Eastern Continent, Cursed Lands.

When Yang Long absorbed the power of Nodashir, the army of the Faceless Ones he had unleashed before was also constantly launching waves of attacks that were almost equivalent to suicide against the garrisons of the alliance forces of the major kingdoms who were preparing to flee from the Dark Gate.

The war lasted three whole years.

In the initial battle, the coalition soldiers who gathered the elites of all races, under the leadership of dozens of super-level powerhouses, were able to easily eliminate the faceless ones who came to attack, and only a few low-level soldiers suffered casualties.

However, over time, the average strength of the Faceless has continued to rise.

After six months, each battle resulted in the death of one in ten non-commissioned officers, after one year, each battle resulted in a quarter of the casualties, and after two years, the casualties in each battle were close to one-half.

Finally, today, the coalition defense line collapsed.

"Wrath of the Holy Light!" Nadiavida Evelyn snorted, and under the stimulation of the Holy Light energy in her body, the golden light curtain used her as a dot and rapidly expanded in all directions, enveloping the surrounding area of nearly a thousand meters.

The faceless beings in this range immediately burned all over their bodies and howled, rapidly melting and evaporating into wisps of green smoke.

An empty space was immediately cleared of the battlefield, giving a large number of exhausted professionals a chance to breathe, and hundreds of critically wounded and dying sergeants to heal their wounds and return to the battle.

More Faceless Ones rushed up at once.

After three days and three nights of fighting, Nadiavida Evelyn has lost count of how many enemies she has killed, and she has lost count of how many comrades she has saved. The original high-spirited fighting spirit has long been replaced by numbness, and it is just a mechanical constant fighting and killing.

The vast majority of those who fled have left, and all that remains are warriors determined to die.

In addition to not being able to evacuate due to the collapse of the defensive line, the professionals who are fighting with their lives also have a great responsibility, that is, to destroy the connection between the Dark Gate in the warped void, so that the compatriots who retreat to the outer regions will not be a major trouble.

Even if it is worth sacrificing most of its combat power for this.

The situation is out of control until now, and the mage group is constantly busy at the Dark Gate, stripping off the defensive magic array originally attached to it, analyzing and placing the magic array that can cut off the teleportation ability of the Dark Gate plane.

"Hold on for two more days. Hold on!" said Nadiavida Evelyn.

It was almost the moment when the words fell. The earth began to shake violently, and the army of Faceless Ones let out a roar of excitement at the same time, a terrifying pressure that palpitated from the direction of the swamp of sorrow to the northwest.

It's like a dark cloud pressed by black. Coming from the edge of the heavenly machine.

The super-level powerhouses closest to the dark clouds. It was as if I had seen the most terrible sight. His face froze in fright, and he was immediately pounced on and killed by the faceless people around him, and only a few strong people could get rid of their inner instincts and escape.

"Elder God!" an angry roar rang out from near the Dark Gate.

A sword will not know how many times it has been resurrected. Killed by Vizaks, who was far inferior to himself, Varian Wrynn, King of the Stormwind Kingdom, took a deep breath, his whole body tensed and trembled, and he rose into the air and flew towards the dark clouds.

Enraged by this move, the Faceless Ones threw their fighting opponents behind and pounced on them in an attempt to intercept them.

However, at this moment, Varian-Ureon was already at the strongest state of battle intent and strength, and the faceless ones who attacked from both wings were hit by the qi waves around him within a range of nearly a thousand meters before they could get close, and all of them turned into powder, regardless of their strength.

The homebuyers who had lost their rivals were all nervously watching Varian-Wrynn's figure.

King Varian-Ureon, the most powerful of the coalition forces, was like a meteorite with a blinding light, piercing into the clouds of inky black smoke, and the thick clouds could not hide the silver waves of qi emanating from his body.

Whew

The inky black smoke contains a powerful corrosive force, and the creatures touched by the smoke, whether they are allied professionals or faceless, whether they are low-level or super-powered, will be wiped out in a few seconds without any difference.

Varian-Wryon was the only one who rushed into the depths of the clouds with the smoke on his shoulder.

Nearly 50,000 meters deep into the clouds, a creature hundreds of meters tall and identical in appearance appeared in Varian-Wrynn's field of vision, with black hair and eyes, and a large amount of black smoke evaporating from its eye sockets.

It was Yang Long who had completely absorbed the power of the World Tree.

Facing the imposing Varian-Urien, the corners of Yang Long's mouth pulled out a sarcastic smile, turned his head slightly, and his eyes stared, and two pillars of smoke with a diameter of more than ten meters shot from his eye sockets towards the unavoidable enemy.

Bang!

The two huge energies exploded, and the overflowing energy expanded the area of the dark cloud several times, making Varian-Wrynn's figure completely revealed, and instead of bringing comfort to the pros watching the battle, it brought them despair.

Varian-Ureon, the last glimmer of hope for the coalition forces has been defeated.

Now Yang Long's strength has surpassed all living beings, even Varian Urien, who is a transcendent, is just a slightly more powerful ant in front of him, and he can be destroyed with just a slight mention of strength.

The Coalition Professionals, who had lost their leader, were quickly wiped out in despair.

The army of Faceless Beings all over the mountains quickly found the last part of the fifth piece of flesh and blood of the Ancient God, and respectfully brought it to the Dark Gate, where Yang Long, like a giant, was standing.

After letting go of the flesh, the Faceless One immediately departed with interest.

At the last moment when the coalition forces were wiped out, under the attack of Nadiavida Evelyn unleashing the strongest force at the cost of her life, the Dark Gate was still destroyed, temporarily cutting off the possibility of Yang Long's invasion of the affair.

"It's a pity" The girl-like super-level priest sighed a little unwillingly.

The body that turned into holy light, after consuming all the life force, is in the moment of crumbling little by little, and there are only a few seconds left for Nadiavida Evelyn to live. Without fear, he looked up at Yang Long, who was as huge as a mountain.

Integrating the flesh and blood of the ancient gods into himself, Yang Long said expressionlessly: "It's a pity, the people who left are just gluttonous." ”

Nadiavida Evelyn's face flashed with anger, but Yang Long didn't give her a chance to speak, and with a press of his hand, all the body changes of the holy light dissipated, and a wisp of golden soul was also absorbed by him.

Yang Long, who has obtained all the flesh and blood, is about to usher in the greatest moment.

Almost in the next instant, Yang Long's huge body shattered, and all the faceless ones that were with him turned into a thick black mist. The space was shattered by a massive energy response. And it spreads in all directions.

Click

The shattered space expanded rapidly, reaching as far north as Kazmodan and south as deep as the Endless Sea, almost half of the entire eastern continent. They all fell into the chaos and chaos of the cracks.

After millions of years of division. The Elder Gods are about to be reunited

Twenty-one thousand five hundred and seventy-two years later.

Stroll through the heart of the Endless Sea. Near the great whirlpool that has been stirring for tens of thousands of years, Yang Long, whose height and appearance have returned to the appearance of the earth in his previous life, actually has some expectations in his heart at this moment.

Thirty minutes ago. Yang Long awoke from his slumber.

After all kinds of twists and turns, the ancient creatures in the twisted void, led by Yang Long's will, not only recovered their complete bodies, but also integrated the entire world of Azeroth into themselves, which was not much different from the peak of the ancient gods.

According to the divine thoughts in his memory, what Yang Long had to do next was to enter the Twisted Void and devour the next world rich in energy.

However, after this thought appeared, a call from the dark suddenly appeared in his mind, for Yang Long at this moment, everything in Azeroth was a part of his body, and he arrived at the maelstrom with just one thought.

Without thinking about it, Yang Long threw himself into the whirlpool.

It seemed to be a time to breathe, or perhaps it was across a long time and space, and the place Yang Long found himself coming to was not the expected core of the earth, but the front of the time flow at the source of the Cave of Time.

A handsome young man in white stood in front of Yang Long.

This young man looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, just like an ordinary human being, but he released an ethereal feeling of standing above all living beings, which made Yang Long naturally put him on an equal level, and did not immediately kill him.

"You're here. The boy said hello like an old friend.

"Who are you?" Yang Long frowned.

Hearing Yang Long's inquiry, the young man showed a charming smile, and there was not necessarily any energy fluctuation, and with a stroke of his hand in front of him, a spatial crack opened, revealing the chaotic and violent twisted void inside: "What's inside?"

Whether it was in his previous life or now, every guy who played tricks in front of Yang Long was unceremoniously tortured to death by him.

However, at this time, Yang Long was very surprised that he couldn't show any anger, and after glancing up and down at the young man, he walked in front of the spatial crack, stretched out a hand and didn't enter it, his face immediately changed, and he took a few steps back.

The arm that stretched into the spatial crack had disappeared at this moment.

It wasn't that Yang Long was attacked, but when he put his hand into the spatial crack, his arm that sank into the spatial crack was as if it didn't belong to him at all, and it directly dispersed and dissolved into nothingness.

Even this spatial crack gave Yang Long a feeling of non-existence.

"You're right, Yang Long. The boy also took a step back, and looked at the old butcher with an unchanged smile: "The world of Azeroth we live in is, to some extent, illusory and non-existent. ”

Even if there was a guess in his heart, Yang Long was still shocked.

"You mean, neither I nor you exist?" Yang Long had already believed the young man's words in his heart, but he still couldn't help but retort: "Then what is the point of all this? Why did you appear in front of me?"

The boy's smile was very genuine, and he sat on the ground casually.

"Of the many worlds of Azeroth that you have experienced, only the world where the Elder Gods exist, the world you grew up in, is real, but only in a relatively semi-real state, and everything else is illusory. ”

"The existence of these worlds has its own necessary significance, and all your experiences are necessary. ”

The boy didn't finish his words in one breath, but clapped his hands and said, "The real world of Azeroth, which is a part of your current being, is half connected to the real twisted void, and half is connected to something in my grasp. ”

"Something?" Yang Long grasped the key point.

"Your potential is huge, and I need a good helper, and the reason why I am in front of you is to give you a choice. The young man did not answer Yang Long's question, but said what he meant:

"Become my helper or subordinate, or enter the real twisted void and go on the unfinished path of the Elder Gods?, whichever one you choose, you will know the truth you want. ”

"What if I choose to kill you?" Yang Long said with a question, his whole body surging with strength.

The straightforward threat did not make the boy the slightest wary, but made his smile brighter: "This body is not my essence, and my appearance at the moment is just an illusory influence, not what I am. ”

As if responding to the young man's words, his appearance began to change rapidly.

All the creatures in the world of Azeroth, whether they were men, women, children, high or low, or creatures from the myths and legends of Yang Long's previous life, or unheard of existences, flashed in front of the young man at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, he regained his youthful appearance.

"Oh, I almost forgot. The boy smiled apologetically and continued, "The disciple you've been looking for is that human girl from the world of Azeroth, who is not in a world of the True Twisted Void. ”

This information made Yang Long's face sink down, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Then what is your choice?" The young man seemed to be completely unaware of Yang Long's hostility, and said to himself: "Do you choose to enter the Twisted Void as a free body, or do you want to become controlled by others for the sake of your beloved disciple?"

Rumble!

The huge energy burst out in an instant, and the ink-colored mist gushing from Yang Long's body directly engulfed the young man who had not finished speaking, and the body that was brewing with huge strength was completely swallowed by Yang Long without the slightest resistance.

Tranquility soon returned to the Cave of Time.

After standing quietly in place for a long time, Yang Long reopened his eyes, he had learned all the truth that the young man had not said, and he had made a final decision in his heart.

Looking at the glittering river of time, Yang Long raised his feet and disappeared calmly at the starting point of time

(To be continued......)