One thousand two hundred and eighty-three chapters: the resurrection of the emperor
A voice came from the clay sculpture of Mother Earth: "This is just a test for you, Mogoulei Golden Hooves. Come to the Moon Well at night when both moons are gone, and you will gain eternal life."
The Golden Hoof Emperor was overjoyed. Now that he was honored as the First Emperor of the Tauren, he naturally rushed to the Moon Well in the Gray Valley with cheers and crowds.
On the hidden day of the double moon, the Golden Hoof Emperor ordered his servants to wait in the distance, and stood alone by the moon well. The beast head as a sacrifice was already prepared. After the head was thrown into the moon well, a familiar darkness emerged.
strength.
The Golden Hoof Emperor was about to bend down to drink the water from the Moon Well, when suddenly, a tall figure appeared behind him.
The emperor's body was no longer agile. He turned around with great effort and saw a familiar figure. He was surprised and said: "Cenarius, it's you!"
Cenarius smiled gloomily: "Morgore Golden Hooves, long time no see."
Seeing that the Golden Hoof Emperor looked unkind, Cenarius smiled and said: "I'm sorry, you are no longer the chief. You are the Tauren Emperor. How dare I, a little demigod, call you by your name."
The Golden Hoof Emperor snorted coldly, claiming that he was not weaker than Cenarius in his heyday, and asked majestically: "Cenarius, what do you want to see me for?"
Cenarius looked at the dark power rising in the moonwell: "Dear Emperor Golden Hoof, you must be wondering who Mother Earth is, so let me, the divine envoy, answer it for you."
"What, you are a divine envoy?" The Golden Hoof Emperor was slightly stunned.
Cenarius said loudly: "Yes, I serve the great moon god Elune, so naturally I am your envoy."
"I don't understand." The Golden Hoof Emperor felt inexplicably panicked.
Cenarius sneered: "Isn't it obvious? The moon god Elune is the mother of the earth. The rapid rise of the buffalo people, especially the innate mastery of magic, is not good for the moon god's plan, so he will use you to destroy the buffalo people.
People become stupid minotaurs."
The Golden Hoof Emperor was not surprised. He had considered various possibilities in the past few years, and had also guessed that Mother Earth might be the moon god Elune. He asked anxiously: "Cenarius, what do you want to do?"
Cenarius smiled slightly and said:
"Emperor Golden Hooves, of course I represent the Moon God and grant you eternal life."
Cenarius raised his hoof and hoofed the Golden-hoofed Emperor into the dark moon well, stepping on the Emperor's back so that his entire body was immersed in the well water.
The Golden Hoof Emperor fluttered violently, but not long after, his body stopped struggling. He drank too much well water filled with dark power, and his body turned into a ball of black coal, with countless black tentacles growing out, like an ominous figure.
Densely covered with hair, the body floated in the well water.
Cenarius stood by the moon well and said loudly:
"Emperor Golden Hoof, the promise of Moon Goddess Elune will definitely be fulfilled. You have absorbed too much power of the dark side of the moon and will not wake up until a hundred years later. At that time, you will become a monster until you kill all the tauren.
You will win your final destiny and become the pet of the Moon God."
Cenarius walked away, and it was not until dawn that the servants found the emperor's body from the clear moonwell and put it into the tomb that had been built long ago.
The historical image disappeared, and Sharp Horn Black Hoof jumped up and shouted:
"This is not true, this is a lie, Black Horn, you are too insidious. Unfortunately, the tauren's eyes are sharp, and your conspiracy is doomed to fail."
The shadow of the black horn smiled faintly and said:
"Pointed Horn. Black Hoof, your sophistry is meaningless. The body of Emperor Golden Hoof is sleeping in the coffin. A hundred years after the emperor was buried, a mysterious being sealed his coffin. The Tauren are not extinct. But now,
The seal has been lifted and he will wake up."
Sharp Horn. Black Hoof was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he trembled: "No, Black Horn, are you crazy? Do you want to exterminate the black-maned tauren? Those are your tribe."
The shadow of Black Horn looked at Sharp Horn strangely. Black Hoof:
"What makes you mistakenly think that I care about my people just because I defeated Kane Bloodhoof? I'm sorry that you misunderstood, I just simply hate him. Here comes the interesting gift, the Golden Hoof Emperor is resurrected
, after nearly ten thousand years of slumber, he should have become rational enough, but he will never give up chasing the six tribes, the black-maned tauren, how can you face a great emperor if you reject magic."
The black-horned shadow disappeared, and a roar sounded from inside the coffin.
Sharp Horns and Black Hoof were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, it was too late. The heavy coffin exploded with a bang, and a skeleton filled with a strong dark atmosphere stood up.
"Darkness, flesh."
There were more than fifty dead tauren scouts at the door. Their corpses were sucked in by the skeletons, and their flesh and blood were piled up in disorder. Most of them were contaminated and discarded.
Finally, a strong tauren appeared, with black tentacles all over his body. His eyes were wide open, and he could see sharp horns and black hooves at a glance.
The resurrected Golden Hoof Emperor let out a terrifying roar and roared loudly:
"Black-maned tauren, a group of rats hiding here and there, I finally caught you."
"Forgive me, don't kill me."
Sharp Horns and Black Hoof were so frightened that they ran for their lives. Unfortunately, the cave was too narrow. Emperor Golden Hoof rushed over and broke his neck.
The other tauren were not spared. The Golden Hoof Emperor grabbed the shaman and inhaled his soul forcefully, digesting the memory in the soul.
"It turns out that so many years have passed, and now the tauren have become food for the orcs. They are really a bunch of useless trash."
Thrall smiled ferociously and said:
"That's good. Black Horn rejected my kindness, so you are the one to take my place, Mulgore Goldenhoof? You must know who I am, and you should also understand your situation. If you don't want to die, just be obedient.
My servant."
Mogoulei Golden Hoof looked gloomy.
Anachronos, Elemental Lord Mordrak, and Windbinder Hagra, the three of them surrounded him in the center, and none of them was inferior to him in strength.
After being silent for a long time, the Golden Hoof Emperor knelt on the ground helplessly after the battle between heaven and man:
"Morgolei Goldenhoof is willing to surrender to the great savior."
In the basin surrounded by seven peaks, deep in the Minotaur's restricted area, there is a hemispherical ball of holy light, protecting the four figures.
War Master Black Horn slowly opened his eyes. Controlling Black Horn's Shadow consumed too much of his energy, and it took him a long time to recover.
Robbie put his hands behind his back and carefully looked at the mountain peak in the center of the basin. To be precise, it was a piece of flesh and blood of the ancient god, and it already showed signs of activation.
Vanessa's eyes were bright and she seemed to be particularly interested in this piece of flesh.
Mnozdo, who transformed into a human form, pointed at the black mountain peak and said:
"This is a piece of Y'shaarj's flesh and blood. A long time ago, a group of bison lived nearby. Under the influence of Y'shaarj's power, they learned to walk upright and gradually became wise. N'Zoth looked at the face of his former companions.
Teach them to master magic, but it's a pity..."
Munozido shook his head helplessly, with a look of regret on his face.
Black Horn stood up unsteadily and asked doubtfully:
"Excuse me, are the historical images in the mausoleum real?"
Munoz glanced at him and asked in surprise: "The image I weaved has no flaws. Even Anaclos can't see through it. Why do you have doubts?"
Black Horn whispered: "I just think that no matter how bad Emperor Golden Hoof is, he shouldn't be so bad."
A wry smile appeared on Mnozdo's lips:
"Yes, it was indeed processed and deliberately made for Thrall to make him underestimate the enemy. The collision between the two kings must be very exciting, and it is equivalent to planting a time bomb. I have modified most of the history,
Not presenting the truth to future generations.”
After a pause, Munoz said with a complex expression:
"Because the real history is too cruel and will only bring endless despair."