The Temple of Carabo, the predecessor of the Dark Temple, this sacred place of the Draenei once had an artifact that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Draenei - the Soul Box. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Draenei keep the souls of the best leaders, wisest prophets, and bravest warriors in their Soul Box, hoping to immortalize these great souls with the power of artifacts.

However, the good times did not last long, the orcs occupied the temple of Carabo, and Gul'dan soon noticed the potential contained in the soul box, he found the souls of those Draenei who died innocently in the war, put them into the soul box, and stuffed the souls of the bloodthirsty orcs into it, and combined with his own dark magic, the soul box was finally corrupted, but Gul'dan did not expect the power of this artifact to be so powerful, even if it was corrupted, it would be difficult for him to control it, so he had to temporarily seal it, Wait until later.

However, Gul'dan never had a chance to see the Soul Crate again, and he followed Orgrim to Azeroth, where he died.

And the soul box has remained in the temple like this.

Resentment, anger, sorrow, pain, countless souls wander here, countless living beings die here, thanks to the abnormal life rules of the wizarding world, these souls cannot be transcended, and can only suffer in the soul box.

Now, the Soul Box has become the most evil existence in the Dark Temple, and any creature that dares to approach it will be haunted by countless resentful spirits, and will eventually become one of them.

Zhang Li finally knew why those demons had lured him here, because the soul in the soul box had been blended into a chaotic thing, and the spiritual power that erupted from this filth would affect even the demigods.

Only Zhang Li was able to resist, and Akama and his Shatterers were all trapped in the spirit world.

Disorganized, fragmented consciousness flooded their minds, allowing them to savor the despair experienced by the souls in the soul box over and over again.

Many of the Broken have lost themselves.

"All out." A gust of wind swept the Shatterers out of the hall, and the shattered Shatterers slowed outside for a long time to clear their minds, then looked in awe at the only figure standing in front of the Soul Box.

"You go and stabilize the formation first, and give me a little time to subdue it." Zhang Li stared at the three faces in front of him solemnly, unlike the game one by one, at this time, these three faces were all activated.

Seeing that Zhang Li was unmoved by the torture of the aura (the three auras in the game are the mental torture just now), the soul siphon of the pain essence was thrown up directly, and a large stream of holy light was sucked into their bodies, and the holy light, which was very restrained to the undead ghosts, actually did not cause any harm to it, and the three faces looked like they were enjoying it.

Zhang Li naturally couldn't let it suck up his own energy, and the three flying swords driven by him immediately stabbed at the Pain Essence.

After a few years as kings, these flying swords were naturally of epic quality, but before they could pierce their bodies, a shield released by the Essence of Desire blocked these attacks.

Then came the screams of the Angry Essence......

It's really annoying, it's the first time Zhang Li has been attacked by this kind of weird attack, the holy light in his body actually burned, making him unbearable, and the culprit of all this is the essence of anger.

Whether he closed off his hearing or resisted a psychic attack, this burning could not be stopped.

Absorbing the opponent's energy to replenish himself, putting a shield to protect himself, and then being able to inflict tons of damage on the opponent, this is simply pervasive, no wonder even Matheriton has no idea about it.

However, Zhang Li wanted to give it a try, although Zhang Li didn't know what this soul box could be used for, but it was better to get it than to give it up.

The flying sword driven by the spiritual sense attacked more sharply, and Zhang Li also endured the discomfort of his body and launched an attack.

Luckily, it's not like in the game, where half of the damage is reflected, otherwise Zhang Li himself would have hacked himself to death.

The sword of judgment that burned with holy flames shook the shield of the Essence of Desire, and the face of Desire showed a painful expression.

One of the runes of the Sword of Judgment lit up, a rune representing divine wrath.

In the game, the more blood you drop, the more powerful the Divine Wrath becomes, but in reality it is very ethereal, and he doesn't know how much blood Zhang Li himself has.

The vitality of this body was too abundant, so abundant that even if the Holy Light was burning, his outward appearance did not manifest itself, and with his Holy Light reserves, if it was a human body, he would have turned to ashes by now.

As the runes lit up, the Sword of Judgment slowly turned red, and finally it glowed red, obviously the three faces felt a huge threat on it, so he tried to hit Zhang Li with his huge body, but this impact would instead help Zhang Li pierce the sword into the shield.

"Click." Just like the sound of a bubble bursting, Zhang Li's powerful strength and the attack of the flying sword directly prompted him to break through the defense of desire in a short period of time.

The red light also shot from the tip of the sword into the soul box......

The painful feeding was broken, the angry screams stopped, and the surroundings fell silent.

Red cracks snaked from the point of entry and covered the three faces, and the red light still flickered in the cracks.

After the rift completely crawled all over the bodies of the three faces, countless souls swarmed out, and the three faces collapsed like deflated balls.

"This is the Soul Box?" Looking at the golden round box in his hand, Zhang Li couldn't help but be indifferent.

Naru will always bring him surprises, this soul box can be seen at a glance is produced by Naru, Zhang Li can feel that this thing can not only protect the soul of the deceased, but also amplify the spiritual power of these souls like the helm of domination, maybe in a few tens of thousands of years, the Delaney soul sealed inside can make this soul box into a conscious super artifact, but unfortunately died in the hands of the dog Erdan halfway.

I don't know what this thing is for now, but let's put it away for now.

………………

Without Zhang Li, the Shatterers were clearly no match for the demons, they were good as assassins, but not suitable for raiding.

With just one head, the demons are much stronger than them......

Finally, after paying hundreds of innocent lives, the "savior" finally came.

Zhang Li floated in the sky with the Sword of Judgment, and the runes of the sacred hymn were already lit up.

The demons stimulated by the light retreated one after another, and some of the weaker ones were directly melted by the light, while the broken ones were healed.

Some demons tried to attack Zhang Li, but they were all blocked by his three flying swords, and with the protection of the Holy Light Shield, Zhang Li was invulnerable for a while.

"Lord Matherriton, we can't take it anymore." As the leader of all the female demons in the Dark Temple, the Mother of Sahras has always been the second-in-command of the Matheriton Legion, this female demon is not outstanding, but her cunning and viciousness and ruthlessness are feared by all the demons, and it is she who is thinking of Matheriton at this time.

"Damn! You idiot brought him here! "Matheriton was restless on his throne, and he had nothing to do, while at the same time not forgetting to accuse Illidan.

"You have to take charge of this, no matter what you do, go and stop this guy for me, as for me, I'll go back to Marton first and ask for backup." In a few words, Matheriton was sure of his escape, and at the same time forced Illidan to break off.

Illidan didn't say anything, his attitude was representative of the attitude of the demon hunters behind him.

Looking at Illidan who was silent, Matheridon thought that he had reluctantly accepted his orders, and was very proud.

"Shahras, I'll leave the opening of the portal to you, and I'll take my soul." He seemed to be very relieved of Sahras, and before she could take her orders, he turned and left.

Looking at the back of Matheriton walking away quickly, Shahras bowed.

"Yes...... My host ......"

Matheriton soon returned, with a green crystal in his hand, and it was clear that the demons were not going to keep this life-threatening thing close, he had obtained it through the magic of the demon seed.

By the time he returned, Sahras's portal had been prepared.

"Very well, Illidan, you need to hold him back as much as you can until I return with reinforcements." Illidan still kept his head down and didn't answer, but Matheriton didn't care.

He writhed big & Farts & Strands stumbled towards the portal.

"Shahras, go back with me." Still with a condescending attitude, he couldn't see Sahras's strange smile at this time.

"Yes, my master......" watched as Matheriton walked into the portal step by step, and Shahrass drove the portal's arm to retract.

"Nope! No! Shahras! What are you doing! The portal closed, and half of Matheriton's body was stuck in the portal, and the space instantly contracted, almost cutting Matheriton in half.

With the strong body of a demigod, his body is not separated for the time being, but it is only a matter of time.

"Are you really sure that guy is going to be on your side?" Completely ignoring the angry shouting of Matheriton, Shahras turned to look at Illidan.

Illidan nodded faintly.