For the orc prophet in front of him, who is said to have lived for 10,000 years, the great elder of the turtle clan, Amon also has a curiosity from the bottom of his heart.Whether it's the nightmare pendant or the nightmare fire that is ignited, it all shows that he has some mysterious connection to the power of nightmares.It's just that this hall seems to have an absolute isolation effect, and even Amun, who is the lord of nightmares, can't detect the existence of this old turtle outside the hall.But when he entered, when the old turtle slowly knelt down in front of him, everything could no longer be concealed.He saw it, and saw the nightmare aura on the old turtle's body, just like the remnants of Richard, Zorro, Offa and other lodgers who summoned the power of nightmares countless times to come to him.It's just that, compared to Richard and the others, the nightmare aura of the old turtle in front of him is undoubtedly much lighter, as if it is the difference between a trickling stream and a dry pool.In other words, the believer in front of him, who is also a nightmare, has the same identity as Richard and others countless years ago.This is also known as the Old Believer!
And with the old believers, there is no doubt that there is at least one Nightmare Lord above the one in front of him, which is different from the other Nightmare Lord of Amun, the other users of the Rainbow Dao.This is a speculation that Amon had had many years ago, but it was just speculation, there was no evidence, and now, there is!
Of course, if you want to be sure, you still have to do the final verification.So, Amon stretched out his hand, pierced the infinite obstacle, and pointed it on the forehead of the old turtle.As a result, the nightmare fire burned, enveloping the entire hall and spreading to the old turtle as well.In the flames, Richard and the old turtle re-established a connection, perhaps, once, the old turtle was not his host, but now, after the nightmare fire burns, it is!
In the flames, the old turtle's tears could no longer be suppressed, and he wept loudly with his head like a lost lamb that had found a home.The cry was so loud and so indulgent, but in the flames, his withered body was moistened again, and the breath of a nightmare entered, igniting the fire of life that he was about to extinguish.Also in the flames, Amon's harvest was more, his eyes gradually blurred, and countless information flashed, that was the life of the old turtle, and that was also the past and experience of countless years.The screen flickered.Countless years ago, in the middle of a primeval jungle, young Anduin was escorted down the road, flanked by undead guards, skeletons with full skeletons, rancid zombies, flesh-stitched abominations, and all sorts of strange dead lives.They roared and drove away the humans, and the long procession snaked like long snakes, and at the end of the horizon, a towering black tower stood in the distance, as if endless fear permeated the sky.At that time, Anduin was still a human!
The screen flickered.It was a spacious laboratory, surrounded by organ specimens soaked in special containers, and a group of black witches in black robes and full of fear, who were busy with all kinds of strange tools to do the final tests.And Anduin has been tied to a test bench, all his limbs are immobilized, he doesn't know what will happen to him, he only knows that he has been terrified to the extreme, and his body can't stop trembling.Only a skeleton man who was so thin that his skin and bones were thin, and only two flames in his eyes were left that he walked in front of him, and said comfortingly: "Death is not the final destination, so don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”As he spoke, the skeleton man spoke to the side again: "Bestiality virus, the 15469th experiment begins, pay attention to the vital signs of the test subject."
So, now start anesthesia. ”As he spoke, a dark light shone over Anduin, and the only thing he saw before he fell unconscious was an approaching skeletal face and a hideous smile.It was Anduin's eternal fear, and even after countless years, it had not dissipated.The screen is turning.In the gloomy cell, Anduin was discarded at will, he curled up, gritted his teeth, he tried to endure, but the endless pain tortured every nerve in his body, every muscle spread, every viscera he suppressed to death, but he couldn't stop the low pain wail coming from his mouth, corresponding to the wails of other cells, as if it had become a desperate lament.If possible, Anduin felt that death was actually a relief, but he knew that in this dark witch tower, death was not the end, and the soul would not be at rest.Even if he commits suicide, he will be made into a skeleton warrior, or he will be dragged with an increasingly decomposed body and driven to work.He saw no hope and did not dare to commit suicide, but in the midst of excruciating pain, hatred grew in his heart.He is going to live, no matter what.He hopes to see the Dark Witch Tower burn and collapse in flames one day.He wants to see the soul of the dark witch engulfed in despair and fear, tore and devoured by countless painful souls, until the end of the long river of time.He just persevered, day after day, until his human body grew strange turtle shells, until the companions around him changed batch after batch.Finally, one day, he heard a voice in his heart, so majestic, so majestic: "I feel your pain and despair, I understand your longing and hope.That's why I'm coming!
Then worship me, believe in me, and I will give you endless power, and I will help you to overthrow the last days of this black witch.I am the Lord of Nightmares!
”On this day, in the abyss of despair, Anduin met his faith and gave everything he had.On this day, he had a new identity, the Nightmare Walker.The screen flickered again.Anduin grabbed the black witch's neck with one hand, raised it high, and with a large battle axe in the other, he split the flesh monster in front of him that was nearly ten meters high.When he landed, he turned his head and roared at the countless strangely shaped beasts: "For countless days and nights, we have wailed in pain; For countless days and nights, we were in fear and despair.We, even if we die, our souls and bodies do not rest, we are the lowliest of dust ants, but ants will be angry, and ants will rebel.Today is the day of rebellion!
Today is the beginning of the fall of the Dark Witch!
Come, my brothers, come, let's go and pursue the opportunity to die freely!
”With such a roar, Anduin directly crushed the neck of the black witch in his hand, ripped his head off, and threw it into the flames.Boom!
In the vigorous flames, countless beasts seemed to see the scene of the dark witch's soul wailing, they were excited, trembling, raising their weapons in their hands, and roaring hoarsely.They swarmed towards the Dark Witch Tower, and all undead guards in their path were submerged and shattered like a blocked reef.Until evening, the flames burned the entire Dark Witch Tower, and the sky was red again, and Anduin, who crushed the body of the owner of the Dark Witch Tower with his own hands, and banished his soul to countless malicious souls, to be torn and devoured.He fulfilled his wish, and he took countless orcs to his knees to offer faith and praise to the great Lord of Nightmares.The screen turns again.The entire continent has been plunged into all-out war, and countless orcs, at the call of their spiritual leaders, have taken up arms and let out hysterical roars.They conquered cities, smashed the spirits of the dead, and destroyed the spires that symbolized the reign of the Dark Witch in the death of one after another.They drove the black witches to flee and chase them down, so that these dark witches who were once high up and demanded their lives felt the fear of death.They built temples to worship the Lord of Nightmares, and in the name of hope, destroyed the Black Witch.It's just that at this time, there are no pure humans in the plane, but all of them have lived as beasts.Anduin's memory is extremely long and complicated, and there is a lot of information, Amon can't understand it all in a short time, but as long as he finds the context, he can also smooth out the useful information he needs.So, he knew, it turned out that the last epoch of the Aegean plane was the era of the reign of the Dark Witch, who studied the taboo and the soul, and explored the boundary between life and death.They create death and monsters, piecing together the undead from flesh and bones.They spread slaughter and fear, have no fear of life, and are even the original founders of the lich profession.And the beast man is actually the product of their research on the beast virus, and the original purpose is just to get a strong enough body.So, Amun knew that Anduin was actually a person who had lived from the last dimensional era to the present, and if the years he had passed were measured by time, it would be more than 10,000 years!
He even witnessed the birth and growth of the beasts, and led them through the revolution and overthrew the reign of the Dark Witch in the name of the Nightmare Agent.Most of all, of course, Amon saw another Nightmare Lord in his memory and had a conversation with him.It was the flickering of countless memory fragments, and at the end, it was the highest place that crossed the web of time and the law, that was the end of the Rainbow Dao, the end of the constellation of the stars, and Amon stood here, looking at the other side.He was standing on the other side, looking at it with a smile on his face.So, he said, "Hello, my successor!
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