The Elder God, this is a strange existence, in the Pantheon materials, this Void Lord is dedicated to corrupting the world's creatures, called "light and dark parasites", which has revealed the nature of the Elder Gods.

It is a parasite of the world!

Under normal circumstances, once a world is infected by the ancient gods, this creature will draw power from the core of the world to expand itself, and then use the power of the void in the body to corrode the world from the inside, and the outermost manifestation is the flesh and blood fungus blanket covering the surface of the world, the flesh and blood proliferation tissue like a mountain, like the deepest part of the world's nightmare ** fermented garbage and lesions, eventually, it will turn the entire world into a huge flesh and blood abscess, and then release the power of the void in the world, Evolve it into a coordinate for the Void forces of the Shadow Realm to invade the real world.

And those star spirits who have been successfully infected by the Elder Gods will become the most powerful warriors of the Void Lords, and under their dark will, they will bring disaster to the entire stars.

However, in the eyes of the Void Lords, everything in the universe will eventually die of heat, and what they do is really "saving" the world...

Different positions naturally lead to different conclusions.

And Azeroth is a strange planet, we have said this sentence many times, compared to other planets can be easily taken down by an ancient god, Azeroth's size is undoubtedly terrifyingly large, millions of years ago, the Void Lords examined Azeroth's potential, in order to corrode this unique planet, they put 5 light and dark parasites on Azeroth at once.

Even the mighty Void Lord would need 5 Elder Gods to ensure the fall of Azeroth, which shows the endless potential of the star spirits bred by this planet.

But... There is a little accident at this point in the story.

After the 5 Elder Gods struggled through the rift in the world, broke the Titan's seal, and reached Azeroth, they became very weak, and in order to corrupt the world, they had to regain their strength... In this case, between the ancient gods, something is not very "harmonious".

4 evil guys join forces to devour the weakest companion...

Since then, there have been 4 ancient gods in the history of Azeroth, and the fifth ancient god has been hidden in time and history, but... The strange structure of the ancient gods determines that their soul power is as strong as the ** power, so even if they lose their bodies, the fifth ancient god still did not die so easily, on the contrary, she took advantage of this opportunity to quietly hide under the world.

Hiding in her lair, she watched as her compatriots enslaved the elements and built a glorious and vast dark empire in the pristine land of Azeroth, and she saw the disputes and wars between the Old Gods, eager to devour each other and eventually become the only and most powerful Elder God to achieve the goal of completely corrupting Azeroth.

She saw the endless armies driven by the four Elder Gods slaughtering madly across the land of Azeroth, she saw Ashya defeat the other Elder Gods one by one to become the most powerful, and then she saw the return of the Titans, and she saw the wrath of the gods of the Pantheon... See the terrifying scene of the leader of the Titans, Almansur, the mighty king of the gods, reaching into Azeroth and uprooting the most powerful of Asshaks.

She saw with her own eyes the place where Asshath was connected to the core of the planet being torn apart, she saw with her own eyes the Well of Eternity where the wounds of the world evolved, and she saw the fall of the invincible Elder Gods.

From that moment on, the faint Fifth Old God knew that the methods used by the Elder Gods to corrupt the world would not work in Azeroth, because this world was special, and in order to achieve the will of the Void Lords, she must learn to endure, and she must learn to be patient.

After the rise of civilization, the fifth ancient god, the young lady named Saratas, observed these weak creatures, and after seeing the development of their civilization, the young lady realized that maybe through these civilizations, the ancient gods could really corrupt the world, so she chose to participate in it, however, year after year, in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the young lady no longer knows how many hosts she has chosen, but she still doesn't see hope.

Until now... Relying on the sudden rise of the Darkblade Army, Saratas sees a glimpse into the future, and she sees the hope she has been pursuing... That glimmer of hope is hidden in the shadows behind the terrifying Great Lord of the Dark Blade.

She had to seize that hope, but Saratas didn't realize that the moment she chose to become a hunter, the other hunters had also noticed her emerging from the darkness.

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"Another 37 heads have been returned..."

In the Shining Plains, in the Holy Light Church in New Stormwind City, the warm sunlight sprinkled on this beautiful land with the sea breeze, and the white marble church was between the large pillars and the walls engraved with divine scriptures, and the reflected sunlight accurately shone on the Holy Light statue in front of the corridor, covering the statues of the heroes with a beautiful veil of light, making the church more and more sacred.

But at this time, the mood of the Chaldean archbishop could not be better.

He held a fluttering document in his hand, but the blood-drenched numbers on it made everyone who had seen it unable to let go.

Before the operation to rescue Mekatok began, the Imperial side was ready to bear the revenge of the Dark Blade, but who did not expect that this revenge from the Dark Blade would be so quick and so ruthless.

On the third day of Mecatok's return to the Empire, more than 300 blood-stained heads were placed at the door of the city hall of the White Tower Port of the Thousand Needle Stone Forest at night, those were the secret agents of the Empire who had broken into the Federation, and that scene made the entire White Tower Port boil, and the news could not be hidden, causing the people who had just settled down to feel the terrible malice from the Dark Blade again.

But that's just the beginning.

Since that day, the heads of Imperial agents have been sent back to the Empire almost every day, and to make matters worse, the Darkblade Intelligence Service has also shifted the battlefield of the war in the dark to Kalimdor.

In the past 10 days, the Empire's intelligence services have lost a third of the Empire's eyeline, and while no attacks have been detected against civilians, 27 nobles involved in government affairs have been eliminated in the Empire.

This is only a brutal agent war in the shadows, in the northwind tundra of Northrend, the defense line of the draenei, humans and brassbearded dwarves is under the frantic attack of the Darkblade warband, and His Majesty Arthas has led reinforcements to the continent, but the four fortresses that humans have spent months building in the northwind tundra have all been razed, and even the dwarves and draenei have been implicated.

According to the soldiers who escaped, the Dark Blade did not slaughter them, but General Locke, who was on a mission in the North Wind Tundra, and a legion under his command were declared missing in the war, and it seems that the elite army of 3,400 people should have fallen into the hands of the Dark Blade.

"Tyrion... That's, is that your warning? ”

Although his heart was already occupied by darkness, the Chaldean Archbishop was at least a very sincere believer on the surface, and he closed his eyes, and a trace of undisguised pain flashed in his compassionate face.

It was clear to all the discerning people that this was a warning and punishment from the side of the Dark Blade, who was thwarted by the request of the Emperor of Lothar to start a full-scale war to crush human civilization in one fell swoop, but they used this cruel way, with those bloody numbers, to tell the Human Empire...

This is the end of provocation!

"I told you, Chaldeans, that foolish plan of yours would only anger him, the only high lord of the Darkblade Legion who would be willing to be kind to you."

Saratas's voice sounded in the Chaldean mind, and the old god lady taunted her chosen host with a hoarse laugh:

"At the cost of so many lives, what did you get back? A craftsman who would rather do nothing than make weapons for you, ha... What a loss-making deal, right? ”

"Mecatok's significance to the empire is significant."

The Chaldean Archbishop retorted softly:

"Only the most stupid short-sighted person would think that all the Empire needs most at the moment is a few weapons, that the Great Craftsman has begun to design our own production lines for the Empire, and that the dawn of enlightenment of Imperial Engineering will be opened by his own hands. One or two new weapons will not change our weak situation, this is a war between civilizations and civilizations, and it is not limited to the success or failure of the First World War... The dark blade has the advantage of the dark blade, the empire also has the advantage of the empire, and our human resources are beyond the reach of the civilization across the sea, which is doomed, as long as we find the right path, our development speed will be faster than theirs! ”

The archbishop drew a religious symbol on his chest and slammed the document into the bag, as the three kingship agents who ruled the Stormwind Kingdom, he was very busy with his daily work, and now, he was rushing to the town hall to preside over a meeting.

"Ma'am, with all due respect, you are incapable of understanding the true meaning of the battle of civilizations."

Chaldea ended his communication with Saratas with a sentence, he knew that his life was already connected with this mysterious fifth ancient god, but he also knew that the fifth ancient god had a certain purpose, and this purpose needed to be achieved with his hands.

At least for now, the relationship between the two of them is one of mutual help.

The Chaldean carriage slowly drove through the streets, and the construction of the new Stormwind City was underway, and it was expected that in another 7 months, the city would be completed, and at that time, the 11 settlements in the Flash Plains design of the Stormwind Kingdom would also be completed simultaneously, and the kingdom's civilization would be rebuilt after the people found new homes and repaired the social, commercial and agricultural relations.

It's been a tough process, but with the progress so far, everything is going well, except for the bloody revenge from the Darkblade side, which is a bit helpless.

"Restored"

As he reached a certain street junction, the carriage stopped at high speed, allowing the archbishop in the carriage to lean forward subconsciously, and then he heard the frightened neighing of the horses and coachmen pulling the carriage.

"Wow"

A large black shadow flapped its wings through the sun-drenched street, and in less than a second, the sharp claw blade sliced the heads and bodies of the two docile colts, along with the bodies of the coachman and the two guards, completely annihilating the living life in the flash of a sword.

The smell of blood wafting in the carriage made the Chaldean in the carriage subconsciously grab the purple dagger on his waist, and the next moment, the entire sturdy carriage of the carriage was torn apart in the strange scream of the monster, and between the flying sawdust, Chaldea finally saw clearly the figure of the attacker who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He thought it was an assassin sent by Darkblade, but... No!

It's a wasp that's more than a dozen times magnified... There were four pairs of high-speed oscillating wings, a shell with bright light, and a ruthless compound eye, and a tail as huge as a bee, at the top of which was a barb like an iron cone, shining with a cold light like metal, and beneath the monster's constantly buzzing mouthparts were a pair of claw blades like war knives, enough to divide gold and jade.

The moment he saw the bug, Salatas' scream rang out in Chaldean's head:

"Nope! Don't use..."

Before the words of the old god were finished, Chaldea raised his palm, and a golden and black intertwined lightsaber pierced the body of the monster in front of him, and at this moment, a voice like a light wind sounded in his soul, and in less than a second, the voice became like Huang Zhong Dalu...

"Saratas... You're not dead! ”

"Very well, now, I... See you! ”

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Less than three minutes after the attack on the archbishop, the frightened archbishop was sent back to the church in a crowd by believers from all over the place, and the body of the terrifying monster was tied up by civilians and sent to the city hall as evidence.

And on the way back to the church, Chaldeans, resting with his eyes closed, asked softly:

"Ma'am, that voice... Who's that? Is that your kind? The ones you've been so jealous of since the beginning... Compatriot? ”

Faced with the Chaldean question, the Fifth Ancient God was silent for a long time, and then replied with a hint of regret:

"That's right, that's my 'compatriot', the arrogant and power-worshipping Thousand-Eyed Demon Cthun... It's a pity, but Chaldea, my hiding has been discovered, and in order to completely destroy me, Cthun will definitely send his own terrifying clan to completely destroy everything that has to do with me..."

"You're going to face a war of extermination... Worst of all, they won't negotiate with you, and they won't be merciful enough to give you a way out, as the Dark Blade did. ”

"It's going to be a... You are fighting to the death. ”