Chapter five hundred and forty seventh: the last face one
"Who is the real mastermind behind the scenes?" Bwonsamdi asked with a dark face. For a conspirator, it feels very bad to be manipulated by others.
"The Black Hand is the moon god Elune ten thousand years in the future." Robbie replied.
Death walking in the gray fog fell silent, and Bwonsamdi also fell into thinking.
"So you should understand that helping Queen Azshara is helping yourself." Robby emphasized specifically.
"For Azeroth." Walking Death whispered.
"For my princess bride." Bwonsamdi increased his voice, trying to shout powerfully.
At this moment, the magical confrontation between Azshara City and Moon God had been going on for quite some time. As the five dragon clans and the Burning Legion watched, suddenly, both sides stopped almost at the same time.
Mannoros saw it strangely. In the field of magic, the abyss lords have always been weak. He took the opportunity to ask Archimonde: "Great master, why did they stop?"
As the principal of Sargeras Void Academy, Archimonde likes to be a teacher the most, so he explained in a leisurely manner:
"Frequent spell casting will cause the space to be weak. Azshara and Moon Goddess Elune have mastered it just right. If they cast more spells, it will cause the void to collapse. No one knows what the consequences will be."
The tens of thousands of tentacles of the Moon God faced hundreds of thousands of magicians in Azshara City. Tens of thousands of magics clashed at the same time, which had a huge impact on the space.
Although Queen Azshara has the ability to repair space, it is difficult to use it in such a tense battle.
Another consequence of the magic bombardment was that the space rift network carefully prepared by many mages in Azshara City was shattered and was completely damaged by the power of infinite magic. The moon was still unable to move, but it was able to stretch out from the huge hole.
tentacle.
"Haha, you lost, Azshara."
The statue-like face showed a smile of successful conspiracy: "You can no longer cast magic, otherwise the space will collapse, and the small city of Azshara will be destroyed faster than the huge moon."
"Is this your conspiracy?"
Queen Azshara still closed her eyes and meditated on the throne, only having perfect illusions to talk to the moon god.
"You are just a little night elf after all." The statue-like face sneered: "Your frail body is your flaw. For an ancient god, I have an unparalleled tyrannical body."
Tens of thousands of tentacles stretched out and wrapped around the city of Azshara.
"This is the moment I have been waiting for. Moon God Elune, or the ancient god Xalatath, without magic, will lose all unexpected occurrences. If you lose, you will never win again.
Chance."
The upper elf of Azshara took the initiative to remove the space rift network. At the same time, the Well of Eternity suddenly erupted, and a large group of tentacles suddenly appeared in the air. They were also tens of thousands of tentacles, coming from the ancient god N'Zoth.
body.
Driven by the magic power of the Well of Eternity, the ancient god N'Zoth became extremely large, and tens of thousands of thick tentacles wrapped the entire moon in it. Looking from the ground, the original white moonlight gradually dimmed, and a group of tentacles
The shadow enveloped the moon's brightness.
"What a madman." Archimonde scolded: "N'zoth is not dead yet, and Azshara has made his body so powerful. Are you not afraid that N'zoth will take back control of his body?"
In terms of the length and thickness of the tentacles, Moon God's tentacles are obviously at a disadvantage. N'Zoth's tentacles seem to have rotating blades, constantly cutting off Moon God's tentacles. There is also a big mouth on the tentacles, swallowing the Moon God's flesh.
flesh.
"No, no, it shouldn't be like this, N'Zoth, damn, this is impossible, Tyrande, Ysera, don't forget our deal."
Tyrande, holding the Demon Soul, looked at the green dragon Ysera.
Ysera was so innocent, and N'Zoth sealed him deep in the Emerald Dream, which meant that he was going to be released.
In the Emerald Dream.
Ronin and Krasus were originally together. Although Krasus was a member of the red dragon, in this ancient period, there was no place for him in the dragon clan.
Krasus was concerned about the fate of the dragons and was always restless. He found Malorne, the white deer, and Malorne took him into the dream crystal of the Emerald Dream. From here, he could watch the battle between Azshara and the moon god Elune.
While Krasus was focused on the battle between the two sides, Ronin cast an illusion to replace himself and left secretly. He heard N'Zoth's call.
Luo Ning found a safe place, cast a sleeping spell on himself, and quickly fell asleep.
In the dream, N'zoth's tentacles soon appeared next to Ronin. N'zoth, who had mastered the power of nightmares, directly relived the battle between the Moon God and Queen Azshara in his dream.
Luo Ning found himself in the center of the battlefield. His vision was extremely wide. He could see the dragons and the Burning Legion below, and he could also clearly see the three faces of the Moon God.
Tens of thousands of tentacles are fighting, and the two ancient gods are fighting with brute force.
"Luoning, this is a life-and-death battle that affects the future of Azeroth. Whether the mysterious final moment comes depends on the outcome of this battle. You need to help me." N'Zoth's voice was more serious than ever.
"How can I help you? You are an ancient god?" Luo Ning said in embarrassment.
Enzos said helplessly:
"Most of my soul is sealed in the depths of the Emerald Dream, and the power I can reveal is limited. Queen Azshara is using my body to fight against the Moon God Elune, and I have the upper hand. The Moon God will definitely release my soul.
, used to interfere with Azshara, you are my surprise soldier, don’t underestimate your ability, magicians can create miracles."
"Okay, I will try my best." Luo Ning was a little unsure.
"It doesn't matter. I will teach you how to do it when necessary. Now let go of your mind. Don't worry, I won't peek into your memory. It is the most precious treasure of living beings. I want to know what magic you know.
There is nothing you can do if the ancient god spies on you, but we are friends, so we must get your permission."
"At this point, do I have any choice?"
Luo Ning felt helpless. He had been being manipulated by fate, but there was nothing he could do.
Open one eye at the top of the tentacle and carefully examine Luo Ning's brain:
"Oh, yes, very thoughtful. Is this human magic? So, human magic comes from elves. Although in your era, most of the magical heritage of the upper elves disappeared, and there is no magic from the Well of Eternity. Many
You can't cast magic, but when it comes to spell-casting techniques, human creativity is amazing.
"Luo Ning, the magic skills you have mastered are richer than I imagined. Our chance of success has increased by several percent. Now, wake up quickly, they are about to take action."
Krasus widened his eyes and looked at Malorne the White Deer in confusion:
"What, N'Zoth is sealed deep in the Emerald Dream. He is the nightmare itself. We must let him out. Wait, why am I involved?"
White Deer Malorne was very anxious. He got Ysera's order. There were many powerful people in the Emerald Dream, but unfortunately not many knew magic. White Deer frowned and said:
"There is no time. All the dragons are on the battlefield, and there are not many forces that can be mobilized. You are the mage of the dragons, and your friend Luo Ning. Your participation should be enough. I hope we can make it in time, for the sake of Azeroth