Stratholme God

Chapter 293 Ner'zhul's Multiple Choice Questions (2 more)
Khadgar didn't dare to hide the truth from Antonidas, and immediately sent the message back magically, but instead choked Old Anzi.

"What? You said that you found [Book of Medivh] being watched by the enemy, and you thought there was a super-advanced ghost in Dalaran, so you brought a fake copy here? Then the enemy is very powerful, so it's best not to pursue it, because you Prepared a trap long ago?"

Khadgar didn't dare to report McDonnell's name, after all, it would be disgraceful to talk about it--Mage did not seek 'ordinary people' beforehand, but did not seek Dalaran, which would cause conflicts.

Khadgar could only smile bitterly: "Now the book is in Wyrmrest Temple, very safe."

He dared not mention Ysera's name, and he was afraid too.

This time, it was obvious that the inner ghost cooperated with Ner'zhul to take the action himself, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why Ner'zhul found the storage point so accurately and broke the protective magic so easily without alarming the Kirin Tor Council.

Here, so what if Antonidas is shaking and cold?

Speaking of which, it's not that I have twenty or five sons in my family! ?
He also had to accept Khadgar's favor, who helped him point out that there was at least a high-ranking mage in Dalaran who was the ghost.

Lao Anzi pretended to be furious, and sent a large number of men to search for the thief, but he didn't send anyone to the point.The opponent is a powerful orc shaman whose strength is suspected to be close to the demigod level. When a high-level mage encounters it, he will deliver food.

It's more like it's over.

No one knew that on the vast sea across the north-south strait of the continent of the Eastern Kingdom, a group of orcs were sitting on a wyvern they got somewhere.

Subtle changes have taken place in history.

With his left hand tightly holding the red dragonskin book that seemed to be burning, Ner'zhul, who abandoned the army to do private work, was so happy that the corners of his mouth seemed to be grinning to the ears.

"With it, with it, I can get rid of that damn demon ruler..."

There are so many orc traitors, and the more intelligent bosses are more shameless than the last. However, the orc tradition is to believe in shamans, or blindly. Everyone believes that Ner'zhud is highly respected and will not cheat them like dogs.

As a result, the result of this orc invasion is bound to be a rollover.

Ner'zhul visited Dalaran in a whirlwind manner. As soon as he got the item, he immediately went into the portal of darkness without saying a word, and said: "I'll go back to 'our world' first, I have more important things to do .”

Ironically, none of the chiefs felt wrong.

Ner'zhul was jointly invited by them to be used as the banner, and no one really regarded him as the great chief.Ner'zhul, who was originally a mascot, withdrew, so what's the problem?
A group of chiefs discussed how to break the situation, but Ner'zhul, who had returned to Draenor, fell into a nightmare.

Hurrying back to the old lair of Shadowmoon Valley, Ner'zhul turned back his younger brothers, saying that he was going to dance to the Great God, heck, it was to communicate with the ancestors, and it might last for several days.

This is a very common thing for the shaman of the magic stick profession.

Ner'zhul jumped headlong into the pit like this, and sprinkled a handful of soil for himself by the way.

The terrifying magic circle on the book cover did not frustrate Ner'zhul at all.Orc shamans probably won't be able to create elaborate magic circles. Orcs, a race with rough character, are destined to be unable to do fine tricks.

When it comes to destroying, whether it's physical or legal, orcs are very good at it.

A series of operations that a group of shaman boys couldn't understand even if they watched it on the spot, such as beheading animal heads and burning yellow paper, using wolf blood and other operations. After three days, Ner'zhul finally broke through the magic circle above.

As soon as the book cover was opened, a gust of evil spirit rushed out.

Medivh's virtual image appeared on the front page, warning: "Khadgar? If it were you, please don't open my note. It contains some evil creatures that I encountered during my travels in the astral world. Don't! Don't Open it! There is not only a seal, but also a passage to another world. You must not open it if you have not mastered the magic of interstellar teleportation."

Never!absolute!
The words drove Ner'zhul mad.

He couldn't wait and opened the second page carefully.

He immediately discovered that the above text was obviously not the common language used by humans in Azeroth, but a text called Latin.

Even if he couldn't read it, Ner'zhul could understand it with a force that pierced his soul - if you want to understand Latin, dance the Latin dance first.

Latin legends are also attached below.

This scene was too brutal, Ner'zhul, who was eager to run away, still gritted his teeth and followed suit...

Just when he was in pain, he suddenly found that his soul, no, it was his spirit that was pulled into the dream by a powerful gray-black spiritual force that suddenly sprang out from the book.

There was a haze in front of my eyes, and there was billowing black smoke everywhere.

The icy mist brushed against Ner'zhul's skin, sending goosebumps down his spine.

There seemed to be a voice in my ears, a bit like a female orc on the ancient high mountain in the morning mist mournfully telling her missing her partner in front of the tomb. Ao Zu felt very uncomfortable trembling.

The fog gradually dissipated, and a fork in the road appeared.

The left and right roads look exactly the same, the difference is that the sign on the left says [Silent Hill] in the common language, and [Raccoon City] on the right.

"What is this place?" Ner'zhul was startled, he found that he had lost his staff, and the most uncomfortable thing was that his shaman elemental power had disappeared, and his body was empty.His body is so weak, just like those useless orc laborers who will die violently on the side of the road at any time.

"Must I choose one?" Ner'zhul realized something was wrong.

"I choose [Silent Hill]!" Almost as soon as he thought about it, the picture in front of him began to pass quickly, and an irresistible force pulled him past.

"No! I don't—" Ner'zhul was startled, struggling to resist the force.

He looked like a cub who drove the wrong side of the highway on the earth and had to back out.

I don't know if it's the most beautiful in the audience, anyway, a surge of overwhelming force came from Ner'zhul's back, smashing Ner'zhul into pieces.

Pain came from every corner of the back.

Ner'zhul could clearly feel that his shoulder blades were like pieces of chocolate that had been smashed, and at the same time, countless sharp objects pierced through the muscles of his back, and finally the back of his head.

Ner'zhul is dead.

He didn't realize until his death that it was actually a car accident.

He didn't know that at this moment in the void, more than ten thousand sand sculpture players who watched this scene cheered together.

[Someone passing by]: "First Blood!"

[The little demon goes and comes]: "Hahaha!"

【Ze Ru Shi Yu】: "Give me the money quickly! I'll force him to die suddenly within 1 minute."

At this moment, 【08a】turned his head: "Which idiot was killed by reversing at a highway fork. You are also a ruthless person if you have this kind of experience. Don't you know that even if nothing happens, 12 points will be deducted?"

[A coquettish person like me] raised his hand, weakly: "My clone backed up in Raccoon City full of zombies, and was hit by an oil tanker."

Everyone: "..."

【08a】: "Oh, it's all right."

In the picture, Ner'zhul was in a trance for a while, and he was terrified to find that he had come to a fork in the road again.

[Raccoon City] or [Silent Hill]?
(End of this chapter)