"Buzz"
The cold moonlight suddenly appeared, illuminating the dim battle area, and accurately shrouded Nightsworn, who was wrapped in the void and seemed unable to escape.
When the last ray of moonlight that Malorne sacrificed his life for fell, Tyrande's anger that could no longer suppress the boiling chaos of Moon Goddess immediately calmed down. The comfort from Elune made Nightsworn feel drowsy for a moment.
But she knew she couldn't sleep.
The Devourer of Worlds in front of her turned into tentacles of darkness with cold Entropic Energy surrounding herself, ruthlessly devouring her "light".
That guy's appetite was so frightening that he almost swallowed all the Wrath of Elune he had smashed out before, causing the dim Entropic Energy butterfly wings to have illuminated light veins, as if they were extinguished and rekindled.
That candle is about to be lit, but it's not enough!
Devourer of Worlds is still craving for more...
"It's time!"
When Aegwynn, who had been peeping and waiting at the edge of the battlefield, saw the moonlight shining down, he realized that the struggle on Emerald Dream's side had come to an end. Elune's moonlight reappeared, and Nightsworn would not "self-destruct" again, so Diakum could not continue to devour her energy.
So Star Soul Spokesperson grabbed Staff of Sargeras and stepped forward.
She wants to send the dangerous Devourer of Worlds into his "cafeteria".
Just like what happened just now, Staff of Sargeras plunged into the ground, and the surrounding space was violently destroyed and pulled, and then everything around it that was corroded by the void was taken away with Devourer of Worlds as the center.
However this is not easy.
The moment the energy of both parties came into contact, Aegwynn felt the greedy devouring force from Diakum, eating up every trace of energy he injected into it, like an insatiable vortex mouth.
In just a few seconds of casting, Aegwynn had one-tenth of his magic power drained away.
Sure enough, this Devourer of Worlds is considered the most dangerous among Void Creature. If he is allowed to wander around with such a terrifying appetite, this Mount Hyjal will be dead in less than a day.
"Felwood are so many that there are demons! Go and eat, open your appetite to devour their Fel light! Don't come back until you're full!"
In the shout of Aegwynn, Staff of Sargeras started.
The sound of the space being pulled away and collapsing was like a giant beast swallowing water. The entire area was "hollowed out" in an instant and was thrown into the other side of Mount Hyjal under the control of Aegwynn. She didn't even have time to accurately position it and smashed Diakum towards the area with the strongest aura of Fel.
What happens after that is not up to her. Anyway, the elves have evacuated, and there is nothing left in that place except demons.
After Devourer of Worlds was sent away, Nightsworn Fortress, which had been completely destroyed, began to collapse as a whole. This entire piece of land had long been completely destroyed by the fighting skills of the two powerful people. The reason why it could still maintain its original state was the support of energy. During the constant swaying collapse, Aegwynn stepped forward to help Nightsworn, which was crumbling under the moonlight.
"Those."
The drowsy Tyrande seemed to have finally regained consciousness. She pointed at the few remaining things behind her and said hoarsely:
"Illidan brought the gifts... taken away... they can help me... bear the heavy pressure."
"Leave it to me."
Aegwynn can clearly feel that Nightsworn still has strong and strong power in her body at this time. Although Devourer of Worlds has eaten a lot of energy and Tyrande has slipped from the critical level of Lesser God, her every move is still full of "Celestial Might".
It's like an unstable human-shaped nuclear bomb that will explode at no point.
This was Star Soul Spokesperson's first time dealing with such a difficult incident. She protected herself, picked up the three Night Warrior relics, and used Staff of Sargeras to send the two of them out of the ground.
The moment they arrived on the surface, the entire Malorne's Refuge collapsed together with the surrounding mountains, forming a ferocious rift in a short period of time. Under the rubble and earth, there was still residual life and Void Force that continued to radiate outwards, as if seeds of power that did not belong to Material World were planted and took root.
It is impossible for Dispersion to have residual force of this level naturally. If Kaldorei can survive this demonic invasion, they are destined to spend a lot of time dealing with the remaining trouble here.
If left unchecked, within a few years, the entire Mount Hyjal ecosystem will be affected.
"Take a rest and go to sleep."
Aegwynn supported Nightsworn and placed it between the rocks. She advised with vigilance:
"Only when you are asleep can the world be peaceful! I know you want to help, but in this situation, you are already doing us the greatest favor by not moving around. Even though Devourer of Worlds can swallow your light, Diakum is very seriously damaged.
If it happens again, he might really turn into Void Entropy Demon, which is really the worst situation I can think of."
Hearing this, Nightsworn, who was shrouded in the light of Cold Moon, smiled bitterly.
She said in a guilty tone:
"Sorry, this is my fault... I should have died ten thousand years ago. That was Night Warrior's fate, but Azshara interrupted my path to death.
I killed Malorne when I first woke up after ten thousand years. In the past ten thousand years, it was Master Malorne who used his own Life Force as firewood to maintain this Cold Moon light for me.
I'm a monster that shouldn't exist..."
"Now that the matter has come to this, it is useless to talk about it. You have lived until now, can we strangle you to death again? Living with the power of Moon Goddess for ten thousand years has given you the characteristic of "immortality"."
Aegwynn realized that Tyrande's nature was really not bad. She felt relieved and whispered:
"So, what happened back then? Why did Azshara leave that seal on you? She did it to harm you,
Or for..."
"Azshara asked me to take her place."
War of the Ancients The person involved in the final battle resisted the drowsiness of Cold Moon's light, and she said hoarsely:
"I don't know why she went crazy, but after I pushed her into the Well of Eternity state of collapse, and when she rushed out bathed in the glory of the world, she changed.
Still arrogant, but seemed to have seen something terrible.
She didn't say much to me, she just said that she would help me resist death and asked me to take care of her Elven Empire on her behalf. When the crisis emerges in the future, the seal will be unlocked, and then I will use the power of Night Warrior to fight for the elves and the world again.
She sealed me and helped me withstand the constant Moon Goddess rage, allowing me to barely maintain my last sanity in that Black Moon's Wrath.
This undoubtedly exhausted her strength, and the last scene I saw before I closed my eyes...:"
Speaking of this, Tyrande hesitated and glanced at Aegwynn who was listening attentively. She noticed Heart of Azeroth in Aegwynn's hand. After realizing that the will of the world was also listening, she finally told the secret that only she knew:
"At that time, I saw Azshara's soul out of body!"
"Huh?!"
This news shocked Aegwynn, and she asked:
"You mean Azshara's soul left her body ten thousand years ago? No wonder she can sleep in Nightwell of Suramar until now! The whole world thought that Azshara was seriously injured and could not be resurrected. Who could have expected that the truth would be like this?
Where did her soul go?"
"I don't know."
Tyrande was exhausted. She covered her mouth and yawned in disgrace. With Black Moon Crown Dispersion on her forehead, she said tiredly:
"I only know that her soul rushed into the collapsed eternal merger. I guess she did it for something important. Maybe my understanding is wrong, but I feel that when Well of Eternity collapsed, Azshara did realize her mistakes and sins.
She will never admit that she did something wrong.
She will only use actions to save it.
She is just that kind of person, arrogant, strong yet stubborn."
Seeing that Tyrande was about to continue sleeping, Aegwynn used the last moment to ask:
"How long will this moonlight last?"
"Continues until the next time I wake up."
Tyrande was half-kneeling on the ground, as she had been when she was sealed. She lowered her head and closed her eyes and entered sleep. Only the rhythm of her mind turned into a voice and reminded Aegwynn in her ears:
"Without Azshara's seal to resist, Elune's anger will accumulate in my container at a normal speed. Even if tens of thousands of years of assimilation allow the supreme Life Force to give me great blessings and make my container indestructible, how huge is the power of the true God?
I can still be awakened one last time.
Lady Aegwynn, please tell Malfurion and Illidan, tell them to wake me up when they need me most.
I am willing to Consecration fight one last time for my tribe and this world.
But it was only that one time.
When I wake up again, it will be my fate to die.
Let those two guys not be sad for me. This is my fate. Please also convey my apology and gratitude to Diakum for me. Without his selfless sacrifice, I would have made an irreparable mistake today."
"Elune's accumulated anger makes you lose control. It's only a matter of time, but the good news is that in this era, we
We have found a monarch who is truly worthy of allegiance.::"
Aegwynn blinked, took off his Heart of Azeroth, and hung it on Tyrande's neck. As World Power merged into Nightsworn's body, Tyrande, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
She looked at the faint blue World Power flowing on her white battle skirt with surprise.
She could feel the World Power blending into the flesh and blood container, like a handful of fine chains tied up layer by layer, using the power of Supreme Star Soul to create a new "seal" for her to withstand the constant exertion of Moon Goddess's anger, and extract part of it to continue strengthening Tyrande's already overwhelmed container.
"You should worship Star Soul Lord! That is the way to salvation."
Aegwynn said seriously:
"If you want to live, he is the one the One in this sea of stars who can save you. Although I don't know how World Mother can bring you back from Moon Goddess's anger, there is always a way.
Take this pendant with you.
You won't miss the second War of the Ancients, of course, you have to hold back some strength.
From now on, your faith belongs to Elune, but your existence must be loyal to Azeroth until death.
Welcome to join Salvation Army, Nightsworn Tyrande."
The broken temple ruins of Malorne's Refuge and most of Nightsworn Fortress crashed into the dark area of Felwood like meteorites falling from the sky. The demons wandering around here were in bad luck.
They were first killed by a wave of meteorites falling from the sky, and then they saw something "black" suspended among the fallen ruins.
The daring demons approached to see what it was, but before they even got close, they fell to the ground screaming in a mental breakdown, their bodies bursting with San value, and the flesh and blood of the aircraft transformed into Faceless Ones and K'xir as they were carved in the void, screaming and slaying outwards.
Now, the demons realized that there was a big problem!
A void kid crashed into the battlefield of Felwood.
Come to life, family!
Although the demon cubs of the Burning Legion like to burn, kill, loot, watch the world burn in flames, kill lives and play with their weaknesses, they are all good demons with "serious jobs".
The clearest purpose of Lord Sargeras summoning them to form Burning Legion is to cleanse the void corrosion in this weak star sea. Therefore, Burning Legion has clear regulations internally. Regardless of whether the demons are slaughtering, eating or sleeping, as long as the presence of Void Creature is sensed, they must be dealt with immediately.
Therefore, when Devourer of Worlds produced the first batch of Flesh Beast, all the demons nearby screamed and rushed over.
They want to fulfill the supreme mission given by Lord of Fel, and they want this damn void bastard to die here.
Devourer of Worlds also appreciates this kind of "loyalty".
He had swallowed a lot of "light" from Night Warrior before, and he could already feel that the warm flame in the darkness was about to ignite.
But it's not enough!
He was still very hungry, and there were many grumpy "Fel lights" around him.
Those are the lights that can be swallowed up by him and used to light candles.
As a result, Devourer of Worlds turned into a gluttonous wind of the void, spreading across the devil's battlefield amid the cold songs that Dark Naaru would send out.
He will devour everything he goes, every trace of heat and light will be taken away.
The cold Entropic Energy is like a glacier bombardment, covering the place where the greedy Dark Wind goes with the alluring "black ice". Those demons who have been sucked away by Life Force don't even have a chance to transform into Void Creature.
Their bodies are sealed in black ice, maintaining the rage or terror before death, like a statue of a god standing in a dark place.
Soon, the demons dispersed.
They found that the sharp blades they cut could not hurt the monster at all, and the fire they spewed would be absorbed by the opponent. Only those high-level demons blessed by the Force could seize Devourer of Worlds's body in Dark Wind, and then inflict negligible damage to it, but it was difficult to do so while damaging the opponent's body.
Twilight's Hammer is roaring.
It follows its powerful and ruthless master to feast, turning the lives of those demons into a feast, and then guides the confused and thirsty master on the road to the land of demons.
Dark Wind just wreaked havoc all the way, devouring it all the way, and freezing it all the way.
When Diakum finally woke up from that thirsty dream, he opened his eyes and saw that he was lying in a gloomy demon fortress.
This should have originally been Druid's large beast's den, but it was used by demons to station troops and create massacres. When Dick stood up, he could still see the desecrated Druid murals and words on the wall. This familiar area made him immediately recognize that he was deep in Felwood's "Shadow Hold".
This deep underground beast's den is almost the largest Fel Forging Camp that Material World can find.
He rubbed his head.
The experience of transforming into Devourer of Worlds was hazy and cannot be remembered at all. I can only vaguely remember the roar of Nightsworn, the roar of the devil and the weak cry, followed by the ruthless seizure.
He seemed to be wandering forward in an endless night. There were flames floating in the night. He had to "pick" those flames and use them to light his extinguished candles, so as to rekindle the light, complete a "Light-Shadow Twinborn", and return to the realm of Holy Light.
Now it seems that he has successfully rekindled his flame.
Dick stretched out his hand, and a ball of pure Holy Light emerged in his palm, as gentle as before.
However, the right arm that was severed by Night Warrior has not recovered yet. Limb Regeneration needs time. Now it has only grown an arm. It is estimated that it will take some time for the arm to fully recover.
But when he saw Character Card, he discovered that he had been promoted from demigod: lower position to demigod, middle position.
This sudden increase in power made Diakum a little confused, but then he realized that this was the powerful [Glutton] mythical talent. Taking a closer look, sure enough, the number of Devourer of Worlds swallowed changed from 1 to 2.
There are also detailed instructions:
[You were so greedy that you took the energy that could destroy an ordinary world from Night Warrior to satisfy your gluttonous desire. You completed an astonishing devouring, and all your attributes increased by 20%.
Through this amazing devouring of Life Force, your size has grown again.
Your legendary talent [Half-Giant's Fury] has been upgraded to [Giant's Fury], and all its effects have been greatly enhanced. You can now cause a small earthquake through "War Stomp" and apply the "Holy Flame Consecration" effect to it.]
"No wonder things around me feel smaller again..."
Diakum stood up.
After Light-Shadow Twinborn completed this time, he was not weak at all. He just stood up straight and found that his height had exceeded six meters.
Now he is an absolute giant.
He sighed, feeling that Neri and Twins were going to suffer again, and then called Holy Light to join him, and then tapped the Radiant Holy Sigil surrounding him, making those noisy but accustomed little rainbow fart angels appear again.
Five Golden Little Angel slapped Light Wings and surrounded Dick, singing praises for the saint who returned from darkness to light.
In their BGM accompaniment, Diakum glanced at the broken Flame Blade in his hand. This poor weapon had been used by him to attack Nightsworn and withstood it several times before. Enemybreaker Swordsmanship's heavy pressure was later used by Nightsworn to deal with Devourer of Worlds, and was repeatedly burned by Moon Goddess's black Moonfire.
Even Draenor, the most powerful magic weapon in the world, is now in disrepair.
"We agreed that we were just going to keep it for the Burning Blade Clan, but in the end we damaged her artifact like this. How are we going to explain it to her in the future?"
Diakum, who has a high moral standard, lamented, but when touching Flame Blade, he could feel some subtle changes in the power imprint of this weapon. In addition to the original inheritance of Sword Saint, some more powerful memories seemed to be engraved in this broken blade that could no longer be used in battle.
If you think about it carefully, Night Warrior is the supreme creation of Life Force, and Life Force's Warrior path may be somewhat similar to others. In other words, this broken blade also records some combat skills belonging to Night Warrior.
A inheritance of Lesser God's combat skills?
Squirt, although it is incomplete, it is really hard to say whether Burning Blade Clan has made a loss or a profit.
Diakum thought so, and stepped out of Shadow Hold. As a result, he left the deep area where he was sleeping and saw a Nathrezim Dreadlord frozen in black ice.
The demon king Banehollow who participated in the siege of Malorne probably escaped from the dreamland and was about to take a rest at Shadow Hold, but he bumped into Devourer of Worlds head-on, and then lost everything.
Of course, a cunning thing like Nathrezim will not die, it will just be drained by Devourer of Worlds Light of Life,
Its soul has returned to Twisting Nether to be resurrected in the lottery. There is nothing we can do about it. Ashbringer Killing demons is a talent on the Holy Light side. It obviously cannot take effect under Devourer of Worlds Form.
And Diekemu also discovered a very embarrassing problem.
He can't get out!
Although this Druid underground beast cave is very spacious, it is not prepared for a six-meter-tall giant like him.
He could come in before, but now he can't get out, even if he bends down. The cave passage is only three or four meters high, unless Diakum goes out lying down like a flesh worm.
"But how can Warrior of Light use such a desolate posture?"
Dick curled his lips, took out Disguise Brooch and let himself return to human form, and then walked out of the cave that trapped him.
Otherwise, it will really turn into the tragedy of "Gork the Roarer".
The forest around Shadow Hold is deathly silent,
There are sculptures left by black ice everywhere, like a "forest of stone statues." Diakum doesn't know how many demons he "ate" under Devourer of Worlds Form, but no one will complain about these demons, and even they themselves will feel happy.
They just died this time, and their souls were not burned by Light Butcher.
I've been merciful, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?
Come, read with me!
Vigilant's kindness is not over yet!