Chapter 362 52.Dual Cultivation of Physical and Magical Arts's Ms. Maiev is so pretty
Corrupted Cenarius personally sits at Lava Land in the south of Mount Hyjal, leading his subordinates Withered Druid to cook Magic Plague.
The poisonous mist that killed the artifacts has spread throughout the Holy Mountain, but it is just a by-product of a gorgeous conspiracy. At this time, these Magic Plague being produced on site are "weapons" that are used to corrode World Tree Nordrassil. When they are boiled, they will be sprinkled from Polluter to World Tree.
Cenarius is not simply about destroying that towering tree.
It knows that this thing is connected to the world and has a symbolic connection with Supreme Star Soul. The huge Life Force of Eternal Life that supports the entire race of Kaldorei can be controlled and absorbed by itself, but Nordrassil itself can also be made into a weapon.
Just like the amazingly powerful Gorehowl, the Dark Boils giant sword in Dark Titan's hand, Polluter also longs to have his own Xinghai artifact.
This weapon must be poured from Magic Plague. Once completed, it can be pierced into World Heart. Use your own Magic Plague to attract Fel Force to Azeroth Star Soul is completely polluted and corrupted. Even though the order given by Dark Titan to Great Demon Lords is to destroy Supreme Star Soul, Polluter has its own ideas.
Its ten thousand years will not pass by in a day!
The complex relationship between Supreme Star Soul and Lord Sargeras has long been known from the mouths of those gossiping demons. The Shaper even told it personally that as long as Supreme Star Soul wakes up, it can gain the power to rival or even defeat Sargeras.
He used Magic Plague to forge the evil artifact, personally guided the corruption of Supreme Star Soul, and shaped it into another Dark Titan.
As long as the plan is completed, the failure of Sargeras is a certainty.
At that time, he who can control Supreme Star Soul with magic weapons will inevitably become the supreme lord of the entire Material Star Sea. By the way, he will take over the supreme power of Fel Force from Sargeras and become the lord of the demons.
Of course, Polluter has its own ambitions.
As the child of Elune and Malorne, with a noble birth, it realized the truth about Force Conflict a long time ago.
It has always believed that Sargeras's vigilance against the void comes from some weird and deliberate guidance.
What Dark Titan, as powerful as Sargeras, should really do is lead the demons of Twisting Nether to conquer the other Holy Land of the five forces instead of insisting on fighting against the void.
Dark Titan wasted his supreme potential, Fel longed to see a killing spree, but Dark Titan was suppressing destruction.
This is obviously an error that must be corrected.
Polluter looked coldly at World Tree in the distance from the magic tower.
The towering tree crown trembled and swayed in the Magic Plague it released. The majestic tree seemed to have foreseen the ending,
But Polluter will not show mercy! It has designed a complete set of perfect "Ascension Ladder" for itself, and it is impossible to give up at this moment when it is only a few feet away.
It takes time to cook Magic Plague. Cenarius cannot leave here. If House of Plagues or Archdruid are attacked by the Illidari who come and go like the wind, wouldn't they spoil their own pot of good magic soup?
Therefore, the important task of buying time for Magic Plague to take shape and constantly attacking Anti-Demon Crusade's tenacious defense line falls on Polluter's evil general Agamaggan.
Cenarius originally had Three Generals.
Annihilator Lycantos, who was in charge of the wolf pack, defected to Death Force and was willing to become a Loa god of death, which is neither good nor bad. What a shame!
Nightmare Tyrant Eranikus, who controls the magic dragon, chose to sacrifice for the ridiculous "love". It has never been loyal to Polluter's great cause of destruction. Everything it has done in ten thousand years is just a terrifying lurking that will not give up until it achieves its goal.
Only "Demolisher" Agamaggan fulfills its mission wholeheartedly and down-to-earth.
Polluter also values this big wild boar with a simple mind the most. Whenever a new Magic Plague is brewed, it will use Agamaggan as its sip. It has rough skin and thick flesh, and strong endurance. Powerful, Wild God used to be the same as Cenarius. It has a very powerful self-purification ability. Therefore, after thousands of years of feeding, the already powerful wild boar god is now a destructive beast that can wipe out all things.
Fel's body is as full as a hill, and its muscular legs are covered with green magic runes. The magic steel War Armor built by Apocalypse Artisan Golganneth himself covers its streamlined body, making it almost indestructible.
The head is covered with a war hammer that looks like a carved skull, and magic steel is used to create a spiral spiked horn on the forehead. Even the rocks on the mountain wall of Mount Hyjal cannot withstand the accelerated destructive thrust of this horn.
The teeth covered with magic steel and the bone spurs on his body have long been crystallized, like the deepest dark green jade.
In addition to the magic steel War Armor, Agamaggan's body is also covered with protective thorns, like a perfect set of armor.
Ten thousand years ago, it relied on such counterattack thorns and its endless brute force to fight Mannoroth to the end.
Even if he was defeated by just one move, it proved that the strength of the big wild boar should not be underestimated.
Now these injurious thorns have been turned into highly poisonous things by Polluter. The poison that seals the throat is flowing on the green thorns. What's more terrible is that Demolisher is destroying everyone in Charge. Every time you take a breath, green Magic Plague poisonous smoke will be sprayed out from the huge pig's nose, making the trapped person mentally and physically haggard. The weak ones will be directly poisoned and transformed into shaky traders under the control of Magic Plague, gathering around the big wild boar.
It is a giant beast and is a Burning Legion!
There is no need for tactics, no consideration, and no plan. There is no sense in the dark green eyes under the skull War Armor. For it, there is only one thing left at the moment it enters Material World.
Charge!
No matter what is in front of you, just Charge! Keep accelerating, and then Charge again!
The earth, mountains, rivers, weak buildings, city walls and gates will be razed to the ground in this fierce destruction Charge. If there is anything in this world that cannot be solved by a Charge collision, then muster up the strength to do it again.
As for what will happen on the messy battlefield left after being smashed by itself, that is not something Demolisher needs to consider. The plague households and poisonous households created by Magic Plague will solve all its troubles.
In just a few dozen minutes, Demolisher defeated and tore through the three surrounding positions of Mount Hyjal. It was stopped at the fourth position, which was the mountain position established by Wrathclaw Bearmen and Northrend. The reason why Agamaggan was able to be stopped was because there were two Wild Gods stationed in this position.
Big Bear and Second Bear!
Well, no, the two brothers Ursoc and Ursol are here to confront their ancient and tragic friend.
Ten thousand years ago, they and Agamaggan fought against Destroyer Mannoroth, and finally defeated the arrogant Destroyer, but at the cost of Agamaggan being seriously injured and lying on the battlefield.
Ursoc and Ursol originally planned to save the Boar God after expelling the demon, but when they returned, Agamaggan had disappeared, and then the name "Demolisher" spread in the star sea.
This incident made Big Bear and Second Bear feel guilty towards Agamaggan.
Especially when we see it today, the once bold and simple god of wild boar has been transformed by the demons into such a violent and brainless Magic Plague monster. From its body, you can imagine what kind of terrible life it has lived in the past ten thousand years.
The roars of the two gods Furbolg echoed in Mount Hyjal with anger and sorrow. They have made up their minds to bring Agamaggan back to the realm of life today.
This is difficult.
Not only do we have to defeat Demolisher, we also have to find ways to imprison it and try to purify it, but the two gods Furbolg will definitely do it.
This is what they owe their old friends.
That is to say, when the fourth line of defense, which was already very close to World Tree Highlands, fell into a battle between three powerful demigods, the belatedly arrived Exodar spacecraft finally appeared on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal through a transmission of Holy Light Gleam.
On the navigation platform of the spacecraft, Archbishop Nali, dressed in military uniform, took a breath of air when he saw the mountain battlefield in flames.
There are fires everywhere in this huge and vast holy mountain, and the Holy Light barrier supported by Diakum is suffering from saturation blows visible to the naked eye.
Doomguard and Dragon Aspects circle around to see World Tree in deathmatch, below the high ground, Bristleback Quilboar and Demon Guard were fighting against each other in groups. Demonic Centaur invaded the elf positions in the mountains, and General Shandris Feathermoon led the huntresses to fight back with fierce bird-wing crossbows.
On the battlefield below, the battle between the three demigods shook the mountains, while the fierce Furbolgs, under the cover of Mountain Giant's stone throws, fiercely attacked the demon bastards who followed the wild boar evil god.
Farther away, a demon army led by Abyssal Lord was passing through the portal, but was "half-crossed and attacked" by the sickle-clawed werewolf killed from the dream, sweeping past like a storm of flesh and blood.
Even the portal was destroyed by a white-haired werewolf holding a war scythe.
Almost all the birds of Kalimdor were summoned here. The weak bird demigod Aviana and her powerful compatriot Ohn'ahra teamed up to set off a sharp storm, sweeping across the sky and destroying the magic bats.
Demons are everywhere, and elves are firing everywhere!
Even the Zandalari Trolls who have always been fighting with the elves have temporarily put aside their grudges. They and their Loas are guarding the main road leading to World Tree Highlands. This time Dark Prophet did not come, but Princess of All Spirits held the Trolls Excalibur and rode a golden Ravasaurus with Golden Guards across the battlefield.
"This reminds me of Antoran Wastes during the decisive battle of Argus. Twenty-five thousand years ago, we fought like this too! Ah, this moment is just like that moment."
Archbishop Nali shook his head, put on his battle helmet made of Hakkar's Bloodspattered Scales, held a long bow made of the bones of C'Thun and the tendons of Thousand-Eyed Demon, and carried Red Throat's Fang on his back.
Diakum is not here, she is the commander of this spaceship.
She looked at the people behind her.
Anduin Lothar and his elf fiancée, the commanders of Warlord Margok and Mag'har Orcs, Prince Kael'thas and Blue Moon Dean and the deans of the Nathrezim Academy, the governor of Toserin and his Scholars Sin'dorei Demon Sword, Sandar and Shandaral, even Muradin Bronzebeard, who originally had nothing to do with this matter, came to join in the fun with Wildhammer Dwarves Kurdran.
Muradin Mainly to avoid disaster.
The dwarf Prince was afraid that the quarrel between his brother and his niece would drag him into the complicated whirlpool of family conflicts, so he ran to the spaceship in the name of being drunk.
He didn't even ask where the spaceship was going before setting off. When he saw the terrifying "big scene" in front of him, it was too late to run away.
But here we are, considering Mountain King's reputation, it would be too shameful not to fight here.
"Everyone! We are here, we have arrived at the gate of hell!"
Archbishop Nali shouted loudly:
"I don't want to talk nonsense. You all know what you are here to do. Let's take action! On the battlefield below, let us fight together and transform into demon slayers to protect the world today!
Voros the Exalted, after releasing us on the battlefield, please immediately go to World Tree to replace Vigilant. His combat effectiveness is very necessary on such a battlefield."
Everyone did not respond, but left the navigation station and entered the delivery area.
When Lothar came over, he happened to see "White Pawn" Varian chatting with Garrosh·Hellscream. The two parties were sharing some very strange things, such as how to kill demons with less effort and more smoothly.
When the first batch of Lightforging Beacon was thrown down and the battlefield teleportation was about to begin, when Lothar put on his battle helmet, he heard Varian whispering to Garrosh:
"So, you are going to kill that Greater Demon here today, and then kill your father, and inherit your father's battle ax and clan? Hiss, I think your Orcs inheritance method is a little bit Tai Chi, right?"
"Oh, the guy who hacked his grandfather to death has no right to say this! You are much crazier than me."
"I did it to let my grandfather rest in peace!"
"Then so do I."
This outrageous conversation made Lothar blink.
He suddenly felt that Varian's family education must be put on the agenda immediately.
After all, he does not want to see Llane end up with a loving father and a filial son. Considering that after becoming the emperor, there is a high probability that the throne will be passed on to Varian, so he does not want to be stabbed by this reckless boy who is familiar with the "Orcs inheritance law" in the future succession ceremony.
"Buzz"
The golden portal suddenly opened in front of everyone, and the portal reflected the figures of the ferocious demons and Fel Elves. When Lothar took a deep breath and prepared to shout out the order, Varian was the first to rush out with Saramani in his hands.
White Pawn shouted:
"The great cause of slaying demons begins today! Warriors, come with me! For the Stormwind Kingdom!"
"Ouch"
Lightforging The werewolves had long been unable to contain the murderous intent in their hearts. When they saw someone taking the lead, they rushed out, followed by Army of the Light's Paladin who also shouted the holy name and followed closely behind them. Instead, Marshal Lothar and his Iron Steed Paladins were left behind.
"This damn bastard!"
Lothar cursed:
"Go back and see if I don't break his legs this time!"
"Hmph, I will be satisfied if my son is half as brave as Varian."
Colonel Daenerys said something casually, causing Lothar to turn around and stare angrily.
Hey, elf!
Do you know what you were saying about tigers and wolves just now?
"Be patient, don't let the war outside affect your thinking, and continue to peel off your Wrath of Elune as I said.
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Among Moon Goddess Temple near World Tree Temple, Nightsworn Tyrande is receiving "guidance"
As the Golden Little Angel circled, Diakum's gentle voice echoed in her ears. Ms. Maiev in front of her was half-naked and was undergoing a Moon Goddess secret ritual. There were several Watchers around her helping to share the power of manipulating the black moon.
"What you want to create is not a permanent "incarnation", but just separate the anger of Moon Goddess in a gentle way, and temporarily give it to Warrior who needs this power.
There is no need to worry that Ms. Maiev cannot bear it.
This is not the real Black Moon Ritual, and she will not become Night Warrior like you!
Just "borrowing" your power to create "Hand of the Nightsworn"."
Diakum has his own Faith Faction, as well as two sects of light and shadow. He is also very experienced in the use of Faith Power, so at this time, he unreservedly passed on his experience to Tyrande, who was doing this kind of thing for the first time.
He said:
"Ms. Maiev's container may be able to withstand more of Moon Goddess's wrath, but I don't think it's enough. I mean, maybe we could try something more challenging."
"Huh?"
Tyrande, who was peeling off Wrath of Elune from his body one by one, and gave it to Maiev, made a confused sound.
Diakum smiled and said:
"You have witnessed my transformation in light and shadow before. It is my unique path, Light-Shadow Twinborn, and the connection between Holy Light and the void in opposition. Although the path of life you are walking does not have similar techniques, life and death also go hand in hand, and the connection between these two forces is closer than light and shadow.
As Night Warrior, you are a concentrated expression of the concept of "Life and Death Great Cycle". In other words, my experience on the road also partially applies to you.
Even if you cannot let Ms. Maiev freely rotate between life and death, you can still use the power of Wrath of Elune to make Maiev and other Watcherss enter the form like me before.
When they die, they will not be immediately captured by Death Force. Instead, they will use the anger of Moon Goddess to temporarily become "Nightsworn incarnations" to harvest the enemy's life and use the enemy's Life Fire to rekindle their own extinguished Life Force.
If Execute succeeds, you can come back from the dead.
If it fails, it can only transform into a new spirit body in the compassion of Moon Goddess, and then use the method of Holy Light Walker to conclude Guardians of Kings, so that the spirit body that died in the black moon can be connected with other Watchers to form a new whole.
I named them "Avenging Celestials", cool, right?
"Sounds difficult."
Nightsworn sighed and whispered:
"I was only a high-level priest before doing Black Moon Ritual. I have never learned these high-level techniques related to faith. I don't want Maiev to take risks."
"She firmly believes that you will not let her down. This kind of trust itself can be regarded as the prototype of "faith", and the Night Warrior that you survived through a strange combination of circumstances is actually the Lesser God that was possessed by Elune.
You are qualified enough to have your faction, although you Life Walker don't pay attention to this."
Diakum said:
"But don't worry, just do as I say."
Under his guidance, Tyrande took some time to finally complete the spell, using the symbol of the black moon to create a mysterious tattoo on the back of Maiev, which was a spell used to carry part of Night Warrior's anger.
When Maiev opened her eyes, a trace of Black Moon Crown that was very similar to Nightsworn appeared on her forehead.
That is just a projection, which means that Maiev Shadowsong has become a temporary "Hand of the Nightsworn", which can replace Tyrande to control the anger of Moon Goddess. She and Tyrande share power through ritual spells. As long as it does not exceed the upper limit of what she can bear, she can also use Moon Goddess's anger to defeat the Execute demon.
However, such a mighty power cannot be used in the gentle manner of Priest.
Her Priestess of the Moon robe was taken off, and Illysanna·Ravencrest came forward holding a set of Watchers armor. She whispered:
"This is your War Armor, girl. I said back then that your carefulness, tenacity and low-keyness are actually more suitable to become Watchers than to become Priestess of the Moon. You will definitely become the most powerful Watchers in history!
We will also have a "the Jailer" worth following
"Maybe, but when I sing praises to Elune in the moonlight, I will feel the satisfaction of my soul. Fighting cannot make me happy."
Maiev put on the War Armor.
Under Tyrande's gaze, she said:
"I can only bear a small amount of pressure for you, Tyrande, but every Watchers and Priestess of the Moon will be your help, just like you transformed into Nightsworn and saved us... It's our turn to Consecration for you."
"Click"
The owl war helmet was buckled on the battle armor.
When Maiev picked up Thorn Chakram, the black moonlight formed a gauze of stars and moon behind her.
Behind her, Watchers entered the ceremony one after another, sharing the weight of Wrath of Elune with Tyrande. The cold and fiery power of destruction connected the girls of Elune Sisterhood to each other, supporting the precarious civilization of Kaldorei at this moment of disaster.
This scene made Diakum, who was watching, realize something in his heart.
Although the way of life is different from Path of Light and Shadow, this kind of sharing of "one for all, all for one" coincides with Holy Light's belief.
He thought of the legend about Holy Light Lesser God that Saloras once told him. It is said that when the light of all people gathers on one person, Holy Light Force will give birth to the first Lesser God.
Perhaps, that is not just a legend.::
The long steps to ascend to the gods seem to have appeared before my eyes. Ps:
Thanks to the leader of the "Stacked Armor 1 Pass" brother for the reward, the current number of updates owed is: 137.