The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Vashj and Kael'thas were dumbfounded, especially Kael'thas who was extremely frightened. Damn it, I was so naive that I dared to cause trouble for this great being.

The earth shook, mountains collapsed, the wind and clouds surged, and countless snowflakes developed into snow tornadoes with every blow from Zhao Yuanlang.

The Thousand Maws - Yogg-Saron used his tentacles and his mouth to continuously wrap around and bite Zhao Yuanlang's body, but sadly found that he could not break through the defense.

With Zhao Yuanlang's powerful grab, the Thousand Maws Demon - Yogg-Saron's entire body was pulled out of the ground and held in the sky by Zhao Yuanlang's hands. Countless energies flowed out from the ground, turning into liquid, crystal clear, forming a large pit, just like the Well of Eternity ten thousand years ago.

"Damn Titan, how dare you? You will hurt Azeroth like this, and it will take longer for it to wake up." Yogg-Saron, the Thousand Maws, struggled frantically.

"So what? I don't care. Even if he can't awaken, what does that have to do with me? This is my food. Stop talking nonsense."

"No, no, no! You can't do this, my lord! I surrender to you, please! Spare me!" The Thousand-Mawed Demon - Yogg-Saron was frightened and begged for mercy quickly.

But Zhao Yuanlang remained unmoved. As Zhao Yuanlang's hands became stronger and stronger, he tied a knot on the tentacles of Yogg-Saron, the Thousand Maws. Then Zhao Yuanlang became even bigger, standing upright, and stuffed the pill-sized Yogg-Saron, the Thousand Maws, into his mouth.

Everyone stared in shock as the former ancient god was eaten alive.

Zhao Yuanlang burped, looked at the small Well of Eternity below, bent down, and began to greedily absorb the pure energy.

Illidan felt a great pain in his heart. That precious energy, that fascinating energy! The same was true for Dashiqi and Kael'thas. They all felt great pain in their hearts.

But they could not do anything. They could only watch Zhao Yuanlang drink it all in one gulp. Then, with a wave of his hand, he sealed the energy that was trying to be released, and casually moved a mountain to cover the place.

The wind stopped, the snow stopped, and Zhao Yuanlang's body began to gradually shrink, and then fell in front of Kel'Thuzad and Anub'arak.

Kel'Thuzad and Anub'arak took several steps back in fear, and Zhao Yuanlang smiled grimly.

Kel'Thuzad was the first to wake up and fell to his knees: "Great Being, Commander of the Burning Legion, spare my life!"

Anub'arak finally reacted and quickly knelt on the ground. His huge body and small head trembled constantly.

"Okay, I know your intention, but thank you for bringing me here. I'm very satisfied with the meal. I'll spare your life and take me to find Ner'zhul." Zhao Yuanlang floated directly onto Anub'arak's back.

"Yes, yes, yes! My lord!" The two of them stood up tremblingly, and then Anub'arak faithfully served as a good mount and walked towards the Frozen Throne.

Soon, they arrived. At this moment, countless undead creatures were fighting with Illidan's army at the gate of the Frozen Throne.

With the arrival of Zhao Yuanlang, the fighting stopped instantly. They stood in clear lines, especially Illidan, who knelt on the ground trembling.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't even take a look, he just flew forward and smashed the door of the Frozen Throne to pieces. While everyone was puzzled, Zhao Yuanlang came out holding the ice coffin of Ner'zhul.

"I! The commander of the Burning Legion, the incarnation of Sargeras, will tell you today that the Burning Legion never kills, but only to annihilate the ancient evil god, Ner'zhul. Betraying the Burning Legion, creating the Undead Scourge, and causing great suffering to all living beings, you deserve death!"

"No, no, no! My lord! Spare my life!"

Zhao Yuanlang ignored Ner'zhul's plea for mercy, and swallowed Ner'zhul along with his ice coffin.

Countless dead creatures did not die. They regained consciousness and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Even Kel'Thuzad and Anub'arak felt relieved.

Zhao Yuanlang ignored them. A huge portal appeared in front of him. The energy it released was frightening.

Soon, two people who looked exactly the same walked out of the portal.

"Welcome me? Or welcome us?" Zhao Yuanlang smiled.

"Is there any difference between us?" Zhao Yuanlang's benevolent clone, the Sun God - Sang, smiled.

"You are me, I am you, and we are both him." The obsessed clone - the Emperor smiled.

On the other side of the portal, Zhao Yuanlang's real body appeared there, and the picture was quite blurry. That was because Zhao Yuanlang's real body was too strong, so the portal became unstable and was affected by energy shock.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, evil corpse. I let you appear in Azeroth for a purpose. You should know that the good corpse and the corpse holder have already passed by. I don't need to tell you what to do."

"The main body is really cold and cruel. I know what to do."

"very good."

The portal closed instantly, and the three corpses of Zhao Yuanlang floated in the air. Then they spoke at the same time: "Kel'Thuzad, Anub'arak, you continue to guard Northrend and wait for my orders. As for Illidan, lead your men back to Outland. You are not needed here."

"Yes, sir!" Everyone knelt on the ground.

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Of course, the situation in Northrend was seen by those who were interested, that is, the guardian dragons. Malygos saw Zhao Yuanlang killing the evil god of the valley, and he ran away immediately and summoned other tribesmen. They were very uneasy, and they began to summon the humans, elves and orcs of Kalimdor.

Oh my God! Not long after they defeated Archimonde, the big boss's three clones came. How can they continue to play? They might as well just surrender.

Jaina's attitude was strange, because Arthas was whitewashed. He did not kill his father, did not invade Quel'Thalas, and did not destroy Dalaran. Of course, as the incarnation of the Dark Titan, he was also evil. His subordinates pretended to obey his orders but actually disobeyed them, causing pain to the world, so some accounts were held against him.

However, he was not the mastermind after all, he was just deceived.

The five dragon kings, Nozdormu the Eternal, Alexstrasza the Life-Binder, Kalecgos the Spellcaster, Ysera the Awakener, and Malygos the Spellweaver, spoke together: "We don't know whether what they say is true or not. We can't hand the world over to them. After all, he slaughtered the Pantheon and killed his compatriots. We need to prepare for war!"

Thrall, Malfurion, Tyrant, and Jaina were all silent. They saw no hope. How could they prepare for war? They could easily break mountains and turn the world upside down with a single blow. What a joke! Could this be stopped?

"No matter what, let's wait and see what happens. If they really rush for the Old Gods, we will have a chance when they are both defeated!" said the Eternal Nozdormu slowly.

"What do you see in time?" asked Alexstrasza the Life-Binder puzzled.

"I can't see anything. They are too powerful and have escaped from time and space."

"Too."

"That's it, let's focus on them first. It would be great if Nefarian hadn't betrayed us!"

"Shut up!" Spellweaver Malygos became furious when he heard the name!