Chapter 1 Summoning the Eredar Demon

In a hidden basement on an inconspicuous small farm near the western wilderness of Stormwind City.

It was shining with an extremely strange dark green light, and an extremely evil corrosive energy was continuously gathering here.

If a mage or paladin passed by this strange dark green energy, he would definitely shout, "This is evil energy!"

Then pick up your staff or hammer, burn your anger, release holy light magic, rush in to eliminate the heretics who use evil energy.

Although now the human kingdom has called on everyone to accept warlocks.

But among the common people, ordinary people still have great malice towards these warlocks who manipulate the power of evil energy and deal with the demons of the Burning Legion.

"Fel magic, life siphon." A young man wearing a hood and holding a staff spoke.

The staff was facing a little fishman, casting an extremely evil life-sucking spell.

A dark green life energy was continuously absorbed from the little fishman.

The poor little fishman let out screams.

"Squeak! Wow! Squeak! Squeak!" An expression of extreme fear appeared in the blue fishman's eyes.

Its body gradually shriveled up under the influence of the evil magic until it was just skin and bones, and then it turned into a mummy and died completely.

There were more than a dozen dead fishmen around the young man.

They all looked like mummies with skin and bones wrapped around them, with all the life energy in their bodies sucked out. In addition to these fishmen, there were more than a dozen corpses of creatures such as werewolves, kobolds, and the like.

Without exception, all of them had their vitality sucked away, including the murlocs, gnolls, and werewolves, no matter how many of them died.

It won't cause any major unrest, but more and more of them will die.

The local people will be even happier because these damn dirty things have finally disappeared and at least they won’t destroy the farmland anymore.

"The life energy conversion should be enough. Come on! Activate the demon summoning array!"

A green ball of light appeared in the boy's palm, and an extremely evil fel spell began to be cast.

The huge green magic circle that had just been drawn on the ground was emitting a dazzling dark green light.

Around the summoning circle, there are four tightly bound evil imps.

The four little ghosts rolled their eyes collectively and were contributing all the evil energy in their bodies.

And their humble lives, the demon summoning circle emits a green light.

The four evil spirits screamed and transformed into the purest evil energy and injected into the magic circle.

A huge magical phantom appeared in the room.

This is a demonic creature with crimson skin, curved horns on its head, and octopus-like tentacles on its chin.

This is an eredar.

The demon in front of him is the backbone of the Burning Legion, a fel warlock of the Eredar.

The weak and humble lives of a dozen or so murlocs, werewolves, and gnolls.

With the free fel energy contribution of four fel imps, the demonic array was barely activated, randomly summoning the phantom of a high-level Burning Legion demon.

"Who is summoning me? Summoning the powerful Eredar Fel Lord, the great Lord Azothon?" The demon asked as soon as he appeared.

Fel Lord? It seems that this time he did not summon a small-time demon, but a middle-level cadre of the Burning Legion.

He could also be a high-level cadre. You know, any warlock from the Eredar clan is a middle-level commander of the Burning Legion.

He was not on the same level as other low-level demons. He dared to call himself a fel lord. So he should not be an ordinary little character in the Eredar demon camp, but at least an upper-middle-level officer.

He may even be a senior commander of the legion.

I wonder if these things I took out can whet his appetite?
Rhodes had spent several years preparing for this demon summoning ceremony.

In order to satisfy the appetite of these demons, he has slaughtered a large number of murlocs, gnolls, and wolfmen over the years and collected their soul fragments.

To these demons of the Burning Legion, nothing is more valuable than soul fragments.

"I want to make a deal with you, demon. I want to use these soul fragments in my hands to exchange for powerful fel spells and demonology." A blue ball of light appeared in the palm of the boy's hand.

The Eredar demon glanced at the soul fragment in Rhodes' hand and showed a very disdainful expression.

The wailing sounds of countless dead souls could be heard from inside, but looking at the quality of these souls, they didn't seem to be very high.

It turned out to be just some low-level murlocs, gnolls, gnolls, and soul fragments of some animals and livestock.

If they were ordinary low-level demons, then these soul fragments would still be very tempting to the low-level demons in the legion.

But if it is a powerful Eredar fel lord, haha, I'm afraid these things will not even be in his eyes.

And Rhodes also saw what the Fel Lord meant. It seemed necessary for him to activate the second plan.

I really didn't expect that this time I unexpectedly summoned a senior official of the Burning Legion.

"Humph, these soul fragments of weak and rubbish creatures are all just a bunch of low-level creatures.

Even though their numbers are considerable, they only have a tiny bit of intelligence.

Do you want to gain knowledge of fel magic from me with this kind of rubbish soul fragments?" The Eredar demon looked at the soul fragments on the ground with disdain, and then spoke.

"It is indeed as you said, the powerful Eredar demon, Lord Azothron, the Fel Lord.

The soul fragments I provide you this time are indeed very, very weak.

But you have also seen my current strength. I am just an apprentice who has just come into contact with evil power.

If you are willing to invest in me, I can provide you with unexpected help in the future, such as opening a portal for the Burning Legion." Rhodes said with a smile.

"You actually know about the Burning Legion? Has your world been invaded by the Legion before?
Wait! This is the planet Azeroth?" The Eredar demon suddenly realized something.

He hadn't noticed it just now, thinking that he was summoned by an apprentice warlock from some low-level planet.

But now if you perceive it carefully, this world seems to be Azeroth, the place where the Legion failed twice in a row.

The most recent failure even cost the life of one of the two great commanders of the Burning Legion, the powerful Lord Archimonde the Defiler.

"As you thought, the powerful Eredar fel lord Azothron, this is the world of Azeroth." Rhodes said with a smile.

"Tell me, warlock apprentice, what is your name?" The Eredar demon who originally wanted to leave thought for a moment and asked.

If it was another world, then it wouldn't matter if he just left.

He really looked down upon these soul fragments of low-level life forms.

If the situation and conditions permit, he will even take away the soul of the summoner boy.

But if this guy who is willing to contact the Legion is from Azeroth, that would be a different story.

You can take advantage of it.

(End of this chapter)