Menethil's Power

Chapter 538 Her Royal Highness Saved by Broken Throat

Perhaps only by evaluating the ogre's aesthetics can the two words Princess Theradras and beauty be linked together.

As a princess, the only thing she can associate with women is her name, and the rest is just not satisfactory.Of course, if you want to evaluate a woman, it is not correct to only focus on the appearance, what is important is the inner quality.

But to appreciate the inner beauty of Princess Celades really needs a solid foundation. Isaacs thought he couldn’t do it, and Lunara also seemed unable to accept it. Only Celebras hesitated, “I suddenly I understand uncle a little bit."

Lunara looked at her nephew with a horrified look, "You..."

"Don't you feel the amazing power of life in her body?" Celebras showed a fascinated expression, "Is there anything more wonderful than this for us? It's so intoxicating... "

Looking at his appearance, it seems that there is a great sense of regret for such a beauty falling into the arms of others. "If you can have such a spouse, it can indeed be said to be a lucky thing. No wonder Uncle Zaerta has never returned."

The corners of Isaacs' mouth curled up a little. Sure enough, demigods have a different view on mate selection than ordinary people, and appearance is only the most secondary consideration.

Lunara's face turned pale, she naturally understood what Celebras meant, but she still felt disgusted, "I don't want such a spouse..."

She stole a glance at Isaacs, but he didn't seem to notice her gaze.

"Ahem." The human prince coughed twice, interrupting their discussion about spouses, "Theoretically speaking, no matter how powerful elemental creatures are, there is no reason for them to contain a lot of life force. But it's still a large dense forest..."

"You mean this earth elemental princess has absorbed most of the life force of this land?" Lunara immediately understood what Isaacs meant, and her expression changed.

Celebras also immediately put away his intoxicated look and became serious. This kind of plundering of nature is a big taboo. As a demigod of the jungle, Cenarius will never allow it. Man who acts is the enemy of nature.

The relatively young guardian of the forest frowned, "I remember a little bit, it seems that there was an abnormality in this land back then, Uncle Zalta came here to investigate, and then it should be the one who was attacked by Sered Seduced by Si, I forgot my mission and responsibilities.”

No matter how absurd the facts are, the dignified son of a demigod was indeed caught by a "beauty".

"Didn't you say that Zaetar ran away from home after a big fight with Remulos?" Isaacs asked Lunara quietly.

"Zaltar should have received an order from his father to investigate the anomalies here, and we thought that he chose not to return after completing the task because of conflicts with Remulos." The dryad explained.

Isaacs understood that all kinds of misunderstandings and incomprehensions made Zaetar disappear for thousands of years and Moonglade did not respond.

It became clear that Princess Therades was not a legitimate sister-in-law and aunt, but a sinner who plundered the power of nature and seduced the heir of a demigod.

Celebras became righteous, as if he wasn't the one who was obsessed with lust just now, "This earth elemental who committed a heinous crime must be punished, but the life force in her body belongs to this land , must not fall into the hands of those evil people."

At this time, the evil people in Celebras' mouth, those Twilight Cultists have also discovered these three intruders who did not hide anything. The deer bodies of Celebras and Lunara are too conspicuous up.

"Damn it! How did you get in here?" It was obviously the leader of these Twilight Cultists who spoke at this time. Isaacs and Lunara's attention was originally on the few orcs and tauren, and they turned down after hearing the words He looked at the dwarf with a beard and a stare.

This is a dwarf wearing a sacrificial robe with a skin like pig iron. His beard and hair are gray and black, and his eyes are red.Such characteristics can be said to be very obvious, he is from the Dark Iron Clan.

A black iron dwarf cultist, this is not the most peculiar, among the total less than one hundred Twilight Church members, including most of the humanoid races in Azeroth, Isaacs even saw a man holding a big bone Great kobolds, I have to say that the Muguang Church is a harmonious and loving family, completely eliminating racial hatred and discrimination.

There are still a few centaurs in the queue of the Twilight Cultists. In the original timeline, centaurs were one of the few races that were not absorbed by the belief of the ancient gods, but obviously not in this timeline, and because of this, these cultists To be able to appear in Maraudon.

But these centaurs seemed a little confused, after all, they were essentially betraying their mother god by taking refuge in Mu Guang Church.

"There's no need to talk nonsense, just kill them." The tauren in heavy plate armor said in a low and hoarse voice, with a burning killing intent flashing in his huge eyes. He was the first to pay attention to Isaacs and Lunara. It is obvious that he does not have the thick and gentle nature of his race.

Every ethnic group will have heterogeneous existence.

"Take it easy, Thunderhoof." The Black Iron Dwarf suddenly put away his previous fury, and frowned slightly, "These people are not good people, they have all arrived here, but the spies we arranged outside have no news Come."

"I will carefully cut off their bodies piece by piece." Thunderhoof grinned.

"I'd like to see what your expression will be when you are entangled by vines and suffocated to death." Celebras retorted without showing any weakness, and the guardian of the jungle shouted and took the lead, a round of lavender A crescent moon appeared above the tauren, and fiery moonfire poured out of it, blasting downward.

Although it cannot be clearly said that Cenarius is the son of the moon god Elune physically, the two must be closely related. It is not surprising that the son of Cenarius can use moonlight spells.

Isaacs looked very relaxed. Among these Twilight Cultists, there was nothing he needed to be afraid of. After all, he had already killed Gogall. If he was serious, it wouldn't take too much effort to wipe out the other party directly.He was still chatting with Lunara at this time, "Why haven't I seen you use such a spell before?"

"I'm not very good at this." Lunara shook her hair, "Besides, I think the moonlight spell is more suitable for lighting than for causing damage."

Isaacs had a strange expression on his face. Is it appropriate for you to blacken your grandmother so much?

Elune is very powerful, and her power can never be used only for lighting, but the moon god is probably the most eccentric god in Azeroth. For her favorite believers, such as Tyrande, the protection she gives It can be described as unreasonable, even Archimonde was helpless back then, as for the others...

Unfortunately, Celebras wasn't pleasing to his grandma, and the effect of the moonfire spell was to zoom Thunderhoof's hair a bit, but otherwise it was like shining a flashlight.

It's not bad to use it to drive monsters, Isaacs commented silently in his heart.

Thunderhoof's hatred immediately concentrated on Celebras, the bull's mouth spat sideways, its huge hooves trampled heavily on the ground, and charged towards the forest guardian.

Fighters, go ahead!

Celebras immediately used his good tricks, countless roots gushed out from the ground as if alive, trying to wrap around the tauren's thick body-he seemed to specialize in root wrapping, and it was like this before Chained quite a few rock giants.

However, Thunderhoof suddenly roared, and the seemingly high-quality battle ax in his hand made a huge arc, and then his body also spun at a high speed.

Bladestorm!

A warrior's high-level mysteries can turn into an unstoppable existence within ten seconds.The door-like tomahawk swung with astonishing momentum, and the entangled roots turned into dust before they got close.

Really unstoppable!
Celebras was a little dumbfounded, he seemed to be rooting for this trick, and after it was ineffective, he couldn't save face and escape, so he stared blankly at the storm that swept across, predicting that it would turn into a fresh one in a few seconds. Cut the venison.

A spear, a tree spear shining with blazing radiance of life, flew over Celebras' head and fell into the sharp blade storm. Although it was also smashed immediately, it precisely hit the handle of the axe. The violent airflow suddenly became a little disordered.

Another two tree spears that were as fast as lightning, each of which precisely hit the weak point of the ax handle, the blade storm was completely scattered, Thunderhoof staggered, his hands trembled and he could hardly hold the weapon, and the huge bull's eyes were unbelievable Looking at the harmless and cute tree demon.

This is the most powerful move of a warrior, and it can even be said to be the glory of a warrior, but it has been cracked like this?

Thunderhoof was in a very sad and angry mood, so angry that he wanted to raise his head and ask the heavens why he was so unfair to the warriors, but he didn't have this chance anymore. Without the Bladestorm, Celebras' roots directly entangled him like beef Zongzi.

"Damn stupid cows!" Thunderhoof's failure made the black iron dwarf a little annoyed, "Idiots, assemble and attack! Hold them back!" He frantically gave an order.

Although his emotions were broken, he did not lose his sanity. The enemy was very powerful, and any tactical arrangements would have no effect. The only thing these men could do was to exchange their lives for time.

After all, Thunderhoof, who was the strongest in melee combat, was defeated by the opponent without any effort, and the half-man, half-deer really wasn't easy to mess with.

To attack Maraudon, the Twilight Church naturally made sufficient preparations and understood everything that should be understood, but it was completely unexpected that Celebras would break away from the control of Veritarn and bring only such a powerful dryad.

Bugat Anvil was very depressed that such a big accident happened to the sound plan.

It is not easy for a Dark Iron dwarf to escape from Blackrock Abyss and become famous. Bugart resolutely left Shadowforge to find a way to free his group from the control of Ragnaros, the king of fire. ——In a sense, he succeeded, and he turned to a higher-level existence than Ragnaros.

The power of those great beings can indeed expel Ragnaros, but it is not a good thing for the Dark Iron Dwarves to change their masters. In comparison, Ragnaros does not even seem so unacceptable.

Bugat can be said to be the patriarch of the Muguang Church, he served their master earlier than Cugall, so he was very dissatisfied with the favor of the rude ogre, and found out by chance that After Maraudon's situation, he volunteered to lead the team here. He believed that when the plan was completed, he would definitely be rewarded by the master, and he might be able to replace Cho'gall...

So the master's plan must be realized, no one can stop it!

He didn't know that his competitor had become a pool of rotten meat.

Two tree spears flew over and fell into the Twilight Cultists, piercing through the unlucky ones who couldn't dodge in time. Before the others could react, the two tree spears took root and sprouted, and suddenly swelled and knocked the believers who couldn't dodge in time into the air. In a few seconds, it turned into an ancient war tree more than ten meters high!

This trick was used by Lunara during the Battle of Quel'Thalas. It not only required a large amount of infusion of natural power, but also required precious ancient tree seeds as spell-casting materials. However, as the daughter of Cenarius, Lunara, There is really no shortage of such things.

These two ancient war trees could clear a range of ten meters with a single slap. Unfortunately, Bugat Anvil was hit, and the black iron dwarf flew out with a group of men around him. Because of his short stature, he rolled faster than others. farther away.

He stood up in embarrassment, with anger and fierceness flashing in his red eyes, he suddenly took out a pitch-black scroll, and chanted loudly:
"The void is churning in the abyss, the great master..."

Just a few words, the cold and corrupt atmosphere spread, everything was gray, everyone felt inexplicably depressed, there was a feeling of being noticed by a pair of supreme eyes.

Bugat laughed wildly, "The Lord of Darkness is coming!" he called hysterically.

However, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, "I'm sorry, I really can't let you finish singing." The young human who suddenly appeared shrugged and said.

Bugart was a little dazed, shouldn't this guy be more than 100 meters away?

Before he could react, his cold and powerful hands grabbed his thick neck and lifted him up. The dwarf couldn't breathe, and he realized that the human's left hand was silver-white, as if it was pure metal .

What surprised him even more was that the aura of order and majesty contained in this left hand was so grand and powerful, it was not even inferior to his master in terms of level.

Fear engulfed his heart, "You... who are you?" Bugart asked with difficulty.

Isaacs didn't answer him, there's no need to talk too much about a dying man, the holy light poured into the dwarf's body from his left hand, he screamed in pain, his facial features glowed with blazing white light, his face twisted, and then the whole body All fade away slowly.

This guy had obviously completely sold his soul to the ancient gods, and Isaacs didn't need to know any more information about the Muguang Church at this time, so he simply killed the matter.

All Twilight Cultists have betrayed the world, and traitors deserve death.

After casually taking care of the leader of the Twilight Cultists, Isaacs looked at the pitch-black scroll that was thrown on the ground. This should be the evidence to summon the power of a certain ancient god?Who is the one?According to the territory division of the ancient gods, it should be C'Thun?Or is it N'Zoth?
A familiar mental wave came from the left hand. It was Sephilus, an ancient god larva that hadn't been seen for a long time. It obviously took a fancy to the power in the scroll and wanted to make a deal with Isaacs again.

Isaacs blocked it directly, he doesn't have any need for the ability of the ancient god larva now, God knows if this guy will take this opportunity to communicate with several of its kind.

He originally wanted to completely destroy this scroll, but after thinking about it, he casually stamped a light golden seal rune and put it away. It was a high-level scroll after all, and the magic item that he could fancy now could not be used. Not much.

Perhaps one day this scroll will be able to play a role?

Having said that, it's the Bladestorm and the Power of the Ancient Gods Scroll, the Twilight Cultists this time are pretty good.

(End of this chapter)