Watching the group of priests who were moved by the noble sacrifice leave, Chaldea loosened his grip on the rosary at this moment. He silently drew a religious symbol on his chest, and in his heart, he had been watching all this.
Xalatas whistled a little presumptuously and frivolously:
"Look, my little Chaldea is simply a born liar. If you had chosen not to be a priest, but to be an actor, maybe your name would have been known to more people. You
He will become the best among actors!"
"But now, I am already the most outstanding one among the priests."
Chaldea showed a hint of self-mockery in the darkness:
"So the fate you describe has no appeal to me."
"I'm praising you, bastard, for at least showing a little bit of joy... Well, after several years of being together, you are becoming more and more boring."
Xalatath snorted, and she urged in Chaldea's mind:
"Don't waste time. I can feel that this crack goes straight to Yogg-Saron. It is extremely weak. Those guardians must have severely damaged it. The earthquake just now was its counterattack. They must have already
Both sides are hurt, let’s go down now!”
"Um"
Chaldea did not hesitate too much. He knew that his rebuttal would not be accepted by Xalatas. The power of the fifth ancient god was gradually restored, and her control over the power of the void became skillful again. As the host, Chaldea
Ledi could easily feel this. The mutual need between him and Xalatas had begun to change.
The Archbishop knew very well that the fifth ancient god could completely control his will and soul. The reason why she did not do so was just because she was afraid of being exposed... After all, the world is currently under the surveillance of the Dark Blade Legion, Sarata
No matter how much Si expands, he will never think that he has the strength to rival the great lord of Dark Blade.
Ever since C'Thun was killed in Silithus, the true strength of Tyrion Dawnblade has remained a mystery...
In other words, in this world, there is no one who can really fight with all his strength. This alone is enough to make Xal'atath wary. She is not willing to follow in the footsteps of C'Thun, at least
She will not expose her ambitions in advance before surpassing C'Thun's strength.
But whether it is Chaldea, Xalatas himself, or even the great lord Tyrion who has never seen the dragon, they all know that the relationship between the fifth ancient god who wants to devour the world and the great lord is very clear.
, there can never be peace.
"Buzz"
The archbishop's fingers moved slightly, and a dim light shot out of his hand, quickly extending between the dark cracks in front of him, like a staircase leading to the crypt. Of course, someone like Chaldea
A senior lurker will inevitably make some disguises before starting the real work.
He used his skillful techniques to set up a very complex and cumbersome sealing barrier around this dark rift, mixed with some shadow priest skills. As the holy light shone, the barrier began to operate, not to mention
What is the real effect? The beating sacred light feathers and the wisps of sun-like phantoms are enough to scare the laymen.
Even for true believers of the Holy Light, it is difficult to see the clues without careful study.
After completing this wonderful disguise, the Archbishop looked around, then reached out to flick the non-existent dust on his robe, then held the rose rosary in his hand and stepped step by step on the ladder composed of shadow power, heading towards
The cracks that go deep into the ground continue to advance, and the power of Yogg-Saron's final counterattack is astonishing. The pure physical power of this demon hiding in Ulduar and constantly absorbing nutrients from the world is terrifying.
Between the slaps, it is enough to make the rocks crack and make the earth tremble.
When he sensed the threat of death, Yogg-Saron's surprise attack almost tore the foundation of the Titan City Ulduar directly from the ground. If other opponents were to fight against it, under such a terrifying explosion of power,
, I’m afraid it’s going to be really bad.
"The battle is really fierce."
Chaldea stared at the horrific marks left on both sides of the crack in the darkness. They were obviously whip marks left by tentacles hitting the rock, like sharp swords piercing into the structure, and the depravity that remained on both sides of the mountain wall.
The power of the energy cast a gloomy light on the cracked rocks. If these energies are to be allowed to dissipate naturally without external intervention, it must be a long-term process.
Moreover, the natural dissipation of the power of the void is harmful to any living thing. In other words, unless the guardians are willing to rebuild the Titan City, the city will not be occupied by living creatures within decades.
of.
"Look at the mixed energy in the void!"
Xal'atath reminded aloud:
"The pure arcane power of the Titans is also mixed with traces of life and elements. This must have been done by the real guardian himself, and there are more than one. It seems that Yogg-Saron's plan to divide the guardians finally failed.
Those guardians woke up from the nightmare created by Yogg-Saron and reunited under the leadership of a powerful leader."
"It's really difficult to deal with. This world is already chaotic enough. Now even the guardians of Shenyin from tens of thousands of years ago are reappearing in the world... It seems that we will still have to keep a low profile in the future... But who will
Who is the leader of all the guardians united together?"
The voice of the fifth ancient god, who is hidden in history and participated in almost all major events secretly, is full of speculation and fear:
"It can't be the chief administrator Odin. That violent warrior is still blocked in Valargar in the Broken Islands, or... he has actually secretly escaped? Well, the pure power he controls is also
It is enough to threaten Yogg-Saron. Indeed, we cannot rule out this possibility! Chaldea, it seems that after leaving here, we will turn our attention to the Broken Islands, which we have always ignored."
"Or maybe it's the Great Guardian Rai who disappeared a long time ago? But it seems unlikely. Although I have been lurking in a Vrykul tribe in the middle of the continent during that time, I have also heard about
He seems to have lost his power due to some things about Lai, and that incident is also related to the sudden rise of the emperor of the Mogu Empire."
Xalatas said a series of nouns that Chaldea didn't understand well, and the archbishop didn't care about them. He moved forward in the darkness, silently thinking about his own affairs. He didn't know if it was an illusion. The further he went down, the deeper he went.
The more I feel an unfounded heart palpitation... Although there is nothing to indicate that there is a threat below, the Archbishop just feels that something is not right.
"I think we should probably stop."
Chaldea stopped his downward steps and whispered:
"My gut tells me that if we keep going down, all sorts of not-so-good things could happen..."
"Your gut? Hmm?"
Xalatas's voice was filled with some weird emotions at this moment, like a poisonous snake in the darkness slowly crawling out of the cave, and then wrapping around Chaldea's body bit by bit, bit by bit
Tightening it little by little, forcing the air in his chest out of his body.
"Does mortal intuition really exist? Isn't that your ridiculous conjecture? At such an important moment, Chaldea, you see, what I desire is right in front of you. Do you think I will allow you to use yourself?
Do you want to make a decision based on your feelings? Little Chaldea, don’t think that I don’t know what you are thinking..."
The fifth ancient god's voice seemed to ring in Chaldea's ears. She said in a sweet voice:
"For the sake of our cooperation in the past, I won't reveal your little thoughts, but I hope you remember that the lives of the lovely Miss Milly and the child in her belly are protected by me.
..So when you make a decision, I hope you can think more about it."
Xalatas' words made Chaldea clench her fists, and the Archbishop answered in a low voice:
"You are getting more and more crazy... I was just kindly reminding you! But now it seems that being suspicious is your second nature."
"No! My lovely Chaldea, you are wrong."
The fifth ancient god let out a burst of light laughter:
"My name is paranoia, don't be angry... I just, haha, reiterate the relationship between us. You see, the desire to protect other people does not make you stronger, it makes you stronger.
Weak, but to me, this seems to be a good thing, you know, I am not willing to use coercive methods to make you obey me, that would be too dishonorable."
"Keep moving forward, Chaldea. I can guarantee that there is no danger except for some meaningless corpses ahead. Trust me!"
Under the urging of Xalatas, Archbishop Chaldea continued to move forward, following the dark path downwards until he reached the bottom of the Ancient God's Cage. He looked around carefully, but just like Xalatas
As Si said, in this dark cage, there was nothing else except the twisted flesh and blood in front of him that had lost its soul.
At his feet, there were several corpses that had unfortunately fallen from the sky. They fell from a high altitude and were dripping with blood.
"It's so pitiful..."
Chaldea's occupational disease broke out again. He stood next to the corpses and made the last prayers for these poor people in a standard priest manner. All the attention of the fifth ancient god Xalatas was
It has been placed on the dark body belonging to Yogg-Saron in front of him.
It can be seen from the environment of the surrounding cells that there has been a great battle here. On the edge of the cell, there is the remains of a huge, scrapped robot, and from the sight of Yogg-Salon's still-squirming body of darkness,
Judging from the situation, the ancient god should have won with a slight advantage. It defeated the guardians...
"Ah! The mantis stalks the cicada..."
The fifth ancient god let out a sigh of joy. She extended her spiritual power to the flesh and blood in front of her. She was ready to say hello to the dying Yogg-Saron. However, the moment she came into contact with the corrupted flesh and blood
, Xal'atath was surprised to find that there was no longer a master's soul in this still complete body of darkness!
Yogg-Saron's soul...has been...
Oops! It’s a trap!
"Run!"
Xalatas' sharp voice exploded in the soul of Chaldea who was still celebrating mass, causing the Archbishop to suddenly open his eyes. At this moment, in the pool of blood in front of him, he saw what seemed to be
Tyrion, standing on the other side of the mirror, looked at him expressionlessly...
He was frightened...
"puff"
The black light blade pierced Chaldea's heart mercilessly at the next moment. Tyrion stepped out of the mirror image of the pool of blood. He held Chaldea's body with one hand like a brother, and flipped his other wrist.
The black blade of light completely shattered the heart of the unsuspecting Archbishop.
"ah!"
The instant death of the host caused Xalatas to let out a scream of terror. The purple dagger tied to Chaldea's waist jumped into the air strangely at this moment, as if it was escaping into another space. However,
The great lord, who had been preparing for this ambush for a long time, turned his head. He looked at the dagger that jumped into the air. His fingers moved slightly, and seven light bands of different colors roared into the air, just like restraining Yogg-Sa.
Like Long's soul, it tightly bound the dagger hidden by the fifth ancient god.
Then, it fell into the open hand of the great lord.
"Where are you going? My little Xalatas...We haven't seen each other for so long, why don't you say hello? How rude..."
"Look, I just discussed your "life-long events" with your brother Yogg-Saron. Don't you want to hear about it?"
"Besides, do you really think that you are the god who controls everything? My poor Xalatas, your poor imagination really limits your thinking..."
The great lord put the purple dagger in front of his eyes. He looked at Chaldea's body and said softly:
"Do you know? A poor woman who knows how to love and be loved spent 5 years begging me every day and night to grant her painful husband true freedom..."
"There are always some feelings that you rubbish will never understand that can touch death, there are always some beautiful things that transcend time, and there are always souls that are worthy of my tolerance. After all, I like those beautiful things..."
