Chapter 1065 18. Knossos. Fog Dead Zone

"drop"

In the quiet crypt, there was a soft sound, which represented the passing of the identity verification. Afterwards, amidst the movement of the slightly low stone door, the Nathrezim Demon's Temple of Knowledge stood in the fully armed The eyes of the Dark Blade agents slowly opened.

This is Xoros, the world among the stars, one of the three home planets of the Nathrezim demons, and it can be regarded as the most dangerous place among the stars.

In this world, which is one-third smaller than Azeroth, there are nearly 250,000 Nathrezim demons and their demon servants. Living habits have caused 60% of the world's surface to be seriously polluted by evil energy. The life on the earth has dried up, and desertification is extremely serious. It can be said that this world is like being wrapped in desert.

When demons describe Xoros, they always say that this is a world of "hellfire and dry bones". Endless dry bones are hidden under this endless desert, and hellfire... go and see the desert The ground with cracks on the edges is known, and the fire of evil energy spreading from the ground is almost roasting the entire world.

This is hell! True hell!

The dread demon kings all live in several large cities in Xoros, where they live and multiply, maintaining their own unique civilization characteristics. Those cities are also the only places on the planet that still look like oases, but according to the demons They are squandering the world's resources without restraint. It is estimated that in a few hundred years at most, this planet will be abandoned by the Nathrezim. These demons will re-enter the stars and look for the next "home planet".

Like a swarm of plundering locusts.

Marais, a high-ranking agent, wears a veil to block the yellow sand from the sky. The perfect figure of Salein is wearing leather armor, a signature cloak, riding boots, a blood-red long whip hanging from his waist, and a pair of eyes buttoned on his eyes. With cool goggles and a sniper rifle with a long barrel on his back, he looks like a real desert warrior.

She was standing behind the agents. This Salain held the saber at her waist with one hand, and held up an engineering telescope with the other hand, looking at the shadowy demon city on the other side of the wind and sand. On her wrist, there was a big The range of life detection instruments, the screen projected on the instrument panel made of crystal, is like a radar.

This thing is driven by the power of death, and the boundary between life and death is so obvious that even the nathrezim who are good at hiding will be discovered almost immediately if they try to approach the agents in the shadows.

And the place where these heavily armed agents are located is in the desert near the city of Nathrezim. There is an ancient temple surrounded by wind and sand, where the ancient Nathrezim ancestors left. Evil knowledge, this is also one of the holy places on this planet for the nathrezim demons, but don't expect these cunning and ruthless demons to have much reverence for their ancestors.

They care more about their present life than maintaining tradition.

"action!"

Marais looked back at the entrance of the temple that opened behind him. The yellow quicksand was blown by the dry hot wind in the dark hole. Most of the temple in the style of the fearful demon king had been submerged by the quicksand. It resembled a temple with black bat wings. The decoration on the top stands alone in this barren quicksand, as if telling the horror of time.

"You only have 30 minutes!"

The high-ranking agent who was the commander of the operation threw a rune stone that stored data to the operation captain, and she whispered:

"This is the topographic map in the temple. After 30 minutes, no matter whether you have found the target clues or not, you must retreat immediately!"

"clear!"

The tall and tall operation captain is Syndra Saline. This kind of strange blood who is good at melee and destruction is powerful, and can even fight with an adult fear demon king for a while, but they are not here to fight. The battle of Nyskala attracted most of the attention of the demons of Xoros. The two worlds were too close, and there were portals to communicate with each other. In this case, the dreadlords also sensed the threat.

The Nathrezim's fleet above the planet is ready to go, and their best fighters and minions have also been called back to the city to defend against possible intruders attacking through the portal, which allows the Darkblade agents to bypass the Dreadlord , the possibility of a covert operation.

Although sneaking into a world full of demons, stealing some important materials and supplies from the temples of demons, and always being vigilant not to be discovered by demons, it sounds very, very difficult and dangerous, but in fact , Among all the missions performed by Dark Blade agents in the past five years, the difficulty of this mission is hardly ranked in the top ten.

Before they set off, Dark Blade's undercover "deep sea" inside the Burning Legion took the map of the entire world of Xoros, together with the defense systems of the Nathrezim in various cities, plus the topographical maps and traps inside the temple. The location, the location of the knowledge the agents were looking for, and other important information were all handed over to them.

In Niskala, there is also the army of the Dark Alliance to help them attract the attention of the Xoroth demons, and after the task is completed, there are also cross-border support from the death knights.

It can be said that what the agents need to do is to follow the map, avoid the sight of the devil, get the things, and then evacuate in a low-key manner.

It's almost effortless.

Of course, fighting is inevitable. Although the city where the ancient temple is located was abandoned by the Nathrezim thousands of years ago because the land turned into a desert, although the demons do not respect the inheritance of their ancestors very much. , but there are still necessary guards, but in the face of the heavily armed Dark Blade agents, this weak guard failed to even send out a message for help, and was completely torn apart by the agents' holy silver weapons. .

Although the Nathrezim demons are famous among the stars, not every dreadlord is as difficult to deal with as the dreadlords. Ordinary dreadlords are not stronger than other demons. The vicious ones in these stars are better at conspiracy Tricks, in the case of direct confrontation, are slightly worse.

"It's ugly!"

Marais, who was guarding the entrance of the temple with a few high-ranking Salaines, was playing with the demon skull in her hand. Her blood power cleaned up all the flesh and blood on the skull, leaving behind a pale white skull of the Dread Demon King. , she looked at it over and over, and finally threw it to her followers with a look of disgust.

As a night elf, she disliked such barbaric decorations.

After nearly ten minutes had passed, Marais squatted on the ground outside the temple. She looked at the mechanical watch on her wrist. When the time pointed to a certain scale, she reached out from the bag at her waist, He took out a slightly complicated metal bracelet, placed it in the sand in front of him, pressed the start button, and took a few steps back.

Under the gaze of Marais, the metal bracelet changed rapidly. In the collision of the pinion, layers of delicate metal stretched out from both sides of the bracelet, like a rapidly unfolding precision engineering. The instrument is full of futuristic sci-fi style, and the faint blue light and the slightly uncomfortable power in it prove that this thing is made with Titan technology.

After a few seconds of operation, the metal bracelet expanded into a magic circle. On the continuously circulating four-fold metal ring, gloomy and cold death runes were engraved. In the continuous rotation of the metal ring, death and The power of the arcane was blessed on this magic circle. Amid the whistling sound of cutting, a black crack appeared in the space in front of Marais, as if the space had been cut open.

This is a positioning magic circle, which is used to locate the phase coordinates of Xoros planet in the vast stars, but it is not used by the dark alliance or the living.

"crash"

At the moment when the four metal rings rotated at the highest speed, the black crack in front of Marais seemed to be connected to a bad place. With the continuous blowing of the cold wind of the spirit world, in a strange cheer, A small figure rushed out of it, and fell into Marais' arms like a shell.

"boom"

There was a soft sound, and the high-ranking agent who couldn't stand uttered a scream, and the two of them rolled on the sand for a few weeks before they stood up.

And the terrifying impact just now almost knocked Marais's chest flat.

"Yo! It worked! Yuna made it!"

The little idiot Yuna, who successfully completed a space travel, raised her hands and kept circling Marais, as if celebrating the success of her big adventure, while the high-ranking agent grinned and rubbed her chest , looking at the excited Yuna, she asked in a low voice:

"Why are you here? Little Yuna? Didn't you say that the great lord came here in person?"

Marais' question made Yuna, who was dancing in ecstasy, look up. This little ghost dressed in black leather armor and a cowboy hat, dressed as an explorer, was observing the terrible desert environment around him, while talking to his Marais. Sister Si explained:

"Tyrion was too busy! He didn't have time, so I came for him."

This explanation gave the senior agent a headache. She was sure that the little ghost had sneaked here without telling the great lord. She rubbed her forehead and said to Yuna earnestly:

"Hey, Yuna, this is not a joke, it's dangerous here..."

"Don't underestimate me!"

Yuna straightened her back, patted her washboard-like chest confidently, and said loudly:

"Tyrion really asked me to come instead of him, because I am also the spokesperson of the dead world, where I am, is the border of the dead world... I can do what Tyrion can do arrive!"

After finishing speaking, the confident little Yuna threw a jelly candy into her mouth, and while chewing, she walked to the still functioning positioning circle, rubbed her hands together, and then put them in front of her eyes On the black crack in the air, she turned her head and said to Marais behind her:

"Stand back! I'm bringing the big guy out..."

"Back further! Further away!"

It wasn't until Marais retreated several hundred meters that Yuna turned her head. She licked her lips with her tongue, then closed her eyes, and began to try to open the gate of Azeroth's dead realm among the distant stars.

Now that the three hells have begun to merge, as Tyrion's "crown", Yuna's connection with the dead world has also been deepened several times. She wears Bwonsamdi's red gemstone crown on her head, and the sea Ra's ghost horn, plus her own death symbol, is like a microcosm of the entire dead world.

Yuna is not bragging. On a symbolic level, she and Tyrion are really on the same level, and only when she and Tyrion are together, the high lord is the complete king of the dead world. It can be said that, The little fool is a symbolic part of the High Lord.

"It's too far from home!"

Little Yuna tried several times in the wind and sand, but failed to open the passage of the dead world. This made the confident little ghost very angry. While complaining, she raised her hands and breathed into her hands , and then stretched out her hands again, this time, she pierced her little claws directly into the dangerous phase rift in front of her.

Marais looked at the pale light dancing on Yuna's body from behind, wrapping around the little man like a lightning storm. This deserted land seemed to have a premonition that the real death was coming. The detonation threw tens of tons of sand into the sky, and the sky of Xoros changed from dry and clear to overcast in an instant. Even the vast yellow sand in the desert began to stop, which was very impressive. shocking.

"I see him!"

Yuna screamed in joy:

"The big man sees his way! He's coming!"

"boom"

Like the movement of black lightning, at the moment when the mist of the cold death world gushed out from the phase rift torn by Yuna like a tidal wave, a tall figure wearing ritual armor, carrying a cross hammer, and holding a staff of mist , Walking out of the blue mist of the dead world, just like Yuna's name, this figure is very tall, and it is like a heavy hill while walking.

The aura on his body is not as cold as other death lords, but the aura that spread is very pure, it is the smell of death.

This is Villen...

Tyrion's Scourge Knight, the only person in the Dark Blade Legion who can rival Tyrion in force, even in the omniscient Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau, only a few people know of his existence.

Velen walked out from the crack in the world of death opened by Yuna. He was wearing heavy black gauntlets, holding the great lord's staff of mist. In the lingering fog of the world of death, those cold fogs were in the shadow of the condemned knight. Under the control of will, it quickly spread in all directions.

"Mission complete, leave!"

Velen said to Agent Marais in front of him in a hoarse and deep voice:

"Let me finish..."

Even though they are both undead beings, Marais couldn't help but shudder after seeing the scene of the Scourge Knight appearing on the stage, and the fog of the dead world eroding wildly in the desert like a roaring fog dragon.

She probably guessed what the Scourge Knight was doing here.

She also guessed the final "arrangement" of the great lord for the world of Xoros.

Velen didn't come to finish...

He came to slaughter, he came to destroy, he came to mourn.

Here, Velen doesn't need to suppress his terrifying power of death. This world is likely to be a "testing ground" arranged by the high lord for the Scourge Knight to test the terrifying power possessed by the Scourge Knight.

in other words...

The home world of the Nathrezim, Xoroth... is over.