The Faceless are mysterious and powerful creatures. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Of course, at least for now, only a very small number of people in the Confederacy and Horde know about it. Now, the prelude to the cataclysm has come with the actions of the Alliance and the Horde Northern Expedition to the Lich King, and these strange creatures hidden in the shadows of history have reappeared in this world.

If he was facing a human cultist, Hugh Belmont would not care about it at all, but if he was facing an ancient evil creature, especially a monster like the Faceless One, which directly belonged to the commander of the ancient gods, then Hugh Belmont would not be able to despise it.

No one knows exactly how the Faceless One came into being, the only conjecture is that these terrible creatures were split from the tentacles of the Elder Gods. Moreover, these monsters do not have a normally understood speech, and they share a kind of spiritual communication. Strangely enough, however, this kind of spiritual communication is not limited to the Facelesss, they can also communicate with the rest of the creatures in this way.

Of course, as a direct minion of the Elder Gods, you have to be wary of these monsters no matter what. If there is any creature that can tempt mortals to fall with words alone, it is the Dreadlord of the Demons, the famous Nasrezm. These ancient evil things are also located here. If demons tempt mortals to open the box of calamity through rhetoric and deception, then these ancient evil creatures are by polluting and distorting the minds of mortals to assimilate them and serve the whispers of the ancient gods together.

Hugh Belmont was not afraid of Varedos holding a powerful magical item, and even once he was fully serious, he showed the full strength and dedication of the war with Shiamat. Even for the weakest demigods, such as the animal gods that the trolls serve for the vast majority, Hugh Belmont is completely fearless.

Even if you are a demigod, there is a difference between high and low. In the face of those weak demigods, Hugh Belmont had no intention of killing the gods. However, in the face of this evil thing from the ancient gods in front of him, even if it is not as good as those demigods or elemental lords, he does not dare to take it lightly. These monsters may not be the best at frontal combat, but they are definitely the best at demagogic and mind-twisting. Compared to these ancient cults, the methods used by the Lich King to control the undead scourge are simply rudimentary.

"Why? Why is it that here, the Faceless Ones are starting to appear, this is impossible! Belmont's face changed dramatically, and he watched with jealousy the appearance of the huge monster in front of him. But there was nothing he could do about it, at least the light curtain that had bounced him away had already made him realize that it was too late for him to stop the birth of the Faceless One.

"Why, why did a cultist end up being faceless?" Belmont looked at the Faceless One in bewilderment, and then turned her gaze to the purple crystal that was levitating.

"Is that the one?"

What stopped his spell and blade was the strange crystal, and now, the necromancer's mutation into the Faceless One was clearly the work of the crystal. After blocking Belmont's attack, the crystal dimmed, and cracks appeared on it, almost splitting the crystal in half. And now, the remaining power in this crystal is constantly draining, prompting Varedos to mutate into a faceless.

"The Faceless One originates from the Elder Gods, which means that in that crystal, is the power of the Elder Gods, or is it related to the Elder Gods? Who is it? Which one is it? Thinking back to the ancient gods who had been sealed away and were causing trouble, Belmont's face turned ugly. Although he knew that during the period of time in Northrend, these ancient gods had plotted to start pulling the Twilight Judgment to come, but he did not expect that at the beginning of this time, he would have to face these destined enemies in the future.

As Hugh Belmont pondered, the Faceless One over there had finally mutated. The crystal ball that had caused all of this eventually shattered completely, and the fragments became dull and fell to the ground.

Strength...... Endless power......

A distorted voice spread endlessly, and the Born Faceless One looked at Belmont. Then, twisted, evil, dark malice followed the Faceless's gaze and swooped down on Hugh Belmont's heart.

"Humph!" The cold blue flame burned in his eyes, and Belmont snorted coldly, the mental barrier constructed by arcane magic kept those contaminated malice out of his mind.

How is it? Death Knight...... This is the power of the Elder Gods......

The massive body brought a tremendous oppressive force, and the faceless man seemed to remain conscious of Varedos, taunting Hugh Belmont through telephonic transmission.

Your wretched life...... And how can it be countered by such a powerful force? Now, get down on your knees!!! Kneel down to the power of the Elder Gods! Mortal!

The fluctuation of the mind set off a roar of distorted noise, and the distorted, chaotic, chaotic sound was transmitted to Hugh Belmont's mind. Then, it crashed into the top of the psychic barrier. The Faceless One's voice, with a dark whisper, tries to find holes in the heart, whether it's fear, doubt, fear, despair, etc...... These negative emotions will be the best force to distort Belmont's mind.

“...... Rubbish! Looking at the Faceless One, Belmont said, "Even if you become a monster, you're still a waste, necromancer!" "Inside the armor, on the covered skin, there were streamers of dazzling light, the same purple light, but right now, what was surging through Hugh Belmont's body was pure magic.

Originating from the Arcane, from the Order, from the Titans of the Beginning of Creation.

And these magic powers liberated the shackles used to limit their own power layer by layer, and the surging magic power turned into a real storm that overflowed from Hugh Belmont's body, repelling all the malice and spiritual pollution around him.

"Don't use these unseemly means, cultists......"

"If you think you can defeat me with the power of those disgusting tentacle monsters, then give it a try!"

"Otherwise, tonight, it's yours - the time of death!"

Hahaha...... Arrogant mortals...... You will die, and your life and soul will be the best sacrifice for your masters. Darkness is coming, twilight is coming, and the world is over! The twisted banner of flesh will once again flutter in the skies of Azeroth!

Roar!!!!!!!

Touch!

The Faceless Ones laughed wildly, drove their massive bodies, and took a step, shaking the earth and striding towards Hugh Belmont!