As a Ming capable of interstellar travel and extradimensional invasions, Netheriel's power is beyond the limits of what mortals can imagine.Even if it's just a floating city, even if there are only ten great arcanists, when they work together to focus on a certain thing, the power that bursts out is still extremely terrifying.So, on this day, the good situation that the orcs had worked hard to manage was repeated in an instant.On this day, all nine arcane towers left their area and arrived in the Rhine steppe, the last territory of the orcs.This time, Netharil's Grand Arcanists did not choose a raid-style legion teleportation method, but occupied nine directions outside the prairie, in a total encirclement mode, blocking all the exits of the orc race.Then, an endless legion of golems and legions of warriors with silver pedestals, emerged from the tower, armed with weapons, and marched towards the savannah like a tidal wave.This time, they did not seek speed, nor did they raid with a single shot to change places, but steadily occupied every piece of land.They want to sweep away all the orc tribes in this land, kill all the orcs who are taller than the wheels, enslave all the orc cubs, and then move the arcane tower forward after absolute occupation.These great arcanists who have lived for countless years are so shrewd and spicy, they can actually see very clearly that even if the orc clan shows bravery, its weakness is also extremely obvious, that is, the territory is too small and the strategic depth is not enough.And as long as they hold this small territory in their hands and slowly exert their strength, they can crush all resistance with absolute strength.This is Netheriel's real counterattack, which is to kill them all, leaving no one behind.This is the war of racial destruction!
Fei Leng Cui, in the Great Hall of the Ancestors.Richard was carried into the main hall, and at this time he was lying on a stretcher, charred and scarred, hardly a piece of skin was good, and wisps of green smoke slowly emerged from his body, and he was a roasted prawn.This injury, if it were an ordinary person, even a legendary warrior monk with strong vitality, would have died eight hundred times, but Richard still breathed a sigh of relief.In his chest, the golden heart was still beating hard, and a trickle-like plane origin flowed down, entering his body, and quickly turning into pure heart blood.And this pure heart and soul remedied everywhere, doing its best to support this broken body from collapsing.In the void, Amon saw this tragic situation, and did not talk nonsense, and waved his hand, as if there was an abundant plane origin flowing out, gathering together, forming a substance-like life essence, enveloping Richard.However, this is not over, Amon paused slightly, the whole person rushed forward, and stepped into Richard's body, the will glanced around, looked at the dilapidated room, thought for a moment and began to repair it.He once again summoned his own ontological power, the power of the legend, mixed with the power of the red dragon, all merged into the power of the nightmare, and descended into this body across the endless void.With these powers as a guide, Amon has absolute control, and the pure blood of the essence of the plane is followed by him.Amon carefully repaired his body, first the maintenance of the five organs, then the maintenance of the six organs, then the strengthening of the bones, and finally the healing of the muscles and skin.It wasn't until Richard's body recovered to a certain limit that he increased the output of strength, the transformation of his heart's work, and the construction of the talisman at the same time, and began to drastically improve and transform this body.If he was saving people before, then the latter ones are more needed for experiments.This opportunity is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.Of course, this kind of repair and transformation is extremely costly, but the selfless Dimensional Origin of the outside world provides everything needed.It should be said that Amon received more than just a word of advice from his former Nightmare Lord, but dozens of old believers, and their vast memory information.Even a simple fragment of memory contained in it has greatly inspired him, such as the current method of manipulating the origin of the plane, which is one of his gains.Amon has always felt that it is difficult to control the power that does not belong to him, but in fact, when he appears as the person of the Lord of Nightmares, the origin of the plane can really be mobilized at will, as long as he masters certain small skills.And this plane, although the thirteenth-level forbidden spell has a terrifying suppressive effect, the plane pan-consciousness is notoriously lazy, and the degree of nightmare increase is even rare to the extent that it is only twice as much.But as long as he wanted to, he could completely open a hole and let a large number of dimensional origins pour down, thus creating a high-quality environment that was not inferior to the Origin Sea.It's a bit bigger, but as it is now, it's a way to bring the dead back to life.Visible to the naked eye, the injuries of Richard's body began to squirm, stop bleeding, heal, the charred skin fell off, the power of the xenomorph was discharged, and through the black and red that was detached, the delicate skin seemed to be renewed.But even so, the treatment lasted for more than an hourglass before Richard took on a personal appearance.Of course, this does not require Amun's intervention.In the void, Amon showed his body again, and let out a long breath, such a subtle operation was actually very draining, the original busy day made him a little tired, after this time, he actually had an urge to fall asleep.However, this kind of tinkering is actually an extremely rare experience, at least he has a deeper understanding of the power system of the new fighters.He felt that the path above the legend had become more and more perfect, and he was only missing an opportunity.On the ground, Richard also sat up slowly, he also let out a long sigh, and when he opened his eyes, his gaze was extremely complicated.On the side, Grand Elder Anduin, who had been silent from beginning to end, finally spoke, with some concern and some ridicule, and said, "Richard, how is it?"
How does it feel to be dead?
”"Life and death are not common, I have long been used to it."
Richard rolled his eyes, trying to brag, but he said it weakly.Anduin was so perceptive that he sensed something wrong with just one sentence: "Well, was he scared?"
”Richard grinned and wanted to laugh, but the smile on the corner of his lips turned into bitterness, he was stunned, and actually nodded: "Yes, I'm a little scared!"
”As he said this, his mind flashed back to the previous scene.When the Arcane Tower descended, Richard knew that nothing could be done, and ordered the orc cavalry legions to retreat, while he himself was left last, buying some time for the retreat of the crowd.Frankly, even on the opposite side of Netheriel, Richard never imagined that one day he would face an arcane tower.This was not within his psychological expectations!
Then, today, he was struck by an arcane tower.Until now, he still had in his mind the image of the dusky sky, the rolling dark clouds, lightning and thunder wandering uncertainly, and the arcane tower stood and the void, with endless elemental brilliance blooming, spreading outward like a tide, forming an arcane talisman in the sky.As a result, countless meteorites broke through the clouds, carried the flames of destruction, and fell from the sky and smashed into the earth.It was a tenth-level forbidden spell, Firefall from the sky.However, a single legendary spell would never have made it look like this.This is in a very short period of time, I don't know how many times the firefall has been released, and only then has the power to destroy the world.At that moment, in order to cover the retreat of the orc cavalry, Richard had to exert his strength to the extreme, chopping out all kinds of flying blades, smashing meteorites from the sky, until the last sword broke, he hit with his body, and struggled to open a way for the cavalry to escape.But in this battle, even if it was him, he had the amplification of the power of nightmares, and in the case of the legendary spell washing the ground, he almost confessed to the battlefield.At this time, Anduin smiled, very flat: "You're just facing an arcane tower.Six hundred years ago, although the orc dynasty was only barely formed, and there was no internal disagreement, but if you think about the territorial scope of the orc clan at that time, and then think about the orc base at that time, how could it be weak in terms of the number and combat power of the orc legend alone?
But with that kind of force, on the frontal battlefield, in the face of nine arcane towers that cast spells with all their might, they could still only rout and flee.To this day, I still have images in my mind of the forbidden spells pouring down like a torrential rain, and the orc legends let out unwilling roars, swearing to the death, hoping for the possibility of ending together, but falling as if they didn't want money!
”In the end, Grand Elder Anduin couldn't help but sigh: "Even I have to admit that the reason why Nethermin was able to crisscross the astral plane and colonize the outer plane was because he still had two brushes. ”Richard was slightly silent: "That's the case, then we can win this time?"
”Anduin smiled confidently, and the old man even flew up because of this: "Without the Great Nightmare Lord, our rebellion will be lifeless, only genocide and eternal destruction."
But now, when the great Lord of Nightmares has taken care of you, anything is possible.Young man, you still have less experience, and your faith is not firm enough!
”In the void, Amon really felt Richard's hesitation, and he really felt Anduin's confidence.Well, this old fellow's faith in the Lord of Nightmares is even much stronger than that of Amun, the Lord of Nightmares himself.Frankly speaking, he was so cunning that he had such a devout belief that if it weren't for Amun's insight into his mind and heart, he wouldn't have believed it himself.In the void, Amon slowly spoke, still looking cold and unmoved by external objects: "I told you a long time ago that I don't need faith, and I won't give absolute protection like the gods.All I can give you is a hope, a possibility, and as for how far you can go, it depends on your own efforts!
”After a pause, Amon looked at Richard and asked, "Have you really decided to enter the Time House?"
”Richard took a deep breath: "Although everything is planned, the pressure brought by the nine arcane towers is also real, the war on the grassland will not stop, and I don't know how many orcs will die every second of delay."
And I, the growth rate is still too slow.The span between the transcendent and the legendary throne is really too big, even if I can touch some corners in a year or two, but the orcs can't wait that long.So, I didn't have a choice.Or rather, I'm glad I still have the option of a time house in front of me. ”At this time, Grand Elder Anduin spoke again: "But the danger of the House of Time, Richard, even if you are already clear, I still have to tell you.A thousand years, or a thousand years, it all depends on your will!
”"I know!"
At this time, Richard already felt that his body had fully recovered, he got up, twisted his body, did a few extremely exaggerated stretching movements, stretched his muscles and bones, and said, "Don't wait, let's start!"
”Although he was resolute, Richard actually still had hesitation in his heart, and it was under this hesitation that he prayed for the first time in his life: "Great Nightmare Lord, my mentor, please bless me, and please bless the orcs." ”Anduin also truly rose up and saluted to the unknown void: "I beseech the Great Nightmare Lord to protect us believers.Let's get started," Anduin said, reaching out for a crystal shard.It seems to have countless edges and corners, broken because of the lack of a corner, but it can still refract endless light and shadow, and inside, it seems that there are countless days and nights, the sun and moon cycle, the grass and trees withered, and the years are endless.It was an incomparably magical fragment, and when it appeared, the speed of time began to distort all around it.And Amon in the void didn't talk nonsense, he directly stretched out his hand, and a strong nightmare power descended, turning into a cluster of flames and igniting it.So, in the midst of a twisted time, a dilapidated hut appears.This is the House of Time, a mysterious artifact that Grand Elder Anduin has survived to this day!
Richard, on the other hand, exhaled a long breath, his eyes flashed with determination, and he strode forward and threw himself directly into it.