C'Thun: I've Got Plenty of Troops and Generals, Strong Walls and Ample Provisions. Can You One-Shot Me, Diakum?

(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [1/5])

"What is that thing behind you?!"

When Rexxar woke up, he saw Diakum the Saint looking at him with a strange expression.

Faced with Vigilant's doubts, Mok'Nathal Orcs looked back and saw that the brown bear that he had rescued from Nightmare Rift was squatting next to him. The injury on his body had not yet healed but he was feasting on it with a large ball of honey in his paws.

Archbishop Nali is still holding the remaining honey jar in his hand, and this thousand-year-old hunter is also observing Rexxar's new beast partner.

Half Orcs thinks Diakum's question is strange.

What else could this be?

A brown bear.

Although the aura is a bit strange and does not look like a normal beast, considering that it can travel through Emerald Dream, it might be a "Magic Bear"?

This noble creature Azeroth is really magical.

His two beast companions were huddled in the corner, trembling, and with the injuries on Halasa and Rukhran, it was probably because they provoked the brown bear while he was sleeping and ended up getting beaten up.

Well, my hunting group is also divided into levels, which is good! An outstanding hunting group should have clear levels.

"I saved it."

Rexxar is still a little weak, but the "breathing blood" blessed by Draenor Heart of Life makes him recover every second.

He briefly recounted what happened last night to Vigilant. Diakum nodded and glanced at the brown bear eating honey, trying to persuade himself to ignore all the "strange" things about this guy.

Although under his Eye of Truth gaze, it was a ragged elf lady who was swallowing honey like a beast.

But this was the "beast" that Rexxar worked so hard to tame. He didn't say anything, and it was not easy for him as an outsider to interrupt. He just lamented that these Druid were really playful.

"Get ready. After breakfast, Cenarion Hold's army will march towards Scarab Wall. For the time being, you will act with the Druids of Cenarius Order, and learn from them the various tactics of Druid."

Dick stood up and reminded:

"Troll Empire's troops have been deployed, and their Dark Prophet and Princess of All Spirits are waiting for us there. Although the preparations for this battle have been hasty, the war is of great significance and everyone must treat it with care."

"Okay!"

Rexxar nodded.

He has a keen sense of wild beasts, and he said earlier that Hybrid Insect is a threat to the world.

Whether from the perspective of a hunter or Druid, he has enough reasons to convince himself to join it.

After the two left, Rexxar stood up with his shoulders moved. The brown bear seemed to be very attached to him. After licking the honey, he put his huge head on Rexxar's arm. This made the Mok'Nathal hunter grin and reach out to touch the brown bear's head.

"I will call you "Misha" from now on."

He whispered:

"That is my mother's name. She is also a powerful wilderness overlord like you. From now on, we will walk together in the wilderness. Also, don't bully Halasa and Rukhran, they are also members of the hunting group."

"Ouch"

The big brown bear responded, and then followed Rexxar to prepare for battle.

Not far outside the room, Archbishop Nali felt uncomfortable all over and pulled Dick, and she said:

"Don't you really need to remind Rexxar? Although I know that Druids have their own rules, but is it a bit too much for him to keep a good elf as a pet like this?"

"That brown bear is now a brown bear."

Vigilant rubbed his eyebrows and didn't know how to explain, he said:

"She has been trapped in C'Thun's nightmare for too long. It is like some kind of alienation from Curse of Flesh. She has forgotten her identity as a human being and has been completely captured by the beast's mind. If she rashly tries to wake her up, the situation may be worse.

And that's a Archdruid!

She is much more dangerous than Rexxar, who is now learning the ways of Druid.

I don't think we have to worry about her, she can always take care of herself."

"I'm not worried about the bear, I'm worried about Rexxar."

Neri lamented:

"I originally thought that I had seen a lot of big scenes after 20,000 years of hunting in the sea of stars, but after I came to Azeroth, I realized that my little knowledge was nothing. I felt that it was not a good thing to let him stay with that strange Archdruid."

"But life has its own way out, and it's not my Holy Light Follower's turn to interfere in other people's Life Force matters."

Dick waved his hand, not intending to participate.

Shadow Word also made sharp comments in his ears:

"Life Force is such a pervert! We have long been used to this. I suggest you not to delve into those things that destroy your three views, for the sake of your precarious sanity.

But think on the bright side, as long as you continue to study Curse of Flesh, you can also be like the bear, turning your enemies into anything you want. The power of the void is here to use, use your imagination.

Well, look, the Highbornes are coming.

It seems that they have made up their minds, I would like to congratulate you, Diakum, you will also gain a strong family in the shadows."

Vigilant turned around and saw Governor Toserin, who was wearing Highborne magic armor today, striding towards him, followed by Lady Blue Moon and Sandar.

The three Highborne leaders didn't talk nonsense. They handed a sealed scroll to Diakum. The Toserin governor said in a deep voice:

"After discussion, we decided to accept your proposal. With the help of Lady Blue Moon and Sandar's amazing magical attainments, we completed this "Ascension Ritual" for you. It can introduce Void Entropy under the premise that mortals can bear it, thereby slightly changing the life form of individuals and leading them into the shadow path of the void.

We will also start preparing for large-scale shadow ascension immediately after returning to our respective territories, which will become Highborne's means to resist Magic Plague."

"But this has a prerequisite, Diakum Zastinss."

Lady Blue Moon leaned on his dean's staff, and the big Lich said seriously to Vigilant:

"Anyone who steps into the darkness must have light in front of them. The ascended ones must have a Bright Light guide so that they will not be lost in the temptation of the void. We have talked with General Staghelm, and we know that he and Shifting Sands Guardian have stepped into the darkness under your leadership to find a way to return to purity.

Our people also need to find a fulcrum in the Shadow Path.

Therefore, only after you complete your Path of Light and Shadow trial and sum up your unique Light-Shadow Twinborn path can our people take this as an opportunity to embrace the shadow."

"You must be the guiding light for these "Ren'dorei", Your Excellency."

Erudite Shandaral put it more bluntly. Lord Highborne, who was wearing a white bear skin, said in a deep voice:

"Our people who embrace the shadows will regard you as their lord, just like Old God guides Qiraji Empire. As long as you don't lose your way in the shadows, our people can also reduce the possibility of accidents.

But we cannot tell them straightforwardly that they must obey a foreign Saint. This is not in line with the culture and tradition of Highborne.

Therefore, after the shadow Path of Ascension is opened, we will promote your morality in the name of "Lightchaser" and will not set up religious idols or specific worship for you. Please understand this."

"Call it "Light Weaver", I like this name better."

Dick nodded and said:

"I am not making this suggestion to you just to gain believers or followers. Being able to see Highborne escape from the torture of Magic Plague and enable them to escape the despair of degenerating into Dark Troll is enough to comfort my Consecration soul in the light.

Then, please let the three of you witness the end of my Path of Light and Shadow trial.

If I can defeat the Nightfall shadow cast by C'Thun, then your people will have their own shelter when they enter the darkness. If I cannot defeat it and fall into a fallen thing in the thick darkness, please give me a rest.

If I fail, then the three of them can look for an alien leader named "Nether-Stalker" in the void rift.

Although he is not necessarily a good person, he still has a trustworthy moral standard and is enough to guide the newly born Ren'dorei through the dangerous Entropic Energy ocean."

This proposal made leader Highborne's eyes light up. After Diakum described the characteristics and origin of "Nether-Stalker" to them in detail, the three of them felt confident. While praising Diakum as a true good man, they surrounded him and headed to the front of the fortress.

The army is ready to go.

Diakum noticed that there were many more Watchers walking in the shadows over Druid. Several Priestess of the Moon wearing moon-white robes were standing there. While Moon Goddess was being consecrated to Warrior, an elf female general wearing an elf armor and carrying a black moon bow was riding a fierce Frost Saber to check combat readiness.

That should be the commander-in-chief of Shandris Feathermoon, Kaldorei Silverwing Sentinels, and the number two member of the faith organization Elune Sisterhood.

She is the adopted daughter of "Nightsworn" Tyrande, a true fighting hero.

However, there was not much time left for everyone to chat at this time. Trolls had urged them several times that they had to set off.

At the last moment when Old Staghelm issued a declaration of war in front of the fortress, Diakum took out the positioning beacon of Army of the Light's vanguard fleet. The coordinate light points showed that they had arrived in the star field where Azeroth was located and were rapidly advancing towards the planet itself.

"Neri, you are in charge of positioning the beacon."

Dick handed the device to the archbishop and said:

"I have completed the authorization. After we enter Scarab Wall, you will call on the fleet to guide the Holy Light strike at the appropriate time."

"Hmm."

Neri put the ranger helmet on his head and took the mechanical box. This thing is the most important thing in this breakout operation, and it is also the ultimate move used to deal with Old God.

"Kaldorei warriors, set off!"

Old Staghelm held high the Scepter of the Shifting Sands used to open the seal of Scarab Wall in front and waved it towards the battlefield.

The next moment the army moved forward, facing the rough wind and sand towards the enemy from thousands of years ago. Diakum also pulled the reins. In the roar of Spectral Tiger, he led Dawnchaser Tauren and Mag'har Warrior into it.

This time War of the Shifting Sands was not as brilliant and exaggerated as he remembered, and the opening ceremony of Ahn'Qiraj was destined not to be known to most people in this timeline.

"But ordinary people cannot understand the significance of this war. Perhaps the fate of the world will be diverted to another track as a result. Like what is happening in Eastern Kingdoms, the future direction of the world has been changed, and it is still accumulating momentum for advancement."

Behind the crowd, Chromie, who was riding Magic Carpet, quickly recorded in her book. Tarecgosa, who was beside her, leaned on her staff and looked around. She whispered to Chromie:

"That Scarab Wall was built by our Dragon Aspects. Although I didn't participate in the war at the time, I heard that Emerald Dragonflight and Red Dragonflight wanted to help Kaldorei also sacrificed two important people. Originally our Blue Dragon prince Arygos also had to sacrifice himself, but Black Crow King's timely entry saved him from the crisis.

Every time Arygos talks about this incident at Nexus's gathering, he sighs and sighs. He feels that he has become a deserter and is sorry for his friends."

"That's a good thing, Arygos escaped its lifelong nightmare. Well, everything that happens in this timeline is a good thing!"

Chromie said without looking back:

"I know what you want to say, but now even if Kaldorei notifies Dragon Aspects, they don't have time to come and pay attention to this place.

The devil is coming!

The dragons are more sensitive to this than mortals, and all the major Dragonflight are busy preparing for war, so don't disturb them."

"That's not what I meant."

Tarecgosa moved her shoulders somewhat uncomfortably. The big blue female dragon, which had lost Dragon Aspects's power, looked around and said suspiciously:

"Since arriving at Silithus, I have been hearing some kind of sound. It's vague but real. It seems like a big sister is moaning in pain, as if it's haunted. But you are also a dragon, so you don't seem to be able to hear it."

"What? Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier!"

Chromie almost dropped the pen in his hand to the ground.

She turned back and stared at Tarecgosa as if she had seen a ghost. The direct look in her eyes made Blue Dragon scared for a while, but after a moment, Bronze Dragons tilted her head and muttered:

"So this is his purpose of sitting back and watching Orcs take away Dragon Soul? He wants to recreate the real World Guardian, ah, damn! If I had known I was in the Redridge Mountains, I would have flown out with you.

Damn it!

I may have missed a valuable opportunity."

"The great Thousand-Eyed God."

Inside Scarab Wall, under the ruins of a destroyed insect city.

In the deepest part of the earth, in an ancient temple filled with darkness and weirdness, two Qiraji leaders, who were as tall as giants, were leading the insect people to kneel down and pray to their gods.

These bug-men look all kinds of weird, some are fully humanoid, some are half-human and half-worm, and some are still in the form of bugs but have cunning and vicious wisdom in their eyes. They are like a group of experimental subjects that escaped from the laboratory of a mad scientist, full of a kind of beauty of "flesh and blood reorganization".

What they knelt down to worship was not the body of the god, but a stone statue, but it was covered with thick darkness and a huge eyeball looming in the shadow.

They are Overmind of Silithus Desert. Although they were defeated by Kaldorei and Dragon Aspects in War of the Shifting Sands a thousand years ago, in the thousand years of Scarab Wall's seal, the vitality The seriously injured Qiraji clan has already recovered its strength under the care of the God of Darkness. Even if Kaldorei does not restart the war at this time, in more than ten years, the Scarab Wall, which has been constantly corroded by the bugs using Void Power, will collapse.

The insects have not forgotten the shame of failure. They hide in their lairs and covet the world outside the seal day and night.

They will regain everything they lost!

"Trolls, Elf, Loa, Dragon. They are coming!"

Through the penetration of spirit and the pain of tearing, Thousand-Eyed Demon's whispers echoed among his family members, which made Qiraji crawl down more humbly and listen to the orders of the God of Darkness.

"Lightless Ritual has been activated. The loser will become the winner's nourishment. Only the winner can devour the world. Go ahead and start a war! Drag challengers who overestimate their capabilities into the quagmire."

In the thick darkness, there are giant eyes opened looking directly at the insect-men below. The energy of the void turns into Black Lightning and is exerted on its dependents, making the bodies of the insect-men more powerful and filled with spiritual pressure.

In the shadows deeper underground, Old God, which has been entrenched here for hundreds of thousands of years, "looks" at the mortals in the desert with an indifferent attitude.

It doesn't care about Kaldorei or Troll Empire's Warrior, nor does it care about those mortal demigods.

Its eyes rotated, focusing on the alien who was hiding in the crowd, the traveler who was being watched by Sea of Darkness, the guy from the stars, who had embarked on the cruel path of the Void Familia.

The war between myself and him is about to begin. There is no victory or defeat, only life and death!

But arrogant Vigilant, who has repulsed the lightless apostles of Dark Titan Mortal realm, you have to fight not only Thousand-Eyed Demon, but also the devouring army that I have cultivated in endless time!

You must first cross the dark realm of the Qiraji Empire before you can come to me.

With just the few people you brought, it was less than a quarter of the size of the last War of the Shifting Sands. Without Dragon Aspects, without Wild God, an army of mere mortals wanted to attack my Dark Empire.

Are you a little too confident?

Old God's whimpering sounded in the darkness, and as the door to the deeper parts of the temple opened, the corroded Titan Keepers Warrior also walked out with heavy steps.

These ancient Anubisath giants wrapped in darkness will also step onto the battlefield as they did thousands of years ago.

They once slaughtered dragons under the orders of the Dark God. Now, they will once again set foot in the mortal world's war as Void Vanguard.

The bugmen cheered, and under the leadership of the powerful Twin Emperors, they completed the ceremony with confidence.

Outside the temple, countless Qiraji lords were buzzing.

They have received the promise from the God of Darkness, and will lead their own swarm of insects to scream and completely occupy the sky that once belonged to them. The vibrations of their elytra and mouthparts will even overwhelm the storm in the desert, letting the chilling sounds of war resound throughout the world.

Twin Emperors roared and waved his sword, and the black Qiraji flying insects rose into the sky. Along with the obsidian giant's galloping blow, countless corrosive venom and void magic smashed into Scarab Wall's seal, causing the high wall built by Dragon Aspects to tremble, and the masonry cracked and shattered.

Just like mercury pouring down the ground, densely packed insects poured out of the broken seal in an instant.

They walked through the sand sea. A roll of the terrifying earth-boring worm lord Ouro caused a wave-like vibration in the sand sea. The remaining buildings from thousands of years ago were easily flattened by the attack of this "mythical snake"-like creature.

This scene was quickly discovered by the Trolls sky knights in the desert. The soldiers riding Golden Pterodactyl immediately reported the news to Dark Prophet Zul.

When Princess Talanji rushed into the camp with Sandfury divine sword Sussur on his back, he saw Zul also standing up wearing the divine armor.

"Alas, these Dragon Aspectss think very highly of themselves, but they can't even maintain the seal for a thousand years. Each generation is really inferior to the last."

Old Trolls complained fiercely:

"Zandalari's sacred seal has been stable for hundreds of thousands of years and can still function, but look at the shoddy work here! It's a waste of human life."

"Ha, I guessed it!"

Princess Talanji blinked and said to Dark Prophet:

"I know you came all the way to this barren desert not just to get in touch with Kaldorei, but you really came here for the ancient seal in the Nazmir jungle. Has the situation there become so bad that even you feel the need to call in foreign aid?"

"Its situation has been collapsing, and the Loas are panicking. They are urging me to think of a solution. However, how can it be done by mortals to deal with threats of that level?"

Dark Prophet shook his head and said:

"If the storm caused by fate cannot even be suppressed by the weak Qiraji, I dare not entrust Zandalari's future to him. Zandalar Empire has been guarding the world from crisis for tens of thousands of years, and we also want to throw off the burden and travel lightly.

The C'Thun in front of us is indeed dangerous, but it is not the most dangerous Old God!

The "big guy" suppressed by your father's throne is the real troublemaker."