It's here! ”

The weightlessness of the teleportation came, and Huang Shang frowned.

It's not that Kel'thugad's mood is out of balance, so that he can't even teleport over short distances, but the secret room under this mage tower has a very special environment.

Yes, this maverick magician actually dug a huge secret room under his mage tower, as if it were a human tomb.

When Huang Shang came here, he felt a cold and piercing breath rushing towards him.

The source of the breath is a deep well.

The well is boxy, not deep, and when you poke your head slightly, you can see the well water below, and you can also see the magic patterns engraved on the four walls, which are extremely mysterious, and the archmage can't understand them at all.

When I looked away from the four walls and looked at the water carefully, I found that it contained a dark and cold atmosphere, and the color of the water changed from crystal clear to a palpitating pitch black.

Huang Shang deliberately frowned, revealing a mentally polluted expression.

Kel'thugad said: "This is a well that I found a spatial node leading to the land of the undead, and it took five years to slowly stabilize it, and once you feel unwell, you must leave immediately, don't be reckless!" ”

Huang Shang immediately raised his tone when he heard this: "You study the power of necromancy?" ”

Dalaran did not prohibit the study of spiritism, but the mainstream values of society rejected the existence of spiritism.

After all, this kind of spell that communicates with the souls of the dead and tries to resurrect from the dead is biased towards evil and depravity.

But when you study the power of necromancy, the nature is completely different.

Just as evil energy corresponds to the Burning Legion, and necromancy corresponds to the Shadow Realm, that is a real taboo, belonging to the power of the dead, and the living must not touch it!

Kel'thugad snorted coldly, and finally said what he thought in his heart, even if it was a great rebellion: "The real arcane should break free from all shackles, use knowledge as a ladder, and call on the power of necromancy!" ”

He looked at the well obsessively, Sen Han's spirit rippled, but his eyes released a scorching heat: "The power of the necromancy is the true soul divine power, once I control it, I will cross the boundary between life and death, and human beings will cross the boundary between life and death, maybe prolonging life, maybe eternal life!" ”

He stroked the cat softly in his hand, and Mr. Bigworth's broken bones had been restored by divine healing, but its cold corpse had no warmth.

Seven years ago, Kel'thugad experienced the death of his beloved wife, and now that pain has returned.

But this time, he wants to reverse life and death!

The light in Kel'thugad's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he said word by word: "If you want to gain eternity, you have to endure loneliness, no one understands my thoughts in Dalaran, I am lonely, but so what? I am firm in my path, and even if I fail, I will not regret it! ”

With the loud words, Kel'thugad's mental fluctuations became stronger and stronger.

The rumbling of Arctic glaciers is not only the tip of the iceberg above the iceberg, but also the behemoth beneath the ice.

It was the spirit that belonged to an archmage, and it was officially stirred, and the surrounding walls trembled slightly, cracking cracks visible to the naked eye.

Spiritual substance.

Huang Shang also experienced Kel'thugad's arcane beliefs.

He is a lonely man walking on an icy road, even if he gives everything, he has to reach the end of his ability, or change the world, or never recover......

Icy Dream Chaser!

"Let's get started!"

He nodded, his hands glowing with holy light, and the holy deed around his waist echoed it, and a golden light fell from the sky and landed on the top of Kel'thugad's head, forming a holy seal of light.

"Good!"

Kel'thugad sensed the vitality of his body and grasped it even more.

In his mind, the power of necromancy and the power of the Holy Light are the opposite, and they can restrain each other, which is why he took Huang Shang as an apprentice, in order to use this genius who has mastered both the power of the Holy Light and the arcane power to help him complete this great experiment.

This notion is not entirely true, but it does have some effect.

At least at this time, when Kel'thugad gazed at the Well of Necrons, his momentum began to gain the upper hand, and his spiritual power materialized into several rings of frost, which surrounded his body, and his hands seemed to grasp something of nothingness, and slowly lifted it upwards until it was held high above his head.

Bang!

Under Huang Shang's perception, a strange purple-black tower rose from the well.

It's not a real tower, it's just a projection, and a few twisted claws poke out from the top, slowly grabbing a dark gray energy light cluster, which has already revealed the breath of the living soul not entering, and the one who touches it will die.

"Psychic Tower!"

This is exactly the population building of the undead, providing food for the undead, equivalent to the granary of humans.

Only when the supply of food is ensured can more things be accomplished.

Kel'thugad is indeed a genius.

Unfortunately, even the most basic buildings are not something that mortals can master.

When the shadow of the psychic tower completely rose from the well of the dead, the light seal he placed on Kel'thugad suddenly melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Huang Shang's body surged with holy light again, but this time, even the Bright Holy Seal could not be released.

It's not invalid, it's not clicking.

It's like lighting a fire in the wind and the earth, if you can really light it, it will be the last match for the little girl.

The necromantic power of the Shadow Realm is pouring out wildly, and the gap is too big, and the two sides are not of the same magnitude at all.

Kel'thugad, who bore the brunt of the attack, was shocked out before he even had time to cast an offensive spell.

That was the spirit of the archmage, who made the right choice to avoid danger.

But even if he retreated in time, the ice armor and mage armor on his body were crushed to pieces in an instant.

When the coveted power of death hit his chest, Kel'thugad's face was filled with horror.

Ye Gong is a good dragon......

Don't blame Ye Long, it's the majesty of the dragon, and it's not something that people can bear at all.

Seeing that it was about to cause a catastrophe, Huang Shang, who had been prepared for a long time, threw out the magic bag, and the five-meter-tall magic structure appeared directly, and his arms bloomed with fiery red brilliance......

Whoosh whoosh!

A fireball the size of a five-shot basin shot out like a cannon!

Regardless of energy consumption, the pursuit is the ultimate kill!

Boom!

A ball of fire exploded on the projection of the psychic tower, this secret room was small after all, even the power of the Shadow Realm had to withstand this round of attack.

And this was just the beginning, Huang Shang reached out and grabbed a big sword, the body of the sword was flowing with golden holy light, and he slashed angrily.

While forging the mecha, he also forged this True Silver Holy Sword for himself.

Weapons made of materials such as Mithril Bars, True Silver Bars, Ruby, and Wind Breath may not be as precious as the materials of the Thorsilver Warhammer, but they are the most suitable for today's use.

At this time, in the face of the surging power of the necromancy, the True Silver Holy Sword even activated the divine shield in the sword and protected it in front of the two of them.

The holy light and flames were intertwined, and the sharp cry in his ears sounded, and Kel'thugad finally woke up from a dream, unfolding his magnificent spiritual power, which also bombarded the projection of the Psychic Tower.

Arcane Impact!

is no longer the ice system that he is good at, what Kel'thugad is currently casting is the spell that best reflects his archmage realm, and the arcane energy in his body is constantly gushing out, without any elemental processing of earth, water, wind and fire, it is pure impact, and it hits up.

The psychic tower was besieged by justice, and the bone claws above it were like rubbing balls, pinching out a dead air bomb, ready to fight back.

But the rigidity of the building was fully displayed, and such an obvious work made Huang Shang's True Silver Holy Sword directly slash up, and with the brilliant Holy Light Crit, the bone claw cracked, and Kel'thugad followed closely behind, adjusting the angle, and the arcane energy took advantage of the void to break into the core of the Psychic Tower.

And then detonate!

Boom!

The Psychic Tower turned into a gray-green glow, dissipated, and took the True Silver Holy Sword with him as he left.

"Whew! Whew! Whew! ”

Kel'thugad held the cat in his arms, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and beads of sweat rolled down, full of palpitations.

When he was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The way of the energy well is not good, let's change it to a space gap!" ”

When he raised his head, he saw Huang Shang standing by the well that had been blown into ruins, rubbing his chin and revealing a thoughtful look.

Without the slightest blow, it's like a small failure in the laboratory, and it is put down in the blink of an eye.

Again, there is no chicken soup for the soul, but action is the best encouragement.

I'm still standing, and you can't stand up?

"Medium! I've got to stand up! ”

Kel'thugad narrowed his eyes slightly, tightened the cat in his hand, and got up to study.

He was almost beaten with a stick, but now that he came to his senses, he had a plan for improvement.

It's nothing special to say, it's just that the opening just now was too big, and it couldn't withstand the impact of the surging necromantic power, let alone control it.

Now it's a pattern to change.

Turn the "well" into the "gap".

Kel'thugad straightened his purple mage robes, and the staff in his hand began to swing, chanting incantations.

Space Spells!

Teleportation is the most typical space spell of a mage, which can travel from one place to another in an instant.

Formal mages can only teleport back and forth on their own, while archmages can open a portal to allow an army to pass through.

In terms of space, Antonidas is the strongest in modern times, and even the elves have nothing to compare with, and Kel'thugad, as Antonidas's personal disciple, naturally has extraordinary attainments.

So soon, the energy well was repaired and transformed, and a crack cracked, oozing out gray and black silk threads.

It's the same necromancy, but it's not the same on a scale.

What used to be a swimming pool poured in, now it's just a faucet, and it's unscrewed in a small arc.

Kel'thugad breathed a sigh of relief, and his brows regained the archmage's composure and confidence, and began to control the space, allowing the power of the necromancy to flow slowly.

Huang Shang also surged with arcane energy, constantly measuring fluctuations, taking the power of necromancy and wrapping it in holy light.

The two cooperate tacitly, one is responsible for control, and the other is responsible for collecting.

Finally, a bowl full of "yellow spring water" appeared in front of the two.

With the holy light as the bottom and the arcane as the edge, the power of the necromancy boiled in the bowl, and the two of them carefully observed this power and looked at each other without words.

Wonderful indeed.

In the World of Warcraft, ordinary people may only have access to the four basic elements of earth, water, wind, and fire, and only the strong can involve the six ultimate energies that permeate the universe: Holy Light, Arcane, Evil Energy, Nature, Necromancy, and Void.

These six forces do not complement each other, but they are definitely related to each other.

The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade.

Studying necromantic energy, Kel'thugad's arcane control has risen, and Huang Shang has a lot of understanding of the power of holy light, arcane and even evil powers.

The most important thing is that he senses the power of authority in this necromantic force from the shadow world.

Reincarnation authority.

"Sure enough, it is closely related to the Shadow Realm, and it is likely that the fragments of authority fell in the Shadow Realm in the first place."

"Whether it has been taken away by Sargeras or now is unknown, but after all, it is a clue that can be started from the Shadow Realm."

"Alsace has chosen the right one."

Huang Shang's goal is very clear, this is to solve the problem of world fusion and defeat the villain who is ravaging the two worlds, the king of all demons, Sargeras.

But if you want to defeat the enhanced version of Sargeras, you must take into account the power of reincarnation authority, otherwise relying on the opening in the original plot alone is probably a drop in the bucket.

After all, dominating authority is the biggest plug-in in the heavenly world.

And reincarnation is related to life and death, Arthas, as the Lich King, even if the future changes, there is a chance to come into contact, and now there are clues?

He was thinking about the authority of reincarnation, and here Kel'thugad was already busy, taking out dozens of spell casting materials and drawing a magic circle.

Huang Shang watched him infuse the power of the necromancy into it, and the magic array flowed out with a slightly purple-red light, and his brows furrowed: "This magic array, is it the content of spiritism?" ”

"No, I unearthed it from an ancient book, and the spiritistic books in Dalaran only occupy one shelf, and there are too few and too few records."

Kel'thugad was engraved with a magic circle, his eyes became more and more burning, and he pronounced an extremely obscure name: "The name of this magic circle is 'The Ritual of Returning', and I will use it to transform the power of the necromancy, strengthen Mr. Bigworth's soul, and let it reunite with the flesh and be truly resurrected!" ”

Kel'thugad is not the unscrupulous lich he wants to live forever, and the resurrection he wants is to be resurrected as a creature of flesh and blood, memory and soul, not a walking corpse.

So he needs the transformation of this formation.

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity ......"

"In Azeroth, where the water is in dire straits, you must not use the formation indiscriminately!"

Huang Shang knew that something was going to happen next, but his eyes flickered and he didn't stop it.

Not to mention that the arrow had to be sent, Kel'thugad couldn't listen to different opinions now, he had an idea, but he thought of Thanos's clone outside, seeking a way to enter but couldn't.

This may be an opportunity.

Soon, Kel'thugad placed Mr. Bigworth in the center of the magic circle, officially activating the magic circle.

Suddenly, a brighter light than the holy light rose from the cat.

There is no prelude, it is an unusually direct terrifying force, which directly tears through the darkness of the underground secret room, pulls Kel'thugad, and goes to the core of the circle.

An archmage, one of the six strongest in Dalaran, was unable to resist, and was pulled over like a puppet.

"What's going on?"

Kel'thugad took a few steps involuntarily, but came to his senses at the critical moment.

As an archmage's spiritual power, he was held back and prevented from falling into the endless abyss.

Then fight back!

But sometimes, not knowing the truth is happier than not.

Because when Kel'thugad's spiritual power crashed into it like a glacier, he was shocked to find that what he had rammed into was not a fragile ship, but another infinitely tall mountain that reached through the sky.

Mountains indeed.

It's just that it's not a white iceberg, it's actually a swollen giant mountain of flesh and blood, leaping in front of you without warning.

It had thousands of intertwined arms, each covered with fanged mouthparts, and hundreds of bloody mouths poking out of the mountains of flesh wriggled and staggered across its body, barely called an upper limb.

"Ahhhh

Unruly corrosion flowed through it, and Kel'thugad screamed just by looking at it.

Out of this wriggling mass of mass oozed the essence of madness, corroding the sanity of all living beings who dared to look at it.

Under the power of such ancient gods, the archmage was also reduced to a mortal world, no different from an ordinary farmer.

His neck was raised high, the corners of his mouth were split to the sides, and in a strange posture, in a strange tone, he roared a terrible name: "Enzos!" ”

Immediately afterwards, Kel'thugad stepped on his feet and jumped on tiptoe, as if he were dancing like a great god, and kept shouting: "Conqueror of the terrible! The creator of Nightmares! Guardian of the Abyss! Death and the predator of souls! The end of all things! The Ancient of Primordial Darkness! Enzos !! ”

The voice was very hot, and the speed of speech was extremely fast, like announcing the name of the dish, da-da, and in just three seconds, the series of titles shot out like a machine gun.

"Elder Gods!"

Huang Shang made a shocked expression on his face, and his heart was as calm as water.

This terrifying monster resembling the old ruler of the Cthulhu Mythos is the embodiment of the power of the Void under the Void Lord.

Because the star soul conceived by Azeroth was too powerful and possessed the ability to affect the balance of the battle, the Void Lord sent the ancient gods early to burrow into Azeroth's interior, carrying out crazy corrosion and encroachment, trying to nip the star soul in the bud.

Later, the Titans descended and defeated the Elder Gods, but they could not completely remove them, so they could only seal them.

Now, these ancient gods have come out to make waves again.

Seeing that Huang Shang was outside the circle, and the holy light and arcane turned into a strong wall, resisting the erosion, Mr. Bigworth's eyes suddenly opened, and a tentacle projection poked out of it, lashing down at him.

Syllable!

In the middle of the whirlwind, Huang Shang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that he had returned to the royal capital of Lordaeron, and his mind was blank.

But soon, countless memories rushed in frantically.

That was far beyond the current age, and it was still vividly remembered and covered more than twenty years later.

"Something!"

Huang Shang crossed his arms, the gods and demons of the adversity-level divine soul, watching the power of the ancient gods perform.

"Arthas! Alsace! Alsace! ”

In the nightmare of Enzos, he walked on the avenue of the kingdom with his cloak on, and the commoners on either side, with the warmest applause, greeted their beloved prince and thanked him for saving the people from the plague.

The name is so right, it doesn't seem like a nightmare, right?

But it was indeed a nightmare, for his body was devoid of the warmth of a human being, cold as a dead corpse, and his cheeks sunken under his cloak were deeply sunken, and his face became thin and hideous.

In stark contrast, the pink, snow-white, and crimson rose petals rained down, and wherever he went, he thundered with joy.

So, Arthas, under the cloak, reached out to catch a red petal, rubbed it lightly with his thumb, and for a time there were many thoughts.

Is it lamenting that the grand wedding that should have arrived, the gentle wife bathed in the rain of petals, looking up and kissing herself?

Or do you watch the petals fade in the palm of your hand, dry and wrinkled, and die of life, proving that you are different again?

Shaking his head, Arthas crushed the petals, threw them on the ground, and walked into the palace.

Draw your sword.

Outside, there was a sea of joy, but in the center of the ocean, there was soon a deathly silence.

Under the incredulous gaze of the guards, the prince whom he admired most in the past stepped on King Lordaeron, the father who had just been impaled through the body with his own sword.

One of the greatest monarchs in Lordaeron's history, a father who poured love for his children, was transformed into a lifeless and worthless corpse.

The crown, inlaid with ornate jewels and symbolizing Lordaeron's royal power, slipped from its drooping head and rolled down the steps of the throne.

Arthas didn't look at the crown, but cleanly kicked the body away from the body that remained warm, and drew his sword.

It was a rune sword, and the eerie cold aura emanating from the sword body seemed to absorb the soul of the sword master.

It was a necromantic artifact that completely transcended the boundaries of mortals, powerful and twisted.

Frost Sorrow!

After killing his father, he was crowned king!

"Enzos, are you going to do a cutscene with me here?"

Huang Shang watched from the sidelines of this nightmare created by the ancient gods, that is, the original fate of Arthas.

In order to save the people of Lordaeron infected by the plague, he pulled out the Frost Grief and in turn killed his father and destroyed the country, becoming the leader of the Scourge Legion, the nightmare of countless creatures, the Lich King.

Now in the nightmare that Enzos has built, he is revisiting this route, and it is very real, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the people are arranged clearly.

The power of the ancient gods is incredible.

The most exaggerated thing is this forward-looking, as if even the power of time of the bronze dragon is involved.

It's not like, after the guardian dragon was killed by the reincarnation, the dragon soul was sacrificed to the ancient gods.

Therefore, the resurrection of the Elder Gods is faster than the original plot, and Kel'thugad's circle summoning is not accidental.

There are still many places on the entire continent that have been subtly affected by the ancient gods, but they are not as obvious as the outbreak here.

At this sensitive time, the full summoning of an archmage, so that Enzos could not resist the temptation, stretched out its tentacles, and began to fiddle with mortals.

But the Elder God was originally sealed by the Titan, and when Enzos confronted the seal and reached out his tentacles, a blue square located in the outside world also immediately sensed fluctuations.

"Good!"

Thanos, sitting on the throne, slowly opened his eyes, and the Cosmic Rubik's Cube rotated, accurately grasping an undetectable gap in the defensive cover of Azeroth.

This small gap still can't pass through powerful beings, especially an existence like him at the level of a cosmic overlord, but a force can be delivered.

Thanos' thick fingers sank into the Reality Gem in the aether particles, and a ray of red light flew down.

"Ahh

At this moment, Kel'thugad was already in tears, his hands were picking at his face, his nails scratching at the bloody marks on his face, and then stabbing into his eye sockets, trying to pull out the two eyeballs alive.

Huang Shang's side is the father killer of Alsace, and Kel'thugad is here to replay the constant death of his beloved wife and cat.

This kind of torture is too cruel.

Fortunately, at this moment, the red brilliance of the Reality Gem spilled and exploded directly into the center of the magic array.

In the World of Warcraft, the reality gem cannot exert the ability to modify as you want in the Marvel Universe, but with the addition of Thanos' own cosmic energy and space gems, it is still an artifact that creates miracles.

An artifact that even the ancient gods can suppress.

What's more, Enzos has not broken the seal yet, but only exuded a trace of insignificant power.

Therefore, the magic array was forcefully suppressed, and the erosion of the two people in the battle was also forced to be interrupted.

The Old God was furious and began to repeat frantically: "Enzos! Enzos! Enzos! ”

This magic sound is extremely brainwashing, and in the reverberation of the cycle, it is like countless stones rubbing.

But again, its power was also unswervingly suppressed.

In comparison, a big purple face in the void became clearer and clearer, and finally snapped and snapped his fingers.

A flash of red light!

Modify reality!

"Tides of the Void...... Will come back! ”

The old god's unwilling screams quickly became smaller, like a devil trying to get out of the cage and being pulled back again.

The power of the Infinity Stones remained undiminished and burrowed into Mr. Bigworth's body.

Bang!

The next moment, the entire secret room shook, the magic array exploded directly, and Kel'thugad, almost with his last instinct, launched a teleportation, passing the two people and a cat into the mage tower, and then fainted.

……

Suck! Suck!

After some time, Kel'thugad felt a soft tongue licking his face.

It was a familiar feeling, and it was used every morning when Mr. Bigworth woke him up.

"Alright, I'm awake!"

He opened his eyes and habitually touched the head of his cat, who squinted his eyes and habitually meowed.

But the next moment, Kel'thugad was stunned, crawled up with a rolling belt, held the cat in his arms, examined it carefully, and cheered after half a sound: "Arcane is above, you are alive, you are alive!" Ha ha! Hahahaha! ”

The voice that laughed worse than crying woke up Huang Shang, who was pretending to be dizzy next to him, and he stood up, his eyes gradually regaining focus: "I just seem to have seen a heroic Titan god who saved us from the terrible demons?" ”

Kel'thugad reflected on the tragic experience of being tortured by Enzos, and realized how miraculous it was that he had survived: "It was the ancient god sealed by the Titans in the ancient books, and it was incredible that we survived!" ”

Everything is the effect of the summoning circle.

Cheng also summons the magic circle, and defeat also summons the magic circle.

It's just that magic array, what did it summon?

As for the identity of the savior, he was a little skeptical: "It is the Titan who saved us?" ”

Huang Shang exclaimed: "It's a Titan, a mighty Titan like a blue whale!" ”

Blue whales are also found in the oceans of Azeroth, and are also the most massive creatures.

That's an apt description.

"No, it's not a blue whale!"

However, Kel'thugad recalled, and had a different idea.

He cast a space spell to take one of the purple potatoes planted in the ground outside Dalaran City, peel off the skin, and begin to shape them.

There is no hair, the eyes, nose and mouth are pinched, and the chin of a coconut shoe is made: "Isn't that the case?" ”

Huang Shang: "......"

It's really like that!

White saved you!

Fortunately, Kel'thugad still knew how to repay the favor, and he carefully recalled the fleeting confrontation, and made sure that this purple potato man prevented the ancient god from breaking the seal, and had a position to judge.

Whether the other party is a titan or not, they are all enemies of the ancient gods, and the miraculous power of the other party is also injected into the body of the cat.

"Double life-saving favor!"

Kel'thugad took it in mind, picked up his cat and touched it, and then said with murderous intent: "Now let me see who hurt you!" ”

……

(Tanabata is dedicated to the Happy Grand Chapter, Thanos?) (′??? ') than the heart, there is a ~)

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