Time was pushed up a bit.When the fragment of Godhead was activated, and the pure and vast divine power rippled on Mount St.
Hyjal, Richard felt himself rising, and in the middle of his breath, his surroundings had changed.This is an infinite 'ocean', in which countless imprints rise and fall, some are bright, some are dim, some are shining, and some are about to die.They are vaguely connected to the essence of an intelligent life within the plane.This is the ocean of dimensional imprints.Every existence in the plane will leave its own imprint here, so that it will be recognized by the plane in which it is located, and it will not be targeted by the pan-consciousness of the plane.In other words, the first thing any visitor from the outer plane will face is the dimensional sanction caused by the absence of the dimensional imprint.Whether it's the gods of the Celestial Realm, or the demons of the Hell, or the demons of the Abyss, or even the Grand Arcanist of Netheriel, they all have to face the same problem.Of course, there are different ways to solve the problem.In the middle of this, Richard looked up, and he saw, saw thirteen incomparably majestic beings surrounding him.There is no change of sun and moon, and there is no rotation of the four seasons, but there are stars shining in the sky, and the light sprinkled is like substance, shining on the heavens and the earth.And in the light of the stars, thirteen behemoths stood in the middle of it, their forms hazy and indistinct, but they still had the sky above their heads and their feet on the earth.At this time, they all lowered their heads and stared at Richard, the uninvited guest, with unkind expressions.However, Richard did not panic at all, he straightened his body, only bowed slightly, and then faced them directly, sending a message with a spiritual shock: "Great orc god, I need your help?"
”That's right, this is the orc god, the thirteen orc gods of the past.They are only false gods, but their power is real, and when Sandriel Floating City descends, they are immediately struck by a collective fire.It is true that they have fallen, but as divine beings, they cannot truly die as long as their names are recited.A huge head slowly hung down, it was the head of a white tiger, and the word 'Wang' on the forehead was shining.He is the god of orc hunting, the king of the white tigers, Anduin's former apprentice, and the first king of the orcs to become a god.His drooping head was larger than Richard's, and his eyes were like jewels, pure and majestic.He looked at Richard, and an inexplicable voice echoed through the sky: "Why should we help you?
”"Why help me?
Why, you ask?
”Richard seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and then incredulous, until at last, he only felt an inexplicable emotion stirring in his chest, until it became more and more high: "Because, you are the guardians of the orcs, and you enjoy the faith and glory of the orcs to this day." ”"Because, the orcs have reached the critical moment of life and death, destruction and rebirth, only in the mund.""
Because, the orcs need you, and this plane needs you too!""
Because, we are all looking for freedom!"
Speaking of this, Richard paused, the whole person seemed to be boiling, he put away all his respect, slapped his chest, showed the rebelliousness of the orcs, and shouted hard to let out the roar in his heart."
Orcs, never be slaves!"
Only this roar seemed to shock the heavens and the earth, shake the stars, set off waves in the boundless ocean, and shocked the thirteen gods as if they were overpowered.Then a huge lion's head slowly turned its head, and it seemed to whisper, as if to roar: "Orc, never be a slave!"
That's a good saying, that's good.Haha, haha, it should be so, it should be so!
”This one, the patron saint of the orcs, the former king of the beasts, forced the Tiger Clan to give up half of the country and achieve the position of a powerful existence lowered his head at this moment, he looked at Richard, and said: "Remember what you said, and then, make it happen!"
”After speaking, he suddenly collapsed, and his huge body turned into a vast divine radiance, which suddenly swept out, swept across the entire 'ocean', and dyed an unknown number of imprints with golden radiance.He is the first, but by no means the last.Another, the god of strength and warriors, the Elephant King, flicked his proboscis and was not good at words, but he gave Richard a deep look, and then let out a high-spirited hiss, and collapsed into the ocean in infinity.As a result, the second golden divine glow was contaminated with many believers.Immediately after that, the third, the fourth, the fifth......
Until the twelfth place, the terrifying bear god looked at the king of the white tiger and complained: "I have said it, this is the choice of Teacher Anduin, it will never be wrong, you still have to test it?"
Don't you know how many of our people will die if we delay this second?
”After speaking, he didn't give the White Tiger King a chance to refute, and he directly collapsed into a divine radiant tide.The King of the White Tiger looked at the already empty surroundings and shouted angrily: "What's wrong, is this still mine?"
Won't I just say a few words, and you haven't objected to it before?
One by one, none of them are good!
”He said, but his huge body was dying, until the last moment, he looked at Richard, but his eyes were extremely serious: "Orcs, never be slaves?"
”Richard was extremely serious: "Orcs, never be slaves!!
”It's a long time, but it's really just a very short exchange in the sea of consciousness, and when the thirteen gods completely shatter their own divine imprints, it means that they have completely fallen.After all, they are only false gods, they have not ascended to the heavens, nor have they been able to row their seats in the pantheon, they have everything in this face, and this divine imprint is the last thing they can have.So, at this moment, they are dead completely!
Perhaps, in this great war, there have been too many deaths; Perhaps, as long as there is fear in their hearts, they can still choose to survive.But at this time, they are willing to eat!
For their death became a bridge, a bridge between the whole plane, the existence of all life.As a result, in the depths of the plane's origin, the almost ocean-like imprint was dyed into a brilliant gold by the divine radiance.As a result, in the entire plane, countless orcs felt an inexplicable throbbing like an electric shock at this moment.So, in the hiding room deep in the dark region, countless orc women and children hugged each other and trembled......
Next to the teleportation array, there were countless orcs waiting in line to leave......
On that battlefield, the hearts of the orc warriors who were fighting for their lives ......
In the depths of the mine, the orc miners who wielded their pickaxes and tried to dig up the ore......
Even the half-orc heirs who only have orc blood......
At this moment, they all saw an orc, an incomparably majestic orc standing in the vast heaven and earth.That's Richard, the savior of the orcs.At this moment, he was bare-chested and bare-backed, unruly.At this moment, He ran like a fly, roaring like thunder.At this moment, he beat his chest like a war drum.At this moment, he ignited the blood of all orcs, telling them the glory and strength, glory and courage that orcs should have.It was as if he was saying to all the orcs: Orcs, seek freedom!
At this moment, countless orcs could no longer suppress the impulse of blood, and the pursuit of freedom made them rebel against everything!
This is a rebellion of the orcs of the entire plane, the servility carved into the bone marrow by the Netharel humans has been overturned, and the courage in the depths of the blood can no longer be suppressed!
It was also at this moment that countless powers of faith converged in the ocean of the plane through unknown channels, at Richard's holy soul.At this moment, Richard returned to Mount St.
Hyjal, where the thirteen Optimus Pillars belonging to the orc gods were crumbling, revealing Richard's substantial body of the Holy Soul and the river of faith on it.And so, in front of Him, a flame was kindled.The flame was not big, like a candle flame swaying in the wind.But this flame is also extremely dazzling, it seems to tell endless mysteries and light, mystery and profundity.When it appeared, the moonlight dimmed, the darkness was dispelled, and all the splendor belonged to it.It is a flame ignited by the fragments of the Godhead and fueled by countless faiths.This is the divine fire, the first step on the path to the gods.…… The battle between Amon and the Grand Arcanists has also reached its climax.How terrifying the [Blade Storm] of the Legendary Throne's true body was, in Richard's hands, the tornado that swept everything was no longer a simple air blade, but a crack that cut through space.That crack can cut the space, and naturally it can cut everything that is carried in the space!
The Hellhound was the first to suffer, relying on its terrifying self-healing ability and the immortality of the three heads to rush too fast and too close.Then, he was dismembered by countless spatial rifts.Countless pieces of flesh were sprinkled with blood stained with the flames of hell, and this time, it was literally dead.This was followed by a group of dragons.The dragon group composed of twelve red dragons is actually extremely powerful, they can even influence the rise and fall of an empire, but in such a battlefield, they seem so weak and redundant.There were five dragons who could no longer see the sun the next day, including one of the Elder Dragons, who burned all of his Origin Dragon power to build an Absolute Guardian Realm to protect the other dragons, but was unable to save all of his children.After leaving the battlefield, they fled almost without looking back, fleeing back to the Dragon Realm, not even daring to say a cruel word, or glaring back.They were scared!
As for the kinetic armed 'Desperate Spider Jockey', it's hard enough to be covered in diamonds, but it's not invulnerable.After all, it was assembled from hundreds of crystal golems, and there were gaps, there were loopholes, and under the indiscriminate attack of [Sword Storm], it still had countless scars.Of course, it was lucky to survive after all, but the most miserable thing was its companion, and the arcane tower above the sky, anchored in space.This arcane tower has almost completely withstood the power of the [Blade Storm], and has been cut by countless spatial cracks I don't know how many times, although it has also burst out with extremely strong protective power, but when everything is gone, this arcane tower has been shattered.This is the second Arcane Tower to be damaged since the start of the Great War, and as for whether the Grand Arcanist in it has escaped?
This Amon is not clear, however, he tends not to die, the Grand Arcanist is not so easy to kill, even if he dies, there should still be a backup resurrection method.This blow was a fruitful battle, but Amon also suffered a lot of damage, and the dragon's origin dragon breath was indeed domineering, and even burned through the realm defenses outside the legendary true body.And the corrosive power of the water of the Styx has no effect on Amon's soul, but the corrosion of the body is real, the flesh and blood are melting piece by piece, and the pain is also tormenting his nerves.The most serious ones were the 'Death Rays' and 'Malf Micrometeors', which opened small holes in his body, and many places almost came out of his body, and there were even strange forces that suppressed the recovery power of his body.And the [Sword Storm Storm] in the sky stopped, and the Grand Arcanists were not intimidated by Amon's achievements, and they seized this moment of respite to launch the most fierce attack.Two arcane towers have joined forces to directly make an extremely strange blessing for the 'Desperate Spider Rider' - a twelve-level forbidden spell, true disillusionment.This is a sorcery that is even more advanced than the 'True Mirror Technique', and it is also a real mirror image, but it is not limited to the Arcanist himself.Yes, this spell did not work on the human body, but on a huge power weapon, so four 'Desperate Spider Riders' surrounded Amun.As for the Grand Arcanist who summoned the Three-Headed Dog of Hell, he made another ultimate summon.This time, he summoned a Flame Lord from the abyss, a terrifying monster that had been advanced again by the Barlow Flame Demon.As soon as he appeared, he turned hundreds of miles of land into magma, countless snow-capped peaks were melted, and countless pillars of magma fire rushed into the sky.He looked terrifying and hideous, but the battle was mainly based on spells, he spread his flame wings and suspended in the air, condensing all kinds of strange flames and throwing them towards Amon.Another Arcane Tower took over the previously destroyed Arcane Tower, and began to use various means to limit the speed and movement of the eight-armed giant, but with the experience of the past, he did not dare to get too close, but used various control and weakening spells to strike.As for the Grim Reaper clone, it was already approaching the battlefield in a trance.He is independent of the void, as if he exists, and as if he disappears, giving people a weak sense of existence, but no one dares to ignore His gaze.As a doppelganger of death, he only has the power of a single blow, and after a blow, he has to return to the underworld.Of course, he can meet empty-handed, but more often than not, he carries the soul of the strong as a trophy.For an existence like him, there is basically no such thing as attacking without success, even in the face of the top of mortals, the strongest under the gods, and those demigod-level existences.At this time, he watched the battle below with interest, searching, and waiting for an opportunity.And the arcane tower that sustained his existence could do nothing more than try to maintain the energy supply.It can be clearly seen that even if it is just a simple maintenance, this arcane tower is a little weak, and the arcane runes that are constantly exploding are difficult to reorganize in the shattering, and the rippling elemental power is getting weaker and weaker.However, this Grand Arcanist can really only summon and designate the target of attack, and he can't control the rest.If he could, he would have scolded his mother, but the Grim Reaper clone existed, and he didn't dare.And this is the forced qualification of the Grim Reaper's clone!
In this battle, in order to cope with the increasingly fierce attack, Amon also exerted all his strength, he was a warrior in front, and like an assassin wandering attack, that is, like a shooter, a long-range sniper, and like a berserker, charging forward.He has exerted the mystery of combat skills, the comprehension of rules, the protection of the realm, and the power of legends to the limit, and within a radius of 100 miles, he has guarded Mount St.
Hyjal and Richard to the death.Although he was covered in scars, he did not leak a drop of water, and he managed to monopolize eight Grand Arcanists by himself, but he did not fall behind.…… It should be said that this battle did not last long, although the waves became more and more intense, and the two sides also used various means frequently, making the entire land a purgatory, and the aftermath of the battlefield destroyed all the peaks and things in sight.But it didn't take long.Until, the sun in the sky is setting in the west, and two bright moons are rising.Until, when the divine fire was ignited and strange divine fluctuations swept in all directions, the entire battlefield fell into a strange silence in a very short time.If the speculation of Sandriel, the lord of the Floating City, is just speculation, although the Grand Arcanists have listened, they are cunning and cunning, in fact, they are not without suspicion in their hearts.After all, it's a god, not a casual thing, even if these great arcanists, although they have faced up to their opponents, but if you want to say that this group of orcs can really open the gods, they actually don't believe it.But now, they can't believe it, because the divine fire has been ignited.At this moment, not to mention the horror in the hearts of a group of Grand Arcanists, the way they chose was surprisingly consistent.The only eight remaining arcane towers actually gave up their attacks, and instead fled outward, first with extreme acceleration and then with spatial shock, and then prepared to teleport away.It was also at this moment that in the sky, outside the infinitely high plane barrier, an incomparably huge floating city finally slowly stopped, and the positioning anchor anchored the void again, and pressed the dome.At this time, the moonlight in the sky had dimmed, and only an incomparably large black shadow was suspended in the sky, as if it was about to fall down in the next second.This kind of oppression is not something that mortals can bear, and between heaven and earth, it seems that only that cluster of burning divine fire is left to compete with it.At this moment, below the Floating City, the attack that had been accumulating for a long time was finally completed, and an indescribable red ray erupted, forming a pillar of crimson light that opened into the sky, slashing down.Under this crimson pillar of light, the space is pierced, the moonlight is pierced, the plane barrier is pierced, and the idea of resistance arises in the plane's pan-consciousness at all, even in its heyday.It pierced straight down, towards Mount Saint-Hyjal, the first peak of the Aegean plane, and towards the divine fire that had just been ignited.- Fourteenth level forbidden art, the light of the gods!
This is Netheriel's confidence, and it is the final choice of the Grand Arcanist of Sandriel, the Lord of the Floating City!"
Since you dare to ignite the divine fire of the gods, then I will destroy your divine fire!"