Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1059 155. There is no need to tell the ancient gods any rules of the world! Side by side! --Additional update【35】

"boom"

The blazing white light that once appeared in the Temple of Storms in Kul Tiras once again erupted in the dark temple beneath the desert of Silithus.

Prince Erazmin's engineering skills are indeed much worse than his father's.

This time, the explosion of the downgraded version of the Origin Bomb, both in terms of explosion range and energy impact level, was more than one level weaker than the bomb made by King Mechagon himself.

However, C'Thun chose to face Black in the center of his cage, creating an unexpectedly useful confined space for the bomb to explode.

Under his command, Black's Spirit of Vengeance carried the Origin Bomb and almost rushed into C'Thun before detonating it. The temple used to hold the ancient god's fallen body was only that big.

The moment the light of return to the source broke out, the pirate's spirit of revenge was submerged in the wash of energy. She dissipated completely within a second, and the surrounding white light continued to be reflected and gathered by the closed temple walls.

Let C'Thun's huge, fleshy, pustule-like body covered with eyeballs and tentacles be completely submerged in the light.

The low and painful roar centered on the temple, and instantly turned into a violent and brutal spiritual shock that enveloped the entire ruins of Ahn'Qiraj.

The terrifying spiritual power of the ancient god solidified in the outside world, and a giant sandstorm that had never been seen in a century was instantly set off inside and outside the Beetle Wall, shrouding everyone in the chaotic battlefield.

Death lords like Ravencrest felt that various illusions appeared in front of their eyes, and weak little stars were even directly caused to fall from the sky by the ancient god's spiritual impact.

As if she was stupid, she howled and threw herself into the sandstorm below. She was so frightened that Sai Anne immediately gave up her opponent and rushed into the sand to rescue her princess.

Odin's shield girls have always been proud of their iron will, but only after they were truly shocked by the spirit of the ancient god did they realize a cruel reality.

Their proud will is like a piece of paper in front of such a corrupt power.

The shield maidens were defeated in an instant. If the Paladins and Kaldorei elites had not come to their aid in time, these brave she-wolves would have been torn apart by the violent swarm of insects because they were unable to resist.

Old man Sakir tried his best to resist the mental impact.

But he lost all his demons, and the dark soul forged by evil energy could not withstand the corrupted majesty of the ancient gods. Those bastards changed their stance in an instant, joined the insect swarm crazily and attacked Sakir, but were killed one by one by the old man.

Holding the blood-stained magic sickle, he reluctantly executed two of his apprentices with his own hands.

The moment they were struck by the ancient god's will, they showed signs of depravity. Seeing that a third eye was about to grow on the face of his crying disciple, the old man had to destroy it with ruthless hands.

Kill their bodies, and their souls can survive in the soul stones, but if left alone, they will soon fall into corruption and be twisted into monsters.

"Sin Monument! I need a Sin Monument! I want it now!"

The Initiator looked at the battlefield where people were overwhelmed.

He looked at the swarms of insects that became more and more violent under the influence of the dark will, and then looked at the paladins who were struck by the void but showed no weakness.

The sin monuments behind the Holy Light Walkers are shining, and the materialized sins have drawn away the darkness of the soul, allowing the Paladins to maintain the purity of their souls when facing the temptation of the void.

Although their attack movements were also slowed down by C'Thun's mental impact, compared to others around them who had lost their combat effectiveness, their performance was perfect.

He knew that after today's battle, the sin monument made by his evil apprentice Blake would become the "standard equipment" for warriors who are determined to defeat evil.

This gadget has perfectly proven the meaning of its existence.

Blake's vigorous promotion was the right choice. The evil conspiracy he placed on the Sin Monument has been launched. In the future as far as he can see, no force can stop the Sin Monument from selling well.

"Black is already at war with the Ancient God! C'Thun has been hit hard and it is fighting with all its strength!"

The old lich, who also carried the Monument of Sin without being affected, leaned on the staff of the guardian and summoned three extremely cold ice meteors from the sky to hit the ground, creating a wall of ice before the insect swarm attacked.

He turned back to Faao and his paladins, who were trying their best to heal the wounded beside him and shouted:

"You who own the Sin Monument are not afraid of the impact of the void. Now! Take your holy objects with you. I will teleport you to the temple. You must go to aid him.

Under C'Thun's command, these bugs went crazy.

The battle must be ended as soon as possible! "

"I am coming too!"

Idiot Fenner wiped the blood on her face.

She threw the humming troll sword in her hand to the Mograine knight beside her, and took out the Ashbringer and Quel'Sera and carried them behind her back.

She shouted:

"I want to challenge the ancient gods to prove my courage! Why are you still standing there? Meri, teleport quickly!"

"This time it will be more intense"

The old lich estimated the direction of the wave of mental shock just now, and said to the people in front of him:

"You guys get ready."

"The coordinates are wrong! You will send them directly to C'Thun. Who did you learn the teleportation magic from? Was your mentor a swordsman before teaching you?"

Old man Sachiel teleported through the Devil's Gate, grabbed the old lich who was about to teleport, and scolded:

"The transmission direction extends three scales downward from the source point, offset by six nodes in the seventh quadrant, and is transmitted using a curve formula. Don't forget that the power of the ancient gods will offset space.

You must add an advance amount to offset spatial interference to ensure that the landing point remains accurate within a small range. "

The old lich glanced at the skull with a burning head next to him in surprise. He didn't expect that this strange guy actually had such a hand.

Although he was reluctant to admit his mistake, Merry knew that Thakir's reminder was correct. It seemed that the mental impact of the ancient god had interfered with his calm thinking.

Well, yes, it must be so!

It was all because of C'Thun's influence that he would not make such a stupid mistake.

"Buzz"

The teleportation technique that recalibrated the position was released, and a group of people were sent from the ground into the underground amidst Fenner's roar of fighting spirit.

The idiot warrior felt a little dizzy in front of her eyes, like a delay. After she resumed her thinking, she moved her body and felt very confused.

Is the ground of this C'Thun Temple soft?

Or did he hit someone when he fell?

"Have you gained weight recently? And, can you get off of me?"

Black's helpless voice came from Fenner's butt, and the stinky pirate said faintly:

"Who sent you here? He must have made me look embarrassed on purpose, right?"

"Haha, I promise, this is an accident."

Fenna jumped up, smiled awkwardly, and pulled up her stinky brother who had been knocked down by her and fell to the ground.

Just now, Blake rushed out of his hiding place and was about to check on C'Thun. However, as soon as he emerged from a flashing jump, Finna smashed him on the head.

Even if Maiev comes, she will definitely not be able to avoid this situation.

Mainly because there was no warning and it was too sudden.

"You guys, get out of the way!"

Blake moved his neck and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a powerful force gathering next to him. He turned his head and shouted at Old Man Faol, Dathrohan, and Uther.

The three people immediately moved out of the way reflexively.

The next second, blazing colorful lights burst out at their original position, and with the explosion of lightning, the huge King of War Odin walked out of the rainbow bridge holding his lightning spear Gangnir.

So suspenseful.

Fa'ao couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

They almost caused a teleportation accident just now. If they hadn't gotten out of the way, the three of them would have been crushed in an instant with Odin's weight and the energy that ripped apart the space when the rainbow bridge took effect.

"Why are there so many people?"

The moment the King of War appeared, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the presence of so many people on his battlefield.

Odin is a very stylish guardian. He never likes to share his enemies with others, not to mention that the person in front of him is C'Thun, an ancient god and the enemy of the Titans.

Among the four ancient gods of Azeroth, Y'Shaarj, the Seven Evils who was the only one to die in battle, was crushed to death by the leader of the Pantheon, Lord Aman'Thul.

As a servant of the Pantheon, if he could personally defeat an ancient god, it would be the most glorious victory in Odin's long life as a guardian.

none of them!

"C'Thun is ahead, Lord of War."

Blake pointed to the place ahead that had just been washed away by the Origin Bomb and sealed by the Titan Cage that had all the cold air dispersed. He shouted:

"I have used my power to break C'Thun's self-protective fallen shell for you. Now that evil bastard has nowhere to escape. For the sake of the protected world, it must be killed.

As for us

We are just here to appreciate the power of the Titan Guardians and to cheer you on in your battles. "

"I'm not stupid."

The one-eyed guardian shook his head. He strode towards the sealing place of the ancient god in front of him and said:

"If you want to fight, then fight. I will not refuse help from mortals. In this way, you can also draw courage and strength from this glorious victory.

C'Thun is just the beginning.

There are more difficult challenges ahead.

Come with me!

Warriors, fight against the evil fallen god together and complete the perfect blueprint planned by the Titans for this world! Roar! C'Thun! Die! "

As Odin roared, he swung the lightning spear in his hand and easily chopped apart the fallen tentacles extending from the passage in front of him.

Those tentacles, covered with evil eyeballs and black sucker barbs, should have been absolutely insane and depraved things, but instead they were like squid tentacles on an iron plate.

The burned pits were still emitting weird white smoke and black gas.

It even has a hint of roasted meat.

The explosion of the return-to-origin bomb just now did cause C'Thun to suffer real damage.

Facing the appearance of the guardian Odin, the ancient gods, who felt the threat of death, had entered a desperate dilemma where they had to fight for survival.

"Spread out! Must spread out."

Black followed Odin with his black and white swords and moved towards C'Thun's seal. In his hands, he held the Defiler fragment and the Dark Empire Blade taken from Faol.

He shouted to the people rushing behind him:

"Don't look into C'Thun's eyeballs. The Sin Monument will most likely not be able to protect you in that situation. If you are unfortunately swallowed by it, remember not to stay in the gastric juices.

That thing can corrode all power, including the Holy Light. Fuck! "

Before the pirate's reminder could be finished, he felt the shadows around him begin to spin.

An invisible pulling force acted on Blake's body. Amid Fenner's scream, Blake's entire body and the ground beneath his feet were swallowed up and disappeared by the lingering light of darkness.

It's like an invisible giant beast is biting here, and the sharp teeth even tear open the space.

It seems that C'Thun was really angered by the origin bomb that Black detonated before.

Even when facing Odin, the ancient god had to use the power of the void first to swallow the stinking pirate into his fallen body, even if he risked his life and being seriously injured.

It may die at the hands of Odin today, but it will drag Black Shaw to hell with him.

Compared to N'Zoth, who was jumping up and down, hiding in the dark and plotting to corrupt the world, C'Thun behaved very, very low-key.

If the Qiraji hadn't committed suicide and launched the War of Quicksand a thousand years ago, it would have been almost impossible for C'Thun's existence to be exposed to the mortal race.

The Old God's low profile is obviously not because it has changed its mind.

Its unwillingness to participate in the changes in the world and its unwillingness to expand its power like N'Zoth and Yogg-Saron only shows that C'Thun has great ambitions.

It is quietly advancing its own terrible conspiracy.

It has already reached the supreme artifact left by the Pantheon in the world of Azeroth. It just needs a little more time to take the power to destroy the world into its own hands.

But Black, the bastard, ruined its supreme plan. The stinky pirate cruelly took away the Thousand-Eyed Demon's hope of devouring the world. In this case, C'Thun will also take away Black's life.

one for one

What a waste!

"younger brother!"

Fenner watched Blake being swallowed up by the ancient god, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Drawing out the Ashbringer and the buzzing Quel'Sera, who were shining with endless brilliance behind them, he jumped over Odin in front of him three times in a row, slashing forward with both blades, cutting off and burning C'Thun's huge, scorched and damaged tentacles.

"Give my stinky brother back! You ugly monster!"

The stupid warrior roared and slashed wildly.

Her fierce fighting spirit made Odin laugh, and the anger of the shared enemy also dissipated a lot at this moment. A mortal can be so brave in front of the ancient gods, how can she be the king of war? back?

"Wow"

Dazzling lightning burst out, and the Gangerni spear pierced forward, tearing open C'Thun's burned-out fallen shell. Odin swung his fist and hit the eyeball above the Thousand-Eyed Demon's body hard.

The stinky liquid like a bursting bucket spilled everywhere and fell on Odin, corroding the Lord of War's armor and hissing.

Old Man Faao looked at the war between giants and demons in front of him. At this moment, he seemed to be in the myth of creation, and the power given by the Holy Light was erupting.

The power of order also senses that the source of darkness is ahead, and it is calling for the warriors to slay demons and eliminate evil.

The Pope adjusted his priest's robe. The light-cast sacred pattern on his arm shone brightly in this dark place. He raised his staff and made a gesture on his chest.

"If this is the will of the Holy Light, then it is up to us to convey this fiery will."

The triangular holy symbol bloomed behind him, igniting the darkness and filth in front of him.

"Today, the Holy Light will win!"