Stratholme God

Chapter 1466 [Light Casting Naga]

The news of N'Zoth's fart spread outside Ny'alotha, to Uldum's position, and then to the entire alliance.

In just one hour, the news that the last ancient god was killed by the hero group was known to all the places in the alliance that were connected to the Internet and could receive the broadcast.

I don't know how many Alliance members shed tears for this.

It's not easy for him to meow.

The ancient gods jumped out one by one, creating a crisis of annihilation at every turn.

Not to mention ordinary people, even well-trained soldiers, who is not afraid?

It's all right now, one of the four ancient gods' family' is belching neatly.

The people don't care that there was a Fifth Ancient God in the past, and they don't care that Y'Shaarji is not resurrected at all, they only know that the sky is fine!
"Oooo!"

"Down with the ancient god!"

"Long Live the Alliance!"

Who is crying and howling?
Who is making noise?
Who is making a fortune in poetry?
The fanatical sound of celebrating the victory easily infected everyone. They stopped what they were doing, rushed to the street, danced and danced, forgetting to celebrate.

"All drinks in the bar are free today!"

"Oooo--"

Some soldiers ran into the warehouse yelling, took out the empty ammunition used in the exercise and fired their guns into the sky to celebrate. As a result, some sand sculptures with bad brains followed suit with live ammunition, almost causing casualties...

The scene returns to the scene in Ny'alotha.

The Faceless who had the deepest connection with N'Zoth was basically sucked dry when N'Zoth exploded, leaving some evil seeds dormant in a certain corner of the city.But the rest of the non-lineage races, such as the mantid, qiraji, twilight dragon, etc., with the defeat of N'Zoth, they began to disperse.

It's a pity that Ny'alotha is a semi-independent space, stuck in the only exit, and can't return to the deeper space crack where N'Zoth originally stayed. These guys who try to escape, waiting for their final outcome is to perish .

That's not something McDonnell needs to deal with.

"Lor'themar, Velen, I leave the aftermath to you."

"Of order." The elf tool man bowed deeply, and immediately ran to work.

Just as Delaney was about to leave, McDonnell called him: "Your Excellency, Velen, please stay a little longer."

"Your Majesty, what orders do you have?" Brother Shengun bowed again.

"Now there are no evil forces on the land that has been detected on the planet Azeroth." Speaking of this, McDonald's eyes became strict: "But please remember, the alliance is the alliance of the alliance people, and outsiders have no Qualified to intervene in the affairs of the alliance."

Maraad next to Velen: ? ? ?

On the contrary, Velen bowed deeply: "I would like to follow the instructions of the leader."

The three of Draenei walked away, and when there was no one else around, Yrel the hoof asked in a low voice: "Teacher, what does the leader mean..."

Velen lowered his voice: "Let the draenei remain independent and don't follow the will of the naaru in everything."

Maraad was a little annoyed: "Our ten thousand year relationship with the Naaru clan, how could outsiders be able to instigate it?"

Velen shook his head: "No, you're going too far with this understanding. The Alliance is a fairly inclusive organization that respects the teachings of the Holy Light and also promotes the magic of the Holy Light. What the Alliance fears is that the naaru interfere in the internal affairs of the Alliance through religion. That's all. For us Draenei, it is actually a good thing. Besides, we have obtained a real place to settle down for the first time in ten thousand years. The master has requirements, which are very reasonable and normal."

"Understood." Hooves and Maraad agreed in unison.

The three of them didn't know that McDonald was already guarding against the absolute Holy Light fanatics of [Holy Light Legion].

And then MacDonald saw... Queen Azshara and her minions.

"Thank you, my lord, for giving us a new life. All the Highborne must take the Stratholme Empire as their suzerain!" Queen Azshara looked miserable and a little funny.

She was carried on a stretcher by several male naga.

I really don't know what to say, N'Zoth withdrew all his strength at a critical moment, absorbed the tissue it gave out, in exchange for the strongest blow, but was bombarded by the main cannon left by the Titan.

Under normal circumstances, those naga whose power has been withdrawn cannot survive.For such a taboo thing as biological transformation, it is not that simple to correct it.

There is a prerequisite for Holy Light to repair the body—the body remembers what it was like before.

If the body grows crookedly, for example, the body remembers that it has a tail instead of feet, then it must be the tail that stimulates the body to grow back by holy light or natural magic.

It has been 1 years since the Highborne fell into Naga.Their bodies have long since forgotten what it's like to be a Highborne, and there's nothing wrong with calling their condition [DNA disorder].

En Zuosi suddenly withdrew his strength, and each of them became like a human stick, and they were hopeless under normal circumstances.

The key point is: There is a traverser who has personally been to the War of the Ancients, and the system has also perfectly recorded the body data of Azshara and other highborne.

Make a slight comparison with the current night elves, adding more elemental adaptive cells.What is impossible for mortals to do [Body Memory Re-enactment], McDonnell has done it.This is the 'resurrection' of the Highborne.

Of course, this is only for the original high elves who became Naga.After they fell, the Naga who were reborn on their own did not have such body memory.And N'Zoth's power extraction from this part of Naga is more like a power squeeze than a recovery of body tissue.

Azshara came here wrapped in a blanket, her body was extremely weak, and she was completely limp.

Most of the tissues in the body are regenerated at a high speed, and the whole body feels hollow to her, with an empty skin.

Even if it was so miserable, it couldn't hide the excitement and fanaticism on the faces of her and her subordinates.

1 years!
A full 1 million years!

Back then, the most beautiful highborne became ugly. I really don't know how I survived this period of time.

She declared her allegiance to McDonald on the spot.

McDonnell also thinks this is what it should be.Anyway, Azeroth is magical enough, even light-forged undead have been produced, and there are not many [Light-forged Naga].

Facing Azshara, McDonnell raised his eyelids a little: "You... can still command Naga?"

With a thought in Azshara's mind, the spiritual network in her brain spread, and as always, she received a spiritual response representing loyalty, and the voices of "see Her Majesty the Queen" came in an endless stream.

Originally, the upper elves were not a race with weak mental power. After becoming Naga and mixing with N'Zoth, who is good at mind control, they developed a mind control system similar to the Lich King's long-distance control of his subordinates.

As the existence at the top of the system, Azshara's authority is absolute.

She's got it.

"Of course!" Azshara bowed her head deeply.

"Very good! Remember, I gave it to you and your people. I can take it back at any time."

"My control over the Naga is absolute. My loyalty to His Majesty Stratholme is also absolute." Azshara swore hastily.

(End of this chapter)