Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 276 Reunion

When the sixth eye opened, the whole of Pandaria vibrated. Y'Shaarj digested the void force in the bead and took it for himself. Its mountain-like body suddenly came alive. All the insects were excited.

The pustules and growths on the body of the restored Azar began to wriggle wildly, black water splashed everywhere, and the life force extracted from the magic circle combined with the withered organic matter of these twisted ancient gods. Soon, a large number of black cocoons were formed. These cocoons quickly gave birth to some monsters covered with tentacles, and their tentacles danced wildly in the black water like water plants.

This is the famous "Enraki", also known as the Faceless One. They are actually mass-produced.

The last eye was about to open, and the pressure brought by Yasha Ji became stronger.

The Supreme being entangled by Cairne Bloodhoof was not only a strong man who could fight Tyran Fordring for a short time, but also a wise old man. He knew that it was a critical moment. The battle between demigods was not about body size, but about the ability of both sides to control energy and the intensity of energy output in an instant.

The bodies of demigods have undergone a transformation, and their ability to recover from injuries is very strong. They are called gods, extraordinary beings, and mortals. In fact, only creatures that have mastered a certain source of power and truly completed the transformation of their bodies can be called demigods. They are called "Him" and belong to the category of gods.

Therefore, the only thing that can harm them and kill them is an attack that exceeds their recovery ability.

Yashaarj, who had not yet opened his seventh eye, only had a body that looked intimidating. Now it only had a body that was larger than its original size. It had not yet recovered its endless void power and ancient god body. It had not yet integrated the powers of the other ancient gods.

Only when the seventh eye is opened can the physical transformation be completed and the body of the ancient god be mastered. In simple terms, the current A'Shaarj has a long health bar, but is just a heroic armor unit.

When the eyes on all seven of its heads open, it will have the same sacred armor as Taelan Fordring.

By that time, with the sacred armor that is immune to most magical abilities, endless recovery ability, the constantly generated army of faceless men, and the possession of the Fountain of Youth, Azshari will be invincible! It can reproduce the glory of the Dark Empire of the Ancient Gods like in ancient times.

By that time, there will be no rival for Y'Shaarj, unless Aman'Thul, the Father of the Gods, is resurrected and uproots it once again.

Now its Creator needs time.

Every second was precious now. Once Taelan Fordring broke through Y'Shaarj's body and stabbed Xal'atath into its heart, it would be drained of all its essence and die completely.

As a demigod-level warrior, Supreme Korven's strength is greater than that of Elder Cairne Bloodhoof. But it is difficult for him to kill this high-level legendary warrior. The ancestral totem he possesses allows him to resist the whispers of the Old Gods with the help of Tyran Fordring's domain, but he himself cannot ignore the influence of Tyran Fordring's domain.

With the help of other heroes, it finally got behind Cairne Bloodhoof. It was ready to pierce the warrior's muscular back with its sharp appendages. A bright light appeared on its body, and a cross-shaped holy light burst out, and it was repelled.

The sharp appendage slashed against Cairne Bloodhoof's armor, leaving a trail of sparks.

Not only is it protected by a shelter, it is also wearing a sturdy heavy armor.

Cairne Bloodhoof, who had escaped the danger, seized the opportunity when the Supreme was stunned and slammed the ground hard with his left foot.

War tramples!

All the ordinary mantis warriors around felt the world spinning. Stone and dust flew everywhere. They were all stunned for a short time. Being knocked unconscious in a group melee meant death. The soldiers of the alliance took advantage of the powerful innate ability of their leader and rushed forward to kill the mantis demons one by one.

Kane seized this rare opportunity and smashed down with his frosted hammer. With a snap, the Supreme's left claw was bent.

The demigod warrior was enraged, and a red light emerged from his body. Hidden in the red light was a tall tree - the Kepa Holy Tree Zar. This holy tree was planted by the Supreme Korvan himself.

Its speed suddenly became invisible to the naked eye.

Ahhh! A series of screams came from the crowd. It wanted to abandon the already injured Cairne Bloodhoof and kill Tyran Fordring.

Cairne Bloodhoof quickly mobilized the power of the totem pole behind him, gave up the attack, raised his shield, and launched a challenging roar!

The desolate war cry stirred the hatred of all the insects around. The bodies of the fallen Mantids and Alliance warriors were piled up around them, and the desolate and bleak atmosphere of the battlefield infected the soldiers' minds. The whispers of the ancient gods added fuel to the fire, and everyone was bloodthirsty.

The Alliance's troops were well-equipped and well-armored. With the blessing of Tyran Fordring's powerful aura, they sacrificed fewer people, so most of the corpses were Mantids and Qirajis. This made the remaining heroes even crazier.

They all rushed towards Cain Bloodhoof. The courage required to launch a challenge roar in this state was moving.

As the commander of the auxiliary forces, Malfurion had mixed feelings. After experiencing the ancient war 10,000 years ago and the battle with the upper elves, he began to get tired of war. He hoped that the world would be stable and all races could live in peace. But reality repeatedly dealt him heavy blows.

First Archimonde invaded Kalimdor, then the undead attacked the Sentinels, then the orcs killed his teacher Cenarius. Then the Old Gods appeared one by one.

Even in the Battle of Silithus where the Alliance had the upper hand, it lost a lot of warriors. It seems that there are endless wars in this world, and conflicts for territory and resources are brewing all the time.

In the small city of Gadgetzan, dozens of people died every day in fights over a piece of land. It may not seem like much, but over the years, the number of people who died each year was more than the number of people who died in a war.

Peace is so far away. Taelan Fording often said: If you want peace, you must first fight. If you can't win, there will never be peace.

He planted the staff in the ground, and it quickly grew into a green tree. Dark clouds gathered in the sky polluted by the power of the void, and emerald green raindrops began to fall from the sky.

Quiet rain!

He knew that once the powerful provocation of the wounded Cairne Bloodhoof was over, all the attacks would be directed at him.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the blue boy actually poked his head out from the edge of the dark clouds. The faint moonlight shone on the battlefield where blood was flowing like a river.

He liked the night, the gentle moonlight was like the smile on Tyrande's face.

Fortunately she is not here, if we can kill Y'Shaarj and win this crusade.

I proposed to her, it's time to have a wedding. Things are unpredictable, nothing is permanent. Nature told him that a difficult battle was waiting for him, even if the old gods were destroyed, the Burning Legion would not let them have a moment's respite.

Thinking of Tyrande, Y'Shaarj wasn't that scary anymore. His Tranquil Rain was not affected by the Sha Energy and played its due effect. Cairne Bloodhoof was covered in blood, some from the Mantid, some from the Faceless, and most of it was his own. Surrounded by enemies, he relied on instinct to swing his shield to block the deadly attacks. Now he had given up the idea of ​​saving energy and continuing to fight. He launched Desperate and Shield Wall in succession.

No matter what, he must not die before the Challenge Roar ends. Every second he delays, Taelan Fordring gets closer to Y'Shaarj. The old god is getting stronger and stronger. It is said to be a seven-eyed black sheep. In fact, it is only the seven largest eyes. It has many eyes on its body. Every time a big eye opens, more small eyes will open. More claws will emerge from the void.

He did not summon tentacles to aid him like N'Zoth did.

The death of the previous ancient gods taught it a lesson, letting it know that Tyran Fording has a powerful magic called Heaven's Fist. The more enemies around, the more holy light bullets this magic will produce. Its own claws are fine. Each of the summoned tentacles is considered an independent individual, and they will all be attacked by holy light bullets.

Everyone in the Alliance was fighting hard, and Jaina learned her lesson. She opened a tall and magnificent portal.

Grand Duke Hydraxis appeared on the battlefield, and Neptulon lent him his power. With the arrival of the Elemental Lords, the black water in the Fountain of Youth began to boil. They began to rebel against Y'Shaarj.

Recently, Hydraxis has undergone some changes. Its chubby body has become slender, its elemental wristbands have disappeared, and a shiny gem has appeared between its brows. It can borrow energy from Jaina's arcane crystal, which is about to transform into an Azerite gem, through this gem. This greatly improves the survivability of both parties. With two more eyes, it can certainly eliminate more dangers.

It raised its hands, and more portals opened, and two teams of sea elementals walked out. Immediately, a continuous blizzard began to fall on the Qiraji's heads.

Taelan Fordring raised his Mad Dark Blade to block the attack of a huge Faceless One. The two were equally powerful. The Faceless One swung its huge claws and prepared to break Taelan Fordring's neck.

A black shadow rolled from the void and came behind the faceless man. A palm with a gleaming true energy directly hit the faceless man's back. This strange energy immediately made the faceless man lose his life.

A figure wearing a bamboo hat raised his hand to greet Tyran Fording. Then he retreated behind Tyran Fording. A powerful assassin's best friend is a warrior like Tyran Fording who can always hold on.

With another flash, Tyran Fordring cut a powerful mantid into two pieces with one axe. As long as he moved forward a short distance, Tyran Fordring could cross the mantid's defense line and get close to the huge body of A'Shaarj.

At this time, a sad and angry cry came from behind.

"No! Father!"

This is the honest voice of Baine Bloodhoof, the squire of Tyran Fordring.

Cairne Bloodhoof's challenging roar finally bought Taelan Fordring enough time.

But no matter how powerful a mortal is, he cannot withstand the crazy attacks of multiple heroes.

Ever since Tyran Fordring saved the entire Tauren tribe from the siege of the Centaurs, Cairne Bloodhoof has considered the Alliance his home. He has considered this young human as his successor. He has taught him tirelessly and regarded his ideals as his own.

A sharp blade pierced into Kane Bloodhoof's body through the gap in his armor.

The powerful legendary warrior's movements slowed down as another weapon pierced the elder's sturdy back.

Taelan Fordring turned around and met the elder's eyes.

Taelan Fordring knew that the elder could still be saved, and his holy healing should be able to save him.

The two men looked at each other from a distance, and Taelan Fording immediately prepared to go back.

Kane could hardly hold on to his shield anymore, so he dropped his hammer.

"Tyran! I'm fine! Go forward! Countless soldiers of the Alliance have sacrificed their lives for today! Go and realize your dream!

Kill that traitor! Kill Y'Shaarj!
For Azeroth!"

He burst out his last strength. War Stomp once again controlled the enemies around him.

At this time, a huge roar came from the void, and several gray-black shadows flew into several heads of Yashaji. It recalled the several evil demons it had released that year. It wanted to take back the power it had lost.

In fact, Y'Shaarj is different from other ancient gods. It is the embodiment of the void. It controls the negative emotions of living things, and as long as these negative emotions exist, it can live forever. This is why its original body was killed by the power of the Titans. The reason why the Sha can continue to exist.

Now that its original form has been resurrected, it will take back the power it released back then and make itself perfect.

Taelan Fording knew that he couldn't wait any longer, otherwise the situation might get out of control. He turned around, closed his visor, turned off the fanaticism aura, and activated the holy freeze again.

Snap, the Bloodseeker Skeel was frozen by the holy ice and emerged from the shadows. Talan raised his left hand and a ray of holy light instantly hit it.

Skil felt that all the blood in his body was locked up, and all the energy was out of control. Then he flew towards the terrifying figure like a cloud. It turned out that the gap between the two sides was so big. It could only do this for its creator.

Taelan Fording broke Skir's neck and dropped his body to the ground. Although these mantids were his enemies and servants of the Old Gods, they were all strong warriors. These heroes endured great pain and were sealed in amber. When their tribe needed them, they stood up without any hesitation.

But this did not prevent Tyran Fording from deciding to completely wipe out the Mantid race. They are minions of the void and servants of the Old Gods. They will not compromise, and they will not leave this hidden danger.

Leaving its body behind is the greatest respect for it, but it will never let go of the murderer of Cairne Bloodhoof.

Taelan Fordring charged forward, to kill the Sha before Y'Shaarj could take it back! To put an end to this.

However, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Sylvanas Windrunner!
The hearts of the two Qira emperors and Yip were suddenly tightened.

(End of this chapter)