fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 46 The Underground Labyrinth (Changed)
Some people are born noble, as if the world should revolve around her, she can freely enjoy the admiration of men and the worship of women, those who dare to slander her are evil, only obedience is good, the most terrible thing is, When those around her take it for granted, she is almost invulnerable.

At the bottom of the endless sea, in a magnificent palace, a mysterious creature opened its eyes. At that moment, the world seemed to brighten up. The elements were singing and the fish were singing, just like welcoming the king. Slave, humble and crazy.

Many Naga looked sideways, showing fanaticism in their eyes, and what's more, they boiled just thinking of living in the same waters with her.

"Isafir, do you feel a familiar smell?" She is Azshara, the former elf queen, and people worshiped her fanatically until she opened the terrifying portal.

But for Azshara, everything she did was right, even if it was to destroy the world, those pariahs should obey her orders, they betrayed her, they all deserve to die.

A female Naga walked in. She prostrated herself on the ground respectfully, and said humbly, "Please forgive me for not smelling anything, my master."

Stretched her beautiful arms, her soft body made the lady under her blush and tremble, and looked at her with a smile, Azshara continued: "They are back."

"They? Who?" the female Naga asked in confusion.

Azshara was not obliged to answer her questions, but just said to herself: "But there is only one, it's not enough, when the other one comes in, we might get busy."

As she spoke, she stood up slowly, saying that it might not be appropriate to stand up, because she was in the sea, so she could only be said to be floating in the sea.

The eight octopus-like ugly tentacles also stretched out, which made her beauty a bit stained, but it doesn't matter, there are many spells that can change her appearance in this world, just by turning around, she becomes like an elf, beautiful and beautiful. And proud.

"Is there anything interesting recently?" The beauty of her transformed into an elf was even more shocking, and the crawling lady even began to breathe heavily. Azshara liked her performance very much.

"Reporting to Her Majesty, there is nothing special, but Resana seems to have disappeared, maybe killed by some sea monster, and then a group of ridiculous little Naga tried to kill Nazshael, but Nazshael seems Don't know yet."

"Resana disappeared?" Hearing the maid's report, Azshara closed her eyes and felt for a while: "It's true that she lost her trace, she must have been killed by something, forget it, she doesn't matter anyway." She She didn't mention Nazjar at all, she was still very confident in Nazjar's strength.

"One more thing?" the female Naga said carefully.

"what?"

"Those Faceless Ones...they suddenly became confused, running around like headless chickens." She said carefully, she knew very well that Azshara didn't like to hear about the Old Gods, Although their lives were given by the ancient gods.

Sure enough, Azshara's expression changed slightly, but soon became calm again: "They can do whatever they like, don't worry about it."

Then she walked out of the gate, and the female Naga followed her closely, like a little follower. Azshara stared blankly at the seabed scenery that had not changed for thousands of years, and suddenly turned her head to face her. The female Naga said: "Why don't we go up and see how he acts."

The female Naga still didn't understand who "he" was, but she understood that the hostess wanted to go ashore, so she said, "Then I will call other maids to come over to protect your safety."

"No need for Isafir, just the two of us, if we change our appearance, no one will notice, not to mention 1 years later, who will remember us?"

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In Quel'Thalas, Jasmine wandered back and forth exhaustedly in a wheelchair. Since the undead invaded, the high elves have fallen into deep water and overheated. The Sunwell exploded, and the energy source that people relied on for survival disappeared. The elves became heartbroken because of the pain of magic addiction, and all the elves in the outside world also rushed back, including Prince Kael'thas.

Kael'thas originally stayed in Dalaran, and he was notified when the undead invaded, but he had strong confidence in the magic net shield, so he didn't send it back immediately. When he found that he had lost contact with his tribe, It was impossible to teleport, because the pollution of the Sunwell radiated the entire Quel'Thalas through the magic net, and the elves could not communicate or teleport. They could not teleport again until the Sunwell exploded and the energy radiation weakened.

But what's the use of sending them back at this time?The people of the tribe have become crazy, the troubles of magic addiction and the infringement of evil energy have turned them into lunatics, and they have become a group of lunatics who can even kill their own children.

All the elves are in pain. In order to remember the pain and achieve revenge, the king changed the name of the high elves to the blood elves just like the original Kael'thas.

Remember the hatred of the Sunwell, we will have vengeance...

The king took most of the elves who were still awake to strangle the undead who were still wandering in Eversong Forest, and only a few old and weak people who could not attack were left behind. They had to take care of the elves who were tortured by the magic addiction.

Jasmine was one of them. Although she didn't have flexible legs, she could serve the elves with tea and water just by relying on her slender arms. Such days had lasted for nearly a month, and everyone was exhausted.

Jasmine hadn't contacted Zhang Liaiwei through the crystal for a long time. Because of the scarcity of magic power, she couldn't waste it chatting with others. Besides, she didn't have the time to spare. When she could rest, she might as well take a nap to replenish her strength.

"If we can't find a new energy source, we will die." When Jasmine was resting with her eyes closed, she suddenly heard two adults talking like this, so she opened her eyes and looked over.

"Is the end of our high elves coming like this?" Another adult was crying in pain, the sequelae of magic addiction had already appeared on them, their hair was much bald, their descriptions were decayed, and their eyes had lost their luster.

"If this continues, maybe I won't be able to resist inhaling these chaotic energies." On the other side, a female elf took out a crystal that was heavily polluted by evil energy, her eyes full of fascination.

"No! Where did you find this thing! Throw it away!" Her companion snatched the crystal and threw it into the sea angrily.

"No! Don't! I don't want to go on anymore! Let me die! Death will not be so painful!" Her eyes fell with the crystals, and the clear tears could no longer be endured.

Jasmine took out Zhang Li's communication crystal, and saw her own reflection in the crystal. The young Jasmine already looked very old at this time, the lack of energy made her skin look wrinkled, and the most glaring It's the green light in her eyes that makes her look like an ugly and evil demon.

"Brother Li... Where are you..." The little girl hugged the crystal, calling her "angel", her voice was so helpless, her weak body trembling helplessly in the sea breeze...

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But her "angel" was confronting a grizzly.

"Please put down your claws! As I said, Resana no longer serves Azshara." Zhang Li held Frostmourne in his hand, and blocked a huge grizzly bear in front of him.

He was Malfurion. When he came out, he heard someone comparing him to a harpy, so he turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

He hated Resana as much as Tyrande, and started to attack without saying a word. He ran two quick steps, then quickly squatted down, his body quickly swelled and his hair grew, and he turned into a giant bear in the blink of an eye. Roaring like a real bear, he rushed towards Resana with extraordinary momentum, but fortunately Zhang Li blocked him.

"Honey, he's right. Calm down and listen to our explanation." Tyrande's voice was still useful. Hearing his lover's voice, Malfurion calmed down. He recovered his human form and became creatures that can communicate.

"What's going on here? Who are these outsiders? Why is Resana with them?" Malfurion asked quickly, but after all, he had been asleep for 1000 years, so he couldn't wait to give his wife a hug.

"The thing is like this..." Tyrande explained to Malfurion as she rested on her husband's arms with peace of mind, and Malfurion finally understood the importance of the matter.

"We must awaken the other druids. Their strength is indispensable if we want to fight against the Burning Legion." Malfurion made a decision instantly, and his proposal was approved by Tyrande.

Zhang Li had nothing to do, so he followed them. After all, Zhang Li knew that their actions would eventually release Illidan. Hey, he is the Child of Light, the Child of Destiny, you scumbags.

Then they came to a huge underground labyrinth.

"This underground cave is very large. The 1-year crustal change is very likely to cause some landslides. Some wild creatures or dark creatures may occupy it, so I must explore carefully." Malfurion reminded Tyrande and Zhang stood up with a few people, then took the lead and walked in.

However, when they entered the cave, the spaceship of the Burning Legion finally flew to Kalimdor. In fact, they could go faster, but Archimonde didn't know the location of the world tree. After Azeroth exploded, It was his first time here, so he felt the energy of the World Tree and flew to a roughly right place.

They finally landed in the valley of ashes, and the undead cannon fodder was released. At this time, the undead who lost Ner'zhul's control have been successfully taken over by the dreadlord. The most powerful dreadlord Tichondrius has the wisdom to create undead In fact, the reason why Ner'zhul was able to control these undead is his credit. No matter who made Frostmourne, he was the one who created the Helm of Domination.

The undead began to pollute the land under the leadership of some demons. Their arrival quickly attracted the attention of the night elves, and soon they fought hand to hand.

Cenarius watched their army coldly from a mountain peak, his side was filled with natural energy, many powerful beasts came together, and soon, a humanoid grizzly came to his side.

"Lord Cenarius, the Eastspring and Timbermaw clans have been summoned here." They are a group of mighty furbolgs, and they are talking about an old bear man, but no one dares to underestimate him, he is Timbermaw Chief of the clan, a powerful shaman.

"Ancient allies, thank you very much for coming. Now, we are going to fight for the fate of Azeroth again." Cenarius said happily.

"We are eager to hear news of our god," Chief Timbermaw said.

"Don't worry, Bearman. He and the other wild gods live in the Emerald Dreamland. They live well. If necessary, I will hold a ritual to revive them."

Hearing that their god was fine, all the bears smiled happily.

"Then let us inherit their glory."

(End of this chapter)