Crazy Stairs - When Duke and his party entered this area in Ulduar, they were at a loss for words to describe it.
The surrounding scenery is actually similar to the Guardian Temple area. It is still a super-giant palace built according to the standard of giants.
Everyone is here to kill the evil god, and seeing this giant Greek-style colonnade that requires dozens of people to hug has turned from being shocked at first to being accustomed to it now.
The temple is still the same temple, but the smell and atmosphere in the air are completely different.
Everyone originally thought that the feeling here would be like that of the Temple of Angela or Hakka, full of traces of worship of evil gods, but who would have thought that it was not like that at all.
The surroundings were filled with a transparent atmosphere, spreading a...slight sense of pleasure.
The feeling was very faint, so faint that one could hardly feel it.
But Duke was very alert.
As a time traveler who has watched countless horror films, he is well aware of the secrets to the success of horror films.
If a terrifying atmosphere of death is created right from the beginning, then this horror film is doomed to fail at the box office.
From ordinary to horrible, that's single serving.
From happiness to horror and despair, that is not a double blow, but a quadruple or even tenfold blow.
This is the psychological gap from heaven to hell!
So the paste rule is - first of all, we must create a happy and peaceful atmosphere.
Duke looked around, expecting someone to notice.
Who knew that the calm and wise man didn't see any, but the Irel of the waves did find one.
"La la la la!" Yirel hopped forward with ease and joy. His special, slightly crooked S-shaped legs looked like they were equipped with a small spring, and his light posture reminded Duke of a primary school student carrying a small backpack on his first day of school.
Putting it on the Irel means "I didn't take medicine today, I feel cute!"
What the hell are you so cute about!
Duke is upset! Duke is furious!
Without saying a word, he went up and grabbed the little tail that was swinging back and forth.
"Ah!" Irel screamed.
Then someone named Du kicked him in the butt, almost knocking him to the ground.
"Duke, what are you doing?" Not calling Duke the commander-in-chief was a sign of improvement. If he had called Duke 'commander-in-chief', it would have been a male-to-male confrontation.
"Silly! There's something wrong with the air!" The moment Duke finished speaking, the heroes in the Alliance reacted in unison.
Magni and other scientific guys immediately took out gas masks from their storage bags.
Jaina had already activated the Ice Shield, and in one breath she expanded the range of the shield a hundred times, wrapping up the entire group of Alliance heroes. She was also a Sun, so this was not a big burden.
Duke shook his head and frowned, "No, stop it all, these things are useless. What I mean exactly is that the air around us has strange energy from the spiritual realm."
Magni put away his gas mask and Jaina retracted her shield.
"Ah?" Tirion and others didn't understand.
"Do many people feel a little happy and joyful?"
"Yes, a little bit!" Everyone reflected on it.
"The more calm and determined a person is, the less likely he is to be influenced." Duke said this, and everyone understood.
"I don't understand!" Magni frowned and said, "Tirion, Gavinrad, Maraad, Liadrin and Yrel are all paladins, and the other four don't feel anything. And many people, even if they don't believe in the Holy Light, just feel a little excited, why is it that only Yrel..."
Irel seemed to realize that something was wrong with her, so she just covered her butt and stood there with her hands on her butt, looking aggrieved. She didn't dare to complain about Duke kicking her butt.
Duke put a hand on Irel's head: "Didn't you notice? This guy is the youngest!"
When Duke gave the answer, Ilucia and Calia felt as if an arrow had been shot in their hearts. From the perspective of humans, the elves and dwarves present were mostly old demons.
If we have to talk about age, all human women are aunties. It's just that after they have immortality, they ignore the age limit.
Forever eighteen, and forever beautiful.
Even if the body's age is constant, the increase in age and experience will eventually make people more stable.
Only Irel, although he is already the leader, but deep down, he is a real girl!
Duke suddenly felt a little envious of the Draenei. They grew up very early, then went through an extremely long adolescence, and finally their bodies rapidly declined when they died of old age.
Coupled with his own amazing magic and fighting talents, he is definitely a natural warrior!
Duke looked at the aggrieved Irel, sighed, and comforted her: "It's okay. Being young is not a fault, and none of us will target you. It's just that when facing Yogg-Saron later, anyone with a weak will or a gap in the heart may be targeted by Yogg-Saron. Perhaps when the mental shock comes, many ugly things will be done. Until then, please bear with me."
Maraad walked up and bowed deeply to Duke with his burly body. "Thank you for your reminder, Commander. It is better to make a small mistake now than to make a fatal mistake when facing a strong enemy later. Our leader is young and impetuous, and he needs your care and advice."
After that, he almost bowed to Duke again with his head on his tauren.
Irel felt wronged, but she did what she was told. There was nothing she could do about it, since Maraad was Velen's appointed "minister of life" who was specifically responsible for giving her advice and supervision. Maraad would never argue with Irel about major issues, but he would give her firm "sanctions" for her occasional off-line behavior. Irel was a little afraid of Maraad from the bottom of her heart.
On the surface, Duke calmly accepted Maraad's thanks and was satisfied with the effect of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, but in his heart he felt a little... annoyed.
I'm not afraid of anything happening to my tauren, I'm afraid of something happening to myself!
Duke was not at all afraid of simple head-on attacks, but as for the mental attacks of the Ancient Gods, well, it should be... okay!
After a brief mobilization, everyone finally passed the hall that was supposed to be General Vezax's base and arrived at the top of the Stairs of Madness, the largest hall of terror in Ulduar.
In the huge dome-shaped temple that could fit several football fields, there was no trace of Yogg-Saron. Everyone's attention was focused on the unknown Vrykul woman in the middle of the temple hall.
She was a beautiful woman wearing a dark yellow short top that exposed her navel, and a dark green long skirt.
Under the dark brown hair is a simple silver headband, which sets off a handsome and heroic face.
Since she was a quasi-giant Vrykul, she was not a petite girl. She was at least three meters tall.
Who is she!?
If you think about it, it's hard to blame Thorim.
Yogg-Saron was imprisoned in Ulduar for not just a day or two, but twenty-five thousand years.
There is no absolutely perfect prison in the world. No matter how airtight the cage is, it will eventually be damaged and leak.
As the saying goes, you can guard against thieves day and night, but you can never guard against thieves in your
After Loken was controlled and completely brainwashed into becoming a loyal servant of Yogg-Saron, the personalities and past histories of the several guardians were no longer a secret.
Character determines destiny!
For an evil god who is good at mind control, mastering these means mastering the key to controlling the guardians.
Without the help of outsiders like Duke, even the four guardians, Thorim, Hodir, Freya and Mimiron, would have been controlled by Yogg-Saron for a year or two and completely brainwashed. In the end, they would probably have been killed completely like they did with Loken.
Although the four guardians have awakened now, if they can control it once, they can control it a second time. With Yogg-Saron's familiarity, the second fall will suraely be faster and deeper.
Maybe a simple beating won't be enough to sober him up the second time.
"Ah..." Duke sighed, then his expression changed and he said sternly: "We will take over!"
Behind Duke, a slender woman in red suddenly began to transform under Sarah's gaze. In just two breaths, she turned from a tiny human into a huge black dragon.
Before the black dragon came over, she took a deep breath. There were so many fire elements accumulated in her lungs that even through the thick scales, muscles and bones on her chest, she could clearly see the yellow light blooming inside.
Deep breath!
Blazing flames spewed out of its mouth and nose, looking like a sea of fire. The terrifying high temperature and heat were so intense that even the bravest Faceless under Yogg-Saron dared not endure it.
Only three Faceless Men leaders were actually caught in the crossfire, and most of them chose to dodge.
However, even though they protected their heads with their arms and half-crouched to eat, the three guys did not die on the spot. Their arms were burnt and mushy, and even the skin and flesh were melted into one piece.
However, they seemed to feel no pain, and when the power of Deep Breath weakened, they tore their own flesh and rushed towards Onyxia.
However, no one noticed that, without anyone noticing, eight Faceless Bosses were separated by Onyxia's ultimate move...
Facing the faceless leader monsters that attacked her one after another, the Black Dragon Princess was not afraid at all. She roared, twisted her body, and swept her meteor-hammer-shaped tail, which was more than ten meters long and had terrifying spikes on the end, across.
It immediately displayed its momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops, and at least four Faceless Leaders were affected. The one at the front was not hit directly, but the third one was hit by the spikes of the dragon's tail, and his right chest and abdomen were immediately covered in blood. The fact that the first one was not hit directly did not mean that it was fine, it was also swept away, like a bowling ball that was hit and flew away.
It was not until this moment that everyone was shocked to find that the four guys who were hit actually rushed out of the battle circle in four directions and rolled in front of the four guards.
"Wow! That's awesome! No one can slack off today!" Gavinrad grinned.
Now, everyone can see it.
Onyxia, the so-called guardian dragon, seems very fierce, but is actually a bit cowardly. She has no intention of fighting desperately. Her fighting style has always been "following her heart", well, it all comes down to one word: "cowardly"!
But she is thick-skinned and strong, and if she is not at the front, could it be Calia leading the charge with a hammer?
So she used her ultimate skill to directly disperse the opponent, and then they lined up to divide the fruits. Each Guardian of Ulduar got a leader-level Faceless Man.
Her subtext is clearly: You can't get close to Yogg-Saron, right? You can just deal with its minions, right? Come on, one for each of you, no one can take a day off!
Freya was the first one to see what was going on!
Being questioned in public for being lazy was a shame for a guardian. The giantess' face was filled with shame and anger, but she couldn't vent her anger.
The giantess stomped her feet hard, and the faceless leader in front of her immediately began to tremble violently under his feet.
The earth-attribute attack of Earth Tremor made the Faceless Man unable to stand steadily.
"Come out! My ally!" As Freya shouted, two huge ancient trees lifted up the solid bricks from the gaps in the temple floor tiles, stretched out thick and powerful branches, and tied her up tightly!
"You filthy creature hiding deep underground! Now I will grant you the judgment of light—" Freya then used Sunshine. The high temperature and heat of the dazzling sunlight was the most terrifying killing move for the Faceless Men.
A series of murderous moves directly beat the Faceless Leader into a half-crippled state.
The Winter Temple Guardian Hodir looked cold on the outside but was hot on the inside. He first used Freeze to send out a cold breath to lock the struggling Faceless Leader, and then used Quick Freeze to trap half of his body in the ice. Facing an opponent who stuck his head out like a mole but couldn't retract it, he laughed and raised his huge hammer.
The black head of the hammer was a bit like a large square wine glass, with an extremely cold breath constantly emanating from it. There were four sharp ice spikes on the outside of the hammer head.
When Hodir's ultimate skill Frozen Smash hit hard, a rare and wonderful scene was revealed.
The head of the Faceless Men leader exploded like a rotten watermelon, but all the blood, flesh and fluid splattered everywhere and were completely frozen in mid-air before they fell to the ground.
As if to show off, Hodir deliberately left the body of this powerful faceless man behind him instead of destroying it completely. Perhaps he wanted to leave it for later viewing.
Thorim's Thunder is the most violent and simplest. It is an exaggerated lightning strike that turns an area as big as a basketball court into charcoal. As for the Faceless Leader in the middle?
Hehehe! What is that black thing? Think about it yourself.
Among the four guardians, Mimiron was the most powerful. He first used his ugly robot to fire a Plasma Main Cannon, killing the Faceless Leader in front of him.
Almost at the same time, P3Wx2 laser barrage poured out. This extremely gorgeous laser beam was simply not something that a mortal body could resist. Under this unreasonable laser barrage, all the enemies in two basketball courts were wiped out.
The three Faceless Men leaders were first pierced through their bodies by several extremely exaggerated laser beams, and then the heads of dozens of laser guns on the robot arms turned, and the dense laser beams easily cut the bodies of each leader into dozens of charred meat pieces of different sizes.