The roads in Ahn'Qiraj are criss-crossed and winding, and the paths in them are also secretive and difficult to find. Generally, insect guards rarely patrol these corners. Moreover, the Kalimdor coalition forces are storming the front gate at this time, and General Rajax who is in the city has no time to do so.
Pay attention to some rats that have sneaked in, and devote all your troops and attention to the main force of the coalition forces.
This undoubtedly provided great convenience for Regan and the others. With Natalia's map guidance, they quickly passed through the main defense area in the city and entered the deepest part of Ahn'Qiraj City - the Pass.
Entrance to Qiraji Temple
Since the split of Azyaqir, almost no one in the world knows that the Qiraji have built such a magnificent palace under their own city. Its size is not even inferior to the ancient Qiraji city on the ground.
The overall structure of the temple is similar to an altar, with a very obvious southern insect style. Four tentacle-like prisms tower into the clouds and stand on the four corners of the altar, while a wide boulder staircase extends to the bottom of the temple, which is deep and deep.
It's unpredictable, exuding a sense of mystery that makes people panic but can't help but explore.
"Move forward slowly and pay attention to your surroundings!"
Both Regan and Saurfang noticed the strange atmosphere in the air, but it was difficult to tell where the enemy would be hiding, so they loudly reminded other members of the team
The soldiers dispersed vigilantly as instructed. Three or two people formed a fighting team and walked slowly towards the altar.
"Shasha~Shasha"
Regen's ears moved, and he seemed to hear some extremely subtle sound, but when he concentrated his attention, the sound disappeared without a trace.
The knight frowned and looked around. He saw that the team members were paying close attention to the surrounding situation. They seemed not to be aware of the strange sound. Even little Sam, who had the most sensitive senses, did not have any abnormality.
Regen shook his head. It seemed that he was indeed too tight. He actually had auditory hallucinations. This was really unprecedented.
"Shashasha~shashasha~"
Suddenly, the sound appeared in his ears again without warning, more compact and urgent than before. This time, all the team members raised their heads in unison and looked around in surprise and nervousness. It seemed that they could all hear it.
"What's going on!" Saurfang drew out his battle ax and shouted in a low voice.
"I don't know, but it's definitely not a good thing." Regen's shoulders tightened, and the force in his body accelerated. As long as the enemy dared to appear at this time, he was absolutely sure to kill the opponent with his sword at the first opportunity!
Everyone is looking for the invisible enemy, but what they never expected is that this enemy is among themselves
"Yeah~"
Su suddenly heard a soft sound, as if someone's bones were broken. He hurriedly turned around and saw Leborn twisting the neck of an orc with dull eyes. The latter's head showed an extremely strange shape.
Two hundred degrees of bending, obviously too dead to die anymore
"My ancestors, what are you doing!" Su shouted in disbelief with his eyes wide open, attracting everyone's attention.
"Damn it, it's soul control!" Regan and Saurfang immediately discovered what was wrong with Layburn. His pale eyeballs and trembling arms proved to others that this unfortunate soldier had been taken away.
Lost his mind and became an abominable puppet of the living dead.
Layburn seemed to have "heard" Su's cry, and threw the orc's body down casually. He tilted his head and glanced at the troll. His pale pupils made Su's skin crawl.
"Hey, man, calm down...it's not that bad." Su quietly took two steps back and said incoherently.
"Idiot, what are you talking nonsense to him over there? His soul has been taken away, and he is no longer our comrade-in-arms!" Seeing the troll still standing there stupidly, Saurfang couldn't help but his eyes were burning, and he looked towards
They came running and yelled
Su was at a loss and clenched his war spear, but looking at the alien comrade in front of him who had saved his life, he couldn't attack him. Others around him were also dumbfounded by this turn of events, and they couldn't react at the moment.
Come
"Hey~"
Layburn showed a strange smile and suddenly disappeared on the spot without any warning, and he was never seen moving.
He just disappeared, as if he never existed at all
The next moment, when human beings appeared in front of Su's eyes again, his metal-like palms that had been modified at some point were raised high, aimed at the troll's heart and about to be inserted!
"Damn it, you didn't fight back!" Su was about to be killed by the opponent's palm, but suddenly Regen's roar pulled him back from his fugue.
The troll raised his hand like a conditional launch, and the sharp spear passed through his body, piercing the controlled human soldier. At the same time, he reluctantly turned sideways, using his shoulder instead of his chest to receive the blow from the opponent.
Both of them fell to the hard stone ground with blood splattering on them.
After all, Regan and Saurfang were a step too slow. When they rushed over and helped the grinning troll up, Leborn was already completely dead, or in other words, he was already dead when he was controlled by the soul.
The so-called soul control is very different from the mental control of ordinary priests. The latter is that priests use their powerful mental power to enter the other party's brain and temporarily control the victim's body movements. However, the disadvantages of this spell are obvious, not only is the time limited,
, and the controlled person can also break free by his own will or resist the priest's spells
Soul control is more than a star and a half higher than the realm of mental control. Although it is also generated by powerful mental power, it is extremely aggressive and belongs to the kind of terrifying method that directly crushes the victim's soul and then takes over the other person's body. It can be said that there are two types
Spells are like the difference between a small fireball and a world-destroying flame
Regen used the Holy Light Technique to give Su a simple treatment, then closed Leborn's wide-open eyes and stood up expressionlessly.
"Don't be too nervous. The soul spell consumes a lot of money. I don't think that guy will be able to perform the same trick again within five minutes." Regan said to the jittery warriors around him. Although they were all elites who had fought a hundred battles, this kind of company
This is the first time that a spell caster was killed without even seeing Pao Ze. Naturally, he was shocked and angry.
Roxas spat on the ground and said bitterly: "Damn reptiles, apart from overwhelming us with numbers, they only hurt people in secret. Is this what the Qiraji say is powerful?"
"Don't forget, this is war, a life-or-death war," Saurfang stood aside holding a giant axe, lowering his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking, "On the battlefield, any means or strategy can be ignored."
It can be allowed because we have the same purpose, which is just to kill each other..."
Roxas stopped talking, but it seemed from his inverted eyebrows that he was still very angry. Most of the soldiers around him had the same expression. After all, no one wanted their comrades to be killed in front of their eyes.
"But, he shouldn't use such a stupid and self-righteous method." Saurfang slowly raised his giant battle ax, as if he was accumulating power from the void. "The chocobo stuffed his head in the sand and thought he could
To escape death, the foolish sorcerers thought that they could avoid being dismembered by hiding in the air..."
The old orc shook his head, as if sighing at the other party's stupidity, "Trying to be smart is always the saddest way to seek death."
As soon as he finished speaking, Saurfang moved!
No one expected that an old orc could possess such outstanding speed, and no one could expect that an old warrior could unleash such a devastating killing intent!
"Get out, reptile!"
Saurfang's tongue burst with spring thunder, which shook everyone's eardrums like a thunderbolt. The bright moonlight reflected on the ferocious skull of the giant axe, making him look like a god of war!
"Tsk~"
The normal space in front of the old orc was shattered into pieces and disappeared into the air like water vapor, revealing a Qiraji wearing a robe. Even though the soldiers couldn't distinguish its face, they could still smell it.
The smell of fear and timidity - as soldiers, they are no strangers to this smell
Before the insect man could cast a spell to protect himself, Saurfang kicked him to the ground, chopped off all eight of his hands and feet, and then asked lightly: "Do you have any last words, insect man?"
Mr. Master?"
"Ah, ah! These damn mortals, I curse you to a bad death! You will be enslaved by the evil god of hell for eternity!" The insect man wailed and cursed loudly. Because he had lost his limbs, he now looked like a dog rolling on the ground.
The ball looks funny, doesn’t it?
Regen stepped forward and picked up a severed arm, inserting it into the insect man's compound eye without any warning, which made the guy even more miserable: "Tell me, besides your temple, how many defense forces are there, and how did you know about it?"
News of our arrival"
The bug-man just wailed and didn't answer. Saurfang frowned and was about to send it on its way, but was stopped by Regan: "Natalia's map only showed the general structure of Ahn'Qiraj City. As for the
We don’t have a detailed grasp of the temple yet, this guy is very important now, we can’t kill him.”
"Okay, then you'd better ask for this information as soon as possible. We have no reason to waste any more time," Saurfang thought for a while and agreed to Regan's request.
The knight nodded, turned around and stabbed the insect man's other compound eye to pieces. Anyway, these guys have hundreds of eyes, so they can continue to torture them.
"I ask, you answer. If you don't say anything, I will use your own claws to poke your eyes out until all the eyes on your body are poked, and then I will leave you here to slowly bleed to death!" Regen's words
The tone was very calm, but it reminded everyone around him of the torture veteran in prison. I really didn't expect that this paladin had such ability.
"Stop poking, don't poke, I said it all, I said it all..." the insect man shouted. He was not afraid of death, but according to Ragen's words, how much more pain would he have to suffer before he died? Anyway, the master has already
Waiting for them at the deepest level, there is absolutely no way these mortals can get out of the temple alive.
The insect man's abdomen trembled violently, and he said after a while: "My name is Scram, and I am the gatekeeper of the temple. The master discovered you when you entered the city of Ahn'Qiraj, so I ambush you here... As for
The defense force in the temple... is not too much. If you help me treat my injuries, I will be happy to take you to bypass these guards and go directly to see the great master..."
"So you are very familiar with the path of the temple?" Sam, who was like the shadow of Regan, suddenly said, surprising the soldier who thought this death knight was a mute.
"Yes, I know the path very well, and the other guards only know that someone will attack the temple, and they don't know that you are already here. If you are willing to help me treat your injuries, I am willing to take you to avoid those guys' patrol lines and go directly
Meet the master," the insect man nodded hurriedly, "Isn't your target the great ancient god C'Thun?"
Regan narrowed his eyes: "Your hands and feet have been cut off. Even if we help stop the bleeding, we can only save you from death for a while. How can you recover?"
"I don't need to worry about you. As long as you can keep me alive for a while, I will naturally have a way to recover..." A sly light flashed in Scram's compound eyes.
"Oh...I see," Regan also smiled and tilted his head towards Sam.