Crystals filled with mysterious magic were thrown out by Savis’s deft hands and landed lightly on the ground. It looked no different from the previously failed magic circle, but the order in which the crystals were arranged had obviously caused some special reaction that was different from before.
The magic circle lights up!
A green light that had never been seen before began to fill the entire magic circle, and powerful magic energy flowed through it, getting brighter! Brighter! Even brighter!
The next moment, a huge black shadow over ten meters tall suddenly broke through the void, fell from the sky, and with a piercing roar of thunder and lightning, it appeared majestically in the middle of the magic circle!
Xavius and the night elf wizards, who had just woken up from their trance, were stunned. They completely lost the ability to speak and stared at the huge figure in a trance.
It had huge bat wings like a dragon, sharp claws, and a strong body that was many times bigger than a troll. From the head that was deeply in the shadow, two red eyes with lightning-like eyes, fierce and vivid opened!
It was like the most arrogant emperor, looking down at these night elf arcanists as if they were ants.
In the grinning mouth, there are thousands of sharp fangs of various sizes, exuding the most primitive terror.
What’s even more terrifying is his aura!
It was as majestic as a collapsing mountain or falling stars, as if just by standing there it could squeeze the air out of the night elves’ lungs bit by bit, leaving them unable to breathe in even a bit of oxygen.
Although it was a terrifying feeling that was almost suffocating, Savis felt that his heart was beating violently not from lack of oxygen but from ecstasy.
Only one who is this powerful is worthy of becoming the messenger of the most powerful being in one’s heart.
A lord of the Burning Legion!
At this moment, Xavius’ eyes were filled with tears of excitement.
The strong magical fluctuations finally subsided slowly.
What appeared before them was indeed a huge and terrifying pure black giant, and beside him, there was a very tall and burly green figure. Unfortunately, the giant was so huge that the elves subconsciously ignored the green figure next to him.
Savis couldn’t contain his excitement!
However, as all the elves were watching, the huge black figure seemed to exhale a breath of foul air, and quickly shrank, shrank, and shrank again, turning into a humanoid creature slightly shorter than the night elves. And his aura was rapidly fading.
"Human?" Xavius couldn’t hide his astonishment.
In his impression, creatures with this appearance were called humans. They were a group of barbaric people who basically did not wear clothes, or just covered their lower body with a piece of dirty animal skin.
This human looked neither strong nor outstanding. He might be considered tall among humans, but compared to the taller night elves, his appearance was not superior.
Instead, the two-and-a-half-meter-tall green giant behind this human stood out at this time.
A wizard who looked quite experienced suddenly sneered: "Lord Xavius, is this the ’Lord’ that you summoned from the distant Twisting Nether at the cost of a huge amount of magic crystals?"
Anyone could hear the sarcasm in the old wizard’s words.
But before Xavius could say anything, the young-looking human snapped his fingers lightly.
For some unknown reason, although the night elves did not hear any sound, a huge noise burst out from the old wizard’s head, which penetrated directly into the hearts of the elves.
"Bang!" If I had to give it an onomatopeia, this would be it.
This is not any type of physical attack, and has nothing to do with arcane magic. It is a purely spiritual attribute.
It easily shocked this old wizard, who was one of the most famous people in the Azshara Dynasty, on a spiritual level.
The old wizard was terrified and tried to retreat.
At this moment, the green monster suddenly raised a huge one-handed axe high up, and a scarlet light flashed.
The double-layer magic shield wrapped around the old wizard was as fragile as an eggshell and was easily shattered.
The next moment, two long legs covered in luxurious fabrics flew out sideways.
But the rest of the old wizard’s body completely defied the laws of physics. After the lateral impact, the part above the knees remained stuck straight into the ground.
No, his exposed bones were actually inserted into the obsidian ground.
The old wizard did not faint, but every curve on his face was filled with fear, and every inch of his eyes was filled with despair.
That scene was truly bizarre!
A fear from the deepest part of the soul froze the bodies of every night elf present, including Xavius.
At this time, the lord spoke slowly, speaking fluent Kaldorei.
"In the past, countless beings have tried to look down on me because of their height. But every time I narrowed the gap between us, no one would dare to look at me like that anymore. Please remember, Xavius, if anyone dares to do this again, I will cut off the part above the neck."
As the words fell, suddenly, the spiritual seas of all the elves around were shocked.
Planets being destroyed one by one!
Millions of lives were slaughtered!
At the same time, a desperate wail rang out -
"Ahhhh!" No elf can withstand such a horrific mental shock.
As soon as they met, there was no one standing in the entire summoning hall except the lord and the burly green figure.
After a long while, Xavius, who was covered in sweat and looked like he had been fished out of the water, crawled over and prostrated himself in front of the powerful lord of the Burning Legion.
"I am extremely sorry! These lowly mortals actually dared to offend the majesty of the Legion. As long as your Excellency gives the order, I will sacrifice the lives and souls of these offenders to the Legion." Xavius abandoned all his reserve and dignity, and kowtowed repeatedly with great humility.
"Hmph!" The lord waved his hand lightly, and the once powerful old wizard suddenly turned into a large human-shaped torch, bathed in evil green flames.
He clearly opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to scream, and even the elves around him could hear his miserable howl from the bottom of his soul. But in that mouth, in his throat, in his vocal cords, not even a single tremor could come out.
Just like that, in just a few seconds, it turned into ashes.
The lord spoke: "My name is - HR! But the name is just a code name, you can also call me Mark Dooku!"