American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Gold, black, deep blue, and multicolored.

From Stratholme Cathedral, Ahn'Qiraj Temple, Silvermoon Forest Sunwell, and Dragon's Peak, four beams of energy shot into the sky above Azeroth. The magnificent energy, just like ten thousand years ago, bypassed the barrier's defense mechanism and opened a space wormhole inside, leading to an unknown region.

This massive commotion instantly exploded like a spoonful of oil added to a hot pan.

The Guardian Dragons and Night Elf tribes, as if triggered by PTSD, almost instantly sensed this familiar yet strange movement.

Ruins of Ahn'Qiraj Temple.

The Guardian Dragons and Night Elves, looking at the pillar of dark energy rising into the sky, almost immediately thought of the Old God suppressed below.

However, when they arrived at the place of sealing, they saw not an awakened Old God, but a strange energy activation device. As for the Old God they were thinking of, there was no trace of it.

Without thinking too much, the device that activated the huge and uncomfortable pillar of dark energy immediately became the target of the Night Elves and Dragons.

Arrows were drawn and fired, and natural magic formed by the power of nature bombarded it, but before they could approach the device, they were blocked by an invisible dark barrier.

No matter what means they used to attack, the barrier remained motionless, always protecting the device.

……

Stratholme.

Miracle!

Seeing the golden pillar of light rising from the Holy Light Cathedral, the residents of Stratholme came out of their homes one after another, looking at the continuously expanding pillar of light and praying devoutly.

Archbishop Alonsus and paladins and priests such as Uther, who were working in the cathedral, were almost the first to realize the outbreak and activity of Holy Light energy.

Looking at the pillar of light piercing through the dome of the cathedral, and feeling the majestic power of the Holy Light, Uther and Alonsus looked at each other.

"The Cross!"

Uther said subconsciously. In his impression, the only item that could stimulate such a powerful Holy Light power was the cross enshrined in the cathedral.

It was precisely because of that cross that Stratholme was able to survive the plague until now. The residents of Stratholme, under the fear of the plague, and after experiencing the baptism of the Holy Light, almost everyone became devout believers of the Holy Light.

It is no exaggeration to say that if any city in the future can have the most Holy Light priests and paladins, then undoubtedly, Stratholme, which has been saved by the Holy Light, will definitely be selected.

As long as you believe in the Holy Light, it will always give you the power you need.

No one knows how much energy the cross accumulated in the hands of the orcs, but in Stratholme, the entire city is its staunch believer.

Alonsus and the others, who rushed to the prayer hall of the cathedral, saw at a glance the cross that was being lifted into the air by the powerful energy. It was almost entirely rendered by the intense Holy Light, and the gentle light became as dazzling as the scorching sun, causing Alonsus and the others who looked directly at the light source to feel pain in their eyes.

"Find a way to stop it!"

Archbishop Alonsus lowered his gaze from the light source and shouted to his disciple Uther beside him. Although he didn't know why the Holy Light broke out, he felt a faint sense of foreboding in his heart as he looked at the turbulent vortex of energy in the sky.

"I can't stop it! It's out of control!"

Uther used all the Holy Light knowledge he had mastered, as well as the skills he had figured out to control the cross, but at this moment, everything he had mastered was out of control. The cross no longer gave him any response, but only continued to release its accumulated energy.

"Let me do it!"

Tirion Fordring raised his hammer, leaped high forward, and slammed the hammer, which was entwined with intense Holy Light, heavily towards the cross suspended in mid-air.

However, a golden spherical barrier firmly protected the cross in the center, and Tirion's attack failed to shake the cross floating in mid-air in the slightest.

Tirion, who landed staggeringly, and Alonsus and others looked in astonishment at the cross in mid-air that was almost swallowed by the blazing Holy Light.

……

Quel'Thalas.

Silvermoon City.

King Anasterian, with a frown, and many high elves stood up with surprised expressions at the same time. At this moment, they once again felt the flow of arcane energy.

This abnormal scene made Anasterian and other high elves subconsciously think of the Sunwell, which had been reduced to a dead place for living beings. With the greed of the behemoth entrenched in the Sunwell, the other party would not even leak a trace of arcane energy for them to share.

Could it be that the other party is full?

Or did something happen to it?

Thinking of this, Anasterian, who looked at each other with many elven elders, could no longer bear it and took the lead out of the palace. He had to go to the Sunwell to take another look. Even if this process was very dangerous.

But just after going out, he saw a pillar of light reaching the sky, composed of the purest arcane energy, piercing straight into the sky. That pillar of light was so magnificent and thick that even in Quel'Thalas, Anasterian felt as if the pillar of light was right in front of him.

"What is that?"

The elven elders and high elves who came out with Anasterian were also shocked to see the magnificent deep blue pillar of light. They sensed that arcane energy as deep and vast as the sea was bound in that pillar of light.

"It's a space gate. Damn it, who used arcane energy to open a space gate?"

Grand Magister Rommath, who had rushed back from Dalaran, looked at the stirred sky with a drastically changed expression. For elves, large space gates opened by arcane energy are always the most dangerous.

The disaster ten thousand years ago may have been long enough for humans to forget, but for elves who have achieved longevity or even infinite life with the help of arcane energy, it is like yesterday, deeply imprinted in their memories.

The scene in front of them made them involuntarily think of the past in history.

Rommath's angry shouts also made Anasterian and other high elves shudder together, and a boundless chill surged into their hearts. They almost tacitly used the re-overflowing arcane energy to use teleportation magic, teleporting to the outside of the poisonous clouds of the Sunwell.

……

Dragon's Peak.

"There is nothing wrong with your body. The balance limit of energy is well grasped." Luke made an evaluation after checking Helder's body. "It seems that this road can be taken."

"What about C'Thun? Does it still have value to you?" Helder didn't answer, but instead asked about the unlucky Old God she handed over to Luke.

"Of course, an Old God is the best knowledge treasure trove for understanding the Void Lords. But if necessary, you can also take it and use it. Anyway, it's not just one, is it?" Luke nodded as a matter of course. He took Helder to the interior of a tower on the first floor, where the Old God sent by Helder was imprisoned.

Seeing C'Thun again, it looked a little miserable at the moment. Its tentacles and body were all separated, and even the eyeballs on the tentacles and the eyeballs on the body were neatly arranged and placed together like processed magic materials.

On a test bench, there was still an eyeball the size of an adult's head, constantly rotating and venting fear, dripping with blood.

"What did you do to it? It looks weaker than when I brought it over?" Helder felt the dying C'Thun, and its frantically emitting various negative and chaotic emotions. For a moment, she didn't understand what Luke had done to it to make the other party's spirit feel so painful.

As an Old God, the other party should not have emotions such as fear of humans and other creatures at all. Because the other party represents the ultimate depravity and negativity. The other party is the collection of darkness.

It's not a problem for you to bring disaster and fear, corruption and depravity to other lives. The other party is born to be good at this. But if you want it to personally experience, feel, and recognize it, it's a bit difficult for it.

It doesn't have that organ and function.

"Oh, it's a little naughty, and it keeps chattering about wanting to corrupt me and make me fall." Luke looked at C'Thun, whose fragmented body was trembling and forcibly moving away a little when he saw him, with a face full of helplessness.

"So..." Helder looked at some rotten sores that grew on C'Thun's huge body, and some powers that even she, who had adaptability and control over all energy, was unwilling to feel, and her face was thoughtful.

"So, I took it to experience the abyss. Please believe me, as a precious material at the moment, I didn't let the abyss really infect and corrode it. Afterwards, I also specially prepared an exceptionally troublesome operation for it.

But it seems that it did awaken something." Luke said very frankly.

The abyss he said was of course not the super abyss of Luke's main body that had formed a dimensional world, but some products accumulated by Helder's use of energy in this world. At present, it can only be regarded as a demi-plane with a small area.

But those abyss energies still seemed to stimulate C'Thun, who was a shadow life. The other party's similar shadow energy did not seem to be able to completely immunize the erosion and infection of the abyss. At least after being eroded by the abyss too deeply, the brain would generally not be too good.

"Then, can it still be used?" Helder was a little hesitant after hearing about the abyss. She originally wanted to use C'Thun to exert some residual heat in the upcoming war, but if the other party was still entangled with the power of the abyss, then she really had to think about it carefully.

After all, their goal at the moment is to occupy this world, not to destroy it and turn it into another big [garbage dump]. If it really doesn't work, she can only go to the sealing places of the other Old Gods and pick one to see.

"Of course it can be used, please believe in my technology. Although the abyss is troublesome, I am still very confident that I can clean it up in a short time before it is completely infected and corroded. Look, it doesn't have the first form of the abyss: distortion! Although it looks like a distorted life form. But you and I both know that shadow life is like this, isn't it?" Luke guaranteed.

C'Thun, who was hiding in the distance, seemed to understand the conversation between the two, and its mental fluctuations frantically surged towards Helder, like a hundred dogs barking at her.

Although Helder was the culprit of all this, if it were to choose between Helder and Luke, it would still choose Helder without hesitation.

This female creature just wants its power at most.

But this male creature that looks like an energy aggregate really wants everything from it!

No dog wants to come into contact with that abyss thing a second time.

Although Helder didn't have any good intentions in finding it, even if it was to fight those titans, it would at most be a death, which is better than being thrown into the abyss and being infected and eroded by the abyss and suffering endless torture, right?

If it is really infected and eroded by the abyss for a period of time, I am afraid that even the Void Lords will not recognize it. The Shadowlands will even be extremely resistant to its return and entry.

"This is your power." Helder opened her hand, and endless dark energy was transmitted from her body to C'Thun's body. C'Thun, whose condition was extremely bad and whose aura was weak, was injected with the majestic dark energy, and its physical condition and power were rapidly recovering. The severed tentacles grew back, and the wounds on its body healed as new. When Helder stopped injecting dark energy, C'Thun already had some of the demeanor of when it was in the seal.

Helder's palm gently gripped towards C'Thun. Before it had time to carefully feel the power it had regained, C'Thun felt that the dark energy in its body was out of control and collapsed uncontrollably. Even its huge body shrank with the collapse of the dark energy.

Obviously, even if these dark energies returned to its body, the control was still in the hands of that woman. The other party is really like the monarch of all energy. This also extinguished the little thoughts that C'Thun had just had in the bud.

I'm afraid it's impossible to escape.

"Guard this tower and don't let those dragons and elves interfere with me." After Helder gave the order to C'Thun, she waved her hand and threw C'Thun directly into a space teleportation gate, teleporting it outside the tower.

C'Thun's body continued to expand outside the tower, and its tentacles began to re-root under the earth veins. It was like a tall mountain, wrapping and entangling Dragon's Peak with its tentacles.

Kalecgos, the dragon who was flying with people from Dalaran towards Dragon's Peak, almost forgot to flap his wings and use magic after seeing C'Thun, who suddenly appeared at Dragon's Peak and had an exceptionally strong presence.

In the rapid fall, he suddenly realized and re-flapped his wings, but the dragon's roar was deafening: "Damn it, how can that thing be there! Who unsealed the Old God?"