Chapter 1234 Women only affect the speed of drawing the sword?
With the unexpected arrival of Sharlayan and Valeela, the game calculation between Prius and C'Thun has also entered a fever pitch.
C'Thun had considered that the next two people might join forces with the guy whose body was full of the stench of death for some reason, but he really didn't expect that the two sides would hit it off so quickly.
Prius and Sarlayan did not expect that C'Thun would recall Yaqi Emperor Vizakremitia at the critical moment when the front line was gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Under the personal command of the emperor who had the highest authority over the hive network, the guards of Ahn'Qiraj who were originally fighting each other quickly merged into a whole.
If Sarlayan had conducted some personal reconnaissance before taking action, he would have come to a completely new conclusion.
After the integration of Vizac Remitia, the city guard that originally took 5-10 minutes to support should now be able to shorten the time to 3-5 minutes.
This is only the efficiency of the city guard's support. It is still unknown what kind of impact one more Vizac Remedia will have on Prius's plan.
Unfortunately, due to environmental restrictions, Sarlayan and Valeela really didn't dare to go out to gather information at this juncture.
A large number of C'Thun's compound eyes are wandering back and forth in the city. Stealth and camouflage are meaningless to it. Once discovered, Prius's plan will be in vain.
What makes Sarlayan feel a little relieved is that Mimiron and Freya are still very reliable.
The long-distance contact sent from Ahn'Qiraj received a response at noon the next day.
Under the double persuasion of Freya and Mimiron, Odin, who took charge of the war in the south and originally intended to speed up the progress of the attack, agreed to their proposal.
When Mimiron sent the reply, Odin, Thorim and Hodir had already begun to gather their forces and were expected to launch a new round of attack this afternoon.
As expected, the unconventional attack rhythm of the Titan Creation Army left the Ancient God Army on the front lines in a hurry.
Without the personal supervision and coordination of Emperor Yaqi, the battle situation on the front line suddenly showed signs of imminent collapse.
In desperation, C'Thun could only hurriedly hand over the whack-a-mole task to Vezacule Mitia and Visalia, and put most of his energy into the precarious frontline battlefield.
Knowing that the frontline war had resumed as expected, Prius eagerly waited for the moment when the plan would be launched.
Sharlayan and Valeela also took advantage of C'Thun's consciousness to travel far away, and quietly stuck their heads out near the shelter to observe the local movements of Ahn'Qiraj City.
From the perspective of Valeera and Sharlayan, who are accustomed to the hustle and bustle of the city, the city of Ahn'Qiraj is indeed prosperous enough, but this city lacks a lot of the fireworks that a mortal city should have.
Insect people do not need to communicate through words. Only the faceless people will chirp some Shasiyar when they meet each other.
In such a huge city, it is difficult to hear the cordial greetings between neighbors, let alone the cries of small businesses and hawkers. The barrage netizens half-jokingly called the holy city of Ahn'Qiraj the Silent City.
Since they could not understand the Shasiyar language and the bugs could hardly communicate directly with each other, Sarlayan and Valeela, who did not dare to leave the shelter too far, could only make a cursory observation of the surrounding situation.
At a glance, the patrol situation of the surrounding guards seems to be no different from yesterday. There are more changes that cannot be concluded through simple observation.
Before C'Thun's compound eye patrolled over, Sharlayan and Valeera carefully retreated into the shelter.
"So far, everything is going pretty well."
Sarlayan rubbed Valeela's fluffy blond hair and asked, "Do you need to sleep for a while?"
"Need not."
Valeera narrowed her eyes and enjoyed the moment of intimacy with her lover before the battle: "You also know that we no longer need to sleep."
"Normally, we can maintain the routine of mortals and always remind ourselves not to be arrogant and divorced from the masses, but at this special moment, it is better to enjoy the privileges of demigods with peace of mind."
"That's fine."
Sarlayan said seriously: "Then meditate for a while and concentrate on preparing for action tomorrow morning."
The meditation mentioned here is not the special method used by arcanists to quickly restore magic power, but a little trick to concentrate concentration.
Prius, who was still standing in front of the table looking at the map, glanced sideways at the two people leaning against each other in the corner. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. Soon he turned his attention back to the map, but silently
Sighed.
'Emotions... If Zoval, that idealistic lunatic, could also be bound by emotions, wouldn't he do those extremely extreme things?'
Prius...or rather the soldier's doubts are not unique.
Netizens from other worlds who follow Sarlayan at all times have also sparked several large-scale discussions on this issue.
Quite a few people believe that the closer a cultivator who has climbed to the top gets closer to the peak, the more he should abandon unnecessary interference, and feelings are one of them.
In the words of that world, this seems to be called too much forgetfulness.
To put it in simpler terms...women only affect the speed at which I draw my sword.
Of course, this is just one point of view.
There are also many people who believe that only by being extreme in emotion can one be extreme in Tao.
To this day, discussions about Youqingdao and Wuqingdao still occur from time to time.
Sharlayan didn't know what methods other demigods in Azeroth... or even the entire material universe would use to climb to the top. At least he personally had no intention of abandoning his feelings and becoming a loner.
For him, the important emotions between him and his family will become a benchmark to anchor his will, always reminding him not to stray from the ordinary world.
Yes, this word from another world was first told to Valeela by Sharlayan.
After stepping into the threshold of demigods, Valeera finally realized what Sarlayan meant when he said these words before.
These are two completely different paths, but in the end they lead to the same destination. It all depends on personal choice, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior.
Maybe some maternal singles (barrage language) will choose the supreme path of forgetting love, but Sharlayan, Onyxia, Valeela... and even more subsequent members of the Deep Shadow family will not
Choose to go this route.
[Can this be regarded as the family motto of the Deep Shadow family? 】
【To a certain extent, it is.】
[Sour! I’m so sour! If someone is willing to practice joyful meditation with me, who would be willing to take that supreme path of forgetting love!]
[Brothers in front of me, Xisuo is happy to meditate.]
Sarlayan, who had entered a meditative state, was unaware of the chattering discussion.
Since Sarlayan's subjective consciousness did not fall into deep sleep, the system rarely skipped this meditation period and allowed the barrage to discuss it in full swing throughout the night.
At 3:30 in the morning, Sarlayan and Valeela opened their eyes at the same time with great understanding, and the Prius, who had not slept all night, turned to look at them.
"It's time, get ready to act."
Sarlayan and Valeera, who were still full of energy, temporarily got rid of many distracting thoughts and negative emotions through meditation, and they nodded calmly at the same time.
"I'll leave the first shot to you, Brother Prius. Let's go to East District 3 first and wait for your good news."
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Perhaps because C'Thun's main consciousness has left Ahn'Qiraj, although there are still many compound eyes coming and going on the streets in the early morning, their action patterns seem to have become somewhat mechanized compared to the high level of activity the day before yesterday.
It has been more than a week since Prius entered the city of Ahn'Qiraj. After nearly half a month of continuous high-intensity patrolling, the faceless men and aqirs, who were still only mortal bodies, were inevitably a little tired.
The time chosen by the Prius at 3:30 a.m. happened to be the time when the patrol guards were most likely to doze off.
Even though Vizakremitia, who does not need to sleep, is still enthusiastically filling up the chicken soup in the hive network, many people still start to drift off and doze off under the influence of the human body's laws that are about to reach the sleep limit.
As Sharlayan and Valeera watched, Prius's body transformed into a gray-black shadow and blended into the ground, moving in circles toward the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj under the cover of night.
"Shadow Powers?"
Valeera raised her eyebrows in surprise: "The Soldier Master really has a lot of messy powers, such as shadow, space and time. These have nothing to do with his natural powers..."
Sarlayan smiled noncommittally: "Although true gods also have strengths and weaknesses, after entering this realm, each step forward needs to be in units of ten thousand years or even one hundred thousand years."
"There is no limit to the natural life span. As long as they want to, they can dabble in something of interest in their free time when they further understand the power of their own life."
"Okay." Patting Valeela's high ponytail tied behind her head, Sarlayan put back his smile and said seriously: "The discussion about power is over for now. It's time for us to take action. Let's first... well
?”
Not only was Sarlayan suddenly stuck, but Valeera also noticed something strange.
On the main road of Ahn'Qiraj City, a high-level insect man walked past quickly surrounded by a large number of insect soldiers.
Valeera: "... Demigod-level bug-man, Prius's information is wrong?"