The entrance to the cave was overgrown with weeds. Looking inside, it was pitch black. It must have been occupied by some creature as a nest, and there was a foul smell.
Velen is also a clean person, and he suddenly looked disgusted, but in order to obtain a light-forged guardian dragon, Velen also worked hard.
Using the power of holy light to protect his whole body, Velen endured the discomfort and lowered his head and got into the hole.
The holy light prevents Velen from getting any dust. The cave is very deep and twists and turns. Fortunately, there is no fork in the road. You only need to keep walking to catch up with Liathos Helin.
This kind of cave usually doesn't have only one exit. When Black Forest sees someone chasing him, he will definitely escape through other exits, and Ysera can continue to pursue him.
However, contrary to Willen's expectations, after about a hundred meters deep, it suddenly dawned on him that there was a whole other world. There was a huge cave in front of him.
There is a black stone tablet standing in the center of the cave. On top of the stone tablet, there are eye stalks erected, which are impressively the power of the ancient gods.
"No, this is a trap."
Velen was shocked, but it was too late.
On top of the stone tablet, a strange eye appeared, and at the same time, strange energy appeared under his feet, forming a strange pattern. Velen felt like the world was spinning.
In a half-asleep state, Viren heard a voice coming from a trance:
"Isn't this Prophet Velen? Why isn't it Ysera?"
"Haha, a prophet mistakenly fell into a trap targeting Ysera, and his predictions were useless."
In his daze, Velen vaguely saw two tall faceless men. He lifted Velen and walked towards the portal densely covered with eyes.
"Anyway, we only need one spy, and Velen is the same. We use him to do business, and hope God won't blame him."
Only then did Velen understand that it was originally the ancient god's plan against Ysera, but because of the prophecy, Velen fell into a trap.
When Velen woke up, he found that he was entangled by countless tentacles, and strange whispers sounded in his ears, making him distracted and unable to concentrate.
No matter where he is, Viren can't feel any power of the Holy Light.
"Prophet Velen, welcome to my dark empire."
A strange voice sounded in Velen's ears. He opened his eyes with difficulty. His vision was blurry, as if covered with a layer of mist. He vaguely saw countless tall figures surrounding him, and there were whispers, but
It doesn't sound real.
"Oh, Velen, you have to make me change my mind. I originally wanted to plant a seed deep in Ysera's spirit for my own use. Unfortunately, if it were you, it seems that I can only turn you into nothing.
Face person."
"No, no." Velen struggled instinctively: "Great ancient god, I am willing to become your pawn."
The voice hesitated for a while:
"This is difficult to handle. The Holy Light is pure energy. I can't hide it from Naaru and plant the seeds of darkness deep in your spirit. I'm sorry, Velen, but you are of no use to me."
"I promise you, I am willing to serve you and swear on my honor." Driven by the instinct of struggling for survival, Velen kept begging.
"Haha, do you think I am a fool? If you leave here, you will return to Naru immediately. Your promise is meaningless, unless..."
"Unless what?" Velen held on to the last glimmer of hope.
"I need a handle. Once the Holy Light Legion finds out, you will be dead." The voice smiled evilly.
Viren thought for a long time, and the strange whispers made his thoughts confused and dizzy, and he blurted out:
"I have a son who serves as a general under Kil'jaeden..."
"This is not a secret at all. Almost everyone in Azeroth knows it." The voice was very dissatisfied.
"I secretly colluded with the Lord of the Void, and we had a deal." Velen was desperate and just wanted to survive.
"It seems that we are a family, but this cannot be used as a handle for you. The Holy Light Legion is not stupid. They should have known your secret for a long time."
Velen's mind was buzzing as he desperately thought of a solution:
"I once betrayed the Holy Light and plotted against a Naaru. Part of his body fell into the hands of an orc, who later became the famous Ashbringer."
"Breaking news, this is not enough, Viren, if you want to survive there is only one way, open your heart and let me scan your memory. If there is anything in your memory that can be used as a handle, I will let you go."
, and then I will send someone to contact you."
At this moment, Viren's mind was not clear enough, as if he was drunk, so he agreed without thinking.
"Relax, don't resist, the process is quick and you won't have any pain..."
Velen felt a chill in his head. He had lived a wonderful life and had witnessed the demise of countless civilizations. This process was much longer than Malfurion's.
After a long time, Velen fell into a coma again, and when he woke up, he found himself lying in the cave.
In the empty cave, the sound of dripping water could be heard, but the strange stone tablet was missing. Velen scratched his head, a little unbelievable. The experience just now seemed like a nightmare.
Velen ignored the pursuit of the black forest and hurriedly returned from the original route. After leaving the cave, he heard gusts of wind coming from the dense forest, birds and beasts fleeing in all directions, and Ysera's vigorous figure crossed the sky.
What happened just now?" Velen was confused: "Am I really captured by the ancient gods and became a pawn?"
In fact, this is nothing to Velen. The more forces involved, the more useful Velen will be.
On the contrary, those who serve the Holy Light wholeheartedly and have no other ambitions are easily given up. On the contrary, Velen, who has both sides, can live longer.
With Velen's knowledge, he would not take the threat of an ancient god seriously.
Ysera's loud voice sounded: "Little Sartre, you have angered me."
Velen spread a pair of golden wings behind his back and chased after the sound.
Black Forest panicked and jumped into the mountain stream, while Ysera dived down.
A scene in Velen's vision appeared. The Nightmare King Xavius appeared on the side of the mountain stream and threw the Tears of Elune, which was filled with the power of nightmares, at Ysera.
"No!"
The Tears of Elune hit Ysera in the abdomen, and she screamed and fell into the mountain stream.
Xavius ran over excitedly, and not long after, the painful roar of a dragon came from the mountain stream.
Corroded by the power of the nightmare, "Ysera"'s body was shattered and she struggled to fly out of the mountain stream, her eyes full of pain.
"Look, poor little green dragon, lost in the nightmare, Tyrande, I will bring you a gift soon."
It’s done, Velen in the distance was secretly happy. Just as he expected, after taking control of “Ysera”, Xavius would first attack the Moon Temple.
Corrupted by the power of the nightmare, "Ysera" flapped its wings and flew towards the Moon Temple. Velen calmed down, temporarily forgetting his unhappiness just now, and quickly followed.
Temple of the Moon.
When the twisted Ysera fell from the sky, Tyrande, who didn't know the truth, was shocked.
Ysera is an ancient guardian dragon. After being corrupted by nightmares, her strength has grown even further.
With the strength of the Moon Temple, it is impossible to defeat a guardian dragon.
Tyrande was about to lead the priests to retreat when Magatha Wild Totem ended her meditation, opened her eyes and said to Tyrande:
"The Holy Light has predicted everything. We can save Ysera, but we need your help."
Tyrande rolled his eyes and suddenly realized something, so he nodded.