Stratholme God

Chapter 1446

The sky is slightly bright.

A hazy city stands on top of the ruins of Uldum, which is almost the southernmost tip of the Kalimdor continent.

This city in the purple-black mist seems to be a desolate and uninhabited ghost town.

Looking at it from a distance, I can vaguely see a few trees with teeth and claws.The obelisk erected on the side of the road is probably the landmark building of this ghost city.

Except for the eyeball relief on the obelisk, it seems that when the eyeballs turn occasionally, there are no traces of any living things, as if this is a lonely world.

Azeroth is so big that if a similar scene is placed in any other place, it will be regarded as a mirage.

This time it's a little different.

The arcane brilliance suddenly flickering on the ruins of Uldum, as well as the sharp explosion of elements, broke the silence between heaven and earth.

Xuan'ao's space magic is like a sharp machete, tearing apart the tricks of the ancient gods, breaking through the seemingly thin space barrier, revealing the whole picture of the huge capital behind the mist.

"Enemy attack!"

The ancient language of the Faceless echoes around the gates of the Waking City of Ny'alotha*.

In the purple gully near the gate of the city, which is theoretically a moat, two huge translucent tentacles full of illusion suddenly rose up, blocking the incoming arcane light group.

The arcane energy group the size of a car exploded under the resistance of the defense system, turning into huge fireworks one by one.

In the ruins of Uldum, the sound of rustling footsteps gradually became the loud noise of galloping thousands of horses and horses.

Figures gradually emerged from the morning mist.

A burly faceless man three stories tall stood at the gate of Ny'alotha, staring into the distance, letting the chilly morning wind blow through the gap between the tentacles of its chin.

There is a line of soldiers swarming in the eyes, and a huge number of troops are heading towards Ny'alotha. The number is so large, it is like a huge swarm of insects.

However, this is not a bug, this is a Faceless Man almost identical to the Faceless Man guarding Ny'alotha.

"Traitor——" the faceless general's hoarse roar fully expressed its anger.

That's right!

The first batch of people who came to kill them were the Faceless Men traitors who had been brainwashed by the Cult of the Dirty God, turned their guns and rushed to N'Zoth's face.

What is face slapping?

This is a slap in the face!
The Faceless Men scattered in the crevices and small spaces of various spaces were actually brainwashed by the enemy! ?

This kind of shit can even be traced back to the era when the dark empires attacked each other earlier in the "Battle of the Masters" against the ancient gods. The faceless man is a good thing. The other ancient gods saw it and thought it was a good thing, and then brainwashed it He became his own thug.

It's okay to be brainwashed by other ancient gods, but what is it to be brainwashed by dirty gods?
This is what humiliates and annoys the Faceless Generals the most.

Tens of thousands of Faceless Ones fought like army ants of different tribes. They launched a fierce charge and collided fiercely along the border of Ny'alotha city.

In the opening scene, each other shoots passionately with terrible dark magic.

The black light cannon hit the skin on the opposite side, and the countless tentacles were instantly scorched black, exploded and splashed away.

Immediately, the huge tentacles like battering rams whipped the enemy non-stop.

To the naked eye, there is no difference between these two groups of Faceless Men.

On the spiritual level, the completely different mental fluctuation colors of the two sides are the best friend-or-foe identification system.

The brilliance of spiritual power emanating from N'Zoth's Faceless Man is a purplish black.

What pollutes the gods is... the colorful black!
cough cough!In fact, black can be divided into more than 200 kinds from light to deep.Ordinary people can't tell the difference with the naked eye, but it doesn't mean that the faceless people can't tell the difference.

N'Zoth's dogs yelled and lashed out at the traitors with tentacles that were as sharp as a hacksaw.

The traitors hit back, too.

In the distance, a Faceless General sneered, "Superficial!"

Not to mention it, even the certain Erwu Naga, who was secretly observing the battle situation, was also worried.

The Faceless Man who controls the opponent turns to attack the opponent. It sounds beautiful, but what actually consumes is not the Faceless Man, but the mental power of the attacking party.

Mind control is definitely quite mind-consuming.

Basically, at the end of the fight, the side with the stronger quality and quantity of mental power will definitely win.

When the Faceless Men were fighting fiercely, the former leader of the Dirty God [Junchen Tianya] on the alliance side taught the juniors: "Manipulating the opponent's Faceless Men to attack the ancient evil gods, there are always natives in the alliance saying that I am too hasty. I feel that no matter how high our pollution is, we can't last. Tell you, this is wrong."

A group of newly promoted believers stretched their necks, listening to the teachings of the former leader.

"Let's talk too hastily. If you are too hasty and the other party lacks lubrication, it will undoubtedly cause pain. That is too hasty. But think about it, if you are a goblin, it doesn't matter. Right! We turn pollution into daily life, so what are we talking about exhaustion of mental power?"

All the believers suddenly realized that there is a difference between acting too hastily and acting too hastily.

[Jun Muqi]: "Besides, we don't need to instigate the whole process against each other."

He snapped his fingers, and the Union bombardment came.

"call out--"

At the end of the sky, countless 'shooting stars' pierced the sky.It looks like the shell is just moving slowly through the air.

But the slowness is just an optical illusion, the closer you get, the faster the shells fall.

Terrible barrages screeched across the sky over the ruins of Uldum, and some even grazed the tops of some towers, bringing up a gust of wind.

When the 400mm justice crashed to the ground, countless tentacle stumps were blown up all over the sky.

The exaggerated mental impact produced when thousands of faceless people died collectively formed a terrible grudge, which repeatedly washed away in the mental circuit between the faceless people.

The screams of the dying and the panic before death turned into a terrifying spiritual torrent, attacking the minds of the Faceless Men's generals.

Just at this time, the followers of the Dirty God, who had mastered the essence of infantry coordination, began to attack collectively.Sitting on tanks and armored vehicles, they rushed over quickly, launching a mental invasion to the target they had secretly locked on earlier.

A few seconds later, the faceless generals under N'Zoth were in chaos.

"I love you - Qiumi!"

"7ki7ki sauce!"

These burly faceless generals with tentacles all over their limbs danced the house dance, which was full of weird taste.

Think about it, when a faceless man with a lamprey mouth wears a cloth curtain as an apron and dances with boneless hands and feet [Elysium]...

That style of painting is really disgusting.

Except for the guys from the Dirty God Sect, no normal person can bear the meal.

Fortunately, the filthy gods are more of a role of mental disturbance than a real main attack.Basically interfere, and then help lock the target in the system, and the ship girl will complete the long-range strike across the horizon.

The alliance's offensive was so smooth that Queen Azshara, who was lurking back, was secretly startled.

(End of this chapter)