Menethil's Power

Chapter 636
It may be the first light in the hall of origin in thousands of years. It is a wise and rational decision to use torches to illuminate the unknown ruins. This is the legacy of dozens of previous explorers who died of suffocation. valuable experience.

"It's another titan ruin. I guess we'll meet sleeping rock creatures or other inexplicable things soon." Brian muttered.

"I solemnly warn you, Brian, don't touch anything you find." Muradin naturally knew what kind of temperament his brother had, so he vaccinated him in advance.

"I know." Brian waved his hand, obviously he didn't take this warning to heart.

Muradin could only sigh.

"Hey, guys, wait for me." A neat figure rushed in from the entrance, grabbing a slender walking stick.

"Where were you before, Harrison? You came in time, we didn't wait for you." Although the light was dim, Brian recognized the old man at a glance.

"Going to negotiate with those sphinxes, I always feel that they have hidden their hands." Harrison Jones said, he took off his cowboy hat and bowed slightly to Isaacs, "I salute you, Your Highness."

Isaacs nodded slightly.

There is one more person in the team exploring the Hall of Origin.

Brian's prediction was right, they quickly entered a circular room by mistake, and four huge humanoid sculptures stood in it, and as soon as they stepped in, these statues began to vibrate.

Muradin held his warhammer and ax in his hands helplessly. The adventures of the Bronzebeard brothers have always been like this. The younger brother caused trouble, and the older brother was responsible for solving it. The name counts on him.

"Ahem, don't panic, my friends, maybe we have a better way to deal with these guards." Harrison suddenly cleared his throat and said pretendingly.

Isaacs was going to make a move. He has dismantled many similar Titan creations and said he is quite proficient. At this time, Hearing turned his attention to him, "I don't think this is the time to play tricks, Mr. Jones." He reminded road.

"Of course, look at me!" Harrison suddenly raised the inconspicuous wooden stick like a trekking pole in his hand, and golden lines suddenly lit up on the dark surface, and the light instantly became extremely dazzling.

"Listen, guys, now I declare that everyone here is a friend." Harrison raised his voice, as if acting in a drama.

As soon as he finished speaking, the statues stopped vibrating and turned back into a decoration-like existence.

"Aha, this turned out to be a treasure!" Brian stared at the long staff in Harrison's hand. He certainly didn't think that Harrison relied on his own ability to avoid such a battle, "You acted alone for this reason. Stuff? Where did it come from?"

"Remember the two sphinx tribes we met earlier?"

"Orsis and Ramkahan? It's these two names."

"That's right, I thought that since they are the descendants of the guardians here, they should have inherited something, so I went to their temple and went around, and as expected, I found that they were enshrining this wooden staff, most of the sphinxes They all went to attack Neferset, even the priests, and I succeeded easily." Harrison's tone was quite casual, with a smirk on his lips, "I didn't expect it to be effective, I feel right, It really is one of the keys to this ruin."

"This method...to be honest, it's really unfair." Brian didn't know what to say for a while, "We are explorers, not thieves."

"What does it matter? Those sphinxes will only put this scepter on the altar, and it will not be able to play its true role. We just borrow it and return it later." Harrison said indifferently demeanor.

Isaacs had no intention of paying attention to their discussion. He had already noticed that when the statue returned to calm, a hidden passage opened quietly.

He walked over directly. Of course, this passage cannot lead directly to the furnace of origin. It is impossible for such an important facility to only have a statue guarding it as a security facility.

At the end of the passage is a secret room, which is not completely dark. On the ground is a magic circle carved on a large spar floor, and the magic circle itself is emitting a shining blue light.

Isaacs turned his gaze and found that the magic circle was not just the part that glowed. The floor of the entire secret room was covered with complicated patterns, but it was in a state of exhaustion of energy.

The Xal'atath, hung on his waist and plated with a layer of silver metal, vibrated slightly, "Can I say something?" Its voice sounded in Isaacs.

"No." The answer was very cold and impersonal.

Xalatath was listless, but it didn't have the guts to provoke Isaacs, so it could only return to silence.

There is no doubt that this magic circle is related to the furnace of origin, but Isaacs is not sure of its specific function. If it was before, he could only summon Bernadette and other technical experts to this place, but now he has a more convenient object of consultation.

He stretched out his hand, and a miniature Protos crystal tower condensed in front of his eyes, and then a strange mental wave descended on it, "Aurora, can I search the database for the basic information of this magic circle?"

The intelligent body from the Supreme Heaven was silent for a while, "The retrieval is complete, the target is the portal of the Origin Furnace, and it is currently in a state of exhaustion, I can take it over."

"Then take it over," Isaacs said without hesitation.

With him, energy is not a problem at all. The endless power of light is driven by Isaacs, and poured into the magic circle under the guidance of Aurora, and those exhausted lines will soon emit energy-filled light.

At this time, the Bronzebeard brothers and Harrison also came to the secret room along the passage, "You can directly drive the facilities here?" Muradin gasped.

"Didn't he be able to directly use the Norgannon Disc before?" Brian was calmer than his brother, "I'm curious where he got such advanced authority."

"I can't explain it to you in detail." Isaacs didn't look back, "But I will give you a copy of the information I obtained."

Muradin and Bryan immediately smiled, and wisely stopped expressing their curiosity.

"The construction of the energy circuit is complete, and the port is being activated... Failed to start..." Aurora continued to report meticulously.

"Failure?" Isaacs frowned, feeling a little surprised.

"Missing core permissions, the owner of the permissions is Algalon the Observer."

Isaacs' eyes flickered. That's right, only Algalon should have the authority to open the Origin Furnace, and it is the only authority. This is not only because the Origin Furnace is very powerful, but more importantly, the origin What is used is the power of Azeroth itself, through which it can directly affect the star soul of this world.

In the planning of the Pantheon, the guardians are responsible for maintaining the overall order of the world, and Algalon is the supervisor. When he finds that the guardians have not completed their duties, he has the right to let Azeroth format directly. The way is naturally going through the life-remodeling device of the furnace of origin.

But now Algalon has not come to this world, and the only way to contact him is in the hands of Loken, the king of wisdom. The irony is that Loken has already been corrupted. In order to cover up his own depravity, he directly cut off the world Connection with Observer.

So the only way to make Algalon pay attention to this world is to kill Loken.Isaacs realized that he seemed to have made a mistake. His destination should be Ulduar, and then Uldum.

But time did not allow it after all. N'Zoth showed up very quickly. The ancient god who always planned before acting seemed to suddenly understand the truth of the importance of military speed, and chose a very suitable time point.

What's more, Ulduar itself is still the cage that imprisoned Yogg-Saron. If he touches it rashly, it may eventually evolve into fighting against two ancient gods at the same time.

The Furnace of Origin can't be counted on, but it shouldn't be a big problem. At least the Nalaksha engine has been recovered. With the increase of the Protos system and Isaacs' own strength, there is still a great possibility to solve N'Zoth.

Thanks to Deathwing's recent appearance, Isaacs had a more accurate understanding of the domain called Ny'alotha, which undoubtedly increased his chances of winning.

Things seem to be doing fine.

……

On the sea surface to the northeast of the Broken Isles, Nazjatar rose from the bottom of the sea not long ago.The huge phantom of Queen Azshara is still hovering in the sky, with a wicked and disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth.

The Hyperion, returning from Pandaria, was quietly suspended tens of miles away, like a hunter waiting for an opportunity to lurk.

There was silence in the bridge command room. After a long time, Captain Matt seemed to have received some order, "Recharge the main gun and prepare to fire!" He ordered in a calm tone.

High-purity energy converged from the engine to the muzzle, and the target was the huge Azshara phantom.

The phantom is not a real entity after all, and even without Isaacs in command, the strength of the main gun of the Huberian cannot be underestimated. The giant energy group flew out from the muzzle, and the phantom shattered, but it condensed again almost instantly.

And the Hyperion, which had just fired its main gun, was suddenly pulled by a huge pulling force. Almost instantly, the floating battleship was pulled to the sky above Nazjatar. Looking at it, a tidal force descends to tear it apart.

No ship, not even one in the sky, can sail safely across the waters of Nazjatar.

Facing this level of power, even the Hyperion is quite fragile, the shield's support time is very limited, almost like a desperate fight, this battleship uses most of its remaining energy in the form of shock waves burst out.

This successfully protected the hull, but only temporarily, and when the energy was exhausted, the ship was destroyed.

But Isaacs obviously would not give his subordinates suicidal orders.

Feeling the shaking of the ship, Matt still looked calm. The mission of the Hyperion is not to defeat Azshara, but just to provide a coordinate, and now their goal has been achieved.

One, two... a dozen Valkyries suddenly appeared around the Hyperion, they began to chant, and then a translucent beam of light appeared between the sky and the earth.

This is a passage, a passage leading to the sky.

The next moment, an extremely majestic figure descended from the sky, carrying an astonishing thunder force, and struck straight at him with a heavy punch. Azshara's phantom disappeared into nothingness with a scream when there was no reaction at all.

That majestic figure continued to fall like a meteorite, and its target was the center of Nazjatar, where a large number of Naga gathered. The collision happened in an instant, the ground shook in an instant, and the thunder storm swept three points in an instant. In one of the areas of Nazjatar, countless amphibious humanoids were directly vaporized, and a large number of coral buildings were ruthlessly destroyed. They were all scorched in an instant, and the shock wave even swept across the sea, setting off a huge wave.

Looking at the huge figure in the thunderstorm, Matt knew that the mission of the Hyperion here had been completed, and a big guardian was enough to crush the entire Nazjatar, not to mention that there were always thundercasts behind him. The soldiers came over.

Although Lai has lost most of his strength, he is still the great guardian, representing the highest level of combat power in the world.

A tinge of pity suddenly rose in Matt's heart. These Naga wanted to announce their existence to the world, but what they ushered in was a complete tragedy.

(End of this chapter)