Anomaly Of Warcraft

Every time Carlos took a step, his size increased by one point, and the surging light tried to transform him into an energy life form like Naaru, but the curse of flesh and blood from the ancient gods stubbornly fettered this process.

The final result is that Carlos, who has soared to more than five meters in size, has undergone a complete resurrection.

Different from the fragile human body, the steel vryku that once served the Titan is a complete war machine, not to mention the mass production of the Vryku Legion or the Mogu mass-produced with the Naraksha engine. The real prototypes are It is a special model without cost.

The huge body, the steel body, the turbulent light and the power of flesh and blood poured into each other, and Carlos, who stepped into the semi-god state, heard a voice from the core of the world.

It was an indelible itching, a deep, depressed moan, and a lingering suffering.

Azeroth was bleeding.

But the gathering of the Holy Light has sublimated Carlos's spiritual level. It seems that at the end of the universe, in the cemetery of countless stars, the Naaru have crossed the barrier of time and space and sent him a friendly greeting.

There is also knowledge about the Holy Light.

On one side is a comfortable paradise, on the other side is a painful hell, Carlos stood upright and even gave birth to himself like the once Titan giant.

The sleeping problem that Carlos was worried about did not appear, but something more terrifying happened.

He suddenly understood where Nesario's madness came from.

The guardian of the earth has never given up the responsibility of protecting the earth, but the mother of the earth has given up her child.

Under the torment of the ancient gods, the once ignorant Azeroth star core opened up the mind, and the great life breeder possessed self-awareness.

Azeroth is personified.

Azeroth stubbornly resisted the corruption and encroachment of the ancient gods. She refused to be the food of the ancient gods. She learned the methods of the parasites. She... became the ancient god who was not the ancient gods.

It doesn't matter if the barbarians develop skills to control barbarians, or join in if they fail, Azeroth is sick and mentally ill.

As the first human in Ten Thousand Years after the Big Bang of the Well of Eternity to step into the Demigod Realm, Carlos suddenly understood that it was not that he worked hard enough, so he had such an achievement, but Azeroth chose himself. .

While solving some confusion, it brings more doubts.

The knowledge acquired in an instant was enough to burn a mortal's brain to ashes, and even Carlos, who had become a demigod, had a strong sense of dizziness.

But after getting over it, Carlos came to his senses.

The turmoil in the well of soul must be calmed.

The plans of the ancient gods are one link after another. Allowing the well of soul to burst is not just a matter of breaking the seal of C'Thun or allowing the insects to rush out of Silithus.

The ancient gods were in a state of fighting and not breaking, and N'Zoth would not have the idea of ​​being selfless. There was only one reason why it helped C'Thun, and that was the explosion of the soul well, which helped it escape from the seabed.

This is a win-win situation for C'Thun and N'Zoth, and the only people injured are Azeroth and the people of Azeroth.

Carlos raised his arm and index finger to the sky, and the second impact occurred immediately. The upper elf of Errethalas who had been sucking demon magic for a long time huddled to the ground in pain, but many civilians who could not suck the demon's magic were unaffected.

"Holy Light...Holy Light responded to my request again!"

Chenguang was surprised to find that he had received the blessing of the Holy Light again, and she unconsciously shed tears.

"Conquer the devil in your heart, pure team, and suppress this city."

Carlos issued the first order.

At the same time, Carlos observed the orcs present and found that the influence of the devil's blood on them had indeed subsided. Except for the itching and scratching of the skin, more orcs did not have any uncomfortable reactions when they received the baptism of the Holy Light.

"Glory Orcs, the time to prove your glory has arrived, do you remember the tragedy of Draenor? If you don't fight, this planet will explode too."

"If you don't win, you'd better die!"

There is no new generation of orcs present. They are all veterans who have experienced the Dark Portal. They don't understand the truth, but they really understand the matter of the explosion of the planet.

The orcs moved quickly, and Carlos motioned to Isoregus to act immediately.

The old blue dragon transformed into a giant dragon's posture. It looked a little smaller than Carlos. It respectfully lowered and signaled, then fluttered its wings and rushed to the Royal Library as quickly as possible.

The tauren, night elves, and the humans and trolls praising Carlos enthusiastically, the unnamed people on the scene looked up at Carlos, their hearts were filled with inexplicable surging, as if they could not express their great excitement without offering anything. .

"Suppress this city, the devil must die!"

Kildas knelt to the ground in pain, looked up at Carlos weakly, and wailed.

"The people are innocent, please be kind."

Carlos turned around to answer.

"After mercy is always cleansed, I don't have the right to forgive sins."

After saying this, Carlos lowered his arm, and at the same time, the first time the Holy Star had covered the entire Elthalas after the aftermath turned around.

Carlos used the first impact to draw the soul map of Eldre'Thalas, and used the aftermath of this time to build a temporary, rough spiritual network.

Then, Carlos opened three pairs of wings of light in the form of giant Vrykul.

Different from the usual wing posture, this is a geometric wing of the holy light with edges and corners.

Carlos jumped up, staying high in the sky, and the third impact occurred.

I ask you to listen to my voice.

I ask you to obey my orders.

Now our spirits merge into one.

Go, all heretics must die!

Under the silent order, everyone took action without any arrangements or restraints. Everyone knew what they should do.

The three shocks of the holy light exhausted all the power of the holy light that Carlos could control. In addition to showing the majesty of the demigod when he was suspended in the air, his more realistic role was to act as the base station of the holy light... the kind of Naaru.

Encourage the indulgence of the lurking demons to cause chaos, so that the darkness will erode the hearts of weak-willed people, and then mark these people with the impact of the Holy Light.

Carlos used the simplest and most powerful means to complete the unity of the coalition's will.

Either a companion or an enemy.

The war is right.

There is so much truth to say.

Isoregus activated the magic circle that was set up, and the front and back of Torsedrin's world of mirrors gradually returned to one body as the closed restrictions disintegrated.

When the two sides of the mirror world merged again, the soul well revealed its true face.

It was a huge spherical hole suspended in the mid-air of the ceremony venue that could not be observed with five senses other than vision.

At the moment when Carlos revealed the prototype of the Well of Soul, he was aware of its existence through the anomaly of magic.

But it is not yet time.

As the repressive action unfolded, killings inevitably took place, and the souls of the dead high-level elves were attracted by the well of souls and merged into it.

Isoregus didn't seem to notice this, but Carlos didn't remind it.

Carlos's strength at the moment is abnormal. He understands that this feeling of the same force between the world and the earth is because Azeroth's will is paying attention to himself.

It must be successful in one battle, otherwise, there will be no next time.

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