Forty days later, south of Kalimdo.

The wind and sand of Silitsus, as it has been for hundreds of years, the scorching heat of the weather has made the Cenarion soldiers stationed here and guarding the ruins of Angela look lazy all day long, and they can't keep up much energy at all.

"Hey, haven't you heard? ”

At the entrance of the Angela Temple, a Night Elf warrior turned his head towards his companion and said, "A month ago, the magic leader and his wife of the Dalaran Kingdom were killed, and now Northrend is full of monsters called Faceless, and more than 100,000 people have died. ”

"Mind our!" The druid, who was questioned, replied impatiently, "Can you let us leave this place early?"

Approximately four hundred and fifty years ago, the Cenarion Council and the Night Elves joined forces to wipe out the forces of the Angela Swarm Empire in the Second Battle of the Quicksands, and killed the Twins who started the war.

Since then, Silisus has reverted to a state of uninhabited state.

In order to prevent the swarm from escaping the net and re-emerging in the temple, the Council of Cenarion sent an army of more than 5,000 men to be stationed in every key place in the temple, which only rotated every twenty years.

The two Night Elves who are talking at this moment are as strong as the top tier.

Even at the moment when super-level powerhouses are overflowing, top-level professionals are still relatively scarce and the main combat force, and their lives will be very comfortable in other places, and in this desolate region, they can only eat sand all day long.

"Seven years, five months, and twelve days!" another professional complained, "My skin is blown out!"

In line with the principle that men and women are not tired of working together, Cenarion is stationed in the army. There are also a fair number of female members, most of whom are tall and beautiful Night Elves, which makes every male member of Cenarion flock to them.

The professional who just complained was a beautiful woman with a good face.

"I don't want to stay here anymore, but this is the task arranged by the above, and I don't want to wait until the end of the reign period. ”

The captain of the ten-person team was a night elf with a beard, and the strength of the thirteenth-order upper rank allowed him to clearly hear the low complaints of the team members, and immediately responded with a straight face: "So we still huh?"

The words are not finished yet. The captain was stunned.

Just as he spoke. He vaguely sensed a terrifying aura that frightened him, and it flashed after rushing towards him from the front, but after carefully feeling and identifying it for a while, he could no longer feel any clues.

"Looks like I'm going to be schizophrenic too. "Let go of the doubts in your heart. Captain Beard thought secretly.

Actually, this Night Elf professional. It's not hallucinations. Just a short time ago, below where they were standing, Yang Long came from afar. It was speeding underground, heading for the depths of the Angela Temple.

Forty minutes later, Yang Long arrived at his destination.

About 2,000 meters below the palace chamber where the Twin Emperors were killed, there was a palace about the size of the ruins below Ulduar, and there was darkness and silence in the palace.

"Since I'm here, what are you hiding? You should have sensed my escape. ”

Yang Long emerged from the middle of the palace, and after sweeping the surrounding dark area, he said lightly, "Maybe you need to call out your lowly creations and give you disgusting names?" ”

Rumble!

As if something had been stimulated, the palace that could not be seen suddenly became brighter, and the difference between darkness and polar day did not have any effect on Yang Long, and he immediately saw the creature he had already perceived.

Thousands of eyes, large and small, were distributed in all corners of the palace, and they all turned to look at Yang Long.

"You, you, you're really out of trouble!" The trembling voice came from somewhere, and countless blue and purple eyes trembled with the sound, and their eyes were extremely timid and fearful.

This reaction made Yang Long frown.

"You seem to be very reluctant, and it seems that the other guesses are really not wrong. Yang Long ignored the many eyeballs, his eyes looked in one direction, and said in a calm tone: "You have indeed sunk and become a poor scum, Cthun." ”

Yang Long's words were unceremonious, causing Cthun to fall into a rage.

"Why do you say that about me?! I am the great god of the ancients. Countless eyeballs followed the shout, and at the same time, from the center of the pupil, a dense light shot out, hitting Yang Long's body.

In other words, through the appearance, it hit Yang Long's body.

However, Yang Long, who had been on guard for a long time, did not suffer any harm at all, but said even more sarcastically: "Don't deceive me with words that deceive ants, we all know what you are, Cthun." ”

"So what? aren't you too," Cthun's voice stopped abruptly as he retorted.

Shout!

Tens of thousands of tentacles of different sizes suddenly appeared from the air near Yang Long's incarnation, mercilessly piercing into the surrounding purple eyeballs one by one, extinguishing the rays while sinking deep into all parts of the palace.

"No! no!" Cthun screamed, "You have"

The entire palace seemed to be shaking violently, and large and small stones rained down, quickly submerging this secret chamber deep underground, and burying Yang Long's figure and the remaining words of Cthun.

However, the violent vibration did not stop, but was transmitted to the positive Silisus.

In particular, the southernmost temple of Angela, as well as the area of the ruins of Angela, collapsed and sank in an instant in a violent shaking, drowning the unsuspecting members of Cenarion in tens to thousands of meters underground.

Only a few powerful professionals who are close to the surface have been able to escape with all their might.

"What the hell is going on?!" The ten-man team at the gate of the Angela Temple, fortunately without any casualties, was shocked by the shock in their hearts, and sat on the ground in a daze, while the bearded captain shouted in disbelief.

And 10,000 meters away from the temple of Angela, the summit of the mountain range on the east side.

Yang Long, who was intact, stood on the top of the peak with his eyes squinted, looking down at the mess in the distance, with a slight sarcasm on his face, and after looking at it for a while before retracting his gaze, he whispered to himself: "Sure enough, the previous decision was correct." ”

Cthun no longer exists, merging into Yang Long's body.

And Yang Long's native hidden in another dimension, originally the same appearance as Yug Saron, not only has his body increased by five times at this moment, but also dense purple eyes have appeared on his body full of fangs and big mouths.

The two ancient gods were originally one.

Now Yang Long's strength has risen sharply, although there is no actual combat response, but in his own estimation, it should be far beyond the level of the super-level powerhouse, as for how much more powerful than the transcendent, but only after the battle can know.

Absorbing Cthun's body and memory, Yang Long saw his future.

Endless years ago, an ancient creature of unparalleled power was born in the twisted void, and by chance passed through Azeroth, which had been transformed by the Pantheon, and merged into this world in a parasitic way.

Sensing the anomaly of Azeroth, the Titans returned shortly after.

So an earth-shattering battle ensued between the Ancients and the Titans, and finally at the cost of the death of an important member of the Pantheon, the Ancients were defeated and dismembered, and five pieces of their bodies were sealed throughout Azeroth.

The most important core was sealed in Pandaria and thrown out of the world of Azeroth.

Three of these dismembered bodies became self-conscious, the future Yog Saron, Cthun, and Enzos, the most powerful of which was Yog Saron, who had been guarded by the five Wardens of Odua.

In a flash, countless years passed, until Yang Long, who awakened in Pandaria, returned with the core of the ancient gods.

"The next thing is to take back the rest of me, and then I'll be whole. Yang Long said to himself, sensing something, he raised his head and smiled evilly at the sky on the right, and his body sank into the earth

(To be continued......)