Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1717 85. You Know, Madmen Are Immune to Most Psychic Magic, Right?

The Ash Warriors who crossed the demonic blockade quickly moved through the huge palace of the Throne of Antorus according to the map given by Kargath Bladefist. They constantly divided their forces to block the demonic elites rushing out of the portals on each floor. .

This seems like a stupid idea.

But considering Kargath's warning and the threat of Aggramar who may come back at any time, the only way to break through the demons' cage and save the Titan Soul in the shortest possible time is to sacrifice for time.

It was cruel, but neither the commanders who gave the order nor the warriors who carried out the final assault had any complaints.

They are already here.

It is unnecessary stupidity to waste the dedication of countless people because of undue mercy at the last moment, and there are life titans outside to strengthen the life breath of the warriors, allowing these Ash Warriors to fight longer. long.

As long as they can bring the Titan Soul back before the Fallen Titan ends everything, these warriors still have a chance to return home.

time!

This indifferent thing that doesn't stop for anyone has become the final bargaining chip that decides everything.

"You should be more careful!"

On the last forked road leading to the Soul Prison, Muradin, carrying the ruler's warhammer, drank the last strong drink. He had already heard the roars of the demons and the abyss lords trampling the ground on the forked road behind him. of vibration.

That was the opponent he and his dwarf warriors had to delay dealing with,

The dwarf warrior was as fearless as ever, but before leaving, he shouted loudly to the commanders and warriors in front of him who were about to move on:

"I don't know if it was an illusion, but I really heard the screams and pain, ah, I couldn't block them with my will, those emotions were tumbling in my heart.

Enough of this evil trick!

If those Titan Souls cannot resist the erosion and oppression of demons, then you should also be careful. "

"Take care of yourself, my dear Muradin."

Black will now mobilize the power of the void to "smear" the "poison" of truth thoughts on his sharp blade, while saying to Muradin:

"If you can't hold back the oncoming demon, don't hold it back. I've made it clear to the commanders who have divided their forces. I've told everyone to retreat when the situation becomes unavoidable!

Do you understand?

Retreat in the direction we came from, gather together and wait for the evil voice of this world to take you away. I know that for soldiers, pursuing death in a hearty battle is the last dream of your career planning.

But you can't all die here.

There is still a final battle in Azeroth. If you are all dead, who will shed your blood for that world? This is not the end of your life.

I mean, if you really want to die, you might as well die somewhere closer to your hometown and be buried easily, right? "

"Bah! You pirate don't have anything nice to say!"

The dwarf scolded, and then glanced at Dai Lin, who was checking the weapons next to him, and said angrily:

"You just don't care about your son?"

"I can't control it."

Dai Lin replied expressionlessly:

"Let his wife take care of it."

"Uh, then Madam Warden, you"

Muradin laughed and looked at Maiev, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Maiev lifting the wheel.

The dwarf immediately shrank his neck and glared at Black again. He carried the mountain king's war hammer and turned around with a shout to let the warriors of the three dwarf tribes set up their battle lines, preparing to face the impact of the demons rushing from behind.

"Actually, you can continue wasting your time."

Illidan on the side said quietly:

"I quite like listening to these boring gossips. To be honest, it's just that Aggramar is about to return. It's not a big deal. It won't be too late for us to leave after you finish talking."

"What are you so weird about? You blind man with a warm heart, do you think I'm lonely because I haven't chatted with you? Isn't your sister-in-law over there?

What are you looking for? "

Blake glared.

He grabbed the scepter of Sargeras and pushed it hard towards the ground. In the shining light that tore apart the space, the last selected group of attackers were teleported directly across the complex gap of the throne to the front of the soul prison.

The troops were divided until the last remaining attackers were the strongest.

In addition to a few Titan Guardians, the only remaining elves who followed Black into the final battlefield were the Stormrage Brothers, Tyrande, and Maiev.

Top warriors like Lao Niu, Saurfang and Fool Fenner, top hunters like Rexxar and Windrunner's mother, and top mages like Dean Blue Moon, Old Merry and Kael'thas.

Of course, paladins like Maraad and Mograine are indispensable to help out. Before setting off, Uther lent Maraad all the Silver Hand artifacts in the hands of the Holy Light Church to strengthen his combat power.

There aren't many people here.

But they are a small group of the most elite forces in Azeroth. Other commanders and warriors have begun fighting fiercely on all levels behind them to gain precious uninterrupted fighting time for these pioneer warriors.

The main reason is that in the current battle to destroy the Witches' Elder Council, there is no advantage at all if there are more people. Facing a group of demons that can corrupt the Titan Soul, more people means that they have more "threads" that can be manipulated. puppet".

And the moment these people appeared in the soul cage, in the huge temple in front, full of Titan style but now extremely dark, there were strange sounds amidst the painful screams of the Titan Souls. .

"Sisters, continue your work, the corrosion of the Titan Soul is almost complete, and Lord Sargeras's Dark Pantheon will be forged today.

Ignore those intruders, they cannot enter this corrupted place! "

To be honest, the sound is actually quite nice.

As long as the disgusting and chilling viciousness and madness in the voice are eliminated, there is also the cold malice that seems to reverberate directly in the soul.

The moment everyone set foot here, the voice invaded their minds. The two most determined lichs under the protection of the death force were pulled into a bad situation full of illusions.

The voice from the elders of the Destruction Witches was like a key, easily opening up the most unforgettable dark past in everyone's hearts, and implanting the illusion of doomsday into their spirits instead of the flow of thinking, weaving it in an instant A sense of the future that makes people despair.

They will die here!

Their efforts will accomplish nothing.

Everything they hold on to and defend will be shattered in despair.

The two paladins immediately activated the concentration halo that protected their thoughts, but even so, those voices could not be blocked by the holy power of the holy light.

"Be determined!"

Leiden scolded in a deep voice, activating the divine lightning from his fingers and covering the bodies of each of his companions, helping them dispel the invasion of the doomsday illusion.

The Virgin Mary beside him quickly grabbed the large syringe for mortals and quickly gave everyone present an injection.

Everyone who can get here has been engraved with a sin monument. Although they do not carry it with them, the sin monument is still effective in helping them fight against the infection and threats of the doomsday.

With such multiple blessings, everyone can get rid of the influence of the doomsday illusion.

"No, I don't need this, thanks for the kindness, but I'm afraid of injections."

When the Virgin Mary tried to give Black, who was holding a pipe, a "purification" injection, the pirate reached out and declined.

It's not that I don't believe in the Virgin Mary's injection skills, it's mainly that the result of a Void creature giving the Titan Guardian an injection is really unpredictable.

What's more, Blake was almost the only one among everyone present who was not affected by the doomsday vision prepared by the elders of the Destruction Witch.

He stared at the Titan Walk leading to the soul cage in front of him, and in his purple eyes he saw the invisible entanglement of filth.

Shadow, flame, evil energy, and the most corrosive void, these four forces are mixed together like the best master tailor, weaving a perfect corrosive aura on the ground and in the air.

This unique superposition of skills and power undoubtedly surpasses the corrosion of a single force. It obviously took the demons a long time to create such a perfect corrosive holy land.

Even this technique of corrupting the soul of the universe was most likely taught by the Dark Titan himself.

The pirates don't quite believe that the talents of these demigods and demons alone can create such a big scene, even if the witches of destruction are already responsible for corrosion and infection in the sequence of the Burning Legion.

"We must strengthen our will!"

Since Maraad put on the Ring of Immovable Seal, he has hardly experienced the pain of being invaded by evil thoughts. But just now, under the protection of the world's artifact, he was still almost mentally destroyed by the doomsday illusion.

This filled the eyes of the garrison commander with anger and vigilance. He grabbed the gleaming Silver Hand warhammer and said to the others:

"You follow me, I will protect you with the Immovable Seal, we must"

"it's useless!"

Before Maraad could finish his words, he was coldly interrupted by Black.

The pirate pointed at his feet and then into the distance. The cold air echoed with the wanton laughter of four coquettish and damned destroyer witch elders.

They were taunting these warriors, or maybe they were provoking.

They have great confidence in their own abilities.

Even cosmic spirits like the Titan Soul are about to fall under their corruption. Do you believe that mere mortals who dare to come here will instantly turn you into little male dogs that can only wag their tails and beg for mercy?

"it's useless."

The pirate repeated his judgment once. He stretched out his hand and touched the intertwined aura of depravity that only he could see in front of him. He said:

"I admit that a strong will can help you accomplish great things in many cases, but as a mortal, the will is not infinite, and no matter how firm the will is, it cannot withstand the erosion of the Force.

You cannot fight the source of your power.

Well, to deal with this new scenario, we can only develop new playing methods. Fortunately, an excellent commander like me is prepared for any situation. "

"What are you going to do?"

Dean Lanyue felt that the emotions he had lost seemed to have returned in the corrosive infection in front of him. The vivid emotions made Ms. Lich, who was used to being calm, feel very annoyed.

She suppressed her boiling anger and said to her disciple:

"If you can find a way, bring it out, don't hide it."

"Okay, let me tell you straight. You have to listen carefully. The next plan is a bit crazy. Those who can't stand it can leave. No one will force you."

Blake looked at everyone around him with strange eyes. He held his pipe in his mouth, squinted his eyes and said:

"I want you to enter a temporary state of madness. Don't show such stupid expressions. Bankers, you are already here. You don't think I will play any little tricks, do you?

I really do it for your own good.

Facing the corrupted force field that can corrode and infect the soul of the universe, no matter how firm your will is, it is as fragile as paper. The more you resist, the easier it is to expose the flaws of your soul.

The Titan Guardians can rely on their thinking cores to forcibly cut off their mood swings and turn themselves back into mindless robots, but you can't.

But since you can't fight, then just join.

No matter how powerful the corrosion is, it cannot infect a group of guys who have fallen into madness. The reason is very simple, just like madmen are always immune to most spiritual magic.

As long as you are crazy enough, as long as you are a group of violent beasts who just want to tear apart your opponents, the erosion of the witches and demons will not affect you, and you can be blessed by the bestial power of me, the beast king, to become the craziest wolf pack.

What I mean is that until the sin monument on your body used to protect your will is destroyed, the crazy you will no longer be affected.

The rest is very simple, kill them before you go completely crazy! Then I will save you from madness. This job is not difficult for me.

Are you ready to give up on your sanity?

Everyone, I can add a few more Enrage and Valor statuses to you. "

The pirate flexed his fingers and made a gesture like "Dr. Black is ready to treat illnesses and save people." He looked at everyone in front of him with bright eyes. He also pretended to take out a pocket watch, shook it in his hand, and said:

"Tick tock, tick tock, time is passing. There is not much time left for you to hesitate."

"Come!"

At the critical moment, the soldiers were crazy enough, especially Fenna, who trusted her brother very much. The stupid soldier was the first to stand up, pointing to his head and saying:

"Brother, come on, I want to rescue the Titans and do great things, I'm not afraid!"

"good."

The pirate nodded with satisfaction and gently tapped Fenner's forehead under the gaze of everyone.

Thoughts of truth belonging to the ancient gods surged out and entangled Fenna's mind, which had lowered its defenses, and easily turned off the switch called "reason".

All corrosive magic, including void power, infects the soul by eating away at reason. Just like the San value, this thing will always be harmed when facing dangerous things.

No matter how determined you are, you cannot always roll the dice with great success.

but if.

What if a guy has no such thing as San value?

"This is called solving the problem from the source!"

The pirate retracted his finger proudly and said to the others:

"If you don't have something, you don't have to worry about it being taken away by others! What are you doing?"

Before Blake's triumph was over, he was thrown to the ground by Finna, whose eyes were red. This fool lost all restraints of reason and released the original desire in his heart.

The pirate felt bad.

But the strength of the demigod warrior was so great that he pressed him against the wall and then gnawed at him.

"Snapped"

Maiev reached out her hand in despair and covered the eyes of the war helmet.

She couldn't bear to watch what would happen next.

When they saw Fenna losing control and almost killing the pirates on the spot, Dean Lanyue and Windrunner's mother, who originally planned to see the effect, immediately took a step back under the strange gaze of the old lich.

This damn spell may indeed give them the power to fight against the doomsday illusion, but it will come at the cost of exposing their innermost desires and "social death."

This feels like killing a thousand enemies and losing 180,000 to oneself.

They hesitated to quit here and go back to the rear to help the warriors fight against the demons to buy time. But in the next moment, Blake was completely suppressed by Fenna, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, echoing in the void filled with purple light. Snapped his fingers.

The power of the ancient god exploded at this moment, and everyone on the scene except the Titan Guardians was stripped of their senses.

Good guys, you don’t really think that Blake would discuss this with you in advance, do you?

Saurfang and Lao Niu roared with red eyes, raised their weapons and rushed into the cold fallen land in front of them, while the paladins tried their best to burst out the holy light, following closely like beasts made of light.

The old lich Merry flashed into the sky in an instant, cheering crazily for the arrival of death, and threw an oversized death wither mixed with ice meteor magic at the feet of the elders of the destruction witches who were caught off guard.

The corrosion of the Titan Soul was interrupted instantly. Seeing the mortal warriors launching an attack, Raiden didn't care about anything else. He roared and brought the guardians to join the battle.

The Stormrage brothers, like demons and giant bears, joined forces to smash into the four panicked witch elders. Tyrande and Maiev, with their eyes in confusion, joined hands to guide the ultimate move of falling stars.

In the corner of the battlefield, Blake tried his best to help, but he was suppressed by the three ladies and couldn't help at all.

"That's enough! Go to war, you idiot!"

The Pirate Pirate waved the scepter of Sargeras and sent Finna, who was entangled with him, into the battlefield.

But then the staff in his hand was snatched away by Dean Lan Yue, and Windrunner's mother reached out and threw out the water chain of the underworld to wrap the pirate's hands.

As Blake watched in astonishment, Dean Lanyue nibbled on his cheek.

"gnawing" in the true sense will make you drip with blood in an instant

"Hey, hey, it hurts so much. You two have gone too far!"

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