Chapter 861 60. North-South Confluence (Part 2)
It was already a whole day later when Grand Empress Sheksil returned to the continent of Pandaria.
She didn't tell anyone about her "journey" to anyone else, but after she returned to Pandaria, she did seem like a completely different person, becoming more sensitive to the actions of the Blightcaller in the Dread Wastes. It cooperates, and almost agrees to several requests made by the disassembler, and it no longer has the arrogant and annoying look before.
"I must rush back to the Fear Wasteland as quickly as possible. It has been a day and two nights since I disappeared, and the situation may have become very bad."
Grand Empress Shake Hill said to the disassembler in front of her:
"I will try my best to gather those legions and subordinates who are still obedient to me, and I will also try my best to help you hold back the army of the council, but I may not be able to participate in the counterattack against the Klaxxi council. The elders are all masters at manipulating power, and the mantid society is a civilization with strict classes, so it’s hard to say how many troops are still loyal to me.”
"I can understand."
Scriss the Deconstructor stared at the emblem of the Blightcaller Sect on the chest of the Great Queen Sheksiel with his silver-white compound eyes. The nerubian gently folded its hands-like worm limbs, and said softly:
"You don't need to be too nervous. Since we are already allies, the Blightcaller and Nerubians will definitely do their best to help the mantid kingdom break away from that old-fashioned and decadent tradition. You just need to attract the attention of those rebellious legions. Attention, and Klaxxivis and those annoying heroes, leave it to us to deal with."
"Um."
The Grand Empress glanced at the Arch Druid Stag Helm standing beside the dismantler with a little fear, and said in a low voice:
"That's how it is, follow-up matters, wait until the mantid kingdom is reborn..."
After finishing speaking, the Great Queen bowed slightly to the two guys in front of her, and then, escorted by several nerubian guards, returned to the Fear Wasteland through the underground tunnel. A trace of doubt flashed in its silver-white compound eyes, it looked back at the calm-faced archdruid, and asked in a low voice:
"Although I am well aware of the growing power of the Blightcaller, I am still curious, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into her? To make her so cooperative..."
"No, put away your dirty thoughts."
The deer helmet glanced at the disassembler, and said in a deep voice:
"Ms. Shakehill is a wise ruler. Her previous arrogance was because her vision limited her. We didn't use spiritual magic to disturb her will. We just let her see the truth of the whole world. The seed of life rooted on the earth, the magnificent emerald holy land of the Blightcaller, the gate connecting the two worlds, the wreckage of the quicksand battle of Silithus, and finally the headquarters of the Dark Blade Legion..."
"These things can always wake up the ruler who is immersed in narrow thinking, and make her realize that the real world is not just a small piece of the wasteland of fear, the whole world is very complicated. After she realizes her own weakness , she will always instinctively look for shelter, what's more, the collapse of firm belief will always make such a believer into a state of confusion, what she needs is just a bright light to guide the way forward."
"And the teachings of the Blightcaller are that beacon... It's no use talking, Deconstructor, have your armies assembled yet? It's time to end the war in the Dread Wastes, and it's time to bring a good peace to this land. mainland."
"certainly!"
Upon hearing Buckhelm's question about the war, the Dismantler immediately straightened his body, and it replied with a bug-like hiss:
"My army can launch an attack at any time! After Shekhill pinned down the mantid army in the northern part of the Dread Wastes, only the mantid left behind in the south are powerless to resist this number of swarm attacks. Capture Karakxivi Si is also very easy, but those heroes...if each of them is as stubborn and powerful as my captives, then it will be difficult to deal with them with ordinary bugs alone."
As he spoke, the dismantler turned his gaze to a piece of orange-yellow amber behind him. In the cooled amber, Kil'ruk the Wind Reaver was being sealed inside. The compound eyes of this powerful heroic assassin were still shining With furious and ruthless killing intent, the powerful disassembler also took a lot of effort to seal it between the harmless amber cage.
Yingjie is very powerful. Each of these top fighters selected from various eras has the ability to subvert a legion. If there is no way to get rid of them, then it is completely utopian to destroy the Klaxxi Council.
"Do not worry."
Staghelmet raised the thornwood cane in his hand, waved it in the air, and said:
"We also have powerful warriors, and most importantly, demigods are walking with us! My only question is, Dismantler, are you really sure to persuade these heros? If you are not sure, it is better to put them on the battlefield Even if we keep such powerful fighters out of our control, they will still be the source of cholera."
"They are destined to become the most powerful natural warriors of the Blightcaller Sect. It would be too wasteful to just kill them like this."
A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the disassembler, and it said:
"Although I'm not 100% sure, but I believe that given enough time, I can make them submit to us... As long as I crack the secret of amber and add the secret genetic modification of nerubians, I believe , and they will eventually be of use to us."
"good!"
Staghelm didn't say anything else, he glanced back at Kil'ruk the Windreaper who was sealed in amber, and narrowed his eyes:
"Then, prepare for war... and end this chaos as quickly as possible!"
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On the third day after the assassination plotted by the Klaxxi Council failed, in the chaos of the Dread Wastes at this time, a bad news came back to Klaxxives.
The mysteriously missing mantid empress Sheksiel did not die, she reappeared in the position of the retreating mantid rebels beaten by the legion of the council, and called on those hesitant mantid nobles to join In this great war of "pursuing freedom and rebirth", the Grand Empress also angrily denounced the corrupt Klaxxi Council for hiding an important news from all the mantid.
The absolute gods believed by the mantid, the great "lord" has completely fallen, but the Klaxxi Council not only failed to announce the news to the people, but tried to use this opportunity to completely turn the mantid into slaves of these priests!
And she, the eldest queen Shake Hill, was shamelessly assassinated by the parliament in order to expose the evil tricks of the parliament.
The statement of the Great Queen Shake Hill directly caused a terrible storm of belief in the mantid civilization, but what she said was true. During the more than 10,000 years of the mantid's inheritance, the voice of the master's darkness can always be heard The mantid exists in the spirit, but in the past few days, that voice has disappeared. This abnormal situation has aroused the suspicion of many mantid, and at this moment, the big queen's vowed declaration is even more disturbing to this turbulent tide. A bundle of dynamite was dropped.
Those mantid nobles who obeyed the Klaxxi Council also began to frequently ask the elders about the "Master", but the elders couldn't tell...
As the wise men among the mantid, they also know what the disappearance of the voice of the master means, but as the priests of the master, it is impossible for them to directly admit the fall of the gods. Denying the existence of the master is equivalent to denying the existence of Ka The authority of the Laxey Council, but they also have no way to explain why the voice of the ruler has disappeared in the near future, so they can only try their best to prevaricate.
As a result of the detonation of this belief-level bomb, in just three days, several mantid nobles with military power declared to remain neutral in the "civil war". The strength was severely weakened again, and the army of the Grand Queen's side, which was already almost wiped out, got a respite again, and Shaksil also took this opportunity to spread a new belief among the high-level mantid .
The reincarnation of life and death and the pursuit of the ultimate evolution of nature...a new belief that actually fits the mantid's survival mode.
The shameful traitor, Shakesir, not only betrayed the tradition of the mantid, but even brazenly announced to all the mantid that she had found the true inheritance of the ancient aqir empire from the outside world, and the mantid would usher in a prosperous and prosperous future. In the new era, the ancient insectoid empire will once again stand on the land of Azeroth, and the mantid civilization will welcome back the ancient glory...
The vicissitudes of the Dread Wastes in just a few days were like a combination of fierce punches, which made the elders of the Klaxxi Council dizzy. Sheksiel keenly caught the mantid at this stage. The biggest weakness, the collapse and rebuilding of faith, gave the Grand Empress an excellent chance to survive death, and the demise of the ruler also pushed the council to its final desperation.
What's more terrible is that the weird bug army that had been operating on the southern border of the Dread Wasteland before, also seemed to cooperate with the actions of the traitor Shake Hill. On a quiet night, in a suicidal gesture, A terrible raid has been launched against the holy Klaxxives.
"Gah! BBQ bugs! I like to eat them!"
The flapping wings of the sun raven Rukhmar let out a shriek of joy. With the waving of the wings of the sun spirit, waves of terrifying sun fire descended from the sky, easily destroying the amber barrier of Karaxivis. Melting, and amidst the chaos of those mantid running around in the flames, this voracious flame raven quickly skimmed the low sky, using its scorching and sharp beak, quickly picked up a bloated Elder mantid.
Birds love to eat bugs...
"click"
Rukhmar spewed flames from his mouth, roasted the screaming mantid elder until it was half-cooked, and squatted on the amber tablet of Klaxxivis in a posture of enjoying a delicious meal, and put the poor mantid to death. The elder tore it up bit by bit, and then swallowed it into his mouth.
"Mmm...delicious!"
A gleam of admiration flashed in the jewel-like eyes of the Sun Raven, and then this terrifying sun-like creature, in the posture of a predator, turned its greedy and dangerous eyes to the praying mantises rushing towards it Demon heroes.
"You guys look...very chewy..."
"boom"
The next moment, facing the provocative mantid heroes, Rukhmar spread his wings, just like a small sun bursting completely in the dark night, the terrifying solar fire swept across the entire Karak in a stormy manner. In the valley of Sivis, except for the Supreme Korfan who could barely resist the terrible flames, the other heroes were forced to retreat one after another.
"Big bug!"
A strange scream sounded behind the poisonous man who was forced back by the flames. The hero of the mantid only had time to turn his head, and saw a blue raven hiding in the dark storm rushing out. The huge raven demigod tore open the poisonous heart's insect wings with his sharp claws, and then accurately dunked the poisonous heart's body, and then amidst bursts of sharp laughter, Ansu grabbed the poisonous heart Or, he flew to his wife, throwing the prey to Rukhmar as if to please him.
"Quack, my dear Rukhmar, this is a legendary hero in the history of the mantid!"
Ansu croaked:
"It definitely tastes different! Try it."
"click"
As soon as Ansu's words fell, the struggling poisonous man was swallowed by the Yangyan raven Rukhma in great fear. In the bite of the flaming bird's beak, the Yangyan raven was very scared. The second big worm was soon chewed up, the terrifying acidic blood flowing in the body of the poisonous heart could not harm the solid body of this elemental bird at all, and its desperate struggle could only bring Rukhmar Fresher palate.
"Well, it's sour, like some kind of juicy fruit."
Rukhmar swallowed the food in his mouth, then flapped his wings, and burned the flames in the valley of the Holy Land even more recklessly. During the flashing fire, it commented like a gourmet:
"The smell of heroes is really good... My Ansu, let's catch more bugs, I like the smell of them very much!"
"Gah! Well, there's a lot down there...enough to feed us for years."
On the battlefield below, facing the Qiraji-Nerur soldiers rushing from all directions, led by the wild druids of the Blightcaller, rushing towards them like a pale tide, the mantid soldiers in the valley fought hard. A life-threatening confrontation, but their battle lines are still being pushed back steadily.
In the night sky, the raptor druid army led by the demigod couple Rukhmar and Ansu rampaged, and those storm ravens that kept screaming deadly in the air could easily tear apart the smaller ones. The mantid air force blocked them, and then with a cruel gesture, they rolled up a storm, knocking down these bugs flying on their wings to the ground, and were instantly submerged by those rolling soldiers.
The Klaxxi Council, which has been passed down for more than 10,000 years, just like the ancient lord they worshiped, died tonight.