Speaking of which, the entanglement between the wilderness demigods and the ancient gods had already begun when Agamaggan was still sleeping in the Emerald Dream.
The Emerald Dream is a special plane that hangs over the real world. Druids call it the "Dream of the World." It is said that it is a perfect world where the entire real world appears in the form of a dream. Between two different planes
Mutual influence is very similar to the Realm of Death, but the two are not the same. The Emerald Dream is a phenomenon unique to Azeroth, while the Realm of Death is spread across every star in the stars.
But there are many similarities between the two. The Emerald Dream also has exits in the real world, and there are many more than in the Realm of Death. In addition to the four natural entrances between the mountains of the two continents, the Emerald Dream also has several exits.
The largest entrance opened by the druids is located in Nordrassil, the world tree of Kaldorei, where the druids live in groups and their holy place is located.
All creatures in the Emerald Dream exist in the form of dreams. They are strange forms formed by living creatures that enter the Emerald Dream and are assimilated into the plane, which are similar to "projections" but actually exist in that plane.
In addition to these dream projections, there are others in the vast and mysterious Emerald Dream.
Wild demigods, especially those who died in the ancient war, their bodies have perished in the real world, but their existence lives in the form of souls in the Emerald Dream, as long as there is enough life energy in the outside world
By reshaping their bodies, they can truly be resurrected, and these big guys can still exert great power in the Emerald Dream. Therefore, they and the green dragons guarding the dream protect this mysterious "World Dream".
Unfortunately, the Emerald Dream has been polluted...
Although the Druids have not yet felt the terrifying truth, the fact that the Green Dragon Legion has begun to block the entrance to the Emerald Dream on the continent in recent years has shown something. The fall of the demigod Ursoc did not have many Druids.
Yi knew that Ysera the Awakened, the queen of the Green Dragonflight and the guardian of dreams, was worried that this matter would cause panic among the druids, so she concealed it out of goodwill.
Now the Green Dragon Legion is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and is investigating the pollution of the Emerald Dream. Even if the war in the outside world has been fierce in the past few years, the reason why the green dragons have not appeared is here, they can't get away.
But this cannot be hidden from Tyrion. He has "eyes" in the Emerald Dream, and everything that happens there cannot be hidden from it. In fact, the large-scale entry of the Dark Blade Legion into Northern Xinjiang is somewhat related to the fall of Ursoc.
Relationship... It is said that when the wilderness demigod was defeated by other demigods, part of his soul escaped from the dream and drifted to the ancestral land of his family, the bears.
This is something not to be missed...
"Can they win? Tyrion?"
Yuna held the cup with both hands and carefully took a sip of the blood wine with some juice added. The sweet and sour taste made the little girl squint her eyes and blush on her cheeks. She looked at the situation below.
In the changed battlefield, she looked at Tyrion next to her. The latter looked indifferent. After hearing Yuna's question, he shrugged:
"Maybe."
Tyrion looked through the layers of darkness to the center of the battlefield. His eyes were accurately exposed on Arthas and Varian.
"But if these "big heroes" join forces and can't even defeat the mere shadow of the ancient god, then they will really disappoint me..."
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Tyrion said it easily, and the "mere" shadow of the ancient god sounded like a cheap thing, but in fact, the huge eyeball projection that appeared on the battlefield was not a "mere" thing either.
It was hidden further down the Qiraji Temple, the ancient god in the Titan's cage, the illusion of power of the Thousand-Eyed Demon C'Thun, completely different from the previous thing hanging above the palace that evoked the sound of corruption.
It's not the same thing. This eyeball contains the essence of power from C'Thun, which is equivalent to the clone of the ancient god.
Since C'Thun has not yet completely escaped from the Titan's cage, the power it can mobilize is limited. And C'Thun throwing such a thing here fully proves the ancient god's ability to control the people on the battlefield.
The "attention" of these great heroes.
But then again, it is precisely because C'Thun's power is limited at this time that these great heroes can come here. Otherwise, an ancient god who is completely out of trouble only needs to radiate his extremely huge soul power, which is enough to
Overnight, half of Kalimdor's creatures fell into darkness... There was a reason why the Titan Guardians sealed these dangerous creatures away in the first place. This was not something that mortals should know or explore at all.
The most powerful ancient god, Y'Shaarj, almost took over the entire world. It already had absolute power among the four ancient gods. It only needed to devour the other ancient gods to complete its mission of polluting the world on its own.
, Unfortunately, when they were about to win, the Titans returned to Azeroth. The angry God King Aman'Thul stretched his arm into Azeroth, and snatched Y'Shaarj, who thought he was invincible, from the ground.
Pull up.
Y'Shaarj was killed on the spot, but the ancient god's tentacles had already penetrated into the core of the world. The price of Y'shaarj's death was that a wound that penetrated deep into the core of the planet appeared on the continent of Azeroth, and the blood of the world continued to flow from that wound.
It gushed out, almost causing the protoss of Azeroth to die from excessive bleeding.
That incident left a profound lesson to the Titans, so after the guardians they sent to pacify the dark empires of the other three ancient gods, they did not rush to kill the ancient gods. The seal was actually just a helpless way.
For example, the parasites of these planets have become so deeply involved with this world that they have even merged with each other.
The seals of the Titans are not just as simple as imprisonment. The ancient gods in the seals cannot absorb the nutrients of the world and become weak, while the external star spirits grow day by day due to the prosperity of civilization. The original plan of the guardians
It is to wait until the protoss is strong enough to bear the painful price of stripping the ancient god, and then go deep into the cage to completely kill the ancient god. Unfortunately, the internal strife among the guardians hundreds of thousands of years ago completely led to the abortion of this eradication plan.
The ancient gods who should have been killed long ago survived and are still alive today, and the cages that sealed them have problems one after another, which has led to the current troubles.
The Qiraji riot is just a superficial phenomenon. According to the strength of the Titan Guardians, even the weakest among them can easily clear away the trouble caused by the Qiraji. But the problem is that the Qiraji have been completely divided and dead.
The guardians are dead and crazy, and the only one who can fight Odin is sealed in Valagar by his subordinates who colluded with the traitors and cannot come out.
In short, the history of the Titans and Guardians is a mess and cannot be sorted out at all.
Well, the topic has gone too far, let us follow the eyes of observers and return to the battlefield of the Qiraji Temple.
"waste!"
The moment C'Thun's vision appeared, an ancient god-level mental shock spread throughout the audience. Varian felt as if he had been hit hard in the face by a war hammer, and was about to kill the Sword Emperor Vikranis.
His whole body flew out, and blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. His spiritual sea felt like a stick had been forcibly inserted into it, and then within a second, all the
Memory and consciousness have been stirred into a pot of porridge.
Arthas next to him was even worse. Probably because the ancient gods hated the positive energy of the Holy Light, Arthas suffered a more severe mental shock than warriors like Varian. The young king's eyes were filled with tears at this time.
Becoming sluggish is like becoming stupid.
But the others are not much better. This is an energy shock released by the ancient god himself. If it weren't for the fact that each of them is strong and pays attention to mental training in their daily life, just this mental shock is enough.
Completely tearing their souls apart, it is said that mortals cannot approach the ancient gods, and cannot even listen to the whispers of the ancient gods. This is the reason why.
The special structure of the ancient gods determines that their spiritual power is so huge that mortals cannot even imagine it. It is like a high-energy radiation source. When any weak signal approaches, it will be distorted by the powerful energy.
It is not the evil will of the ancient god, but the special effects of its own huge spiritual power.
This is why the cultists of the Twilight's Hammer are always crazy. Their thinking has long been distorted by the spirit of the ancient gods.
At this time, in this terrifying radiation field, even the most mentally powerful deer helmet present fell to the ground the moment he stood up tremblingly and took the first step.
The old night elf man tightly held the emblem of the Wither Sect on his chest, which was the root taken from the Seed of Life. This thing was connected to the will of the Seed of Life.
Under the protection of the source of life from Draenor, Staghelm barely managed to maintain a semblance of consciousness in the mental storm that roared like a sea of darkness. He turned his head to look, and in the strange silence, what he saw in his eyes
The scene around him became chaotic, but he could still barely see that the orc warlord Brox's eyes were red. The old warrior was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a battle ax in both hands, panting.
He is using his own will to resist this wave of mental distortion...but he probably won't be able to survive it for long.
The mysterious Ms. Maiev was kneeling on the ground, clutching her owl helmet with both hands, her whole body trembling, and she didn't know what happened to her. She kept making hoarse roars, just like a she-wolf that had lost its mind.
, but she is surrounded by faint moonlight-like light spots. This is the power of the moon god protecting Elune's most loyal believers.
The worst Alsace seemed to have completely lost his mind. He fell to the ground, and while twitching, a chaotic light appeared in his eyes, but fortunately, the holy sword in his hand continued to emit dazzling golden holy light.
The light is probably protecting its sword holder.
"Varian..."
Staghelm shouted in a dry voice, because he saw Varian... This returning human king was actually the least affected. No, no, no, no, he should be the one who recovered the fastest.
When everyone else had lost their ability to move, he was still able to stand up on his own, and I don't know if it was an illusion...
Staghelm could feel that the blood-covered face and the unspectacular gray sword in Varian's hand, who was panting, seemed to be emitting waves of hot, unbearable energy, like...
..like some kind of monster about to hatch from the egg shell.
"Bang"
Varian took a step forward, his left leg went weak, and he knelt down on the ground. Varian's eyes were also filled with chaotic light, in the chaotic area that came with the ancient god's illusion.
, the constant mental shock and the voice filling his mind were almost driving him crazy.
The voices that sounded in his mind were like the voices of millions of people whispering together, like flies buzzing in your ears. But when you wanted to listen, the voices became inaudible.
This terrible feeling coupled with a splitting headache is enough to drive any weak-willed person crazy.
Varian was like a dying fish, breathing heavily. He shook his head hard to clear his mind. The blood dripping from his chin formed a puddle on the ground in front of him.
The blood was like a blurry mirror, and Varian could see his reflection in it.
In that reflection, his face seemed to be distorted... It was evolving into a monster with flesh and blood tentacles and disgusting eyeballs... He even felt the flesh and blood on his cheeks trembling, which seemed to be a change taking place.
, a senseless fear arose in Varian's heart...
He's going to die here, no, it's worse than that... He's going to be transformed into a monster here!
He would never see Anduin and Tiffany again...never see Valeera again...
No! No!
This is not where Varian belongs!
The fear spreading in his heart was transformed into a rage in the sudden burning sensation. In the chaos, Varian felt like he was holding a red-hot iron in his hand. The stinging pain made him want to
He wanted to throw something into his hands, but he didn't. He firmly grasped the red-hot iron block in his hands, just like the last rope a drowning man grasps.
In the flames that became increasingly hot and even began to spread across his body, Varian's will quickly returned. The mental impact of the surrounding shadows and the completely distorted light still existed, but the disgusting whispers,
But it has been driven out of his mind.
"Tear it apart"
The sound of thunder and fire sounded, and Varian's eyes lit up when he was completely awake. It was like lightning flashing across the darkness. He looked at his left hand. A ball of blue and white lightning was wrapped around his left hand, and the lightning's
The source...is that sword!
The sword he "won" from Tyrion!
That gray, unremarkable long sword, but now, this sword has been "reborn"...or in other words, it has awakened! It also awakened the sword holder who was about to be lost in the dark power.
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Varian moved his wrist and raised the heavy and gorgeous long sword in front of his eyes. In the thunderous light, he saw the inscription on the sword body wrapped in thunder and fire. He had seen this inscription countless times...
He knew this sword because it had been held by his adoptive father and Emperor Lothar had rebuilt the Holy Arathor Empire with this sword...
This is the sword of the barbarian king Thoradin, the sword of the king that brought 2800 years of prosperity to human civilization...