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Chapter 270: The Left Eye of Xalatas

A huge blood-red sun hung in the western sky, floating in the sea of ​​clouds. It was about to set, so it looked particularly huge. Two moons also tore through the clouds and shone on the earth at the same time as the sun.

The surrounding area is full of green trees, red flowers, vines, and green grass. An ancient temple is dotted in the mountains, making the place look natural and peaceful. A waterfall rushes down from the top of the mountain, hitting the pebbles, stirring up a day of broken jade, and the water flows into a river on the grass covered with green carpets. Finally, it rushes to a large lake.

"Is Shakil the Poisoner dead?" said the Supreme Korvan.

A short figure was hiding under a cloak, holding a strange staff. Its two blood-red eyes flashed with crazy light. It said in a hoarse voice:
"Yes. Lillian Voss killed it. She is the king of the Alliance's agents. She has mastered the power of the void at a young age, and she also wields a consecrated sword that can kill spirits."

"Shakril could have had a better option. It could have waited for Lady Sylvanas to act first."

When the name was mentioned, Bloodseeker Skir, who was standing next to the Supreme, trembled.

That woman is really too scary. The life force she controls is the natural enemy of all living things. Once you are hit by an arrow, you will be infected by her force and then wither. However, what is even more terrifying is the flourishing, countless vines will grow out of your body and then suck your essence dry. The feeling of the plant growing in your body and drilling holes makes the insect hair stand on end.

This terrifying woman has become a taboo. Fortunately, she rarely speaks and does not interfere with their actions.

Korven didn't know why Skir was so afraid of this pointy-eared hero. But he was the oldest and wisest hero. He knew many secrets that others didn't know and recognized many creatures that others didn't recognize.

Although it looked down on all the lower races including the pandaren and elves, it knew how powerful they were. It recognized the weapon in Sylvanas's hand at a glance.

The staff of Lunrudilor Ancient Guardian. It has turned into a longbow and is carried on the back of the slender and powerful female. She is wearing a cloak that seems a bit long, and a precious ring on the finger of her left hand:

Ring of the God-Slayer.

It is a treasure of the ancient god C'Thun, and it is a magical item second only to the Crazy Dark Blade. It has a jaw-dropping magical power and can greatly enhance the power of the carrier.

Her full body armor is also specially made. The source ore is carefully forged by Titan craftsmen, and a powerful magic circuit is buried inside. It can not only protect the fragile body, but also increase the power of its owner. The precious material and excellent craftsmanship make a piece of mail have a protective ability that even the best plate armor cannot match.

The organization she belonged to was really extravagant. This kind of equipment was rare even among Titan creations. This was not counting the other small magic-enhancing accessories she had on her.

Of course, the scary thing is not these weapons and equipment, but this person, who also controls the life force. She has also absorbed a large amount of death power. These are all taken from the brain of Yogg-Saron, the god of death, because it carries a little bit of the power of the void.

Although it was not afraid of Sylvanas Windrunner, it could guess her strength level, a high-level legend with demigod-level combat power. Her starting point was amazing. Her qualifications were enviable.

And she possesses two opposing forces, life and death.

It could already guess why she betrayed the one who gave her this equipment. Half of it was because of the temptation of the sneaky kobold, and half of it was because of the desire to become a god.

She didn't know where she got the secret of the path to godhood.

She happened to awaken the power of life, and this desire to become a god was irresistible to any living being.

Sylvanas Windrunner didn't seem to care about the two rows of mantid paragons. She didn't even look at the kobolds and venture capital company goblins who were digging hard.

An ancient Mogu Empire gold coin, one side delicate and the other slightly rough, rolled between her flexible and slender fingers.

This pair of snow-white jade hands should have been holding a wine glass, but now it was holding the fuse of all disasters in one hand and a rune-engraved blade that could be inserted into the chest at any time in the other hand.

The magic circuit on the spine of the one-handed sword lit up from time to time, and the sharp tip of the sword reflected the cold moonlight.

Her whole body is written with "Keep Away", and every part of her body is a deadly weapon.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Sylvanas Windrunner looked at the temple in the distance, the Supreme One whispered to the wretched kobold:

"Who told her about the speculation of becoming a god?"

There was a hint of pride in Yip's crazy red eyes:
"An interesting human. His name is Taelan Fording!"

"A lowly unknown race?"

Ip gave a terrible, piercing laugh:

"They are not a low-level race. They are the compatriots of your mortal enemy, the Mogu. They are the product of the Iron Vekul being cursed by the flesh and blood of Yogg-Saron. They have amazing magical affinity and enviable plasticity."

"They have already occupied the top ecological niche in this world. He is the founder and supporter of the most powerful country on this planet. This is also the reason why my great master asked me to help you revive and reincarnate."

At this time a female voice interrupted:

"He is an anomaly. His master woke up early and foresaw the future fate of this planet. From the long river of fate, he saw a woman who deeply influenced this world."

"Jaina Proudmoore.

She will become an important chess piece on the master's chessboard in the future. She and the sleeping man in Northrend will become lovers, and after several changes, her life will cause an unbearable change in the master's plan.

At this time, Taelan Fordring suddenly appeared where he shouldn't be. So the master watched over the foolish Nozdormu and let me break up her beautiful marriage with the poor prince. "

"I am a compassionate person. As long as Jaina is not tied to Arthas, it will be fine. This way, her soul will not be flawed. This way, she can be better used by her master."

"Unfortunately, fate is the most mysterious and terrifying thing in this world. A small change completely changed the fate of the entire world.

He is a monster. He was originally mediocre and not worth mentioning. Even if he married a princess, it would not change anything. At most, he would bring some paladins to Mount Hyjal or Kul Tiras.

But he has a terrifying hidden trait, he can become infinitely stronger. After four years of transformation, his talent was discovered by a person named Alonsus Faol. She changed his fate, and at the same time changed the fate of the whole world. "

Yip interrupted her chattering unhappily:

"Your stupid decision has troubled me for twenty years. It forced me to go to East Wilder to play house with my two children. It also cost the master a lot of energy to arrange the end of the three ancient gods."

"In Ahn'Qiraj, I was nearly killed by that scumbag named Brann with explosives. In Ny'alotha, I almost fell for N'Zoth's trick. He clearly had a plan to escape."

Sylvanas Windrunner's attention was drawn to the triumphant quarrel between several people.

"Yip, you owe me a life. If I hadn't killed that evil messenger, you would have been killed by N'Zoth now." Yip couldn't deny it. But as a woman, she would not bow to Sylvanas Windrunner:
"You are just seeking the path to godhood. You are more greedy than I am. It is your ambition and desire for revenge that led you to the darkness, not me."

"I hope you can keep your promise and give me the gem after completing the summoning. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The surroundings fell silent again, and then Wind-Reaver Kilruk said:

"Death will come from the sky, and I will face the greatest test of my life. I will be the first to face the powerful demigod.

For reincarnation!"

Sylvanas Windrunner looked up at the moon in the sky.

Over the past decade or so, Blue Boy has always been more active than White Lady.

She whispered, "If you can block one of his attacks, I lose. He is a natural spellcaster. His magic talent is stronger than that of the most powerful wizard."

"Woman, this is not a personal vendetta. I admire what he did, but I feel ashamed for you. Many of the magic items you have were given by him. But you betrayed him."

This Wind Reaver is not an arrogant person, nor does it want to compete with Tyran Fordring. It is because it has learned a lot about Tyran Fordring. It is the "Klaxxi Hero" of mankind. He is the supreme among humans.

It looks down on the inferior race of humans.

But it admired him, which did not stop it from killing him. They were the same people. Both were martyrs of their own races. It would suggest that the Klaxxi Council sever ties with the Grand Queen. If they succeeded, this world belonged to the Reincarnator Y'Shaarj. If they failed, death belonged to the Council. These actions had nothing to do with the Grand Queen. The Mantid had fled deep into the Sacred Grove and would never be seen again.

Malik the Uninjured flapped his wings and said, "Although your suggestions are wishful thinking, I will face this strong man with you."

"The social habits of the Mantid determine your expectations—" The wise Supreme had not finished speaking when an angry voice interrupted him.
Sylvanas Windrunner seemed to have been hurt.

"I am where I am today entirely because of his disregard for me. He only had that insignificant princess in his heart. He never really understood me."

She saw Korven shed tears. She became even angrier. She drew the longbow of Renrudilor Ancient Keeper.

An arrow with a life-and-death stake was pointed at Korvan: "I don't need your pity! I will take him back sooner or later! As long as I kill that little spoiled girl, he will come back to me."

Yip covered his forehead.

"It just has a problem with its tear glands. It's not pitying you."

"You should have avoided reincarnation, but you let yourself return to this fate in another way. The barrier between life and death still needs you to break. You'd better save your energy!"

Sylvanas Windrunner is already abnormal. At least in the eyes of Yip and these heroes.

She was tormented by jealousy, abnormal love, desire for power, and assimilation of the Force. And she was a woman, which made her paranoia even more terrible.

These are people who have experienced the hardships of time. They will not mess with a woman who is trapped. Such people have a strange logic when they are ruthless. This is exactly what the Supreme is worried about: the Queen is also a woman, she is more awkward than Sylvanas Windrunner. After all, Sylvanas Windrunner also has love in her heart.

Ip stopped their argument. Although that person was coming and bringing the things for the initiation ceremony, it had to prepare a trump card. Sylvanas Windrunner was the key to getting Xal'atath out of trouble.

That man has a strong power of command. But he can only command one living being. He is very sentimental, and this trait makes him unable to compare with his master. For the woman in front of him who is infatuated with him, he will definitely give up Xal'atath.

Now everyone thinks that the one he wants to resurrect is Az'arj, but that's just one of the options. Xal'atath is also a good ally. She can also help him achieve his mission of getting rid of Taelan Fordring and achieve his ultimate goal at the same time.

The current owner is truly a great strategist.

The Kobolds were indeed an underground race, and their excavation progress was very fast. With the help of the goblin explosives, a underground palace appeared before everyone's eyes.

Sylvanas Windrunner followed Ip into the underground palace. The place was full of Titan architectural style. She had already experienced it in Ulduar. It was majestic and indestructible. It could be said that time was their only enemy.

The first thing that comes into view is a chained giant.

Yip looked at him with contempt:
"A useless Titan creation without the command of its master."

Sylvanas Windrunner said, "Who is he?"

"Once the great guardian, Lai. Now a pile of mud."

Yip raised her little foot and crushed a cockroach hatchling to death. Then she said, "Maybe he can be a chess piece for us."

"It is a worthy foe," said Korvan the Prime. "We should kill it. There is no glory in torturing a once great warrior."

With a rumble, the gate of a mausoleum was enlarged. A tall humanoid creature walked in:

"That's not up to you. Keep him. I have a use for him."

Sylvanas Windrunner looked at the humanoid in surprise:
"Gintessa!" Of course, she didn't say it. How did the demon come here? Didn't she escape from Gadgetzan?

Sylvanas Windrunner once saw the five materials in a dream.

The Eye of C'Thun, the Beard of N'Zoth, the Brain of Yogg-Saron. And one more is right before our eyes:
The Heart of Yashaarj!
At that time, she was confused because she saw five materials, but there were only four ancient gods. Later, she finally knew that there were five ancient gods.

The last one was eaten by them at the beginning, she was Xarathus.

Xal'atath is dead. All that's left is a claw. It's in Taelan Fordring's hand. How can they get it back and resurrect Y'Shaarj?
Now she knew that it was not C'Thun who had two eyes, but the other one belonged to Xal'atath, and it was called the Eye of True Sight of Xal'atath.

Jintaisa took out two gems. One of them was a strange eyeball, and the other was more like a crystal than a gem. She said something surprising: "In order to find Xal'atath's left eye, I asked for help from the time dragon Nozdormu."

"Now all the materials are complete. Let's begin the ritual! I can tell you that even with this gem, the energy is still not enough. It is imperative to extract the vitality of this continent."

She glanced at Sylvanas Windrunner provocatively: "Otherwise you will get nothing!"

(End of this chapter)