Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1453 86. Listen! The ancient venerables are calling -- happy birthday, big babies【33】

"The nerubians of Azjol Nerub are one of the mysterious legends of Northrend."

In the deep passage leading underground, Nathanos Maris, with a spear on his back and a bow in his hand, watched his surroundings vigilantly. With his hounds and fox hunting, he formed a formation with the stinky pirates advancing behind. A covering formation goes all the way down.

On the hill above this dead and cold tunnel, Mother Windrunner is discussing some "salary benefits" with her "temporary employer" and waiting for the "helpers" arranged by the stinky pirates to arrive.

Bu Laike, who couldn't be idle, took on the responsibility of "finding the way" for His Majesty the Lich King together with his good brother Maris. They walked into the underground tunnel covered by the falling rocks of the hill, and went deep all the way.

"I heard that the nerubians built a huge empire under this frozen wasteland, which extends in all directions, from the coast of Northrend to the Icecrown Glacier at the center of this dead continent.

No one knows how long it took the nerubians to dig such a huge project underground.

But there is no doubt that only the luckiest or unluckiest travelers have the opportunity to enter the subterranean kingdom of the nerubians.

It's just that I don't know, when did His Majesty Lothar become interested in these insect swarms that live underground and have almost no connection with the surface world? "

Maris asked in a low voice while walking forward.

Bo Laike behind him didn't answer immediately, the smelly pirate paid attention to the strange lines carved on the side of the tunnel leading to the underground.

He would be like a genuine elite explorer, holding the special dwarf camera specially distributed to senior members by the Explorers Association in his hand, constantly focusing, and taking pictures of those patterns.

All in all very professional.

Very professional at the very least.

After a few seconds, Laike glanced at the clear photo he took with satisfaction.

The scarab markings on that photo are clearly visible, and there are similar markings on the ancient buildings of the Qiraji Empire and the mantid in the Silithus Desert.

This also proves from the side that the nerubians living in Northrend in the frosty north do have quite ancient and mysterious blood connections with the Qiraji and the mantid.

This kind of photo coupled with a research paper written with a little snack is enough for Laike to publish another professional paper in the internal journal of the Explorers' Association in the name of "Fenna Golden Sword".

And he can guarantee that he is definitely a professional in the world of Azeroth studying the civilization of the Aqir Empire.

"It took the nerubians tens of thousands of years to spread their network of underground passages throughout Northrend, but why they did so is still a mystery.

Even as a 'swarm civilization expert', I can't give you a definite conclusion. "

Laike put away the photos he had taken. Like a relaxed backpacker, he followed Maris all the way deep into the underground tunnel, while looking around at the small black caves full of cobwebs that didn't know where to go. In a low voice, he introduced the mysterious land under their feet to Maris.

He said in a cold tone:

"The nerubians living under the frozen soil of Northrend do not have an advantage in terms of population strength compared to their ancient brothers.

They are not as unparalleled in numbers as the Qiraji, and they are not as cruel and ruthless as the mantid, using the teachings of the Great Reincarnation to strengthen their individual combat power. Among the three existing branches of the ancient Yaqi Empire, the nerubians belong Low-key and weak.

But nerubians also have their advantages.

They are naturally intelligent, able to master shadow magic proficiently, and can also seduce people's hearts through spiritual power. Every adult nerubian is a brilliant spellcaster and sneak attacker. They exist as high-caste commanders, rulers, and priests.

They hold the last piece of power the swarm needs to reassemble the aqir empire, the ability to cast spells.

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Ahem, that's why His Majesty the Lich King is eyeing them. "

The smelly pirate grinned and said to Maris next to him:

"Our Majesty Lothar needs to establish the rule of the undead Scourge throughout the Northrend continent, and he needs a means of transportation that allows his soldiers to travel quickly to and from all parts of the continent.

Is there anything more convenient and ready-made than the underground network established by the Nerubians?

Furthermore, although the nerubians are small in number, they generally have good fighting power, especially the kings and lords of the nerubians. Those who call themselves crypt lords will occasionally prey on young dragons.

Even from the perspective of the entire territory of Azeroth, this kind of combat effectiveness is already very good.

Once the nerubians can be absorbed and driven by the natural disaster of the undead, His Majesty Lothar will have another trump card in his hand to deal with the war. "

"Sounds reasonable."

Nathanos nodded, but then he took another look at Bo Laike and said:

"But I can be sure that this is not all the reasons, my brother. I have communicated with His Majesty Lothar before, and I know that although he has fallen into darkness, his wisdom at the war level has not faded in the slightest.

If you want to convince His Majesty Lothar to make up his mind to attack the Nerubian Empire, then in addition to the benefits mentioned above, you also need to come up with more arguments to convince him to start the second battle while conquering the trolls. war.

Speak.

You see, I have come here with you, and I have also obtained temporary permission from His Majesty the Lich King to act as his vanguard ranger. Is there anything else I should not know? "

"Uh, sometimes I feel that your curiosity is really too strong. Isn't it enough for you to play guessing games with a mysterious Cirvanas by your side?"

Bu Laike complained:

"Since you like listening to secrets so much, why are you still a ranger? Wouldn't it be more promising to be an assassin with me?"

"You don't have to say anything, no personal attacks are allowed."

Maris rolled her eyes and complained.

As a result, the next moment, Braike stepped forward with a playful smile, and walked shoulder to shoulder with General Ranger. He kicked towards the barrenness under his feet, and asked the champion dog to go to the front to explore the road. Then he whispered to Na Thanos said:

"It's not that I didn't tell you, it's because I'm afraid to scare you. The reason why His Majesty Lothar and I want to target the nerubians at this time is very simple. Come on, calm down, and I will tell you something.

Don't be intimidated. "

The stinky pirate stretched out his finger, and touched Marris' forehead with a faint light.

With the influx of pure void power, Nathanos Maris's mental power was temporarily strengthened at this moment, spreading outward like a sonar.

Soon, an inaudible whisper sounded in Nathanos' soul level, like a "bait" detected by sonar, so vague that Marris couldn't listen carefully.

He instinctively sensed the direction of the whispering voice, wanting to hear it more clearly, but the harder he tried, the harder it was to catch the voice that was clearly real but misty.

A wave of irritability welled up in his heart, making General Ranger want to focus all his attention on that damned whisper, and he did.

Then, like a drowning person, he stuck his head out of the water, and the whole blurred world became clear, and he heard the echo of Huang Zhong Dalu's voice.

"I see you"

It was the sound of thousands of people speaking at the same time, including old people, children, women, men and even beasts, the roars of the giant dragons mixed together and made a sound.

It is like a rough hand trying to squeeze Maris's will into pieces, and then infuse it with depraved madness and darkness to stitch the fragments of will together.

This action is like a "reverse fishing" by a dark big fish hidden in the abyss. A faint light is emitted in the dark deep sea, and the bold fisherman is dragged into the cold and lightless sea together with his fishing rod. Transform this fool who listens freely to dark mysteries into one of those dark things that lurk beneath the sea.

But Maris is not in vain.

As the brother of Laike Shaw and Mathias Shaw, although he is low-key and has been struggling with emotional problems, Nathanos' talent and his strength growth have not been slowed down.

The moment he realized that the problem was wrong, Maris decisively inspired the animal nature in his heart.

The brutal wild power rushed into his heart, making Maris's eyes red, and at the same time rejected all the dark guidance and doubts from the spiritual level.

It's like using crazy animal nature to create an indestructible wall of will outside the weak human soul, blocking all evil whispers outside the high wall.

This is how hunters and rangers deal with mind magic.

Very crude, but very effective.

Those who try to seduce a master hunter with psychic powers are often rewarded with a bloodthirsty "surprise," a rampaging bestial hunter who will gladly "visit" villains hiding in the dark and backstabbing.

"Yo, not bad."

After Maris took a moment to appease his animal nature, he saw the stinky pirate who was sitting on the rock in front of him, looking at him with a weird smile on his face.

The latter kept giving Maris a thumbs up and said:

"I really underestimated you. I planned to pull you back from the dark shadows when you were defeated by Yogg-Saron's dark whispers, so that you owe me a big debt." favor.

But I didn't expect you to rely on yourself to reject the temptation of the ancient god's will.

I apologize for underestimating you, and my brother Shaw will be delighted to see you grow into a man you can depend on. "

"I'm not honored by that."

Marius shook his head, ignoring Bo Laike's pirate joke, and asked with a frown:

"The nerubians believed in the ancient gods sealed under the Northrend continent?

Just like the Qiraji believe in C'Thun, and the mantid follow Y'Shaarj, do these insect civilizations feel uncomfortable if they don't have anything to do with the ancient gods?

Can't you live well? "

"That's really not good, you are a bit too strong, my brother."

Facing Maris' complaint, Bo Laike rolled his eyes and said:

"The Yaqir Empire is the 'seed' left over from the collapse of the Dark Empire Era, and all the xenomorphs in this world are fallen beings born from the last efforts of the ancient gods who were unwilling to fail.

They were born with dark instructions engraved in their souls, and they would instinctively rely on those powerful void creatures. Only when they became a part of the power system under the command of an ancient god, could the lack in their souls be satisfied.

It's like the reason why Draenei are born with the Holy Light.

No matter which branch of the aqir they are, no matter what kind of bug they are, they are born to serve the ancient gods, and some special individuals among them may be able to rely on their talents to resist this instinctive call.

But for a group, the Zerg people have no ability to refuse the orders of the ancient gods.

It can be said that they are inherently part of the darkness.

How can you make them feel bright?

Unfortunately, the nerubians mistrusted their "Lord of Darkness" and chose Yogg-Saron instead of the Ancient Exalted who had united the Qiraji and the mantid.

This indicates that the nerubians are about to pay the price for their wrong choices.

As far as I know, the ancient venerable has been in a bad mood recently. "

Marius rolled his eyes at Bu Laike's last words, and the Ranger-General said:

"Where did you get the 'inside' news?"

"Of course I saw it with my own eyes. You know me. I've always been a person who won't talk nonsense about things like this. Looking at you, don't you believe it?

All right, then please ask the Elder One yourself how she views the rebellious nerubians. "

The pirate snorted, stood up from the rock he was sitting on, took out a delicate Amber tuning fork from his pocket, took out his pocket watch to check the time, and threw the tuning fork to the ground.

With a soft bang, the Amber tuning fork was precisely stuck in the hidden entrance of the tunnel on this level leading to the tunnel on the next level underground.

Under Maris's surprised gaze, as the ground shattered, an "underground tunnel" covered with white spider webs appeared in front of the two of them.

Looking at the lower dark underground through the spider web like a white curtain, a huge underground city can be vaguely seen.

Its construction style is very similar to the ruins of the Qiraji Empire. Obelisks and altar towers are used as embellishments for the buildings in the city. The whole city itself presents the intersection of black and blue, as well as golden dome decorations and A light blue magic shield is wrapped around it.

The outline of the city can be seen in the dim light of the underground.

Really huge!

"The Holy Light is above."

Maris squatted on the spot and carefully checked and estimated the area of ​​the nerubian city below. After a few seconds, he said in shock:

"This city is bigger than the city of Lordaeron. And I'm sure that the nerubians are definitely more than this city. The dragon rules the sky of Northrend, and now the undead will rule the land, and this underground world Ruled by the Nerubians."

"That's a thing of the past, stupid and arrogant dog-licking humans!"

A cold and haughty voice suddenly sounded from behind Maris, causing the ranger to stand up instantly and complete the full set of movements aiming at drawing the bow and winding the sharp arrow.

But as soon as the bowstring was drawn, Bu Laike stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

"My own people, don't do it."

The pirate said something casually.

Beside him, the ancient venerable Ms. Xalatas, who has just sent herself to the little master with the precise positioning of the Amber tuning fork, is moving her snake tail hidden in the darkness, and pulls Laike around Wrapped around.

It's as if Bo Laike summoned his own "Guardian Spirit" in some weird way.

"What are you looking at? Disrespectful mortals!"

The peculiar posture of Xalatas, who is half human and half snake, immediately aroused Maris's curious attention, but is the Lord of Darkness that ordinary people can look directly at with naked eyes?

She glared at the bold Maris, and a terrifying shock of will exploded on Maris' soul.

This time, the distance was too close and the speed was too fast, so that the ranger had no time to activate his animal nature, and as a result, he rolled his eyes and staggered half-kneeling on the ground.

"Don't bully my good-for-nothing friend. Although he is very good, he is a good teammate who used to fry fish ponds with me and earn bad points."

Bu Laike stopped Xal'atath's nonsense. He helped Maris, who was in a mess, and said to Xal'atath, who folded his arms and spit out a snake letter:

"Is it done with the snake man?"

"I sent the two little ones back to the Broken Isles, and by the way I went back to the Wharton Desert to leave an unfertilized egg for the snake people, in exchange for the snake people's obedience.

This allows the dark empire under the command of my lord to add another brave generation. "

Xalatas laughed triumphantly, but then stared at the nerubian city below which was protected by spider webs and energy shields. Her eyes shone with a cold light, and she stretched out a bright red snake letter to lick her lips.

Say:

"But I just laid an egg, and my body is weak and needs to be mended. From this far away, I can smell that the Void Herald hiding in the city belongs to Yogg-Saron's trusted servant.

Hehe, I can have a full meal again.

The nerubians of Naiyou must also learn this lesson!

They must be willing to return to the glory of the Yaqi Empire and become a part of the Zerg civilization, otherwise their existence will be meaningless. "

The ancient venerable sneered and raised his left hand, and swung it down fiercely.

More than a dozen void fissures burst out in an instant, tearing apart the material space.

Amid the howling and buzzing of the swarm's wings, the Qiraji swarm, commanded by the heroes of the mantid, rushed into the territory of this underground city from another world, bathed in the light of the ancient gods.

"Go! Execute the punishment of the swarm!"

Xalatas took Bo Laike's wrist, rubbed his head on the pirate's shoulder like a black cat, waved his hand again, and told his subordinates lazily:

"Today, I want to see blood flow into rivers."

(end of this chapter)