Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick and old Velen walked in the sea cave that was blocked by Ozumat's body just now. This is the only passage to where N'Zoth is.

The big octopus was guarded by Dick's heroic spirits. Four sun spears pierced its four hearts, and the weight of the entire ocean above it suppressed it. As long as Dick didn't nod, it would never run away.

But walking in the dark tunnel, Dick's face became darker as he got closer.

"Not quite right. Too peaceful."

The paladin muttered to himself, and the prophet asked curiously, "What do you mean? Isn't it calm?"

Dick explained,

"The existence of the ancient gods itself is the infection of the world, so even if they do not take any action, the chaotic force field will become quite active where they are, and will actively infect everything that walks here. Creatures, distorting their bodies and souls, Naga is an example, but now, I can't hear any soul noises, not even the sleep talk of the ancient gods."

"It's so peaceful. If it weren't for the presence of chaotic atmosphere here, this wouldn't be the place where an ancient god is."

"But I can feel the chaos burning my mind!"

Velen said in a low voice, "From the time I discovered the darkness here, to the time I finally walked in here and set up the sealing circle, I could always hear some voices, which were not harsh, but they were a great threat to the soul. , I can persist, but if it is other mortals, I am afraid that within a very short period of time, their hearts will be completely captured."

"That's just the instinctive power of the ancient gods. It didn't take the initiative to attack you, Velen."

Dick moved his fingers and held the epee of order behind him in his hand. The dancing golden light cluster on the blade was like a lantern, illuminating the darkness in front of him, "Enzos and I have seen C'Thun, Yogg-Saron, and even Y'Shaarj's reverberation is different from the madness of Sataras, this guy is a little too quiet."

"Maybe it's just scared, or it's preparing a killer weapon to catch us off guard."

The old prophet speculated, "The biological structure of the ancient gods is something I have never seen before. I can't imagine that there are such creatures in the universe."

"Don't be curious about it! Velen, this is a warning from a friend."

The force field of order around Dick unfolded, including the passage about ten meters ahead. Seeing the sparks generated by the collision of silver flames and chaos, the paladin's voice became low, "Curiosity is not a good thing, especially In the face of creatures like the Old Gods, your curiosity will lure you towards it, or worse, a powerful soul like you, a collectible desired by the Old Gods, and even more terrifying Void Lords, they will Because of your curiosity, it will actively approach you, and then completely destroy everything you are familiar with, and finally completely erase your self."

"You won't even find yourself replaced"

In this environment, Dick's tone was like telling a ghost story, and Velen couldn't help feeling a little chilly in his heart. He asked,

"If this creature is really so terrifying, how can mortals fight it?"

"Confrontation? No, no, no, mortals cannot resist it."

Dick shook his head with a serious face, "Ignorance, this is the best gift the world bestows on mortals. Ignorance protects them and prevents them from uncovering stories and secrets that should not be revealed. The ancient gods are one of these secrets. One, don't be curious, don't inquire, don't ask, don't even know about it forever, stay away from it, live a peaceful life, getting involved with the ancient gods means the beginning of disaster."

"Twilight cultists. Those troublesome cultists, do you see that there is even one normal person among them? No! Those lunatics will hate everything, destroy everything, and disturb everything for no reason. This is what the ancient gods brought to them. What they call a blessing, and it seems to me that they are only the first victims of the existence of the Old Gods, and they will never be the last."

"Here we are."

Dick took the initiative to end the discussion, and Velen carefully held the talisman hanging around his waist. It was a purple crystal. When you looked at it, some broken pieces would always flash before your eyes. Fragments, and truly talented people can see the future from these fragments. This is the song of the soul that one-seventh of the Atama crystal can predict the future.

In fact, Velen was able to persist for so long under the erosion of N'Zoth because this crystal was protecting his soul.

Velen did not participate in the battle against Yogg-Saron, and when C'Thun was killed that year, mortals did not enter the real temple to observe, so although Dick had killed two ancient gods, but In fact, the true face of the Old God is still a mystery in the mortal world. Today, Velen will be the first person in Azeroth to see the Old God besides the Guardian.

The silver spark in Dick's hand rose from the palm of his hand, flew into the air, and then radiated light, illuminating the deepest secrets of the deep sea.

"boom"

Velen couldn't help taking a step back, he saw the creature named Old God in front of him.

The first thing he saw was chains, chains everywhere, chains engraved with various inscriptions, almost forming a steel net, trapping the creatures in the center tightly, and when the light was on, , everything around is illuminated, and the stone wall is obviously not naturally produced, but densely packed with runes engraved in it. The entire interior of the giant cave is covered with runes written in the Titan language. Judging from Velen's superb magic attainments, this is clearly a super-large confinement circle.

The iron chain imprisoned the body, and the magic circle imprisoned the soul! This is almost an unsolvable seal, but it has completely lost its effect now, and this seal has been broken! In a way that Velen couldn't imagine, it was completely broken.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the creature locked in the very center, the creature named Ancient God.

What kind of existence is that, like a group of manor-sized, random piles of the most disgusting flesh and blood, like a giant brain, so disgusting that people don't want to take a second look, the red, gray , black, all the colors that mortals can imagine, appear on the distorted tumors and lumps of flesh, not colorful, on the contrary, looking at these colors can definitely not bring pleasure.

There are tentacles all over this piece of meat, and there are all kinds of tentacles in almost every corner. At first glance, it makes one's scalp tingle. It is like a combination of the most disgusting tumor and the weird monster in a mortal's nightmare. , Just this terrifying image has already constituted a double damage to the spirit and vision.

Of course, it's impossible for Velen, who has lived for 25,000 years, to have such a big reaction. It's just because of its terrifying appearance, and the chaotic aura that seems to be real. The chaotic force field is like a crazy flame, burning. Burning his mind, manipulating his will, laughing at his weakness, hating him, insulting him, provoking him.

"Snapped"

Dick's palm rested on Velen's shoulder, and the silver flame instantly wrapped Velen's body, but it didn't hurt him at all. The supposedly scorching flame was like icebergs and flowing water that chilled people's eyes. Velen's somewhat chaotic thinking quickly returned to normal.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then clenched the Song of Soul in his hand again. He finally knew what Dick meant when he said that mortals could no longer fight against the ancient gods. That was not despising mortals, it was a fact.

The soul determines the angle and vision of the world, and the soul can be distorted. In front of an existence like the ancient god, no matter how powerful the mortal soul is, it is impossible to resist it. Once the soul is distorted, the entire existence will completely lose its meaning .

"It's dying."

Dick's voice woke Velen up. The old prophet glanced at the still shaking flesh, and then quickly turned away. He didn't understand what Dick meant, but the paladin didn't answer him, but walked forward. After taking two steps, the sparks from the collision of the silver flames on his body and the chaos were almost connected into substance. He shouted loudly towards the piece of meat in front of him,

"Come out! N'Zoth, I'm already standing in front of you, your evasion is useless, come out! Tell me everything you want to do!"

The deep voice vibrated back and forth in the entire space, but there was no response. N'Zoth seemed not to have heard Dick's questioning voice at all, but the Paladin knew that it was here. After experiencing the birth of the Heroic Legion, Dick's His eyes can already see the soul and body at the same time. In his vision, N'Zoth's body is gradually dying, not because it is injured, but because its soul is actively leaving its body!

This cunning ancient god, the weakest ancient god, can actually make such a move of a strong man breaking his wrist. No wonder Dick didn't feel that En'Zoth was rooted in the world. After Yogg-Saron was killed, Elle En also said that all the sores on the planet have been healed. The reason is here, this guy N'Zoth. It has walked a path that all the ancient gods have not traveled!

Whether the ancient gods have souls is a question that basically has no standard answer, but Dick believes that they also have souls, or the most essential will of chaos. On the battlefield against Yogg-Saron, Dick has seen it with his own eyes. Their soul forms are more difficult to deal with than their savage physical forms, they are strange existences that can live by their souls.

"If you don't show up, I will completely ruin this place!"

Dick raised the epee of order, and silver flames began to dance on the blade. His body turned into silver lightning, and he quickly approached N'Zoth's dying body, and then stabbed into it with a sword. Like pouring a pot of water into a frying pan, the crazy, scorching sparks of order ignited N'Zoth's body in an instant.

"Aww!"

The powerful fluctuations from the soul level swept across the entire sea cave in an instant. It was the first time N'Zoth voluntarily uttered a voice, and the corner of Velen's mouth was immediately stained with blood. He was different from Dick, he hadn't Adding to the order, he was not much different from others when facing the weird existence of the ancient gods.

"You're willing to come out at last! Mouse! You think you can get away?"

Another silver sun spear appeared in Dick's left hand, and it pierced fiercely into the resisting body in front of him, piercing the surface skin and piercing the inner chaos, but this time, N'Zoth did not Counterattack, on the contrary, its dark red, twisted, nightmare-like soul escaped from the body faster.

In other words, it's running away!

Dick took a deep breath. He followed the direction where N'Zoth's soul was escaping, and advanced rapidly through the space fault. Finally, he saw the destination of N'Zoth's soul, which was full of green grass and fragrance, full of peace. plane world.

"Damn it! The Emerald Dream! Sure enough, you've been planning all this for a long time! You bastard!"

Dick scolded, but the plane world has no affiliation with the present world. Even the world manager cannot interfere with the operation of that world. Ysera, Queen of Dreams, yelled,

"Ysera, move all the creatures in the Emerald Dream out! Immediately!"

"Um?"

"N'Zoth transferred to the Emerald Dream in the state of his soul! Quickly! Migrate them all, those demigod souls, those druids, and those dream creatures! The Emerald Dream has been infected from the root!"

"Um!!!!"

The Green Dragon Queen knew the seriousness of the matter immediately, and a few seconds later, the green dragons in all corners of the world received the Queen's order, and a great migration of life in the world began at this moment.

However, N'Zoth's ridicule also followed,

"Burn it, burn it, I don't need those anyway. Great World Manager Dick Bronzan Don, you killed C'Thun, you killed Yogg-Saron, now you're coming Kill me, I've known this for a long time, I know I can't fight you, so how about a new method? Do you like my method?"

Dick didn't answer with a gloomy face, but N'Zoth, like a chatterbox, began to spout trash talk continuously,

"You see, I am the weakest, but I have done what even the strongest Y'Shaarj failed to do. Only I have mastered the real way to erode the world and take root in the world? No, no, no, I don't need it So to do I just need to hide in the nightmare of the world, as long as mortals exist, as long as you exist, I will never die, lo and behold, I will emerge from your nightmare, I will become a ghost, I will not exist, and I will be everywhere!"

"How are you going to kill me? Dick, do you want to come to the Emerald Dream to fight with me in a soul state? Oh, by the way, I gave it a new name. Crimson Nightmare, do you like it?"

"Look, this world war is just a small trial. You see, the world of mortals is so fragile. It's like a crystal ball. I only need to flick it lightly, and they will all be killed. Ah, war leads to death , death brings fear, and fear breeds nightmares. It won’t take long before I will completely occupy everything. Of course, you can stop me.”

"Kill all the creatures in this world! Dick, otherwise how will you stop me?"

"Floating, floating, Uncle N'Zoth is here to distribute candy. Mortals, go to sleep, come on, I'm here, I never left"

"Goodbye, Dick, when I come again, it will not be such a small fight. I look forward to seeing you again, I look forward to seeing you!!!"

"Asshole! Do you really think I can't do anything about you?!"

Dick's roar and N'Zoth's scream sounded at almost the same time. At the same time, in the sky of the Emerald Dream, a bright moonlight tore through the clouds, and swept the extremely scorching moonlight across the entire Emerald Dream. Zos was completely swept away by the original power of this world, lost all interest in an instant, and quickly hid somewhere.

"Sorry, Dick, with my current strength, I can only do this."

Elune's voice sounded in Dick's ears, the paladin breathed a sigh of relief,

"Just injuring it is not enough, but anyway, the Emerald Dream can no longer be used. Elune, sorry, I was negligent this time and I will find a way to solve all this."

"Well, I believe you. By the way, go and stop the world war. I don't want to see them bleed again."

"Don't worry, Odin has already done this, and it will calm down soon, I promise!"

Elune's voice faded away, and Dick stood on a chain, looking at the body of the ancient god who was completely dead and ignited by the flames of order, and burning blazingly, an indescribable sense of frustration rose in his heart.

I thought that this time the ancient god's scourge could be completely solved, but N'Zoth, a guy with a big brain, really created a big trouble for him.

The war, the end of the war, seemed to be nowhere in sight again.