In the Battle of Quicksand thousands of years ago, the night elves and dragons suffered a lot at the hands of Anubisas and the Obsidian Destroyer.
These enemies, whose bodies are made of black rock, were originally created by the Titans and were subordinates of the Great Guardian Raiden. They were ordered to guard C'Thun's prison in Silithus.
Because of the powerful corrosive abilities of the ancient gods, usually the Titan creations guarding the ancient gods will change shifts every once in a while.
But after the Great Guardian mysteriously disappeared, C'Thun's jailers have not been replaced for tens of thousands of years.
Such a long time is enough for C'Thun to corrode and transform these titan creations into his minions.
Strangely, Anubisath and the Obsidian Destroyer still maintain their solid rock form and are not cursed into flesh like the vrykul, dwarves, and gnomes.
In the last battle of Quicksand, Anubisas did not have anti-air capabilities, and the Obsidian Destroyer's small body was at an absolute disadvantage when fighting against the dragons.
Just when the Qiraji were in dire straits, an Anubisas named Osrian suddenly threw the weapon in his hand into the sky, knocking down a giant dragon from the air on the spot.
Other Anubisas also followed suit, and many dragons were caught off guard and fell by flying weapons.
With this bloody lesson, the remaining dragon clan no longer dared to breathe at low altitude as unscrupulously as before, and the battle situation became more stalemate.
Seeing Anubisas and Obsidian Destroyer joining the battlefield one after another, Malfurion looked to the north of Silithus worriedly.
"Why hasn't Ysera come yet? Is there something unexpected?"
The Anubisaths stabilized the Qiraji's retreat as soon as they appeared. These huge and powerful Titan creations could not even withstand the ancient trees of war.
The Azeroth coalition forces that were advancing so vigorously were suddenly intercepted, and the offensive came to a standstill.
The low-level flying bugs are no match for the Wildhammer Griffin Knights and the Horned Eagle Knights. Once the Storm Hammer is thrown out, it can usually take away double digits of flying bugs.
But after the Obsidian Destroyer joined the aerial battlefield, the situation suddenly reversed.
These titan creations with an anti-magic coating are not only immune to most magic, but can even reflect enemy spells when prepared.
Storm Hammer is half physical attack and half thunder damage. It cannot cause fatal damage when hitting the Obsidian Destroyer.
Falstad tried his best to shoot down several Obsidian Destroyers from the air, and the shooters in the Rangers and Sentinels also specifically targeted the Obsidian Destroyers for sniping.
However, due to the huge numerical disadvantage, the battle situation in the air gradually became less optimistic.
Although the dragons had not arrived yet, Malfurion, who had experienced many battles, did not panic because of this, and he still had a trick up his sleeve.
"Druids of the Raptor and Chimera, go into battle to support!"
The hundreds of night elves who stayed behind in the center began to transform on the spot, and ferocious birds soared into the sky. Chimera, a huge natural ally, also flapped its wings and took off.
With the help of the Raptor Druid and Chimera, the battle situation in the air was gradually brought back to balance.
But this is not an option. The high-level insectoids of the Qiraji Empire have not yet begun to take action. Once their commander believes that the time has come to counterattack... the situation will definitely change again.
Sarlayan, who was watching the battle from behind, could view the battle situation in front of him from a relatively objective perspective.
So far, the Qiraji Empire's commanders have adopted somewhat conservative tactics, as if they are carefully guarding against something.
"Are both sides waiting for the last shoe to fall..."
Sarlayan also frowned and looked into the distance in confusion: "What on earth are the Dragon Clan doing?"
As the balance of power returned to the war situation, Malfurion retracted his previous more radical advancement strategy and ordered the generals on the front line not to rush forward greedily for credit, but to consolidate the front line steadily.
Sarlayan and Valeela chose to join the battlefield when the situation was gradually calming down. While approaching the front line, they killed the hordes of soldiers that had penetrated too deep along the way.
"Looking up close...it feels bigger."
Thieves are not suitable for frontal attacks, and Valeela is still the same as before, blending into the mixed soldiers to cut grass and be unparalleled.
Sarlayan rushed all the way to the front line and witnessed the battle between the Ancient War Tree and Anubisas.
The ancient war trees with a height of more than 5 meters are already big enough. Anubisas is even bigger than them, and its movements are more flexible and intelligent.
'intelligent?'
Sarlayan was a little confused about this and asked Danmaku for advice: "I remember you said that low-level Titan creations will only follow specific orders, right?"
[Yes, the jailers who guard the ancient gods are usually not given advanced intelligence. The purpose is to prevent them from being corrupted by the ancient gods who are good at twisting souls. 】
"Then what's going on with these Anubisas? They seem to be obviously more 'intelligent' than the ancient trees of war."
[Unclear, maybe C’Thun gave them wisdom.]
【Actually, this can be considered an opportunity.】
Sarlayan wielded Quel'Sera and easily chopped down a large beetle: "How do you say that?"
[Having advanced intelligence means that Anubisas already has a soul and can be targeted by necromancy.]
After wiping the green bug bodily fluids splashed on his face, Sarlayan asked in confusion: "I just learned a lesson not long ago, and you still want me to continue to compete with the ancient gods for soul power?"
[No, no, no, that’s why you were chased along the network cable because you were trying to invade the soul that had been marked by the ancient gods. Dealing with Anubisas doesn’t need to be so troublesome. 】
[You only need to directly attack their souls and completely erase the artificial souls given to these titan creations by the ancient gods.]
[In our words, this is called a cold restart, which forcefully returns them to the factory state from a mechanical level.]
Sarlayan's eyes moved, and he turned around and chopped off the waist of a small earth-boring insect that was trying to attack from behind.
"Factory... What do you mean, as long as the artificial soul given by C'Thun is touched, these Anubisas may defect in battle?"
【Children can be taught!】
'Um……'
Sarlayan looked at Anubisas, who was over 6 meters tall, and thought about it for a while with a changed expression.
"Okay, let's give it a try."
In order to prevent C'Thun from invading his soul along the "network line" again, Sarlayan did not intend to establish contact with Anubisas' soul this time.
"Psychic!"
The dark power of death surged in the palm of Sharlayan's left hand, and the wandering soul somewhere in Azeroth received the summons.
Sarlayan used random channeling, and he couldn't guarantee that something would come out. He could only feel that it seemed to be a big thing.
"Ouch?"
A three-meter-tall giant bear soul sitting on the ground appeared on the battlefield. It looked around in confusion.
Malfurion, who was sitting in the central army, saw this scene, and his face looked a little tangled.
"The power of Thornspeaker? And that giant bear... seems to be Ursoc's descendant?"
Ursoc, the giant bear demigod, teamed up with his brother Ursol in the War of the Ancients to cause huge trouble to the Burning Legion on the battlefield, and eventually died heroically due to exhaustion.
The native species of Kalimdor, the furbolgs, are the descendants of these two giant bear demigods, and they still worship the descendants of Ursoc and Ursol to this day.
In that tragic war, not all the demigod descendants survived, and the giant bear in front of him unfortunately died in the battle.
The strange thing is that Kyrian from the Shadow Realm was not taken to Ardenweald, but still stayed in Azeroth for some reason.
Due to ten thousand years of wear and tear, this giant bear has very little memory left, and the wisdom inherited from the demigods has gradually faded away, leaving only the instinct-like obsession buried deep in the soul.
"Roar!"
After seeing the surrounding situation clearly, the eyes of the giant bear's soul became sharp. It saw the night elves fighting on the battlefield, and vaguely remembered that they were allies fighting together.
With a flash of light and shadow, the seemingly stupid giant bear moved like thunder, rushing towards the nearest Anubisas like a heavy tank in a barrage.
"boom!"
There is nothing fancy about the conflict between strength and strength. The stronger side must gain the advantage.
Anubisas, who was originally holding down the ancient war tree's blasting hammer, stumbled, and was forced back a step by the giant bear in its soul form.
Sarlayan was also somewhat unprepared for the fact that he had channeled a big daddy.
"Could it be that... I am what you call the European Emperor?"
[Gan! Random psychics can get a good card, it’s unreasonable! 】
[Stop talking nonsense! Business is important. This giant bear has already captured the hatred, so take action quickly!]
[This is called stupid people having stupid blessings. (Cha Lemon)]
"Tsk! Never mind!"
Gathering the power of death again, Sharlayan enchanted Quel'Sera's sword with it.
The emerald green light flashing on the surface of the upper dragon-forged blade suddenly changed color, and the gray dim light hid the sword body, making the entire weapon look vaguely visible.
"ha!"
Sarlayan launched a heroic leap and jumped high, using the arm of the ancient war tree to take off again. When he reached the highest point, he was looking at the confused Anubisas at the same level.