Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 248 The Shadow Underground

As the periphery of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj area was occupied by the coalition forces, after the siege lasted for five days, the coalition forces launched counterattacks into the temple from all directions. Today, all those who are still resisting in the temple area are elites under C'Thun's command. Troops, some Yaqir bugs have thought about digging through sandworms, and using tunnels from the temple area to counter-encircle the coalition forces on the periphery.

But these ideas were no longer enough in the face of the coalition's tunnel troops composed of iron dwarves, goblins, and foxes. In order to deal with the attacks from underground, field mechanics headed by Bobby Pipe Wrench processed them on site. An early warning instrument for detecting underground shock waves was assembled.

In addition, the shamans and druids in the coalition have gradually completed their communication with the desert land and nature. They can also rely on the guidance of Mother Earth and the warnings of the natural spirits to confirm the movements of the insects.

With sufficient intelligence, the coalition forces repeatedly thwarted the Aqir insects' attempts to counter-siege, and tightly blocked these descendants of the ancient gods in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

As the signal flares were raised at night, the assault team composed entirely of elves headed towards the central area of ​​the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj from the north.

The elves have the blessing of Elune, and their vision will not change due to changes in the sun.

The moon is high tonight, and Elune is with them!

Simon commanded the entire battle, while Dasa had more important things to do.

"Is this the tunnel?"

Dasa was still wearing the same golden armor, holding his hand in his right hand and looking at the recently reinforced tunnel in front of him.

"This is it. Although the entrance is small, according to the intelligence, the space inside will be very large. Unfortunately, we can't enter."

Sol pointed to the depths of the tunnel and said helplessly.

"It's okay. Just teach us below. The battle on the ground still requires your strength. It's best for you to stay here."

Neltharion transformed into a mortal form and spoke optimistically to Thor.

"Azadas will use the power of Khaz'goroth's Hammer to strengthen you, but for now he still needs to suppress the land in this area to avoid further being corrupted by C'Thun."

The Virgin Mary looked at Dasa and others and added.

"Okay, the nonsense is over! I can't wait to pop that big eyeball out! Let's go!"

After speaking, Lysajes took the lead into the tunnel, and the other three elemental ancestor dragon kings also followed her into the tunnel.

Then came the five guardian dragons, the Dragon Kings, and Dasa.

"May the Titans grant you the power to defeat your enemies, and may your courage save the world."

The Virgin Mother of Purity watched several people leave, and she also clenched the war hammer in her hand and prepared to return to the front line.

The tunnel is winding, dark and deep. As the slope gradually drops, the originally dry tunnel walls become damp.

The size of the potholes also becomes larger and larger as it goes deeper.

Not a single insect corpse was seen in the entire tunnel, probably because the iron dwarves who explored the tunnel had already cleaned up these guys.

As they gradually went deeper into the ground, everyone who had been chatting along the way also shut up. No matter how much they said now, it was of no use. It was better to save some energy and use it in the next battle.

And just when the group of people passed a corner, Dasa suddenly became alert. He vaguely heard the movement behind him. He quietly gestured to several dragon kings and hid in a place. At the corner of the tunnel, he was quietly waiting for the guy following him to come forward.

The target appeared. Dasa pulled out the Elven Scimitar from his waist and held it in his hand. He grabbed the tracking target with one hand, and the scimitar held in the other hand drew a white line towards the target's neck. And go.

"what!"

A familiar girl's voice came from the mouth of the target controlled by Daza.

"Azshara?! Why are you here?!"

Daza took a closer look and noticed that it was Azshara who was following them.

"I know that you are going to raid that ancient god, and I want to go with you. I know that if you tell me directly, you will definitely not be willing. So, I came on my own."

Azshara raised her head and looked at Dasa, her amber eyes meeting Dasa's golden pupils.

"Nonsense! Now, go back! And, where is Vashchi?! Didn't she keep an eye on you?!"

Daza frowned when he heard this. He let go of Azshara's hand and pointed outside the pit.

"Vashqi is still sleeping in the tent. I gave her the medicine. Besides, we are almost at our destination. I don't want to go back at this time!"

Azshara refused Dasa's order without hesitation. She would not go back at this time.

"You are the queen of the empire. You shoulder the expectations of the entire empire. Going into danger is not your choice."

Daza looked at Azshara and said seriously.

"Really? You must have been said that way back then! But how did you do it? Stinky old man!"

Azshara said, taking out a baked mud brick from her arms and throwing it to Dasa.

Dasa caught the mud brick and was about to scold Azshara when Neltharion looked over and saw the origin of the antique that Dasa had obviously seen for many years.

"Hey, isn't this the letter of commitment that someone personally carved to guarantee his high priest?"

"Neltharion, don't speak at this time!"

Daza couldn't hold back the serious expression on his face after Neltharion revealed the origin of this baked mud brick.

"Hmph, you still expect me to do something you can't do yourself? I don't care, I will participate in this battle that will go down in history no matter what!"

After Azshara said that, she stretched out her hand, and a heart-warming golden light appeared in her palm.

Holy light!

"you……"

Daza looked at Azshara in shock. He couldn't remember when she believed in the Holy Light.

"Feel carefully, this is not my Holy Light, it was lent to me by Raizan. I also got these from other Loamen!"

Azshara said as she took out palm-sized totem poles from a leather bag she carried with her. These were the sacrificial instruments used by Zul back then.

Since the Loas withdrew from the upper echelons of the empire, these enshrined magic weapons have also disappeared, and now it seems that they were taken away by these Loas.

"You became a priest of Loa?"

After Dasa carefully felt the blessings of Zhuloa emerging from Azshara's body, he finally understood her current situation.

"Although my connection with the Well of Eternity has been compromised by something, I have lost my arcane magic and now have a brand new power. This power is enough for me to fight with you, old man!"

Azshara said as she stuffed the totem poles back into her purse.

"Okay, but let's make an agreement first. If things go wrong when the fight starts, you will turn around and leave! Do you understand me?!"

Dasa had no choice but to agree to Azshara's willful approach. "Haha! It seems that your juniors are not all mediocre. I have fallen in love with this girl."

At this time Alexstrasza came over and patted Daza on the shoulder and smiled.

"Let's go, the next step will be a hard battle."

Daza said and walked towards the darkness deep in the tunnel without looking back, and the several dragon kings present also smiled and looked at the back of Azshara who was chasing after him, and followed him.

C'Thun's sealed land is only half a step away from him breaking the seal and appearing. The battle on the ground is extremely fierce, and the casualties of the insect swarm and the faceless men are very huge, but these are in C'Thun. It seems it doesn't matter.

As long as He can break through the seal, everything will be fine.

Observing the progress of the coalition's attack on the ground, C'Thun waited for these mortals to fall into his carefully prepared trap.

Soon!Soon!Yogg-Saron is dead. As long as he can break out of the seal, then the entire Azeroth will be the world that he has the final say!
Just as he was thinking about it, footsteps came from outside the cell in the distance.

"It seems that the information is very accurate."

Daza noticed C'Thun imprisoned in this sealed hall at a glance.

"Stop talking nonsense and kill it!"

After speaking, Feilek had an extremely grumpy temper and returned to his original form, spitting out a mouthful of flames.

With him taking the lead, the dragon kings transformed back into their original forms and launched a fierce attack on C'Thun.

"You ants! You came just in time!"

C'Thun's big golden one eye glared, and all the dragon flames' attacks were blasted away.

He has already made a plan to defeat these guys who are not inferior to the Titan Guardians and then corrupt them into his own thugs.

Twilight spread from the golden single eye, and the originally dark sealed hall was illuminated by this purple light.

Azshara looked a little nervous, but she still forced herself to calm down. She took her hand out of her purse and took out some totem poles at the same time. She was ready to use the power of the Loas to fight back.

C'Thun's twilight was just the beginning. An army of faceless men emerged from this purple twilight. At the same time, C'Thun's own countless eyes shot out purple-black eye beams directed at everyone present.

Daza held a spear and a round shield and rushed towards C'Thun while dodging and resisting. His target was very clear, which was C'Thun's one eye.

Although he didn't know what would happen if he crossed those fences, he knew that if he didn't get rid of the eyeball first, there would definitely be bigger troubles in the subsequent battles.

"Get out of here! Bastards!"

The spear in Daza's hand pierced through one faceless man after another who dared to block his charge.

Bright red anger ignited all over his body. After once again dealing with a faceless man, he stepped on the body of the faceless man and jumped up. The spear in his hand turned into an orange spear under the influence of anger. The thunder gun was thrown towards that eye.

However, the shot only passed through the eye, as if it had penetrated a piece of air; the shot missed.

How can it be!

Daza thought in his mind and drew out the Elven Scimitar from his waist and continued to fight against the Faceless Man in front of him.

"When did you feel that what you saw and heard were real?"

N'Zoth's whisper suddenly appeared in Daza's ears.

"To shut up!"

Daza was extremely irritable, scolded N'Zoth angrily, jumped out of the surroundings of the Faceless Warriors, and observed carefully.

"Dasa! What are you doing?! Don't be in a daze!"

A gust of wind hit, and after the black dragon claws swept away all the faceless men around who dared to pounce on Daza, Neltharion's slightly accusatory words came from above his head.

"I know!"

Daza shook his head irritably and looked into the distance. C'Thun clenched the weapon in his hand and rushed towards him.

The eye beams formed a beam network, blocking all enemies trying to get close to Him.

At this moment, Dasa was like a gymnast, tossing and turning in the beam network. If he couldn't avoid it, he used the shield in his hand to block it.

The Elf Scimitar even had violent winds whipping up due to his charge, which was formed by the wind elements that Dasa commanded with his own will.

The storm was born.

"die!"

Dasa broke through many obstacles and finally came to C'Thun. Looking directly at the ancient god, Dasa felt that his head and spirit were about to explode, and his will was also struggling to resist the attack from the ancient god.

The whispers of N'Zoth, the visions of C'Thun, the hopeless future, and the sight of everything being destroyed constantly filled his mind. This was a battle far beyond the conventional battles in the past.

This is far more than a battle of body and soul, it also includes a battle of self-will.

Closer, closer, Dasa finally broke through to the bottom of the golden one-eye. The place he stood on was no longer the solid and stable earth, but the huge, slippery, twisted and disgusting body of the ancient god.

"Fuck you illusion! Die! Bastard!"

Dasa faced the three first-born Krasis generals who came up from all around. His muscles tightened again, his blood flowed faster, and the violent transformation that had not been activated for a long time appeared in his body again.

Elves evolved from trolls; they live next to the Well of Eternity all year round, and their bodies are baptized by arcane energy. This does not mean that they have lost their natural ability to be violent, but it is just because they now have more convenient abilities. .

But now, Dasa resolutely activated this ability.

The anger all over his body became even more boiling after he became violent, and the red anger became darker in color. The dazzling crimson made the underground dark room illuminated by the twilight even brighter.

The elf scimitar dyed red struck the golden one-eye with one blow. The moment the one-eye was hit, the entire battlefield seemed to have stopped in time.

At this moment, C'Thun's subordinates all stopped moving. They all looked at Daza in disbelief, and at the huge golden one-eye that was broken and falling.

The biggest threat has been eliminated.

But is it really so?
A scream from the depths of the soul burst out from the prison where C'Thun was located, sweeping through the bodies of all personnel like a strong wind.

Then, the people who were hit stopped one after another, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Haha, finally, you mortals, machines under the Titan order, prepare to welcome your new master!"

C'Thun's voice resounded throughout the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the prison was shattered, countless tentacles tore through the solid earth, and the Titans' seal was finally broken.

And the one who destroyed the last sealing lock was none other than Dasa.

(End of this chapter)