Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 829 160. Are you putting this card bug?

  Beyond the material world of Azeroth, there are many empty places that cannot be accurately located. Some of them are as vast as the Emerald Dream, but they are associated with the plane world outside the material world.

   And some are "man-made".

  For example, the four elemental domains are the elemental planes formed by the guardians of the Titans who locked the elemental domains outside the material world after the war of **** millions of years ago.

   That is both a cage and a separation between the elemental monarchs and Azeroth, lest they destroy the perfect blueprint the Titans have laid out for the world.

  The nature of Ny'alotha, the sleeping city where N'Zoth is located, is similar to that of the elemental realm.

  This peculiar plane that is free from the void and illusion is impossible to connect with the material world under normal circumstances. Only when evil creations like the Storm Furnace are born in the material world can Ny'alosa be attracted to the main world.

  This is also the cage of the ancient gods.

   But it is the only one of N'Zoth, and the other three ancient gods do not have this kind of treatment.

Like the thousand-eyed demon K'Thun, the thousand-throated demon Yogg-Saron, and the "killed" demon Y'Shaarj, they are worthy of creating a cage of reality in the depths of the material world. Just OK.

Only a "pure caster" type ancient **** like N'Zoth, who is not good at physical attacks, but is extremely skilled in manipulating illusions and nightmares, is worthy of allowing the guardians to imprison its fallen body while still needing more Add a layer of "spiritual cage" to it.

  Black has said before that the material cage of N'Zoth the Corruptor is under the capital of the Deep Sea Empire.

   Queen Azshara's construction of her own royal city in Nazjatar was not a random choice. For the past ten thousand years, the naga have been trying to unlock the material cage of N'Zoth.

   Of course, the progress is slow, almost no progress. But this is definitely not because the Nagas lack the necessary knowledge, they are simply grinding foreigners.

   The relationship between Azshara and N'Zoth is very complicated, and it is definitely not as simple as a simple subordinate.

   "Om"

   On the edge of the sleeping city of Ny'alotha, which has had few outsiders for millions of years, the purple-black void fissure spun open, bringing today's third "visitor" to this deserted and depraved city.

  The smelly pirate strode into this nightmare place that others could not avoid with a pipe in his mouth, a long sword and a dagger in his hand.

   He even had the mood to turn back and shout to the other end of the Void Vortex that was about to close:

   "Baku, I know you are very satisfied with your new lair, so you don't want to come with me, you coward. But you have to pay attention to hygiene, you know?

   Clean it up a bit.

   You are a demigod anyway, and as the "Supreme Saint" of the Tide Religion, you need to pay more attention to the quality of life.

   By the way, I told the others outside the Furnace of Storms to evacuate, don't wait there stupidly! If N'Zoth goes crazy again, he'll have to be wiped out there.

  If Your Excellency the Tidehunter comes, remember to tell it for me and let it wait.

   I have a gift for it. "

After shouting   , Black took a step back.

   Watching the Void Vortex in front of him rotate and close in reverse.

   Before he could take a closer look at this ghost place, he felt the ground tremble.

   A violent earthquake came from the center of the fallen city, as if terrifying beasts were fighting, causing the pirates to shake their bodies.

   "The concentration of void here has exploded, and it is no different from the real void world."

  Xalatas said weakly in Black's ear:

   "Even if you have me to protect your mind, you can't stay here for too long, your flesh and blood can't resist this level of void corruption, and you have to leave in thirty minutes at most!

   You don't want to have new organs like tentacles and eyeballs all over your body, right? "

"I know."

  Black raised his head and looked at the city in front of him with his own eyes.

   To be honest, it’s pretty and grand.

   Just like the visions that cultists see when their will is connected to the void. The pure black city in front of him seemed to be built in the eruption of magma.

   It is entirely composed of obsidian, and the city is covered with empty obelisks, and in the sky beyond the city, there is a pale golden light that does not feel any temperature at all.

   Make the city not dark, but bright.

   But this kind of light does not bring any comfort and security to people, but is full of an indescribable strangeness, desolation and desolation, like an ancient call from the beginning of the world.

   "There should be a lot of Aqir Zerg here, and under each obelisk there should be a coffin of the servants of Krasis guarding N'Zoth, and those undead infused by the void are guarding here."

  Blake shook his shoulders, put his left hand above his eyes with his hips on his hips, looked into the distance like a traveler and said:

   "That should be where N'Zoth's shell is.

  The cunning Corruptor forged a thick shell that spanned the spiritual and material planes, materializing his own anger and resentment to guard this corrupted holy place.

   He piled up his own fallen flesh and blood, hiding the way to his true self.

   N'Zoth is impossible to kill here.

  This is just the world of its will.

  Unless its cage is broken, the illusion of will and the material world are merged, and Ny'alotha is summoned to the real world to end its corruption on the level of life and death.

   It is the weakest among the ancient gods, but it is also the most capable and the most difficult to solve. "

   "I can no longer complain about your understanding of our void creatures. You seem to know us better than ourselves. Our strengths and our weaknesses are all visible to you."

   Salatas said in a lazy tone:

   "But since you know this, you should also know that Daelin and Maiev who jumped in here are just pitiful flying bugs who threw themselves into their own nets. Why do you have to come to rescue them?"

   "Do you really want me to say that answer?"

  Black stepped up the towering stairs to the city of Ny'alotha, and in a dead silence that echoed in the void, he said:

   "I'm coming to them now because I don't want to see a 'Void' Daelin, or a 'Dark Inquisitor' Maiev at some point in the future.

   Against the Old Gods, and especially against N'Zoth, for every point of power we lose, it grows stronger.

  The arrogant idiot of Odin just doesn't understand this, he thought it was the age of Titans, but in this weak age, the power of every legend is precious.

  I don't want to give up those powerful souls and bodies, their existence is the currency to victory, and every one must be used reasonably.

   Even dying in a silly, stupid tavern brawl, or dying in a cage, is better than falling into the hands of N'Zoth."

  The smelly pirate finally walked to the entrance of the city. What he saw in front of him was a huge ruin-shaped building, very flat and full of the dogmatic style of dark rituals.

   However, it was not the grandeur of the city that made Black stop complaining.

   He felt nauseous after watching it in the game, and for a certain period of time he would come here several times a week.

  Everything here is nothing new for a pirate. It's not even as good as he drives a boat on the endless sea. He can walk from Ny'alotha to under the shell of N'Zoth with his eyes closed.

   What really made Black and Xalatas quiet at the same time were the "corpses" that fell on the obsidian ground, the corpses of the Faceless, Krasis and Aqir.

  The pirates finally know where the void creatures guarding the obelisk have gone.

  The answer is that they didn't go anywhere, they didn't neglect their duties, they didn't wander around, they were simply killed, or slaughtered.

   A small part of the corpse had water stains from the tidal blow, which should have been made by Daelin, who was blessed by Odin and had the body of a steel vrykul.

   The remaining corpses were even worse.

  They fell on the road leading to the depths of the city, each one seemed to be burned by some kind of thick and hot force, as if they were plucked from the ashes.

   All the moisture in the body is evaporated, leaving only the twisted skeleton and burnt skin.

  Whether it was a weak flesh-and-blood beast, a ferocious Aqir, or a mighty Krasis guard, none of them escaped such torture and slaughter.

   "The dark moon phase of the Moon God of War, maybe there is also the eternal 'star fall' magic. Well, the cause of this death is that the skull was cut off, it should be a shadow attack with a casual knife."

  Blake was like a traveling coroner, dashing into the depths of Ny'alotha while still in the mood to evaluate the cause of death of the Void Creatures on both sides of the fallen, occasionally smiling.

  Xalatas was completely speechless and unable to laugh.

  For Blake, although the scene before him was shocking, it was nothing more than the death of the monster. He was a human and could not sympathize with these monsters.

   But Void Essences are serious Void creatures.

   Although the rank is very high, these low-level void cannon fodder cannot be looked down upon.

   But along the way, seeing these Void creatures dying is almost like a freshman medical student who went to visit the anatomy room.

   That's uncomfortable.

   There is absolutely no way to describe it in words, and my heart is also refreshing.

   It seems that the legends and stories about the moon and night gods of war in various worlds in the stars are still conservative. The details in those stories that were originally considered to be bragging are now restored by God.

It is said that when they become a moon **** of war, they need to make a moon oath to the moon **** Elune and set a goal for themselves. Before the goal is completed, they will not be exhausted, and they can continuously obtain the blessing of Elune's divine power. , killing endlessly.

   It is said that in a certain world, a Moon and Night War God personally hacked to death a mature ancient god, saved a world that was on the verge of collapse, and died because he couldn't bear the force of the explosion, and also implicated many warriors.

   There are also rumors that the Moon God of War in another world made an oath to kill in order to protect him.

   She first killed all the enemies, but the surging revenge in her heart could not be eliminated, so she began to kill the dead enemies and allies, followed by those who stood by, and finally those who betrayed her.

   Until the end, she alone killed most of the creatures in the whole world, and in the emptiness of her heart, she voluntarily died at the hands of her former lover.

  Tsk tsk, listen to these stories.

   Where is this kind of power a blessing, it is a curse more vicious than Void Corruption.

   But despite all the complaints, Xalatas has only truly seen the destructive power of the creation at the apex of Luna's inheritance today. Maiev can slaughter Ny'alotha before he is a demigod.

   If she really controlled the power of the Moon God of War, she would be able to kill Argus, the base camp of the Burning Legion, alone.

   "It can't be said to be exactly the same as the Moon and Night God of War I foresee and see, but it can only be said to be exactly the same."

  Blake walked quickly through the dead and fallen city. Seeing everything gave him a strong sense of sight, he couldn't help but say with emotion:

   "When she said she was going to assassinate N'Zoth, I thought she was joking, but now it looks like she's being real. But the more that happens, the more I worry about the fate of that stinky woman.

The more    Elune loved her, the more tragic her fate was after such moments. "

   "There is something ahead!"

   Xalatas suddenly reminded, and Black changed direction with a swoosh.

   rushed forward along a wall that was smashed by the energy explosion, and what he saw was the corpse of a huge Void Hound, lying desolately on the road leading to the shell of N'Zoth.

  The body of the Void Giant Hound is as big as a mountain. Its most notable feature is that it has two necks and two mouths, but in front of the neck are two huge eyeballs.

  The back of the neck is covered with tentacles, and each tentacle also has an eyeball.

   It looks like a hydra from a distance.

   But it also died.

   It was like being hit by a meteor shower in every eye at the same time, and the huge fallen body was dismantled by a sharp blade into a disgusting mass of flesh and blood covered with craters.

   "Shadha the Insatiable"

  The pirate jumped down, stood beside the crater, and looked at the lake formed by the foul blood and flesh below.

   He kicked the **** eyeballs scattered around his feet and sighed:

   "If there is anything I admire about N'Zoth, it is only one quality, that this Corruptor is also a 'dog lover'.

  Look how well he raises his dog. "

"Do not make jokes!"

   Xalatas snorted and retorted:

   "Shadhar is one of the most deformed creations N'Zoth has ever created.

   N'Zoth created it to devour the corpses of failed creations, while plotting for the monster to grow enough to devour the heart of the world one day.

  This mad dog has been notorious since the days of the Dark Empire, and it can eat almost everything.

  Look at it, this thing is simply the physical incarnation of the "sin of gluttony", the eternal hunger, the never-satisfied craving, has made it so violently mutated.

  The gluttonous appetite on which it lives has also caused it eternal pain.

   Well, die well, even a void essence like me feels that the existence of such a creature is a threat to everyone. Uh, there seems to be something in the blood pool! "

  Black also found that something was struggling in the blood pool of the terrifying gluttonous Void Dog. He threw out his dragon tendon hook lock, but the moment he touched the blood pool, the hook lock began to corrode and melt.

  The distressed pirate fished the thing out of the pool of blood before the chains were completely melted.

   Then, Xalatas exclaimed:

   "It's Daelin! How did he become human again? Wasn't he made into a Titan creature before?"

  Black didn't answer.

   He put Dai Lin, whose body was covered with filthy flesh and blood, on the ground, and took out the wine from his suitcase and poured it on his head, not to wake Dai Lin.

   This guy's current coma is not due to exhaustion, but the impact of the void.

The purpose of    pouring the wine was to wash away the filthy flesh and blood on Dai Lin's body, but even in a coma, Dai Lin still held on to the trident in her hand.

   He behaved like a true warrior, never giving up his weapons until death.

   After cleaning up, Blake saw that the steel body on Daelin was quickly returning to a flesh-and-blood state. Facing Xalatas' exclamation, the stinky pirate sneered, kicked Daelin, and said:

   "Why else? Curse of flesh and blood.

N'Zoth knew very well that Daelin's threat came from the power of Titan creation and Odin's blessing, so he sacrificed his dog's corpse as a medium, at the cost of the insatiable never being able to resurrect, to restore the berserk Daelin. Curse of Flesh applied.

   cut off the trouble caused by this ‘Odin God’s Choice’ from the source. "

  Black stood up and watched the starlight swaying down from the sky on the mountain of flesh and blood at the end of Ny'alotha, where the tentacles danced wildly, and he said:

   "I take back what I said earlier. To use my dog ​​as a trap, I misread Enzos! He's not a dog lover, he's a **** bastard!

   I should have asked the madmen from Rendehui to come and see, how maddened they are! "

   (end of this chapter)