Chapter 37 The fate of psychic, the corner meets Thanos
"arrive!"
Huang Shang frowned as he felt the weightlessness of the teleportation.
It wasn't that Kel'Thuzad was so unbalanced that he couldn't even teleport over short distances, but that the environment in the secret room under the mage tower was very special.
Yes, this maverick magician actually dug a huge secret room under his mage tower, which is like a human mausoleum.
When Huang Shang came here, he felt a biting cold breath blowing towards his face.
The source of breath is a deep well.
The well is square in shape and not deep. If you poke your head slightly, you can see the well water below, and you can also see the magic lines carved on the four walls. It is extremely mysterious and cannot be understood by anyone under the Archmage.
And when he moved his eyes away from the four walls and looked carefully at the well water, he found that it contained a dark and cold atmosphere, and the color of the water also changed from crystal clear to a heart-stopping pitch black.
Huang Shang frowned deliberately, showing a mentally polluted expression.
Kel'Thuzad said: "This is a well I built after finding a space node leading to the Land of the Dead. It took me five years to slowly stabilize it. Once you feel any physical discomfort, you must leave immediately."
, don’t be brave!”
Huang Shang heard this and immediately raised his voice: "Are you studying the power of the dead?"
There is no order in Dalaran that prohibits the study of necromancy, it is just the mainstream values of society that exclude the existence of necromancy.
After all, this kind of magic that communicates with the souls of the dead and attempts to resurrect the dead is biased towards evil and depravity.
But when studying the power of the dead, the nature is completely different.
Just as evil energy corresponds to the Burning Legion, undead corresponds to the Shadow Realm. It is a real taboo, belonging to the power of the dead and cannot be touched by the living!
Kel'Thuzad snorted coldly, and finally said what he was thinking, even if it was treasonous: "The real arcana should break away from all constraints, use knowledge as a ladder, and harness the power of the dead!"
He looked at the well obsessively, Senhan's spirit was rippling, but his eyes were scorching hot: "The power of the dead is the true divine power of the soul. Once I control it, I will cross the boundary between life and death, and human beings
You will cross the boundary between life and death, maybe extend your life, maybe live forever!”
He gently stroked the cat with his hand. Mr. Bigworth's broken bones had been restored by divine treatment, but its cold body no longer had any warmth.
Seven years ago, Kel'Thuzad experienced the death of his beloved wife, and that pain struck him again now.
But this time, he wants to reverse life and death!
The light in Kel'Thuzad's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he said every word: "If you want to gain eternity, you have to endure loneliness. No one in Dalaran understands my thoughts. I am lonely, but so what? I am determined.
Even if I fail, I will not regret it!"
Along with the powerful words, Kel'Thuzad's mental fluctuations became stronger and stronger.
The Arctic glacier is rumbling, not only the tip of the iceberg above the ice surface, but also the giant thing under the ice surface.
The spirit that belonged to a great mage was officially agitated, and the surrounding walls trembled slightly, cracking with cracks visible to the naked eye.
Spiritualization.
Huang Shang also realized Kel'Thuzad's arcane belief.
He is a lonely person walking on the cold road. Even if he sacrifices everything, he must reach the end within his own power, either change the world, or be destroyed forever...
Cold dream chaser!
"Let's get started!"
He nodded, his hands glowed with holy light, and the holy contract around his waist echoed the same. A golden light fell from the sky and landed on Kel'Thuzad's head, forming a holy seal of light.
"very good!"
Kel'Thuzad sensed the vitality of his body and had greater control.
In his concept, the power of the dead and the power of the Holy Light are exactly opposite and can restrain each other, so he accepted Huang Shang as his apprentice in order to use this genius who has mastered the power of the Holy Light and the Arcane at the same time.
Come and help him complete this great experiment.
This concept is not entirely correct, but it does have certain effects.
At least at this moment, when Kel'Thuzad stared at the Well of the Dead again, his momentum began to gain the upper hand. His substantial mental power formed several rings of frost, surrounding his body. His hands seemed to be grasping something ethereal.
Slowly lift up until it is above your head.
Boom!
Under Huang Shang's perception, a strange purple-black tower slowly rose from the well.
It is not a real tower, just a projection. Several twisted sharp claws protrude from the top, slowly grasping a dark gray energy light group. It already has the aura that no living thing can enter, and those who touch it will die.
"Ziggurats!"
This is exactly the population structure of the undead, which provides food for the undead and is equivalent to a human granary.
Only by ensuring the supply of food can more things be accomplished.
Kel'Thuzad was truly a genius.
Unfortunately, even the most basic construction is not something that ordinary people can master.
When the ziggurat's projection completely rose from the Well of the Dead, the Seal of Light he placed on Kel'Thuzad melted away quickly like ice and snow meeting the sun.
Holy light surged out of Huang Shang's body again, but this time, even the Holy Seal of Light could not be released.
It's not that it's invalid, it's that it can't be lit.
It's like lighting a fire in a world where the wind is roaring. If it can really light it, it will be the last match for the little girl.
The power of the dead souls in the Shadow Realm surged out crazily, and the gap was too big. The two sides were not of the same magnitude at all.
Kel'Thuzad, who bore the brunt of the attack, was knocked away before he could even cast an offensive spell.
That is the spirit of the Archmage, who made the right choice to avoid danger.
But even if he retreated in time, the ice armor and mage armor on his body were crushed to pieces in an instant.
When the coveted undead power hit his chest, Kel'Thuzad's face was full of horror.
Ye Gong loves dragons...
It's not Ye Long's fault, it's the dragon's majesty that is simply not something humans can bear.
Seeing that a catastrophe was about to happen, Huang Shang, who was well prepared, threw out the magic bag, and a five-meter-tall magic construct appeared directly, and his arms bloomed with fiery red brilliance...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Five fireballs as big as a washbasin were shot out like a barrage of cannons!
Regardless of energy consumption, what we pursue is ultimate destruction!
Bang!
A ball of fire exploded on the projection of the ziggurat. This secret room was small after all, and even the power of the Shadow Realm had to endure this round of offensive.
And this was just the beginning. Huang Shang reached out and grabbed a big sword. Golden holy light flowed from the sword body, and he slashed at it angrily.
While forging the mecha, he also forged this true silver holy sword for himself.
Weapons made of mithril ingots, true silver ingots, rubies, breath of wind and other materials may not be as precious as the Thorium war hammer, but they are the most suitable for current use.
At this time, facing the surge of undead power, the True Silver Holy Sword activated the sacred shield in the sword to protect them in front of them.
Holy light intertwined with flames, and sharp screams rang in his ears. Kel'Thuzad finally woke up from a dream, unleashed his great spiritual power, and also blasted the ziggurat projection.
Arcane Impact!
He is no longer good at the ice system. What Kel'Thuzad is currently casting is the spell that best reflects his realm as an archmage. The arcane energy in his body spurts out continuously without any elemental processing of earth, water, wind, and fire.
The pure impact blasted upward.
The ziggurat was besieged by justice, and the bone claws above it were like rolling balls, pinching out a death air bomb and preparing to counterattack.
But the rigidity of the building was clearly on display. With such obvious work, Huang Shang's true silver holy sword slashed straight up. With the brilliant holy light critical strike, the bone claws cracked open. Kel'Thuzad followed closely, adjusting the angle.
, arcane energy took advantage of the situation and broke into the core of the ziggurat.
Then detonate!
Bang!
The ziggurat turned into a gray-green light and dissipated, taking the True Silver Holy Sword with it before leaving.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Kel'Thuzad held the cat in his arms and rested on the ground with one hand, beads of sweat rolling down his face, and he looked full of lingering fear.
While he was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The energy well method won't work, let's change it to a space gap!"
He raised his head and saw Huang Shang standing by the well that had been blown into ruins, rubbing his chin and looking thoughtful.
There is no hint of shock, just like a small failure in the laboratory, put down in the blink of an eye.
There is also no chicken soup for the soul, but action is the best encouragement.
I'm still standing, why don't you stand up?
"Catch! I have to stand up!"
Kel'Thuzad narrowed his eyes slightly, tightened the cat in his hand, stood up and began to study.
He was almost beaten with a stick, but now he came to his senses and had a plan for improvement in his mind.
There's nothing special about it, it's just that the opening just opened was too wide, and it couldn't withstand the impact of the surging undead power, let alone control it.
Now it’s time to change the model.
Turn "well" into "gap".
Kel'Thuzad adjusted his purple mage robe, began to swing the staff in his hand, and recited a spell.
Space magic!
Teleportation is the most typical space spell for mages, which can instantly travel from one place to another across thousands of mountains and rivers.
A formal mage can only teleport back and forth by himself, while an archmage can open a portal and let an army pass through.
In terms of space, Antonidas is the strongest in modern times. Not even the elves can compare with him. Kel'Thuzad, as Antonidas's direct disciple, naturally has extraordinary achievements.
So soon, the energy well was repaired and renovated, and a gap cracked, with gray and black threads leaking out.
It is also the power of the dead, but the scale is not the same.
It used to be filled with a swimming pool, but now it is just a faucet, and it is turned in a very small arc.
Kel'Thuzad breathed a sigh of relief, regained the archmage's calmness and confidence in his brows, and began to control the space, allowing the power of the dead to flow slowly.
Huang Shang also surged with arcane energy, constantly measuring the fluctuations, receiving the power of the dead, and wrapping it in holy light.
The two work together in a tacit understanding, one is responsible for controlling and the other is responsible for collecting.
Finally, a bowl full of "yellow spring water" appeared in front of the two of them.
With the holy light as the base and the arcane as the edge, the power of the dead was boiling in the bowl. The two of them carefully observed this power and made mistakes while looking at each other.
Wonderful indeed.
In World of Warcraft, ordinary people may only have access to the four basic elements of earth, water, wind, and fire. Only the strong can access the six ultimate energies that permeate the universe: holy light, arcane, evil, nature, and undead.
and void.
These six forces do not complement each other, but they definitely have a certain connection with each other.
Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade.
Studying the necromancy energy, Kel'Thuzad's arcane control increased, and Huang Shang gained a lot of understanding of the power of holy light, arcana and even evil energy.
The most important thing is that he sensed the power of authority in this undead power from the Shadow Realm.
The authority of reincarnation.
"Sure enough, it is closely related to the Shadow Realm. It is very likely that the fragments of authority originally fell in the Shadow Realm."
"Whether it has been taken away by Sargeras is still unknown, but it is a clue after all, and we can start from the Shadow Realm."
"Alsace made the right choice."
Huang Shang's goal is very clear. He is here to solve the problem of world integration and defeat the villain who is wreaking havoc on the two worlds, Sargeras, the King of Demons.
But if you want to defeat the enhanced version of Sargeras, you must take into account the power of reincarnation. Otherwise, relying solely on the cheats in the original plot may not be enough.
After all, the dominant authority is the biggest cheat in the world.
Reincarnation is related to life and death. As the Lich King, Arthas will have the opportunity to come into contact with him even if the future changes. Isn't there a clue now?
While he was thinking about the power of reincarnation, Kel'Thuzad was already busy here, taking out dozens of spellcasting materials and drawing a magic circle.
Huang Shang watched him pour the power of the undead into it, and the magic circle emitted a purple-red light. He frowned: "Is this magic circle the content of necromancy?"
"No, I found it from a volume of ancient books. The necromancy books in Dalaran only occupy one shelf, and the recorded content is too little."
Kel'Thuzad was engraved with a magic circle, his eyes became more and more intense, and he read out an extremely obscure and difficult-to-pronounce name: "The name of this magic circle is 'The Rite of Return to God'. I will use it to transform the power of the undead and strengthen it."
Mr. Bigworth’s soul, let it recombine with the body and truly be resurrected!”
Kel'Thuzad was not the later lich who would do anything to achieve immortality. The resurrection he wanted was to be truly resurrected as a living being with flesh and blood, memories and a soul, rather than a walking undead.
So he needs the transformation of this formation.
"It's a good idea, but it's a pity..."
"In the dire straits of Azeroth, you must not use formations indiscriminately!"
Huang Shang knew that something was going to happen next, but his eyes flickered and he did not stop it.
Not to mention that the arrow had to be fired when the arrow was on the string, Kel'Thuzad could not listen to different opinions now. He had an idea and thought that Thanos' clone was outside, looking for a way to enter but could not.
This may be an opportunity.
Soon, Kel'Thuzad placed Mr. Bigglesworth in the center of the magic circle and officially activated the magic circle.
Suddenly, a radiance more dazzling than the holy light rose from the beloved cat into the sky.
There was no prelude, but an extremely direct and terrifying force that directly tore open the darkness of the underground chamber and pulled Kel'Thuzad to the core of the magic circle.
A dignified archmage, one of the six most powerful people in Dalaran, was unable to resist and was pulled over like a puppet.
"What's going on?"
Kel'Thuzad took a few steps involuntarily, but woke up at the critical moment.
As a great mage, his spiritual power held him back from falling into the endless abyss.
Then fight back!
But sometimes, not knowing the truth makes you happier.
Because when Kel'Thuzad's mental power crashed through it like a glacier, he was shocked to find that what he crashed into was not a fragile ship, but another infinitely tall mountain that reached the sky.
It is indeed a mountain.
It's just that it's not a pure white iceberg, it's actually a giant swollen mountain of flesh and blood, leaping in front of you without any warning.
It has thousands of intertwined arms, each of which is covered with mouthparts covered with fangs. Hundreds of bloody mouths protruding from the mountain of meat are squirming and swaying, criss-crossing on its body that can barely be called upper limbs.
"Ahhhhh!"
Unruly corrosion flowed within it, and Kel'Thuzad screamed just after taking one look.
From this squirming giant mass, the essence of madness seeped out, corroding the sanity of all creatures who dared to look directly at it.
Under the power of such an ancient god, the Archmage was reduced to a common man, no different from an ordinary farmer.
His neck was raised high, the corners of his mouth were split open on both sides, and with a strange posture and a strange tone, he roared a terrible name: "Enzos!"
Immediately afterwards, Kel'Thuzad stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, danced like a god, and kept shouting: "Conqueror of terror! Creator of nightmares! Guardian of the abyss! Predator of death and souls!
The end of all things! The Ancient of Darkness! N'Zoth!!!"
The voice was very hot and the speech was very fast, just like announcing the name of a dish. In just three seconds, the series of titles were sprayed out like a machine gun.
"Old God!"
Huang Shang had a cooperating expression of horror on his face, and his heart was as calm as water.
This terrifying monster that resembles the old ruler of the Cthulhu mythology is the subordinate of the Lord of the Void and the embodiment of the power of the void.
Because the star soul bred in Azeroth is too powerful and has the ability to affect the balance of the battle, the Lord of the Void sent the ancient gods early to penetrate into the interior of Azeroth, carrying out crazy corrosion and occupation, and wanted to destroy the star.
The soul is nipped in the bud.
Later, the Titans came and defeated the ancient gods, but they could not completely eliminate them and could only seal them.
Now, these ancient gods have come out to make trouble again.
Seeing that Huang Shang was outside the magic circle, and the holy light and arcane magic turned into a solid wall to resist erosion, Mr. Bigworth's eyes suddenly opened, and a projection of a tentacle appeared inside, whipping it down at him.
Snap!
As the world was spinning, Huang Shang closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he found that he was back in the capital of Lordaeron, and his mind went blank.
But soon, countless memories rushed in again.
That was far beyond my current age, and I can still remember it vividly and cover it more than twenty years later.
"Something!"
Huang Shang crossed his arms, his god-demonic adversity-level spirit, watching the performance of the ancient god's power.
"Alsace! Alsace! Alsace!"
In N'Zoth's nightmare, he was an adult, wearing a cloak, walking on the main road of the kingdom. The civilians on both sides greeted their beloved prince with the warmest applause, thanking him for saving all people from the plague.
saved from disaster.
The name is called so correctly, doesn't it seem like a nightmare?
But it was indeed a nightmare, because his body had no warmth that a human should have, and was as cold as a dead corpse. The cheeks hidden under the cloak were deeply sunken, and his face became thin and ferocious.
In stark contrast, pink, snow-white, and bright red rose petals fell like rain. Wherever he went, there were thunderous cheers.
Ever since, Alsace under the cloak stretched out his hand to catch a red petal, gently rubbed it with his thumb, and had many thoughts for a while.
Are you feeling emotional about the grand wedding that should have come, where the gentle wife bathed in the rain of petals and raised her head to kiss him?
Or do you watch the petals fade in the palm of your hand, dry up and wither, and lose their vitality, proving that you are no longer the same?
Shaking his head, Alsace crushed the petals, threw them on the ground, and walked into the palace.
Draw your sword.
The outside was immersed in a sea of joy, but in the center of the sea, a deathly silence soon emerged.
Under the disbelieving gazes of the guards, the prince whom he admired the most in the past stepped on the King of Lordaeron, his father who had just been pierced by his sword.
One of the greatest monarchs in the history of Lordaeron, a father who loved his children, turned into a lifeless, worthless corpse.
The crown inlaid with gorgeous jewels, symbolizing the royal power of Lordaeron, slipped from his drooping head and rolled down the steps of the throne.
Arthas didn't even look at the crown, he just kicked away the body that still had body heat and pulled out the sword.
It was a rune sword, and the eerie cold air emanating from the sword seemed to absorb the soul of the sword owner.
It was a powerful and twisted undead artifact that completely transcended the boundaries of mortals.
Frostmourne!
After killing his father, he was crowned king!
"N'Zoth, are you and I going through the cutscenes here?"
Huang Shang watched this nightmare created by the ancient gods, which was Alsace's original destiny.
In order to save the people of Lordaeron who were infected by the plague, he pulled out Frostmourne, killed his father and destroyed the country, and became the leader of the Scourge, the nightmare of countless creatures, the Lich King.
Now in the dream built by Nzos, this route is being retraced, and it is extremely real. More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the arrangements have been clearly made.
The power of the ancient gods is incredible.
The most exaggerated thing is this forward-looking approach, which seems to even involve the bronze dragon's power of time.
It seems that after the guardian dragon was killed by the reincarnation, the dragon soul was sacrificed to the ancient gods.
Therefore, the resurrection of the Old God is faster than in the original plot, and Kel'Thuzad's summoning of the magic circle is not accidental.
There are many places throughout the continent that have been subtly affected by the ancient gods, but they are not as obvious as the outbreak here.
During this sensitive period, N'Zoth was unable to withstand the temptation of an archmage's full summons, stretched out its tentacles, and began to play with mortals.
But the Ancient God was originally sealed by the Titans. When N'Zoth resisted the seal and stretched out his tentacles, a blue square in the outside world immediately sensed the fluctuation.
"very good!"
Thanos, who was sitting on the throne, slowly opened his eyes, and the Cosmic Cube rotated, accurately grasping an undetectable gap in the defense cover of Azeroth.
This small gap still cannot pass through powerful creatures, especially beings like him who are at the level of universe overlords, but a force can be delivered.
Thanos' thick finger pointed, and the reality gem was accurately submerged in the ether particles, and a ray of red light flew down.
"Ahhhhhh!"
At this moment, Kel'Thuzad had tears streaming down his face. He dug his face into his hands, his nails scratching blood marks on his face, and then stabbed into his eye sockets, trying to pluck out the two eyeballs alive.
Huang Shang's side is where Alsace's patricide is played, and Kel'Thuzad's side is where the constant death replays of his beloved wife and cat are played.
This kind of torture is really cruel.
Fortunately, at this moment, the red radiance of the Reality Stone fell and hit the center of the magic circle.
In World of Warcraft, the Reality Stone cannot exert the ability to modify at will in the Marvel Universe. However, with the addition of Thanos' own cosmic energy and the Space Stone, it is still an artifact that can create miracles.
An artifact that can suppress even the ancient gods.
What's more, N'zoth has not broken the seal yet, only a trace of insignificant power has escaped.
Therefore, the magic circle was forced down, and the erosion of the two people in the battle was also forced to stop.
The ancient god became angry and began to read frantically: "N'Zoth! N'Zoth! N'Zoth!"
This demonic sound is extremely brainwashing, and in the cyclic reverberation, it is like countless stones rubbing against each other.
But when it called out again, its power was firmly suppressed.
In comparison, a big purple face in the void became clearer and clearer, and finally there was a snap and a snap of the fingers.
A flash of red light!
Modify reality!
"The tide of the void...will surely return!"
The ancient god's unwilling screams quickly became quieter, like a devil trying to get out of the cage and then being pulled back violently.
The power of the Infinity Stones remained and penetrated into Mr. Bigglesworth's body.
Boom!
The next moment, the whole chamber shook, and the magic circle exploded. Kel'Thuzad almost relied on his last instinct to teleport, sending two people and a cat into the mage tower, and then fainted.
…
Suck! Suck!
After an unknown amount of time, Kel'Thuzad felt a soft tongue licking his face.
The feeling was familiar. It was the same method Mr. Bigworth used to wake him up every morning.
"Okay, I'm awake!"
He opened his eyes and touched the cat's head out of habit. The cat narrowed its eyes and meowed out of habit.
But the next moment, Kel'Thuzad was stunned, rolled up to the ground, held his beloved cat in his arms, inspected it carefully, and cheered after a while: "By the Arcane, you are alive.
You’re alive! Haha! Hahahaha!”
The sound of laughter, which was worse than crying, naturally woke up Huang Shang, who was pretending to be dazed next to him. He stood up, and his eyes gradually regained focus: "I just seemed to have seen a heroic Titan god, saving us from the terrifying
Saved from the devil?"
Kel'Thuzad thought back to the tragic experience of being tortured by N'Zoth, and then realized what a miracle his survival was: "That was the ancient god who was sealed by the Titans in the ancient books. It's incredible that we survived!"
Everything is the effect of summoning the magic circle.
Success also summons a magic circle, failure also summons a magic circle.
But what did that magic circle summon?
He had some doubts about the identity of the savior: "The one who saved us is the Titan?"
Huang Shang showed his admiration: "It's a Titan, a Titan as majestic as a blue whale!"
Blue whales are also found in the oceans of Azeroth and are also the largest creatures.
This description is very apt.
"No, it's not a blue whale!"
However, Kel'Thuzad recalled it and had a different idea.
He used space magic to take a purple potato planted in the ground outside Dalaran City, peeled off the skin, and began to shape it.
There is no hair, the eyes, nose, and mouth are pinched, and a coconut shoe chin is created: "Is that so?"
Huang Shang: "..."
It’s so similar!
I saved you in vain!
Fortunately, Kel'Thuzad was repaying his kindness. He carefully recalled the fleeting confrontation and determined that the purple sweet potato man had prevented the ancient god from breaking the seal, and made a judgment on his position.
Regardless of whether the opponent is a Titan or not, he is the enemy of the ancient gods, and the miraculous power of the opponent is also injected into the body of the beloved cat.
"Double life-saving kindness!"
Kel'Thuzad remembered it firmly, picked up his beloved cat and touched it again and again, and then said with murderous intent: "Now let me see who hurt you!"
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(A happy chapter dedicated to Chinese Valentine's Day, Thanos? (′???`) Compare your heart, there will be more~)