Despite walking in the depths of the same dungeon, Dick knew nothing about the battle that took place at Eldraine Nirub. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He didn't come for the Crypt Lord, the three of Old Ferdin's men were enough to deal with Anubarak, and he had more important things to do, about another war.

Ankahet, another name for the "Ancient Kingdom" in the Spider Demon language, the Spider Demons have established a huge kingdom under the icy frozen soil of Northrend, and the deeper they go, the deeper the traces of this kingdom are immersed in time, compared to the tragedy of Eldraine Nirub's stronger rule of the Spider Demon civilization and the eventual defeat, the remains of this well-preserved ancient kingdom are a little brighter.

According to Lotharma, after the demise of Eldraine Nirub, the remaining spider demons are still hiding in the deeper city, stubbornly resisting the dark will of Arthas-Lich King, and it is difficult to say whether there is any misery in this.

At least Dick didn't believe that only the remnants of the spider demons could be defeated to block the dark army that crisscrossed Northrend, and the combined strength of the entire civilized world could withstand the silent surprise attack of the group of undead, and these remnants of the spider demons would definitely not be stronger than the entire civilized world, so if the Anubarak, who was supervising the war here, released the water, or the spider demons received support from other forces...

Dick thinks it's the latter, because he knows that deep in the ruins of this ancient kingdom, there is indeed a third power.

That's why he's here.

Present in the distorted state of light in the shadow of the leaves, the paladin walked quickly through this ancient ruin, all the way to the depths, surrounded by various forms of spider demons, there were spider magicians with human bodies, spider bodies, and spider warriors who were completely gray spiders, as well as those cobwebs that covered the ground and walls, those blood-red spiders the size of fists.

Everything shows the danger here, and the most surprising thing is that order still exists!

Least superficially present.

Under the ancient walls engraved with the symbols of Nirub's civilization, the living spider demon soldiers are still doing their duty to stop every intruder, but after entering here, the aura deeper than the darkness reminds everyone who enters here that this ancient city hides more dangerous things than spiders and undead.

"Stupid, the aura of chaos here is so strong!"

The deeper he went, the more difficult it became for Dick to hide his form, and he had to devote some of his energy to suppressing the forces of order that were about to move, Anvina, who was sitting on his shoulder, sniffed, and whispered,

"I smell something like the temple of Angela in Cthun!"

"Well, that's what I'm here for!"

Dick's left hand hidden in his sleeve moved, the silver-white halo was getting brighter and brighter, and Resch, who was sitting on his left shoulder, also learned from Anvina, sniffled, and said in a milky voice,

"Are you going to wash this place? Dick, there's an underground river around here. ”

The paladin reached out and flicked little Resch's head, "No... At least not now. ”

"Little guys, do it steadily, we're going to speed up!"

Dick looked left and right, and simply stopped hiding his body, and a golden flash of lightning flashed through the collapsed walls of Ankahet, and flashed into a well-hidden cavern at the base of the wall, which was the passage to the real depths of Ankahet, and even in the game, this passage was extremely hidden.

Over the course of thousands of years, the Spider Demon has dug countless secret passages underneath, and this is just one of the secrets that Ankakht has hidden.

Walking through the long, cold, dark tunnels, the rows of tents greeted the eyes, and judging from the scattered but regular distribution, it was clear that this place was not left by the predecessors, but was inhabited here, and this scene made Anvina let out an exclamation, and Dick's face under the hood, there was a smile of understanding.

"They're here!

"Who are they? stupid. ”

"Oh, who else could it be? Twilight cultists! a bunch of idiots who worship Yogsaron. ”

"That's... Are you going to drown them? Dick, it's closer to the underground river!"

"No... Marton's Demon Battlefield is where they should go. ”

The Twilight cultists hidden in the dungeons of Ankahet, unaware that a sinister star was about to come to their door, were gathering in the plaza left behind by the ancient kingdom of the Spider Demons, as usual, to perform their daily prayers under the auspices of the Twilight Bishop Jegoda Shadowseeker.

The Shadow Seeker herself is a female orc, judging from her age, she is no longer young, but the "gift" from the ancient gods, but she continues to move at an age when she should have died a long time ago, and it is estimated that she can live for a long time, at this time, in the face of nearly a thousand ancient god servants sincerely bowing down, her face is full of satisfied expressions, in the waving of the ice blue worm limb staff in her hand, the voice of the believers praying, also became louder and louder, and finally vibrated back and forth throughout the square.

The crazy words of worshipping the ancient gods even formed small waves in this square, which seemed more and more distorted and paranoid.

These fanatics were dressed in blue and purple robes, they were all users of magic, and frankly, if it weren't for their insane beliefs that everyone rejected, the large group of mages gathered here would be considered a formidable force.

In fact, these fanatics have only recently migrated here, and they are all scattered all over the world, from the desolate and desolate places to the desert of Silisus, from the ghost land of Quel'Salas to the hot and humid valley of thorns, and everywhere they are tirelessly "overthrowing the world order".

And a small number of these people are newcomers who have recently "joined", after the "assassination" of Benedictas in Stormwind City, many cultists belonging to the clan of Enzos, the demon of a thousand beards, were brutally suppressed by the Stormwind Kingdom, mixed with the people who migrated, and came to Northrend, rejoining the more powerful Yugsaron command.

This rewarded the Shadowseeker, and Yogsaron sent a herald, and soon the Shadowseeker would follow him to the Sanctuary of the Old Gods to receive a grant of higher powers.

Everything was fantastic!

Except for the damned Nirub Bugmen, some of whom refused to accept the Great Master's gifts and even attacked his minions, the Shadow Seeker looked at the nearly 1,000 believers in front of her, and she wondered if she should start a "faith war" in the near future to completely defeat the Nirub Bugs who were still resisting.

The Shadowseeker pondered these things, and she gently raised her arms, the power of Yugsaron in her body swayed, propelling her body to the top of the half-destroyed spider god statue, and then in a low voice, she said loudly,

"The power of the elements will rise and take back this world tainted by civilization! Only the most devout believers will survive!"

As her fanatical voice rang out, the believers who knelt on the ground responded hoarsely,

"We serve Him faithfully!"

The Shadowseeker lowered his voice and whispered,

"As long as you dedicate all your body and mind to the great Yog Saron, even you can gain immortal life!"

Again, the congregants responded,

"We adore him respectfully!"

The Shadow Seeker was satisfied, and she opened her left hand as if holding an invisible, heavy object,

"Here, in the place closest to his territory! you can feel this powerful, incomparably powerful power!"

"You have traveled long distances and perilous perils to come here, and your piety will be rewarded!"

The cultists stood up silently, raised their hands, as if in silent cheering, and by this point, the prayer had come to an end, and the voice of the Shadow Seeker was still suspended in the air, and her voice became louder and louder like the last cheer,

"Believers, you have reason to rejoice and cheer! But we still have a lot of unfinished business!

She stretched out a finger, as if she had received some kind of will guidance from the void, and in the expectant gaze of countless cultists, her finger pointed at a black iron dwarven cultist with excitement, and she whispered,

"Come, Christian, Yog Saron has chosen you, and he will bestow infinite power!"

So in the eyes of the other cultists, who were envious, jealous and hateful, the black iron dwarf stepped forward excitedly, his feelings burst out beyond measure, and he knelt directly on the ground, choking and shouting,

"I am willing to give everything I have for the great cause of Yugsaron!

"Very well, the great Old God has seen your loyalty, come on, accept the power of this incomparable Old God!"

The staffs of the Yegoda Shadow Seeker were raised, the tip of her staff glowing with chaotic purple energy, as if it was a true gift, and it was about to fall on the body of the fanatical black iron dwarf, but the next moment, a brighter, more scorching flame, like a golden pillar of fire, smashed down from the dark dome of Ankahet, enveloping the Black Iron Dwarven cultist who was waiting for the gift and the Yegoda Shadow Seeker who was completely unable to dodge.

The Black Iron Dwarf was melted in an instant, and the more powerful Shadow Seeker, the shadows and chaos energy of her whole body supported her to escape, but she only had time to let out a short wail, and then in the gaze of everyone, her flesh wrapped in strong chaos power was ignited, and in the endless burst of holy flames, her slightly hunched bones appeared, and finally, even the burning bones turned into a cloud of dust.

Two people, two living beings, were erased from this world in the most cruel way, and even the soul could not escape.

"Knort"

The Wind Chasing Sword wrapped in golden lightning and the edge of the holy light pierced under the stone slab of the square, and a tall figure walked out of the golden holy flame, with his footsteps, the holy flame completely retracted at this moment, like a tame servant, and from beginning to end, his eyes did not fall on these stunned cultists, but kept looking at the spider silk avenue that spread upwards not far from the spider demon god statue.

There's a deeper, bigger chaos entrenched there.

"Ahem... Sorry I interrupted your lively party... But what I want to say is that you will be sentenced to exile, and the place of exile is another world, do you have a problem with that?"