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Volume Two: The Two-Headed Dragon Kiki Chapter 295 Faith and Faith

Chapter 295 of "Warcraft Towers: Another World": Faith and Betrayal

As her sisters died one after another, Mortred's heart began to bleed. Her thoughts and feelings gathered in her heart, and she decided to quit the Watcher Corps after this pursuit was over and live with her sister Cindersa.

I have lived ordinary and peaceful days.

However, the Demon Guard's ultimate skill, Haunting, dashed her simple wish.

It is an extremely evil skill that releases a devil to devour the soul of the target unit and take over their body.

Several slow night elves were controlled by the devil. Their eyes turned blood red and they raised their butcher knives towards their companions.

An unexpected night elf was overwhelmed by this sudden situation, and then, the sharp blade of the Wheel of Judgment cut open her swan-like jade neck.

Maiev frowned, "Kill the demon guard first!"

The tragedy of their companions made the night elves completely angry. Under their desperate counterattack, the demon guards were finally killed. However, at this time, there were still four elf sisters controlled by the devil on the battlefield.

Death returns to normal, because their spiritual sea has died.

At this time, they were frantically attacking their former comrades. However, the elven warriors were unable to attack harshly because of their scruples, and the danger was everywhere.

Maiev sighed quietly, "Their souls are already dead. Take action to free them."

Xie Cong?

Mortred was stunned. Killing her former partner was actually called "liberation"?

Maiev was the first to gather her hands, and the shadow raid flashed past. A once loyal watcher fell into a pool of blood and slept in the cold stone tomb of Sargeras, accompanying the devil.

Looking at the lifeless corpse, Cuiti's heart suddenly twitched. She couldn't understand this crazy and ridiculous world!

As members of the Watchers, they went through life and death, abandoned their emotions and themselves, and remained loyal to the Elf Kingdom. But what did they get in exchange?

In the past ten thousand years, all the sacrifices without regard to reward have only resulted in one's own "liberation"?

Why are we going through life and death, defending our country and our country, and being buried in the battlefield after death, while the rulers sit back and enjoy themselves, living in a drunken dream and dying?

Sadly, under their shameless enslavement education, simple warriors are proud to defend these parasites!

Forgetting "self" for the sake of the country? How ridiculous!

Why don’t you forget those rulers!?

This world is already full of filth and deceit. In this case, what’s the harm if Konoe falls and natural disasters strike!?

Whether it is a Konoe or a natural disaster, the essence of life is the same selfishness! It's just that the Konoe race is selfish but pretends to be a hypocritical face of compassion for the world, while the cruel natural disaster is at least more real!

Mortred, who was trapped in grief and hatred, had completely forgotten what her teacher Maiev emphasized repeatedly: "As a warrior, being unable to control emotions on the battlefield is a fatal weakness!"

She didn't notice that a demon guard who was still alive opened his ferocious eyes, moved his bloody lips, and recited the last spell.

Devil haunted!

With Mitridi's speed, she could have easily avoided this instantly fatal skill, but at this moment, she seemed to be petrified and motionless.

Sister!" Seeing that her dear Cuidi was about to be haunted and devoured by the devil, Xandersha cried out in despair.

"Tsk!" Maiev frowned. If Mortred was controlled by the demon, then with her elusive movement and ruthless attacks, more than half of the exhausted surviving Watchers would be destroyed.

At the last moment, Sha Cuidi finally woke up and saw this skill so close at hand, but it was too late to dodge. In the last moment of her life, she didn't have the slightest nostalgia for this world. Is this a kind of "relief"?

Mortred closed her eyes and waited for death to come. When she was about to die, she suddenly felt a spin. This was...

An ominous premonition lingered in her heart, and she was no longer familiar with this spinning feeling. In the past ten thousand years, she had fought with her sister countless times, and this feeling came from Xandersha's unique skill of shifting positions!

Mortred opened her eyes suddenly and saw the purple space chain broken. Her sister resolutely took her place, struggling painfully in the blood-red devil.

No!….

Kiss Cuiti's eyes burst, and two lines of blood and tears flowed silently along the cold mask. She rushed over and hugged her sister Xandersa, but her life was rapidly draining away.

"Xandersa, why do you want to be a watcher?"

"Well, my parents were both killed in the war. I, I want to learn how to take care of my sister."

"Watcher Kecan chose to learn a space magic. None of you have the chance to learn flicker. The only ones left are flicker raid and transposition. The former is more focused on attack, and the latter is more cooperative. Which one do you choose?"

"I choose Flash Raid!"

"Then... um... I'll choose to change places."

Bit by bit, her sister's quiet face was like a magic spell hovering in Zhu Cuidi's mind. She only felt that time seemed to be frozen forever in the moment when Xandersa was struggling painfully with the devil. At that moment, she

It was as if she heard the sound of glass breaking in her heart, and the belief in the Watcher that had been in her heart for ten thousand years completely collapsed!

"Mortred, I know you are in pain, but your sister is dead." Maiev said regretfully, "Let her go, otherwise you will be attacked. If you can't stand it anymore, you can leave first.

Let me do it."

"Shut up!" Sha Cuidi suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Maiev was stunned for a moment, and her voice became a little cold, "Don't forget the faith of the Watchers, we are on a mission now!"

"Mission? Hahahahaha!" Mortred said arrogantly

"Poof!" A dagger pierced Mortred's back. Mortred turned around blankly and looked at Xandersa with red eyes and her empty expression. Sister, her soul has been devoured by the devil.

"Click, click."

Drops of blood rolled down the dagger and shattered on the strange runes on the altar. A slight sound could be heard in the silent environment.

Dear Cuidi, she was heartbroken with grief.

"Sister, why are you so stupid? What have we been doing for these ten thousand years?"

"puff!"

Another sword." The soulless Xandersa stabbed out the dagger in her hand expressionlessly. Her sister's blood splashed onto her helmet, blurring her eyes like two lines of blood and tears.

"Sister, are you still waiting for what you said when I joined the Watchmen organization? I said that I learned combat skills to protect you and avenge my parents. But in the past ten thousand years, my simple wishes have been lost in killing and

In pursuit."

"puff!"

"puff!"

Mortred allowed Xandersa to mechanically stab out the dagger in her hand, and said what she said to herself, "Give up on feelings. Endless battles, we are being trained as killing machines, I'm tired of it."

"Sister, can you still hear my voice? Come to your hometown with me, stay with your parents, that is where we belong. If your soul is dead, then I will spend this time guarding your body.

Empty and eternal life,"

After thousands of years of watching and chasing, maybe all I want is a peaceful space to rest my soul.

But this simplest wish is as far away as a mirage in the desert of Kalimdor.

Mortred's remaining health was close to the limit. She stroked her sister's face and said, "Sister, if death is really a gift from God and relief for us Watchers, then this gift will be a relief."

It’s all done by my own hands! The god of this world is ourselves.”

With a gentle blow of the sword, Xandersha fell into Jutraidi's arms like a withered flower, granting relief!

An instant death attack. With Mortred's past strength, it would have been impossible to put Sendelsa, the third most powerful among the Watchers, to rest with just one blow. This was once a power only possessed by gods, but now, this power is

Take it into your own hands!

It is better to pick up your own weapons than to beg God for protection. Everyone is his own god!

Mortred took off her mask, and also took off Xandersa's high gear, threw away the mask, and threw away the Crazy Orange. From then on, she was no longer a Watcher.

She hugged her sister and sat quietly in the corner of the altar, whispering softly in her sister's ear.

All the surviving watchmen watched this scene in silence. The corners of Maiev's mouth twitched slightly, and a glint of light flashed through her eyes hidden under the cold mask.

That man with two wings on his back, who has been watching for thousands of years, has already buried his feelings deeper than the eternal whirlpool, and what is left is only unforgettable hatred...

Killing him is his final mission.

At this time, the Tomb of Sargeras shook violently, and dirt and gravel fell. However, Cuiti was completely unaware of it and was talking to her sister in a daze. Or rather, she was talking to herself.

The heavy stone door rumbled open, and devilish laughter resounded throughout the Tomb of Sargeras. The dust cleared, and the man with wings on his back appeared in Maiev's field of vision. He was holding the Eye of Sargeras arrogantly.

Laughing loudly, beside him were the loyal Naga guards.

Maiev's eyes burst out with murderous intent, "Illidan! It's over here!"

"That's it? Haha! No, this is the real beginning!" Illidan's wings suddenly spread out, covering half of the stone tomb. The strong wind swept away, and all the torches in the tomb were extinguished, except for the Eye of Sargeras.

A hazy light illuminated a space.

However, for night elves, seeing things is clearer in the dark than in the day.

"Maiev, look, I will use my power to sink the continent and destroy the Lich King. Finally, I will create a new order. No one can stop me!"

When Illidan said this, the Eye of Sargeras flashed with blazing red light, and destructive energy overflowed like a flood. The Tomb of Sargeras shook violently and began to collapse!

"Bury all of you here and die!"

"You must die first!" A huge black shadow appeared behind Maiev, and the vengeful god came!

She waved the Wheel of Judgment in her hand, and her figure instantly flashed in front of Illidan, a whirlwind of swords!

Countless hidden weapon fragments were shot out from Maiev with fierce energy. The whirlwind of sharp blades and energy turned the surrounding Naga guards into minced meat in an instant.

However, Illidan blocked the blow with only the energy barrier of the Eye of Sargeras. Then, a purple portal opened behind him, "Maev, stop your ridiculous pursuit, I'll do it again."

Give you one last chance, surrender to me or die!"

Illidan jumped back slightly, his whole body submerged into the purple teleportation array, and left the Tomb of Sargeras through space magic.

Watching the rotating magic circle disappear, Maiev felt deeply depressed and desperate. She had sacrificed so many sisters to hunt down here, but she only got such a short and ridiculous confrontation?

Seventh level!

After Illidan obtained the Eye of Sargeras, he actually broke through to level seven!

His power now has reached a height beyond his reach.

The shaking of the Tomb of Sargeras became more and more violent, and the dust from the dome scattered. With a loud noise, a huge rock fell from a height due to the strong vibration, and hit the lost Maiev.

"Boom!" A watcher named Sana smashed the rock with a moon blade, and the debris flew in all directions. "Leader, the tomb is about to collapse!"

Maiev suddenly raised her head, her eyes regained clarity and vitality, and she issued an order, "Follow the map drawn before and retreat! ※

Sana's expression darkened, "The journey is too long and the tomb collapses too quickly. I'm afraid it's too late."

Boulders fell one after another, and dust flew into the sky. Maiev frowned. With the current speed of the landslide, it was really impossible to leave with her sisters.

It failed to prevent Illidan from obtaining the Eye of Sargeras, and also allowed him to break through to the seventh level. This mission has failed, and it will be even more difficult to kill him in the future.

"Leader, you use flash to escape and avenge us!" Sana showed a determined look, "We stay behind to delay the Naga tribe in the cave."

A trace of pain flashed across Maiev's face, "I'm sorry!"

"Lead, you go, we have no regrets about following you." The surviving watchmen expressed their determination to die.

Seeing the sisters looking at death, Maiev's heart was bleeding, Illidan, I will fight with you until death!

She turned her head and glanced at Taro Cuiti, using her speed and flickering to attack, if she wanted to leave, there was hope, as long as she was willing to let go of Xandersa.

With a slight sigh, Maiev said: "Kill Cuidi and let Xandersha sleep here. You come with me."

"Let's go?" Kill Cuiti sneered, raised her cold face, and looked at Maiev with hateful eyes, "It was your stupidity and paranoia about chasing Illidan that killed so many sisters, and also killed me.

Sister, starting from today, I, Mitridi, am no longer a watcher. I will kill all the hypocritical upper elves. If you want to protect them, you will be my enemy next time we meet!”….

Maiev looked at this apprentice who had become a stranger in surprise and said something like "Dharma"

Later, people didn't know whether Mortred survived the collapse or died in the disaster and was later resurrected by the Lich King. In short, Mortred's body was destroyed and turned into a phantom like a black mist.

Assassin, she takes pleasure in killing the rulers of the Highborne.

For the upper elves, the Phantom Assassin's elusive movement and the gift of relief that instantly kills people make them sleepless. Even the Watcher Maiev and the Priestess of the Moon Tyrande can only defeat the Phantom Assassin, and it is difficult for them to do so.

Kill her.

Finally, the upper elves came up with a despicable method to deal with the Phantom Assassin. They stole the body of the Phantom Assassin's sister, Xandersa, and twisted the truth before the appearance of the moon god Ain, saying that Mitridi killed his sister after betraying her.

, Xandersa prayed for a chance of revenge, even if she gave up everything.

Ironlu listened to the slander of the high elves and resurrected Xandersa as a vengeful spirit. Xandersha, who was haunted by the devil and ate most of her soul, could no longer distinguish between right and wrong and only knew how to hunt down the one who killed her.

people.

After the Phantom Assassin learned the news, he was filled with grief and anger. From then on, she had no concern for her anymore and was just a killer...

I was born in darkness.

I am named after my shadow.

I was betrayed by my faith,

I also betrayed my faith.

Hatred that spans thousands of years,

A dream lost in blood.

The mask conceals the appearance,

But it cannot hide the ugliness of the soul.

Since the face hidden behind the mask has long since rotted,

Why not let me grant you the relief of death! When all the scenes were distorting and disappearing, Gu Nansheng found that he was still in front of the system magic circle. The system prompted that the gift of relief, with gills, has a probability of 2 times the critical hit. The exchange requires a skill point.

And the killing medal, can it be redeemed?

Gu Nansheng took a deep breath, ignored the skill descriptions given by the system, and resolutely chose Yes.

The gift of liberation cannot be explained by a bunch of simple numbers.

It is not a skill, but an understanding, a belief, and a relentless pursuit.

It is engraved with the sorrow of the Avengers and carries thousands of years of protection.

The sisters who depended on each other are now fighting each other, and the master and apprentice who loved mother and daughter are now facing each other. Whose fault is it?

Maiev sticks to the Watcher's belief of "being ruthless and selfless, protecting the home and country."

She pursued Illidan at all costs, sacrificing herself at all costs, including her own life.

But Rongtiti is just a girl of flesh and blood. She needs feelings, she loves her sister deeply, and she is unwilling to be the ruler's killing tool. Her rebellious character and pursuit of freedom doomed her betrayal.

The conflict between two beliefs interprets this tragedy.

In a twist of fate, three closely related women became Avengers at the same time.

The tragedy of an avenger is not that his life is shrouded in the shadow of his enemy and tormented by hatred.

But after killing the enemy, the whole body feels empty.

The Avengers have already lost their relatives, friends, and comrades-in-arms. If they lose their enemies now, they will lose the meaning of living. Only the body is left, and the soul dies in the void. Then what else can the watcher have to watch?

Woolen cloth?

Gu Nansheng sighed heavily, it was time to kill the Son of Fire. After successfully preventing the resurrection of the Fire Lord, this lengthy trial should be over?

For several days in a row, I haven't uploaded the code until after seven o'clock. I have to get up early tomorrow and can't stay up too late, so tomorrow's update will probably be after ten o'clock in the evening, and future updates may also be postponed for a few hours.

I wrote two chapters of heroic history in a row, and I guess many brothers have become drowsy after reading it. To be honest, making up this kind of thing is really a very draining thing on the brain cells, and the reading has little to do with the protagonist.

It is inevitably boring. This paragraph is rarely needed to explain the gift of deliverance.

Next comes the final step of the first trial.

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