Azeroth’s Death Track

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Regarding the source of flesh and blood creatures, at the Explorers Association, we have obtained a complete set of traceable explanations and instructions.

The first flesh and blood creatures of Azeroth came from the guardians of the Titan eroded by the curse of flesh and blood. Their rock or steel bodies were corroded by the curse. They forgot the great mission in their hearts, and their minds were truly "free." Thus, in the chaos of the collapse of order, civilization was born.

So from this point, it is not wrong to say that Thousand Throat Demon Yogg-Saron has shaped the civilization of Azeroth. After all, the first batch of flesh curse was spread out by this Thousand Throat Demon. Yes, of course, its purpose is not to build a completely free Azeroth...it has other purposes, but this does not prevent Yogg-Saron from personally shaping the origin of civilization that appears.

Therefore, the history of the era of Azeroth civilization is actually based on a very strange, very bad, and very chaotic basis.

Mortals are not shaped by the gods of justice they believe in; instead, they were born in the most depraved evil.

If it is described in the same tone as the **** stick, then it should be...

The birth of flesh and blood is full of the original sin of rebellion!

This is also the reason why many believers collapsed in their beliefs, and even eventually joined cult groups like Twilight's Hammer, because they could not accept that they were born... "evil".

Therefore, the current information about the origin of the explorer association is in a sealed state, no matter whether it is in the empire or the confederation, this information is not allowed to be disclosed... This is not a kind of government concealment from the people On the contrary, this is a kind protection.

Of course, this is not the case.

In the deepest part of Ulduar’s inner temple, during the cleaning of the mighty cultists, the passage of an ancient temple that had collapsed by a large half was quickly cleared out. This is the ring in the city of Titan The inner hall to the lower level is also the passage to the deepest hidden secret in the city of Titan.

But from this collapsed gate and passageway, it is not possible to directly enter the real seal of Yogg-Saron, as Gugal said, the deepest Titan cage is from four different guardians. The power is locked, relying on the means of the cultists, it is impossible to break it at all, only to wait for the civilized coalition forces to reopen those seals.

However, this does not mean that these cultists who have entered this place have nothing to do. In fact, they are performing a very important ceremony.

"The space and time in this place are distorted."

Benedict looked back at the passage behind it. A strange power was affecting the place. The stone pillars built during the construction of the passage are all present in the passage in a strange way of "twisting" and "breaking". In the meantime, a part of them seems to be cut by a sharp blade, not connected to each other, and even bent into an "L" shape.

But if you touch those stone pillars, you will find that these pillars are still connected in physical form, just because of the disorder of the space, they seem to have been destroyed.

The same situation also happened at the junction of the ground and the deep hall. Those are like the collapsed stairs destroyed by war. Every place is covered with dangerous space cracks. Just now, two unlucky cultists were careless. Falling into it without even screaming, he was thrown into a **** where the ghost knew where.

When walking in this place, you must be extremely careful. If you are not careful, you will end up dead.

"The last struggles of the guardians caused such a result. (But even if they can manipulate space and time, they still can't compete with the power of Yogg-Saron.)"

Ogre Gujar slowly explained to his companions:

"Void is such a wonderful thing. (It can never be destroyed by the front, in the shadow of its spread, everything will be incorporated into it.)"

"Is this just the void?"

Benedict dismissed Gugal's description and whispered:

"In your eyes, is the void so obvious? It's really disappointing... but it doesn't matter, so, what are we doing here? Stupid waste of time, pinning all hope on those "heroes" ?"

"Of course not! (We have more important tasks!)"

Gujar turned around and stood on the high terrace, looking down on the chaotic ground, sketching a huge circle of cultists, and in front of those cultists, leading to Yogg-Sa On the road of the Long seal, a stone sculpture of a giant creature stands there, just looking at the giant monster spawned in the dark, it will make people feel a call to the abyss...

Obviously, although this prehistoric monster was given a petrochemical seal, it did not actually die.

"That was the most loyal and powerful follower of the ancient gods, the original soul born in the fallen flesh, the most powerful faceless general... (it is called "Carat" "Sith", meaning the ruling monarch, every Krasis is precious, but unfortunately, only the last one is left here.)"

Gujar said regretfully to the Benedicts around him and to the mantis demon resting in the corridor:

"Crassis is the war messenger that bears the will of the ancient gods. (These terrifying and horrible creatures have powerful power and barbaric intelligence. The dark magic they possess can even crush the mind of the Titan Guardian.)"

"For example...Tir, the **** of justice. (Oh, the powerful guardian was surrounded by the two most loyal generals of Yogg-Saron, Klassie and Zakaki, full of darkness and glory. On the way to escape, in the end the guardian had to choose to sacrifice himself to hold down the powerful Krasis.)"

The ogre spread his hands, as if holding the whole world in his arms:

"But what about that? Tyre is still dead... and there is another powerful dark warrior in front of our eyes. (Tell me, Benedictus, how should mortals fight so that we are awakened by us What about the power of darkness?)"

"They can't fight!"

The black bishop stared at General Classis, who was about to be awakened again by the magic of the cultists, even though he was in a petrified state, the appearance of this Crassis was still full of a dark and degenerate atmosphere, its octopus-like Head, tentacles, chaotic and ruinous eyes, fish-like decoration, spider-like twisted limbs behind the huge body, and two claws similar to fish-like claws, and strange monsters derived from the abdomen Claw, this thing is like a monster that twists all the creatures representing chaos together.

It may be the same as its evil master, those ancient gods who feed on the world, should not appear at all...

He shook his head. As a cultist of his own, Benedictas naturally understood what Krasses was and what it represented, and he didn't need the proud ogre Gujar to explain it to him.

Crassis was born in the purest fallen flesh of the ancient gods, and their mastery of dark magic gave them a very strong regeneration ability...that is almost the speed of regeneration that mortals can't imagine. After being killed, these strange and powerful dark lives can still slowly accumulate void energy and eventually return to this world.

And some **** and cruel cult sacrifices can speed up their rebirth. These things are the most terrifying warriors created by the ancient gods. As Gugal said, the once **** of justice Tyr was on both ends of Krasi Si’s siege under the siege has fully demonstrated the power of these monsters.

"They can only wait for the despair to come..."

The black bishop shook his head and said softly to Gujar:

"It seems that you have made a complete plan, then I can rest assured... The ritual of calling and releasing Yogg-Saron will never be disturbed again."

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"I don't like this kind of travel..."

Archbishop Chaldean, who came down from the draenei's spaceship, stood in the fiercest cold wind in the north. The plain black robe he wore was hunted by the wind, compared to years. The image of the young man before, now the archbishop is very thin, he has a short beard, his hair is neatly combed, he holds a black ancient textbook, the golden emblem of the holy light is hung on his neck, let He looks full of a professional compassionate temperament.

At the waist of the archbishop's robe, a purple ceremonial dagger is hung, which is not luxurious or a powerful magic item. According to the archbishop's private statement, this was a gift given to him by an old friend in his early years, and The old friend had already died in the orc war, so it was very commemorative.

In short, if you have to find a "perfect" priest in the Holy Light Church today, then Archbishop Chaldean can definitely top the list.

His private life is almost innocent as the most traditional ascetic monk, and his reputation in the belief kingdom of the Storm Kingdom can even match that of His Majesty Varian the Blood King.

"Such a journey is too tiring and too time-consuming."

The archbishop just complained, and said to himself, behind him, a monk planned to put fur on the bishop, but Chaldeans rejected it.

"I don't need it, my brother."

He smiled at the young monk and said:

"The Holy Light will protect you and me...and this is just a negligible low temperature."

After speaking, behind the Archbishop, some priests with a strong ascetic temperament successively walked down from the draenei spaceship. Some of the priests carried heavy flail in their hands, which was strongly related to their appearance. Does not match.

The identity of these monks is special. It is a new generation of "ash knights" trained by the Holy Light Church according to the "Silver Ash Code" combined with the teachings of the Holy Light. They use the Holy Silver weapons to fight, taking into account sincere faith and excellent martial arts. , They are more like special paladins, but don’t wear armor...

Faith is their strongest armor.

This group of ash monks has proven themselves in the past few years. Their martial arts have strong restraint against all kinds of dark forces, and the secret method of the ash knight's secret practice makes them change in the process of eradicating darkness. It has become more and more powerful. At present, the training method of the ash monk has been promoted to all churches in the entire human empire. It is in the current world form. Such strength enhancement has the support of all kings.

In the cold wind, the archbishop's fingers habitually touched the dagger in his waist, and the lazy dark voice echoed in his heart, just like an old friend.

"So, are you ready to face Yogg-Saron? Chaldee..."

Faced with this problem, Archbishop Chaldean smiled and said softly:

"If I answer no... will you let me leave here?"

"What do you say?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Miss Saratas's voice:

"Do you think I am such a "kind" person?"

"So, I'm ready, but I'm curious, after eating the last flesh and blood essence of C'Thun, have you recovered your strength now..."

The archbishop closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, and the cold deep in the bone marrow made his mind sober. He whispered:

"You know, if you rely solely on my strength, you can't fight Yogg-Saron, I need you, not to mention, we are different from other people who are blinded, we know very well, Tyrion, he won't be like this It’s much harder to deal with him easily than you and I can pass him easily.”

In the face of Chaldean's confession, Miss Saratas gave a pleasant laugh, but made no secret of her viciousness:

"Then you should make all preparations in advance, my Chaldeans, you know, once you fall into Tyrion's hands, you should be very clear, I will not be in my wings because of you. Feng played him head-on before..."

"You and I are walking on a difficult road, and we have seen hope, so don't let me down, Chaldeans, if you are unfortunately left behind, then I will throw you away without hesitation!"

"You know, I have always ignored those who left behind."

"Alright alright."

The Archbishop opened his eyes, and while gently discussing the doctrine of the Holy Light with the monks around him, he replied in his heart:

"That's a shame..."

"I thought we were friends..."

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