Benedictus was walking on the desolate land of the Fear Wasteland. He could feel that in the land under his feet, there was a strange power flowing slowly. Although the external appearance of that power was not the same as the ancient weapon he used.
The power of God is not the same, but it is the same internally.
They are all evolutions, variants, or weakenings of the extremely corrosive void power.
This self-cultist and several of his most trusted subordinates were escorted by a group of fully armed mantid soldiers. According to the previous mantid sergeant, they would be sent to Karaxivis, where
In the mantid's holy land of inheritance, accept questions from the mantid's extremely noble and infinitely wise elders.
This should be a good thing, because it means that Benedictus has passed the most dangerous stage in his contact with the mysterious mantid. Now as long as he can find a way to convince the ignorant mantid elders
If they recognize him, then he is only one step away from the "ultimate secret" he is chasing.
But for others, it is not a reassuring thing, especially when following Benedictus walking under the dim sky of the Dread Wasteland. Even for these real cultists, that feeling is...
All extremely bad experiences.
This world that was transformed tens of thousands of years ago is very suitable for mantids to survive, but this means that it is not suitable for humans or other flesh-and-blood creatures to survive. Those cultists who followed Benedictus,
From time to time he raised his head and looked at the strange sky above his head with horrified eyes. It was a sky that was completely infected by evil energy.
It was a dark, pale, sickly, corrupt, sticky, disgusting, and deformed sky between black and white. In the curtain of the sky, it was like an inward
The hovering light spots swallow up all the light around them, and they are like the kiss of sharp teeth of a giant beast in the sky. Looking at the evil eye in the sky is like looking directly into the abyss.
.
And when you look into the abyss, the abyss looks back at you...
Several mentally unstable cultists had begun to tremble. They did not dare to look at the sky in the Dread Wasteland anymore, so they turned their attention to the ground. As they got closer to the area where the Mantid lived, those near the Kaipa tree
In the group of strange buildings, all kinds of strange and strange creatures gathered on both sides of the group of people.
Those with weird and terrifying compound eyes, flapping their wings, searching in the sky in groups, holding insect-limbed beheading swords, and those tamed by the mantid, with huge war-like bodies covered in weird amber.
There are venomous scorpions that look like cars, and some are very similar to the Qiraji brainworms, but their forelimbs are extremely developed, and the overall look is like a huge warworm that is enlarged ten times.
These bugs may have the same origin as the Qiraji, but just from the superficial order, you can tell that these bugs called mantids are more advanced than the Qiraji civilization, although they are not the same as the Qiraji.
Insects worship the ancient gods as well, but they have not completely destroyed the internal order of their own species because of this worship. It can even be said that the social form of this insect civilization is more advanced than the centaur barbarians...
When a cruel nature is controlled by evil wisdom, and has a fertility far beyond that of other races, and has been selected and reincarnated for tens of thousands of years for a "great and noble" goal, the mantid is definitely worthy of the title.
One of the most terrifying species on Azeroth.
"Be more decent..."
While following the mantid guards on the hillside leading to Karaxivis, Benedictus stretched out his hand to straighten his robes. He looked back at his frightened subordinates, and a flash of light flashed across his face.
With a hint of dissatisfaction, he said in a deep voice:
"I'm going to meet our unknown brothers. You have to stay here and learn the Mantid language as quickly as possible and integrate into their civilization and society. This is extremely important to me. I believe that,
You can do it, you won’t let me down, right?”
The cultists in front of Benedictus looked at me and I looked at you. No one stood up to express dissent. This meant that they accepted Benedictus' order, which made the Dark Bishop very satisfied.
It's not that he doesn't know the nature of his followers who deceive good and fear evil, but he doesn't care.
In the past few years, he took them to live on a small island in the South China Sea. Relying on evil magic and some controlled Qiraji, Benedictus formed a small pirate group.
He allowed his men to plunder and enjoy themselves wildly, until the fog of Pandaria opened. He immediately brought his pirate group to Pandaria to "make a fortune", just like other pirates in the South China Sea.
However, the moment he landed from the Dread Wasteland, Benedictus looked calm and gave the more than 300 pirates who followed him as "gifts" to his mantid "friends", thus obtaining the mantis.
The demon’s “goodwill”.
Just this kind of understatement of cruelty is enough to dispel the "little thoughts" of his subordinates. To be honest, Benedictus does not need these cultists, but he can't stay with the mantid until
After he obtained the Heart of Darkness of Y'Shaarj with the help of the mantid, he still wanted to return to the civilized world, where he would spread the glory of the destruction and corruption of the Old Gods.
And by that time, these cultists who have followed him through all the roads will come in handy. But if those unlucky ghosts die here unfortunately, the problem... is not that big.
Throwing his followers into a pile of omnivorous insect monsters, Benedictus Shiran followed a mantid general who was obviously stronger and more powerful than ordinary mantids and strolled into the
Among the sacred mountains called "Karaksivis".
"Klaxxi" refers to the chill of the "priests" in the mantid civilization, and Klaxxivis refers to the "place where the priests gather." In this insect civilization, the ruling class is the mantid's great
The Queen and the Klaxxi Council, which assists the Great Queen in commanding the clan, are complementary to each other but have a check and balance relationship.
Because according to the tradition of the Mantid, the term of each Grand Queen cannot exceed 3000 years. No matter how good or bad the Grand Queen is, she must abdicate once the 3000 years are up and let the younger Grand Queen take the throne. This is
In order to keep the mantid population young, the problem is that power not only affects mortals, but also affects bugs.
It has been more than 10,000 years since the Mantid migrated to the Dread Wasteland, and the conflict between the Grand Queen and the Klaxxi Council has almost never subsided. However, most of the time, the transfer of the Queen's position will be completed smoothly, but for tens of thousands of years
During the time, there were still several "conflicts", and without exception, those great queens who started rebellions and tried to bury the "rotten" Klaxxi Council would eventually be killed by the elite forces of the Council in her arms.
On the great throne.
Yes, the reason why Karaxives has been able to exist safely for tens of thousands of years is not just because of the outstanding wisdom of these mantid elders. The most deadly and powerful legendary warriors of the entire mantid population are in the hands of the Council.
...
So to be precise, the 11th Mantid Elder of Karaxivis is the real helmsman of this civilization from ancient times to the present. As for the supreme queen, it is just a symbol of the Mantid Empire, nothing more.
"Salute to you, the great and nearly eternal alien elder."
Benedictus stood in the center of the holy circle paved with golden amber, bowing respectfully to the huge mantid elder in front of him, with his back turned to him.
In front of him, it was a huge mantid with a height of more than 6 meters. This extremely huge body was caused by the long life of the mantid, which caused the originally slender and powerful body of the mantid to become huge. However,
Enlargement is not a good thing for the mantid, which means that the agility and fighting posture that they are proud of will completely disappear. However, considering that these elders do not rely on force to survive, this is okay.
Benedictus's greeting did not interrupt the mantid elder's movements. He stood in front of a huge, round, amber holy tablet that exuded a golden and gentle light, using his insect-like hands to keep moving.
It emits strange sound waves to fine-tune a certain vibration frequency of the amber holy monument in front of it. It seems to be using this weird thing to transmit some information to some other existences.
Mantids rely on sound waves to communicate, which is a mysterious knowledge that no one can understand except them.
The elder did not answer Benedictus's greeting, which seemed very arrogant, but Benedictus was not angry or embarrassed. On the contrary, he quietly maintained that respectful posture until nearly ten minutes later, the huge man
The mantid elder finished his debugging. Like a twilight old man, he turned around tremblingly and looked at the flesh and blood creature in front of him with his insect-like compound eyes.
It made a low insect chirp, and then said slowly in that ancient and obscure language:
"Great and eternal? No, no, no, this word can only be used to describe the supreme ancient master of the Mantid...the supreme master, only it is worthy of these words of praise...under the dark glory of the god
, no one can last forever, not you or me..."
"Give me an explanation, fellow traveler from afar, I smell another kind of power from you, and the ancient sages hate this smell...Explain it, if you still want to keep your life
words."
As soon as the mantid elder finished speaking, several mantid generals guarding the Holy Land Amber all drew out their ferocious amber weapons. As long as Benedictus didn't say a word correctly, his life would be in danger.
They will completely wither here. As believers of the Old Gods, these mantids will definitely have ways to prevent the soul from escaping.
"I did serve another Old God."
Facing the mantids all around who were watching eagerly, Benedictus said calmly:
"At the end of the great desert of Silithus, I once fought against the order with the insect empire that I pulled. However, we failed. The ancient god C'Thun died. It failed to complete its mission, and in C'thun
In the memory left by En, I saw the existence of the "Master", and I also knew the existence of the Mantid... This is the reason why I have been waiting outside the fog for several years, and now, I am finally here."
Benedictus leaned forward again and said sincerely:
"I am willing to become the new servant of the Supreme Lord and dedicate everything I have to the Lord's great resurrection..."
"The most important thing is that I brought news about the remains of the Overlord. In C'Thun's memory, I saw with my own eyes the Titan's servants put the still-beating heart of the Overlord into a bottle of shining blue light.
The pool of water...I know that pool of water is there, and that’s why I’m here.”
"oh?"
Benedictus's confident statement made the mantid elder in front of him express a tone of surprise. The huge elder waved his hand, and the other mantid generals stepped aside respectfully.
"It's really strange..."
The elder said softly in a bug-like voice:
"I can feel your confidence, which means you really know some secrets that even we don't know... Well, but this is a good thing."
"We, the Mantids, are an ancient race, and you, frail creatures of flesh, are like a child who has just learned to walk, but you have a role to play in the great plan of the Overmind... The ancient times we believe in
The Lord is extremely great, but when he is angry, he is also frightening. He swallows up hope and invites despair. He breathes in courage and exhales fear."
The mantid elder turned around and continued to fine-tune the amber sacred tablet in front of it. It said softly:
"When the usurper named Titan arrived, the Ancient One was severely damaged. Its last breath of fear turned into a lingering shadow, but the shadow that enveloped the world was nothing compared to its former glory.
carry..."
"I don't give you this warning because I don't trust you. The new servant of the Lord, the god believed by the outside world will no longer be a god. Once the ancient lord returns, the mantid will follow him again as his most loyal dependents and share his knowledge.
Glory, and I trust that the wise among you will do the same, just like you."
"But you must make a contribution. I will not give you my precious faith just because of your words. Outsiders, the next hundred-year reincarnation of the Mantid is just around the corner, and whether you are lucky enough to join it depends on you.
How much strength can you dedicate to us...The Great Queen Xak'sir has openly opposed the majesty of the Klaxxi Council, and the queen who has fallen into madness needs to be punished."
"Go ahead and wake up the ancient heroes for us. Let us see what you are capable of. If you do well enough..."
"Karaksivis, I am willing to give you a chance to try... only once!"
A glint flashed in Benedias's eyes, and he responded softly:
