Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 826 157. Ah, witness the terrifying power of sugar!

"Just go, who is afraid of whom?"

Fenner got "secret instructions" from Boo Laike. As soon as she shook her head, she carried her long sword and heavy shield and walked towards the path leading to the core of the Storm Furnace, followed by the others.

Gene gave Laike a savage look, and followed quickly.

He was a king after all.

Although the animal nature in the werewolf form is superior, relying on the potion of Moon Night Grass, he still maintains his sanity.

This time, he came here to rescue Dailin and let him owe him a big favor, so as to promote the alliance between Gilneas and Kul Tiras. This is the really important thing.

And the short battle just now proved that with his current control over werewolf power, he was no match for the stinky pirates.

It's not the moment of one-hit-kill yet.

Mrs. Golden Sword heard Bu Laike's description and speculation about Dai Lin's mind, and she would be anxious to take her lover away from this dangerous place.

She didn't want to see Daelin become N'Zoth's deadly minion. In the same way, the great knight Uther was also unwilling to see Dailin's degeneration after victory.

But Ms. Nasa and the archdruid did not follow.

The former thinks that if the stinky pirates don’t leave, there must be someone behind, and it’s safer for him to stay here, and they have all found here, and they haven’t seen Ms. Maiev yet, which makes Nasa even more worried.

As for the Archdruid, I want to talk to the pirates about the Luna Scythe.

At least ask which area the scythe is in Ashenvale?

Ashenvale is the core of the area ruled by the night elves. The vast forest is more than twice the area of ​​the Erwin forest. If there is no specific guidance, it is really difficult to find it by druids.

"King Mechagon's theory of mechanical origin appears to be true."

Watcher's adjutant looked at the steel Dai Lin below who was covered in anger, and cut off the undefeated posture of the pioneer of the void with a halberd. She whispered next to the pirate:

"If the human beings who have been "purified by returning to the source" have such exaggerated combat power, then maybe it is really possible to reorganize a mythical army and enter the lair of the ancient gods to completely purify the world.

If everyone is a steel warrior like Dai Lin, maybe only a few thousand people are needed to eradicate the pollution of the ancient gods? After all, they are all sealed in cages, and they are far less powerful than the Dark Empire era. "

"Then you really dare to think. Not to mention that the unfinished mechanical homing bomb has a casualty rate as high as two-thirds. Even if the conversion is really completed, it will become a brainless steel lunatic.

Dai Lin was able to maintain his sanity because Fenna, an idiot, gave him my Odin Shield. The shield created by the titans helped him survive the thought shock of returning to the source and purifying.

But such examples are not reproducible. "

Bu Laike replied in a low tone:

"Besides, who said that steel creations are not afraid of the void? If it is really that simple, how did the curse of flesh and blood spread all over the world happen?

You really think too simply of the corrupt majesty of the Old Gods. They have mastered the way to defeat the titan-forged countless eons ago.

Did you go deep into the fallen temple of C'Thun the Thousand-Eyed Demon in the thousand-year war of quicksand? How did Ms. Lin Ge, who had a secret passageway, die? Why did the dragon sacrifice himself to seal the Qiraji empire?

These bloody examples should be enough for you to learn the lesson.

Never underestimate the threat that the ancient gods can create. Compared with these hidden dangers of annihilation, the frontal assault of the Burning Legion is definitely very friendly.

The former is a long-term torture of cutting flesh with soft knives, while the latter is death if you can't stand it, at least you can have a good time.

But don't think about those futures now.

For the sake of our upcoming victory, let's put our worries on tomorrow. "

Bu Laike laughed, and "looked" back at the men of justice who were rushing to join them. Dathrohan held the Shield of the Guardian of Truth, and the halo that resisted the erosion of the void illuminated the dark hall.

The dagger in Shaw's hands drank the blood of the void in today's battle, and the eyeball decoration on the hilt became more and more vivid. The Uncrowned are all in high spirits, and the priests have begun trying to purify the place with the Holy Light.

So far, most of Laike's plan has been completed.

The Herald of the Void guarding this place has been hacked to death by Dailin. If Enzos doesn't send out more powerful servants, the Furnace of Storms will change hands today.

This will be the new den of Baku.

The dark roots of the Church of the Storm will also be uprooted by the righteous.

The greatest cancer on Kul Tiras has been truly eradicated.

Bu Laike will also reap his own victory, and everyone who participated in the battle will get a satisfactory result.

But this may not be so easy.

"My dear little master, N'Zoth is trying to open the gate of the sleeping city of Ny'alotha in the depths of the furnace of the storm, which is under your feet.

The fluctuations of the void power of the ancient gods are becoming clearer, and you guys really pissed it off. "

Xal'atath whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"Although N'Zoth himself is still tightly imprisoned by the Titan's cage, he obviously wants to open the ruins of the fallen holy land in this furnace, and teach you mortals who dare to put their noses in the face, a profound lesson.

I think it's time for you to retreat now, and leave the void-defying sea serpent here.

It cannot be harmed by N'Zoth's impotent rage.

After all, the Demon with Thousand Beards is the weakest among us. After cutting off its minions, as long as you are not stupid enough to take the initiative to step into Nyalotha, it can only stare its big eyes and 'scare' you . "

"That's exactly what I intended."

Bu Laike raised his hand with a smile, and gestured "Retreat" to the Grand Knight and Windrunner's mother. The latter immediately understood, and immediately contacted the little star who was guarding the back road outside the furnace.

Soon, with the assistance of the great mage Mo Della, the portal of the blue dragon was opened here with difficulty, and the warriors who had cleared the void of the furnace were sent out to rest outside the furnace.

Bu Laike looked back at the fallen church below. Lady Golden Sword and Fenna were also cautiously approaching Dai Lin, who had turned into a steel veyk. The general seemed to be maintaining his sanity.

But after the Herald of the Void died in battle, the tightly closed eyeballs on the wall at the end of the Flesh Temple, wrapped in flesh, eye stalks, and tentacles, began to tremble.

It was as if a sleeping titan of flesh and blood was about to open its eyes.

This is what Xalatas said was a sign that the gate of the sleeping city of Ny'alotha was about to open in the material world. N'Zoth, who had lost too many minions today, planned to go into battle shirtless.

"The Thousand Beard Demon's little calculation is very good."

The pirate looked at the trembling eyeballs in front of him, and said to Xal'atath:

"It lost an important pawn, Church of the Storms, today, which can be called a heavy loss.

But as long as these "warriors" who overthrew the Church of Storms are lured to fall with the power of the void and become their new servants, then not only will its power not be damaged, but it will reach a new level in an instant. "

"It thinks beautifully!"

Xalatas ruthlessly ridiculed with his own dark voice:

"When N'Zoth's body was suppressed by the Titan's cage and was unable to escape, it could only send its own fallen army. With its current forces, in the absence of Queen Azshara , little master, the group of 'warriors' you gathered are enough to handle any situation.

I think the only thing you need to worry about, little master, is that if Queen Azshara really wants to come and join in the fun."

"Then His Majesty the Tidehunter and its Hydraxian water elemental army just go up there?"

Bo Laike smiled and tossed a delicate Hydraxian Baron Medal in his hand, saying:

"Just in the waters near here, let my great tide hunter Majesty and those rampant Naga have a 'King of the Sea decisive battle'. As the most loyal Baron of Torrent under his command, I will definitely be there to watch, for my His Majesty the brave Tidehunter cheers and cheers.

What's more, do you really think Azshara is a loyal servant of N'Zoth?

No, no, if I can really kill N'Zoth here, Her Majesty, the most powerful and beautiful empress ever, will generously give me half of her deep sea empire.

At least half!

voila.

I have already arranged everything clearly. "

The stinky pirate crossed his fingers with an expression of "wish fulfilled", posing as a famous commander, and he watched the communication between Dai Lin and everyone below.

He said softly:

"For this battle, I have put all the 'connections' and energy I have accumulated. I am sure that I can win, and I am sure that the war I started was over before it started.

To be honest, if I can still lose under the circumstances I have already arranged, I might as well wipe my neck now and forget it. "

The conversation between Laike and Xalatath was somewhat "missing". Because N'Zoth is not only a general under Queen Azshara's command, it also has another big dog, that is, the ancestor Satxavis.

But this guy is clearly not worth mentioning.

Neither Laike nor Xalatath counted that shameful thing as a threat.

What if it does come?

"Household slave with three surnames", the ancestor Sartre is just barely reaching the threshold of a demigod, and he can only display his strongest strength in the dream world.

In the battlefield of the material world, a glutton Baku who will be "stationed" here for a long time in the future will surely eat it.

"Oh, I'm really lucky now. When I first met you, little master, I knew that you would be able to achieve a great career, so I respectfully offered my loyalty."

Xal'atath whispered in Bu Laike's ear with a straight-forward tone:

"If I was ignorant at the beginning, would you have used these terrible plans against me, little master? No matter how I think about it, I seem to have no chance of winning at all.

You are a terrible and mysterious man, my little master. The more imposing you are, the more I want to swallow you down.

Why don't you give me a chance? "

"Ah, I finally remembered why I drove you away."

The pirate rubbed his forehead and said in his heart:

"Don't be so clingy, be serious."

"hehehe"

Xalatas said to Bo Laike with a sense of pleasure that she had "succeeded in molesting":

"Look below, little master, the gate of Ny'alotha is about to open, N'Zoth is about to project his will into the material world, and it wants to show the ignorant mortals the aftermath of the fall of the Dark Empire.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime magnificent scene. "

"It's about to start."

Bu Laike, who had always been silent in the eyes of Nasa and the archdruid, suddenly said something very cleverly, making the two look down.

Almost as soon as Bu Laike finished speaking, on the wall of the fallen church below, the trembling giant eyes of flesh and blood swung open.

The terrifying yellow eyeballs moved quickly in the spray of mucus and blood, sweeping all the life in front of them with a sense of horror.

At this moment, the divine power of Tire in Fenner's body exploded like a flaming silver halo, enveloping everyone around. This is the ancient confrontation between the divine power of order and the most depraved power of chaos.

The Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand in Uther's hand also shone brightly, enveloping everyone with fiery light.

But even though they were protected by Fenner's divine power and blessed with the holy emblem by the Silver Hand, everyone including the werewolf Jean still felt an irresistible pressure at this moment.

It's as if the sky is falling apart, and the chaos and darkness at the beginning of all things are creeping.

A gust of wind filled the void, and the weight of the soul was like a shackle, making everyone hold their heads and howl endlessly at this moment. The so-called legendary power that is incomparably proud in the mortal world is as fragile as paper in front of such power.

Even Nassa and the Archdruid, who were not directly looked at by the Eye of N'Zoth, lowered their bodies at this moment, hugging their heads and screaming.

That feeling is like a red-hot iron fiber stabbing hard into the brain, and then twirling in it several times crazily, twisting all reason and thoughts into pieces, and being re-stuffed in the chaotic flick of invisible big hands. Synthesize the monster's pose.

Everyone has emotions, and everyone has shadows.

And these inherent weaknesses are weapons that can be used in front of an ancient god like N'Zoth. It doesn't need to come forward to deal with these ignorant mortals who push their noses and faces.

It only uses one gaze from the void, and only one voice of corruption is enough for them to defeat themselves.

This is a "program" that was "set" hundreds of thousands of years ago when the curse of flesh and blood came down!

Isn't the world of mortals in front of us, where all things are competing, established through the promotion of these ancient gods?

Cattle and sheep raised in captivity actually want to rebel against their masters

Hehe, it's ridiculous!

Everyone almost wanted to kneel down to the God of Darkness amidst the whispers surging in their hearts, amidst the fallen glory swayed by the city of Ny'alotha.

Even the radiance of the holy light was so dim, the great knight Uther had a hideous face, but he couldn't stop his body from kneeling down.

But among the crowd, there were only three people standing tall and straight.

They are Dailin Proudmoore, Fenna Golden Sword Proudmoore, and Bu Laike who stands on a high place and poses a strong "just so" attitude.

Uh, Drake Proudmoore.

Well, it's all Proudmoore, this family is really amazing.

(end of this chapter)