Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1059 155. There is no need to tell the ancient gods about the rules of the world! shoulder to shoulder! -- plus more [35]

"boom"

Once in the Temple of Storms in Kul Tiras, a blazing white light erupted again in a shadowy temple beneath the great desert of Silithus.

Prince Erazmin's engineering skills are still much worse than his father's.

This time, the explosion of the degraded version of the Homing Bomb was weaker than the bomb made by King Mechagon himself by more than one level, no matter in terms of the explosion range or the level of energy impact.

However, C'Thun chose to face Bo Laike in the center of his cage, which created an unexpectedly useful confined space for the explosion of the bomb.

Under his command, Bu Laike's Vengeful Soul almost charged into C'Thun's side with the return bomb on his back before detonating, and the temple used to carry the fallen body of the ancient god was just that big.

The moment the light of returning to the source erupted, the pirate's vengeful spirit was submerged in the scour of energy, and she dissipated completely within a second, while the surrounding white light was continuously reflected and gathered by the walls of the closed temple.

Let Ke'sun's huge body like a bloody pustule covered with eyeballs and tentacles be completely submerged in the light.

The deep and painful roar centered on the temple, and instantly turned into a fierce and brutal mental shock that shrouded the entire ruins of Ahn'Qiraj.

The terrifying spiritual power of the ancient god condensed into a solid form outside, and a giant sandstorm, which had never happened in a hundred years, instantly set off inside and outside the wall of the beetle, covering everyone in the chaotic battlefield.

A death lord like Ravencrest felt that all kinds of illusions appeared in front of his eyes, and the weak little star was even directly made to fall from the sky by the spiritual impact of the ancient god.

She seemed to be stupid, screaming and smashing into the dust storm below, so frightened that Sianni immediately gave up her opponent and rushed into the dust to rescue her highness the princess.

Odin's shield maidens have always been proud of their iron will, but after being really shocked by the spirit of the ancient god, they realized a cruel reality.

The will they are proud of is like a piece of paper in front of such a corrupt power.

The Shield Maidens were routed in an instant. If the paladins and Kaldorei elites hadn't come to their rescue, these brave female wolves would have been torn to pieces by the berserk swarm because they were powerless to resist.

Grandpa Sakir tried his best to resist the mental shock.

But he lost all his demons, and the dark soul of fel power could not withstand the corrupt majesty of the Old God. Those bastards changed their positions in an instant, joined the swarm of worms and attacked Sakir in a frenzy, and were dealt with one by one by the old man.

Leaning on a blood-stained scythe, he reluctantly executed his two apprentices with his own hands.

The moment they were impacted by the will of the ancient gods, they showed signs of degeneration. Seeing that the third eye was about to grow on the face of their crying disciple, the old man had no choice but to destroy the flowers.

Kill their bodies, and their souls will survive within the Soulstone, but if left alone, they will soon descend into the Fall and be twisted into monstrosities.

"Sin monument! I need a sin monument! I want it now!"

The Initiator looks at the battlefield where the people around him turn their backs.

Looking at the swarms of insects that became more and more violent under the influence of the dark will, and looking at the paladins who were impacted by the void but were not weak.

The sin monuments behind the holy light walkers are shining, and the materialized sins have drawn away the darkness of the soul, allowing the paladins to maintain the purity of their souls in the face of the temptation of the void.

Although their attack movements were also slowed down by C'Thun's mental shock, compared to the other people around who had lost their combat effectiveness, their performance was perfect.

He knows that after today's battle, the sin tablet made by his evil apprentice Bu Laike will become the "standard equipment" for warriors who are willing to fight against evil.

This gadget has perfectly proved the meaning of its existence.

Bu Laike's vigorous promotion is the right choice. His evil conspiracy on the sin tablet has already started. In the foreseeable future, no force can stop the sin monument from selling well.

"B Laike is already at war with the Old Gods! C'Thun has been hit hard, it's desperate!"

The old lich, who was also carrying the sin monument and was not affected, leaned on the staff of the guardian and summoned three extremely cold ice meteors from the sky to hit the ground, shaping a wall of ice before the swarm of insects could impact.

He turned to Faol and his paladins beside him, who were trying to heal the wounded, and called:

"Those of you who own the sin tablet are not afraid of the impact of the void, now! Bring your holy objects, I will send you to the temple, and you must help him.

Under C'Thun's command, the bugs went mad.

Be sure to end the battle as soon as possible! "

"I'll go as well!"

Stupid Fenner wiped the blood on his face.

She threw the humming troll sword in her hand to the great knight Mograine beside her, and she drew Ashbringer and Quel'sera behind her back.

she yelled:

"I want to challenge the ancient gods to prove my courage! What are you still doing? Meri, send it quickly!"

"This time it will be more violent"

The old lich estimated the location of the wave of mental shock just now, and said to everyone in front of him:

"You guys get ready."

"This coordinate is wrong! You will send them directly to C'Thun, who did you learn the teleportation magic from? Did your mentor teach you that you were a sword-wielding warrior before?"

Grandpa Sakir teleported over through the Devil's Gate, grabbed the old Lich who was about to teleport, and he scolded:

"The teleportation direction extends down three scales along the source point, shifts six nodes in the seventh quadrant, and teleports using the curve formula. Don't forget that the power of the ancient gods will shift the space.

You must add lead to hedge against spatial interference, so as to ensure that the landing point remains accurate in a small range. "

The old lich glanced at the burning skull next to him in surprise. He didn't expect this strange guy to have such a hand.

Although he was very reluctant to admit his mistakes, Meri knew that Sakir's reminder was correct. It seemed that the mental shock of the Old God had interfered with his calm thinking.

Well, yes, that must be the case!

It was all under the influence of Ke'suen, so he would not make such a low-level mistake.

"hum"

The teleportation technique for recalibrating the direction was released, and amid Fenna's roar full of fighting spirit, a group of people were sent from the ground to the ground.

There was a little dizziness in front of the stupid warrior, like a delay. After she regained her thinking, she moved her body and felt very puzzled.

Is the ground of this C'Thun temple soft?

Or did he hit someone when he fell?

"Have you gained weight recently? And, can you get off me?"

Bu Laike's loveless voice came from Fenner's buttocks, and the stinky pirate said faintly:

"Who sent you here? He must have made a fool of me on purpose, right?"

"Hehe, I promise, this is an accident."

Fenner jumped up, smiled awkwardly and pulled up the stinky brother who was knocked down by her and fell to the ground.

Just now, Bo Laike had just rushed out of hiding to check on C'Thun when he emerged from a flickering leap when Fenner smashed his head off.

In this situation, even if Maiev came over, he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

Mainly without warning, too sudden.

"You guys, get out of the way!"

Bu Laike stretched his neck and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a powerful force gathered beside him, he turned his head and shouted at Old Faol, Dathrohan, and Uther.

The three of them immediately moved away out of reflex.

In the next second, blazing rainbow lights erupted at their original positions, and with the flashes of lightning, the huge King of War Odin walked out of the Rainbow Bridge leaning on his Lightning Spear Gungnir.

Very hanging.

His Majesty Faol couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

There was almost a teleportation accident just now. If they didn't get out of the way, the three of them would be crushed in an instant with Odin's weight and the energy that tears apart the space when the Rainbow Bridge takes effect.

"Why are there so many people?"

The moment the King of War appeared, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the presence of so many people on his battlefield.

Odin is a very stylish guardian. He never likes to share his enemies with others, not to mention that there is C'Thun, an ancient god, who is the enemy of the Titans.

Among the four ancient gods of Azeroth, Y'Shaarji, the only one who died in battle, was crushed to death by Lord Aman'Thul, the leader of the Pantheon.

As a servant of the Pantheon, if he can solve an ancient god with his own hands, it will be the most glorious victory in Odin's long guardian life.

none of them!

"K'Thun is ahead, Lord of War."

Bu Laike pointed to the land in front of him that had just been washed by the return-to-origin bomb and dispelled all the coldness of the Titan's cage seal. He shouted:

"I have used my power to break C'Thun's depraved shell of self-protection for you, and now that evil bastard has nowhere to escape, and for the sake of the protected world, it must be killed.

as for us

We're just here to appreciate the power of Titan Guardians and to cheer for you. "

"I'm not stupid."

The one-eyed guardian shook his head, strode towards the seal of the ancient god in front of him, and said:

"Fight if you want to fight, I do not refuse help from mortals, so that you too can draw courage and strength from this glorious victory.

C'Thun is just the beginning.

There are more difficult challenges ahead.

follow me!

Warriors, let's fight against the evil fallen gods together, and complete the perfect blueprint that the Titans have planned for this world! Roar! Kesuen! Die! "

As Odin roared, the Lightning Spear in his hand waved, easily splitting the fallen tentacles extending from the passage in front of him.

Those tentacles, full of evil eyeballs and black sucker barbs, should be absolutely insane depraved things, but this would be like squid whiskers on iron.

The burned potholes were still emitting strange white smoke and black gas.

Even with a hint of burnt barbecue.

The explosion of the homing bomb just now did cause C'Thun to suffer real damage.

Facing the guardian Odin who appeared, the ancient god, who felt the threat of death, has entered a desperate dilemma where he must fight for survival.

"Scatter! Be sure to scatter."

Bu Laike followed Odin with his black and white swords, and marched towards C'Thun's seal. He held the Defiler Shard and the Dark Empire Blade from Faol in his hands.

He shouted to the crowd rushing behind him:

"Don't make eye contact with C'Thun's eyeballs, the sin tablet will most likely not be able to protect you in that situation. If you are unfortunately swallowed by it, remember not to stay in the gastric juice.

That thing can corrode all powers including Holy Light. Fuck! "

Before the pirate's reminder was finished, he felt the shadows around him begin to spin.

An invisible pulling force acted on Bu Laike's body. With Finner's scream, Bu Laike's whole body and the ground under his feet were engulfed by the lingering light of darkness and disappeared.

It's like an invisible behemoth biting here, and the sharp teeth even tear open the space.

It looks like C'Thun was really pissed off by Laike's previous homing bomb.

Even when facing Odin, the ancient god had to use the power of the void first to swallow the stinky pirate into his fallen body.

It may die at the hands of Odin today, but it will take Bu Laike Shaw to hell.

Compared to N'Zoth, who was jumping up and down, hiding in the dark and plotting to corrupt the world, Ke'thun was very, very low-key.

If the Qiraji hadn't killed themselves and launched the Quicksand War a thousand years ago, it would be almost impossible for C'Thun's existence to be exposed to the mortal race.

The low profile of the Old Gods obviously isn't because it's been rehabilitated.

It is unwilling to participate in the changes of the world, and it is unwilling to expand its power like N'Zoth and Yogg Saron, which can only show that C'Thun has great ambitions.

It is quietly promoting its own very terrible conspiracy.

It has touched the supreme artifact left by the Pantheon in the world of Azeroth, it just needs a little more time to take the power to destroy the world into its own hands.

But the bastard Bu Laike destroyed its supreme plan, and the stinky pirate cruelly took away the hope of the thousand-eyed demon to swallow the world. In this case, C'Thun also took away Bu Laike's life.

one for one

What a loss!

"younger brother!"

Fenner watched Bo Laike being engulfed by the Old Gods, her eyes turned bloodshot instantly.

Pulling out the Ashbringer with endless brilliance behind him and the humming Quel'Sera, he jumped over Odin in front of him three times in a row, and slashed forward with his double blades, cutting off and burning C'Thun's scorched and damaged giant tentacles.

"You return my stinky brother! You ugly!"

The stupid warrior roared and slashed wildly.

Her raging fighting spirit made Odin laugh out loud, and the anger of the enemy who was shared also dissipated a lot at this moment. A mortal can be so brave in front of the ancient gods, how can he be the king of war? Rear?

"crash"

Dazzling thunder splashed, and the Gungarni spear pierced forward, tearing apart C'Thun's incinerated and corrupted shell. Odin swung a heavy fist and hammered hard on the eyeball above the Thousand-Eyed Demon's body.

The stinky liquid that burst like a bucket spilled everywhere and fell on Odin, hissing and corroding the armor of the Lord of War.

The old man Faol looked at the battle between the titan and the demon in front of him. At this moment, he seemed to be in the myth of creation, and the power bestowed by the holy light was erupting.

The power of order also sensed that the source of darkness was ahead, and it was calling for the warriors to slay demons and eliminate evil.

The Pope straightened his priest's robe, and the light-forged holy pattern on his arm was shining brightly in this dark place. He raised his staff and made a gesture on his chest.

"If this is the will of the Holy Light, then we will pass on this fiery will."

A triangular holy symbol bloomed behind him, igniting the darkness and filth in front of him.

"Today, Holy Light will win!"

(end of this chapter)