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"Am I right, 'Father God'?"

The first time he heard the familiar title of "Father God", Norras's eyes flickered slightly, as if thinking of something, but his face was completely unmoved, still so cold that there was no warmth, looking at the undead's eyes, also No different from dead things.

"Who are you?" Norras finally asked after a while.

There were so many people who would address him as "Father God" that Norras himself could not count them.

From the day of the curse in himself, Norras' body has been rapidly aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. For Norras, who pursues eternal life, it is like a bolt from the blue.

But fortunately, his research on immortality has not been a day or two, so although he can clearly feel the loss of power and the loss of life, Noras still found a way out in this near-death situation——

Take home.

So after that, every less than a hundred years, Noras would choose a young man with top aptitude from the Celestial Clan, and name him "Young Master of the Celestial Clan" to keep him by his side.

Most of these youths came from the nobles of the Celestial Clan who were loyal to Norrath, and those nobles were very clear about the ultimate fate of the sacrificed youths in the family.

But even so, the nobles of the Celestial Clan created by Noras still kept this secret for their creator.

In their view, being able to contribute to their great creator is a supreme honor that cannot be asked for, let alone allowing the creator to use the flesh and blood of their own descendants. For these people, Norras has long been regarded as a god of faith. For the nobles of the Celestial Clan, it is an irresistible temptation and honor.

Therefore, even if the lord of the Celestial Clan changes his body every less than 100 years, he still retains the name "Norras". It is still unknown to outsiders.

That is to say, except for the high-level members of the Celestial Clan, no one in this world knows that Noras, who was once regarded as the "God of Light" by the world, is not really immortal. With a fresh body and fresh vitality, he may grow old and die at almost any time.

In the Great Hall of the Heavenly Clan, the undead wrapped in a pure black cloak was once one of the thousands of ignorant beings who were fooled and deceived.

But obviously, in addition to this, he has another more pathetic identity, so that after hearing Noras's question without the slightest emotion, he couldn't help laughing out loud, the hatred and hostility in his heart , but couldn't hide it no matter what, it almost shot up into the sky, and the resentment of 700 years almost flowed out from the bloodshot eyes——

"Noras, do you still remember the name 'Varen'?!"

Hearing this, Noras frowned slightly, and his eyes, which had been indifferent all along, finally fell on the undead again, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

But just such a small mood swing is enough for Varun.

He almost couldn't wait to laugh loudly, just when Norras almost thought he was crazy, the creepy laughter stopped abruptly, and then, the undead hurriedly unbuttoned the cloak on his body, revealing the An ugly skeleton-like body covered only with a layer of human skin.

"At the beginning, when I heard my father say that I was selected as the young master of the Celestial Clan and was about to become the successor of the 'God of Light', I was so happy..." As if caught in a long time ago, the face of the mummy , showing a morbid trance.

"So, even though the 'God of Light' I saw was just an old man who was on the verge of dying, which was completely contrary to the legend, I still endured it... I stayed by his side, restrained all pride, and met the five clans. When dealing with those foreign races, let them bully and insult, just because of their status as the 'young master of the Celestial Clan'."

"But until I died, I didn't know why he would attack me. He couldn't wait until he could return to the territory of the Celestial Clan, and killed me as soon as he left the territory of the Elf Clan!"

"If I hadn't encountered other corpses that he had seized later, I still don't know who I should take revenge on!"

"You—liars!!"

The questions hidden in my heart for 700 years finally spewed out at this moment, the grievance and resentment almost solidified, but for the undead, there is no such luxury as tears, so Varen can only use this endless hatred, Summons thousands of undead legions.

He will make all those who have failed him repent to him in endless time!

——Just like he had bloodbathed the family that sacrificed himself to Noras with his own hands!

No one knows what kind of pain he has experienced in these 700 years for revenge.

He once watched his own soul being forcibly pulled away from his body. The extreme pain of his soul being torn apart made him almost lose his wits on the spot.

But he didn't die after all.

Perhaps it was God's will, those Celestial Clans who hurried back to the City of Oracles after Noras seized the house, did not notice at all that there was a place of great resentment not far from the foggy forest——

It is a place of death created by human hands.

And when he realized that Varen's incomplete soul was extremely weak, those huge grievances without any consciousness in the land of death quickly dragged him into the place where even light could not penetrate In the mass grave.

His soul was tightly bound in the depths of the countless pitted corpses, and he could not see the light of day, and his consciousness was weakening day by day.

At that time, he almost forgot who he was.

Those vengeful spirits who were buried and killed for various reasons but unwilling to dissipate are always crying and wailing and resentful. They all failed in the end, no one rushed out of the entrance of the light within reach, and could only linger in the mountain of corpses all day long.

Varen once thought that one day, he would be like those wraiths, unable to pass the time, and finally dissipate in the dark underground.

But on a certain day, in his chaotic thoughts, he suddenly perceived two souls shining like the sun and the moon.

Such a powerful and dazzling soul, although he had only met a few times before, abruptly awakened him from the situation that was about to dissipate——

That was the lord of the elves of Azeroth, and the young elf Jade who had left a deep impression on him.

Even though they were only standing outside the entrance of the mass grave, far away from the bottom of the pit, Valen could still clearly perceive their existence.

At that time, he thought that he would usher in real death soon.

As a former bright creature, no one knows better than Varun how intense the resentment at the bottom of the pit has become, and he is also very clear that if such a large number of resentful spirits can be bred, if they are not dealt with in time, sooner or later they will be destroyed. lead to disaster.

As a top member of the light camp, the elves found such a dark gathering place not far from the foggy forest. It was impossible for them to be merciful, so Varen also thought at that time that he would never have the possibility of escaping. .

But everything that happened afterward derailed in the most unlikely direction.

Huddled in the deepest part of the mass grave, Varun watched the moonlight-like brilliance representing emeralds leave here, and then, from the sun-like brilliance of the soul of the Elf King, he noticed a wave that did not contain any Emotional glances—the Elven King spotted him.

Varun thought that he could finally be freed, but the expected purification magic did not come as promised. Until the Elf King left, Varen and the wraiths in the pit were not harmed in any way. He even thought that the relationship between the Elf King and Jade The appearance was just an illusion produced by him under long-term mental torture.

But soon, he discovered that all that was not an illusion——

Almost at the moment when the Elf King left, Varun discovered that he, who had been bound tightly by the wraiths at the bottom of the mass grave and could only let them eat away at him, had escaped from the shackles of the wraiths, who had been weakening his soul power. The power of darkness will no longer make him feel cold and stinging. Instead, it is like the most nourishing nourishment, slowly repairing his incomplete soul.

Varen was almost certain that these changes all came from the Elf King who had only met him a few times.

He didn't know if the Elf King knew his true identity, but he knew very well that he would live.

Even if he has degenerated from the most pure and innocent celestial clan in the world to a devil who can only survive on the resentment of corpse spirits, he will still live well.

After all, no one chooses to die when they can live.

Varun understood that he would survive entirely because of the help of the Elf King.

He didn't want to know why the Elven King would help him, and he didn't think the Elf King would need his own in return.

But those people who had deceived and hurt him became clearer day by day when he continued to absorb the undead power in the mass grave.

During those countless days and nights when he was not strong enough to break free from the shackles of mass graves, because of hatred, he could force himself to become stronger day by day, so that one day, he could step into this place full of deceptions and lies again. The city of the city, and those who betrayed and hurt him!

"Noras, are you ready to face death?!"

As the extremely hoarse voice fell, the entire Oracle City began to shake violently.

The human army that had already evacuated outside the Celestial Clan's palace looked in shock at the crackling ground, as if something was about to break out from the ground.

They couldn't help holding their breath, and quickly moved away from the rolling land. After a few breaths, they saw what those things were——

Countless white bones stained with mud broke out from the ground, some were still wrapped in ragged clothes, some still had rotting flesh, and some had only a skeleton left.

They returned from the kingdom of the dead one after another, ignoring the stunned humans at all, rushing towards the depths of the palace of the Celestial Clan like a tide.

But this was just the beginning. Soon, the human legion discovered that the corpses that had died in the battle had also been "resurrected" one after another.

But whether it was the corpses of the Celestial Clan or the Human Race, they were all the same as the bones before. They completely regarded them as nothing, and rushed into the Celestial Clan palace holding their weapons tightly.

For a moment, the soldiers of the entire Human Race Legion looked at each other, and they didn't dare to make any comments on the scene they just saw.

Several generals in the legion were all looking in the direction of the Celestial Clan's palace, their brows were tightly frowned——

After the soldiers were ordered to withdraw, Wang Ke still stayed inside!

It's a pity that they couldn't hold back the king who insisted on watching Noras die with their own eyes, so they could only let the king who was said to be protected by the god of law "Emerald" stay alone in the weird palace of the Celestial Clan.

The undead army gathered in the Celestial Clan Hall like a tide. The Bright Temple, which was once worshiped by countless Celestial Clans, has lost its former glory. It is not so much a temple as a stage for the undead.

But even so, Noras, who was sitting on the throne, still had no emotion in his eyes, and was completely unmoved by the dead bones of the dead that were almost piled up from a mountain of corpses.

What Varen hated the most in his life was Norras, who was so superior and regarded everyone as an ant.

Back then, with this look, Noras easily tore his soul apart and took away his body when he was not prepared. Then, after his body was completely old, he was thrown out of his mind like garbage. City of Enlightenment.

Therefore, even if he died, he must drag Noras into hell with his own hands, and let this arrogant lord of the Celestial Clan taste what he feared most, death!

Varun never underestimated Noras's strength, so he never thought that the crowd tactics could cause any damage to Noras.

He is the first undead on the mainland to return to this world from the kingdom of the dead. For hundreds of years, the countless wars in the human kingdom provided a large number of corpses, which is enough for him to use the power of the undead to perfection.

A staff made of black dry bones appeared in the palm of his hand in an instant, and Varun, who stood in the middle of the corpse mountain with white bones, was full of madness and ferocity in his eyes——

"Undead from the kingdom of death, please obey my call!"

Hearing this, the undead army turned their black eyes to Varen.

"The music of vengeance is about to be played, hurry up and offer your power from the abyss to your master——!"

As soon as the words fell, countless dead bones rushed towards Varen like a tide.

They merged into the thin mummy in the center of the hall one after another. Soon, the mummy rapidly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, it condensed into a huge black skeleton without a trace of flesh and blood.

There was a strange red light in the dark eye sockets, and a huge black staff that was the same as Wan Lun's before gradually appeared in the palm of the huge black skull. The power of the undead.

Seeing this, Norras immediately put the scepter of holy light in front of him, and when the huge undead power struck, a golden-blue light visible to the naked eye immediately erected an oval-shaped solid barrier around him. .

After the power of the undead was completely shattered and dissipated, the golden-blue barrier also disappeared.

Seeing this, the huge black skeleton snorted coldly, swung the black staff quickly, and released dozens of waves of undead magic in succession. For a while, sand and rocks flew in the entire Celestial Clan palace, and even the dome was torn apart under the erosion of undead power. Noras, who held the scepter of holy light, was still unharmed, and the sarcasm in his eyes almost drove the black skull crazy.

But Noras obviously didn't intend to sit still.

If it wasn't for the fact that the power of faith provided by human beings has become less and less in the past few hundred years, the body he is using now is on the verge of collapse, and the body of the top-notch Tianzu youth is not ready yet. It is impossible for him to let these The ants have been so arrogant in their own territory.

However, "the farce ends here."

The silver inorganic eyes looked coldly at the huge black skeleton that was still going berserk, and finally Noras waved his staff, sacrificing the ultimate light magic "Praise of Light".

A huge golden net enveloped the entire hall, instantly trapping the huge black skeleton firmly in the center.

Countless undead uttered tragic horns under the purification power of "Praise of Light". Under the net of light, the huge black skeletons melted and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were then swept away by the golden holy light. Purified one by one, and in the end, only Varun's skinny body like a corpse was left struggling and screaming in the optical net, and it was almost only a matter of time before he was completely wiped out.

"Enough! Stop it!" Just as the optical network shrunk further and wanted to trap Varen firmly in it, a vigorous silver figure suddenly appeared at the exit where the human army left.

In the blink of an eye, Rist, the human leader in silver armor, rushed in front of Varen, opened the shopping net, and firmly protected Varen who was still dying.

"Praise of Light" is condensed from the pure power of light, and things like light have always been tangible and intangible, and it is logically impossible for anyone to touch them, but it is such a thing without any special features. However, the human beings everywhere lifted the light net woven by "Praise of Light" from Varun so easily.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Nora suddenly looked at this human being who hadn't paid any attention to him before.

As if his eyes were actually scratching the bones of Lister, Noras was sure that there was nothing special about this human being, until he noticed that there seemed to be some strange fluctuations in the necklace worn by Lister's neck. Only then did Lars understand that the reason why this human being was able to open the optical network should be because of the necklace.

It was rare for Norras to feel a little interest and vigilance.

Noras can let humans rebel and no longer believe in the God of Light; he can watch the Celestial Clan being slaughtered under the butcher knife of the human army; Knowing that neither humans nor undead can cause the slightest harm to him.

But being able to treat the "Praise of Light" as nothing, even the necklace that could withstand his previous attack on the human army, had to attract Norras' attention.

Because in his impression, in this world, except for Elf King Ansair and Lucifer who is far away in the Demon Realm, it is impossible for any creature to do this.

But with this human identity, it is impossible to have the opportunity to come into contact with Ansair and Lucifer, not to mention that Ansier fell into a deep sleep hundreds of years ago, and the age of this human being is obviously only a few dozen age.

"Human, where did your necklace come from?" Noras asked from the throne without hiding the interest in his eyes.

Hearing this irrelevant question suddenly, even the nervous Rist couldn't help being startled.

However, as a human leader, his mind is naturally very active, and he understood the reason why Noras asked such a question almost instantly, and also understood the reason why he could so easily remove the light net that tormented the necromancer. Open it, it should be because of the crystal necklace left by the god of law "Emerald" to Prime Minister Cyril.

In any case, it never occurred to Rist that this necklace, which he had been wearing as a talisman and almost only as a symbol, would help him one after another today, even Norras, the lord of the Celestial Clan. Confused about this necklace.

So, does it mean that this necklace will be the key to turning defeat into victory?

Sensing his thoughts from Lister's expression, Noras couldn't help but sneered, "Human, do you think I'm afraid of that little necklace?"

After finishing speaking, Noras didn't want Rist and Varen to continue to be an eyesore here, and the Holy Light Scepter hung in front of him instantly, intending to give these two ants a final blow.

But at this moment, the world suddenly stopped for a moment.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and before Norras had time to react, a space crack the height of a person suddenly opened in the air not far in front of him.

A snow-white slender palm that seemed to be carved from ice and snow, almost in the blink of an eye, firmly held the scepter of holy light hanging in front of Noras.

Falling into the hands of others, the Holy Light Scepter, which was the half of Noras, suddenly struggled violently.

And following the movement of the Holy Light Scepter, the owner of the palm finally stepped out of the space crack and appeared in front of Noras.

It was a man who seemed to gather all the darkness in the world, with a pair of deep black eyes like an abyss. His waist-hip long black hair swayed slightly with his movements, but finally quietly obeyed behind him, just like this world, The moment he appeared, he was greeted with absolute silence.

Even though that face looked extremely strange, the familiarity that came from the soul still made Norras almost uncontrollable, wanting to bow his knees to the comer.

But he finally held back.

His eyes fixed on the expressionless face of the visitor. After a long silence, Norras finally hoarsely called out the name buried in his heart for countless epochs——

"...Kaos."