A bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Shimla.
Simla's whole body crackled, weapons fell, and his four strong legs lost their strength, and he knelt on the ground limply.
Shimla raised his head in surprise. The sky was filled with overcast clouds and filled with lightning. It was like a dark mountain, pressing down little by little, so close to the ground that it seemed as if it could be touched.
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Facing this terrifying vision of heaven and earth, a series of names of powerful creatures appeared in Simla's mind.
Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and what fell was not raindrops, but countless black spheres and lightning balls.
Thrall's body was wrapped in several spheres, healing his injuries bit by bit.
A black ball fell on Simla, and a large piece of flesh and blood was immediately lost. Dark energy spread from the wound to all sides. Simla screamed in pain, and he recognized it as void energy.
Simla's eyes widened, watching as countless void balls and lightning balls gathered together to form a tall figure standing tall and tall. It was a humanoid creature with an old face, white beard and hair, and a sense of indifference.
The majesty above.
"Guardian Raiden, how is this possible?"
Shimla couldn't believe her eyes. Throughout the long history of Uldum, Raiden had always protected the Tol'vir.
Is history all a lie?
The incarnation of Leiden, composed of pure energy bodies, floats in the air, pressing down little by little with his right hand, aiming for the city of Ossis.
On the palm of his hand, lightning and void energy intertwined, forming a terrifying network that enveloped the entire city of Ossis.
"No!"
Simla covered her head and screamed in pain.
The most painful thing is not the physical pain, but the collapse of faith in the heart.
Countless people in the city wailed, tall stone statues collapsed, and all buildings were corroded by void energy and shattered by lightning.
This is a real world-ending disaster. No living thing can survive. The city of Ossis became a dead city under Leiden's hand.
There was a mocking smile on Leyden's lips, as if he was looking at a group of pitiful ants.
Then, Leiden pressed down his dark left hand, and a terrifying vortex appeared in his palm.
Countless transparent figures were sucked into the vortex, which were the souls of hundreds of thousands of people in Ossis City.
Being so skilled, this is by no means the first time Leyden has done something like this.
Simla suddenly remembered the countless unsolved cases in the history of Uldum. The cities in the desert were inexplicably turned into ruins without any life left. Now they have answers.
Something must be done.
That terrifying big hand pressed down again, pointing towards Simla...
Leyden's incarnation left just as quickly as it came.
All the void energy disappeared, the sky cleared, leaving only a broken city.
A gust of galloping wind blew by, and the gray wind merged into a blue energy creature. It was a wind elemental, wearing a gorgeous hat, wearing silver armor on its upper body, and its lower body was surrounded by the constantly rotating wind.
Lord Nanfeng, who came from the Throne of the Wind God, looked at the ruins of Ossis City in surprise.
"Another dead city, how many times has this happened?"
A weak wind swept through the entire city of Ossis, not sparing any corner. The Lord of the South Wind found Shimla buried in the yellow sand. His body had been corroded into disgrace, leaving only incomplete parts.
's skeleton.
Shimla's hand bones are tightly holding a piece of flesh and blood. For some reason, this piece of flesh and blood can survive the dark energy.
Lord Nanfeng picked up the piece of flesh and smelled it carefully:
"A piece of orc flesh, with the flavor of tauren and pandaren."
Lord Nanfeng hesitated for a moment and murmured:
"The orcs who often feed on tauren and pandaren, yes, must be the flesh and blood of Thrall. His army landed in Uldum. It contains the power of void and lightning, and there is only one person who can skillfully control these two powers at the same time.
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Lord Nanfeng closed his eyes: "Leden, who is said to have mastered the power of lightning, absorbed the energy of the void. When the God of Thunder was alive, he tried his best to hide it, but later he became unscrupulous, poor Tol'vir people."
After a sigh of relief, Lord Nanfeng helped bury the bodies of these poor people.
Felix led three thousand Ossi elites and rushed back to Ossi City as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, he did not have the help of a Dalaran mage. After a whole day of marching, the soldiers were exhausted, and Felix could only camp on the spot.
At night, Felix lay awake, worried about Sal's safety.
After finally falling asleep, he saw Ossis City and Thrall who was shot away.
"Simla, you are such a traitor, you really ruined my big business."
Felix didn't know that he was in a dream, and then he saw Leiden's big hand destroying the city of Ossis.
If orcs massacre Ossis City, Felix will definitely not be surprised.
But if Lyden did all this, Felix wouldn't believe it.
"What are you doubting? Stupid Felix Sunreaver." A thunderous voice came.
Felix raised his head and saw a tall mogu with a majestic face wearing a crown of lightning on his head.
"Thor." Felix said tremblingly.
The thunder god's voice is like rolling thunder:
"Your ancestors have made mistakes before. I have warned you a long time ago that Leiden absorbed the power of the void and became a madman. Don't listen to his lies. But what did your ancestors do? They were actually killed by Leiden.
Clumsy lies and deception led me to the Forge of Origin, and then blew me up, and millions of Tol'vir were buried with me.
"Look at this desolate desert. This is the price you paid for believing the lies. What a pity you got. Without my control, Raiden became unscrupulous, and countless mogu and tol'vir sacrificed to
Void, the funny thing is that no one dares to stand up and point out the truth, no one has the courage to record this bloody history, they are a bunch of cowards.
"The result is that you don't know how to learn lessons and make the same mistakes again and again. It's still too late to reflect. As long as you guide Leiden's actions, I will help you eliminate this evil guardian."
Felix suddenly woke up from his dream, sweating profusely.
"Don't try to deceive me with the magic that confuses people. I never believe that the kind Leiden would treat the Tol'vir like this."
The next day, after a whole day of marching, Felix finally returned to the city of Ossis.
The ruins of the city were exactly the same as in the dream. Felix secretly cried out that it was a pity. He was not sad about the deaths of the people. The amount of work to rebuild a city was too large and might take hundreds of years.
In the ruins, Felix saw Lord Southwind, Tol'vir's old friend.
The Throne of the Wind God never pays attention to the civil strife of the Tol'vir clan, but when Uldum is invaded, you can ask the Throne of the Wind God for help at any time.
"Forgive me for being late."
Lord Nanfeng handed the evidence to Felix: "This is Thrall's flesh and blood, which contains two powers, void and lightning. The murderer is..."
"Is Sal okay?" Felix asked hurriedly.
Lord Nanfeng was a little confused and asked strangely: "Don't you care who destroyed Ossis City? The evidence is already in front of you, not only Ossis City, but also countless unsolved cases in history, each one mysterious
Lost cities.”
Looking at the familiar ruins, Felix figured everything out in a daze.
Although I can't face it directly, I must admit that what Thor said is true.
"The evidence is already obvious." Felix looked at Lord Nanfeng calmly: "I know who the murderer is."