20. Fallen Incarnation---Brother Allen, the Great Arcanist [2/10]
"Boom boom boom"
The falling, bombarding and explosion of the seven rounds of shelling caused the entire Broken Shore to shake crazily. This violent vibration also directly affected the Tomb of Sargeras at the end of the Broken Shore.
The dark tower, which has a strong Elven Empire period style and is covered with seaweed and the remains of underwater creatures, is like a dark temple. Judging from the area of the building, this thing can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people.
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Of course, this world has no secrets in the eyes of observers. The Tomb of Sargeras was originally one of the largest temples used by the night elves to worship the moon god during the Elf Empire. Later, after the explosion of the Well of Eternity, this
The temple, along with the entire Broken Islands, were sent to the central area of the Endless Sea. 800 years ago, after the guardian Ms. Aegwynn defeated a projection of the dark titan Sargeras into the world, its remains were sealed.
Here it is.
This temple was originally protected by a huge seal set by Ms. Aegwynn. It was once infiltrated under the sea and used the vast endless sea to conceal the secret of the Tomb of Sargeras. However, in this timeline, Aegwynn
The lady had long since died, leaving an unguarded seal that was easily destroyed by the high-ranking eredar lord who was good at magic.
So a few years after Gul'dan opened the Tomb of Sargeras, this temple that sealed dark secrets appeared in the world again.
But this time, those who explore it are the Burning Legion from beyond the stars. The demons want to retrieve the Legion's powerful weapons from here, and they want to open the door to destruction for the entire Azeroth.
"boom"
The temple, which had long been weathered and collapsed inside, shook violently again. The dust and weathered bricks accumulated over millions of years continued to fall into the cold sea water below during the vibrations, along with a small number of intact magic lamps in the passage.
The lights and dimming look like something out of a horror movie, especially the figures walking in the dark passages, which disappear in a flash, making people feel even more creepy.
Their figures are tall, and the shadows cast in the dim light include a pair of twisted legs, beating tails, and green flames wrapped around their bodies, all of which indicate that these people are deep into the darkness of the Tomb of Sargeras.
Creatures are not creatures of Azeroth.
"boom"
The passage in front of King Jaraxxus completely collapsed in the earthquake that extended down from the ground. The scattered bricks and stones blocked the demon lord's progress. Although Jaraxxus only needed to snap his fingers, these bricks and stones in front of him could
It was completely blown away, but it didn't do that.
"What's going on up there?"
The arrogant eredar demon lord turned to look at Prince Makzhar beside him. The latter hurriedly called the eredar lord Vihari who was guarding outside the Tomb of Sargeras through the spiritual link, but he called several times in succession, but nothing happened.
Didn't get a reply.
Behind it, the 30 evil demons who followed King Jaraxxus had already picked up the weapons in their hands and began to clear the path in front of the "noble" King Jaraxxus, while the latter used
They stood there with a standard attitude of a big shot. After the passage in front of them was completely cleared, what appeared in front of these demons were three forked roads.
"The other two nodes of the final seal will be left to you, don't let me down!"
Jaraxxus waved his finger, and the other two eredar lords each led a group of demon soldiers and walked quickly towards the left and right passages of the three-way intersection in front of them. The big man who called himself the eredar king
The demon turned around and looked at Prince Makzhar behind him who was still trying to contact Haveli. A look of impatience and contempt flashed in Jaraxxus's eyes.
"Makzar, you really disappoint me!"
This slight scolding made Prince Maczaar stand up straight immediately. King Jaraxxus' cruel style in the Burning Legion has always attracted attention. No one knows what this ambitious eredar lord will do next.
What happened.
However, probably considering that taking out the final "treasure" from the Tomb of Sargeras would require Prince Maczal's superb teleportation and positioning skills, King Jaraxxus did not punish it.
The adoring eredar lord just whispered:
"Go up there and see what happened. Prepare the return circle. I will take that fallen body and return directly to Argus... Kil'jaeden will reward me for this!"
"But if you mess up my grand entrance..."
These threatening words made Prince Makzhar lower his tail, and the young Eredar demon lord said hurriedly:
"I will definitely do it, please don't worry, Your Majesty!"
"Then go for it!"
King Jaraxxus no longer paid attention to the flattering Prince Maczhar behind him. He picked up his red demon staff and strode into the center of the Tomb of Sargeras under the escort of the Fel Guards.
The passage, and behind it, a trace of disgust and murderous intent flashed through Prince Makzhar's lowered eyes, but it did not show it, but adjusted the decoration on its shoulders, turned around, and
Walk the way you came.
"Arrogant bastard..."
Prince Mac'zar walked alone in the dark passages of the Tomb of Sargeras. As a powerful eredar demon lord, he was not afraid of possible dangers in the world of Azeroth, but for Jaraxxus
The king's dissatisfaction was swelling crazily in its heart.
However, no matter in terms of strength or status, it was far inferior to Jaraxxus, so it could only endure this suffocation.
However, at the moment when the Eredar Demon Lord was about to leave the Tomb of Sargeras, in the shadow passage in front of him, a slender figure also strolled out of the darkness. The two of them raised their heads almost at the same time, and then
Saw each other.
Two pairs of eyes, one cold and calm, the other cunning and vicious.
"Look what I found..."
Tyrion's deep voice sounded in this dim passage, full of a strange joy and a touch of undisguised sarcasm.
"A lone Eredar demon lord, let us not disturb it..."
"Let's get closer to it..."
"It is said that the eredar demons are the wisest members of the Burning Legion. Their minds are filled with the forbidden knowledge belonging to the Legion, which is 200 times that of those stupid abyss lords!"
As Tyrion's voice became clearer, the darkness escaping in the passage became colder. Prince Maczal initially planned to fight back, but he soon felt the hidden power under Tyrion's slender body.
The terrifyingly huge soul is like a dragon sizing up a challenger who doesn't know whether to live or die.
It recognized Tyrion. The guy in front of it was the undead who killed Archimonde with his own hands!
This is no opponent it can deal with!
"Buzz"
The dark green light of the demon's teleportation technique enveloped the panicked Prince Makzhar at this moment. However, the next moment, among the dim sword lights shining in the darkness, 17 sickles reorganized with the power of death were slashing from all directions.
It found the eredar demon prince who wanted to escape. It relied on magic shields and flashing techniques to avoid 14 of them, but the remaining 3 seemed to be nothing, passing by its huge body, taking it with it.
Gone is its twisted soul...part of its soul.
"Ahhh!"
Hoarse roars sounded in this passage, and the pain from the soul being cut made the tall Eredar Demon Lord tremble and kneel on the ground. The moment it lost the ability to fight back, more Death Gods
...Those Soul Reavers who originated from the Realm of Death and were only loyal to Tyrion began to fly back and forth in this wide passage, like a real group of demons dancing.
"Swish, swish, swish"
The scythe of death souls swung like a howling storm of blades enveloped Prince Makzhar who fell on the ground. Despite the demon lord's crazy counterattack, the vibrating evil energy storm could tear apart more than a dozen gods of death every second.
body, but the number of screaming gods flying around him like a flock of scavenging crows continues unabated.
Amid Makhzar's almost crazy screams and increasingly weaker pleas for mercy, the great lord seemed to be enjoying the most pleasant song. As the darkness spread, he strolled forward until he came to Makhzar.
When Prince K'zar was by his side, the young eredar demon lord had lost his last heartbeat.
It died... it died quietly, in an extremely humble manner, with no wounds on its body at all, and a temperatureless fear remaining in its eyes, as if it was scared to death by itself.
But there is no soul in that tall body... just like a hollowed-out tree trunk.
A Death God that was larger than the other Death Gods respectfully floated to Tyrion's side, and dedicated his hands to his master the miniature version of the demon soul that was constantly struggling in the black mist.
"Well...it looks good."
Tyrion picked up the soul and listened to it. The desperate scream made his heart calm. He liked this kind of calm.
"Go ahead."
Tyrion waved his hand and said to the Death Gods who were waiting for orders:
"Hunt freely on this island. I'll give you a holiday tonight. All the souls I get belong to you..."
"Wow"
The great lord's command alarmed all the gods of death in the entire Realm of Death. At this moment, the black mist brought by these spirits roared out, entangled around Tyrion like a storm, and those spirits that poured out from the cracks
The god of death's crazy and greedy attitude was like an outpouring tide, completely submerging the entire Broken Beach night sky at this moment.
Let that night sky become darker than darkness...
Tonight is carnival night, tonight is hunting night!
"So, you!"
Tyrion placed the soul of Prince Maczhar in front of his eyes, his ice-blue eyes stared at the curled up, trembling demon soul, and he said softly:
"Tell me, the ones I'm interested in..."
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"哐"
In the deepest part of the Tomb of Sargeras, it was the abyss that Tyrion once glimpsed. In the core of the earth thousands of meters deep underground, in the envelope of hot red magma, King Jaraxxus used fel magic to
It solidified the magma for itself. It stood in the magma and looked at the sealed dark green steel door in front of it. Several magic runes were carved on the door with exquisite techniques, even in the entire Sargeras Curtain.
After the barrier lost its effect, the seal in front of me was still functioning.
Obviously, behind these two giant doors, there is an existence that is regarded as an extreme threat by the guardian Aegwynn.
"Fallen body..."
King Jaraxxus raised his head and looked at the steel gate in front of him. The runes on it were dimming one by one at an extremely fast speed. Obviously, the other two eredar lords were fulfilling their missions.
Break this final seal from both sides.
At this time, in the eyes of the ambitious eredar demon lord, a trace of greed that should not appear was shining.
Obviously, it knows what is sealed in the seal in front of it.
"800 years ago..."
King Jaraxxus was like a treasure hunter who had gone through endless hardships and finally stood in front of the most precious treasure. He murmured to himself:
"800 years ago, the supreme Lord Sargeras conducted an "evaluation". He observed the world in his own way and even blended into it, although it ultimately concluded that "Azeroth is beyond redemption."
Conclusion, but this journey is not meaningless.”
"He left something behind, something that meant nothing to him, but to us who followed it was like something supreme..."
"哐"
In the eyes of King Jaraxxus with great desire, the last two runes on the steel door in front of him also completely disappeared in the flash of light, and the closed door seemed to be opened by an invisible lock.
Likewise, in the roaring sound of a giant beast swallowing water, the heavy door in front of the Eredar Demon Lord slowly opened, and the dark green evil energy that seemed to exist crazily spewed out from it. In just an instant, the surrounding people came from
The magma in the earth's core is stained a deep green.
This change in color represents an inner change. Just by contact, the magma is transformed into a carrier of evil energy.
In the storm of evil energy, King Jaraxxus took a step forward, and all the escaped evil energy was absorbed into its body like thousands of birds returning to their nests. A brighter flame seemed to be ignited in its eyes.
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But that's not what it's about, it's just...an appetizer.
King Jaraxxus looked at the giant body imprisoned in the huge pillar of elements by thick chains in front of him like a prisoner. It looked at the giant's face that was almost identical to the legendary noble dark titan Sargeras.
It felt the endless evil power contained in the giant's body in front of it, and at this moment, it let out a burst of crazy laughter.
The laughter was full of triumph and madness, just like... like a gambler who saw a gold nugget.
And this time, it won the bet...
"Hahahahaha, my destiny, the destiny of King Jaraxxus, the destiny of the King of Eredar, is here! And I...I finally found it!"
However, at this most proud moment in King Jaraxxus' life, fate also prepared an ingenious "congratulation" for him.
"friend..."
A calm voice suddenly sounded behind King Jaraxxus, like a real old friend. That voice sounded in the ears of the Eredar Demon Lord:
"Is there any good reason why you are smiling so happily?"
