Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In Black's view, Maiev, who entered Ny'alotha alone, was already in a "super god" state.

But in fact, she was not relaxed at the moment when she transformed into the Moon Night God of War. The pressure not only comes from N'Zoth's uninterrupted mental attacks after entering this place, but also from the burden of the power of the moonlight on his body.

After learning the secret of the Moon Night War God from a nasty guy 10,000 years ago, Maiev has been tempering herself to adapt to the supreme power bestowed by the Moon God.

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

She has polished herself to the extreme.

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

When Maiev needs it, the moon god will give her power, but taking on the power of the gods in a mortal body is a challenge for anyone.

Elune's power is so pure and powerful that it allowed Maiev to easily win the past battles, but once the battle lasts longer, the growing power of the Moon Goddess will become a terrible burden.

The power of the Moon Night God of War is essentially a divine art, and any divine art requires a carrier.

Maiev's body is the carrier of this punishment power, just like a bucket receiving water flow. After exceeding the limit, no matter how strong the bucket is, it will burst open.

Since entering Ny'alotha, the power of the Moon God has been continuously gathering in Ms. Shadowsong, helping her fight all the way through the Fallen City. Now, she feels overwhelmed.

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

"Your allies are brave, but their eyes are still closed. They cannot see the right path. But you are different, my loyal elect. All eyes will be opened, and you are the first pair."

N'Zoth's vague whisper of the void impacted Maiev's mind. The lingering moonlight helped her resist the corrosion of the void, but it could not stop the voice of the ancient god from ringing in her heart.

Although without any temptation to fall.

But hearing this sound frequently during battle is really annoying.

Maiev is not the "strongest king" in the field of trash talk like the stinky pirates. Her way of responding to provocations is simple and direct.

"boom"

The thorn blade wheel covered with the light of the bright moon swiped past the huge and ferocious void aberration in front of him. The "Luna Railgun" triggered by the swing of the sword was not used by Maiev to attack the small monsters that were constantly growing around him. .

Instead, she gathered them together and formed a bright Lunar Blade, which fell from the sky with precision and ruthlessness, splitting the scarred void will in front of her, called "Wrath of N'Zoth", into two.

Just like a dark mountain suddenly collapsed, it split almost instantly when it collapsed, turning into large tracts of twisted flesh and blood that rushed towards Shadowsong, trying to completely submerge her.

"Back off!"

Maiev scolded, and the eternal stars falling under the Moon Night War God's posture were triggered. The howling moonlight meteorites combined with the blade storm caused by Shadow Song's rotating body and another wave of Lunar Railguns cleared the area in an instant.

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

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

On the battlefield where the void turned to ashes, the Moon Night God of War was panting.

Sweat was dripping from her head, indicating that she was approaching the limit. The impact of moonfire that constantly exploded like water ripples around her body also meant that Maiev could no longer control the growing power of the Moon Night War God in her body.

But she can't give up here.

Every opportunity to incarnate in the moonlit night 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 ancient god's words seemed particularly sincere. As the whisper echoed, a door of flesh and blood opened suddenly on the fallen shell of the mountain of flesh and blood.

That is the road to the Fallen Holy Land where N'Zoth lies.

"You have risen above my men, the place beside me is yours, the way is open, come, walk to the path of truth that leads to power, and gaze upon my true being.

You're doing great, my constituents. "

N'Zoth's voice was tempting, and Maiev, who was wearing a black moon war makeup, pursed her lips. She looked at the road in front of her, and without hesitation, she picked up the moon-covered knife wheel and rushed into that place in the shining moonlight. The door of flesh and blood.

"Very well, my chosen one, you have proven that you are qualified to accept my gift. Such excellent flesh and blood contains endless potential. Enter my kingdom to prove your worth."

What Maiev didn't know was that when she was bombarded by N'Zoth's insistence, Blake, who was hiding on the edge relying on the void coat, was also suffering from N'Zoth's "temptation".

The Corruptor whispered to Black, but the pirate ignored it.

He just frowned, watching Maiev walk into the road leading to Ny'alotha's Void Throne, and then saw the tentacles waving to completely seal the entrance.

Before he came, he knew that this was a trap set by N'Zoth, whose purpose was to capture powerful beings and corrupt them into void believers, but he didn't expect that N'Zoth would play such a big role.

If he wants to trap Maiev, who is now in a super-god state, in Ny'alotha forever, N'Zoth will probably have to pay the price of the collapse of the Holy Land.

damn it!

Another change of home!

Can't you change your tactics? It's the same thing over and over again!

A few seconds later, Black took out the Skull of Thal'kiel that he carried on his belt. The old man who was always chatty in the past was unusually silent this time.

"Don't pretend to be dead!"

Blake shook the skull in his hand wildly and said:

"Give me an accurate answer. Can you blast away this flesh and blood?"

"do not bother me."

Old Man Sachiel lit up the shadow fire in the eye sockets of his skull in displeasure, and screamed:

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

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

This deal seems to be a good one. Although N'Zoth's words were vague, he seemed much more generous than you. I'm thinking about betrayal.

After all, you're not too good to me. "

"Hey, you can raise the price just by sitting on the ground."

Blake sneered and said:

"Do you want me to leave you here? How about you and N'Zoth continue to be brothers? See if the Corruptor will fulfill its promise to you?"

"Can you fucking do deals?"

Thaqir levitated and cursed:

“Shouldn’t it be that I make an outrageous request, you respond to me with an even more outrageous request, and then we negotiate with each other to come up with a proposal that everyone can accept?

Why do you, such a stinky pirate, always play your cards wrong? "

"Then you have to choose a good time!"

Black grabbed Thal'kiel's skull and twisted its eye sockets behind it, allowing it to see the panoramic view of Ny'alotha. He clenched his fist and struck Sakir on the head, cursing:

"Do you think it's appropriate to bargain with me in this damn place? Is your brain broken? How about I replace it with a machine head? The mechanical gnomes I have are very good at their craftsmanship."

"Hey, it's boring."

Old man Sachir made a snort of disdain and said in a long voice:

"My disciple Archimonde will not be as timid and fearful as you. He can come to a place like this when he wants and leave when he wants. You stinky pirate is too mean."

"Let's go!"

Thakier's retort made Blake's anger soar. He simply swung his foot and kicked the useless guy out, then turned around and walked towards the flesh and blood door.

A few seconds later, Thaqir controlled the skull to fly back quickly, flew around Blake, and said coquettishly:

"Oh, don't be angry. How can I, the enlightened person who has met Lord Sargeras, make a deal with the void, the enemy of all things?

It was just a joke, N'Zos can't give me what I want.

Did you just say that you wanted me to blast away this disgusting mass of flesh and blood?

no problem!

I have already calculated that I only need to drain one-third of your life force to blast away this fallen thing. After all, its angry consciousness had been killed by the terrifying woman just now.

What is left here is just a ball of filthy flesh and blood that is about to die.

This is the Holy Land of the Void, and demons cannot enter, so they can only drain your life force.

It might hurt a little.

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

"Good, then get ready."

Blake moved his fingers, took out the long sword and dagger and held it in his hand.

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

Old man Sakir said doubtfully:

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

That is a terrible gift, a power that no mortal can touch. "

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

Blake asked again.

Thaqir was silent for a few seconds, and said with some uncertainty:

“Probably Archimonde.

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

But if she fully mastered this power, or doubled her endurance, Archimonde would probably return in despair. "

"Very good, very accurate description."

Blake nodded with satisfaction and said;

"She has proven that the end of the Watcher's Black Moon Road is the majesty of the Black Moon, showing me the way forward. She is a Watcher, and I am also a Watcher.

Her strength is my future.

It's great, I have another choice besides Loa. "

"Choice? I think it's better to seek death."

Thakir complained:

"The end of this road is self-destruction. Elune is too generous to her chosen people, so generous that they can't bear this blessing. So are you!

Ah, man.

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

"I want to strangle her to death! Do you call this liking it? You have unique taste. Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

Black scolded him, and Thakir laughed strangely and began to drain his life force.

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

She saw N'Zoth standing in the Holy Land.

The ancient god's body was so filthy, with tentacles of flesh and blood rooted in the earth, and the whole thing looked like an eggplant that had been split open.

A huge eyeball exists in the center of the body, but the head has been torn open and the inside is filled with corrupted blood like rolling magma. Black bone spurs penetrate the disgusting skin, and outside the shell filled with pustules and eye stalks, there are layers surrounding it. Layers upon layers of pure void.

Its body is as majestic as the World Tree, but it is full of an illusory feeling.

The big eyeball turned in the flesh and turned to look at Maiev. Just looking at it made Maiev's moonlight suit outside the body be impacted, causing ripples to spin.

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.

This is also part of N'Zoth.

It is the embodied thought of the ancient god, but killing this thing cannot kill the ancient god.

"Who would have thought that the cage that bound me would become my barrier. How ironic."

Nzos can still joke.

After seeing that Maiev finally arrived at the "Place of Truth", the Corruptor, with a tone of appreciation and scrutiny, stirred his voice of corruption back and forth in the Holy Land of the Void.

"I may lose Ny'alotha today, and the fallen city will not be able to awaken, but losing is not a sin. The generous gods have sent my most proud chosen people to me.

You will eventually serve me, and you will eventually wash away the entire world with the glory of the Dark Empire.

bring it on.

Drown in the warm void of this holy place of truth, do not flee from the ring of stars, you cannot leave again. Your moonlight dims and your eyes close.

This will be your eternal home. "

The incarnation of N'Zoth's will let out a low laugh. As it spoke, the door to the outside world slowly closed amidst the dancing purple-black tentacles.

The entire Ny'alotha began to tremble, and the Obsidian city was collapsing, as if earth-shaking self-destruction would permanently isolate this place from the material world.

N'Zoth destroyed his holy city with his own hands, but he was not crazy.

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

She will fall into the void source.

She is determined enough, but N'Zoth has countless time to corrupt her, transform her, and finally turn her into another of his Corruptor Chosen.

It has learned the lessons of that ridiculous deal it made 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 even think about it!"

Maiev, realizing that she was about to fall into a desperate situation, did not collapse.

Instead, she gathered the power of the Moon Night God of War in anger and turned it into an extremely huge starlight and moonfire, which fiercely bombarded N'Zoth's conscious incarnation in front of her.

The Corruptor did not hide, nor could it that was rooted here.

But it didn't want to hide either.

Instead, it allowed the starlight and moonfire to shatter the incarnation of its consciousness. In the collapse of the fallen thoughts, countless fragments turned into a storm of black light, roaring and shrouding the weak Maiev.

"Ny'alotha will sleep again today."

N'Zoth's voice sounded again.

"The awakening city will awaken in your soul. The Milky Way loses its stars, the black moon rises in the void, the root of corrosion has been planted, and the star ring will eventually turn into flesh.

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

Dreams, matter, the whole world.”

"Elune, please forgive me."

Maiev, who was weak after releasing all the power of the Moon Night God of War, half-knelt on the ground. She didn't care about the fallen storm gathering around her. She closed her eyes and released the Thorn Blade Wheel in her hand.

She said softly:

"I will always serve you with pure faith. May I shine like a star."

She allowed the last black moon power in her body to surge without restraint, like an increasingly unstable divine bomb. If she could not eradicate N'Zoth's corruption of the world, she might as well completely destroy its corruption here. Sanity, forcing it back into slumber.

least.

At least it can buy her world more time.

It's just a pity

Even if you get to the end, you are 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.

He saw the impact of scorching magic energy blasting open the sealed flesh and blood.

In the anxiety of everything turning to ashes, a familiar figure strode forward holding a sword. Just like the first encounter ten thousand years ago in the ancient but still shining memory, divine soldiers descended from the sky to save her from danger.

This moment is exactly like that moment.