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Four pillars of energy shone in the sky of Azeroth from the four directions of Stratholme Cathedral, Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, Sunwell in Silvermoon Forest, and Dragon Tower. Just like ten thousand years ago, the magnificent energy bypassed the defense mechanism of the barrier and opened a space wormhole inside to an unknown area.
This huge movement was like adding a spoonful of oil to a frying pan, and it exploded with crackling sounds.
The guardian dragons and the night elves, as if suffering from PTSD, almost instantly noticed this familiar yet unfamiliar movement.
The ruins of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
The guardian dragons and night elves looked at the pillar of shadow light rising into the sky, and almost immediately thought of the ancient god who was suppressing them below.
However, when they arrived at the sealed place, they saw not an awakened Ancient God, but a strange energy-stimulating device. As for the Ancient God they were thinking of, there was no trace of him.
Without giving it much thought, the device that triggered the huge and uncomfortable shadow energy column immediately became the target of the night elves and dragons.
Bows and arrows were drawn, and natural magic formed by the power of nature bombarded over, but before it approached the device, it was blocked by an invisible shadow barrier.
No matter how many means they used to attack, the barrier remained unmoved and always protected the device.
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Stratholme.
miracle!
Seeing the golden column of light rising into the sky from the Cathedral of Holy Light, the residents of Stratholme came out of their homes, looked at the expanding column of light, and prayed devoutly.
Archbishop Alonsus, Uther and other paladins and priests who were working in the church were aware of the outbreak and activity of the Holy Light energy almost immediately.
Looking at the beam of light that pierced through the church dome and feeling the majestic power of holy light, Uther and Alonsus looked at each other in surprise.
"cross!"
Uther said this subconsciously. In his memory, the only object that could inspire such a powerful holy light power was the cross enshrined in the church.
It is precisely because of that cross that Stratholme has been able to survive the plague to this day. Under the fear of the plague, after experiencing the baptism of the Holy Light, almost every resident of Stratholme has become a devout believer in the Holy Light.
To put it bluntly, if we were to ask which city would have the most people who could become Holy Light priests and paladins in the future, there would be no doubt that Stratholme, which was saved by the Holy Light, would be selected.
As long as you have faith in the Holy Light, it will always give you the strength you need.
No one knows how much power the cross has accumulated among the orcs, but in Stratholme, the whole city is full of its staunch believers.
Alonsus and his companions hurried to the church's prayer hall and immediately caught sight of the cross, suspended in mid-air by a powerful energy. Its entire body was shimmering with intense holy light, its gentle glow becoming as dazzling as blazing sunlight. It stung Alonsus and his companions' eyes as they stared directly at the source.
"Find a way to put an end to it!"
Bishop Alonsus lowered his gaze from the light source and shouted to his disciple, Uther. Although he didn't know the cause of the holy light explosion, he felt a sense of foreboding as he watched the swirling energy vortex in the sky.
"I can't stop it! It's out of control!"
Uther used all his knowledge of the Holy Light, as well as the techniques he had mastered to control the cross, but at this moment, everything he knew was out of control. The cross no longer responded to him, but simply continued to release its stored energy.
"let me!"
Tirion Fordring raised his hammer and leaped forward. With strong holy light swirling around the hammer, he smashed it heavily on the cross hanging in the air.
However, he used a golden spherical barrier to protect the cross firmly in the center, and Tirion's attack was unable to shake the cross floating in the air at all.
Tirion, who stumbled to the ground, and Alonsus and others looked in astonishment at the cross in the air that was almost swallowed by the blazing holy light.
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Quel'Thalas.
Silvermoon City.
King Anasterian, with a gloomy brow, and many high elves stood up simultaneously with expressions of astonishment. At this moment, they once again felt the flow of arcane energy.
This unusual scene reminded Anasterian and the other high elves of the Sunwell, which had become a deadly place. Given the greed of the behemoth within, it wouldn't share even a single ounce of its arcane energy with them.
Could it be that the other party is full?
Or, has something happened to it?
Thinking of this, Anasterian, who exchanged bewilderment with the other elven elders, could no longer endure it and was the first to leave the palace. He had to go to the Sunwell to take another look, even if the process was dangerous.
But just after he went out, he saw a pillar of light composed of the purest arcane energy, piercing the sky. The light was so brilliant and thick that even in Quel'Thalas, Anasterian felt as if the light pillar was close at hand.
"What is that?"
The elven elders and high elves who came out with Anasterian were also looking at the magnificent deep blue beam of light in shock. They sensed that the arcane energy as deep and vast as the ocean was bound in that beam of light.
"It's a space gate. Damn it, who used arcane energy to open the space gate?"
Grand Mage Luo Bihua, who had hurried back from Dalaran, looked at the turbulent sky and his face almost changed drastically. For elves, large space gates opened by arcane energy are always the most dangerous.
The disaster that happened ten thousand years ago may have been long enough for humans to forget, but for the elves who have achieved longevity and even infinite life with the help of arcane energy, it seems like yesterday and is deeply remembered.
The scene before them made them think of the past.
Luo Bihua's angry cry sent chills down the spines of Anasterian and the other high elves, a chill washing over them. Almost in unison, they simultaneously used the newly emanating arcane energy to activate teleportation magic, teleporting outside the Sunwell's poisonous cloud.
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Dragon Tower.
"There's nothing wrong with your body. You've managed the energy balance well," Luke commented after examining Held. "It seems this path is feasible."
"What about C'Thun? Is it still useful to you?" Held did not respond, but instead asked about the unfortunate old god she handed over to Luke.
"Of course, an Old God is the best repository of knowledge for understanding the Shadow and the Void Lords. But if you need it, you can use it. It's not just one, right?" Luke nodded matter-of-factly. He led Held to the innermost part of the tower on the first floor, where the Old God Held had sent was imprisoned.
Seeing C'Thun again, it looked rather miserable. Its tentacles and body had been completely separated, and even the eyeballs on the tentacles and body were neatly arranged, like processed magical materials.
On a laboratory table, there was still a bloody eyeball the size of an adult's head, constantly turning and venting fear.
"What did you do to it? It looks even weaker than when I brought it here?" Held felt the dying C'Thun and the various negative and chaotic emotions it was madly emitting. For a moment, she was a little confused about what Luke had done to it that made its spirit feel so painful.
As an ancient god, he shouldn't have the same fear and emotions humans and other creatures experience. He represents the ultimate in decadence and negativity. He is the very embodiment of darkness.
It's not a problem for you to ask it to bring disaster and fear, corruption and depravity to other lives. It's naturally adept at this. But asking it to experience, feel, and perceive it firsthand is a bit too much to ask of it.
It doesn't have that organ or function.
"Oh, it's a little naughty, and keeps chattering about wanting to corrupt me and make me fall." Luke looked at C'Thun, whose fragmented body trembled and forced itself to move a little further away when he saw him appear, with helplessness on his face.
"So..." Held looked at the rotten scars on C'Thun's huge body, as well as some powers that made her adaptable to and control over all energies but unwilling to feel, with a thoughtful look on her face.
"So, I took it to experience the abyss. Believe me, as this is a precious material, I didn't let the abyss truly infect and corrode it. Afterwards, I even specially prepared an extremely troublesome operation for it.
But it seems like it has awakened something." Luke said frankly.
The abyss he was referring to wasn't the super abyss that had already formed the dimensional world of the original Luke. It was simply the product of Held's energy accumulation in this world. Currently, it could only be considered a small demiplane.
However, the Abyssal energies still seemed to have somewhat irritated C'Thun, a shadow being. The other party's similar Shadow Energy didn't seem to be completely immune to the Abyss's erosion and infection. At least after being deeply eroded by the Abyss, their brains generally didn't work very well.
"Then, can it still be used?" Unsurprisingly, Held hesitated after hearing about the Abyss. She had originally intended to use C'Thun to his advantage in the upcoming battle, but if the opponent was still entangled with the power of the Abyss, she would have to think carefully.
After all, their current goal was to occupy this world, not to destroy it and turn it into another giant garbage dump. If all else failed, she could only go to one of the other sealed locations of the Ancient Gods and try her luck.
"Of course it can be used, please trust my skills. Although the Abyss is difficult to deal with, I am still confident that I can clear it out in a short period of time before it is completely infected and eroded. You see, it no longer has the first form of the Abyss: distortion! Although it looks very much like a distorted life form. But you and I both know that shadow life is like this, isn't it?" Luke assured.
C'Thun, who was hiding in the distance, seemed to understand the conversation between the two. Its mental waves rushed towards Held frantically, like a hundred dogs barking at her.
Although Held was the culprit of all this, if it were asked to choose between Held and Luke, it would choose Held without hesitation.
At most, the female creature just wanted its power.
But this male creature, who seems like a collection of energy, really wants everything about it!
Even a dog wouldn't want to touch the abyss a second time.
Although Held had no good intentions in looking for it, even if he let it fight those Titans, it would at most die. It was better than being thrown into the abyss and being infected and eroded by the abyss and suffering endless torture, right?
If it were truly infected and corroded by the Abyss for a period of time, even the Void Lord wouldn't recognize it. The Shadow Realm would be extremely resistant to its return and entry.
"This is your power." Held opened her hands, and endless shadow power was transferred from her body to C'Thun. C'Thun, who was in extremely poor condition and had a weak breath, was infused with the majestic shadow power, and his physical condition and strength were rapidly restored. The broken tentacles grew back, and the wounds on his body healed as if they were new. When Held stopped injecting shadow power, C'Thun had already regained some of the grace he had when he was sealed in the land.
Held gently grasped C'Thun's palm. Before he could fully appreciate the power he had lost, C'Thun felt the shadow power within him lose control and collapse without its control. Even his massive body shrank with the collapse of the shadow power.
It was clear that even if the shadow power returned to it, control would still be in the hands of that woman. She truly was like the sovereign of all energy. This also nipped C'Thun's nascent thoughts in the bud.
I'm afraid I can't even escape.
"Guard this tower and don't let those dragons and elves disturb me." After Held gave the order to C'Thun, he waved his hand and threw C'Thun directly into a space portal, teleporting it out of the tower.
C'Thun's body continued to expand outside the tower, and its tentacles began to take root again under the earth veins. It was like a tall mountain, wrapping and entwining the Dragon Tower with its tentacles.
The giant dragon Kalecgos, who was flying from Dalaran to the Dragon Tower with his men, almost forgot to flap his wings and use magic when he saw C'Thun suddenly appear in the Dragon Tower with an extremely strong presence.
As he fell rapidly, he suddenly became alert and flapped his wings again, but the dragon's roar was deafening: "Damn it, how could that thing be there! Who unsealed the Ancient God?"