"I and the Murloc Empire have always gotten along as equals."
N'Zoth's tentacles writhed like a cunning snake:
"In the ancient dark empire, the ancient gods all had their own territories, with exclusive subjects and favored ones, such as the Mantid of Y'Shaarj, the Akira Zerg of C'Thun, and the Faceless Men of Yogg-Saron.
As for the control of my subjects, it mainly involves belief and mental control. Only I and my subjects live on an equal footing."
Luo Ning listened carefully, like the most devout believer. At this moment, he was completely convinced by N'zoth.
Just listen to N'zoth chattering:
"There are many benefits of living together as equals. It can maximize the wisdom and creativity of the people. At first, I had the smallest territory and the weakest power. I could only rely on the fish people's water sacrifice ability to survive. When I accumulate enough, in just two hundred years, I will
I have surpassed them. If not for the interference of the Titans, this planet would belong to me. Within the tolerable range, I will not wipe them out. This is a tacit understanding between the ancient gods, unless there are offenders."
"What is a fouler?" Luo Ning asked curiously.
"It's complete corrosion, leaving no room for mental control." Enzos emphasized loudly:
"Control and corruption are allowed means, but they cannot be completely controlled. There must be room for freedom. Our ultimate goal is for the development of civilization to form a diverse and colorful civilization. Complete control means uniformity. In this way
It's meaningless. Xal'atath, a nasty guy, the female Old God, she is the one who violated the law, and her subjects are trolls."
"Troll?" Luo Ning was surprised, why he had never heard of it before.
Mantids, Akira Zerg, and Faceless Men, even though the Old Gods have been sealed away for tens of thousands of years, their belief in the Ancient Gods is still passed down from generation to generation. However, the trolls' belief in the Ancient Gods has never been heard of.
Enzos noticed Luo Ning's question and explained calmly:
"Trolls are one of the oldest races in the world. Xal'atath took a foul approach, so we joined forces to carve up her territory. Even so, we did not completely eliminate her, but exiled her. Once Xal'atath
When La'atath loses her freedom, the troll who regains consciousness will completely forget her. This is the sequelae of complete control. Even the servants of Xal'atath and the Loa gods will not remember her."
It turns out that the Loa is a servant of the ancient god Xalatath.
Luo Ning felt that this trip to ancient times was not in vain, as it solved many questions from ancient times.
The Trolls are as ancient as the Faceless Men, the Akira Zerg, and the Mantids. Before the war between the Titans and the Old Gods, they were the inhabitants of this land.
In the chaotic dark age ruled by the ancient gods and elemental lords, how could the trolls survive and fight against the ancient gods and elemental lords without a strong backer?
In this way, the night elves who evolved from the dark trolls can also be regarded as subjects of Xal'atath.
"Let's go, my friend, Luo Ning, I need your help. Of course, out of the principle of equality, if you can help me, I will give you some rewards, life-saving skills or useful prophecies, for you
Said it was very important."
N'Zoth's tentacles opened a red-black portal and entered a world of red and black. This is a space eroded by the power of nightmares, and even the sky is gray.
The dilapidated trees, the gray corrosive aura, the withered trees, the terrifying tentacles, N'Zoth's power protected Ronin, preventing him from being contaminated.
"Actually, I don't want this." Nzos explained:
"Just like people cannot control nightmares, the ancient gods cannot control the power of corrosion. Waking dreams and nightmares of corrosion are as normal as breathing. Luo Ning, you must be wondering how I entered the Emerald Dream."
Luo Ning nodded. He already regarded N'zoth as a confidant. Out of consideration for friendship, he did not ask questions.
"I escaped from the Titan's seal, not all of it, just my brain and one eye. Well, I won't hide it. I got help from some outside forces. Some nasty guy has a part of the Titan's authority. This
It is not out of kindness that I am bound to the depths of the Emerald Dream, and my mental power maintains the expansion of the Emerald Dream. I have been fighting, otherwise Azeroth would have been swallowed by the nightmare."
Arriving at the deepest part of the nightmare, Luo Ning saw a towering tree that had been corroded by the nightmare. It towered into the clouds, its trunk was several kilometers in diameter, and its canopy was so lush that it could cover a city.
On the tree trunk, there is a huge eye, the pupil is red, the eye has lost its vitality, like the eyes of a dead fish, staring blankly in one direction, until the tentacles approach, the eye slowly turns
.
One after another, jet black chains locked his eyes, and they were engraved with obscure runes.
"The power of the Titans binds me. I can't touch these chains. My brain is behind my eyeballs."
Enzos said helplessly:
"Luoning, let's see if you can help me. You must be careful and try to avoid making too much noise. Ysera and her Green Dragon Corps are the jailers of the Emerald Dream. Don't let these hateful reptiles notice.
"
Poor N'Zoth, the one who can restrain him must be an existence that can rival him. Luo Ning looked at these chains carefully. The chains of order were full of traces of time. At first glance, they were the work of Titan.
Luo Ning shook his head bitterly, wondering how his little magic power could compete with the Titans.
Just when Luo Ning wanted to give up, he finally discovered an anomaly. A certain chain of order had obviously been cut off and then welded together again.
What kind of powerful existence can cut off the chains of order left by the Titans? At least the ancient gods cannot.
There was only a small trace left on the welded part. If Luo Ning hadn't been careful enough, he would never have noticed it.
It is not difficult to open this weld. It only requires a simple spell, the lockpicking spell.
This spell is an original creation of mankind. The purpose of creating this spell is just as its name suggests, to carry out some robberies and dog robberies.
In this simple era 10,000 years ago, even the night elves, whose magical civilization had greatly developed, did not have this spell.
The chains of order that bound the eyeballs were densely packed, with hundreds of them. Luo Ning was not sure what the impact of opening one chain would be. He silently recited the spell of unlocking, and the welded part failed, and the chain broke into two pieces.
There was obvious excitement in his eyeballs:
"Oh, oh, unexpectedly, I thought you couldn't help, so that I could harness more power to fight. You know, Luo Ning, you delayed the nightmare from covering the whole world, and I saw hope.
"
"I'm glad to be able to help." Luo Ning said politely.
N'Zoth's eyes were silent for a long time: "In exchange for friendship, I will pay you a reward. A true prophecy. If you can understand it, it is equivalent to gaining a second life. Luo Ning, it is a matter of life and death. You must remember
alright."
The deep voice echoed in Luoning's mind.
"The alluring graceful body hides a poisonous snake, serving the creature with fangs on its shoulders.
"Seven colors of light shine, innocent people are reduced to ashes, and blue reptiles can enjoy their dinner. The woman holds a pair of young children in her arms, unable to wait for her lover to return." (To be continued)