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The Immortal Legend of Azeroth NO.0619 The Ancient Truth

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    Forty days later, southern Kalimdor.  The winds and sands of Silithus have remained the same for hundreds of years. The scorching hot weather has made the Cenarion soldiers stationed here and guarding the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj look lazy all day and night, with little energy at all.  Come.  "Hey, have you heard?" At the entrance to the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, a night elf warrior turned his head and said to his companion: "A month ago, the magic leader and his wife of the Kingdom of Dalaran were killed. Now there are people everywhere in Northrend.  It¡¯s a monster called the Faceless One, and more than 100,000 people have died.¡± ¡°It¡¯s none of our business!¡± The Druid who was questioned responded impatiently: ¡°Can we leave this ghost place early?¡±  About 450 years ago, the Cenarion Circle and the night elves allied forces wiped out the army of the Ahn'Qiraj Swarm Empire in the Second War of Quicksand, and killed the Twin Princes who initiated this war.  .  Since then, Silithus has once again returned to a desolate situation.  In order to prevent the insect swarm from slipping through the net and hiding in the temple to rise again, the Cenarion Council dispatched an army of more than 5,000 people, stationed in every strategic location of the temple, and would only rotate every twenty years.  The two night elves talking to each other at this moment are of top-level strength.  Even with the proliferation of super-level experts, top-level professionals are still a relatively rare main fighting force. Their lives would be very comfortable in other places. In this desolate area, they can only eat sand all day long.  "There are still seven years, five months and twelve days left!" Another professional complained: "My skin is blown away!" Based on the principle that men and women can work together without getting tired, Cenarion is stationed in the army.  There are also a considerable number of female members, most of whom are tall and beautiful night elves.  Let every male member of Cenarion flock to him.  The professional who just complained is a beautiful woman with a beautiful face.  "I don't want to stay here anymore, but this is a task arranged by the above. I don't want to have to wait until the guard period expires." The captain of the ten-man team is a night elf with a beard, with the strength of the thirteenth level.  , so that he could clearly hear the low-pitched complaints of the team members, and immediately responded with a straight face: "So we stillhuh?" He hadn't finished speaking yet.  The captain was stunned for a moment.  Just when he was speaking, he vaguely noticed a frightening aura that rushed towards him from the front and then disappeared. However, after a moment of careful identification, he could no longer feel any clues.  .  "It seems that I am about to suffer from schizophrenia." Putting aside his doubts, the bearded captain secretly thought.  In fact, this night elf professional was not hallucinating.  Just a short while ago, Yang Long, who had come from afar and was located below where they were standing, was passing quickly underground and heading towards the depths of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.  Forty minutes later, Yang Long arrived at his destination.  The location was killed hundreds of years ago.  Below the palace where the twin emperors were, about two thousand meters away, there was a palace about the same size as the ruins below Ulduar. The palace was dark and silent.  "Since I'm here, why should I hide? You should have sensed my escape." Yang Long emerged from the center of the palace and scanned the surrounding dark area.  He said calmly: "Perhaps you need to call out the disgusting names given to you by your humble creations? C'Thun." Boom!  It¡¯s like it inspired something.  The palace where he couldn't see his fingers suddenly became brighter. The gap between darkness and daylight had no impact on Yang Long at all. He immediately saw the creature he had already sensed.  Thousands of eyes, large and small, were distributed in every corner of the palace, all turned to look at Yang Long.  "Youyouyou actually got out of trouble!" A trembling voice came from nowhere. Countless blue-purple eyes trembled with the sound of the voice, and their gazes were incomparable.  Cowardice and fear.  This reaction made Yang Long frown.  "You seem to be very reluctant. It seems that the guesses of the other few are indeed correct." Yang Long ignored the many eyes, looked in one direction, and said in a solemn tone: "You have indeed sunk and turned into a pitiful scum.  , C¡¯Thun.¡± Yang Long¡¯s words were so unceremonious that C¡¯Thun fell into rage.  "Why do you evaluate me like this?! I am the great ancient god." Countless eyes shouted to God, and at the same time, dense rays of light shot out from the center of the pupils, hitting Yang Long's body.  Or rather, it hit Yang Long¡¯s body through the appearance.  But be prepared too earlyYang Long, however, was not harmed at all. Instead, he said more sarcastically: "Don't deceive me with words that deceive ants. We all know what you are, C'Thun." "So what?  Aren't you the same" Just as C'Thun retorted, his voice stopped abruptly.  Whoops!  Tens of thousands of tentacles of different sizes suddenly appeared from the air near Yang Long's incarnation, and mercilessly plunged into the surrounding purple eyeballs one by one. While destroying the rays, they penetrated deeply into every part of the palace.  at.  "No! No!" C'Thun screamed: "You actually have" The entire palace seemed to be shaking violently, and large and small stones fell like raindrops, quickly destroying this secret room deep underground.  The submergence also buried Yang Long's figure and the remaining words of C'Thun.  However, the violent vibration did not stop, but was transmitted to Silithus.  Especially the southernmost Temple of Ahn'Qiraj and the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj were shaking violently. They collapsed and sank in an instant, drowning unsuspecting Cenarion members dozens of meters away.  to thousands of meters underground.  Only some powerful professionals close to the surface managed to escape with all their strength.  "What the hell is going on?!" The ten-man team at the entrance of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj was lucky enough to have no casualties. However, they were shocked by the shock in their hearts and fell to the ground in a daze. The bearded captain couldn't believe it.  shouted.  And 10,000 meters away from the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, is the peak of the eastern mountain range.  Yang Long, who was intact, stood on the top of the peak with squinted eyes, looking down at the mess far below, with a slight sarcasm on his face. After looking at it for a while, he looked back and whispered to himself: "Sure enough, before  "The decision is correct." C'Thun no longer exists and is integrated into Yang Long's body.  Yang Long's native land hidden in another dimension originally had the same appearance as Yogg-Saron. At this moment, not only did his size increase five times, but dense purple eyes also appeared on his body full of fangs and big mouth.  One-to-one correspondence.  The two ancient gods were originally one body.  Yang Long's current strength has greatly increased. Although he has not been able to fight in actual combat, he estimates that he should have far surpassed the level of a super-powerful person. As for how much more powerful he is than a super-powerful person, he can only know it after fighting.  After absorbing C'Thun's body and memory, Yang Long saw his future.  In the past of endless years ago, an incomparably powerful ancient creature was born in the Twisting Nether. By chance, it passed through Azeroth, which was transformed by the Pantheon, and integrated into the world in a parasitic manner.  Sensing something strange in Azeroth, the Titans returned soon.  So an earth-shaking battle began between the ancient creatures and the Titans. In the end, at the cost of the death of an important member of the Pantheon, the ancient creatures were defeated and dismembered, and the five pieces of their bodies were sealed throughout Azeroth.  The most important core was sealed in Pandaria and thrown out of the world of Azeroth.  Three of these dismembered bodies developed self-awareness, namely Yogg-Saron, C'Thun, and N'Zoth in the future. The most powerful of them, Yogg-Saron, has been guarded by the five Ulduar.  The guardian.  Countless years passed in a blink of an eye, until Yang Long awakened in Pandaria and returned with the core of the ancient god.  "The next step is to take back the other parts of me. Only then will I be complete." Yang Long said to himself, as if he noticed something, he raised his head and smiled evilly at the sky on the right, and then sank down into the sky.  Among the earth. ?¡­
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