9, The Legend of Zangar (Not Original to Me)

The Three Demon Gods of Azeroth are now on a high mountain in Gorrond. At their feet, ninety-nine dead monsters covered the platform on the mountain.

"What are you going to do? Shirt Dora. Akmund threw the last of the still living wood spirits on the ground. A whole hundred corpses were piled up on top of each other.

"Well, I picked a hundred. Test it first, and if it works, sacrifice the remaining thousand. ”

The blood of the wood spirits was a blue blood, and Sadora used their blood as paint to draw a strange magic circle on the platform of the high mountain.

"Oh? That's what you're talking about the magic of another world. Are you sure it's useful here? I didn't feel like this circle could communicate with the web. Kilgardan looked at the magic array that Setora was building, he had never seen a spell of this pattern before, and it filled him with curiosity.

"This wasn't originally meant to be a magic circle used to communicate the effects of the magic web. It's meant to connect with the ancestors, and it's actually a common magic in that world, but I've improved it and sacrificed it with the blood and flesh of the offspring, and it will have a more obvious effect. ”

Everything was ready, and all the corpses were placed in the circle.

Shendora stood there, chanting spells with her magic. In a loud voice, a shadow descended beneath the circle.

"The dead soul in the shadows turned into a signpost in despair." The souls of a hundred wood spirits were entangled, and they tore at each other and devoured each other, eventually turning into a gray light that pointed in the direction of the Zangar Sea.

Kil'gardan walked to the side of the mountain, which was facing the sea, and he stared at the surface of the sea. What awaits you.

"Twisted flesh turned into food in fear." The corpses of the wood spirits, which looked like more wood than flesh, floated, and they began to spin wildly, not just the whole, but their torsos as well.

With a click, the corpse of a wood spirit completely fell apart. It was like a signal, and a myriad of voices began to appear. More and more and more, and eventually all the corpses became unrecognizable at all. Transformed into a tiny presence in endless distortion.

"You're a bad taste...... I can't do anything like that. What are you up to? Ha, but you're a great guy right now, more of a demon than I am. Hahahaha. Akmund looked at the filthy and evil ritual in front of him, not even a polluter had ever done such a crazy move.

"The existence of the Children of the Old Gods is a mistake, Akmund. Whatever this old god is, it will die. ”

"Oh, madman."

During the conversation, the particles that were invisible to the naked eye began to fly farther and farther along the bridge of souls. Fly away like the sea.

"Fanatical blood, fragrant in pain!" Eventually, the blood in the circle began to condense, and even the blood that smeared the circle itself began to tumble. The blue blood finally flowed together.

They defy gravity, and the liquid begins to spread upwards, but the signposts of the soul can no longer support it. The blood also moved very slowly.

Without any hesitation, she grabbed another hundred from the remaining wood spirits. Directly pulled out their souls and filled them in the road signs.

Eventually, the blood began to flow smoothly again, eventually flowing into the sea.

Soul gatherers and polluters come to the fraudsters, and together they gaze at the calm ocean. But there were no fluctuations, and the ritual just now didn't seem to have any effect.

"Looks like your spiritism has failed, Shendora."

"That's true, according to your explanation, the ancestors of these things should come over soon, and you have failed."

"Hey, let's do it again. Nine hundred remaining. If it's not enough, then grab another thousand, two thousand, ten thousand! There will be a successful ......"

Before Shandora could finish her words, the sea of Zanga suddenly began to ripple. Her evil deeds don't seem to need to go any further.

"It's coming!"

The Three Demon Gods looked at the sea intently, and suddenly a huge shadow appeared under the sea.

The height of the three demon gods is about twenty-five meters, and of course they can become bigger or smaller. But they were too small compared to what was in the sea.

The fin alone was 100 meters long. It was finally revealed, a gigantic and strange whale of a kilometer. Undoubtedly, this is a beast demigod, a powerful and terrifying beast demigod. The animal demigods of the trolls were nothing compared to him.

"Hahahaha!!" Akmund laughed, his eyes full of surprise. "Look! Look! The power of this thing, do you have the confidence to think that you are stronger than him! Hahahaha, he's the strongest demigod I've ever seen. Come on, let's defeat him and let me feel the joy of fighting! Hahahaha! ”

As soon as the polluter finished speaking, an unholy warhammer appeared in his right hand, and a staff appeared in his left hand.

"Oh? Did Akmund take out all the pardons of Argus, seriously? "In Kil'Gardan's hands, the fire of evil energy has taken shape." I can't afford to be left behind him, hahahaha. ”

Shendora didn't say anything more, and the luna scythe, which had been twisted by the dark power, appeared in her hand. She raised her scythe alof, and a pillar of shadow that tore through the sky shot up from her, turning the sky here into a cloud of destruction.

"In a fight, of course, you have to make the venue your own."

"That's right! Hahahaha. With every step Akmund ran towards the whale, the ground beneath his feet turned into corrupt dark soil. Kil'Gardan, on the other hand, built a portal of evil energy directly on the rotten land. The demons of the Burning Legion began to appear one after another, following in the footsteps of the polluters towards the whales.

But this powerful demigod was so terrifying that he opened his huge mouth that could easily swallow a hundred-meter monster, and spat out raging sea water from his mouth. The water seemed to have the power to purify everything, and the corrupt earth covered by the water turned green again, and the demons washed by the water were directly dissolved into liquid, and the only thing left was green smoke.

"Akmund, be careful!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Kilgardan. Hurry up and summon the Destroyer, we need his help. Come on! Let me see what else you're capable of. ”

As Akmund finished speaking, the shield of evil appeared in front of him, and he used it to block the raging waters. But the impact of the current was too great, and he struggled forward. It is impossible to get close to the whale at all.

"Feel the gift of the void......" After Cindora changed the sky, a steady stream of dark power leaked out of the torn sky. She raised her hands alof, and the endless shadows formed a black lightning bolt in her hands.

This lightning warps reality and eats away at light. He was then thrown into the whale's mouth.

But it didn't work, the strange vines on the whale's body came to life, and the vines formed an impermeable web that directly blocked the lightning in its path.

Shendora took a closer look, where was the vine, it was obviously a spore giant strung together. The vines on the whale came to life, and the spore giants disintegrated from their vine state, fell into the sea, and hobbled to the ground.

Kil'Gardan didn't have time to summon the Destroyer, and the evil fire in his hand formed a rain of fire that fell down without any purpose, and turned into a Hellfire golem when it landed. With a wave of his hand, Hellfire strode towards the Spore Giant, Fire and Water (wood?). The monsters just collided together. In an instant, there were countless casualties.

But Kilgardan didn't care, he endlessly summoned the hellfire to come. In the same way, the whale didn't care, the same unmeasured number of giants fell on him, and more spore vines grew out of him.

Zendora condenses the shadows again, and the first magic she created after becoming a demon reappears.

"Black hole!"

Pitch-black dots exploded above the whale's head, and Draenor's spatial barrier was almost non-existent compared to Azeroth's.

The shadow easily tore through the frame of the space, and the primordial power of the void was revealed for the first time in this world.

Endless suction continued to come at that point, and the spore vines on the giant whale's body were sucked up, but he didn't move.

Kilgardan stopped summoning Hellfire, and the constant consumption of Hellfire spell was too much for even a fraudster to bear.

Akmund was still struggling to resist the invasion of the current, but suddenly he felt a lightness, and the whale had stopped spitting. But the coastline disappeared, the position at sea level became a hundred meters higher, and the cliff he had just washed down had become a new coastline.

He knows the power of black holes. He's not as big as this whale. Evil energy wrapped him out of the water and climbed to the top of the mountain he once was. Stand beside the other two demons and watch.

Shendora struggled to maintain the formation of the black hole, this kilometer monster was simply terrifying, she couldn't catch him at all, if she gave up control of the black hole, this spell would sooner or later create the power to catch the giant whale. But what's the difference between that and creating an Outlands again?

The helpless Soul Collector revoked the spell, and as the shadow gradually retracted, the spatial rift created by the black hole began to heal slowly.

The whale felt the threat disappear overhead, and he didn't attack again. Huge green eyes glanced at the three demon gods.

"Zanga ......"

His cry was loud and high-pitched, and then he dived into the sea and disappeared without a trace.

"What a terrible existence, the ancestors of those wood spirits turned out to be this thing? It's incredible...... "The fraudster lamented the power of this thing.

"There are countless ways to kill him, but they all need to destroy this world directly, and that is too much to lose." The Soul Collector reclaimed the darkness of the sky, and the sky of Gorond became clear again.

"Hmph, if you want me to say that it would be nice to destroy this world directly, why bother." The polluter sat on the ground, exhausted from the power of the whale.

"Well, we already know what the goal is. It is said that the Ogre Empire of Nagrand, Hammer Castle is withstanding an attack by spore giants. Well...... Wherever we go, there should be a way to find this whale. ”

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"Sal, what was that?" The tribe that had been watching the battle between the Eternals and the Saboteurs had long been aware of the battle between the Three Demon Gods and the Giant Whale.

But Sal didn't know and couldn't answer Woking's question, when Sarufar came over. He said, "It's the legend of the Zanga Sea. ”

"Zangalahai...... Zangar Swamp? The Troll High Chief asked his own question.

"Yes, Grand Chief. The shattered Outlands are only a fraction of Draenor. Among them, the Zangar Swamp is a part of the remnant of the Zangar Sea. Legend has it that the name of the sea of Zangar comes from an invincible being, and the cry of that creature is Zangar. We thought it was just a legend, but we didn't expect it to be true. Although I didn't see him, the three great demons were so difficult. Possible...... It's an even more terrifying thing. ”

"Well, that's not something we can care about. Let's take a good look at these two monsters in front of you... Let's hope they don't get out of here. ”

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"Demons?"

"Zanga ......"

"The Burning Legion is finally here, and it looks like my plans are about to accelerate......"

"Whew......"