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The rumbling roar resounded in the cave and in the souls of the orcs. Even though those who came this time were the elite among the orcs, they were caught off guard by such a strange and evil attack, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts and souls tremble.
At this moment, a huge tentacle rose from the dark lake like a dragon turning over, with the tip of the tentacle raised above its head, and then like a collapsed stone pillar, it lashed down heavily in their direction.
Grommash had no doubt that if such an attack were successfully carried out, it would be enough to inflict heavy costs on those gathered together.
This is something Grommash cannot accept!
He could accept the death of his tribe members, but he could not accept this sudden disaster.
A thick light shield transformed into a thick wall of light. Held extended his hand, blocking C'Thun's tentacle attack. The collision of Holy Light and Shadow created an inevitable conflict.
C'Thun's tentacles made a sizzling sound, just like a human body being burned by high temperature.
"...Bug, you pissed me off..."
C'Thun's furious roar once again transformed into a mental storm, fiercely assaulting the orcs' minds. The power of shadows and whispers of the void lingered around them, lingering in their ears. But their minds were only a trance, and before they could corrupt or taint themselves, they were completely extinguished by the blazing holy light.
C'Thun discovered that his bewitching power had not played its due role, which made him even more angry. As a creature of the void, he did not care about other races and lives, but as a creature of the shadows, he hated the Holy Light.
Originally, he thought that these two people were pathetic mortals who knew of his existence, had mastered a little power and were trying to destroy him, but now it seemed that the female mage who was always standing in the front was indeed a character worthy of his special attention.
But that's all.
As one of the Old Gods, C'Thun has seen too many characters that he could focus on in his life. But without exception, no one can resist their power except those Titans who are lucky enough to seal him.
Under the whispers of the void and the erosion of shadows, they will all fall, they will all be corrupted, and they will all become puppets that obey his orders.
In exchange for the other party unlocking his gift, C'Thun decided to transform them into shadow creatures, to serve him forever and work for him and the Void Shadow!
"...Sink, eternal darkness has descended..."
The shadow power in C'Thun completely erupted, the deep lake water rose into the air like an explosion, and the shadow energy turned into waves that hit every corner of the cave.
The holy sun, which shone brightly above the cave and was extremely annoying to C'Thun, was completely washed away and swallowed up by the rising lake water the moment the power of shadow erupted, like a bonfire covered by waves. When the waves receded, the warmth and brightness of the flame were gone.
The thick wall of light in front was corroded layer by layer by the power of shadow, and finally only a thin wall as fragile as paper remained.
The next moment, a massive tentacle lashed out at the light shield, smashing it into tiny, star-speckled fragments. The surging power of shadows surged across the ground like rising water, attempting to engulf Held and the others.
However, all the shadow power disappeared as it approached Held. The place where Held stood was like the eye of an energy storm. Endless shadow power swirled on the ground, creating a huge vortex that was completely swallowed by Held.
As more and more shadow power was devoured, Held's body and life state inevitably began to transform into a shadow creature. The holy light on his body disappeared, and was replaced by shadow energy like C'Thun.
If Held had not reminded them before coming not to interfere in her battle with the Old Gods without her request, Grommash would probably have taken his people and tried to snatch Held out of the center of the vortex of shadow power without any consequences.
Of course, the greater possibility is that if he rushes forward with his men, they will be shredded into pieces by the repeatedly compressed high-concentration and high-quality shadow power.
Now he could only retreat step by step with Ner'zhul and other shamans and their people to avoid the shadow vortex that was constantly expanding on the ground.
"...stupid bug..."
Feeling that his shadow power was constantly being drawn out by the shadow vortex and gathering into the body of the female creature, even C'Thun, who had lived for so long, had never seen an opponent in his long life who dared to actively absorb the shadow and did not care about the erosion and transformation of the shadow energy on him.
In his view, such behavior is naturally self-destructive and hopelessly stupid.
No one can resist the shadow.
Not to mention actively absorbing it.
This is equivalent to actively embracing the energy of the shadow and automatically choosing to join the shadow camp.
This saved C'Thun a lot of trouble. He had originally thought it might take a lot more effort.
Swallow it, swallow it!
The more greedy one becomes, the faster one will corrupt and degenerate. And the faster one will become his puppet. So, instead of stopping the drain of his own power, C'Thun actually increased its output.
The scene suddenly became strangely quiet.
In just a short period of time, C'Thun looked at Helder, who was still absorbing his shadow power like a bottomless pit, and couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.
The other party had already absorbed a full tenth of his shadow energy. Although he was far from his prime, even with his imprisonment and weakened condition, even one tenth of his energy was logically enough to corrupt any life on the planet. Based on experience, the other party had inevitably been completely transformed into a shadow creature, becoming his puppet, slave, and servant.
But he didn't sense any control or command from the other party. Instead, his energy continued to leak endlessly towards the other party. This situation was beyond C'Thun's imagination.
So C'Thun felt that he could no longer continue to supply energy like this, and he prepared to cut off the energy supply to the opponent.
But the situation struck him as somewhat absurd.
He couldn't stop the loss of his own energy.
In other words, he had opened the gate, but now, for some reason that he could not yet understand, the gate could not be closed.
Grommash, Ner'zhul, and the others looked in horror at the high priest whose aura had changed dramatically. This situation was somewhat beyond their expectations. Of course, they had been warned not to be surprised by anything they saw.
"...Stop! Bug! This is not a power you should covet..."
C'Thun's somewhat exasperated mental storm resounded once again. This time it was not a condescending verdict looking down on insects, but rather a kind of hysteria after being enraged.
"What are you referring to? These shadow powers?"
The vortex of shadows continued to spin with Held as its center, and the vortex continued to expand, causing C'Thun's shadow power to dissipate faster.
As a shadow creature, shadow power is his lifeblood! It's his body tissue! It's the source of his strength! With so much power lost, his size inevitably shrunk a bit.
This was the first time he had suffered such a severe blow since being sealed.
C'Thun no longer thinks about turning the other party into his puppet and servant. He decides to kill the other party and take back his lost power!
He must extract the opponent's soul, torture it severely with the power of shadow, and listen to the opponent's soul wailing every moment as punishment.
So he waved his powerful tentacles, intending to use brute force to interrupt the opponent's endless absorption.
A massive shadow blade, brimming with dark energy, met the falling tentacle. Under the astonished gaze of C'Thun, the sturdy tentacle and the black shadow blade crumbled upon contact, being sliced in two without hindrance. An octopus-like tentacle fell directly into the shadow vortex below. Without a struggle, it was crushed by the vortex, transformed into the purest shadow energy, and then gathered within Held's body.
"…"
C'Thun had never encountered an enemy like Held. Held absorbed the power of shadow, which all life except shadow life could not avoid, without reservation.
Yet, the other party showed no obvious signs of corruption. Having absorbed so much of his shadow power, he was still able to maintain his sanity and will, and maintain the stability of his life form. This was simply beyond C'Thun's cognition!
He actually felt that this female life before him was even more unreasonable than the Titans who had sealed him in the first place! At least they wouldn't think of eating him!
C'Thun even felt a sense of death. The Titans were too cautious to truly destroy them, who had achieved a certain symbiosis with this world. But this female life before him seemed to be the nemesis of their shadows!
Thinking of the Holy Light energy the other party had initially used, C'Thun's mind, already drowsy from the seal, subconsciously froze. The fusion of two opposing energies without an explosion was simply outrageous!
But C'Thun knew he had to fight tooth and nail, or else the other side would devour him. Just because the Old Gods were difficult to kill didn't mean they were immortal.
More tentacles stretched out from the gradually drying up Shadow Lake, and the surging shadow energy attacked Held like a rainstorm.
However, all attacks were transformed into the purest shadow power and then swallowed by the shadow vortex.
Held opened his arms towards C'Thun, and black chains stretched out from all directions, wrapping around C'Thun's tentacles and body. C'Thun's massive body was even pulled out of the Shadow Lake by the black chains, hanging in mid-air.
Cyttorak Crimson Girdle [Revised].
Or should it be called C'Thun's Shadow Chains?
"... vile thief... insect... you can't..."
C'Thun struggled hard, but this modified magic seemed to be set according to the power that was bound to him. In principle, it was against himself.
Without external help, no one can break free from this bondage by their own strength, because this is a struggle against one's own strength.
If Agatha knew C'Thun's current situation, she would probably feel a sense of sympathy. In her previous confrontation with Held, she had experienced this kind of brutal and unreasonable power.
All the strength and skills will be cracked and transformed by the opponent, and then turned into the opponent's resources to fight against her.
All I can say is that he is worthy of inheriting all the apostles of Ancient One.
When it comes to stealing various energies, converting and applying different energies, filtering out dangerous energies and maintaining one's self, Held does it even better than the Ancient One she knew and remembered.
And there is no limit to what the other party can bear and transform. At least Agatha has never seen her limit from the other party.
Agatha, who can also play with energy and absorb energy for conversion, knows better than anyone how far Held has gone on this road and how desperate it is.
The god of elements and psychic powers?
No, in Agatha's opinion, Ancient One has greater ambitions. She chooses the path of restraining and stealing all energy based on her own characteristics!
Once all the energy is cracked and stolen by the opponent, it will become her own power. The more characteristics of the energy, the richer and more complex the opponent's methods will be.
As for the energy conflicts and other issues, Luke had undoubtedly helped her solve them, at least for now.
Agatha had certainly grasped the depth of the bond between the Ancient One and Luke, a bond as unbreakable as the Vishanti Trinity. While she still couldn't fathom why Luke had lent the Ancient One his own new energy, capable of devouring and assimilating, to achieve godhood, this energy was undoubtedly well-suited to the Ancient One's current path.
"…I am willing to surrender…"
His body had shrunk greatly, his aura was constantly declining, and C'Thun, who was already extremely weak, finally couldn't help but convey his spiritual thoughts to Held.
If he is absorbed for a longer period of time, he will probably fall into an eternal sleep.
Perhaps C'Thun's plea for mercy worked, and Held finally stopped the vortex of shadow. As the last bit of shadow power merged into her body along with the receding vortex, a pattern representing shadow appeared on Held's forehead.
But in the next moment, a holy light pattern replaced the shadow pattern, and the rich shadow power on Held's body was no longer leaked under some strange technique. The erosion and transformation of the shadow quickly dissipated from Held's body until she regained her original appearance.
Under the dumbfounded gazes of C'Thun, now reduced to the size of a frost wolf, Held's body once again shone with the warm power of holy light. This holy light, much thicker and richer than before, formed a circular light barrier, trapping him within.
This made the weak C'Thun feel extremely uncomfortable, as if his whole body was being burned all the time.
"Let's go. After we take C'Thun away, anything unusual here should be discovered soon." Held stretched out his hand, and the Holy Light Ball Cage suppressed C'Thun's body and shrank it together, eventually turning it into a ball of light, which was caught in Held's hand.