like a beautiful woman?

However, Khadgar almost never revealed his feelings, not only because he knew very well that Alleria liked his friend Turalyon, but also because of the curse on him.

When he met Alleria, he already looked old and frail, although he was actually only seventeen or eighteen years old at the time. Even if he were really seventy or eighty, he might not be even a tenth of Alleria's real age, but in matters of love, who wouldn't judge by appearance?

Therefore, Khadgar, who was self-conscious about his appearance, only silently liked Alleria. When she and Turalyon got married, Khadgar treasured this unrequited love in the deepest part of his heart, daring not to reveal the slightest trace of it.

"What is that lord preparing to do? Can you guess, Khadgar?" Alleria asked, nudging Khadgar with her elbow.

The mage replied, "I can only basically determine that he is going to deal with the servants of the ancient evil gods who are rushing over. As for the specific methods, I have no idea."

"Why not guess? For example, will he release a super forbidden spell and kill thousands of monsters at once?" Alleria guessed with great interest.

They were standing high up and could clearly see the distant scenery. Gaul had sent more than 200,000 servants from the Black Sun Legion to attack Kadar Outpost.

"Thousands" sounds like a lot, but it's actually only a fraction of the Black Sun Legion coming to attack.

"Ha, then you underestimate Lord Aiden too much," Khadgar couldn't help but smile.

"Is that still underestimating? How many people can cast a spell that can kill thousands of people at once?" Alleria asked somewhat unconvinced. She counted on her fingers as evidence, "We've seen Deathwing, he's powerful enough, right? But he doesn't have any spells that can kill thousands of people at once, does he? And Ner'zhul, if he hadn't used the magic net of Draenor to cast that portal that tore the world apart, he himself would be inferior to Gul'dan!"

They had fought against both of these opponents together, and they were both very difficult opponents.

Alleria felt that this should be very convincing. However, Khadgar smiled and said, "Ner'zhul has no way to directly kill thousands of people, but he has developed a plague that can turn living people into ghouls, and he can also control the undead to form a Scourge army that completely obeys him and is not affected by morale and logistics."

Alleria was dumbfounded.

This happened after she and Turalyon left, and she knew nothing about it.

"As for Deathwing? That's even more terrifying—before we came, the Cataclysm he led almost destroyed Azeroth. Even the guardian dragons and many ancient guardians couldn't stop him."

"Then… how did you defeat Deathwing?" Alleria blinked.

"There!" Khadgar pursed his lips and pointed in Aiden's direction.