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Arcane, Fel, Light, Shadow, Life, Death.
The six high-dimensional forces of this world.
Inside the Dragon Tower, Held looked at the six phantoms hanging in front of her like bright moons, her eyes deep.
Of the six phantoms, the light representing arcane and holy light was the most condensed, almost condensing into a gem. This meant that Held's mastery of these two energies had reached an extremely high level.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the monarch of both.
The remaining slightly dimmer light represents evil energy and shadow, and the dimmest ones are life and death.
However, Held did not care about the latter two. When necessary, she had enough ways to seize and condense the rules of life and death.
Within the light, illusory figures were faintly visible. The Holy Light and Arcane, in particular, were like amber encasing something. Upon closer inspection, one was a six-winged human figure, the other a tortoise-like creature.
These two patterns are also the clearest.
The shadow is represented by a strange monster with fangs like a skinny and slender wild boar.
"The energy collection is too slow."
Seeing the hazy, shadowy pattern, Held sighed softly. Holy Light was fine, after all, it had the foundation accumulated by the Cathedral of Holy Light. Held easily gained control of these ownerless energies.
Arcane energy is also very simple. She only needs to occupy the Well of Eternity or the Sunwell. With her knowledge of magic, it is easy to maximize her authority over all mages.
For now, the fel energy only has one Skull of Gul'dan as a collector, and if necessary, some powerful demons are needed as consumable materials.
As for Shadow, although it can be collected through the Dark Naaru and the Apostle Meme using Diregi's phantom, it is more difficult than other energies because too many people with authority have intervened behind this energy.
And it is impossible for Held to completely destroy this valuable world like the Burning Legion did.
Destruction is not difficult. As long as the balance between plague and holy light is no longer maintained and the plague is allowed to spread wantonly, the lives of the entire world will be sacrificed. The collection of shadows will leap up and become the most outstanding energy in your hands.
But it makes no sense.
If it relied on plunder and destruction, it wouldn't be difficult for Luke to do so. The difficulty lay in how to subtly transfer control of this world and this universe without causing further destruction.
This is a delicate job.
As an implementer, Herder had to take this into consideration.
Fortunately, she is not without alternative options.
Medivh, or the Old God?
Helder opened two phantoms.
One represents the evil energy and the other represents the shadow.
In terms of difficulty, it seemed better to search for Medivh first. However, he seemed to have some foresight, and after she arrived, he disappeared and hid.
Even the mage tower on Deadwind Pass was deserted.
The other party was avoiding her.
Held realized this immediately.
If the opponent who has mastered the hidden power of the Guardian and Sargeras is determined to conceal his whereabouts, it will be a bit troublesome for Held to find him in a short time.
Even with her incredibly familiar timeline observations, she hadn't found any useful information. Furthermore, she didn't have the authority over time here. While she could forcibly observe and use it, using that kind of power in any world would bring some trouble.
Such as those bronze dragons that maintain the timeline?
As a creature with a strong affinity, Held really wanted to catch one and keep it as a pet. However, the other party was slippery and ruthless. After suffering a loss at her hands, he used all his strength to use his authority and ability over time to interfere with her observation while she was observing time.
So it seemed that there was only one other option left for Held.
Ancient God!
Compared to the elusive Medivh, finding the sealed places of these ancient gods would be much easier. Moreover, there was one who even attempted to use his power to influence and infect her.
Although unconscious, Held still felt that he was offended and locked onto the other party's power coordinates.
As long as she could obtain the power of an ancient god, the beacon could be completely stabilized. Even if she couldn't occupy the world for a while, it would not have much to do with her.
She had accomplished her mission! Then, she could use the soul lock connection to find Agatha in hiding and complete the task.
…
Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
A huge rock nest palace.
Without alerting any external barriers or warnings, a tall portal opened.
A swarm of orcs rushed out of the portal, weapons in hand. The last to emerge from the crowd of hundreds of orcs was Held, wrapped in a cloak.
"High Priest!" Grommash bowed slightly while holding his Bloodroar axe.
"Clear the path ahead and don't let anyone interrupt my spellcasting," Held warned Grommash. This place was guarded by bronze dragons and night elves. If they noticed anything unusual, they would definitely swarm in to investigate.
Held didn't want to have any contact with them for the time being.
Inside the rock palace, the shadows were filled with the rustling sounds of densely packed insects crawling. Under everyone's observation, the insects formed a thread like ants, appearing and disappearing in the light and shadow of the tunnel.
Held ignored the insects and headed straight for the sealed area she had sensed. As she moved, all the surrounding insects spontaneously moved away from her, as if Held was some kind of terrifying presence.
There are endless insects to kill.
If she started a fight with these insects, it would cause a big commotion, which might bring some trouble to her trip. So Held had no intention of attacking these insects. She simply used her magical abilities to intimidate and drive them away.
Of course, if any insect could withstand this pressure and even dared to attack her, it would be up to Grommash and Ner'zhul to deal with it.
A sealed door, flowing with the power of time, soon appeared before Held's eyes. The seal on it was strong and exquisite. This was the result of the combined power of the bronze dragons.
Held touched the sealed door, eyes closed, and carefully felt the energy flowing through it. For another mage, it might be difficult to silently unlock the sealed door without alerting the bronze dragon, but for Held, who was also proficient in the power of time, it was not difficult to do so, it just took a little time.
The power of time dissipated like a tide under Held's will, revealing a massive, dark, heavy stone door behind. Grommash led his people in pushing open the heavy stone door for Held.
With a slight roar, the stone door was pushed open to both sides, revealing a long staircase.
Grommash and the other orcs cautiously descended the stairs under the magical light. Before coming, they had learned from their high priest what kind of place this was and what dangers it held.
The monsters imprisoned here may be more terrifying and difficult to deal with than the Dragon of Natural Disaster.
This alone was enough to make them cautious. They were not afraid of facing a strong enemy, but when they knew how powerful the enemy was, they would not be reckless.
No one knew better than them how severe the consequences of recklessness could be when facing a powerful enemy. It was the difference between life and death.
Their eyes soon opened up to a vast expanse of stone, a vast cavern-like chamber. It bore traces of artificial carving, yet possessed the ruggedness and wonder of nature.
The dim cave was filled with moist water vapor, and what rushed into the nostrils was a somewhat unpleasant, stench-like smell of rotting creatures.
A chilling force swept through their sturdy bodies like a cold wind. Suddenly, a chill and fear sprouted from the deepest depths of Grommash and his men's hearts. Like a gnat, it bit by bit devoured their courage and fighting spirit.
The magical light source in Held's hand hung high above the cave like a small sun, allowing Grommash and the others to finally see the cave's appearance clearly.
It was surrounded by solid rock walls, and at the bottom of the steps, there was a pool of black underground water, an underground lake, right in the center of the cave. The water was dark, like stagnant, stagnant water.
At the top of the cave, the sun-like ball of light cast its warm rays on Grommash and the others, dispelling the coldness in their hearts while constantly improving their condition and strength.
"High Priest, do you need us to lure it out?" Grommash glanced around, his gaze finally settling on the dark, ominous surface of the lake. He figured their target must be hiding beneath the lake. Once they could draw it out, the battle could begin.
"No, that lake is filled with shadow power, and you cannot touch it deeply." Held shook his head and rejected Grommash's proposal. She could see that the lake water was even polluted to the point where it was completely replaced by shadow power.
Without sufficient strength and resistance, if one rashly comes into contact with this extremely concentrated shadow power, even his will may be corrupted and distorted.
The ancient gods sealed here were clearly still asleep, otherwise, the moment they were released from the seal, they would have controlled the shadow forces to attack them, corrupting and twisting them. It wouldn't be as peaceful and calm as it is now.
However, Held had no intention of going down to awaken the other person personally. Although these shadow powers had little effect on her, just like a person who loves cleanliness would not easily go diving in rotten water, she would not easily go down and face the ancient god face to face in the shadow power.
But just because they couldn't go down didn't mean they couldn't wake him up. These lakes, filled with, or even formed by, shadow power, could be considered an extension of the Old God's power. As long as the lakes, composed of shadow power, were disturbed, these lakes, acting as sensory organs, would be able to awaken the sleeping Old God.
So the next moment, Held increased the output of the power of holy light.
The ball of light hanging from the top of the cave shone brightly at this moment, illuminating every corner of the cave clearly without leaving any shadow.
The warm light shines on people, and even has a heat that makes people feel that their souls are burning.
As an energy that is opposed to the power of shadow, the water in the Shadow Lake almost instantly boiled like boiling water, gradually heating up before and then steaming up in an instant.
The calm lake surface began to churn, and a sizzling sound of burning echoed in the closed cave.
The water level of Shadow Lake began to drop steadily. Although the rate of decline was slow and insignificant compared to the total volume of the lake, to the sleeping Old God below, it was like a red-hot iron suddenly pressing through his clothes and pressing down on him.
The pain and discomfort immediately woke it up from its sleeping state under the lake.
Rumble!
The cave began to tremble slightly, with fine gravel and dust falling from the top of the cave along with the shaking stone walls. Feeling the trembling of the ground beneath their feet, Grommash and other orcs couldn't help but tighten their weapons in their hands, as if only in this way could they make the courage and fighting spirit in their hearts stronger and more high-spirited.
"Who woke me up!"
"…I woke up again…"
"...I feel the power of the seal fading. Did my servant break the seal?..."
A powerful mental storm, mixed with a maddening whisper, resounded within the hearts of the orcs present. Simply hearing these sounds could sense the chaos and madness within. Those with weaker mental fortitude would likely be instantly corrupted by the power contained within these sounds, their spirits collapsing, becoming nothing more than puppets.
Held's holy light protected Grommash and his men.
The next moment, huge tentacles stretched out from the boiling lake water. They meandered above the cave and then hung down to the surface of the lake, supporting a huge body on the water.
Grommash looked at the ugly and terrifying behemoth in front of him. Just one look at it made him feel like he had been hit hard by some unknown force.
It was a giant creature like an octopus, with large and small spines and open and closed eyeballs on its body and tentacles. On its huge head, above its big mouth full of bony fangs, there was an especially large eyeball.
The Ancient God - C'Thun, the Thousand-Eyed Demon.
This is also Held's ultimate goal this time.
"...Disgusting energy... Damn you..."
Chaotic and crazy whispers echoed in the cave, and the scorching sun above the cave obviously made C'Thun feel uncomfortable and crazy.