Agamaggan is struggling.
This sounds a bit incredible.
This big wild boar has not been a softie since it was born in Azeroth.
It is as tough, wild and stubborn as the Barrens it was born from. It has a careless personality and never cares about details, and values friendship and glory. War of the Ancients was also one of the first demigods to stand up against the devil.
After unfortunately falling into the control of Fel, Agamaggan lost everything he owned. Fel's infusion turned him into the opposite of his former self.
Cruel, brutal and ruthless.
It turned into a wild beast of destruction in the mind-torn hell, and ran as hard as it could in the sea of stars for ten thousand years, creating endless ruins and tragic disasters wherever it went.
But one thing remains unchanged.
Agamaggan is a strong person. There are not many things in the star sea that can make him bow down, let alone the current struggle like being stuck in a quagmire.
The previous battle with the two brothers Ursoc and Ursol involved punches to the flesh, the slaps of fangs and giant palms against the masculine force that showed its strength, and the mountains and rocks shattered into rifts on the entire battlefield. However, now there is darkness in the rift valley, like layer after layer of Entropic Energy fog covering the sky and the sun, swallowing up all the light.
Demolisher really wants to find the guy who made him a wolf and fox, and use his brute strength and ruthlessness to crush him and teach him a lesson, then step on him into the mud and grind his bones to ashes.
But when it aimed Diakum again and again, Charge could only get a weird feeling like hitting some kind of gel. No matter how powerful it was, no matter how deep the dental treatment penetrated, it could never inflict more effective blows to the opponent.
On the contrary, with each contact, his body temperature became lower and lower, the evil fire wrapped around him became weaker and weaker, and the cursed Life Force became more and more fragile.
The solid skin was covered with black frost, as if he were trekking in the icy and snowy Polar Storm; the flames and air pillars sprayed from his nostrils became more and more illusory, as if every trace of light and heat would be swallowed up immediately the moment it left the body.
The big wild boar is like walking in the dark night. It not only doesn't know where to go, but also doesn't know how long it can hold on.
This is a tough enemy.
Just like an abyssal octopus with its tentacles protruding from the deep water, its soft tentacles will always wrap around the enemy's body one after another. Even if a few are torn off, more tentacles will poke out from the dark abyss, strangle the neck in a more deadly way, let the sense of breath fill the body bit by bit, and at the same time fill the soul with fear.
Diakum is that vicious octopus!
Devourer of Worlds, which is immune to physical damage, is Agamaggan's god of death today. It is really difficult for the big wild boar to dispel its shadowy engulfing light. Only by occasionally spraying out the evil fire strengthened by Fel Force can it barely dispel the sky-blocking effect it brings.
But with the filling of Void Entropy, the connection between Greater Demon and Twisting Nether is also being severed.
Attacks that are not attached to the Force cannot threaten it at all, but every second, your Life Fire will weaken by one point.
This guy is a Void Demigod.
It doesn't even need to take the initiative to attack, its void power will turn into sharp claws and spikes tearing at the mind. Those claws pierce Agamaggan's violent mind, bypassing the meaningless destruction and digging deep into the hidden doubts, pain, despair and powerlessness.
It is searching for the deepest fears in its own soul.
That was the bomb he left for himself. With just a flick of the fire of the void, the explosion of fear would tear apart the body of Invincible from the depths of his soul.
Greater Demon knows that it can't go on like this.
It must break out of this Void Realm shaped by Devourer of Worlds, so in the shadow of Entropic Energy, when Devourer of Worlds's dim butterfly wings appeared again, Agamaggan did not rush forward to fight arrogantly, but turned around and faced Charge in the other direction.
It dragged its body covered with black ice and its heavy hooves that became increasingly weak, tearing the ground apart and creating vibrations in the lightless land.
Want to stop those hungry bugs.
Those hungry swarms of insects that followed Light Weaver and devoured the light were a group of cowards, just like the hyenas that followed Lion. They did not dare to confront him head-on. They only dared to hide in the Entropic Energy fog of Devourer of Worlds and look for opportunities to pounce on him and bite him. Those rats did not even dare to stay longer and would quickly retreat with the piece of meat.
I can crush these shameless people to death with my own kick!
However, it must now retreat.
So Agamaggan ignored the insects that rushed to bite him in the dark.
It is accelerating, constantly accelerating, letting its body heat up to resist the coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow, letting the black ice Dispersion on its surface allow itself to re-establish the connection with Fel, and it only takes a very short time to make up for the swallowed Life Force.
Endurance is its talent, and even after entering Fel, this talent has not been eliminated.
Close!
The big wild boar seems to be able to feel that it is getting closer and closer to the border of this lightless land, and the distance between itself and Fel is getting closer and closer. It seems that it has seen the green Fel glow, and it will return to the pit of hell filled with the smell of sulfur.
Yes.
It's just a little bit different.
Just like ten thousand years ago, he was severely injured in the battle with Mannoroth and could no longer return to his lair. He could only rest in place and wait for the rescue of his companions.
That was the time when I was at my weakest, and it was at that time that the green Fel appeared in front of me.
The Shaper Sargerei appeared next to him. It healed his weakness with the warm Fel. It poured the fire of Fel into his body, allowing him to own the entire star sea as a hunting ground. His endless irritability and destructive desire made him stronger and stronger. Every day after joining Burning Legion, he lived extremely happily...:
"Found... the source of your fear."
Diakum's voice sounded like a loud bell, making Agamaggan suddenly wake up.
It awakens from the illusion that it is about to break out of the lightless land.
I have not broken out of the fog of Entropic Energy at all, nor have I returned to the embrace of Fel!
It was trapped in this dark quagmire by Devourer of Worlds's "Entropic Energy tentacles". Diakum's cold thoughts were like tentacles rummaging through his memory, and finally found the node that could defeat it.
The weak pain coming from all around the numb body means that he is being eaten by Shadow Chasing Swarm. Those sharp mouthparts are tearing off pieces of flesh and blood from his wounds. The greedy Twilight Hammer is devouring his own blood and treating it as a delicious wine. His own Life Force is extinguishing.
One's own "light" was taken away by the other party.
"Proud"
It neighed, its four weak hooves swung, throwing down the bugs lying on its body and trampling them to death. Its huge body tried its best to get up, and the powerless mites moved towards the outside of this lightless land, which was actually not that big.
Shadow Chasing Swarm was thrown off while the giant beast was walking, but more bugs would jump on Agamaggan's body and bite the flesh.
Devourer of Worlds stopped behind him, its dark butterfly wings flapping gently, and the veins of light were already lit up, which meant that this time the "Light Devouring" was about to be completed.
But Diakum did not choose to swallow up the last light of Agamaggan with a meal.
Instead, he allowed the giant boar mite to rush out into the darkness.
Voidform killing Greater Demon will only make it return to Sea of Darkness, even if he uses the power of Holy Light to purify Agamaggan It will also benefit the lurking Death Force fisherman. From the memory of Agamaggan, he already knows that this guy was trapped by Sarkir and fell into Fel 10,000 years ago.
It's exactly the same situation as Lycantos and Eranikus.
Once Agamaggan in the form of Fel is purified, the "little switch" in the big boar's body will definitely be activated, allowing it to jump to the realm of death and become the power of Shadowlands.
And it will definitely not be Wild God's peaceful "retirement" mode in Ardenweald. Perhaps Agamaggan's soul will be shaped into the most terrifying Abyssforging monster in the Maw, becoming a force in the hands of Land of the Dead's careerists.
Vigilant doesn't like this kind of "enemies" behavior.
He didn't want to see "Death Tauren" show its power again and openly transfer the precious power belonging to other forces into their hands in front of his eyes. The destiny he wanted to change was shaped by those guys.
Since there will always be confrontation in the future, it is better to be more thorough from now on!
This Life Force is a good leek, Fel is awesome, and death is awesome. Can't my Great Void be awesome?
He has found the deepest fear and despair in Agamaggan's soul. For the Void Authority driver, finding these things means that the other party is at his mercy.
So Devourer of Worlds raised the Twilight Hammer in his hand, let the red-black crystal and the big rotating eyeball in the center light up, and swiped downwards along the beacon he left in Agamaggan's memory.
Greater Demon, who was rushing out of the lightless land, suddenly let out an earth-shaking scream of pain.
Those "good memories" covered by Fel lost all disguise at this moment. The tired big wild boar seemed to have returned to 10,000 years ago. He was lying alone in a seriously injured place waiting for his companions to return for rescue. When Sarkir appeared with the seed of Fel, how could he have any satisfaction and desire?
That is clearly the despair and fear of facing the ending of depravity!
It rolled in pain in its own blood, covering its body with soil mixed with demonic blood, and even wanted to dig a hole and bury itself to resist the corrosion of Fel that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Life Force's blessings were stripped away bit by bit, replaced by burning pain.
Sarkir just looked at it, and Great Demon Lord laughed wildly, knowing that it would gain a supreme beast of destruction,
But he could only lie there and let the disaster overtake him. No one could help him on the battlefield of Toyoko. Falling into Fel was his own the One ending.
The malice of the void keeps cutting along the torn memory disguise.
They evoked Agamaggan's despair that had been buried for thousands of years, and the wolves tore and screamed to bring it back to its desperate situation.
It saw its own fall, and saw that it was strengthened by Corrupted Cenarius's continuous infusion of Magic Plague in the Burning Legion. It also saw the fearful looks of the creatures wherever it went.
They knelt down, begged, and screamed in despair, just wanting to spare them and their world.
But no.
No forgiveness, no mercy.
He wears evil fire and breathes out Magic Plague. Everywhere he goes, there are ruins everywhere... How many worlds have he destroyed in the past ten thousand years?
Agamaggan number is unclear.
The moment it was forced to wake up from the dream of destruction woven by Fel, it fell into endless despair again.
It is no longer the incomparably powerful Wild God, nor is it the destruction of the planetary sea Demolisher. It is just a shameless executioner who was abandoned and then fell into depravity, with his hands stained with the blood of destruction.
Fel can indeed change the power of individuals and catalyze their strength, but it is difficult for Fel to change the background of a soul, especially when one of its moral principles is firm enough.
No life that can become Wild God is ordinary, and Agamaggan's morality is firm enough, so firm that the Shaper and Polluter must constantly cast illusions of destruction on it in order for it to be immersed in the "happiness" of destruction.
Unlike Destroyer Mannoroth, who was born crazy, Agamaggan never wanted to be a destroyer.
When it was born in the ancient continent of Kalimdor, it was a happy little wild boar. All it wanted was to eat well and travel around.
It was an accident to meet Ms. Freya, and it was an accident to become Wild God. It was also an accident to establish Razor Hill and create Quilboar. It did not resist accidents and was willing to accept everything that fate sent.
But the background of Agamaggan is always that Rockhide Piglet that is covered in mud and will be happy all day just because it finds a sweet root.
This is not it!
This Magic Plague beast that brings pain to the stars is not it...:
This is a nightmare, but no one can wake me up.
"Proud"
With a roar full of pain, Shadewalker on the position saw the giant beast rushing out of the lightless land.
There is no intact skin on its body, and countless Shadow Chasing Swarm are lying on its body biting, like ants hanging on the dead bones. Agamaggan takes one step and countless insects fall down, and Devourer of Worlds's Entropic Energy are like black chains that restrain and tear its spirit.
Like a big wild boar that has fallen into a trap and is unable to break out.
Demonic blood is swaying, and hope is being extinguished.
The big wild boar breaks out of the darkness not to embrace the light, it can no longer embrace everything.
The behemoth of destruction began to fall the moment the torn darkness Entropic Energy turned into a shadow cloak and took off. Finally, it fell to the ground like a dying fish, plowing out a terrifying ravine, crushing countless insects and stopping in front of the rock of the position.
It stopped at the feet of General Staghelm holding Entropic Energy war sickle.
Those green, violent eyes were full of despair and regret, and even shed cold tears.
It is no longer powerful.
The desire for destruction in the heart was crushed by Diakum, and all the despair and fear were detonated, which meant that it would reach a desperate situation on both the physical and psychological levels.
It is dying, like a dying god.
With the flapping of dim light butterfly wings, Devourer of Worlds, which turned into dark smoke and fell to the ground like Death Angel, once again appeared in Agamaggan's eyes. He strode over with Twilight Hammer in hand, and Eyes of the Void on his shoulder locked it.
The ripples of Crown of Shadows surrounding the void represent an impending execution.
Agamaggan used its last strength to turn its eyes and look at Diakum. The world in front of it was divided into two realms at this moment.
In the real world, Diakum reached out and snatched away its last ray of light, letting the darkness surrounding it gradually fade away; in the spiritual world, it saw Vigilant wrapped around Holy Light appearing in its most fearful memory, replacing the abominable Sarkir, standing in front of itself, waiting to die alone.
Vigilant stretched out his hand towards Agamaggan, who was lying weakly in the blood, and said:
"Join the shadow-chasing insect swarm, you will never be abandoned again..."
"Sarkir...The Fallen... the destruction... despair... sin..."
"We will find him, we will face him together, we will let him endure everything you endured... those despairs, pay back tenfold!"
The pioneer of the void opened its arms to it, made promises, and gave it the future.
So, Agamaggan chose to accept it.
It is no longer willing to be a sharp knife in the hands of others to create more pain. It wants to turn all the misery caused by itself into new power, and finally impose it on the initiator of all this.
Sea of Darkness's insect nest was roaring like crazy, and Overmind personally led the insect swarm to scream.
It's so happy!
It's so satisfying!
The great and generous Light Weaver not only brought back the powerful genes of Greater Demon to the insect swarm today, but also brought back a true "Soul of Overlord" to Shadow Chasing Swarm.
Overmind didn't even dare to think about how powerful the "Insect Hive Overlord" that Agamaggan could create by falling into the void would be.
What it the One knows is that the expansion of Shadow Chasing Swarm in Sea of Darkness will reach new heights. Yes, the moment the Shadewalker King Beast named "Agamaggan" wakes up from the insect nest, the insect swarm can launch more Invincible conquests!
Sea of Darkness is also tumbling, Void Domain is obviously very satisfied.
Not only because an eternal spirit that once belonged to life joined them, but also because this is the victory that Light Weaver snatched from Fel and death!
There is nothing more satisfying than grabbing the treasures that belong to your enemies.
Void Authority, who was punished for Diakum's act of letting Ysera go privately, was finally completed again at this moment.
But now is not the time to be happy. A Greater Demon "light" is not enough to bring Diakum back from darkness to the light. Fortunately, World Tree Highlands has plenty of devil's Fel light for him to use.
But before returning to the battlefield, Diakum summoned the loyal Saloras.
"Send this little guy back to Razor Hill."
He said this, and then transformed into Dark Wind and disappeared on the battlefield, leaving only the remains of Greater Demon that lost his life and was eaten by the swarm of insects.
Saloras was still a little confused and didn't understand what Commander Diakum was referring to, but when she heard the voice, she lowered her head.
Then he saw a small Rockhide Piglet hiding behind his robe.
It seemed to be frightened by the huge Agamaggan remains in front of it, and it was even more frightened by the insects that were devouring flesh and blood crazily.
It's just a little wild boar.
My greatest desire is to be able to reach for a sweet root with my nose when I am hungry, and to roll in the mud for a satisfying roll once in a while.
The dangerous war hell in front of us is not the place it belongs.
"It's crazy!"
Saloras bent down and held the frightened little wild boar in his arms, not caring at all that the mud on his body soiled his robe.
She complained to her sister next to her:
"He himself has not captured enough light to realize Light-Burning Ritual, and his life is counting down, so he still spends precious energy to use Curse of Flesh to shape such a pure individual. This is simply asking for death."
"Don't say that, sister."
Oreses stretched out her hand and stroked the little wild boar, and she whispered:
"The chief stripped it of all resentment, pain, despair and fear, and molded the last trace of warmth and hope into a new thing. Just as light cannot exist independently from shadow, he personally showed us how to use Dark Power to shape the true meaning of light.
Even when he is facing life and death, he can still have kind thoughts in his heart. He is really a gentle guy.
But, what do we do with it?"
"Puffy, thin skin and tender meat."
Saloras poked the little wild boar's body and said maliciously:
"It will definitely be delicious if grilled..."
The very humane little wild boar was frightened.
It trembled in Saloras's arms and squealed for mercy, making the two sisters chuckle in this hellish scene of insects devouring demons.
"Well, I know a guy who is very good with beasts. Maybe we can entrust this little beast to him."
General Staghelm, who had watched the whole scene, stepped forward and whispered:
"It's unclear how much "talent" Light Weaver has left for it. It is said that Undead is haunting Razor Hill. It cannot survive there, but I believe that the guy who likes beasts more than people will definitely be able to take good care of it...:
Throat, Agamaggan, may you rest in peace."