The great lord came in a hurry, and he went in a hurry.

The moment his consciousness dissipated from Elisander's body, the returning Archmage shuddered.

Elisander lowered his head, and saw that his body was sitting on the cold throne in a domineering posture like a man, on his hips and legs, and on his arms on the armrests, even a thin layer of ice flakes were frozen by the cold of death, because when the Great Lord manipulated her body, he did not release the magic shield, so this layer of ice flakes was knotted on the skin, not to mention how sour the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

And Queen Essara, in front of Elisandr, also dissipated the projection long before the return of the spirit of the Great Magus, and withdrew her will to the city under the sea, after seeing through Enzos's vicious intentions, Queen Esshara has to face the complex situation in front of her in a very short time, and make the most accurate judgment, which is a judgment related to the future of the Naga Empire and herself.

She didn't have time to talk more to this former courtier here.

The Archmage had no idea what was happening, and at the moment when the Great Lord's massive will took possession of her body, her original soul was like being blindfolded, her ears blocked, and all her senses were sealed, she could not see, hear, or feel, and was suppressed somewhere in her body in a special state, and it was not until after this secret conversation that her will was allowed to take over the body again.

She didn't even know if she had fulfilled the High Lord's request, but just as the Grand Magus stood up from the cold throne and warmed her body with fire magic, she realized that some kind of seal on the black ring on her finger had been lifted, it was a spatial ring, and she could feel that there was something in it.

Elisandra opened the ring with excitement and anticipation, and a strange seed wrapped in some kind of rock shell jumped into her hand, this kind of seed must be very old, as can be seen from the fact that the seal on the shell is so polished, and the archmage knows that the remaining mark is the style of the magical creation of the Elven Empire 10,000 years ago.

What's more, she knows the seed, and she knows what it does.

"Akandol!"

The Archmagister let out a cry of surprise, and she held the rock-wrapped seed in her arms as if she were embracing the most precious hope.

"There is still an Akandol seed in the world! I thought they were all destroyed in the Heavens and Earth..."

After a moment of excitement, Lady Elisandr bowed down to the empty Ice Throne behind her in a gesture of great sincerity, and the High Lord fulfilled his promise, and he was as generous as rumored to be.

He is the savior of the Children of the Night!

"Children of the Night... We are saved! ”

"Thank you, Tyrion. Lord of the Dawn Blade... We will never forget your promises. ”

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And at the same time that the High Lord and the Lady of Light were conducting a secret investigation, in the origin of the evil spread of the deep sea, in the midst of the sleeping minister Neolosa, near the edge of the seal of Enzos, the demon of the Thousand Beards, under the deep sea without a trace of light, another secret investigation was also underway.

Neolosa, the Void Sanctuary as the cultists call it, and the place where the Titan Guardians sealed the Elder God Enzos, is located in the darkest and coldest part of the Endless Sea in all of Azeroth, where few lives can survive in this water filled with the power of nothingness except for the Elder God and the minions who have been imbued with the power of chaos.

And in this sealed land, which has been shrouded in dark waters for many years, thousands of cultists who have been transformed by Enzos whisper here all day long, their distorted souls and minds, serving the ancient gods is the glory of this world, they are the eyes, tentacles and extensions of Zenzos's chaotic mind, and there are many such nihilists hidden in the shadows and dark places of the world that no mortal has discovered.

They are like the darkness creeping in the abyss, whispering, chanting, expecting the chaotic nothingness to burst out of this lightless land, and then devour the whole world, leaving behind a land of flesh and blood.

In this lost city sunk in the endless ocean, Enzos, who sleeps in the seal, creates a never-ending nightmare.

The heart of the ancient god was beating, like ice in the chaos of darkness, releasing little by little, freezing the whole world little by little.

And in the deeper depths of the sea of Naniorosa, there was a terrifying concentration of void power, enough to drown the Grim Reaper.

This is a city of flesh and blood that represents antiquity, horror, and endless original sin.

In the sleeping Neolosa, there is only madness, evil, and nothingness, pacing, moving forward.

It's a place that's hard to describe in words, and everything that exists here seems to have been distorted, and it's impossible to even determine whether their existence is real, or if this place of spreading horror is really just a continuation of an old nightmare.

A fish.

A strange fish, not even a sea fish, a fish that grows in freshwater, flapping its tail, slowly swam out of the sea into this darkest place, its godless eyes flashing a chaotic light, as if there was another soul in the fish's body, and that soul manipulated it and swam into the flesh city of Neolosa, between the last remnants of this ancient dark empire, it made its way forward, straight to the seal of Enzos.

This is clearly not an abnormal phenomenon.

The twisted creatures that roamed the city of flesh and blood, although they had no eyes, their senses in the darkness were unparalleled, but even so, they seemed to completely ignore the weak fish and let it go all the way, and the magic circles that were placed in the city to pull the void were like blind people, and they were not triggered by this strange fish at all.

It wagged its tail and swam in the water cold enough to freeze any living thing, until ten minutes later, it was in the deepest part of the city, a dark tower that looked like an obelisk, even deeper in the darkness, the surface of the tower seemed to be made of dark red crystals, the decay and darkness that lingered on its surface, the only source of light in this city of flesh and blood... Even if its light travels less than 10 centimeters in the water, it will be completely engulfed in darkness.

But that doesn't mean the tower is a symbol of hope.

"How does it feel? Do you feel them disappearing? ”

The fish hovering at the intersection of darkness and dark red flapped its tail as it appeared like a marionette, and a vague voice echoed in the water filled with the power of the void as if it were a question.

The silent tower in front of her didn't seem to be willing to deal with this uninvited guest, and in the face of her question, the tower that hid something extremely evil did not respond, and this silence made Miss Saratas, who came to the adventure, very dissatisfied, and she taunted in the language of the void creature:

"It's ironic that the weakest of us has become the closest to victory, Cthun, Yog-Saron, Ashaji, and... Well, and you! But only one of us can devour the world, and that's what we're meant to do. ”

"Now it seems that you and I have that chance... Still not talking? Enzos! I didn't come here to watch you perform a pantomime! ”

In the face of this direct questioning, the tower, with its haunting dark red halo, finally responded.

In the reverberation of the water waves, a low, dark voice sounded:

"You! Not one of us at all! ”

"Yes, or no? Does that make sense? ”

Miss Saratas let out a low laugh and said:

"Anyway, we're all from the Void, and our purpose is to transform Azeroth, isn't it?"

In the face of Miss Saratas's response, Enzos was silent again, but his silence and the young lady's answer seemed to represent some of the great lord Tyrion and the Chaldeans who had held Saratas. A secret that Morgan doesn't even know.

Seem... Saratas's past is not as simple as she describes herself, and even her identity as the fifth ancient god seems to be just a lie.

But these are not important, she does come from the void, and as she responded, she is also to transform this world, in the face of this big event, identity, it doesn't matter.

"Alas, I'm jealous to see the nightmares you and Yog Saron spread everywhere... But I'm also calm, and I'm a little proud, which proves that you haven't been doing useless work for tens of thousands of years, and I know that you've been trying to open the door to the Void and use the power of your hometown to corrupt this unique world, but be careful, Tyrion has his eye on you for the stupid things you've done, for the things that have angered him, and he's coming soon. ”

Salatas warned:

"So whatever you want to do, as soon as possible!"

"Tyrion... An unexpected trouble, a tricky enemy. ”

Enzos's tone also became low at this moment, as if it had also been greatly disillusioned by the threat of the High Lord, and it responded:

"But what about you?"

"Your body is wrapped in the breath of death, and you have obeyed Tyrion. The will of the Dawn Blade, your arrival, perhaps, is a trap? It's like the dead man used to do... Akmund, Kilgardan, and even the future Agrama, Sargeras... I have to be so skeptical. ”

"Shut up! It was just an accident! ”

Salatas's tone was a little angry, a little ashamed, and she said:

"Don't slander my dear Tyrion here, it's a corrosive seed planted in death. The irascible ghost will wander in the fury of destruction, grow in the pain of loss, and he will be another prey to the god of the abyss... Well, there's some truth to what you're saying, he's a dangerous prey, but if I can make it, then the world, and the stars... Hehe. ”

"Well, I'm not here to discuss my problems today, it's for you, Enzos!"

The fish manipulated by Saratas opened its mouth as if there was a void power surging in its slightly strange mouth, and the next moment, the small fish the size of a palm grinned its entire mouth, as if its entire body had been torn apart, but there was not a trace of blood flowing out, and the sharp teeth that had four petals apart were enough to make anyone go crazy in an instant.

And the flesh and blood of this monster squirmed, and "spit out" something hidden deep in its body, it was a dark ball, like a dark smoke sealed in crystals, but in the frying of this strange sphere falling into the water, in front of Salatas's eyes, the dark red sacrificial tower that was nearly 200 meters high and did not move at all suddenly stirred.

Between the shaking of the earth at the bottom of the sea, several tentacles covered with black and terrifying suckers, accompanied by the power of pure void, rushed into the cold water, crushing the hovering ball in an instant, and those dark mist, like ink poured into the water, spread out in this land of Neolosa's flesh, it was like a soul... A weak, octopus-like soul.

But before it could let out a scream, the next moment, the rolling tide was like a giant beast swallowing water, completely sucking the dark mist into the dark red sacrificial tower in front of it.

And then... Then there was a terrifying chewing sound, like a monster from the abyss, enjoying its own food.

"Cthun's soul."

Salatas's voice slowly dissipated in the dark waters, and she said:

"This is my kind gesture, Enzos, make good use of the power I have given you to complete the Void Gate and at the same time stir up chaos, the collapse of the world order he has painstakingly shaped will be the last straw that will overwhelm him... Confusion, this chaos will turn us into victory! ”

"At that time, the world will be yours!"

"And I, I just, my dear Tyrion... That's all..."

(About the various wonders of Acandor, there is a large description in the elf chapter of the last book "Azeroth Holy Light Trail", and you can also get the relevant information about this sacred tree with cowhide to the extreme, so I won't repeat it here, in fact, according to the current setting in the game, the fruit of the tree of Acandol is very likely to be the only item that can permanently eradicate demon addiction in the background setting of World of Warcraft, and other ways such as holy light, evil energy, death, void, etc.

And the funny thing is that the birth of Akandol originated from the hands of the mages of the Elven Empire, but it was also those mages who abused magic to pass on the magic addiction to their descendants, behind the story of the history of the elves, is the philosophy of destruction and salvation from the same source, and I don't know if it was specially arranged by the former ghost designers. ）