Chapter 858: 57. War of the Swarm

The high lord said he was going to tell a story to other people, so it must be a story that contained some strange secrets.

In particular, this story also involves Void Spirits, which is a race that seems extremely weird in such a bizarre story as Azeroth. To be precise, it is a race that wanders among the stars, a race with its own technological side In terms of strength and magic power, there are too many races stronger than Azeroth.

During the period when the world barriers of the Draenor world were blasted, many ethereals appeared in Draenor through the crack. Most of them came for business, but they still A small group of guys came with a special purpose, but Tyrion didn't welcome them at that time, so these "bandage men" who were covered with weird bandages all over their bodies to restrain their spirit bodies left soon Delano.

And now, the Void Spirits seem to be eyeing Azeroth again. As far as Tyrion knows, hundreds of Void Spirits have sneaked into Azeroth secretly... As for what they are going to do, Tyrion Ryan doesn't know yet, and the great lord doesn't care much.

But this does not prevent Tyrion from exchanging the information he knows for the temporary "loyalty" of a soul eager for knowledge.

Although for him now, the ogre Cugall, who was once regarded as a dangerous enemy, is already a bug that can be crushed to death, but how should I put it aside from the heavy work occasionally to enjoy a scene full of betrayal? It is also a good choice to embellish the curtain with intrigue and conspiracy.

Such dramas are always very interesting and never tire of watching.

However, just as the High Lord finished dealing with the last matters left by Y'Shaarj and began to "chat about life" with Benedictus' soul, in the Dread Wastes and Mantis Plateau in the west of Pandaria, the army should have assembled , began to invade the Serpentine Spine, and started the once-in-a-century reincarnation bloody battle of the mantid. At this time, the state of the pandaren monks stationed on the Serpentine Spine and the soldiers of the Dark Blade Legion were somewhat... incomprehensible.

"It's not right!"

After the shadow of the Sha Demon dissipated completely, the Pandaren General Lao Yang returned to the Serpentine Spine in the tower where he was stationed. He frowned and looked at a calendar used by the Pandaren. The strange calendar in other places in Las is completely different, using the heavenly stems and earthly branches and the 24 solar terms to mark the passage of time, such a complicated calendar can only be understood by pandaren.

Sitting next to Lao Yang at least, Luminas the death lord and Yrel, the hoof sister, who are drinking the precious dream-returning fairy wine with gusto, are completely incomprehensible. It’s not that these two beautiful generals don’t learn There is no technique, but the calendar is too complicated. If Yrel takes a look at it, he will feel that his IQ has been crushed by the panda people.

It's a bad feeling, so... just drink.

And the dream return wine that the two death lords are drinking is also the perfect work of the Pandaren wine masters. This kind of wine brewed with special materials not only tastes good, but also has another function. After drinking the wine, as long as Close your eyes and meditate, the power of Huimeng Xianjiu will replay the deepest memory in your soul vividly.

And it is said that if a person with a pure heart drinks this fairy wine, he can even predict the future in his sleep... Of course, the most important thing is that some strange toxins are used in the brewing process of Huimeng fairy wine, so the undead They can also feel the pungentness and fragrance of this fine wine, which is a completely different experience from the blood wine they often drink.

"General Yang, what's wrong?"

Luminas, who was drunk, rubbed her aching forehead and asked:

"Is something bad going to happen?"

Faced with Ms. Yanghen's inquiry, Old General Yang put the calendar in his hand on the table with a solemn expression. Ridge's Deathlord explained:

"Recently, you two should have heard about the once-in-a-hundred-year reincarnation bloody battle between the pandaren and the mantid. In the past ten thousand years, the time of the bloody battle every hundred years is very accurate. The mantid will gather an army before the centennial point arrives. Then on the fixed day when the Hundred Years Blood War started, they will attack Beaulieu's Spine from all fronts, and then after 2 months of difficult war, after the mantid are killed and injured to a certain extent, they will retreat overnight."

"Besides, most of the mantid who sneak across the border on weekdays are just scouts who won't cause too much damage... But this time, three days have passed since the bloody battle started! But The mantid still didn't attack the Serpent's Spine from all fronts. This situation has only happened a few times in the past 10,000 years, and every time the attack is delayed, it means that the mantid's offensive will be more violent and terrifying. To be honest, this It worries me."

"Ah, you pandaren are really particular."

Luminas took another sip of wine, wiped her mouth and said:

"Even wars have to be picked in advance, but let me tell you, this is actually a good thing. Maybe there is something wrong with the mantid. When we were hunting together last time, didn't you say that thousands of years ago, that Is it the story of the great queen of the mantid, Koharan, who almost succeeded in rebelling? Maybe another rebellion broke out within them... Anyway, believe me, this is a good thing."

"No matter how many bugs come, we'll send them to hell!"

Yrel, who was a little drunk, also shook his head and said:

"Don't be afraid! Pandaren, you are already in the same group as Dark Blade, and no one in this world dares to bully you..."

"That's true."

The old pandaren shrugged his shoulders. He turned his head and looked at the ammunition boxes piled high on the edge of the city tower and the heavy black machine guns driven by motors on the city wall, as well as the black heavy cannons erected below the city wall. These new gadgets brought by the dark blade once surprised the panda people, especially when these steel weapons were fired, the panda people who got the new weapons didn't even need the dragon knights to risk rushing into the sky, and they could use terror The metal storm cleared the entire airspace.

With the advantage brought by such a fearsome weapon, the numbers that the mantid have always been proud of seem to be no problem.

"The power of engineering?"

A light flashed in Lao Yang's eyes. The pandaren civilization also has its own skilled craftsmen. Perhaps the cooperation with the Dark Blade Legion is an opportunity for the panda people to improve their own technological strength. Although the panda people hate using war to solve problems, but after understanding After the current form of civilization in Azeroth, the panda people obviously need some new guys to protect themselves and this piece of land they love.

After all, it is only with a sword in hand that peace can be truly achieved... put down the sword, and there is nothing left.

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The drunk Lord Luminas didn't know that the comforting words he said casually were like an accurate prophecy, summarizing everything that happened in the wasteland of fear.

The current Grand Empress of the mantid has rebelled...

Moreover, the rebellion set off by the extremely savvy Grand Queen Sheksiel this time is more terrifying than any rebellion in the history of the mantid, including the royal prime minister Zorlok who holds administrative power in the mantid regime, and the commander of the 4 Including the blade lord Tayak of the three legions, the mantid air force general Melgarak, and the awakened Onshok who mastered the "amber regeneration" technology, several high-ranking and powerful digital lords belonged to the great empress Sheksiel. subordinate.

There are three main reasons why Shakhill's rebellion attracted so many high-ranking lords to follow:

First, according to the tradition of the mantid, the Grand Empress has 3,000 years of ruling power, and she will carefully choose the next successor until the empress herself is old and frail. , for a pure-blooded mantid like her, this is just the time of her prime of life, and it is far from the time to abdicate.

The Klaxxi Council sensed signs of rebellion from the series of reforms implemented by the unwilling Shakhir over the past thousand years. This old-fashioned organization made a regrettable decision, but they deposed Shakhir. Er's actions are inherently antithetical to mantid tradition, so the council does not hold a prestige advantage in this rebellion.

Secondly, even though the mantid established the century-old tradition of reincarnation more than 10,000 years ago, using this cruel method to select elite fighters, accumulate strength, and attempt to eliminate all creatures in Pandaria at once, this idea itself is correct, but The problem is that in the 10,000 years of reincarnation, the military strength of the mantid has already reached the point where it can easily destroy all living beings in Pandaria.

However, for various reasons, the Klaxxi Council, which was ruled by the elderly, has been unwilling to launch the "final battle" and let those elite fighters age in vain. This has caused dissatisfaction among many young mantid lords. After millennia of accumulation, this discontent has severed the close bond between parliament and civilization.

The great empress Shake Hill has been advocating that she should "one-off" solve the troubles that have been delayed for more than 10,000 years, completely end this meaningless "reincarnation" tradition, and then welcome back "" Master", rebuilding the dark empire.

This radical philosophy is clearly at odds with the home of the Klaxxi Council, but it does find favor with the mantid nobles.

Finally, it is about the impact of the opening of the fog barrier...

It’s not just the pandaren of Pandaria who started to contact the outside world. The mantid have been using their own methods to investigate this strange world after the mist first opened. Ke just sent an insignificant "expedition" army, and in less than a week, he easily occupied 12 islands in the South China Sea Islands...

The combined area of ​​these islands has far exceeded the current territory of the mantid, and more importantly, the spoils brought back by this legion, those slaves, have even stimulated the pride of the mantid nobles...

Even weak humans and elves can occupy two continents. Why do the mantid, who are stronger than them, still hide in this damn place and continue to play this disgusting "play house" game with those panda people?

When you have a power that can easily conquer half of the world, will you let this power wither in time?

The combination of these factors has led to the crazily increasing of the power under the command of the Great Queen Shakehill every day, while the power belonging to the parliament is constantly being divided. Obviously, among these bugs, there is also a "tradition" " and "innovative" thinking, and from the current point of view, Shake Hill still seems to be firmly in the upper hand.

But apart from the rebellion caused by the mantid queen, there was another important emergency, which was also a decisive factor preventing the mantid from continuing to launch the "Hundred Years of Blood War".

An army of insects...an army of insects that did not belong to the mantid, from the direction of the Krasarang Forest, with a posture of devouring everything, rushed into the wasteland of terror on a rampage. In just 4 days, Among them, the land belonging to the mantid occupies more than one-fifth, and what is even more terrible is that the southern part of the Dread Wastes originally belonged to the Klaxxi Council...

The vicious worms that suddenly appeared were not the helpers of the Grand Queen Sheksier, but they did unintentionally help the Grand Queen contain a large part of the Klaxxi Council's power, like a vicious His dagger, at the critical moment of the mantid rebellion, slashed the council from behind.

"What an active mind, so much knowledge, so many secrets..."

The Deconstructor Skris, who was guarded by the terrifying insect-human spirit slayer, raised his insect limbs on the hillside of the horrible wasteland. In front of his eyes, hundreds of thousands of genetically modified Qiraji- The Neyou soldiers are besieging a mantid stronghold with a posture of engulfing everything. Although the mantid fighters all have the advantage of flying, they face terrifying enemies that are dozens of times their number. No matter how brave the mantid warriors were, they couldn't solve the problem.

What's more terrible is that the disassembler, a bastard without the dignity of a strong man, doesn't care about his own face at all. In such a war, it actually directly attacked those weak mantid soldiers.

"Your secrets belong to me!"

The weird and huge mental power of the disassembler was like a big net, covering the dark sky with ease, and then amidst the dismantler's cold laughter, the mental power net was tightened suddenly, covering those The minds of the mantid soldiers flying wantonly in the sky were easily destroyed, and then, like puppets on a string, they defected to the dismantlers and began to slaughter their former companions.

"Hehe, there's nothing to look at."

Seeing the chaos inside the mantid, a gleam of indifference flashed across the silver-white compound eyes of Scriss, it turned its head, and said to the bug-human spirit slayer who was guarding it:

"Go! Take the two sacred Kepa trees here back to the jungle base camp. These are precious treasures. Even if you risk your life, you must keep them safe!"

The worm-man spirit slayer turned and left obediently, and at this moment, a Qiraji slayer worm dragged a battle ax covered in green blood, stared at the blood-stained flesh all over his body, and smashed a strange amber crystal Passed to the Deconstructor, which it found in the mantid's headquarters.

The dismantler knew that the mantid would use such amber crystals to convey messages, so he crushed the crystal and read the message with enormous mental power. After a while, the dismantid's silver-white compound eyes flashed A strange halo passed.

"Ah, a group of old-fashioned people want to assassinate the big empress... What a shame!"

"However, should I save that talented lady? Well...it seems that I need to plan carefully..."