Chapter 89 22. Gul'dan: Dead End

Chapter 89 22. Gul'dan's Dead End

Gul'dan was very surprised by the power that Cho'gall displayed at the critical moment. This was a power he had never seen before. It was more chaotic and mysterious than the fel energy he had mastered. It was filled with an indescribable evil. The symphony of the soul, the feeling of corrupting everything, made Gul'dan shudder. This thing seems to be much more dangerous than dealing with demons.

And Gugall seems to be hiding a lot of things. He obviously pretended not to have seen Naga before, but at this time he can call the Naga in the Dark Sea to help him in the battle. This obviously means that the ogre has been deceiving Guru. Dan, the soul of a warlock feels very uncomfortable. No one likes to be deceived, especially a guy like him who is very vigilant.

Under the escort of the naga, the ogre took Gul'dan's soul all the way and fought and retreated, and finally followed the collapsed palace tunnel to a dark and damp crypt below the temple. The sites occupied by the naga, deep in the crypt are tunnels that go straight into the deep sea. When the temple was sunk into the bottom of the sea, there should be more naga gathered here, but at this time the temple is floating, which is equivalent to blocking Reinforced by the naga.

Cho'gall sat cross-legged next to the undersea pearls that the naga adorned in the crypt. These large pearls glowed fluorescently in the dark, and looked special in beauty.

He held the soul stone in his hand and put it in front of his eyes. At this time, Cugall no longer used that simple and honest expression to hide himself. His three eyes were filled with a strange light. He held the powerful stone in his hand. Throwing the scepter of Sargeras aside, this action silenced the orc soul in the soul stone for a while.

"Aren't you going to say something, Gul'dan. (Say it, let's talk, we and the master are listening!)"

Cho'gall asked, and after a while, Gul'dan's voice sounded in the damp crypt:

"Who is your master? Since when did you obey it? How many things have you hidden from me?"

There was an undisguised hostility in his voice, obviously, having just come out of a defeat that made all of Gul'dan's schemes in vain, no one would be in a good mood at this moment.

Facing Gul'dan's hostility, Cho'gall smiled indifferently, and his two faces showed ridicule and contempt.

"The master's name cannot be spoken here! (You just need to know that their power is endless, and they are all around you!)"

"they?"

Gul'dan snorted: "More than one?"

"Of course, there are 4! (or 5...)"

Cho'gall scratched his head, blinked his eyes, and saw Gul'dan full of doubts, so he began to introduce his master to the orc warlock:

"As early as in the world of Draenor, when I just became your apprentice and was assigned by you to go to Oshu'gun in Nagrand to destroy the tomb of the orc ancestors, I felt the presence of the master! (That is dying, is dying A corrupted naaru, that is the masterpiece of the power behind the master!)”

"The moment I stepped into Azeroth with the tribe! (I heard the whisper of the master, it was calling me! It generously gave me power!)"

Gugall spread his hands open, the dark black fire rose in his left hand, and the distorted flash danced in his right hand. His ugly two faces looked sincere and solemn, and he muttered to himself like a lunatic:

"Gul'dan, tell me, do you dream when you are asleep? (Have you ever thought that it is just a dream, or a kind of escape from the fear of reality?)"

"In your world, the tormented spirits of your ancestors have seized you... I know (they scream silently, they are many.)"

"They're like a school of fish! (The school of fish knows all the secrets! They know the cold, they know the dark.)"

"Gul'dan, look around you. (They will all betray you! Screaming and fleeing into the dark forest!)"

Gul'gall's voice was weird and deep. If a living person stood in front of him and heard this kind of weird whisper like a whisper, he would definitely look around in horror, but Gul'dan wouldn't!

As a warlock in pursuit of endless power, he quickly awakened his will from the shame of failure. His soul hid in the soul stone, thinking about Cho'gall's proposal. Obviously, in the eyes of his mysterious master, his soul It is valuable. Since it is valuable, if you want to sell yourself, you can use this value in exchange for more benefits.

Cho'gall was talking to himself nervously. He seemed to have given up trying to persuade Gul'dan. Of course, it was more likely that, in Gul'dan's view, the ogre, who had gone completely mad, was fighting with his mysterious "Master." "dialogue.

He has become crazy, which makes Warlock a little worried... Cho'gall's master, it seems that he is not easy to get along with.

"Our master's instinct of fearing the darkness and avoiding the darkness is not unreasonable! (There is not only darkness in the darkness, but also hungry beasts that yearn for lost souls!)"

Gugall's eyes were on the soul stone in his hand again, and he said playfully:

"Eyes are the windows of the soul, Gul'dan... (To meet the great master, close them forever, as long as you close your eyes, you can see them, they are watching you.)"

A strange force seeped into the Soul Stone along Cho'gall's fingers, and Gul'dan's soul felt the pull of that strange force. He hesitated, but in the end, he decided to respond to it!

What Gugall said is correct. In the situation that the demons have already regarded him as an enemy and must kill him, continuing to use the power of the warlock can only play with fire and burn himself. He must obtain new power...power enough to protect himself before the demon finds him !

"hum"

The pitch-black darkness unfolded in front of Gul'dan's soul, and the penetrating cold entangled his soul. Gul'dan felt as if he was alive again. He felt that he was in icy water. The next second, He raised his head abruptly, and saw the pale, sickly light bulging on the deep sea, it was ominous.

A vague whisper sounded in Gul'dan's ear, and he wanted to hear it clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, the voice was so indistinct, so he could only continue down, towards the depths of the extremely deep ocean go ahead.

A moment later, in Gul'dan's eyes, on the dark seabed, a dilapidated and grand ruined city came into view. Just from its scale buried deep in the seabed, one could see its lost glory in the past. And in the frightening darkness, thousands of snake-like shadows shuttled back and forth in the ruins.

Those are the naga... the masters of the deep, servants of the nameless power, like Cho'gall.

"The city of Ny'alotha is filled with countless ancient and terrible crimes. (In the sleepy city of Ny'alotha, only madness roams.)"

Cho'gall's whispering voice appeared in Gul'dan's ears, making the orc warlock's soul subconsciously turn his head to look, but behind him, there was nothing.

"Are you afraid? (No, no need to be afraid... Embrace the darkness, you will be reborn here!)"

Gul'dan wanted to say something, but in the end he could only remain silent. Under Cho'gall's urging, he fell towards the dark city with a trace of precaution.

"Useless stars can drive away the bone-chilling chill. (The so-called light keeps people from trembling in the dark.)"

"But they'll never know! (They're like a lost lamb in that dark wood.)"

"Tell me, are you having the same dream again? (The black sheep with seven eyes casts a piercing gaze from outside the dream.)"

"Look! Look! The crow's vigilant gaze wanders among the dead trees. (Under its shadow, there is no breath here.)"

"You and I will be alone in the end. (Go forward, Gul'dan, go forward with courage...In the end, you will be like me...Kneeling to the darkness.)"

"Enough! Shut up!"

Gul'dan couldn't stand the weird voice of Cho'gall anymore. Most importantly, even if he only came to this strange place with his soul, he felt a trace of regret. Maybe dying at the hands of the devil would be worse than him Better to make this rash decision.

But... there is no turning back.

Gul'dan looked back, in the place where he came, there was only a ridiculous darkness, not even a ray of light.

And when his soul walked into the dark city with a trembling posture, the whispers ringing in his ears finally became clear, which made Gul'dan feel a kind of carefree and joy that he had never had before.

He listened to the voice.

"All should submit to you, Gul'dan, you have sacrificed so much for power...and come away empty-handed."

"Would you really want to go back to that kind of life when you've achieved greatness and then have to lick the boots of a rude king?"

Gul'dan's soul stood in the darkness, he didn't know how to answer the voice, and the voice didn't need his answer.

"Embrace your anger. Accept your fears. Enjoy your hate. Voice your doubts."

Dark tentacles appeared from the ground, from the water, and from the air, entangled in Gul'dan's soul bit by bit, the disgusting mollusk-like touch that made the skin tremble was rare for Gul'dan. Some fear, but in the end, he remembered his situation...

He's at the end of his rope, he's got nowhere to go...

So, he spread his arms, just like Cho'gall said, completely...embracing the darkness.

The will was very satisfied with this submissive gesture of Gul'dan, and it seemed to be very satisfied with this soul.

"When you're alone in the Dark Forest, you'll understand...Look, I can taste your soul, it's so delicious."

"Everything in the world is subject to a hypocritical order. They hate our existence, but it doesn't matter. You have to treat them kindly. One day, they and you will know that they are just your lost compatriots. They will eventually return to their homeland. Beside the master..."

Gul'dan can't hear anymore... His soul is surrounded by darkness, but it is no longer cold and tired before. On the contrary, he seems to be back to the baby, lying in the mother's warm womb, he is too Tired, he yearns for rest, and when he opens his eyes again, he will receive the gift of the void, and he will receive a new life of flesh and blood.

At this time, outside this weird dream, Cugall put the shining soul stone in his hand into the disgusting flesh and blood under his feet. Those flesh and blood seemed to appear from the void, and they entangled together to form a terrifying The big cocoon wrapped Gul'dan's soul stone little by little, like a terrifying egg that gave birth to life. The ogre took a few steps back and looked at the big cocoon of flesh and blood in front of him.

"This is the Master's gift (Death can't stop the Void! It can't stop us either!)"

"Wake up quickly, Gul'dan (we will leave this useless place, we will go to another continent...)"

"In the vast yellow sand, the god of the abyss who has been silent for thousands of years is waiting for us. (We will release it, and it will reshape the whole world, and we will be rewarded for it!)"

The sound of the battle outside the lair became more and more intense. The demons had discovered this underwater secret passage. They were slaughtering the naga, trying to find it and tear Gul'dan's soul into pieces.

But the enchantment set by the human mage Aegwynn is gradually recovering, and the number of demons emerging from the twisting void is getting smaller and smaller. Even if they have filled the temple, it doesn't matter anymore.

Everything that exists here is meaningless to Cho'gall. As a believer in the god of the abyss, he only believes in the power of chaos and flesh and blood. After Gul'dan wakes up, they will leave, and let the demons continue to kill, anyway The number of naga in the deep sea is endless, and their queen doesn't care about this loss at all.

"Hey hey hey (There's never been a better time.)"

Choogall let out a nervous laugh. He moved his two heads, sat cross-legged in the darkness, and began to think about future evil plans.

While Gul'dan was about to be reborn, the death knight wandering in the darkness at the other end of the temple finally found what he wanted.

He looked at the shining rune gem floating in the hall ahead, and the ferocious demons guarding around the gem. Tyrion moved his fingers, and then quietly returned to the darkness.

There are more and more demons in the Tomb of Sargeras. Tyrion feels that it is time for him to summon the army buried here. He is tired of hunting and searching in the dark. It is time to take advantage of the undead. Totally overwhelmed everything with quantity.

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