"Do you feel it? your new body!" Zhang Cheng asked with a smile on his lips.

As an outsider with an intimate knowledge of Azeroth's history, he is undoubtedly well aware that the so-called humans, dwarves, elves, trolls, and other human creatures in this world are actually derived from a powerful supernatural force called the Flesh Curse.

Originally, the Titans transformed the planet not to protect the life on the planet, but to protect the star souls of their own kind from being corrupted by the ancient gods.

What they want is not a group of living beings with their own thoughts and desires, but a group of slaves who can strictly follow the rules.

Therefore, whether it is the earth spirits, the Vekus, or the mechanical gnomes, when they are first created, they are all inorganic life forms, such as rocks, metals, and so on.

But with the Flesh Curse, the Earth Spirits became cavemen and dwarves, the Veku became humans, and the mechanical gnomes became ordinary gnomes.

It can be said that without the help of the Elder Gods, I am afraid that the whole of Azeroth would now be nothing more than a huge and lifeless prison, and the guardians left behind by the Titans strictly follow the pre-established procedures, meticulously monitoring the operation of the entire world until the new Titans awaken to their self-awareness.

Unfortunately, their plan failed.

Just like a line from the movie "Jurassic Park", life will always find its own way.

Under the influence of the Flesh Curse, all kinds of intelligent life began to live, multiply, and grow in Azeroth, creating one glorious civilization after another, and even the exiled elemental lords were able to escape from the prison where they were imprisoned through a series of methods.

Far from being extremely selfish, the Titans have provided countless targets for the Elder Gods to lure, such as the famous Deathwing, Nessario, or the Corrupted Green Dragons and Druids in the Emerald Dreamland.

To put it mildly, these titan creations called guardians are simply vulnerable to the ancient gods, and there are few normal ones left in the corrupted and depraved depravity.

Of course, from the perspective of the evolution of life, human beings affected by the curse of flesh and blood are indeed degenerate, with neither eternal life nor a body that will never get sick.

The elixir made by Zhang Cheng is to a certain extent with the help of the radiation of crystal energy, allowing the user to activate the power hidden in the bloodline and restore the ability of some ancestors.

It has to be said that his idea succeeded, and the subject not only gained the magic resistance characteristic of the Viku people, but even the skin showed signs of lithification.

"Incredible! It's incredible!Master, how did you do that?" asked Simon, casually crumpling the table legs on the floor into powder.

In the past, he could not have such a strong grip, but now he can do it easily without much force.

"Hehe, believe me, the specific principle is too complicated for you, you just need to know that this body contains the talent that all warriors dream of. Now, I'm going to give you some vacation, whether it's going out on an adventure, hunting powerful monsters on your own, or going into a few more fierce battles, and only then can you become strong as soon as possible. Oh yes, and by the way, bring Kinder with you. ”

After saying that, Zhang Cheng glanced at the kobold who was squatting in the corner and carving various totems by himself.

Rest assured, I won't disappoint you. Simon slapped his chest hard and gave reassurance.

He believed that with his new body, he would be able to learn more and more powerful martial arts, even the legendary shield walls, lethal strikes, and bloodlust that only the most elite warriors could learn.

......

At the same time, far away in Night Town, a fratricide that had been accumulated for a long time finally kicked off.

With the help of the Brotherhood Assassins, Baron Carlton managed to get rid of his loyal servants and butlers in just half a day, and at the same time captured Althea, who was in control of the Night's Watch troops, and the magical power of his daughter Zenobia, no one dared to stand up and question his rule.

Sitting in a chair that didn't belong to him, he looked condescendingly at his brother covered in blood, and it took a full minute before he spoke: "You know, Elro, whether you believe it or not, in fact, I didn't like to hurt you and Althea in the first place, and I didn't want to end our brotherhood in this way. But you are too cowardly and too disappointing to me, and I must stand up to overthrow your rule and prevent the centuries-old family from perishing. ”

"Fool, what you're doing now is what you're going to do, stop it, Carlton, it's not too late!" Duke Elo Eberlock scolded, struggling to raise his head.

Until now, he still couldn't believe that his own brother would one day carry out a coup d'état.

"Hahahaha! No, it's late, my dear brother. Just half an hour ago, I had killed the tax collector sent by Stormwind and officially declared my independence from Stormwind. Now the only way I can go is to work with Edwin Van Cleef to overthrow the rotten aristocratic parliament and re-establish a new state. And I will be the king of this country. Carlton laughed maniacally and raised his hands in the air, as if to embrace a glorious future.

Seeing the strong longing in his brother's eyes, Duke Elo Eberlock closed his eyes in pain, and did not choose to persuade any longer.

Because he knows better than anyone that no matter what he says, he cannot stop the other party's inflated ambition, and it is impossible to wake up unless he suffers a decisive defeat.

However, Carlton obviously did not think that his choice was wrong, stood up, drew his sword, put it on his brother's neck, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any last words?"

"Can you tell me what you're going to do with Artea?" said Duke Elo Eberlock, struggling to raise his head again.

"Don't worry, I won't kill her, let alone hurt her. When I defeat the decaying Council of Nobles in Stormwind and become the new king, I'll return Nightlight to her rule. Carlton promised with a serious expression.

He doesn't have too much resentment towards his brother and niece, so he doesn't plan to use too drastic means to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, even if the other party will resent him for the rest of his life.

"yes, I'm relieved in that case. While I know you're going to be upset to say that, I'm going to say that your plan and that of Edwin Van Cleeff are not going to succeed. The Council of Lords of Stormwind has more power than you might think, and even if it seems so weak, it can easily quell a civil unrest. Alright, let's do it, I'm ready to go to my father. ”

"No! We'll make it! When you see my father, remember to bring me a greeting. By the way, tell him that the Eberlocks will go to glory under my leadership!"

As the last word fell, Carlton raised his sword and cut off his own brother's head......

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