The Great Desert of Tanaris –

Angela's thick walls rise tall, completely isolating the Temple of Angela, a buried Titan ruin, from the outside world, and a powerful magical barrier seals off the ancient city overrun by the Zermen.

Under the watchful eye of the Night Elf sentinels, it has remained silent and tranquil for thousands of years.

Ancient gods are buried deep underground, hatching intrigues and evil plans.

Today, however, that calm is destined to be shattered.

Standing on the desolate sand of Tanaris, Murphy looked at the towering Angela Gate, the strange style of Angela Obelisk and the dilapidated temple, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth, it was really a familiar sight.

I still remember the scene of killing Kthun with Emperor Shenwu at the beginning, but now that I think about it, it was at that time that Nao Zu began to collect the essence of the ancient gods, and was finally seized by the Void Will.

Of course, Mo Fei didn't come here to be nostalgic, he came here for the purpose of collecting the power of the Shadow Authority.

The five Elder Gods, except for the dismembered Salatas, the remaining four are all in line with Murphy's goal - to seize authority related to the Void Shadow.

However, if you want to say that the most familiar, it is naturally Cthun, after all, he has been here once, and after the war, Murphy has also gone deep into the palace and labyrinth under Angela, and is very familiar with the terrain here.

In that case, let's just take the Cthun knife.

In a flash, Mo Fei's figure had already escaped into the ground, through the wall of Angela.

The power of the earth allows him to escape beneath the ground, whether it is the towering wall of Angela or the underground labyrinth of the Angela Worms, it may be a difficult and insurmountable obstacle for others, but for Murphy it is like his own back garden.

In a short time, he had gone deep underground, in the sealed prison of Cthun.

He walked through the ancient stone gate, into the dark corridor tunnel, and into the final gate, looking directly at the vast flesh and blood of the Elder God.

Cthun's mountain-like body lay across the darkness, squirming and twisting, its massive eyeballs emitting the purple light of a faint void in the darkness.

Countless tentacles surrounded the fleshy body, some of which were covered with barbed flesh thorns like thorns, some of which had large cracked mouths, and some of which had eyeballs on the top, blinking at the crowd.

This nightmarish sight fell to Murphy's eyes, but it was so kind.

The Cthun he fought at the beginning seemed to be just a shell, but now he can finally fight with his body.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ke, I'm here to see you, how is it, are you surprised?"

Mo Fei said this to himself, looking at the huge monster in front of him with his hands in his pockets.

As if sensing a threat, Cthun's huge eyeballs shook violently, a strange purple light flickered in them, and countless tentacles swept towards Murphy......

Mo Fei looked at the dense tentacles that were attacking him, but he didn't mean to dodge, and raised his hand - Dragon Thunder!

The roaring thunder rang out like a heaven-shattering sound, and the dazzling crimson thunder light and the purple light of the void complemented each other......

Ten minutes later—

Rumble!

In the violent explosion, the huge eyeball of Naksuen was directly exploded by the red dragon thunder, and it exploded from the inside, scattering pieces of flesh in the sky, and a rain of flesh and blood fell in the dark underground prison.

Mo Fei looked at the huge body that was torn apart in front of him, and stretched his body very happily.

The hearty battle made him feel quite comfortable.

I have to say that the combat power of the ancient gods is still very strong, although the strength is weaker because of the relationship between being sealed, but the blood volume is really thick, and it is very resistant to beating.

Let Mo Fei fire at full power, which is very refreshing.

Since becoming a god, due to the strength of the relationship, there are few opportunities to fight to the fullest.

But now it's over.

Murphy looked at Cthun's broken body with some regret, it was still alive and twitching due to its strong vitality, but it was no longer a threat.

Reach out - power deprivation!

The power of the shadow was frantically sucked out of the flesh and blood, turning into a black hole-like sphere that sank into Murphy's body.

Shadow Authority—Forged.

Mo Fei checked it, it was just a medium authority, and it was even weaker than Akmund, but it was understandable that one was a version of the boss in its heyday, and the other was a weakened body that had been sealed for 10,000 years, and under normal circumstances, the Elder God should be stronger than Akmund.

But it's okay.

Murphy is not going to continue to collect the shadow authority of the other three ancient gods, first, there is no need, second, the remaining three places are not familiar to him, Yugsaron is sealed in the temple of Ulduar, where there are guardians arranged by the Titans to guard, if he wants to take it, he has to fight the guardians first, so it is easy to alarm the Titans.

He didn't know exactly where Ashaji was buried, but Enzos, the depths of the sea, were also not easy to find.

Or Cthun is the easiest.

Anyway, as long as you have the authority of the shadows, you can't bother with that effort for the time being.

The Shadow Authority is easy to solve, but it is the Holy Light Authority, and it is a bit lacking in the way you want to get it.

There are a large number of god-level existences in the Void Camp, and there are five ancient gods alone.

In contrast, although the Holy Light camp occupies a very important dominant position in the game, except for a group of Naru, there don't seem to be any god-level powerhouses with a particularly sense of existence.

The God of Light only exists in the background, and even in the original story, the God of Light does not exist.

I don't know where to look.

As for the demigods or something, they have no idea at all.

Mo Fei has a headache, but if he doesn't understand it, it doesn't mean that others don't understand either, just go find someone who understands this knowledge.

At this time, there was the sound of dense footsteps of Angela insects outside the dungeon, and Mo Fei did not continue to wait, and a teleportation technique teleported him out.

An hour later, Murphy was already on the bustling streets of Stormwind.

Since there is no player intervention in this time and space, the history of all developments is the same as the history of the original Warcraft.

Now is the time when the Scourge is raging, the kingdom of Lordaeron has been occupied by the undead, turned into the realm of the dead, Arthas personally destroyed the kingdom he once guarded, which is similar to the timeline of the game, one was destroyed by the undead scourge, the other was destroyed by the Void Dark Domain, it seems that the disaster of Lordaeron cannot be escaped.

Far south, however, the Kingdom of Stormwind is recovering from the trauma of orc warfare.

The magnificent city of Stormwind was rebuilt under the leadership of Van Cleef, the leader of the Stonemasons' Guild, but the stonemasons were forced to take the risk and become the enemies of Stormwind due to the corruption of the nobles.

Looking at the bounty notice on the bulletin board, Van Cleef's slightly cold and fierce face, Mo Fei couldn't help but sigh with emotion, although his goal is to liberate the world that is about to be destroyed by gamers, but I have to say that in a world without players, things are not really so rosy.

It would be nice to have both, preserving the player's ability to change history and eliminating the player's latent instinct to destroy the world......

Murphy thought, but looked beyond the bulletin board to the towering spire in the distance.

It was the top of the Cathedral of Stormwind, and the person Mohad was looking for should be there.

Passing through the crowded trading area and crossing the stone bridge over the canal, Murphy walked into the square of the church district, where it was extremely quiet and peaceful, and the solemn chant came from the church, making everything seem so solemn and sacred.

Murphy was in a relaxed mood, he had been here before, no, the cathedral he had been to had already been destroyed in the war...... But he still feels like he's back in the same place.

Different planes, different historical developments, give him a wonderful sense of wandering between history.

When Murphy walked to the cathedral door, just in time for the morning prayer to end, the monks came out of the church in twos and threes.

As he walked through the crowd into the church, several monks glanced at him, and a paladin walked up to him, looking at him warily.

"The midday prayer is over."

"I'm not here to pray, I'm looking for your archbishop."

"You are?"

"An old man."

The monk's face changed slightly, and a majestic voice came from behind the monk.

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to know Your Excellency, although I am old, but I have not reached the point of old confusion, please explain the meaning of your origin."

Mo Fei looked up and couldn't help but be happy, it was him.

"Benedictas, hehe, I didn't expect you to come to Stormwind and become an archbishop."

Benedictas in another plane has taken refuge in the Void, and it is not difficult to see from this that his heart is not as firm as it seems on the surface.

"I want to know something about the Light, can you answer it for me?"

Murphy's tone made Benedictas unhappy for a while, and he didn't even need to be honorific, which was really unknown.

"I'm afraid I don't have this free time, please leave, Tucker, and send this gentleman away."

The paladin was just about to step forward to stop him, but Mo Fei snapped his fingers lightly, and the paladin's movements suddenly froze in the air.

Everything around them froze, and the monks who walked out, the choir that was singing, and even the church bells stopped turning.

There was silence all around, and the whole world was silently still.

"Do you have time now? Archbishop. ”

Benedictas looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, looking elegant but with a bit of unfathomable bearing.

Aristocrat? Prince? Or maybe it's some powerful mage?

This ability to pause time shocked and terrified Benedictas.

"When—of course, may I ask, who is Your Excellency?"

"I am just a traveler, and for a great mission, I must know the information about the Light."

"Then let me ask."

"First question, are there gods in the Holy Light camp?"

"There is no god in the Holy Light, the Holy Light is an idea, a belief, a yearning for beautiful things, there are no gods, only the piety of the believer."

"And to whom do you pray?"

"We pray to the Light itself, it fills the world, it is everywhere, as long as you have goodwill in your heart, with positive emotions such as justice, courage, honor, etc., the Light will answer your prayers and send blessings."

"Are there any supernatural beings in the realm of Light? Different from the transcendent existence of mortals. ”

Benedictas flashed a look of remembrance, "I have seen visions in prayer, and in the infinite darkness, there is a life that radiates holy light to answer my prayers, to answer my confusion, I don't know what it is, but it is undoubtedly something sacred......"

Sacred things...... Maybe it's the Void Lord pretending.

"What does that thing answer you? Did you say what it is? ”

"The divine being calls himself Naru, a servant of the Light."

Naru, that's useless.

Naru's combat power is not comparable to that of the Elder God Void Lord, and it is impossible for him to have the power of authority.

"Naru, it's a pity that that's not what I'm looking for, what I'm looking for is an existence with the authority of the Holy Light, a god or a demigod with the power of the Holy Light, do you know this kind of thing?"

Benedictas shook his head, "I've never heard of anything like it...... Who the hell are you? After all, he couldn't help but ask again.

"It doesn't matter, since you don't know, forget it, just let me not be here, it's good for you."

Murphy patted Benedictas on the shoulder, turned and walked out of the church.

With a snap of his fingers, everything around him was back in motion.

The singing, the conversation of the monks, and the church bells rang again.

Mo Fei was a little disappointed, it can be said that he got nothing.

However, he didn't give up, and turned to Murphy and walked towards Stormwind Fortress again.

Since the followers of the Holy Light don't have any information, let's start with the official intelligence network of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Soon Murphy was in front of the magnificent Stormstorm Fortress, and when he reached the door, the guards immediately stopped him.

"Stop the citizens, this is the royal palace, not a place where civilians can enter and exit casually."

The guard looked at Murphy warily.

"I'll go to King Varian, tell me about it, and say that his old friend has come looking for him."

Of course, Murphy didn't know Varian on this plane, but he naturally had a way to get Varian to comply.

The two guards looked at each other, but they had strange expressions.

One of the soldiers asked suspiciously, "Don't you know that the king is missing?" ”

The king is missing? Murphy was stunned, he recalled it, and quickly remembered this episode.

In order to seize control of Stormwind City, the black dragon princess Onexia used Soul Splitting Varian into two, and the cowardly Varian was locked up by her and prepared to be used as a puppet, while the brave Varian was captured by the unexpected Naga and sent to a desert island.

Later, he also ran to Karimdor as a gladiator, and had a series of adventures, and finally regained his memories with the help of his friends, exposed the conspiracy of Onexia, and defeated the evil black dragon princess.

But that's all for later, and the cowardly doppelganger hasn't even appeared yet, indicating that Varian should have just disappeared.

I didn't expect it to be so unfortunate, but it doesn't matter, the rulers of Stormwind City should be Duke Berval and Onexia disguised as the human Countess Catlana.

"Then go and inform the Countess of Catlana for me, and say—her master has come to find her."

Five minutes later, Murphy met an angry Onexia in the living room.

"Bold, you arrogant guy who doesn't know whether to live or die, you dare to claim to be my master, do you know that I am ......"

"I know who you are Onexia, put away your big lady's temper, if you still want to live." Murphy said nonchalantly.

As she spoke, the dragon god majesty on Mo Fei's body was instantly released, and the powerful aura made Onexia speechless with shock, and the powerful coercion that came to her face made her tremble all over, and she couldn't raise the slightest will to resist.

Even her father, Deathwing, didn't have such a terrifying aura.

"You, who the hell are you?"

"It's not important." Mo Fei's pupils instantly turned into dark golden vertical pupils, and that deep gaze made Onexia subconsciously lower her head, and the instinct of the dragon clan made her immediately realize that the person in front of her was the superior of the dragon clan.

This kind of induction of dragon power is particularly common among dragons, and many times the two dragons can distinguish each other's strength and status just by looking at each other.

The mysterious man in front of him was undoubtedly the superior person he had never seen before in the dragon clan, and he might even be even more terrifying than his father.

Even those dragon kings were far from being so coercive.

"Salute to you, sir, what are your commands?" Onexia, however, became obedient in an instant, fearing the strong, which was the nature of the Black Dragon Clan.

"Gather some intel for me, and if you do a good job, I don't mind giving you a small reward, otherwise—hehe, you won't want to know what will happen."

"Collect all the information about the Holy Light, on this continent, has there ever been a very powerful controller of the power of the Holy Light, whether it is a god, a transcendent creature, a mortal, or any relevant information, you have twenty-four hours to do this, and I will be in your room and you will wait for the result."

"It's my lord, I'll send someone to do it."

Onexia lowered her head and slowly exited the living room.

As soon as he went out, he immediately turned into a commanding look and said to the guard, "Let Shore come to see me." ”

Shore is the head of MI7 in Stormwind, and in the past he was directly responsible to the King, but now nominally under the command of the Duke of Berval and the Countess of Catlana.

"Give me all the information about the Light at once......" Onexia repeated.

Shore was dumbfounded, since King Varian's disappearance, Stormwind has been under the control of Duke Berval and Countess Catlana.

In the face of this order, he could only nod his head and accept it......

But he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why did this countess suddenly become interested in the information of the Holy Light again?

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"Good job," Mo Fei said casually, looking at the thick stack of information in his hand.

Onexia, or Countess Catlana, stood deftly aside.

Mo Fei flipped through the pages one by one.

Most of them are worthless, hey, this one is kind of interesting.

According to the intelligence, a few months ago, the army of the Scourge army swept through the western realm of Lordaeron, which is now known as the Western Plague Lands, but when the army marched to a chapel in the wilderness, it stopped, and the death knights who led the army tried to destroy the small chapel, but they were killed for unknown reasons.

Later, Arthas himself led an army of the undead to attack the chapel, and no one knows what happened, but the end result was that the army of the undead suffered heavy casualties, Arthas retreated in disarray, and immediately stopped its expansion to the west, and the army of the undead stopped in front of a small chapel.

The chapel originally had no name, but after this incident, some paladins who had survived the natural disaster rushed there, and they named the chapel the Chapel of Light's Wish, believing it to be the Light's last hope.

As for the miracles that took place in the Chapel, the surviving Paladins claim that the Chapel was protected by the Heroic Spirits because the remains of the warriors who fought for Lordaeron were buried in the ground of the Chapel.

The remnants of the local population were convinced of this and gathered around the chapel, considering it their last refuge.

Murphy couldn't help but laugh when he saw this, this kind of thing is only those ignorant farmers would believe, Arthas is not afraid of even living paladins, how can he be afraid of the corpses of a group of defeated men killed by him?

There must be something special about that chapel.

(End of chapter)