"We're ready, teacher."
After Uther heard Alsace's voice, he quickly reached out and grabbed the hammer handle of the Silver Hand. This war hammer did not exclude Uther at all. Instead, it very kindly injected the holy light energy into Uther. inside the body.
The surging power in his body was also mixed with some simple messages. Uther understood that this was the Silver Hand "asking" him whether to weaken the seal.
The Lightbringer chose "yes" without hesitation. After making the decision, the Silver Hand immediately focused the energy of the Holy Light on his hammer. Along with a bright halo of Holy Light, the light in the hall suddenly dimmed. down.
Everyone felt that something was awakening under their feet and under the floor of the hall.
It did not come from direct vision or hearing, but everyone present clearly knew that the power of the holy light was fading, and there was an undercurrent surging in the darkness.
The seal in front of Arthas also dimmed at this time, and the power of the Holy Light within it quickly evaporated, replaced by a deep and dark influence.
However, Alsace did not give this influence a chance to spread outward. He raised his right foot and landed hard on the blocked underground staircase door. The heavy step, wrapped in the sacred light, easily trampled the door into pieces. Block fragments.
Alsace's power of holy light drove straight in, and the creeping void energy dissipated quickly like snow melted by the sun, until a passage appeared in front of them.
Mograine was also aware of the Holy Light's restraint on this void power. He walked quickly to Arthas' side, raised the Ashbringer and slashed deeper into the void erosion.
The arc-shaped holy light cut through all the obstacles, and Alsace's hands lit up with bright light, like a beacon in the darkness, dispersing the surrounding void energy that was trying to engulf them.
Mograine, as the sharp knife at the front, wielded the Ashbringer to clear the way for the team, while Arthas followed the team at the back to prevent sneak attacks by void creatures.
It’s just that the thousands of years of sealing seem to have obliterated Zakas’ power a lot. His awakening process is very slow. Up to now, only some activated void energy is constantly attacking the team, and no void creatures have appeared.
With Arthas and Mograine here, and two holy light artifacts, this level of void energy is not enough to cause trouble to the team.
In order to reduce the pressure on Uther and the others who were blocking the escape of void energy on the periphery, Arthas asked Mograine to speed up their advance and reach Zakas's location as soon as possible.
During the march, Arthas noticed that most of the void energy seemed to escape outside the seal, in addition to trying to affect their sanity.
This was a very bad sign. Zakas had fallen into suspended animation twice, which made him instinctively seek help from his master after he had another chance to escape Tyr's seal.
Zakas's power continued to flow out, even at the expense of slowing down his resurrection progress, and wanted to get in touch with his creator, the Ancient God, first.
Of course, the Holy Light in the Silver Hand's antechamber still protects the entire hall. Before being breached there, all the information transmitted by Zakas will be intercepted by the large net woven by the Holy Light.
But this also means that Arthas and the others must speed up, otherwise when the void energy in the periphery accumulates too much and exceeds the suppression ability of the Holy Light, Uther and the others will be in a very dangerous situation.
The master of Zakas is Yogg-Saron who is far away in Northrend, and Yogg-Saron is still in a semi-sealed state.
Despite this, distance is nearly impossible for the Old Gods, and their influence can travel infinite distances directly to the minds of their victims or their servants.
Arthas didn't know how such a relationship was established and maintained, but with Krasis like Zakas as an anchor, the half-dead Yogg-Saron might be able to directly launch a corrupted army into Tire. from the tomb.
Fortunately, the stairs leading to Zakas's resting place were not too long. Soon, Arthas saw the door of the dilapidated hall.
It’s just that Uther and others in the front hall of Silver Hand have already felt the oppression of the void.
"Damn it, I finally know why Arthas brought almost all the knights of the Silver Hand here."
Magni frowned and stared intently at the corner of the ceiling - even the hall blessed by the Holy Light had some abnormalities due to the penetration of crazy void energy.
The surroundings of the originally sacred hall have been stained with a strange dark purple color, and this influence is growing at a very steady rate.
Uther is now holding the Silver Hand, fighting against the void energy trying to invade the hall, but the void power accumulated here has been taking root for too long. Even with the help of the Silver Hand, Uther feels that he has no power. The law has lasted too long.
He said to his companions around him, "Be careful, these powers are spreading, I can't suppress them forever."
"Let us help you, King Magni, please help us guard." Tirion stretched out his right hand, gathering the power of the holy light and sending it to Uther, so that he could resist the erosion of the void through his silver hand.
Gavin Rad and Dathrohan also began to lend a helping hand to Uther. Magni said, "Hey guys, don't waste too much power. I have a hunch that there are things hidden in those dark corners. Bad stuff.”
"Don't worry, King Magni, guiding and gathering the Holy Light in this way will not consume our physical strength, but we must concentrate. If we cannot rely on the artifact to suppress the void, we will immediately enter the battle."
Tirion's words made Magni feel a little relieved. The Holy Light is equivalent to the spiritual power of the Paladins to a certain extent. Guiding the Holy Light smoothly like this is actually not much different from meditating and resting for these three knights. the difference.
They knew very well that now was not the time to waste their physical strength at will. Relying on the concentration of the four of them in this way could not only reduce Uther's consumption, but also maintain their condition.
Magni blew his beard, picked up the war hammer and threw it at the black shadow on the wall with some annoyance. Originally, he had no expectation of weakening its power, but he did not expect that the physical blow actually reduced the range of the black shadow.
"Hey, I think I found something interesting."
Magni laughed twice and began to look for those dark purple areas that tended to spread, and used Fearbreaker to crush their plans to continue to expand.
The situation in the front hall of the Silver Hand has temporarily stabilized, but they don't know how long it can last. After all, this only slows down the penetration of the void, rather than completely suppressing it.
The source of the corruption is not here. Killing the void power here only reduces their ability to spread. To end all of this, we must wait for Arthas and others to completely eliminate the source of the corruption.
The four-person team that went deep into the crypt finally completed the crazy and twisted road. The protection of the Holy Light allowed them to enter the room where Zakas "fell" unscathed.
What caught their eyes was a body as huge as a hill. The monster's body was covered with light blue arcane chains that were on the verge of breaking, and the energy pool used to limit its recovery was almost contaminated by his endless dirty blood.
Although Zakas has not woken up yet and is still in a state of "suspended death", the four of them can feel the abnormal activity from his huge body.
And on the head of this deformed and twisted flesh monster was a two-handed giant sword. This sword caused an irreparable wound to Zakas. It was Thoradin's sword - Storm. Ka·War Destroyer.
This weapon was deeply embedded in Zakas's head. Such an injury seriously affected the progress of Zakas's resurrection. A large amount of dirty blood and energy poured out from the wound on his head. It seemed that it was this wound. The pus and blood flowing out of it polluted the surrounding land.
"What an evil existence this is!"
Mograine's face was ashen. He had seen the most brutal orcs and killed the most depraved demons, but the dark pink monster that looked like a hill in front of him gave him a completely different impact.
Even though he has not fully recovered yet, the corrupted influence on Zakas almost provokes the most sensitive and fragile strings in the hearts of living beings. The endless void and darkness seem to be able to crush the fragile nerves of mortals at any time.
Jaina looked a little pale. As a mage, she was much more sensitive to energy than the other three. Zakas's evil resentment and the endless whispers of the void seemed to be echoing in her ears at this moment.
But all these noisy sounds disappeared when Alsace held her hand.
"Are you okay, Jaina?"
"I'm fine...Thank you, Arthas, how can we destroy this damn monster now?"
Jaina has personally experienced the horror that Zakas represents. It is not that the enemies in the past destroy you physically. The void is like filthy water. They penetrate pervasively, seize the most vulnerable points of your mind, and disintegrate from the inside. your will.
She suddenly understood why Arthas did not bring an army to deal with the threat here, because the void does not just use violence to make you surrender, but sneaks into your heart and destroys everything without you knowing it.
The army can fight against violence, but it cannot fight against such whispers - a madness that even Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, cannot bear, and it is impossible for mortals to withstand it.
Mograine's hand holding the Ashbringer trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of anger and shock. He hoped to eliminate the evil existence in front of him immediately.
"This guy's body is too big, Arthas, we should probably bring explosives!"
Muradin held up his helmet. He felt that his cold sweat was seeping out and soaking the inner layer of the helmet.
"Explosives may destroy Zakas' body, but his evil heart will not be threatened. In that case, we will help him escape from this prison." Arthas said, "Pure violence cannot destroy With his existence, we have to find ways to completely eliminate all threats from him on multiple levels."
"What do you want to do?" Muradin asked.
Arthas looked at the Stromka inserted in Zakas's head. In the original timeline, Zakas was affected by three artifacts at the same time and died completely.
The Silver Hand drained his dark power, Strom'kar maimed and killed his body again, and the Sword of Xal'atath, the Dark Empire, finally shattered his soul.
Mograine, holding the Ashbringer, can naturally defeat Zakas's body that has not yet fully awakened. The actions of Uther and others are also weakening Zakas. In fact, what Arthas wants to do is to completely destroy Zakas. His soul and inner being.
There is no Xal'atas in Alsace. Although Xal'atas, who comes from the same source of power as the Ancient God, is the best choice, Alsace now has another card in his hand, and that is the power of Alsace. On Sass's waist, Frostmourne pretended to be an ordinary sword.
Different from Xal'atath's "cannibalism", Frostmourne represents the power of death, and there is no unkillable enemy in this world. Even the souls of Titans can be enslaved and tortured, not to mention the ancient ones. God's servant.
There is no way that the weak Zakas can escape the swallowing of Frostmourne. Arthas only needs to pay attention to avoid being discovered by Yogg-Saron, because sooner or later he will confront this "good neighbor" and prematurely alert the snake. Not a good idea.
"Mograine, in a moment you use the most violent offensive to attack Zakas's wound left by Stromka; Muradin, Jaina, when Mograine's attack is launched, Zakas's body He will instinctively launch a counterattack, so you cover him and don’t let Zakas have a chance to breathe - I will find the right moment to completely destroy this guy’s soul.”
Mograine held the hilt of Ashbringer's sword with both hands and nodded in response, "I understand, Your Highness, I can take action at any time."
"Although I'm a little nervous, my ax and hammer are ready to smash this disgusting guy!" Muradin smiled boldly.
Jaina took a deep breath and slowly spread her hands. Complex arcane runes spread around her arms. Her eyes lit up with light blue arcane light: "Me too."
"Then...Mograine, let's begin!"
Following Arthas's command, Mograine's pupils were ignited by golden flames. The flames of the holy light condensed around the Ashbringer's sword. The Paladin roared and waved the sword like a door panel. , slamming into Zakas's ugly head with a fiery and sacred sword edge.
The moment the holy light came into contact with Zakas's skin, the "sizzling" sound was heard one after another like a branding iron imprinting on the flesh, and the dead Zakas' body unexpectedly let out a miserable howl.
The flesh and carapace on his body continued to bulge and protrude, and the pus and dirty blood under his body began to churn. From his flesh and blood, filthy creations began to swarm out, madly heading towards Mograi. Ni flew away.
