Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 831 162. My elder brother gave N'Zoth military advice

In Bu Laike's view, Maiev who entered Ny'alotha alone is already in a "super god" state.

But in fact, it is not easy for her to become the god of war on a moon night. The pressure came not only from N'Zoth's uninterrupted mental attack after stepping here, but also from the burden of the power of the moonlight on his body.

Maiev has been training herself to adapt to the supreme power bestowed by the Moon God since she learned the secret of the Moon God of War from some nasty guy 10,000 years ago.

It took her 10,000 years to learn, master, and manipulate the power of this dark phase of the moon.

She has polished herself to the extreme.

But for the honor of becoming the Moon Night God of War, she still seems to be lacking. It's not that Elune is too stingy to share knowledge and power with her chosen ones, on the contrary, Elune is too generous.

When Maiev needs it, the moon god will give her power, but it is a challenge for anyone to accept the power of the gods with a mortal body.

Elune's power is so pure and powerful that Maiev can easily win the previous battles, but once the battle time is prolonged, the increasingly large power of the moon god will become a terrible burden.

The power of Moon Night God of War is essentially a kind of magic, and any magic needs a carrier.

Maiev's body is the carrier of this disciplinary power, just like a bucket receiving water flow, after exceeding the limit, even the strongest bucket will burst open.

Since entering Ny'alotha, the power of the moon god has been continuously gathering on Ms. Shadowsong, helping her fight all the way through the fallen city. Up until now, she has felt overwhelmed.

She must vent this power at once before she reaches her limit, so as to end the incarnation of Moon Night God of War.

"Your allies are brave, but their eyes are still closed, they can't see the right way, but you, my faithful voter. All eyes will be opened, you are the first pair."

N'Zoth's vague whispers from the void impacted Maiev's mind, and the lingering moonlight helped her resist the corruption of the void, but it couldn't stop the voice of the ancient god from ringing in her heart.

Although without any temptation to fall.

But it's really tiresome to hear such voices frequently in battle.

Maiev has not become the "strongest king" in the field of trash talk like the smelly pirate. Her way of responding to provocation is very simple and direct.

"boom"

The thorn knife wheel covered with the light of the bright moon slid across the huge and ferocious void aberration in front of him, and the "Luna rail gun" triggered when he swung the knife was not used by Maiev to attack the small monsters that were constantly spawning around him this time. .

Instead, it was gathered by her and gathered into a bright moon god blade, which fell from the sky with precision and fierceness, splitting the scarred and scarred void will in two.

Just like a dark mountain collapsed suddenly, when it collapsed, it split apart almost instantly, turning into large pieces of twisted flesh and blood, rushing towards Yingsong, trying to completely submerge her.

"Back off!"

Maiev yelled, and the eternal stars fell under the posture of the God of War on a moon night, and the roaring moonlight meteorite, combined with the sharp blade storm and another wave of Luna rail guns caused by Shadowsong's body rotation, cleared the field in an instant.

Thousands of low-level void aberrations instantly turned to ashes in the streamer of the dark moon phase.

Those rays of light were obviously dim, but when gathered together they appeared extremely bright, like bright flowers blooming in this void, the scorching stream of light dimmed in an instant, leaving only Maiev who was half kneeling on the ground left there.

On the battlefield that was empty and ashes, the Moon Night God of War was panting.

Sweat was constantly oozing from her head, which meant that she was close to the limit. The waves of moonfire that exploded around her body like water ripples also meant that Maiev could no longer control the growing power of the Moon Night God of War in her body.

But she can't give up here.

Every chance of moonlight incarnation is very precious, and she must complete her ultimate goal of entering Ny'alotha.

"You're finally here."

N'Zoth's whisper sounded again. Compared with the previous anger, this time the words of the ancient god were extraordinarily sincere. As the whisper echoed, a door of flesh and blood burst open on the fallen shell of the mountain of flesh and blood.

That's the way to the fallen shrine where N'Zoth is.

"You have surpassed my subordinates, the place beside me is yours, the way has been opened, come, walk on the path of truth that leads to power, and then gaze at my true being.

You are doing well, my voters. "

N'Zoth's voice was alluring, and Maiev, who was wearing black moon battle makeup, pursed her lips. Looking at the road in front of her, she raised the moon-covered knife wheel without any hesitation, and rushed into the place under the shining moonlight. The gate of flesh and blood.

"Very good my voter, you have proved that you are qualified to accept my gift, such excellent flesh and blood contains endless potential, enter my kingdom to prove your value."

What Maiev didn't know was that when she was being bombarded by N'Zoth's pressure, Bu Laike, who was hiding on the edge relying on the Void Coat, was also under the "temptation" of N'Zoth.

The Corruptor was whispering to Bo Laike, but the pirates ignored it.

He just frowned, watching Maiev walk into the road leading to the void throne of Ny'alotha, and saw the tentacles waving to completely seal the entrance.

Before he came, he knew that this was a trap set by N'Zoth, the purpose was to capture powerful life forms and turn them into Void believers, but he didn't expect N'Zoth to play such a big game.

Wanting to trap Maiev, who is now in a super god state, forever in Ny'alotha, N'Zoth probably has to pay the price of the collapse of the Holy Land.

damn it!

Another house change!

Can't you change your tactics? It's the same thing back and forth!

A few seconds later, Bo Laike retrieved the Sul'kiel Skull from his belt. The old man who used to chatter all the time, but this time he was unusually silent.

"Don't pretend to be dead!"

Bu Laike frantically shook the skull in his hand, he said:

"Give me an accurate answer, can you blast away these flesh and blood?"

"do not bother me."

Unhappily, the old man Sakir lit the shadow flames in the eye sockets of his skull, and it screamed:

"This monster N'Zoth, who calls himself the Corruptor, is trying to make a deal with me. It says it will give me new, eternal life and restore my soul.

As long as I choose to betray, I will kill you secretly.

This deal looks pretty good. Although that N'Zoth spoke vaguely, he seems to be much more generous than you. I'm thinking about betraying him.

After all, you are not too kind to me. "

"Yo, sitting on the ground raises the price."

Bu Laike sneered and said:

"Do you want me to leave you here? You and N'Zoth continue to be good friends? Let's see if the Corruptor will fulfill its promise to you?"

"Will you fucking make a deal?"

Sakir suspended and cursed:

"Shouldn't it be that I make an outrageous request, you return an even more outrageous request, and then we negotiate with each other to get a proposal that everyone can accept?

Why don't you always play your cards according to the rules, you smelly pirate? "

"Then you have to choose a good time!"

Bo Laike grabbed Thalkiel's head and twisted its eye sockets back, giving it a panoramic view of Ny'alotha. He clenched his fist and slammed on Sakir's forehead, cursing:

"Do you think it's appropriate to bargain with me in this damn place? Is your head broken? How about I replace it with a robot head? My group of mechanical gnomes are very good at craftsmanship."

"Tch, it's boring."

Grandpa Sakir made a disdainful nasal sound, and said in a long voice:

"My disciple Archimonde won't be as timid and fearful as you. In such a place, it will come and leave whenever it wants. You stinky pirate is too poor."

"Go!"

Sakir's rebuttal caused Bu Laike to soar in anger, he simply kicked the useless guy flying, turned around and walked towards the flesh and blood gate.

A few seconds later, Sakir flew back quickly by manipulating the skull, entwined around Bu Laike, and said meanly:

"Oh, don't be angry, how can I make a deal with the Void, the Enemy of All, when I have seen Lord Sargeras's enlightenment like this?

I was just joking just now, what I want, N'Zoth can't give me.

You just said that you want me to blast away this disgusting mass of flesh and blood?

no problem!

I have already calculated that it only takes one-third of your vitality to blow away this fallen thing. After all, its anger consciousness has been beheaded by that terrifying woman just now.

What remains here is just a mass of filthy flesh and blood that is about to die.

This is the Holy Land of the Void, and demons can't get in, so they can only draw your life force.

May be a little sore.

But as long as you hold back, I can take you out of here at any time. "

"Very well, then get ready."

Bu Laike stretched his fingers, drew out the long sword and dagger and held it in his hand.

"Why do you care so much about that horrible woman?"

Grandpa Sakir said doubtfully:

"Can't you see? The energy in that woman's body has exceeded the limit of her physical body, and she will collapse at any time. The tyrannical energy in that woman reminds me of the Dark Titan

That is a terrible gift, a power that mortals cannot touch. "

"Then your proud disciple Archimonde and her, who is more powerful?"

Bu Laike asked again.

Sakir was silent for a few seconds, and said somewhat uncertainly:

"It should be Archimonde.

After all, my rebellious disciple has no risk of losing control of his energy. As long as he can withstand the attack of this terrifying woman and hold on for time, she will kill herself sooner or later.

But if she fully grasped this power, or doubled her endurance, Archimonde would probably return with a bitter taste. "

"Very good, very accurate description."

Bu Laike nodded in satisfaction, he said;

"She has proven that the end of the watcher's black moon road is the majesty of the black moon, and has shown me the way forward. She is a watcher, and I am a watcher.

Her strength is my future.

Great, I have another choice besides the loa god. "

"Choice? I think courting death is almost the same."

Sakir complained:

"The end of the road is self-destruction, and Elune is too generous to her own chosen to bear this blessing. Neither will you!

Ah man.

No matter how powerful a man is, he will eventually bow his proud head in front of beauty. It seems that you like this kind of girl who is strong in all aspects. Tsk tsk, she has a unique taste. "

"I can't wait to strangle her! You call this liking? You have a unique taste. Cut the nonsense and hurry up!"

Bu Laike scolded, and Sakir began to drain his life force with a grin.

At the same time, Maiev had already arrived at the place where N'Zoth was, but when the Moon Night God of War stepped into this void holy land, his heart was half cold.

She saw N'Zoth standing in the holy place.

The body of the ancient god is so filthy, the tentacles of flesh and blood are rooted in the ground, and the whole is like an eggplant that has been torn apart.

Huge eyeballs exist in the center of the body, but the head is torn apart and the inside is filled with corrupted blood that churns like magma. Black bone spurs penetrate the disgusting skin. Outside the shell full of pustules and eye stalks, there are layers of Layer upon layer of pure void.

Its body is as majestic as the world tree, but it is full of an illusory feeling.

The big eyeballs turned to look at Maiev in the flesh and blood, and the moonlight battle suit outside Maiev's body was impacted by just staring, causing ripples to swirl.

But what exists here is not the physical entity of N'Zoth, but the projection of its fallen will derived from the power of the void, perhaps called thoughts.

It's also part of N'Zoth.

It is the thinking of the ancient god that has been embodied, but beheading this thing cannot kill the ancient god.

"Who would have thought that the cage that bound me became my barrier, what an irony."

N'Zoth can still joke.

After seeing that Maiev finally came to the "Land of Truth", the Corruptor, with a tone of appreciation and scrutiny, stirred his fallen voice back and forth in this Holy Land of Void.

"I may lose Ny'alotha today, and the fallen city will not be able to wake up, but losing is not a sin, the generous gods have sent my most proud voters to my eyes.

You will serve me in the end, and you will wash the whole world with the glory of the Dark Empire.

come on.

Drown in the warm void in this sanctuary of truth, don't flee the ring of stars, you can't leave. Your moonlight is dimmed and your eyes are closed.

This will be your eternal home. "

The incarnation of N'Zoth's will let out a deep laugh, and in its words, the door to the outside world was slowly closing with purple-black tentacles dancing wildly.

The whole of Ny'alotha began to tremble, and the city of Obsidian was crumbling. It seemed that the earth-shaking self-destruction would seal this place from the material world forever.

N'Zoth destroyed his holy city with his own hands, but it wasn't mad.

Once the fulcrum of Ny'alotha in this demiplane collapses, it means that the door to return to the material world can no longer be opened from here, and Maiev will be trapped here forever.

She will fall into the void itself.

She was determined enough, but N'Zoth had countless hours to corrupt her, transform her, and eventually turn her into another of his Corruptor Chosen.

It has learned the lessons of that ridiculous agreement with Azshara.

This time, it will shape its own "World Destroyer" with its own hands, just like it corrupted Deathwing, it will slowly complete this "masterpiece".

"My faith belongs to Elune, don't think about it!"

Maiev, who realized that she was about to fall into desperation, did not collapse.

On the contrary, in her anger, she gathered the power of Moon Night God of War, turned it into an incomparably huge starlight and moonfire, and ruthlessly bombarded the consciousness incarnation of N'Zoth in front of her.

The Corruptor didn't hide, and it couldn't hide from it, which was rooted here.

But it didn't want to hide either.

Instead, he let the starlight, moonlight, and fire shatter its incarnation of consciousness. In the collapse of fallen thoughts, countless fragments turned into a storm of black light, howling and enveloping the weak Maiev.

"Ny'alotha will sleep again today."

N'Zoth's voice sounded again.

"The Awakened City will awaken in your soul. The galaxy loses its stars, the black moon rises from the void, the root of corruption has been planted, and the star ring will eventually turn into flesh.

Sleep, my chosen, when your black eyes open, Azeroth will tremble.

Dreams, matter, the whole world."

"Elune, please forgive me."

Maiev, who had released all the power of the Moon Night God of War and was weak, half-kneeled on the ground. She didn't care about the fallen storm gathering around her. She closed her eyes and let go of the thorn knife wheel in her hand.

She said softly:

"I will serve you with pure faith in the end, may I be able to shine like a star."

She let the last power of the black moon in her body churn, no longer restrained, like an increasingly unstable divine bomb, if she couldn't eradicate N'Zoth's corruption of the world, she might as well destroy its corruption here Sanity, forcing it to go back to sleep.

least.

At least it can buy more time for her world.

just a pity

Even in the end, he is still alone.

"boom"

Maiev, who was preparing for the final blow, suddenly heard a loud noise and N'Zoth's angry roar.

She looked back blankly.

I saw the impact of scorching magic energy blasting away the sealed flesh and blood.

In the anxiety of turning everything into ashes, a familiar figure strode forward with a sword in hand. Just like the first encounter in the ancient but still flashing memory 10,000 years ago, the divine soldiers rescued her in distress.

This moment is just like that moment.

(end of this chapter)