Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 837 36. Benedictus, the Master's New Servant

Benedictus walked on the desolate land of the fearful wasteland. He could feel that there was a strange power flowing slowly in the ground under his feet. The power of gods is not the same, but the inside is the same.

They are all derivatives, variants, or weakenings of the extremely corrosive void power.

This self-cultist, along with his most confidant subordinates, was escorted by a group of heavily armed mantid soldiers. According to the previous mantid sergeant, they would be sent to Karaxivis, where In the holy land of the mantid's inheritance, they accept questions from elders who are extremely noble and possess infinite wisdom.

This should be a good thing, because it means that Benedictus has passed the most dangerous stage in the process of contacting the mysterious mantid, and now as long as he can find a way to convince the unknown mantid elders If they recognize him, then he is only one step away from the "ultimate secret" he is chasing.

But for others, it is not a thing that can make people feel at ease, especially walking with Benedictus under the dim sky of the fearful wasteland, even for these real cultists, All extremely bad experiences.

This piece of world that was transformed tens of thousands of years ago is very suitable for the survival of the mantid, but this means that it is not suitable for humans or other flesh and blood creatures to survive. Those cultists who followed Benedictus, From time to time, he raised his head and looked at the strange sky above his head with horrified eyes. It was a sky completely infected by Sha energy.

It was dark, pale, somewhere between black and white, some kind of sick, corrupt, viscous, disgusting, deformed light covered the sky, and in the curtain of that sky, it was like an inward The circling spot of light devours all the light around it, and it is like the kiss of a giant beast opening its sharp teeth in the sky. Looking at the Sha Energy Eyes in the sky, it is like looking straight into the abyss .

And when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also looks back at you...

Several mentally unstable cultists had already started to tremble. They didn't dare to look at the sky of the Dread Wastes anymore, so they turned their eyes to the ground. In the group of strange buildings, those strange and strange creatures gathered on both sides of the pedestrian.

Those mantid with strange and terrifying compound eyes, flapping their wings, searching the sky in groups, holding insect-like beheading knives, and those mantid domesticated by the mantid, the whole body is covered with strange amber. There are poisonous scorpions that look like cars, and some cerebrates are similar to Qiraji, but their forelimbs are extremely developed, and the overall look is like a giant war worm that is magnified more than ten times.

These bugs may have the same origin as the Qiraji, but just from the superficial order, it can be distinguished that these bugs, called mantid, are more advanced than the Qiraji civilization, although they are similar to the Qiraji They worshiped the ancient gods like worms, but they did not completely destroy the internal order of their own species because of this worship. It can even be said that the social form of this worm civilization is more advanced than the barbarians like centaurs...

When the brutal nature is controlled by evil wisdom, and the fertility far surpasses that of other races, and the selection and reincarnation for tens of thousands of years for a "great and noble" goal, the mantid is definitely called One of the most feared races on Upper Azeroth.

"Be decent..."

As he followed the mantid guards up the slope leading to Klaxxivis, Benedictus stretched out his hands to straighten his robes. He looked back at his terrified subordinates, and a flash of blood flashed across his face. With a trace of dissatisfaction, he said in a deep voice:

"I am going to meet our brothers who have never met before. You must stay here, learn the language of the mantid as quickly as possible, and integrate into their civilization and society. This is extremely important to me. I believe that You can do it, you won't let me down, right?"

The cultists in front of Benedictas looked at me and I looked at you, none of them stood up to express dissent, which meant that they accepted Benedictas' order, which made the Dark Bishop very satisfied.

It's not that he doesn't know the nature of his followers who bully the good and fear the evil, but he doesn't care.

In the past few years, he led them to live on a small island in the South China Sea, relying on evil magic and some controlled qiraji, Benedictus formed a small pirate group, he He allowed his subordinates to plunder wantonly and enjoy the carnival until the fog of Pandaria opened, and he immediately brought his pirate group to Pandaria to "make a fortune", just like other pirates in the South China Sea.

However, the moment he landed from the Dread Wasteland, Benedictus remained calm, and gave the more than 300 pirates who followed him as "gifts" to his "friends" of the mantid, thus gaining the power of the mantid. The "goodwill" of the demon.

Just this kind of understated cruelty is enough to dispel the "small thoughts" of his subordinates. To be honest, Benedictus doesn't need these cultists, but he can't stay with the mantid forever. After he obtained the Dark Heart of Y'Shaarj with the help of the mantid, he still wanted to return to the civilized world, where he would spread the glory of the destruction and corruption of the ancient gods.

And at that time, these cultists who have followed him all the way will come in handy, but if those unlucky ghosts die here unfortunately, the problem...isn't that big.

Throwing his followers among a bunch of omnivorous bug monsters, Benedictus wandered into the world with a mantid general who was obviously stronger and more powerful than the average mantid. Among the mountain holy places named "Karaxivis".

"Klaxxi" is the chill of the "priests" in the mantid civilization, and Klaxxivis refers to "the place where the priests gather". In this bug civilization, the ruling class is the big mantid. The Queen and the Klaxxi Council, which assists the Grand Queen in commanding the ethnic group, complement each other, but also check and balance each other.

Because according to the tradition of the mantid, the term of each Grand Empress cannot exceed 3,000 years. No matter how well the Grand Empress does or does not do well, once the 3,000 years are up, she must abdicate and give way to a younger Grand Empress. In order to keep the population of mantid young, the problem is that things like power not only affect mortals, but also affect bugs.

Since the mantid migrated to the Dread Wastes for more than 10,000 years, the conflict between the Grand Empress and the Klaxxi Council has almost never subsided. During the period of time, there were still so many "conflicts", without exception, those queens who set off a rebellion and tried to bury the "decaying" Klaxxi Council would eventually be beheaded by the elite forces of the Council in her On the Great Throne.

Yes, the reason why Klaxxivis has been able to exist safely for tens of thousands of years is not just because of the extraordinary wisdom of these mantid elders. The deadliest and most powerful legendary fighters of the entire mantid population are in the hands of the council. ...

So to be precise, the 11 elders of the mantid of Karaxives are the true stewards of this civilization from ancient times to the present. As for the supreme empress, that is just a symbol of the mantid empire, nothing more.

"Salute to you, the great and almost eternal alien elder."

Benedictus stood in the center of the holy land circle paved with golden amber, and bowed respectfully towards the huge mantid elder with his back to him.

In front of his eyes, it was a huge mantid over 6 meters tall. Such a huge body was due to the long lifespan, which caused the originally slender but powerful body of the mantid to become gigantic. Going gigantic is not a good thing for the mantid, which means that their proud agility will disappear completely. However, considering that these elders do not rely on force for a living, so this is fine.

But Benedictus' greetings did not interrupt the movement of the mantid elder. It stood in front of a huge, round amber stele exuding a gentle golden light, and kept moving with its worm-like hands. It emits a strange sound wave to fine-tune a certain vibration frequency of the amber monument in front of it. It seems to be using this weird thing to send some information to some other existence.

The mantid communicate by means of sound waves, a mystical knowledge that no one but them can comprehend.

The elder did not answer Benedictus' greetings, appearing very arrogant, but Benedictus was not angry or ashamed, on the contrary, he quietly maintained that respectful posture until nearly ten minutes later, the huge The mantid elder finished his debugging. Like an old man, he turned around tremblingly, using his bug-like compound eyes to size up the flesh and blood creature in front of him.

It let out a deep insect cry, and then said slowly in that ancient and obscure language:

"Great and eternal? No, no, no, this word can only be used to describe the supreme elder of the mantid...the supreme master, only he is worthy of these words of praise...under the dark glory of the gods , no one can last forever, neither you nor I..."

"Give me an explanation, fellow travelers from afar, I smell another kind of power from you, and the ancient venerable, hate this smell... explain, if you still want to keep your life if."

As soon as the mantid elder finished speaking, several mantid generals guarding the amber of the Holy Land pulled out their ferocious amber weapons in unison. As long as Benedictus didn't say a word right, his life would be in danger. Will completely wither here, as believers of the ancient gods, these mantid will definitely have a way to suppress the escape of souls.

"I did serve another Old God."

Facing the mantids who were staring at them, Benedict said calmly:

"At the end of the great desert of Silithus, I once fought against the order with the worm empire of La. However, we failed. The ancient god C'Thun died, and it failed to complete its mission. In Csu In the memories left by En, I saw the existence of the "master", and I also knew the existence of the mantid... This is the reason why I have been waiting outside the mist for several years, and now, I have finally come here."

Benedictus bent down again, and he said sincerely:

"I would like to become the new servant of the Supreme Lord, and dedicate everything to the Lord's great recovery..."

"The most important thing is that I brought news about the remains of the Juggernaut. In C'Thun's memory, I saw with my own eyes that the Titan's servants put the still beating heart of the Juggernaut into a pool shining with blue light. The pool of water...I know that pool of water is there, and that's why I'm here."

"oh?"

Benedictus's swearing words made the mantid elder in front of him look surprised. The huge elder waved his hand, and the other mantid generals stepped back obediently.

"It's so strange..."

The elder said softly in a bug-like voice:

"I can sense your confidence, which means that you really know some secrets that even we don't know...well, but it's a good thing."

"We mantid are an ancient race, and you, feeble creatures of flesh and blood, are like a toddler, but you have a role to play in the master's grand plan... the ancient Great is His Holiness, yet frightening in its wrath, devouring hope and beckoning despair, breathing in courage and breathing out fear."

The mantid elder turned around and continued to fine-tune the amber stele in front of him, saying softly:

"When the usurper named Titan came, the Old One was shattered, and his last breath of fear turned into a lingering shadow, but the shadow that engulfed the world was nothing compared to its former glory carry..."

"I didn't trust you to give you this warning. The ruler's new servant, the gods believed by the outside world will no longer be gods. Once the ancient venerable returns, the mantid will once again follow it as its most loyal family and share its glory. Glory, and I trust that so will the wise among you, as you."

"But you must make a contribution. I will not give you precious faith just because of your words. Outsiders, the next hundred-year reincarnation of the mantid is just around the corner. Whether you can be lucky enough to join it depends on you." How much strength can you dedicate to us... Grand Empress Shek'zeer has openly opposed the majesty of the Klaxxi Council, and the mad queen needs to be punished."

"Go, wake up the ancient hero for us, let us see your ability, if you do well enough..."

"Karaxxivis, I am willing to give you a chance to try...only one time!"

There was a flash of light in Benedias' eyes, and he responded softly:

"That's enough!"

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