Chapter five hundred and fiftieth eight: the sky is falling and the earth is cracking six
"Come on, Moon Goddess Elune, I won't eat you, hehe."
Yogg-Saron spoke insincerely with disgusting saliva drooling from his mouth.
Although he took some advantage in words, Yogg-Saron did not dare to be distracted at all.
Yogg-Saron, who had just escaped from the seal, was in pretty good condition, but Y'Shaarj, who had been forcibly resurrected, was very reluctant. His body was shaky and seemed to collapse at any time.
"Aman'Thul, you big fool, you are the Supreme Father and King of the Titans, but you are actually able to be overcontrolled by two tiny ancient gods and fall into a nightmare. You really disappoint me."
Elune cursed fiercely. She knew that Aman'Thul was bewitched by the ancient god because he was contaminated by the emotional corruption of mortals. If it were not for the corruption, Aman'Thul would not be used by Elune.
In the cold ocean, N'zoth was collecting his tentacles unwillingly.
"I am the great ancient god, and I am a taboo existence among mortals. In front of the Supreme Father Aman'Thul, I was defeated all at once. N'Zoth, you are so embarrassing. The reputation of the Void Force is ruined.
Corrupted by you."
N'Zoth kept complaining to himself. He felt that he had failed very much. At the most powerful moment in history, he was defeated so cleanly. Among the ancient gods, who was the best at preserving his life.
Without the help of external forces, just fusing these tentacles together would take an extremely long time.
Just when N'Zoth was in pain, he suddenly felt endless magic power being continuously injected into his tentacles.
Tens of thousands of tentacles, most of which were destroyed by Aman'Thul, were quickly repaired under the influence of powerful magic.
"The familiar feeling, this is the magic of the Well of Eternity. Wasn't the Well of Eternity destroyed together with the city of Azshara?"
Soon, N'Zoth figured out that the so-called Well of Eternity was just a technology to extract energy from the void.
As long as the technology is not lost, it doesn't matter how many times the Well of Eternity is destroyed, the Highborne can rebuild it.
"Queen Azshara, and those lovely upper elves, they are still alive."
N'Zoth never thought that one day he would be happy for the life and death of a mortal.
"Enzos, look at your pitiful appearance." A red eye appeared in front of Enzos, with a strong look of ridicule in his eyes: "Since the War of the Ancients, you and I have
It’s been a long time since we last met.”
"C'Thun?"
N'Zoth felt a familiar power. This eye can be said to be a small clone of C'Thun.
"Damn it, you damn peeping tom, what, can you escape from the seal?" N'Zoth immediately retorted: "C'Thun, you are so pitiful, among the three of us, you are the only one with the seal.
The strongest."
"Because the Titans are afraid of me." C'Thun said proudly.
"Just you?"
N'Zoth said with a teasing smile: "It's not like you planned to spy on Iona, the Giver of Life, taking a bath. Just spy on me. You also made it known to everyone. You claimed that you were going to shoot a three-dimensional photo album of all-round female Titans taking a bath, in the void.
Selling between forces, the Titans will completely hate you."
"You should understand, N'Zoth." C'Thun explained: "I did this to save Azeroth. Iona is a titan. She takes a bath and consumes all the resources in Azeroth."
The sea water is equivalent to the destruction of hundreds of millions of living beings. If I hadn't spread the word, Azeroth today would only be a dead planet."
"Okay, we all understand your good intentions. A female Titan takes a bath every hundred years, and every time she destroys an ancient star similar to Azeroth, you successfully stopped it.
She. It's a pity that you are locked up in the coldest prison. What's the point of coming to me? Will you watch the final moment with me? Cry for our failed fate?"
"No, I'm here for Azeroth." C'Thun said confidently:
"My ability lies in careful observation. The Titan's cage is not intact. I have successfully escaped some of its power over the years. Azeroth is now facing a life-and-death moment. We must join forces to fight the enemy. There is still hope for Azeroth.
You can't count on the dying Y'shaarj and that idiot Yogg-Saron."
"Hope?" N'Zoth tasted this bitter word and sighed: "Even if the four of us join forces when we are at our strongest, we are far from being a match for the Supreme Father Aman'Thul. I don't see any hope."
"No, we don't need to defeat Aman'Thul. Of course, we can't. We just need to hurt him. At least let him bleed. A bleeding Titan will no longer be mysterious and can be defeated.
, the one hiding behind the scenes can take action with confidence."
"Who is behind the scenes?" N'Zoth quickly understood and asked in surprise: "You mean Sargeras?"
"It is Sargeras." C'Thun carefully analyzed: "From the information obtained now, Sargeras planned this conspiracy in order to defeat the Pantheon and draw away the strongest Aman'Thul. Aman'Thul crossed time and space and
Come on, Archimonde is Sargeras's spy. Although Sargeras is stronger than Aman'Thul, the gap in strength between them is not big."
During the conversation between the two ancient gods, the repaired tentacles converged on N'Zoth's body. With the help of the Well of Eternity, his strength has been restored to some extent.
N'Zoth quickly felt relieved: "Yes, if I were Sargeras, I would not take action rashly. Even if I successfully defeated Aman'Thul, I would still be injured. Sargeras himself is the majority of the Burning Legion."
Given his strength, if he is injured, it will have a significant impact on the legion's career."
"But for the sake of the Legion's cause, Sargeras must not let Aman'Thul go." C'Thun added:
"Especially since Aman'Thul has received help from Elune. Once Elune swallows the star soul of Azeroth and regains some of its strength, I am afraid that the Legion will also suffer. By then it will be too late to take action."
"I understand, this is indeed the truth." N'Zoth finally figured everything out: "Sargeras is waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack. Aman'Thul probably knows this, so he leaves room for every attack."
"The most appropriate time should be the moment when Azeroth is destroyed." C'Thun used himself to judge others and guessed: "If it were me, I would take action at that time. I only need to attack the moon god Ai.
Luen has made Aman'Thul scruple and not dare to take action rashly. The hope of victory is very high. What we need to do is to let Sargeras take action in advance."
"But we can't break through the Titan's defense." N'Zoth said cautiously: "I know that your strength lies in finding the enemy's weaknesses and attacking the weakest link. Even if you find Aman'Thul's weakness, his defense will not be able to break through."
It’s not something we can break.”
"We can't do it, but Queen Azshara can do it." C'Thun said seriously:
"I will be your eyes to guide you to attack Aman'Thul's weak points. You also need a powerful weapon. The moment Azshara collided with Aman'Thul, the upper elf had already obtained his body data.
Now they are injecting energy into a weapon, the Sea King's Halberd that the Highborne spent hundreds of years crafting."
N'Zoth thought for a while: "I agree, but I have one more request. C'Thun, you should know the biggest gap between us and the Titans." (To be continued)