Queen Azshara almost thought she would be shattered to pieces!
The power of the evil god is not a good thing.
Returning from strength to strength, what’s the price?
I still remember that in the War of the Ancients, when Queen Azshara was dragged by the entire city and sank into the deep sea, and the power of Enzoth was forcefully poured into her, the pain was very similar to today.
The difference is that that time, the two legs were forcibly torn apart and turned into several tentacles. This time, Naga's tissues were directly peeled off - which of course included her legs (tentacles), claws, and extra scales all over her body.
fins, third and fourth eyes.
It is no exaggeration to say that this time, Azshara suffered even more misery than Lingchi's torture. The pain she suffered in that moment was even worse.
McDonald was rarely startled. The person he was holding was no longer an upper elf beauty, but a bloody man with only half of his body left, and not an inch of intact skin on his body.
At this moment, Azshara doesn't need any makeup at all to play the role of a victim in "Ghost Street" or something like that.
If he had just traveled through time, he would have been scared to death on the spot.
At this moment, a system prompt that suddenly popped up attracted McDonald's attention.
[Does the host want to inject a breath of destiny into Queen Azshara (unknown)? If agreed, the host will have the opportunity to create a new race...]
McDonald read the following content roughly, and couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face: "Interesting."
Azshara didn't know why McDonald's had such a reaction at this time. She just instinctively grabbed McDonald's hands with blood, completely treating it as her final salvation.
In fact, she made the right bet.
McDonald's eyes looked at her with majesty. A feeling called "Absolute Dominance" poured into Azshara's empty heart.
"Remember! What I give you can be taken back at any time."
"Ah?" Azshara exclaimed. She clearly felt that there was a mysterious and mysterious power transmitted from McDonald's hand holding hers.
"Huh?" Not only her, but not far away, Velen, Khadgar and other elders who were very sensitive to mysterious powers also discovered this change.
On the surface, Azshara looks so miserable that she could have played a half-zombie in "Resident Evil". Only the truly strong will realize the difference.
In the later stages of "World of Warcraft", everything is available, such as [Lightforged Undead].
Azshara and her men couldn't notice so much when their biological tissues were being recycled.
In the blink of an eye, Azshara felt like her entire body was being thrown out like a bag of garbage.
For a moment, Azshara almost felt hatred in her heart.
Ten thousand years ago, she thought she could marry Sargeras and become the mistress of all realms, but she was ruthlessly abandoned.
Ten thousand years later, she no longer had hope in people's hearts, but she was surprised to find that she was left in the hands of Velen.
"Holy Light! Full volume!" MacDonald's two words came lightly from afar.
Velen didn't care about that. He grabbed Azshara, who was only half alive, and immediately poured a burst of holy light into it.
"No! I will die...ah...ah...um...eh!?" Azshara was really shocked and angry at first.
What kind of constitution do you not know about her?
A perfect black physique!
This is why in history, after she was caught, she vomited black water every time she was stabbed when she met the inquisitor 'Mama Rong'. After all, the dark power in her body can be said to be deep in the bone marrow.
Now she is no longer what she used to be.
In the past, the power of Enzos dominated her, and she was completely black inside. Forcibly injecting other powers would only cause her to explode on the spot.
Now, in order to save his life, Enzos took back the power of all the losers, including herself.
Normally, taking away her power would also take away most of her vitality.
McDonald's did a little trick...
"Ahhh!" The dark body was suddenly injected with holy light, and Azshara was surprised to find that this did not kill her.
It hurt, but it actually healed her wounds.
No, not only that, the holy light even promoted the regeneration of her limbs.
As long as your foundation is good enough, you can accept the Holy Light, and the Holy Light injected into you is strong enough, you can really treat the bones of the living dead.
In just a few moments, Azshara realized that her life had been saved. Originally, only the withered black bones left behind her elbows and waist were devoured by the dark power. Now, she could see the bones.
Scarlet bloodshot eyes are visible. Bones, tendons, flesh and blood, and even skin are all regenerating rapidly.
The important point is that the form of the upper elf is restored!
It's painful and numb, it's like being tortured in hell, that's for sure, but compared to the hope gained, what is this?
At first, Azshara still screamed loudly, but then she tried to grit her teeth and hold on, but then she found that she couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't keep silent. She simply shouted: "Praise my Lord McDonald!"
McDonald: Meow meow meow? My lord? Who said I would accept you as my little sister?
Not only her, but also several female Naga followers around her, while they were being treated by several heroic priests, they also shouted "Praise to His Majesty Stratholme!"
this……
Enzuos completed a dark ritual to squeeze his subordinates, but unexpectedly it turned into a ritual for McDonald to collect the losers on the spot.
At this time, Ny'alotha had long since become a purgatory, and the bodies of countless faceless men had withered and shriveled. With fanaticism, they dedicated their lives and souls to En'zoth.
The next second, Enzos began to hold back his ultimate move, and it was going to hit the air every second.
Countless black lines flew from every corner of the fallen city of Ny'alotha. Black energy lines ran through the city. Thousands of black lines gathered outside the main battlefield. They rotated rapidly to form a vortex, and finally
It turned into a huge ball of shadow energy and merged into the head of 'Big Cuttlefish' Enzos.
An extremely uneasy feeling enveloped all the heroes.
This feeling is far from unfamiliar, because everyone has experienced it once with C'Thun in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
That kind of terrifying blow almost completely wiped out all the heroes.
That light cannon at that time forcibly opened up a terrifying fan-shaped space fifty meters high and more than one kilometer deep in the deepest part of the entire temple.
This time, when the entire battlefield was dark and five eyes appeared in front of Enzos, McDonald shouted: "Uther blast back with all your strength! Other priests help!"
The other priests didn't feel it yet, but Velen's blue face turned white for a moment. This was because he was scared!
Before doing this, Velen should have considered opening up.
Where is the chance to hold on to him now?
Do you think the old tribal land in Feralas is so easy to get?
After taking the land from the alliance, the Draini are no longer outsiders, so naturally they can't stay away from it.
Velen put on a bitter face, mobilized all his mental strength, and poured all the remaining holy light he could squeeze out into Uther's back.
The next moment, a cluster of Holy Light Light Cannons, which were comparable to the black light cannons of Enzos, suddenly pushed forward. (To be continued)
