Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1061 157. Fao: I will attack in the form of light casting--Jiagen [55]

   "Quick, quick, another one is hooked, it is coming this way, can you hold on?"

  In the stomach of the ancient god, Thakiel held his head in both hands and placed it in front of the expanding and rotating fel energy portal. His jaw bones moved up and down, urging the smelly pirates beside him.

  Black made an OK gesture, converting the void energy into lower-level shadow magic, maintaining the operation of the portal in front of him.

   Soon, a dark green searing fissure opened in C'Thun's stomach, and the roar of the Burning Legion's high-level demon lord attracted by the curse of Thakiel's skull went from far to near.

   "Face Jaraxxus, I am the eredar king of the Burning Legion! I will make you... ah! This despicable trap! Wretched sorcerer! You will make..."

   The eredar demon lord, who appeared extremely windy, hadn't finished speaking his lines, and just like the previous demon lords who were "tricked to kill", he stepped on the air with one foot.

   The whole person danced and fell into C'Thun's stomach acid, instantly splashing a large piece of terrifying white smoke that rose when it was corroded.

   But this demon is relatively strong.

It lost several fel shields to itself at the moment of falling into desperation, trying to protect itself from the stomach acid of the ancient god, but soon, it saw the skeleton of the abyss lord suspended in the stomach acid "lake" .

   The big **** demon stared at it with dark eyes on its pale skull, as if sending a terrifying message.

   Run!

brother!

   This is a trap we tricked in and killed!

   But seeing that even the notoriously rough-skinned and thick-skinned demon could not resist this terrifying corrosion, the eredar demon quickly became desperate.

   It cursed the stinky pirate and the "Headless Horseman" Saqir who looked down on the head with the most vicious curse. The two big villains were still standing on the pole of the head wolf's front, smiling and giving advice to the poor demon.

   "Holding on for a long time will only make you suffer more, and you don't even look at this? Are you in the mood to curse? And your pathetic vocabulary is really disappointing.

   is not as interesting as the abyss lord scolding. "

  Blake yawned, stretched his voice and waved his hand to urge:

   "This is the stomach of our great and evil Majesty C'Thun!

   is the place of nightmares used by the terrifying Old Gods to torment their enemies.

  I'm guessing you haven't heard of Lord C'Thun's name, otherwise you wouldn't be in the mood to curse us here? At first glance, it is an unknown country devil!

   Self-destruction!

  Blow yourself up, what are you waiting for? "

   "This demon lord looks stupid, which is a real shame for the eredar."

  Thakir next to Black hugged his head and commented disdainfully:

   "It's not even comparable to the decisiveness of the stupid abyss lord. Yo, this is self-destructing? It's okay, I know how to take opinions and have a future."

   "Boom"

   A low muffled sound erupted in the stomach of the Old God once again, and the scorching fel energy exploded and released more scorching heat to melt C'Thun's stomach acid again.

   The continuous self-destruction of high-level demons also brought C'Thun's "stomach discomfort" to a limit.

   As Black watched, the stomach wall of the Old God began to curl up and twitch, as if someone had punched him hard in the stomach.

  The gastric tube above the stomach has been opened, and the squeezing force has made the stomach turn over and over again, and the dangerous stomach acid splashes everywhere.

   "It's going to vomit!"

   Old Master Thacher exclaimed:

   "Quick, quick, take the opportunity to throw the teleport, or let it spit us out."

"no idea!"

  Black shook his head and scolded:

   "Who does C'Thun think I am? Am I such a casual person? If it wants me to come, I will come, if it wants me to go, I will go? I'm not its toilet cleaner!

  It wants me to go, but I still won't go, sir.

  We're just here to see who can't be exhausted first.

   Going out and fighting with it, it is better to hide here and play with it. Come on, hold hands, let's summon a few more big demons and give it a few more 'gastroscopy'.

  I personally found the people outside, and I know how capable they are.

  I don't need my help outside, I'm still shining in the position that suits me. "

   Having said this, the stinky pirate flipped his fingers, and the gloomy Blade of Dark Empire fell into his palm. Blake stared at the dark and filthy evil in his hands, his eyes flashed, and he said:

   "After a few more self-destructions of the demon lord, C'Thun can enter a weak state, and then it will enter the beheading stage. Don't worry, let's take it slowly."

—

   "Boom"

   A violent blast of energy exploded in C'Thun's belly again.

  The ancient **** whose corrupted shell was removed was just pierced by Odin with a single shot.

   It felt like acute gastroenteritis and the double soreness of the dentist pulling his teeth without anesthesia, which made Cthun a little unbearable.

It whimpered and spewed out a poisonous smoke with fel energy. The tentacles that surrounded it like a giant python were already out of control, and the eyeballs that were supposed to shoot at the edge of the eye were also dizzy like drinking alcohol. Flying wildly.

   "Puchi"

   Another eyeball was blown.

   but not very painful.

   The electric shock-like sting just made C'Thun's huge body tremble, and then a ferocious tentacle stretched out from where the eyeball broke, and counterattacked towards the attacker.

   For the ultimate creation of the power of the Void, pain is very difficult to induce its retreat.

   just makes it more aggressive.

  The whip of the tentacles not only carries the power of ten thousand, but also the purple-black corrupted light attached to the tip of the tentacles hits the spirits of mortals, just like the evil things born in the nightmare of pollution.

   Even just a casual blow from C'Thun can shatter the souls of the strong and infuse the will of corruption into their bodies.

   The Old Gods are not invincible.

   But the premise is that the fearless who come to challenge it must have a way to protect their hearts, otherwise the beginning of the battle means the end is coming.

   Their fallen bodies are only the material manifestations of disasters, and what is more powerful is the souls forged by the fallen wills, which are the moving sources of pollution and the singularity of the void in the material world.

   It never has anything to do with good things.

   It will only bring endless disasters.

   In the face of C'Thun's counterattack, the scorching Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand was smashed by the great force of the great knight Uther, smashing the fallen things and causing the resonance of the Holy Hammer again.

   It was like a scorching holy light sword erupting around Uther, forming a devastating energy storm.

  It swept away the darkness around him.

   But in less than two seconds, more phagocytosis darkness swarmed. Rao is a paladin with firm will, but this time he also felt a sense of exhaustion and despair.

   Holding the holy relic, he fought side by side with the legendary gods such as the Lord of War, and there was also the holy light of the Holy Light, such as the crown of Fao.

   was supposed to be fearless in the face of any enemy, but as the battle progressed, the ancient **** in front of him not only was not knocked down by them, but seemed to be getting more and more courageous.

   Its weird and dirty body is expanding, every fallen eyeball is smashed, tentacles will grow in place, every tentacle of flesh is cut off, and those stripped flesh will turn into visually polluted beasts running around.

   These fighters are like the reefs of the endless sea. They will not fall down under the impact of the sea, but the filthy power is like the endless sea itself, and they cannot see the end of the battle at all.

   Light is dispelling darkness.

   But the amount of darkness is so much.

   is like falling into a cave where countless mice live, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't get rid of the end of being swallowed alive by the dark mice.

   "You are too weak, your courage has vanished."

   A voice in the dark waves has always echoed in the heart of the great knight. Every second that Uther's will is shaken, it will add up with prophecy-like vicious words, ruthlessly destroying his mind.

   The monument of sin carried behind Uther kept shining, and each flash represented a mental impact. Cracks had appeared in his monument, and the effect of spiritual protection was weakening.

  The sincerity of the Great Knight for the Holy Light has not changed because of this.

   But his movement of swinging the warhammer became more and more sluggish. He did not doubt the power of the Holy Light, he just began to question whether his beliefs could help him win.

   The dark evil in front of me is too powerful.

   Even the king of war is difficult to defeat it, does a mortal like himself really have hope of victory?

"boom"

   Being distracted in battle is quite a terrifying thing, and the great knight soon pays the price. A dark tentacle sprang from his shadow like a giant snake, waving and slamming from behind, leaving the great knight defenseless.

   "Uther!"

   A reprimand awakened the great knight. He looked back and saw that the elf warrior holding double-edged swords was cutting off the tentacles that attacked him in a continuous slashing posture.

   Fenna, whose whole body was covered in blood, gasped and scolded:

   "Are you okay? Leave if you can't! Don't get in the way. My brother has been eaten by this ugly monster for almost ten minutes! If we don't rescue him, he will become a stinky ancient **** dung."

"I can!"

  The Great Knight felt ashamed for his distraction. He realized that he was influenced by the ancient gods, and quickly checked the sin monument. The cracks on it made Uther shocked.

   He looked at Dassault, who was beside him holding the Sun flail and fighting the Guardian of Truth. His comrades were under the same pressure as him.

  The light on the shield of the Guardian of Truth continued to dim, representing Dathohan's overwhelmed mind. The holy artifact can help him resist the invasion of the corrupt, making him fearless in the face of the servants of the void.

   But facing the ancient gods, this is another concept.

   "Retreat, mortal!"

  The King of War Odin waved his spear, and in this dark place, the lightning that called for divinity wrapped and bombarded C'Thun's body. In the roar of thunder and lightning, Odin scolded:

   "Your minds have been overwhelmed, but thanks to your aid, I have driven the Old God into weakness, this is its last struggle, leave!

   You have glorified yourselves and your Light, and you are not afraid of the name of warriors. "

   "click"

  The fissure of the sin monument made Uther feel frightened. He smashed the eye of darkness flying in front of him with his warhammer and rushed to Dathohan.

   The latter's sin monument was even more broken than he was.

  The great knight supported his comrades to retreat, their eyes were full of unwillingness, but they knew that they would only be a burden to stay here.

   "Your heart is dead, you just don't know it yet."

  C'Thun's whispers rang in the ears of Uther and Dassault at the same time.

   The faces of the two great knights turned pale, like some kind of fallen decree, causing their hearts to suddenly stop at the same time.

   Their bodies swayed and fell forward, but the next moment they were supported by two radiant arms. At the moment of contact, the warm power poured into the body of the great knight, and the curse power on them was swept away.

   is Fao.

   The holy staff in the old Pope's hand was thrown behind him. In the impact just now, his staff was shattered in two. It was a deadly raid that might have broken several bones of the old man.

   causes his current state to be extremely embarrassing.

  He lifted his students up with his arms and helped them out of this dark place.

   But C'Thun is obviously unwilling to give up his prey like this.

   In the humming and rolling of the sound of darkness, the screeching of the mind like the neighing of thousands of people gathered and slammed into the exhausted human warriors.

  The Thousand-Eyed Demon will use this blow to defeat the humans in front of him, capture their pure souls, and make them believers of the void like Chogall.

   It knows that it is very difficult for him to survive today in the face of the attack of the King of War and the insidious tricks of Black Shaw.

   But as long as the seeds of the will are left, there is still hope for him to continue to exist.

   Just like the lingering survival of the Void Essence Xal'atas, although it will experience a tragic failure, at least there is a possibility of a comeback in the future.

   Among all the people present, only the three people in front of them are most suitable to be their carriers.

   Facing the chaotic waves coming from behind, Faao's eyes widened, he reached out and grabbed the guardian of truth in Dasuohan's hand, and protected his two disciples in front of him.

   The roar of a warrior sounded, the golden fire burned on the Pope, and the robe of the old man who always treated everyone mildly was lit.

   The light casting pattern on his body is shining, no longer suppressing the unfolding of the holy halo.

  The throbbing flames circled around the holy shield, with Fao as the center, and a dazzling golden arc spread out, hitting Cthun's depraved impact head-on.

  Golden and black lights entwined each other, collided, and shattered, causing the old man's pale hair to flutter backwards as if being blown by a gust of wind. In the roaring golden storm, he maintained his shield-guarded posture and shouted loudly:

   "Evil! I've thought about the meaning of the Light-forged power that the Light has given me.

   I thought it was a divine blessing, but it wasn't until I came here and saw with my own eyes that you, the enemy of the Light, in dark form, that I truly understood what the Light meant.

  It wants me to be reborn in a stronger posture, hoping to see a stronger leader to lead the people of light through the mire of darkness. I question whether I am worthy of this blessing, but I will not betray the power.

   In the name of Holy Light!

  You will usher in the verdict of justice! "

  Old Fao unleashed the full power of the Lightforger for the first time.

   He seemed to be incarnated by a golden sun shining in this dark place. The blessing from the divine source made the old man almost melt into the light.

   He is not a very aggressive person.

   At this moment, like a caster throwing an attack, he raised his left hand and slammed down with a virtual grip in the posture of a warhammer. The scorching power made Odin, the king of war, have to temporarily avoid his front.

   And the fool Fenna was even more stunned to see the earth pierced by the holy light falling from the sky above her head. A golden beam of light like a meteorite fell from the sky, like a terrifying cannon roaring on the huge fallen body of Cthun.

   The filthy body as huge as a mountain requires little aiming.

   The full blow from the Lightforger was like a judgment falling from the source of the Holy Light, wrapping C'Thun's filthy body in the golden sun.

   The brilliance of its radiance made Fenna unable to look directly. She covered her eyes and exclaimed that she was invincible.

   The burst of lightcasting that this old man Fao was forced into a corner is a bit powerful!

   I don’t know if I can learn this ritual myself? Moreover, old man, since you can fight like this, you should have said it earlier. If you break out sooner, my stinky brother won't be eaten by C'Thun.

   "Ow"

   Lightforger's full-strength strike made C'Thun feel an absolute crisis, and a full-screen mental shock broke out again under his life. This time, the shock was at least three times that of the last time.

   Fenna, whose energy was surging, protected her body with double blades and was smashed to the back, smashing the pillars of the temple with a bang.

  The stupid warrior touched his head and shook his head with all his might to calm himself down, only to see the weak posture of the old man Fao being supported by the big knight and retreating.

  , what!

  Is that powerful beam of light a one-time desperate skill?

   That’s fine.

  No more.

   Let’s continue to be a soldier honestly.

  Fina blinked, and looked at C'Thun, who was lying on the ground with his whole body burning and weak like a mountain of flesh, and was cut by Odin's lightning piercing.

   She is going to open this guy's stomach and save her stinky brother.

Hello!

  Hold on, stinky brother, elder sister will save you.

Don't be digested by the stomach acid of the big monster. This is a way of dying that no one else has heard of. It's a shame, and I am not a soldier who is ingenious enough to sew up your broken body bit by bit. ah.

   (end of this chapter)