The four people who regrouped, led by Sylvanas, silently advanced into the depths of Niolosa.

Firefighter has been testing the stability of spatial coordinates. To her dismay, the deeper she went, the more unstable the spatial coordinates became. She was no longer able to sense the overworld's space-time anchors. "What's going on?" She questioned Sylvanas, "Didn't you say that going deep into Niorosa is the only way to have a chance to open the portal?" ”

Sylvanas nodded, "That's right. Neolosa's only stable gap in time and space was in the room of the Elder God. ”

The Orc Overseer clenched his axe: "Kill it like last time?" ”

"No," said Sylvanas, "forget the last experience." Neolosa is alive, and we are actually in the body of the ancient gods. Every time the path is completely different. ”

The orc looked confused: "Then how do you lead the way?" ”

Sylvanas suddenly turned her head so that everyone could see the icy red flames burning in her eyes. "As a dead man," her voice was frosty, "I can see the soul of the old god. He was so powerful, and the light of his soul was so sharp that I couldn't ignore it. The Blood Elves have always complained about why the people of Azeroth are intolerant of their morbid thirst for magical elements. Just look at it and see that such a dangerous force should never exist."

The firefighter hesitated and asked, "Do we have any hope of victory?" Listen to your description, He seems to be very powerful. The gods of this world should be very powerful, right? ”

Sylvanas smiled, "In this chaotic plane, victory is his. But if you succeed in getting you away, the future will be reversed. ”

As they spoke, they entered a larger room. I don't know where the ancient god devoured it from. The frescoes on the walls are ancient and mysterious, with the skulls of strange beasts hanging from the pillars and a depicted animal resembling an oriental dragon on the shield underneath. The entire room was swallowed up in half. Half of it is a brick wall, and half of it is a wriggling pitch black glue.

Several monsters were waiting in the room. A battle broke out in an instant.

Nan Xiao took the initiative to go up and carry the line. With the blessing of a huge amount of basic attribute points, he now has thousands of blood in 5 seconds of battle. Physical and magical damage reduction has also reached 80% of the limit. The monster slashed at it with a knife, and dropped more than 100 or 200 blood, which was completely like tickling. What shadow monsters, what death armor, all of them are younger brothers.

Walking through the room, through the unfamiliar courtyard, the never-before-seen statue stood in the barren grass, watching this strange little procession.

Theoretically, Nan Xiao should have an easy time dealing with these little monsters. However, he felt a sense of crisis.

Power is draining.

Just as the plug under the bathtub had been pulled out, Nan Xiao clearly felt a hole in his strength. Energy...... is draining and forming a growing attraction. The force tugged at him, as if there was a whirlpool ahead of him, and he couldn't wait to swallow him in.

"Do you feel Him?" Sylvanas asked, "Feel His calling to you?" ”

"It's kind of sort of, like an attraction—"

He may have sensed it and wanted to take back his strength. We'll have to pick up the pace. ”

However, this baguette-like ruin is really long, and people want to vomit. Walking through one room and another. There is no consideration for the functionality of the house. Bedrooms and halls, libraries and dining rooms, often put together for no reason. Walking up a staircase, through a hidden door in the wall, I was surprised to find that there were monsters in front of me. Squeezing into the corridor is like taking a sauna.

The corners of the corridor were littered with corpses, blood soaked the floor, and everything was so weird here.

It's disgusting to have stuff like this everywhere.

Further down, they came to a large hall. Inside there are beds surrounded by curtains...... Wrong, it's the dissecting table. Many half-dissected corpses were thrown on the table, even covered with dust.

This place has probably been abandoned. Look at the thick dust, it's obvious that no one has been here for a long time.

At the front of the hall was the largest dissecting table, on which lay a corpse that looked like a human, but was obviously taller than a human, at least two and a half meters tall.

"Behind that." Sylvanas said with certainty.

However, behind the dissecting table is a wall, which is so thick that it should not be smashed.

Nan Xiao stretched out his hand and pressed it next to the corpse on the dissecting table, and the wall opened to both sides.

"How do you know there's a mechanism there?" This time it was Sylvanas' turn to be shocked.

Nan Xiao was also puzzled. "I do know," he said, "that it seems to have been in my memory since the beginning." ”

"It must be because you share some of the power of the Old Gods," Sylvanas said, "be careful." The erosion of the Old Gods is pervasive. ”

Behind the wall is a tall escalator, the end of which is hidden deep in darkness, as if leading to hell.

"Right there." Sylvanas stared into the depths of darkness.

"Hah!" Sarufar swung his axe, "So what are you waiting for, let's go and cut that guy down." ”

The four of them stepped onto the escalator and continued down. The darkness consumed them, and they did not hesitate.

Eventually, the four of them stormed a room they hadn't seen before. It has a very imposing stone door, tall and majestic, majestic and strong, and a huge black eye carved above the door. When I pushed the door in, I always felt as if that eye was staring, which was very uncomfortable.

Inside the door is a palace. It is flanked by magnificent columns, and in the center is a high platform. Double staircase with a heavy scarlet carpet. Everything here is very old, the floor is broken, and there are traces of a fight everywhere.

At the end of the carpet is a statue. Very strange statue, a bit like an octopus, but not an octopus. He had a thousand wrists and feet and a thousand eyes. The strange thing is that it is obviously a stone statue, but after staring at it for a long time, I feel that those wrists and feet are shaking slightly, and my eyes seem to follow the footsteps.

"Don't keep staring, you're going crazy." Sylvanas warned.

Sarufar roared in anger and slammed his axe into the ground. In the burst of broken bricks, he laughed wildly: "Orcs...... Never be enslaved by anything again! To hell with the demons and the old gods! ”

The firefighter took out her knife and slashed it on her arm. As the blood flowed out, she woke up.

Their actions alarmed the people kneeling in front of the statue and praying.

Judging from the back, the prayer is a lady with a nice curve. She knelt gracefully in front of the statue, motionless.

The man slowly stood up and turned, revealing a withered face under the hood. "Don't disturb the dreams of the dead," her voice was hoarse and dry, "and the corpse should rest in peace." ”

Sarufar was so angry that every hair stood on end, and his eyes were about to split: "Alexstrasza? What did that guy do to you? ”