Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid

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The ghastly-looking Specters rushed out and drowned Drek'Thar in an instant.

The ghosts screamed and bit Drek'Thar's flesh, and the old shaman was caught off guard, and he tried to awaken the power of the ancestors to fight against these ghosts.

But these ghosts continued to affect Drek'Thar, filling his heart with infinite fear.

Just when the old shaman almost gave up his desire to survive and thought he was going to die here, suddenly his whole body became lighter, and the ghosts disappeared without a trace.

"?!"

Drek'Thar looked around in confusion, he noticed that the suspended soul box trembled slightly, as if he was nervous to let it arrest the ghosts.

At this time, the old shaman was startled, and he did not know when a terrifying existence appeared behind him!

Drek'Thar turned around stiffly. It was a huge and wonderful life form, and its body was composed of a bunch of symmetrical geometrical energy crystals. Several symmetrical groups of energy crystals rotate around its center without affecting each other.

This is a being that is completely devoid of the characteristics of flesh and blood, and such a presence can bring holiness or fear.

The life in front of him, it brings endless fear to Drek'Thar, its body is full of the purest shadow energy, making this powerful shaman chief dread, as if just touch it, it will instantly Fried to powder.

It was at this moment that a name flashed in Drek'Thar's mind. It was a legend that he had heard since he was a shaman apprentice. A forbidden existence floated over Shadowmoon Valley. The power of the orcs cannot be touched, not even its existence can be worshipped.

"You are... the Dark Star?!"

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On the deepest terrace of the Dark Temple, Ner'zhul was concentrating on preparing for the teleportation. After many experiments, there were already countless cracks in time and space in the sky around the terrace.

"Finally, the test is completed. As long as the life in the entire temple is sacrificed and the huge energy in the temple is stimulated, my teleportation will be successful..."

Ner'zhul looked at the three artifacts standing in the air in front of him and whispered excitedly, but soon he felt a shock in his heart.

"People's lives are being consumed again. It's the alliance that is attacking the temple. It doesn't matter. It's the same with whoever's life is used. It's just that I have to hurry up."

Just as he said that, there was a loud roar on the road leading to the huge terrace.

"You can't wait! Ner'zhul! I'm back from hell!"

"Drek'Thar? Are you still alive?!"

Through the light of the three artifacts, Ner'zhul couldn't see who was coming, but he could still distinguish the voice, after all, he and the other party had only recently separated.

Taking a few steps to the side, what Ner'zhul saw was the bruised Drek'Thar, standing at the intersection of the upper terrace, dragging the corpse of a demon guard in his hand.

Compared to the low-level demons like little devils and hellhounds, the demon guards are serious demons in terms of strength and status.

"Those **** warlocks caused a lot of hellfire to flow through the Tanaan jungle. Do you think that's not enough? Do you really want our world to fall into the hands of the devil?!"

As he spoke, Drek'Thar threw the Demon Guard's corpse into the abyss beyond the road in disgust, and walked toward Ner'zhul with heavy but firm steps.

"Heh, do you think I care? I'm curious about how you survived. The souls of the Soul Box are full of hatred and curses for orcs. Without an artifact, I dare not approach there."

Drek'Thar himself was extremely surprised that the terrifying Dark Star would spare his life, but at this moment he had no intention to explain this to Ner'zhul.

"Of course you don't care about the world's survival, you only care about your own survival, coward!

I am here to persuade you, and it is precisely to give you a chance to live! If you insist on going on your own way, in the end you will only be waiting for death! You can only survive if you give up this plan! "

Ner'zhul turned a deaf ear to Drek'Thar's admonitions.

"Why don't I think? In my eyes, success is right in front of me."

Drek'Thar waved his hand vigorously and shouted at Ner'zhul.

"You failed! No teleportation! Stop it! Azu! It's all about the Alliance outside!"

"Heh, keep saying this to Gul'dan."

Ner'zhul was disdainful, the magical brilliance between his hands was condensing, and he was about to forcibly open the teleportation at this moment, but at this time Drek'Thar took out a rune stone from his arms and crushed it brazenly.

"click~"

At this time, Khadgar, who had just arrived in the middle of the Dark Temple, was stunned for a moment. He had left a rune stone on all important personnel for the convenience of doing things. At the critical moment, as long as he crushed the rune stone, he could sense it, and immediately teleport to the other side.

"Om~"

The next moment Khadgar appeared beside Drek'Thar.

"Long time no see, Ner'zhul!"

Khadgar saw that Ner'zhul was about to force the teleportation, and immediately started his action.

I saw that with Khadgar chanting a spell, the Eye of Dalaran was separated from Ner'zhul's magic circle and flew back to Khadgar's hands!

One of the three artifacts was lost, and of course the magic circle was destroyed, and Ner'zhul suffered a magical backlash at the first time.

"No!! How could this happen?!"

Ner'zhul shouted reluctantly, and Khadgar said with a smile.

"Of course, the Eye of Dalaran is an artifact of the magical city-state of Dalaran, and theoretically every magister in the Kirin Tor Council has the authority to withdraw it.

Before it was under your control, we had no way to recover it, and now I will help Antonidas the great wizard to recover it instead. "

Hearing Khadgar say this, Ner'zhul's angry eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't understand why he had failed to spy on his fate once through the Eye of Dalaran!

"You've failed, don't struggle anymore."

Khadgar said the same thing, making Ner'zhul take two steps back. At this moment, he seemed to be completely marked as a failure.

Ignoring the lost Ner'zhul for the time being, he seemed to be in a very unstable state, Khadgar decided to bring everyone over, and then decide what to do with this guy.

Khadgar held Atiesh in one hand and the Eye of Dalaran in the other. At this moment, he understood why Ner'zhul was so obsessed with this artifact. The moment I had it, there was indeed a sense of omniscience and omnipotence—the world was in my grasp.

Khadgar's hand holding the Eye of Dalaran shone with intense light, he raised the Eye of Dalaran above his head, the eyeball-shaped gem in the center of the artifact began to shine, and Khadgar's eyes also emitted a mysterious light .

Then, under Drek'Thar's unbelievable gaze, Khadgar stabbed Etiies, who was full of arcane energy, into the stone bricks on the ground.

Thousands of arcane energies "sprinted" along the cracks of the bricks and "sprinted" towards the middle of the Dark Temple as if they had acquired life!

And in the middle of the temple at this moment, in the sight of the coalition forces fighting against demons, countless arcane arrows were born out of thin air from the ground, piercing through those demons in an instant, clearing a path for the coalition forces to advance!

'Ner'zhul's plan has failed, please follow the path I have cleared. ’

Khadgar's voice rang in everyone's ears, and the soldiers of the alliance were all proud and honored in shock. Such a powerful mage was their most loyal comrade-in-arms.

On Fenris' side, some orcs all had the expressions of the rest of their lives, and looked at Fenris with a grateful look.

They were orcs from the old Blackrock and old Raider clans. During the previous battle, he told these orcs the fact that the tribe had lost, persuaded them to surrender and incorporated them.

For these, Turalyon from a distance looked on indifferently, as if he didn't care that Fenris included these orcs.

Because he and Li De have already made up their minds, after getting rid of Ner'zhul, the next target is Fenris.

Although Turalyan and the others all survived, the old former army really died more than 16,000 people!

Everyone still remembers this feud clearly. The goblin and the black dragon were conspiring, Ner'zhul was the planner, and Fenris, who led the army, was also the actual executor. Neither of them could escape.

The coalition forces inside the temple headed for the deepest terrace, and the giant dragons in the sky also felt the huge magical reaction and looked at each other in amazement.

"It's close to the power of the Guardian! In that direction! Let's go!"

The four dragon kings covered the griffin knights and rushed to the deepest part of the dark temple. They encountered many magic interceptions along the way, and they were all cracked by the dragon kings one after another.

In the end, everyone gathered on the terrace. The ground was full of allied Fenris armies, and the sky was the Griffin Knights and Dragon Kings, not to mention the belated dragon legions.

At this point, Ner'zhul was surrounded by tens of thousands of people and dragons, and in front of him there were only two artifacts that were still suspended in the air.

"Ner'zhul! We have come to judge you!"

Very abrupt, the first to shout this sentence would be Fenris.

The big wolf master has shown the ferocity and cruelty of wolves. At this moment, he finally showed the cunning of wolves. With just one sentence, he seemed to be on the side of justice unknowingly.

Being so "judged" by Fenris, Ner'zhul not only did not feel angry, but smiled and took down the Scepter of Sargeras and the Book of Medivh.

"Ner'zhul, don't be delusional! These two artifacts can't save you!"

Khadgar is holding two artifacts, which can be said to be extremely majestic at this time.

Ner'zhul ignored Khadgar, just babbled. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Fenris, how much can you do for your race? Even if you make yourself a two-faced villain?

It seems that you are indeed better suited to be this warchief than me...

In that case, I'll give you a great gift! "

While speaking, the book of Medivh held in Ner'zhul's hand lit up, and the old guy then chopped down the scepter of Sargeras!

A vast torrent of magic poured down! Khadgar immediately made a countermeasure, and a heavy magic hit Ner'zhul!

"boom!!"

Ner'zhul vomited blood and fell out, but his previous magic had taken effect, and Fenris and his thousands of men had all disappeared!

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