In the low and dim night of Pandaria, sounds like the chirping of insects sounded from far to near in the darkness. Between the ancient mountain streams leading from the Dread Wasteland to the Mantis Plateau, a mantid was three times larger than the other mantids.
The strange mantid is still moving as fast as the wind, but is moving at the fastest speed through this dark mountainous area filled with miasma and difficult beasts.
The armor worn by this mantid is more primitive and more gorgeous than other mantid generals. On its amber armor, the mantid amber masters used crazy skills to decorate it with many weird patterns. Carefully
It looked like it was a scroll telling the ancient history of the Mantid. Just like the sincere believers of the Human Empire would carve scriptures on their armor, this weird mantid was also using the same method to express his thoughts.
"sincere".
Unlike other mantids who like to use long weapons, this guy wears two sharp curved daggers made of a mixture of steel and amber on his waist, as well as many amber daggers. Obviously, he is good at close combat and assassination.
Type of warrior.
The chest of this mantid is dotted with a strange emblem, which represents the Klaxxi Council, which occupies an important position in mantid society. Being able to wear such an emblem means that this mantid warrior has an unusual identity.
"Your Excellency Killuk, how long are we from Xuanniu Temple?"
The new servant of the Overlord has just successfully completed the task of awakening the heroic warriors, and the deep voice of Benedictus, who was accepted by the Klaxxi Council, sounded behind the mantid. Facing this strange outsider, "Plunder"
"Windman" Kil'ruk didn't want to answer... As an honorary knight and a great heroic warrior who has gone down in the history of the Mantid, when facing the followers of "The Overlord", its weird...
The sense of glory makes it impossible to ignore it.
So after a moment, the Windgrabber said in a hoarse and obscure voice:
"It will be very soon... If the terrain of the Mantis Plateau has not changed in these hundreds of years... it will be very soon."
Kil'ruk the Windreaver was a heroic warrior who was active nearly a thousand years ago. In his time, the mantid still maintained an absolute advantage over the pandaren. It was also in Kil'ruk's time that
The Mantid gradually spread its influence out of the Dread Wasteland and placed some insect nests on the Mantis Plateau in the northwest of Pandaria, on the other side of the Dragon Spine.
In fact, the Mantis Plateau's erosion of the Mantis Plateau began a long time ago, but they have never used the Mantis Plateau as a second battlefield. The reason why the Windreaver Kil'ruk became a great hero is because of his leadership.
, a Mantid division, with an absolute disadvantage in numbers, completed the first attack on the Pandaren forces on the side battlefield, forcing the Pandaren to retreat on a large scale, and gave up nearly one-third of the Mantis Plateau to the Mantis.
Demon.
That was the closest the Mantid came to breaking through Dragon's Spine, but unfortunately... God's will played a trick on people. In short, after that, the Mantid's activities in the Mantis Plateau were blocked by the Dragon Shadow Post and Gao Lan built here by the Shado-Pan.
The two war citadels blocked each other's horns, completely blocking the Mantid's activities here in the northwest. But because of this, the Mantid could not continue to penetrate further into the interior during the millennium of reincarnation, so it could only
Neng turned his target to Xuanniu Temple in the northeastern part of the plateau, which is the dojo of the Supreme God Xuanniu Niuzao.
It was a temple built on an island. Like the other three temples, there was also a powerful evil demon suppressed under Xuanniu Temple. It was the evil demon that represented fear. There were rumors that 10,000 years ago,
, Emperor Shaohao walked the world, and among the 6 demons that faded away, the Demon of Fear was the most powerful one... It represents the original fear in the hearts of all things, so once the Demon of Fear breaks away from the seal, it is likely to directly cause the entire
A terrible natural disaster occurs in Pandaria.
And the place where the Evil of Fear is sealed is the destination of the Wind Reaver Kil'ruk and Benedictus.
Benedictus, who was sitting behind the Wind Reaver, was still wearing his black robe, looking very depressed and lonely in the darkness. He had just completed the difficult mission of awakening the heroes given to him by the Klaxxi Council.
In less than two days, Benedictus traveled through almost the entire Horrible Wasteland, and after several near-death encounters, he finally awakened all 12 heroes.
The price was that Benedictus' body was reshaped by C'Thun's flesh and blood spell, and he was severely damaged again.
He lost his left arm. It was the attack made by the Wind Reaver in the chaos when he was awakened. The sharp and sharp wind attack cut off Benedictus's left arm cleanly and quickly.
Can't even feel the pain.
He lost his legs... They were forcefully eaten by the arrogant madman when he awakened the most violent "Gluttonous Locust" Kanoz among the heroes. Moreover, even after the Gluttonous Locust regained consciousness, he lost his legs in front of Benedy.
Tarth's face, ate 2 of his followers.
He also lost an eye, which was a "memento" left for him by Hisek, the swarm guard who was best at long-range sniper assassinations, with a war bow. If the Wind Reaver hadn't blocked it for him at that time, I'm afraid Benedy would have lost his eye.
Tarth's head would be exploded directly by the amber arrow.
It can be said that the action of awakening the 12 Heroes has destroyed 60% of Benedictus' flesh and blood. In other words, this body has been destroyed. In addition to carrying Benedictus's dark soul, it
It is no longer possible to perform more arduous labor, but the Dark Bishop shows almost "indifference" to his tattered body. He does not care about this body... What he cares about is the "reward" that this kind of effort can get.
.
He was even happy to see that with an insignificant body, he could gain the "goodwill" of the Mantid Council. This was a very important link...
"Your Excellency Wind Reaver..."
Benedictus looked at the dark strait in the distance with his only remaining left eye, and he suddenly asked:
"I don't have much contact with the Mantid, but I can feel that you don't seem to have a good impression of the "Sha", but after all, it is the last trace left by the great ancient lord in Pandaria. Logically speaking,
You should also get close to the power of evil spirits, but in the past thousands of years, you have never done so. Why is this?"
Benedictus' sudden question made the silent Wind Raider hesitate for a moment. As he got closer to the noisy Black Bull Temple, the Wind Raider answered in his own insect-like voice:
"It's very simple...Although those illusory objects are related to the Overlord, they are not the true essence of the Overlord's power. They are just the poorest imitations. They are just the incarnation of the Overlord's eternal curse on this earth. Their existence does nothing but destroy.
It has no meaning other than destruction. That is not a power that the Mantid is willing to accept..."
"We are also intelligent beings. We are born from the flesh and blood of ancient gods. We also have souls and emotions. The evil spirit can affect the Pandaren and other creatures on this land. It can also affect us, but
The eternal reincarnation of the Mantid is based on our civilization. Although the order we worship is completely different from the order recognized by most creatures, it is still an order..."
"We were born in chaos, but we also reject chaos. We are willing to follow the path of reshaping the glorious dark empire for the great master. In this dark empire, there is no place for those poor imitations. This is my answer...
Are you satisfied with the new servant of the Lord?"
"Oh, that's it..."
Benedictus made a meaningless greeting, but in his remaining left eye, a trace of disapproval flashed. He looked at the Xuanniu Temple, which was getting closer and closer. He could see millions of
The local mantid is frantically attacking the temple on the island, and the supreme god, the huge black bull Niuzao, has transformed into a huge true form with a height of 15 meters and a body length of nearly 30 meters.
Drive the tidal wave of mantids out of their temple.
The remaining protective monks of Xuanniu Temple followed closely behind Niuzao and fought back the incoming mantid.
Obviously, the power of the mantid alone in the Mantis Plateau is not enough to resist the power of the Supreme God. These local mantids are just cannon fodder to attract the Supreme God.
"Their sacrifice is not meaningless!"
The Wind Reaver carrying Benedictus, like the most terrifying assassin, passed silently over the Black Bull Temple, the sky that was completely occupied by mantids, and then flew towards the mountain behind Black Bull Temple.
That's where the Evil of Fear was sealed...
"Look, thousands of years of war have led the Pandaren and the powerful Supreme God into misunderstandings..."
When the Wind Reaver fell into the mountain wall behind Xuanniu Temple, Benedictus swung his fingers, supported his body with his dark magic power, and floated forward in the air. He looked down at the front of Xuanniu Temple.
Facing the fierce and crazy battlefield, he said to the Wind Reaver beside him:
"Even the pandas know about your rejection of the Sha. They know very well that you will not take this opportunity to unblock the Sha of Fear, so they don't even send anyone to guard this crucial seal."
The Dark Bishop sneered in the cold night:
"Just like wild beasts fighting each other blindly on the earth, it is not clear at all that it only takes a little weak spark to set off an all-destroying flame on this meaningless earth and burn it all away...
.Yes, the great master will surely return, and the dark disaster caused by the demon in Pandaria will be the doomsday knell for the master to reign over the entire world again..."
"The most powerful and powerful weapon is right under their noses, and now, I'm going to activate it."
The Dark Bishop controlled the magic power and sent himself into the dark and deep cave in front of him. The moment he submerged into the darkness, he suddenly turned around and looked at the Wind Reaver standing at the entrance of the cave. The Dark Bishop could feel that this powerful
The Mantid Heroes are still clinging to some kind of "glory" of their own. Although the Klaxxi Council has given Benedictus all the power to act, it is obviously unwilling to use such bottomless means.
"Well, you are a true warrior. Although you have the appearance of a mantid, your character, Wind Reaver, reminds me of those great knights of the Silver Hand that I have seen... the same adherence to the bottom line.
, the same pedantic..."
The Dark Bishop sarcastically said, but he did not force the Wind Reaver, but waved his hand:
"Then step back, Mr. Kelluk, and don't let the blood of "innocents" get on your boots."
"I will do whatever you don't want to do...I will also be the first to welcome the dark glory of the Lord's return!"
As the taunting voice slowly disappeared into the darkness, the mantis-like head of Windreaver Kil'ruk shook, and a trace of disdain flashed across its terrifying compound eyes, just like Benedic.
As Tas said, this weird mantid hero still insists on "glory" in his heart.
It would even fight the Gluttonous Locust because of another hero, "Gluttony Locust" Karoz, who wantonly killed the pandaren fishermen... To be honest, a weird guy like Kil'ruk, its...
Soul is actually more of a positive character than a Chaos Walker.
But things are so unpredictable sometimes.
"Buzz"
The Wind Raider did not stay at the entrance of the cave leading to the abyss for too long. It flapped its wings and disappeared into the night sky at a speed exceeding the speed of sound... It was only responsible for sending Benedictus into the abyss.
Niushi, as for whether he can complete the tasks he promised, it has nothing to do with the Wind Reaver.
Rather than using dirty tactics to "steal" to win, the Windreavers would rather stay alone on the battlefield in the Dread Wastes, fighting to the death with the mantids loyal to the Grand Queen Shek'sir.
No matter what the other heroes are planning to do, the Windreaver himself has already made up his mind. If the Klaxxi Council decides to use the Sha to defeat the pandaren, then it will never participate in the battle... Anyway, now the mantid is facing it at the same time.
With two battles, in addition to the century-old reincarnation war with the pandaren, there is also a civil war with the rebellious queen.
At the same time as the Wind Reaver left, Benedictus closed his eyes as he slowly floated forward in the dark and cold cave. As he went deeper and deeper into this ten-thousand-year-old seal, he could feel more and more clearly,
The power of the void in the cave is becoming stronger.
The power of every ancient god carries the original power of the void, but each ancient god uses the power of the void differently. For example, N'Zoth is good at transforming the void into nightmares, and Yog.
Saron prefers to use the Whisper of the Void, and C'Thun likes to use illusions. The seven essences of power left by Y'Shaarj in front of him are undoubtedly based on the emotions of all things.
This is a variant of the power of the void that Benedictus has never been exposed to, but for a high-level cultist like him who can skillfully sense the power of the void, he can master this with only a little learning time.
A variant of power.
This is not difficult at all.
Although the Demon Sealing Array left by Emperor Shaohao is strong and mysterious, as we all know, simple destruction is always much easier than construction...
Under the dark night, on the battlefield of Xuanniu Temple, under the furious charge of Xuanniu Niuzao and the desperate battle of the monks, at midnight, the mantid that invaded Xuanniu Temple was quickly repelled, leaving only
After getting rid of the last few waves of the most tenacious bastards, who were still continuing to cause chaos, Black Bull Niuzao was galloping on the battlefield. The Guardian God among the Supreme Gods suddenly felt a strong palpitation. It subconsciously raised its head and shone there.
With eyes with a halo as solid as the earth, it looked towards its dojo.
In the darkness around the dojo, familiar and palpitating forces were evaporating rapidly, like smoke pillars being rekindled in the night, low and low, filled with a certain sense of fear.
The sound of groaning seemed to be brewing in the darkness.
"The Evil of Fear! Seal!"
Niuzao's roar full of anger and fear suddenly echoed across the battlefield at this moment:
