Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 831 162. My eldest brother gives N'Zoth military advice

   In Black's view, Maiev, who entered Ny'alotha alone, was already in a "supernatural" state.

   But in fact, it is not easy for her to incarnate the Moon God of War at this moment. The pressure not only came from N'Zoth's uninterrupted mental attack after stepping into this place, but also from the burden of the power of the moon and night.

   After learning the secret of the Moon God of War from a nasty guy 10,000 years ago, Maiev has been tempering himself to adapt to the supreme power bestowed by the Moon God.

   She spent 10,000 years learning, mastering, and manipulating the power of this dark moon phase.

   She has polished herself to the extreme.

   But for the glory of being the Moon God of War, she seems to be lacking. It's not that Elune is too stingy to share knowledge and power for her constituents; on the contrary, Elune is too generous.

  When Maiev needed her, the Moon God gave her power, but taking on the power of a **** in a mortal body was a challenge for anyone.

   Elune's power is so pure and powerful, enough for Maiev to easily win in past battles, but once the battle gets longer, the ever-increasing power of the Moon God becomes a terrifying burden.

  The power of the Moon God of War is essentially a kind of magic, and any magic needs a carrier.

   Maiev's body is the carrier of this disciplinary power, just like a bucket receives the flow of water. After exceeding the limit, the sturdy bucket will burst open.

  Since entering Ny'alotha, the power of the Moon God has been continuously gathering on Lady Shadowsong, helping her to slay through the Fallen City all the way up to now, which has made her feel overwhelmed.

   She must vent this power all at once before she reaches the limit, so as to end the incarnation form of the Moon God of War.

   "Your allies are courageous, but their eyes are still closed, they can't see the way, and you are different, my loyal elect. All eyes will be opened, you are the first pair."

  N'Zoth's vague Void whispers impacted Maiev's mind. The haunting moonlight helped her resist the corruption of the Void, but it couldn't stop the voice of the Old God from ringing in her mind.

   Although without any debauchery.

   But it's really annoying to hear such voices frequently in battle.

   Maiev is not like the stinky pirate who has become the "strongest king" in the field of trash talk. Her way of responding to provocations is simple and direct.

   "Boom"

The thorny knife wheel covered with the light of the moon swiped past the huge and ferocious Void Aberration in front of him. The "Lunar Railgun" triggered by the swing of the knife was not used by Maiev to attack the small monsters that were constantly spawned around. .

   Instead, it was gathered by her and gathered into a bright blade of the moon god, which fell from the sky with precision and ruthlessness, dividing the already scarred Void Will into two parts.

   It was like a gloomy mountain collapsed, splitting apart almost instantly when it collapsed, turning into large swaths of twisted flesh and rushing towards Shadowsong, trying to completely drown her.

   "Get out!"

   Maiev scolded, and the eternal stars in the Moonlight War God's posture were inspired by the fall of the eternal stars, and the roaring moonlight meteorites cooperated with the sharp blade storm and another wave of Luna railguns caused by Yingsong's rotating body, and cleared the scene in an instant.

  Thousands of low-level Void Aberrations instantly turned ashes in the streamer of the dark moon phase.

  Those rays of light are obviously dim, but when they are gathered together, they appear extremely bright, just like bright flowers blooming in this void, and the scorching streamer dimmed in an instant, leaving only Maiev, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

   On the battlefield where the void turned to ashes, the Moon God of War was panting.

   Sweat dripped from her head, indicating that she was approaching the limit. The moonfire shocks that were constantly bursting like water ripples around her body also represented that Maiev had been unable to control the growing power of the Moonlight War God in her body.

   But she can't give up here.

   Every opportunity to incarnate in Moonlight is very precious, and she must fulfill her ultimate goal of entering Ny'alotha.

   "You're finally here."

  N'Zoth's whisper sounded again. Compared with the previous anger, this time the words of the ancient gods seemed very sincere. As the whispers echoed, on the fallen shell of this mountain of flesh and blood, a door of flesh and blood slammed open.

   That is the road to the Fallen Holy Land where N'Zoth is.

   "You have surpassed my subordinates, the place beside me is yours, the path is open, come, go to the path of truth to power, and gaze upon my true being.

   You are doing well, my constituents. "

N'Zoth's voice was enticing, and Maiev, who was wearing the black moon war makeup, pursed her lips. She looked at the road in front of her, and without hesitation, she raised the blade wheel covered by moonlight, and rushed into it in the moonlight. Flesh door.

   "Very good my voters, you have proved that you are qualified to accept my gifts. Such excellent flesh and blood contain endless potential. Enter my kingdom to prove your worth."

What    Maiev didn't know was that when she was bombarded by N'Zoth's coercion, Blake, who was hiding on the edge with the Void Cloak, also suffered from N'Zoth's "temptation".

   The Corruptor whispered to Black, but the Pirate ignored it.

   He just frowned, watching Maiev walk into the path to Ny'alotha's Void Throne, and then seeing the tentacles waving to seal the entrance completely.

   Before he came, he knew that this was a trap set by N'Zoth. The purpose was to capture powerful beings and corrupt them into Void Believers, but he didn't expect N'Zoth to play such a big game.

   Wanting to trap Maiev in Ny'alotha forever, who is now in a supernatural state, N'Zoth estimated that he would have to pay the price of the collapse of the Holy Land.

**** it!

   Another home change!

   Can't you change your tactics? It's this set back and forth!

   After a few seconds, Black took out the Skull of Thakiel from his belt. The old man, who used to be chatty in the past, was unusually silent this time.

   "Don't play dead!"

  Black shook the skull frantically and said:

   "Give me an accurate answer, can you blast away these flesh and blood?"

"do not bother me."

   Uncle Thakiel was very unhappy with the shadow fire that lit up the eye sockets of his skull, and it screamed:

   "This self-proclaimed Corruptor, N'Zoth, is trying to make a deal with me. It says it can give me new, eternal life and repair my soul.

   As long as I choose to betray, I will kill you secretly.

   This deal looks good. Although that N'Zoth speaks vaguely, he looks more generous than you. I'm thinking about betrayal.

   After all, you are not too good to me. "

   "Yo, sit on the ground and raise the price."

   Black sneered and said:

   "Do you want me to leave you here? You and N'Zoth continue to be brothers? Let's see if the Corruptor will honor its promise to you?"

   "Will you do a deal?"

  Thager levitated, cursing:

   "Shouldn't it be that I made an outrageous request, you responded to me with an even more outrageous request, and then we negotiated with each other to get a proposal that everyone could accept?

  Why do you stinky pirates always play cards out of the way? "

   "Then you have to choose a good time too!"

  Black grabbed Thal'kiel's head and twisted its eye sockets behind him, allowing him to see the panorama of Ny'alotha. He clenched his fist and slammed on Thacher's forehead, cursing:

   "Do you think it's okay to haggle with me in this hellish place? Do you have a broken head? Should I replace you with a robotic head? The mechanical gnomes under my command are very good at craftsmanship."

   "Hey, it's boring."

   Mr. Thacher made a nasally disdainful voice, and said in a long voice:

   "My disciple Archimonde won't be as timid and fearful as you are. In a place like this, he can come and leave as he wants. You stinky pirate is too poor."

   "Let's go!"

  Thakir's rebuttal made Black's anger soar, and he simply waved his foot, kicked the useless guy out, and turned around and walked towards the flesh and blood gate.

   A few seconds later, Thacher controlled his skull to fly back quickly, entwined around Blake and flew around, and said meanly:

   "Oh, don't be angry, how can I make a deal with the Void, the enemy of all things, when I have met the enlightener of Lord Sargeras like this?

   I was just joking, what I want, N'Zoth can't give me.

   You just said you wanted me to blast away this disgusting mass of flesh?

no problem!

   I have already calculated that it only takes one-third of your life force to blast away this fallen thing. After all, its anger consciousness has been beheaded by that terrifying woman just now.

   All that remains here is a filthy mass of flesh that is about to die.

  This is the Holy Land of Void, the demons can't get in, so you can only draw your life force.

   Might be a little sore.

   But as long as you hold back, I can take you out of here anytime. "

   "Very well, then get ready."

  Black moved his fingers and took out the long sword and dagger in his hand.

   "Why do you care so much about that horrible woman?"

   Mr. Thacher said suspiciously:

   "Can't you see it? The energy in that woman has exceeded the limit of her physical body, and she will collapse at any time. The tyrannical energy in that woman reminds me of the Dark Titan.

   That is a terrible gift, a power that mortals cannot touch. "

   "Then your proud disciple Archimonde is more powerful than her?"

   Black asked again.

  Thakir was silent for a few seconds, and said with some uncertainty:

   "It should be Archimonde.

   After all, my rebellious disciple has no risk of losing control of his energy. As long as he can withstand the attack of this terrifying woman and delay the time, she will kill herself sooner or later.

   But if she fully mastered this power, or doubled her own endurance, Archimonde reckoned that she would return with hatred. "

   "Very good, very precise description."

  Black nodded with satisfaction, he said;

   "She has proven that the Black Moon's majesty ends at the end of the Watcher's path to the Black Moon, showing me the way forward. She's a Watcher, and so am I.

   Her strength is my future.

  It's awesome, besides Loa, I have another choice. "

   "Choice? I think courting death is almost the same."

  Thakir spit out:

   "The road ends in self-destruction, and Elune has been so generous to her constituents that they can't bear the blessing. So are you!

   Ah, man.

   No matter how powerful a man is, he will eventually bow his proud head in front of beauty. It seems that you like this kind of girl who is very strong in all aspects. Gee, the taste is unique. "

   "I can't wait to strangle her! You call this liking? You are the one with unique taste. Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

   Black reprimanded, and Thalkiel giggled and began to extract his life force.

   At the same time, Maiev had come to the place where N'Zoth was, but when the Moon God of War stepped into this void holy place, his heart was half cold.

   She saw N'Zoth standing in the Holy Land.

  The body of the ancient **** is so filthy, the tentacles of flesh and blood are rooted under the earth, and the whole is like a broken eggplant.

Huge eyeballs exist in the center of the body, but the head is torn open and the inside is full of corrupted blood that rolls like magma, black bone spurs penetrate the disgusting skin, and outside the shell full of pustules and eye stalks, surrounding layers Layers of pure void.

  Its body is as majestic and huge as the tree of the world, but it is full of an illusory feeling.

  The big eyeball turned around in the flesh and looked at Maiev, and just staring made Maiev's moonlight suit be impacted, causing swirling ripples.

   But what exists here is not the physical entity of N'Zoth, but a projection of its fallen will derived from the power of the void, perhaps called thoughts.

   This is also part of N'Zoth.

   is an embodied ancient god's thinking, but killing this thing can't kill the ancient god.

   "Who would have thought that the cage that bound me became my barrier, what an irony."

  N'Zoth also jokes.

   After seeing that Maiev finally came to the "Land of Truth", the Corruptor stirred his voice of depravity back and forth in this Void Holy Land with a tone of appreciation and scrutiny.

   "I may lose Ny'alotha today, and the fallen city will not wake up, but it is not a sin to lose, the generous gods have sent my most proud elect to my eyes.

  You will serve me, and you will wash the world for the glory of the Dark Empire.

bring it on.

  Drowning in the warm void in this holy place of truth, do not flee from the ring of stars, you cannot leave. Your moonlight dims and your eyes are closed.

  This will be your eternal home. "

   N'Zoth's will incarnation let out a low laugh, and in its words, the door to the outside world slowly closed in the flurry of purple-black tentacles.

   The whole of Ny'alotha began to tremble, the city of Obsidian was collapsing, as if the earth-shattering self-destruction would forever isolate this place from the material world.

   N'Zoth destroyed his holy city with his own hands, but it wasn't crazy.

  Once Ny'alotha's fulcrum in this demiplane collapses, it means that the door to the material world can no longer be opened from here, and Maiev will be trapped here forever.

   She will fall into the void source.

   She's strong enough, but N'Zoth has countless hours to corrupt her, transform her, and eventually turn her into another of his Corruptors.

   It had learned the lessons of that ridiculous deal with Azshara.

   This time, it will create its own "World Destroyer", just like it corrupted Deathwing, it will slowly complete this "masterpiece".

   "My faith belongs to Elune, don't you think about it!"

   Maiev, who realized that she was about to fall into a corner, did not collapse.

   On the contrary, she gathered the power of the Moon and Night War God in her anger, turned it into an incomparably huge starlight and moonfire, and bombarded the consciousness of N'Zoth in front of her.

  The Corruptor didn't hide, and it couldn't hide from it, rooted in it.

   But it didn't even want to hide.

   Instead, let the starlight and moonfire smash its consciousness incarnation. In the collapse of his fallen thoughts, countless fragments turned into a storm of black light, whistling and wrapping the weak Maiev.

   "Nyalotha will sleep again today."

   N'Zoth's voice sounded again.

   "The city of awakening will awaken in your soul. The galaxy loses its stars, the black moon rises in the void, the roots of corruption are planted, and the star ring will eventually become flesh.

  Sleep, my chosen, Azeroth will tremble when your black eyes open.

  Dream, Matter, The Whole World.”

   "Elune, please forgive me."

   Released all the power of the Moonlight War God and the weak Maiev was half-kneeling on the ground. She didn't care about the fallen storm gathered around her, she closed her eyes and released the thorn knife wheel in her hand.

   she said softly:

   "I will serve you with pure faith in the end, may I be able to shine as a star."

She allows the last black moon power in her body to writhe without restraint, like an increasingly unstable divine bomb. If N'Zoth cannot eradicate the corruption of the world, she will simply destroy its depravity here. Sanity, forcing it to go back to sleep.

   Least.

   At least buy more time for her world.

   is just a pity

   Even at the end, he is still alone.

   "Boom"

   Maiev, who was preparing for the final blow, heard a loud bang and N'Zoth's angry roar.

   She looked back blankly.

   I saw the scorching magic energy blasting away the closed flesh.

   In the anxiety of everything turning to ashes, a familiar figure strode forward with a sword in hand. Just like the first encounter 10,000 years ago that was ancient but still flashing in memory, a divine weapon descended from the sky to save her from danger.

  This moment, just like that moment.

   (end of this chapter)