Menethil's Power

Chapter 553 Strength!strength!
The Tomb of Sargeras, this ruins is like a shadow beast with a huge mouth, swallowing a group of new visitors again after more than ten years.

Looking at the wet wall and the half-rotten seaweed hanging on the elf statue, Red's spirit became a little trance again. He seemed to see the scene where he brought the few remaining warlocks under him into here.

This is Gul'dan's memory.

But everything is different, now beside him are not those trembling orc warlocks, but a group of goblin infantry dressed like iron cans, and the lights are not torches lit with fel flames, but the guns in the hands of these goblins. Added searchlights.

Red closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This is the aftereffect of forcibly fusing Gul'dan's head. Although the warlock died completely and could not resist his devouring at the soul level, he still faced certain scenes. The memory of Gul'dan still disturbed him from time to time, as if Gul'dan's will hadn't dissipated.

Opening his eyes again, the disturbing illusion temporarily dissipated.

It didn't take long to reach a fork in the road. The goblin infantry looked at each other, and the leader grinned at Reid, "You seem to be familiar with this place, please show me the way, Mr. Blackhand."

It was a guy named Bolt, which Red suspected was just a code name.

The goblin was right, Red was indeed "familiar" with this place, and now he could even feel the call of power coming from the depths of the ruins.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Follow me." He said to the goblins.

This ruin was once a part of the night elf city of Suramar ten thousand years ago. It sank into the bottom of the sea in a catastrophe. Thousands of years have passed, and after being eroded by sea water, these ruins still retain the architectural style of the highborne to a greater or lesser extent, but whether it is Neither goblins nor Rend Blackhand can appreciate such historical relics.

In fact, they don't care about the origin of this ruins, but only care about the contents.

"The smell here is really bad, it reminds me of the sewers in Gadgetzan." After everyone walked for a while, a goblin soldier couldn't help but said.

"Are the sewers in Gadgetzan bad?" his companion asked curiously.

"Of course, the rats there can grow that big." The first goblin made an exaggerated size comparison.

This gossip relieved everyone's depressed mood for a while. This kind of environment is really strange and tense.

However, the face of the goblin captain code-named Wrench suddenly changed, "Shut up!" He suddenly yelled.

The soldiers subconsciously fell silent, and at this time they also heard the heavy panting like a beast, obviously they were disturbed by something.

A few searchlights immediately shone over, "Why are you still stunned? Fire!" Wrench continued to roar.

Bright white rays shot out from the guns of the goblins, and the flickering light was even a bit dazzling. The rich sacred aura made Red's face change slightly.

This turned out to be... Holy Light?What these goblins used turned out to be holy light energy weapons?

It was only a lone hellhound that made the sound. Under such concentrated fire, it turned into a pile of coke without even sustaining for half a second.

But that meant they exposed themselves to the creatures in the ruins.

Wave after wave of monsters rushed over, and the goblin infantry squad showed excellent combat effectiveness. The power armor could protect them from most damage, and the holy energy ray gun was quite deadly to demons. Red saw Seeing that the goblins would occasionally stop firing to replace the crystal embedded in the ray gun, apparently that was "ammunition".

How interesting, Red thought, he had seen these goblins use some kind of blue-yellow energy powder as gunpowder before, and he didn't expect that they would have something more unexpected.

A figure like a hill appeared, with a deep roar mixed with heavy breathing.Relying on his excellent understanding of demons over the years, Red judged that it was an abyss lord, and its level was not high, but because it was in such a small environment, it looked a little scary.

The goblins obviously didn't have such insights. In their eyes, this was just encountering a strong enemy. They yelled, and many people threw something cursing.

Red vaguely heard a goblin shout: "Taste the power of the Holy Light Grenade, devil!"

Holy light grenade?

It was as if a miniature sun was born in this small space, and the air waves generated by the explosion caused Red's black robe to fly, and then he felt his body being engulfed in a raging fire. Shocked, Red quickly backed away. At that time, his robe had become very tattered, and there were scorched black marks on his skin, making him look very embarrassed.

On the other side, there is no shadow of the abyss lord.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Blackhand." Bolt said lazily: "I forgot to remind you of the exact blast radius of the L-47 Holy Light grenade. After all, you will also be seriously injured by the Holy Light."

There was a low chuckle from among the goblin infantry behind him.

Red's face turned cold, but considering that he was fine, he didn't bother with these goblins. Now he wondered where these goblins got the holy light energy to make weapons.

Could it be that Garuvik specially paid the Church of Humanity for help for this adventure?

Reid remained calm, "I have already sensed the exact location of that treasure...you come with me."

The next journey is not easy. There are more and more demons. Although they are not large, the ammunition reserves of the goblin infantry squad are rapidly depleting. After only one-third of the charging crystal and the holy light grenade are left, Bolt and the others begin to retreat. .

Only an idiot would want money but not his life. Normal goblins regard their lives as the most precious wealth.

Red could only try his best to appease them, relying on Gul'dan's memory to lead them through one secret passage after another, avoiding a large number of demons, and after discovering several batches of ancient gold one after another, the goblins became calm stand up.

Red noticed that the goblin captains were recording the locations of these secret passages, but he didn't say anything.

There was a current of water on the road ahead, and they saw a pool of water, which seemed to be an underground river connected to the ocean, and there were some monsters like blind murlocs, but they were quickly resolved.

Red took a deep breath, "I can feel it, it's right in front of us."

His heart was full of fire, but he didn't lose his mind. He knew that Sargeras' power was not so easy to obtain. There must be powerful guards. Even if these guards were damaged when killing Gul'dan, they would never It cannot be ignored.

And that's why Red tried every means to get the goblin infantry squad to come here. He needed them to fight the guards here and buy him time.

He cautiously stepped into the spacious hall, the smell of fel energy was so strong and wonderful that he was almost intoxicated, and the goblins followed him furtively, even though they were wearing solid power armor, But it looks like he wants to use the orcs as human shields.

It was a wild idea to hope that these all-armored goblins would help fight the demons, but Red had no choice.

There was no attack, and he couldn't feel any breath. Reid looked nervous and hesitated for a while before leaning out and looking in. He was immediately attracted by the huge green gemstone.

Eye of Sargeras.

Of course, these were not the eyes of Sargeras himself, but the condensed part of his power, the surging evil in it made Red almost intoxicated.

This is what Gul'dan wanted back then, the real power.

But it was strange that the Eye of Sargeras was suspended in the air alone, without any guards around, as if it was waiting for him.

From the moment he set foot on the Broken Beach, things developed a lot of weird situations, but now Red's mind is full of strength, completely ignoring these subtle abnormalities.

He got Gul'dan's head and devoured Gul'dan's soul fragments, so he was inevitably influenced by Gul'dan's character, and his thirst for power came from the bone marrow, and would even devour reason.

He no longer hid himself, and walked towards the Eye of Sargeras step by step. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

Goblin, you look at me, I look at you, no one makes a sound, it seems that they are waiting for a good show.

Time seemed to pass forever, when Red touched the Eye of Sargeras, it seemed like a century had passed.

Still nothing happened.

Red was immersed in the Eye of Sargeras, and he couldn't wait to absorb the power, but he was thwarted. The Eye of Sargeras seemed to have some will left, but it was not strong.

Soon... soon... Reid comforted himself, it only takes a little time for him to disintegrate this will...

His consciousness is immersed in it...

Behind him, the three goblin captains exchanged glances.

"He's touching that rock now like women and gold, what shall we do?" asked Wrench.

"Anyway, according to the wishes of the boss and the big boss, we only need to ensure that he arrives here, and the next thing is to watch him perform." Bolt shrugged.

"Don't relax, I always feel that there will be other troubles coming." The hammer who had been taciturn said suddenly.

The goblin infantry spread out to make a vigilant gesture. For some reason, several guns were pointed at the orcs inside.

However, neither the goblins nor the orcs expected that not far from them, a group of guys that no one had expected appeared.

Fears from the depths rose from the dark pool they had passed before, which was evidently open to the sea.

With an indescribable hissing sound, half-human, half-fish monsters emerged from the water one after another. Their body structure was similar to that of mermaids or Medusa, but they were not half as coquettish as the legendary creatures, blue and black. The thick body is covered with rough scales, and the whole body exudes the stench of sea mud.

The naga, the cursed Highborne, were the playthings of the Old Gods after Azshara, the Queen of the Night, and her people sank to the bottom of the ocean when the world was shattered.

They have been dormant in the deep sea for thousands of years, and now they are finally showing up in front of the world.

The leaders of these Naga are not similar to them. Although they still maintain a human form, they are more distorted monsters. His whole body is covered with pitted cuticles, and disgusting tentacles grow out of many places on his body. The face with blurred facial features can only be barely distinguished, and the eyes are emitting a yellow-brown light, full of killing intent.

"Revenge..." he roared in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)