Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 75 74. The Tomb of the Gods

"My road to becoming a god!"

On the broken beach, the great warlock Gul'dan knelt there, his hands stretched out to the dark sky that was about to burst into a gust of wind in an instant.

The old man's face was full of ecstasy.

It seems that the power he has been pursuing is only one step away from him.

But behind him, the members of the Shadow Council who waded through the water, and the members of the Ravager Clan and the Twilight's Hammer Clan that survived the sea battle two days ago, were not as happy as the leader.

In fact, they were terribly embarrassed.

On the shore of this desolate coast, the boat that carried them across the sea, it is no exaggeration to say, has become a pile of rotten wood floating on the sea.

All those who survived were wounded.

Including the two-headed ogre Cugall, and other high-level warlocks.

Dai Lin and his damn monster ship crushed six of the seven ships following Gul'dan in less than half an hour during the naval battle two days ago.

Until the last moment, the black-faced warlocks broke out in character. In a large-scale summoning hosted by Gul'dan himself, they accidentally summoned a big frost demon who is not afraid of sea water.

Relying on the power of the demon that can freeze the sea, it barely stopped Wang Quan's sea charge, buying them the last bit of time to escape.

The warlocks mustered their energy and kept summoning flying demons.

In the end, the broken ship escaped from the shelling range of Wang Quan on the sea, relying on those demons pushing behind the ship and pulling in front.

It was a miracle.

Undoubtedly, Dai Lin chased them for another half hour, which was the longest half hour in the lives of these warlocks. They were like a group of rats in a panic, avoiding the rat catchers in the sewer.

If Dai Lin hadn't voluntarily given up the pursuit, they wouldn't have had the chance to sail into this mysterious sea full of hidden reefs.

Fortunately, the memory in Gul'dan's mind was strong enough, and this group of warlocks who were frightened did not encounter the crisis of shipwreck again.

It was just bad luck when it finally docked. Driven by the tide, the boat plunged into the coast and ran aground there, unable to move anymore.

"The fel energy on this coast is unusually active. (There must be a source of magic inside.)"

The tall ogre Cho'gall stood in the water, his two heads sniffing in two directions, just like a hound, and his two heads said to Gul'dan at the same time:

"Respected Gul'dan, I repeat, I have no intention of underestimating your great dark wisdom. (But this beach can be seen at a glance, we did not see any intact buildings.)"

Beside Cho'gall, several other high-ranking warlocks nodded repeatedly, and even the savage orcs who had been strengthened by evil energy from the group of raiding clans who were most loyal to Gul'dan were looking left and right.

Gul'dan promised them that in this destination in the mysterious sea, they can find the power left by the ancient gods, and everyone can advance to become a god.

But there is nothing here.

Looking forward from this coast, you can only see an undulating and broken beach, and you can vaguely see the wreckage of some strange buildings, like temples.

The fel power here is indeed very active, several times that of other regions.

But that's about it.

"It's here."

Gul'dan stood up with his own bone staff, and limped to a higher place. Those who could follow him through the journey of narrow escape were all true loyalists of the Shadow Council and the two clans.

He is no longer secretive.

When the wind full of fel energy blows against the old cheek, the pair of dark red eyes opened wide. He raised his finger and pointed to the other end of this barren coast.

Say to your followers:

"It's hidden there! Under the tide, the previous guardian of Tirisfal hid the power of the dark god in a place far away from human civilization.

She is very smart and wise, and she knows what kind of miracles will be born once that power is seized.

Unfortunately, she is a coward.

She rejected that gift, just because of the insignificant vigilance and the incomprehension of human beings, the greatness that can only be called "the thing of fear".

She left it to her successor, but unfortunately her successor... Hehe, that's just a plaything of the dark gods.

Now, the power they fear belongs to me. "

This explanation did not make the high-ranking warlocks and orcs understand. Instead, it was a bit cloudy and unclear, but Gul'dan didn't want to waste time explaining too much.

Leaning on a bone stick, he stared fixedly at the cliff on the other side of the coast.

He said:

"Ch'gall, take your ogres and set up a defense around the coast! The remaining members of the Ravager clan assist Cho'gall, and the rest of the warlocks follow me.

I need to deploy a powerful summoning magic to re-call the tomb of the gods under the abyss to the ground, and this process will take a day.

I don't allow anyone to bother me again! "

"Yes! (Great Gul'dan.)"

The two-headed ogre, Cho'gall, bowed his head obediently and obediently. It withdrew from the crowd with its huge body, and soon, with its entourage, began to perform the final service for Gul'dan's "great cause".

And those high-ranking Warlocks of the Shadow Council, patient with the excitement in their hearts, followed their masters across the Broken Coast and reached a cliff.

They began to cast spells, and began to summon a great fel energy that enveloped the entire coast.

Ok.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

The fel energy here is unusually active, as if actively catering to their call.

It was as if they were actively helping them and opening the tomb of the gods.

Everything is going extraordinarily smoothly.

Gul'dan himself was also full of emotion.

Wearing his tattered dark robe and leaning on a bone staff, he stood in the center of a large summoning circle operated by more than a dozen high-ranking warlocks. Green, corrosive evil energy was summoned from all directions.

They gathered together, transmitting power from the magic circle under their feet to Gul'dan's old body.

Let the eyes of the orc warlock turn into dark green at this moment.

He knew that pursuing the power of the gods would not be smooth sailing, but he also knew that the unexpected appearance of Dailin Proudmoore was just the last link in all the troubles.

He has escaped the pursuit of the king of the sea, and he has stood in front of the tomb of the gods. The most powerful spellcaster of mankind, Medivh known as the "Guardian", is a small toy in the hands of the dark god as early as four years ago. died before.

No one can stop him anymore.

The survival of human civilization has now gathered under the city of Lordaeron in the Tirisfal region.

Orgrim Doomhammer is the best target Gul'dan has set up. Under the current situation, human beings have mobilized all the power they can to support Lordaeron's war with all their strength.

Before the orc chieftain fails, he and his tribal warriors will firmly attract all the attention of humans for Gul'dan, who is on the road to becoming a god.

And once Gul'dan succeeds.

Once the great warlock received the gift from the gods.

He alone is worth thousands of troops, even if Dai Lin brings the entire Kul Tiras fleet to hunt him down on the sea, he can easily bury them in the abyss.

As long as he completes this journey to become a god.

yes!

As long as he can become a god!

All of Azeroth will be his, even the vast expanse of stars!

At that time, he could turn around again and generously bestow Orgrim with the promised victory.

And that arrogant orc chieftain, all the remaining kings of humans, and even the leaders of the mysterious Kaldorei moon god country on the other side of the sea who did not appear in this war.

They could only respectfully kneel in front of the newly born god Gul'dan, praying for their lives.

It won't be long.

Gul'dan had seen that future, and it really seemed within reach.

So the great warlock raised his hand.

Huge, enough evil energy to penetrate the city wall with a single blow, surged out of his hands.

The dark green viscous power turned into a dark lightning, piercing directly from the hazy clouds above the head into the tumbling dark sea tide.

Like a sword.

The heavy sea water was easily separated, and in Gul'dan's perception, he came into contact with the ancient ruins that had sunk under the sea for countless times.

That's where the last vestiges of the dark gods lay buried on Azeroth after a frivolous attempt eight hundred years ago.

But gods, how could they fail?

The "failure" eight hundred years ago was nothing more than a game.

The gods left a seed here, which spanned an unimaginably long time, and finally took root and sprouted eight hundred years later.

It bears a poisonous fruit, and that fruit triggered the war of orc invasion six years ago.

all of these!

It was doomed eight hundred years ago.

Do not.

As far back as 10,000 years ago, when the dark god first focused his attention on the world of Azeroth, these countless tragedies were actually doomed.

And the "bad relationship" between Azeroth and Dellano, two worlds separated by countless light years, was actually formed at that time.

Of course, Gul'dan didn't know this.

Indulging in ecstasy and longing, the great warlock used his senses to perceive the ancient ruins under the sea. He located the most active source of evil energy, and clasped his fingers protruding in the air.

It's like clasping an illusory thing, and then slowly lift it up.

"Boom"

Horrific muffled sounds came from under the sea. When tens of millions of tons of sea water were separated by evil energy, under the sea, the ancient ruins that had long been decayed were also torn apart.

With Gul'dan's finger lifted up, a temple filled with the wet and cold atmosphere of running water, like a flame ignited, and surrounded by layers of green evil energy, just broke out of the sea.

God.

It is like the most magnificent foreign temple, and it is like a mountain growing out of the sea.

Spread, spread, spread.

Until the end, back to where it should have been.

So at the end of the empty broken coast, there appeared a holy place of fel energy up to 200 meters high, and its entrance happened to be on the edge of the cliff where Gul'dan was.

The evil energy rolled and melted the rock, forming a twisted stone bridge.

The great warlock laughed wildly.

He also ignored the exhausted and paralyzed high-ranking warlocks behind him, he just leaned on the bone stick, limped, and stepped into it with a movement that was close to longing and running wildly.

But there is also a seal left by the most powerful spellcaster of mankind eight hundred years ago.

Even for Gul'dan, it will take time to crack it.

And at the same moment, on another hidden coast of the Broken Coast, Bu Laike, who finally set foot on the Broken Beach, moved his body and waved to the Naglfar hidden in the waves behind him.

Like saying goodbye.

Beside him, Garona's body was trembling, not only because of excitement, but also because she witnessed how Gul'dan easily lifted a temple from under the sea.

This made her wonder for a while, did Gul'dan have obtained the so-called power of the gods?

Otherwise, with the power of a legendary warlock, how could it be possible to do this?

"Don't be intimidated."

Bu Laike turned around and moved his shoulders. He looked at the ancient temple surrounded by evil energy in the distance, and said to the silent legendary assassin beside him:

"Gul'dan didn't raise this temple, he just cast a spell to stimulate the defensive barrier above. He's 'pretending' that he has a great advantage.

But in fact, the temple emerged at this time

It was just meant to be.

Even if Gul'dan didn't cast a spell, it would definitely appear. It was the great existence as the host, a kind of courtesy to the ants and 'guests' who came from afar to die. "

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"Don't look there, there is nothing there except a trap full of despair. It should take some time for Gul'dan to open it.

Let's finalize the plan of action. "

(end of this chapter)