Rise of the blood elves

604【Xal'atath's "Visit"】

The Storm Peaks, Ulduar, Yogg-Saron's Prison...

Under the guidance of the Titans of the Pantheon, the Guardians built this prison, which was originally used to imprison the ancient god Yogg-Saron.As for why the Titan could kill the ancient god like a bug but did not do so, but instead imprisoned him...

This is also something that can't be helped.The four ancient gods have taken root too deeply and have long been inseparable from Azeroth, the body of the Titan's star soul. If they are eliminated rashly, the same thing as when the Titan first came to this planet will happen.

Aman'Thul tore Y'Shaarj out of the ground with his own hands, only to inflict a wound on Azeroth's surface that spewed out massive amounts of star soul essence.Later, this wound was transformed into the Well of Eternity, and the star soul essence spewed out became the arcane energy that fed Azeroth itself. It was always a blessing in misfortune.

However, if there are a few more wounds like this, or if they appear in other ways, the beautiful star soul sleeping in the core of this planet will not be able to bear it anymore and will inevitably die.so……

Even with the wisdom of the Pantheon Titans who had transformed hundreds of millions of planets, they could not find a better way and could only choose to imprison the remaining three ancient gods.

It has to be said that the effects of imprisonment are obvious to all.For countless thousands of years, the incarceration process has been working well, and the shadow corruption on the surface of Azeroth has almost disappeared. Under the transformation of Titan's creation, it has become orderly, beautiful and vivid day after day.

Unfortunately, no one expected that with the destruction of the Pantheon at the hands of the fallen titan Sargeras, the guardians who received the memory fragments of their respective creators fell into self-doubt, allowing the ancient gods in the cage to peek Got a chance to escape.

Through a series of conspiracies, Yogg-Saron used Loken's hand to eliminate and corrupt all the guardians, and also designed to trap Odin.Except for not daring to attack the Forge of Will, which has the ability to restart the cycle of life in Azeroth, Ulduar, the former titan fortress, has been completely controlled by this ancient god...

Today, the once-fortified prison has long since fallen into disrepair.

Whenever a lamp on the verge of being scrapped accidentally lights up, it will illuminate this once impenetrable prison for an instant.The broken walls were covered with tentacles condensed from shadows. From the high dome to the broken floor, they were densely packed and shocking.Occasionally, ugly shadow creatures drag their bodies and walk aimlessly, leaving a long trail of pus in their wake.

The melted snow water followed the cracks and fell drop by drop into the huge cage. The sound of water droplets was the only sound in this dead space, but it added an extra level of terror to the dead silence.

In the center of the prison, deep in the dense shadow atmosphere, there seems to be a huge thing hidden, which cannot be seen clearly. There are dense white objects on its body that reflect the light of the lamp.Only after looking at it for a long time will you realize that it is not a reflective object, but an extremely dense collection of fangs and sharp teeth in countless bloody mouths that are enough to swallow a mammoth in one bite...

This is the prisoner of the Guardians, sealed underground in Ulduar, but now he has become its master, the Thousand-Mawed Demon, Yogg-Saron.

wow...

Suddenly, Yogg-Saron twisted his body and looked at a corner of the prison.The cold water that flooded the dilapidated prison suddenly surged up with huge waves, slapping on the dilapidated walls that were once covered with Titan runes, washing away tons of debris. Entering the water caused another surge.

"Why...are you surprised to see me?" In the darkness, a playful female voice sounded from the direction Yogg-Saron was facing.In the faint light, as the speaker moved forward slowly, a woman with a soft figure gradually emerged.

"I'm not surprised at all. How can I miss you who is unwilling to do nothing at this time? Long time no see, Xal'atath, my 'sister'." Yogg-Saron's voice sounded, as if it was made by Cheng. It is composed of thousands of vocal organs, layered on top of each other, hollow and low, echoing in the empty space for a long time.

Xal'atath chuckled twice, sat down on a raised rock, crossed his legs and looked at the huge thing in front of him, "You are recovering well, at least you are much better than when you were just a prisoner. "

Yogg-Saron moved again and pointed all his huge mouths at the uninvited guest, as if those mouths were sensory organs that could be identified like the naked eye, "But you are getting weaker and weaker, and all your essence has been lost." Are you there? Let me guess...the dagger you formed with your own claws cannot carry all your essence, right?"

Xalatas was not angry when he heard this obviously sarcastic remark. He seemed to suddenly be interested in his nails. Like a frivolous mortal woman, he looked at his fingers and said casually, "You know, My essence exists in this world in another way...in your bodies. It's just a pity that the idiot Y'Shaarj was crushed to death by the Titans like a bug, and my essence was wasted."

This legendary fifth ancient god is talking about a very long time ago.At that time, the Lord of the Void sent five servants to patrol the Infinite End, and found Azeroth, which was pregnant with the Titan Soul, a perfect and undefended parasitic target.

They rushed to land on this beautiful planet. In the initial battle, in order to strengthen themselves, the weakest Xal'atath was divided and devoured by the other four ancient gods, that is, the light and dark sensitive parasitic community... …

But if Angmar far away in Tirisfal Glades knew that the reason why Y'shaarj is the most powerful among the remaining four ancient gods is because he had the upper hand in the fight and swallowed the remains of Xal'atath. For the most part, he would probably be shocked.

Yogg-Saron let out a gloomy laugh, causing the shadow creatures around him to flee. After a long time, he said, "I know you went to N'Zoth. What do you want from me this time?"

"As you said, I really don't want to see any of you dominate the family. 6000 years ago, I used trolls to cut off your minions. Maybe this time, I can hurt your bones. "Yeah." Xal'atath shrugged.

Of the five ancient gods, only one could eventually merge with the Titan star soul of Azeroth and become the ultimate weapon for the Void forces to spread corruption and sweep across the boundless realm, the Dark Titan.They are close comrades who work together to fight against the Pantheon who seeks to purify themselves.But when the Pantheon could no longer touch Azeroth, they turned into a competitive relationship again, just like before, attacking each other and devouring each other in order to achieve the final victory.

"Do you think I care about your machinations, Xal'atath? I have an army of millions of creatures at my command, and five corrupted guardians serving me. In front of me, C'Thun It’s not worth mentioning, let alone N’Zoth who was the first to escape from his prison, but has been hiding under the deep sea and only engages in petty schemes... Compared to them, what do you have?”

Xal'atas chuckled upon hearing this, put down his slender legs, and asked, "In the short term, you are the most advantageous among us, but do you really think that the other two are so unbearable?" "

Yogg-Saron leaned down and looked at the other person closely, "Then let me listen to your sweet words."

"N'Zoth, who you say has done nothing, has successfully corrupted an Aspect Dragon. I think that a race hiding among the most powerful and capable of thwarting our attempts in Azeroth still has a great say. I'm afraid my servants are far more useful than you, the guardians who have lost their minds, right?..."

Xal'atath's tone remained understated.

"...Furthermore, even though C'Thun is standing still, in fact, he has been quietly transforming the Aqirs who escaped into the Ahn'Qiraj Fortress. Perhaps we should put it another way, those mortals call them 'Qiraji' . Nowadays, they are no longer what they used to be. They have produced many powerful individuals that are no less powerful than the Krasis Faceless Men, such as the pair of insect leaders known as the 'Twin Emperors'. As long as you have seen them, you will find that , any one of them has the power to face Krasis and be slightly better... Not to mention, after so many years of reproduction, the number of Qiraji has already been countless, and there will be no chance of overwhelming your army of creations. Question. If those mortals and the invaders really lose both sides, as long as the Qiraji come out in full force, maybe half the planet can be occupied in a few months."

After listening to Xal'atath's story, Yogg-Saron seemed to be lost in thought. After a long time, he turned around and returned to the center of the "pool". "Well...it seems that I have to thank you for bringing me such valuable information." ? I’m curious, how did you exaggerate the threat from me to C’Thun and Yogg-Saron?”

Xal'atath laughed and photographed a shadow creature the size of a puppy from a distance. Regardless of its struggle, he gently moved his fingers to restore it to pure shadow energy and inhaled it into his nose. .Her whole body was immediately immersed in the ultimate pleasure, and after a long time she said as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"You are not so stupid that you can't even tell my lies. This is not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy, an honest conspiracy. My intention is so obvious. I really want to see you kill each other so that you can just sit back and let it go. It's profitable, but I don't want to... You were so arrogant and stupid that you ignored the threats from C'Thun and N'Zoth, which ultimately led to your own elimination, leaving one less person in the competition between the four of us - in mortal terms Said - heavyweight contestants... To be honest, when the war on the mortal side ends and the whole world is devastated, if only C'Thun and N'zoth are left, it will not be so easy for me to do things."

"So...I became the weaker party?" Yogg-Saron said, "I have to remind you that there are only three parties involved in this competition, me, C'Thun and N'Zoth. Not including you. Do you think , can you seek benefits between us just by looking like you are living on your last breath?"

"Okay, okay," Xal'atath glanced at the Thousand-Maw Beast, "I don't seem to be qualified to 'participate,' but maybe I can find some helper. Who knows, the final Who is the winner? Maybe it’s not the Thousand-Mawed Demon Yogg-Saron, nor the Thousand-Eyed Demon C’Thun, nor the Thousand-Bearded Demon N’zoth, but a poor guy like me who has been struggling to survive until now. .”

Yogg-Saron laughed sinisterly, "You know, when I was eating you, I always regretted that I was not able to swallow the last of your essence, but instead let you cut off your tail and escape. I will find you, Sarata Si, no matter where you are."

"The way you talk big words is so cute." You have been looking for me for billions of years. After you escaped from prison, you have been looking for me for more than 1 years... Have you found me? No. It seems that the arrogant Thousand-Throated Demon is not as omnipotent as he said. ."

After saying that, she escaped into the shadows again, but when she was about to disappear, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "My lovely 'brother', I advise you, it is best to send out all the remaining guardians. The one who claims to be Mortals who are prophets are not as simple as you think. If that idiot Loken attacks the Tomb of Tyr like this, I guarantee that he will suffer a big loss. If the 'reinforcements' arrive too late, you may not even be able to defeat your corrupted army. They will all suffer heavy casualties.”

Xal'atath completely turned into a black mist and disappeared. After she left, the dilapidated prison returned to peace.

Yogg-Saron, who occupied most of the space, stayed motionless in the water, falling into deep contemplation.

If the forces that prevent the Old Gods from invading Azeroth are too powerful, then they, the Old Gods, will naturally join forces to attack the outside world.But when Azeroth's resistance is too weak to prevent the return of the Old Gods, what the weakest Xalatath wants is nothing more than to find ways to weaken the strong among them in order to achieve balance. It is no different from the demands of other ancient gods.

Just like countless years ago, when the Old Gods completely invaded Azeroth and enslaved the four elements, C'Thun, N'Zoth and Yogg-Saron joined forces to curb the rise and expansion of Y'Shaarj.This is the rule of the void, survival of the fittest. Only the one who survives the endless conspiracy and fighting is worthy of the sublimation of the body, and is worthy of enjoying the final fruits of victory.

Counting Xal'atath, who is still alive, and Y'Shaarj, who has long been killed, these five parasitic ancient gods in Azeroth know each other very well.They are the most insidious, cunning, conspiratorial, deceptive, and intelligent creatures on the planet.

Yogg-Saron knew that Xal'atath's information should not be false at all.This is indeed a conspiracy, a conspiracy to balance the three existing forces.But no matter what, she is destined not to have a place in this competition.

However, he would not be so stupid as to believe the other party's words.

"Hodir, Freya, Mimiron..." Yogg-Saron let go of his majestic spirit and began to call his servants who had long been corrupted by him, and gave them the task of verifying the intelligence of Xal'atath.

Ahn'Qiraj Fortress is far away in the southwestern corner of the world, but Yogg-Saron's servants can reach there in an instant.By then, no matter how many individuals powerful enough to rival the Faceless Men of Kraxis emerged among the Qiraji, he would be able to see them all.

As for the corrupted Aspect Dragon...

Yogg-Saron didn't even have to think about it. If there was really an Aspect Dragon corrupted by N'Zoth, it would only be the one that was closely connected to the earth. It seemed to be the strongest, but it was completely unable to withstand the dark influence from deep underground. The black dragon.It just takes a little effort to verify this matter.

Yogg-Saron, the mortal whom Xalatath spoke of, was doubtful.He already underestimated that mortal man. Although this guy who came from nowhere controlled an artifact made from the power of order and the void origin of the Heart of Y'Shaarj, he should never be that powerful.

but……

Loken has arrived at the Tomb of Tyr, and all about that mortal will soon come to light.

But just in case, Yogg-Saron still issued an order to his minions.

At the same time, the magnificent Ulduar complex on the surface came to life in an instant. Countless faceless men emerged from the diffuse shadow mist, and the corrupted Titan creations also gathered one after another.Once that mortal is really as important as Xal'atath said, Yogg-Saron's army will be able to support Loken in the south as soon as possible.

After arranging all the actions, Yogg-Saron sank into the water again and muttered to himself, "The twin emperors, the corrupted dragon guardians, and that mortal... interesting..."