Of! -Additional update[55]
(Additional update for the "Overseas Lingjingzhan" brothers [5/5])
Night Warrior think Diakum's idea is too outrageous.
They stubbornly believe that it is impossible to save a Night Warrior, especially when facing a strong enemy and Night Warrior has to pray to Ms. Elune for more power. There will always be a moment when the mortal container falls apart, and Black Moon's Wrath cannot control it at all.
As strong as Stonewright, it only regained a moment of clarity in the final madness.
But Dick told all about his connections with Moon Goddess, and also emphasized that he would definitely invite Ms. Elune to appear in person for this rescue operation.
Now that we have talked about this, it is really difficult for the three Night Warrior to refuse.
They made an appointment with each other and returned to their respective territories. Right now, both Ardenweald and Revendreth had a lot of aftermath matters to do, and Maldraxxus was still fighting.
House of the Chosen's Blackhand Marquis' conquest of Construct Sanctum has entered the final moment. This is not House of the Chosen alone against Construct Sanctum, but the four secret houses of Soul Selection, House of Eyes, Sacrifice, and House of Plagues have joined forces to kick Construct Sanctum.
No matter how powerful the Marquis Gamal is, all he can do in the face of such a large army is to defend with difficulty.
When Floating City of Broker arrived at Maldraxxus again, and when Diakum took the Broker cargo boat to arrive at Theater of Pain, which the locals used to fight death matches, House of the Chosen's trumpet sound representing victory happened to spread throughout Maldraxxus.
The messengers riding on Stitched Flyer held up the blood-stained Battle Standard and flew along Maldraxxus's battle road, shouting "" as they flew. Gamal died under the hammer of Blackhand! Construct Sanctum returned to the control of Primus." The victory message made the whole Maldraxxus excited and excited.
So those elite soldiers and generals who did not participate in the civil war immediately decided to hold an unprecedented gladiatorial competition at Theater of Pain to celebrate their victory.
After discussion, several Necrolords who managed Theater of Pain decided to throw all the "fine goods" just sent by Broker into the arena to give the boys a good time.
So Abyssal Lord captured from Twisting Nether, Progenitor Thornbeast captured from Material World, Fallen Naaru captured from Sea of Darkness, this A series of powerful creatures such as Bone Dragon Lord, which were lovingly crafted by the stitching masters of Construct Sanctum, were thrown into Theater of Pain, replacing the 100-man fighting match that originally took place every day, but was uninteresting.
This group of Undeads, who regard cruelty and conquest as virtues, hope to celebrate the reunification of Maldraxxus's power with such a bloody battle.
The Undeads here are all crazy!
If they can't find enemies outside, they will start a war internally. Anyway, war is their the One desire. Whoever can provide them with enemies is Maldraxxus's good friend.
Diakum sat in the auditorium of Theater of Pain, watching the sword fighters and Lich who were ordered to challenge powerful enemies rush towards those crazy and terrifying enemies. One wave of challengers were killed, and the next wave rushed into the square almost seamlessly.
There are not only local Undead in the audience, but also some viewers from other countries.
Like the local Undead, they were also immersed in this passionate battle. They were all so excited that they howled like ghosts and wolves, wishing they could jump down and join the fierce battle.
Well, of course such behavior is allowed!
Maldraxxus never hates those who break the rules. The premise is that you have the ability to defeat powerful enemies in front of the local Undead. They will still cheer for you, even if the ones you defeat are their relatives and friends.
Maldraxxus is a "living" land of strife.
There are no weak plants here. The bone spurs that poke out of the ground can become the best suture needles with a little modification, and the local flying insects secrete a kind of shellac that can be used to repair any broken bodies.
This land will adjust its ecological system according to the needs of the Warriors, allowing it to produce nutrients that can make the Warriors stronger.
Obviously, when Primus originally shaped this land, he took into account the huge losses that would occur when a group of space killer kings were gathered together.
Therefore, in Maldraxxus, death is just a kind of "entertainment".
The local psychic masters and stitching masters have 10,000 ways to help you sew. As long as you dare to work hard, you will always be rewarded here, and all your ambitions can be responded to.
but if you are a coward
Well, cowards can't come Maldraxxus, so don't worry, there is absolutely no coward in this land!
Diakum watched the skull dragon in Theater of Pain burying all the challengers with its ferocious Winter's Breath, but then some Necrolord who couldn't stand it were yelled at and cursed. They jumped from the auditorium into the battlefield and chopped down the opponents with their tomahawks. They also shouted at the administrator to quickly drop new enemies, otherwise they would rush up and chop the administrator to death.
Then, guess what?
The administrator who was provoked did not get used to this idiot, and immediately jumped into the arena from the commentary booth on a Death Roc, dismantled the provocative Necrolord, and threw its head, which was still making obscene remarks, into the audience.
This scene immediately triggered a roar of cheers from the audience, and also made Diakum aware of the local rules.
Only the most capable gladiators are qualified to be commentators!
In this way, when they are provoked, they can use their own Invincible punches instead of flexible tongues and weak words to physically fight back against all ridiculous provocations.
Therefore, the key point in making a living in Maldraxxus is not to provoke those people who are good-mouthed.
In this hot land of disputes, people without any strength cannot develop such good words.
"Sooner or later this ghost place will be destroyed by our own people. It is full of lunatics and there is no normal person at all!"
Diakum complained fiercely.
He felt that he was about to be affected by Maldraxxus's fighting style. He needed to find a place to calm his mind, but when he stood up, he grinned and said:
"Kargath will love this craziest, scariest and most ruthless arena in Six Realms, and he will definitely try his best to dominate here.
The best thing is that as long as Material Star Sea's civilization is still developing, as long as there are still disputes in the Material Star Sea, there will be a steady stream of conquerors coming to Maldraxxus, and Kargath will have a gladiatorial arena that he will never tire of.
Tsk.
I'm so excited for that Green Skins's beauty."
Vigilant laughed and walked into the aisle leaving Theater of Pain. There were already several Lich from Ritual Court waiting outside the door. This was Medivh inviting Diakum to come over to "discuss important matters."
He boarded War Floating City of Ritual Court. On the way to Frozen Valley where Ritual Court was, Dick was about to take time to meditate for a moment. As soon as he closed his eyes, there was a violent vibration from Floating City, followed by the screams of Lich.
This made him blink.
Floating City was ambushed?
That's not right!
Maldraxxus Only other secret houses have the ability to ambush Floating City, but now that Construct Sanctum has just been defeated, the five major secret houses have just reunited and are preparing to go to the Maw to rescue the boss Primus. How can there still be such infighting?
Something's wrong!
There is something wrong with 10 or even 9 points!
Dick stood up and walked out of his room quickly, and then saw a group of guys with black wings that looked like Forsworn Kyrian harassing Floating City around.
Although these guys look like Kyrian, they are much more ferocious than Kyrian. One by one, they throw out the familiar Black Chain in their hands. As long as they trap Lich or a sword fighter can ignore the space blockade and drag them out of Floating City. However, Lich trapped in chains will lose resistance in an instant no matter how powerful it is.
The runes dotted on Black Chain made Diakum narrow his eyes.
Dominion Rune!
These are the Dominion Valkyries under the Jailer, the elite messengers and "slave catchers" of Zovaal.
Their own strength is acceptable, but the real danger lies in the Chains of Domination in their hands. These gadgets are directly gifted from the Jailer. They can use Domination to instantly block the power and mind of the target.
When Diakum appeared, seven chains immediately shot at him from all directions.
Good guy, this is coming prepared.
But your master personally failed to capture me with Chains of Domination. Isn't it a bit embarrassing for you to just come over and attack me openly?
"Boom"
The blazing Holy Light exploded at this moment, and the dazzling light overflowed and spread from Floating City at this moment, encompassing half of the sky.
After a few seconds, the light faded away.
The "scorched" black-winged messengers fell from the sky in embarrassment, each one puffing out white smoke and struggling helplessly. The worst ones began to disintegrate into black Stygia in the air, leaving the pitch-black Ash Storm was blown along Floating City, and Chains of Domination used to capture Diakum was also shattered by the impact of Holy Light.
After all, it is not the orthodox Chains of Domination, it is just a fake with the power concept of the Jailer attached.
Just use it to bully the weak. How dare you try to do anything in front of the boss?
However, when the rescued Lich King returned to Floating City and continued to move towards the Frozen Mountains, Diakum, who had returned to Meditation Room, looked at a Black Crystal placed on the table in the room with strange eyes.
He was certain that there was no such thing here just now.
So, those Black Wing messengers' attack on Floating City was to provide an opportunity for the assassins under the Jailer to place crystal stones?
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Diakum frowned and scolded.
He let Holy Light cover his fingers, and touched the crystal forward. At the moment of contact, a projection unfolded in front of his eyes, and what caught his eye was... Big Bald Head!
It's such a round and big bald head, the kind that reflects light when it's illuminated.
Moreover, there are many unidentified runes emblazoned on the skin. Not only the scalp, cheeks, arms, but even the body are covered with such strange runes.
He looks like a "bad boy" with tattoos all over his body.
However, a knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that these are all variants of First Ones Runes, and there are also some combinations of Dominion Rune. The guy in front of him carved these runes on himself as an "enchanted item", thereby freeing himself from the imprisonment of weakness, and turning the great power used to restrain himself into his own strength.
He was naked from the waist up, wearing tattered trousers, and bare feet.
There are still shackles remaining on the wrists, and there is a ferocious iron belt on the waist. There are black spiked neck guards on the neck and shoulders. The ferocious decorations on both sides resemble recurved blades.
This Big Bald Head and the big guy looked at Diakum with a calm gaze in the projection, and Vigilant also looked at him, especially noticing the "chains" dotted in many places on the other person's body.
It seemed to be a unique souvenir, and even Diakum had to comment that the decorative style of "the Jailer" was a real "prison style".
In addition, the "big hole" in the center of his chest is also particularly noticeable, as if his heart has been ripped out.
The two stared at each other in silence for several minutes, as if they were in a "whoever speaks first loses" competition. In the end, the Jailer spoke first.
Maybe it's because He doesn't want to waste any more time.
"You have three Eternal Sigils in your hand."
the Jailer spoke, his voice filled with a loneliness and deepness far away from the real world.
He got straight to the point and said:
"Denathrius's mark is in my hands, and my former mark has also "returned" thanks to you. Maybe I should say "thank you" to you?"
the Jailer raised his hand, and the Arbiter's Core that had been stolen from Veiled Market by Broker Relic Crafter was floating in his hand.
This is the "heart" that He took away.
This may seem like sarcasm, but the Jailer's expression is quite serious.
Maybe He really wanted to express gratitude?
But you are not wearing a dress, which proves that this thank you is not sincere at all!
"So, you're here to negotiate?"
Diakum put his hands behind his back and said:
"You hope to get the three seals in my hand to open the way to Zereth Mortis?"
"Hmm."
the Jailer nodded and said:
"Indeed, you are a strong enemy. Maybe I am not your opponent, but fortunately, after long-term research and analysis, I realized that there is no need to fight between you and me.
At least there is no need to fight at this time.
You collected the seals to prevent me from entering Zereth Mortis, but then your mind changed and you also wanted to enter it, right?
We can work together!
After confirming that the ridiculous machine was beyond repair, the Attendant of the Godss of Oribos have sent their prophets into Zereth Mortis, where they are activating the guards of First Ones.
I just defeated a Guardian that came to execute me.
Are you interested in coming to Sanctum of Domination for a detailed discussion?"
"Inviting me to hell sounds malicious, but I will get there, Zovaal, give me some time to arrange the things at hand."
Diakum nodded and said:
"But I also hope that you will be prepared in advance. I have three Eternal Sigils. Naturally, I have three conditions waiting for your answer. If you do not want to resort to force at this time, then"
"Whatever you want."
the Jailer looked at Arbiter Heart-Core in his hand and replied with an indifferent attitude:
"Everything you want, everything I have, you can take away. I just want to go back Zereth Mortis. I have never thought about using war to create a new world. That is not my style.
Denathrius escaped from your seal execution."
Zovaal said:
"If you haven't discovered it, then let me remind you. If you have discovered it, then treat it as if I said nothing. His soul, which is afraid of chaos in the world, will never get a happy ending in any era. Keeping it is a hidden danger.
There is no place for Him in either the future you want or the perfect new world I want!"
"Thanks for the reminder, but all the trouble he caused is over."
Diakum nodded and reminded:
"Before you put that heart core back into your body, you'd better check it. If the Attendant of the Godss have been secretly monitoring whether you Eternal Oness are performing your duties, then I guess they must have secret ways to affect your operations.
And this core has existed in Oribos for countless years, right under the noses of Attendant of the Gods.
Do you think they might have tampered with it?"
This reminder made the Jailer's fingers move. He didn't say much, just nodded and ended the conversation that didn't sound like a conversation between opposites.
At the end of the conversation, Floating City's door opened, and Medivh in the form of Lich floated in. He looked at the black runestones in Diakum's hands and said:
"It's really strange. Zovaal went to such great lengths to send several messengers here just to complete this conversation with you?"
"What's even more surprising is that such a guy actually offered to cooperate."
Dick tossed the black runestone up and down and said to Medivh:
"Do you think we should accept it?"
"Why not?"
Medivh said in an easy-going tone:
"During the years when Sargeras and I were entangled in our wills, I have long since learned to grasp the main contradiction in everything. Now we have the same goal as Zovaal. We have to enter Zereth Mortis. Even if we rush into Sanctum of Domination and defeat him, we will have to face those low-key but not simple Attendant of the Godss alone.
Why not join forces and use the advantages of Zovaal to help us open the door to the final secret room.
That's a "Vault of Truth"!
When we read those truths, you Holy Light Walker, who has never been close to the truth, can kill you with Zovaal under the temple of the Creator.
Isn't this perfect?"
"Hey, you Arcane geniuses, each and every one of you, speaks so viciously!"
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