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Chapter 278 Xalatas: I also have seven eyes
Archdruid Malfurion's Rain of Tranquility finally stopped. He was honored to be the most hated person in the entire war. It was he who saved the elder's life at the last moment. The elder resisted the Dread Insect Kovok alone, and his mandatory ability Challenge Roar delayed the steps of the Supreme Korven, making it unable to stop Taelan Fordring's advance in time.

Now Tyran Fording has reached the vicinity of the Pool of Youth, where only the temporarily exhausted Sylvanas Windrunner, Lao Chen's incarnation Storm, Zhu Talan, and the Grand Queen Shek'zara are left.

In order to support Taelan Fordring, the Alliance has broken into the ranks of the Qiraji. They are surrounded by a large swarm of Zerg in a position centered on Naxxramas.

Malfurion knew that no matter how many low-level troops there were, they could not determine the outcome of the entire war. With the change of generations, the extraordinary replaced ordinary armed soldiers, and powerful heroes and legends became the core of the team. Now the demigods were the key to victory. Their devastating spells and quasi-spells could easily destroy cities and countries.

A few people near the Pool of Youth decide the fate of everyone outside. He saw from afar that Taelan Fordring inserted Xal'atath into the black heart of Y'Shaarj.

The shell of Y'Shaarj had been broken, and its newly revived heart was exposed. Taelan Fording could choose to use Holy Light to kill the heart directly, but he chose to use Xal'atath.

That dagger is already too powerful.

Xal'atath cheered joyfully, and in an instant the illusory wall of Y'Shaarj collapsed and shattered. Its seven hideous and terrifying heads shrank one by one.

History seems to be a cycle. Back then, the dark empire of the Old Gods almost devoured the entire world of Azeroth. Even the powerful Titan creations could not do anything to Y'Shaarj, who was crushed to death by Aman'Thul, the father of the gods. Its only achievement was to tear apart and devour Xal'atath.

Now that it has been resurrected, it still cannot escape its fate. Before it can regain its full strength, it dies again in the game of multiple parties.

"This is betrayal! Xal'atath... you betrayed our master."

"Shut up! Y'Shaarj, it was N'Zoth who betrayed the master's will, and you were the first to instigate the internal strife!" Xal'atath's eyes moved quickly, and she looked more and more like a human. Her tone even had a little childishness that shouldn't be there.

The breath of Azarj gradually weakened, and a large number of illusions appeared before its eyes.

"If the ultimate spirit fails, the ultimate body will be of no avail. Only by using the seventh force to control the six forces can one embark on the path of the gods."

Sarathars said disdainfully:

"You are history now, and nothing you say will help."

Apparently, Y'Shaarj hadn't finished what he was saying. A sharp claw grabbed the Great Queen Shek'zara, who had lost her ability to think. She had been praying devoutly for the gift of reincarnation. But she got nothing. She also ruined her entire tribe.

In desperate need of energy to survive, Y'Shaarj threw Shek'zara into his most powerful mouth. He chewed her mercilessly. She screamed miserably.

"Don't you worship me? Now I promise you that you can become one with me."

The screams soon died down, and a complete head was spat out by Yashaji. But the Queen's power was of no use at all.

Taelan Fording stood up straight with his arms outstretched. The crown of the giant tree behind him stretched out in the void, covering the entire sky. The seven-story Holy Light Staircase appeared again. It started to light up from the bottom layer, and the light generated gathered upward layer by layer until the seven-story ladder was completely lit.

Countless points of light in the void transformed into angels. They were praying and singing. Countless lightning bolts tore through the clouds in the void. They leaped and spread in the sky, and soon became a sea of ​​thunder across the sky!
Taelan Fording shouted:
"Y'Shaarj, and your evil creations, turn to ashes in the thunder!"

With a loud rumble, countless holy lightning bolts fell from the sky. Not only A'Shaarj, but also Qiraji and the goblins from the Venture Capital Company. They were all annihilated in the sea of ​​thunder.

Sartharion endured the damage of Holy Light and tried his best to absorb the remnants of Y'Shaarj. Not only that, but there were more. The remains of the Old God that were half-digested by Y'Shaarj were also its target. The decomposed whiskers of N'Zoth, the Eye of C'Thun, and the brain of Yogg-Saron were all its food.

Now she has all the power of the ancient gods, which surpasses everyone.

The thunder stopped, and the energy stored in the seven-story ladder was consumed. The seven heads of Yashaar were shattered, leaving only a mountain of shells and organic matter dumped on the ground. The invisible pollution was cleaned away by the sea of ​​thunder and the holy light bullets that followed.

A gust of wind blew from afar, slightly alleviating the discomfort brought to people by the bloody battlefield. The sun hanging high in the sky seemed too pale, as if it was fake, and did not bring much warmth to the earth. A cold moon strangely poked its head out from the clouds in the east, looking at every living being on the earth.

Taelan Fordring ignored Xal'atath who was still stabbed into the body of Az'arj and walked slowly onto the wooden bridge.

The heroes who besieged the Elder were all seriously injured. Tyran Fordring flashed in the swarm five times in a flash. The five heroes fell to the ground after Tyran Fordring passed by and died instantly.

The giant insect Corvo, who had been showing off his might just now, huddled in fear. Its master, the manipulator Kaz'tik, roared at Tyran Fordring, and quickly charged forward, slashing with a pair of forelimbs.

A beam of holy light instantly struck it, imprisoning it and pulling it in front of Tyran Fordring. With a snap, holy light splashed everywhere. Kaz'tik lost the ability to resist, and Tyran Fordring pulled out the blessed sword of Flamefury Lifebinder stuck in the ground and beheaded it with one sword.

The Insect Corvo stood up with all eight of his paws trembling. The death of his friend helped him overcome his fear of the demigod.

Its eyes turned red in an instant. Roar!

It closed its eyes and swung its two giant claws, knocking Raynor, who was treating the wounded, away. It charged towards Tyran Fording. Tyran Fording did not move, and a thin layer of holy light flickered in the void. The horrible insect collided head-on with the "Wall of Despair", but its huge force did not shake the holy light at all.

This layer of holy light has a toughness that Tyran Fording himself does not have. It seems to be able to withstand any attack. Even if cracks appear, they will be restored by Tyran Fording's endless supply of holy light.

Taelan Fording disappeared in an instant, and when he was seen again, he had appeared on the back of the horrible insect. The great sword pierced into the insect shell with a beam of flame. Kovok let out a scream and stopped moving. It fumbled with its two pincers to hold Kaz'tik's head in its arms. Then it fell to the ground.

Taelan Fording did not detonate the Holy Light in Korvok's body. He drew his greatsword, turned around and walked back to the bridge. The remaining enemies would be dealt with by Janna and her group of mages soon. He had more important things to deal with.

At the polluted edge of the Pool of Youth, Panda Earth has already lifted up the exhausted Sylvanas Windrunner.

Chase, who couldn't change his habit of watching drama, was already dumbfounded. He actually jumped out of the palm of the emperor and the great existence. He not only rescued Sylvanas Windrunner, but also killed A'Shaarj who was almost fully resurrected.

Master Yip just stood there motionless. Taelan Fording walked to the other side of it, he was a little tired.

Master Yip was Taelan Fording's favorite enemy. Her extremely powerful summoning spells were full of flaws in Taelan Fording's eyes now, and even summoning the Dark Moon Rabbit would be useless. The process of guiding the summoning spell alone was enough to kill it five times.

Tyran Fording put the Mad Dark Blade on his back, stuck the greatsword in his right hand into the ground, and sat down against a withered tree at the end of the bridge. "Master, I need a divination."

Yipu dared not disobey, but he had completely lost the power of divination. He had no choice but to take out a deck of tarot cards from his pocket with trembling thin arms.

Taelan Fording shuffled and cut the cards for Master Yip without a care in the world.

Then he drew a card, the House of God, with a picture of a tall tower with its top broken off and tottering. His hand again grasped another card.

Taelan Fording stared at Master Ip. The other party did not dare to urge Taelan Fording to continue drawing cards. Instead, he explained tremblingly: "The tower indicates that a huge crisis is coming. Everything is in danger of overturning."

Speaking of this, not only did Sylvanas Windrunner, who was listening, not believe it, but even Ip and Dadi didn't believe it at all.

Now Tyran Fordring has achieved his goal. He has killed all the old gods, united several complementary races on this continent, and gained the support of the Titans of Azeroth. As long as he sends the orcs back to their homeland and burns the undead to ashes, he will be able to achieve his supreme feat. He will become the first world king of all Azeroth. He will realize the dream of the Mogu Empire Emperor Lei Shen of Pandaria.

What else could bring him down? Orcs? The Lich King? These were just minor problems. The only one that could come close was the Burning Legion in the vast universe. But wasn't it too early?

Chase was a powerful dreadlord. Her curiosity and weird and perverted habits made her carefully observe the guardian knight in front of her. Soon she read weakness and some changes in Taelan Fordring's tired eyes.

"You have no strength left." She raised her hand and pointed at the giant tree that had always existed in the void.
"It's not Teldrassil! It's the manifestation of the universe in your ocean of consciousness."

"It's really amazing that a creature like you could be born in this shabby and tiny world."

"You used the Seventh Force to control all six forces, and used this power of control to create a self-universe! You are already a god. Every branch of that tree carries a world. When the fruit is fully mature, you will be able to turn the illusion into reality, and then contain countless physical universes."

"This is a creation greater than Ny'alotha, the Waking City."

"As expected of the great Sun God!"

"Too bad you ran out of energy! And your hubris got you in trouble. You used the power of the Lightforge for this woman."

Everything seemed to be just as Chase said. Taelan Fording was really tired. He was exposed. He leaned on the giant sword with one hand and gasped. In order to destroy Y'Shaarj, he paid much more than it seemed. In order to kill Korven and the others, he even teleported five times in a row.

"You haven't even refined the body of Y'Shaarj."

Chase said maliciously: "It seems that we don't need to see what cards you draw next."

There was no point in hiding it. Chase was a clever demon. Taelan Fording lifted his mask. His handsome face was covered in sweat. He tried his best to hide his fatigue and hidden injuries.

At this time, purple arcane light flickered, and a petite figure teleported over. Lady Jaina Proudmoore asked her good friend Jandice Barov to cooperate with Grand Magister Solanlian to command the mage group. She had been paying attention to her husband.

People are born lonely. If you are lucky enough to meet someone you like and who also likes you, then treat him/her seriously and get along well with him/her.

Jaina felt that Taelan Fordring was that person.

Chase laughed out loud, and the feeling of being in control of everything returned to her, as certain as when she had said to Taelan Fording, "Didn't he get sent here?"

"Poor Lady Jaina Proudmoore, you always thought Sylvanas Windrunner wanted to replace you, but in fact you replaced her!"

"Your fate was to be entangled with a little boy who wanted a cool seat. You would fall in love, you would become his secret lover, and then he would take your virginity and reject you. You would encounter more tragedy. You would kill your father. You would ..."

"enough!"

Seeing Jaina's face flushed and veins popping out on her beautiful forehead, Taelan Fording stopped Chase.

Even after the death of the tiger, the remaining power still exists. Besides, he is not dead yet. No matter how weak he is, it does not take much effort to kill Chase and Yip.

Taelan Fording raised his head, looked at Jaina seriously and said: "No one replaces anyone. You are you. We have accompanied each other through the most difficult times. We will never separate. Unless I am no longer myself, we will not separate."

The earth was listening carefully to the conversation between Taelan Fordring and Jaina. This is what a beautiful love should look like. Pandaren yearn for a peaceful life, and their couples can often love each other and live a good life.

However, the next moment, a strange dagger pierced Yipu's chest. Almost instantly, a dagger pierced the left arm of the panda Dadi. Dadi turned into smoke with a snap.

The firestorm ended. Chen looked at the dagger of Tyran Fording piercing Ip's chest in front of him in shock. Then the dagger stabbed Sylvanas Windrunner. Fortunately, it was the Earth with the taunt skill who took care of Windrunner.

Both of them are Void Powers. They are Xal'atath's priority targets. If she hadn't revealed her true form yet, it would be afraid of Taelan Fordring's power and afraid that he would use teleportation to escape. Its target must be Taelan Fordring.

In fact, it has been paying attention to Taelan Fordring, but it is paying attention to the changes in Taelan Fordring's energy and body, not his expression. The language and expression of a creature can deceive people, but it is difficult to fully control the body. And she, Xal'atath, is the extreme of the body corresponding to the extreme of Y'Shaarj's spirit.

At that moment, she noticed that his control over himself was further weakening.

After sucking up all the annoying Yip, she fell into the Fountain of Youth, where the broken black heart of Azrael was.

Soon the fog covered the sky again. The old disaster had not yet passed, and a new disaster came.

Soon the mist dissipated. The bodies of Y'Shaarj gathered together again. A five-headed beast appeared. Its eyes opened one by one.

One, two, three... seven! It turns out that Xal'atath has seven eyes. She has no small eyes. She is the real seven-eyed ancient god.

(End of this chapter)