Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid Chapter 218

Latest website: Drek'Thar did sneak into the Dark Temple alone, but his depth was far beyond everyone's imagination.

The old shaman's words and deeds on weekdays will always make people ignore the fact that he is blind, but in fact he is indeed much stronger than the sighted person in some aspects.

In places like the Dark Temple, Drek'Thar moves more freely than ordinary people.

Whether it was the Horde orcs who drank the blood of demons, or the demons who came along the cracks created by Ner'zhul's experiments, they stood out in Drek'Thar as dark fireflies.

Drek'Thar really hated this fel reaction, but the old shaman, who was completely transparent now, was relieved. Even a year ago, the old shaman would feel a strong sense of humiliation sometimes thinking that he had also devoted himself to fel energy.

Being able to sense enemies unobstructed by buildings allows Drek'Thar to easily evade vigilant orcs and wandering demons.

Even if he encounters an enemy that cannot be avoided, the old shaman can use the power of crushing to solve the opponent.

And when the old shaman sneaked into the middle of the temple, he finally encountered Ner'zhul!

In the middle of the temple, the old shaman came to a hall without any guards and demons, which made the old shaman feel very strange.

At this moment, Drek'Thar suddenly noticed a disturbance that disturbed him. Although he didn't know what it was, the creature's instinct allowed him to roll over to one side.

"Oh, old friend, you are still so sensitive, but unfortunately you are blind."

Ner'zhul's sinister voice came from behind, and Drek'Thar was horrified, because he could not perceive the existence of the other party.

"I said that there are so few people in this temple. It turns out that you are doing the damage in it, a traitor of your tribe."

Ner'zhul's duties did not impose any moral burden on Drek'Thar, but he was still arguing with the other party's cliché, nothing more than trying to determine Ner'zhul's position.

"Don't waste your energy, I want to kill you easily."

As he spoke, Ner'zhul fired a lightning bolt at Drek'Thar, and the old shaman was hit in an instant when he was unprepared, and a large area of skin on his back turned black.

But Drek'Thar laughed.

"It's a lightning bolt, it's an element? Why didn't you use the more powerful arcane magic? Like when you faced off against the Terran mages?

If you use your powerful magic, I'm afraid it will kill me with just one blow, right? "

Drek'Thar's taunt made Ner'zhul's breathing become heavy, and the Frostwolf Shaman instantly sensed Ner'zhul's existence, and immediately returned an elemental spell in that direction.

"I see, you can't use arcane magic at all now!

In order to open the portal, you must build a magic circle that is enough to carry three artifacts in this most sturdy temple!

So now these three artifacts, you are left in the teleportation circle!

And without the Eye of Dalaran, you can't release any arcane magic at all! "

Drek'Thar's words were getting closer and closer to the truth, and Ner'zhul's face was getting worse and worse. Of course, the Frostwolf shaman could not see it now.

"I should have thought about it, Ner'zhul, because you used the eye of Dalaran to sway through the market with arcane magic, and I even forgot that you are our shamanic warchief."

When mentioning Ner'zhul's former identity, Drek'Thar's tone was seven-pointed with mockery and three-pointed with regret.

"It's too late to say that now!"

Ner'zhul's voice began to drift, deliberately preventing Drek'Thar from discerning his location.

"Is the artifact allowing you to regain the power of the Shaman Warchief?

The effect on elements allows you to blind me to element perception.

But have you ever thought that even if you don't notice you, when you create elemental spells, I can still feel the balance being broken. "

Drek'Thar escaped Ner'zhul's sneak attack, as Drek'Thar said, even though he couldn't detect Ner'zhul, he could "see" the attack of elemental spells clearly.

And as long as you can see the elemental attack, you can know the trajectory of this spell, and naturally you can locate Ner'zhul.

Drek'Thar was like a quick gunner. In order to prevent Ner'zhul from changing positions, after dodging the opponent's spell attack, he counterattacked according to the spell's trajectory almost at the same time.

After a few rounds of confrontation, Ner'zhul looked at the bloodstains on his arm and was speechless.

'Just a blind man, has his understanding of elements reached such a high level? '

As if guessing what Ner'zhul was thinking, Drek'Thar shook his head.

"It's not that I've entered the country so much, it's that you're regressing.

Once you were the warchief who was willing to give your life to lead the orcs, now you are just a coward! "

The words stinged Ner'zhul, but they also inspired the violence and cruelty that was etched in the blood of the orcs.

"Blind man, you beat me in the elements. But don't forget, orcs are a hunting race."

As he spoke, Ner'zhul raised his tussock staff, and placed a blade on the top of the staff!

Ner'zhul is going to bully Drek'Thar blind, and fight him at close range because of his ability to blind the perception of elements!

"You're even less of an opponent than melee combat!"

The Frostwolf shaman chief laughed wildly, pulling out the machete in one hand, and turning the axe in the other hand to find Ner'zhul's weapon.

In just a few rounds this time, Ner'zhul's body began to be injured. It seems that Ner'zhul, who brought pain to both worlds, will be defeated by Drek'Thar today before success comes!

However, the more this happened, the more uneasy Drek'Thar felt. How could Ner'zhul, who was so scheming, end in such a stupid way?

"Drek'Thar, I won this war!"

The old shaman suddenly felt that all the pressure on the weapon was lost, and then he heard Ner'zhul unilaterally proclaiming spiritual victory.

"Do you think I left the circle just to fight with you? Don't worry, I am to complete the arrangement in the temple.

The teleportation ceremony was chosen here to sacrifice all life in the temple! Now that the effective time has come, I have no time to entangle with you!

Three artifacts! To really open! ! "

Ner'zhul shouted frantically, and then he broke a taboo with his staff, but for a moment, there was an extremely strong reaction in Drek'Thar's vision!

"Three artifacts!!"

Although Drek'Thar still couldn't see Ner'zhul, the reaction of this artifact made the old shaman rush over subconsciously!

"Haha, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you have been fooled."

Ner'zhul said in a proud tone, and then a magic was released from the top of his staff, and a huge stone gate fell from the sky, sealing Drek'Thar inside.

"I wish you a happy time with the Soul Box."

These were Ner'zhul's last words before he left, and Drek'Thar was bewildered and panicked.

He suddenly reacted, in the middle of the dark temple, there is a hall of souls. And in this hall of souls, there is an artifact: the box of souls.

The Soul Box was originally a relic of the Draenei, containing the greatest and most honorable people among the Draenei.

But that was the box of souls in the past, and now this is the box of contaminated souls; and the noble souls who originally lived in the box of souls have completely turned into ghosts and ghosts who cry and howl all day long!

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