Chapter 595

Just at the same time when Antoine and finna's adventures are interrupted by unexpected guests, in another quiet place, a strange story has just begun.

"Hoo... Hoo"

Varian raised his head difficultly. The feeling of drowsiness still remained in his mind, but his mind could be a little more sober, which means that the dark touch that always lingers in his heart is rapidly dissipating, but this is the most frightening thing.

If it can easily invade Varian's thinking, does its active retreat mean that the purpose of its invasion has been achieved?

For some mysterious existence, the mind of ordinary people is no more fragile than a piece of white paper. Even if they pay attention to it, it will distort the mind. Even if they instinctively do not want the distortion, it is not controlled by them.

"Varian! Are you all right, Varian? "

A weak voice awakened the king from that special chaotic state. Varian, leaning against the wall, turned his head and saw magni, who was holding the prison railing. The dwarf King probably woke up earlier than him. This may be because the strength of the immortal's soul is higher than that of human beings, but maybe because of this, on the dwarf King's arms, They're tied in heavy chains.

Magny grabbed the railing and whispered to Varian, "Hey, asshole, wake up, don't sleep!"

"Well... Here, where is this? Everybody... "

Varian rubbed his forehead with difficulty. It was like a hangover all day and night. He couldn't bear it. He tried to resist the feeling of vomiting in his chest and turned to look at McGonagall,

"How are you all?"

"Not good... Very bad."

Another voice was heard in the cell on the other side of Varian. Darlene leaned feebly against the corner of the wall. His hair was scattered and his mouth was peeling because of thirst. Obviously, the old king who finally passed out of coma suffered more than Varian and others. What was worse than him was Kane Bloodhoof, the strongest chief of Tauren, They were even tied directly to the wall with rusty iron ropes and couldn't move at all, but compared with other people who were still in a coma at this time, these four strong soldiers obviously recovered the fastest.

"Where is this?"

Kane shakes his head hard. A sharp iron rope is across his neck. If he doesn't pay attention, it will pierce his skin. Worst of all, he doesn't know if it is the cause of poisoning or curse. These soldiers lose control of their anger, and even their bodies are the same as ordinary people.

The blood dripped down along the iron rope, and it was dripping on the ground. Kane's problem was obviously everyone's problem. Varian looked up and saw that the shadow in the dark had a green light, which looked like a special lamp. But it was impossible to judge the surrounding situation just by relying on this. He coughed and tried to lift his left hand, But in the end... It failed.

How long have you not felt this extreme weakness?

"It doesn't feel right here!"

A few minutes later, Sal wakes up with a slight cough. He also looks up at the dark sky with Turquoise light. The power of elements is so weak that people can hardly call. But as a shaman's intuition, Sal still feels wrong.

"This feeling... Is water! Huge amount of water, we should be at the bottom of the sea

"Pa Pa Pa"

The sound of applause came from the darkness, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. But the darkness, a darkness, covered everything of that person. Only a female voice could be heard, hoarse, but absolutely enchanting. When this kind of spiritual resistance was suppressed to the lowest level, even Varian was almost lost in this voice.

"It's really the most powerful group of people in the civilized world... Just relying on perception, you can detect something wrong."

The girl laughed, "so heroes, tell me, are you desperate?"

"Who are you?"

Varian clenched his fist in the dark and asked in a low voice, "when are you..."

"Oh, well, I've been here for a long time than you think. Watching you lose in your dreams, watching you return from your loss, watching you recover your life, oh, by the way, this little cute... She may not be able to survive. After all, she's just a weak mortal."

"Who are you! Asshole

The chain in McGonagall's hand clattered, but the voice in the dark only gave out a series of clear laughter. She said with malicious ridicule, "look at you, McGonagall Bronzebeard, I heard that you are a rare wise ruler among dwarves, but I can't see any trace of wisdom in you. Is it true that the ruler of the Kingdom after ten thousand years, Is that what it is? "

"The world really disappoints me!"

At this moment, however, a voice with obvious fear sprang up from the other side of the darkness,

"Isala! You... It's you! Right? "

Tyrande's scream made people understand who was in the dark, but it also made the legendary emperor lose interest in talking. She was silent for a few seconds, and then, accompanied by a complicated incantation that no one could understand, the light appeared in the hall, which was soft, like the most gorgeous palace lantern, From the center of darkness, and then rapidly expanded to every corner.

It wasn't dazzling, but the prisoners couldn't help closing their eyes because of the long darkness. A few seconds later, Varian looked up at his head again. Sure enough, as Sal said, they were at the bottom of the sea.

Countless tons of sea water are suspended above the people's heads. Among them, countless fish are swimming by with their tails flapping. Even a gray hammerhead shark is hunting wantonly. But above the people's heads, a barrier almost invisible to the naked eye is supporting the hall on the bottom of the sea. The sea water is covered on the barrier as if it is pressing on the people's heads, It's scary.

And the people also found their own situation. In front of them, it was clearly the remains of a palace. On the walls that bound them, there were algae and rusty decorations everywhere. Under them, it was in the unimaginable dry sand on the bottom of the sea. Magni even found a hermit crab escaping quickly because of the light under his feet.

Then everyone's eyes fell on Isala.

Ten thousand years ago, the queen who ruled the most powerful night elf empire in the world was once known as "light in the light". She is said to be the most beautiful and eye-catching woman of that era. However, in the eyes of the public, there is only one Naga with six arms, black snakes and snake tails.

Yes, her face with white scales still vaguely shows the unparalleled beauty of that year. Even the face that belongs to Naga now has a special kind of enchanting beauty, which is as striking as Poppy. Her body is decorated with all kinds of jewelry. Even the huge snake tail is decorated with three rings of extremely dazzling jewelry under the light.

But whether it is glamorous, or luxurious jewelry, can not cover up a fact; She has become a monster!

From twisted body to complete monster in heart!

"Oh... I saw your eyes. It's really impolite!"

Isala was aware of the meaning in people's eyes, which made her heart produce indescribable humiliation. She subconsciously twisted her arm, and the arm of the comatose queen carliya, who was held in her arms, made a crisp click.

"Oh... Poor little darling, I should have been gentle."

Isala immediately realized her mistake, and she even knew more about Kariya than others, so she took off her scepter from the waist of the real water snake for the first time. It was a sea blue Scepter like a small Warhammer. The outer frame was a lifelike blue snake. The scales and teeth were almost the same as real, The giant snake coiled around a round sky blue jewel. Its eyes were made of green gems.

On the surface of the fist sized gem is engraved with a mysterious pattern, which is the meaning of "water of life" in ancient sindoray language. There is a blue water flowing along with the movement of Isala's arm. When her left hand brushed the surface of the scepter, it also seemed to lead out the internal water, and the blue light covered the palm of the hand, Flowing through comatose Kaliya's irregularly twisted arms.

Just in the blink of an eye, the severely damaged arm will be restored to its original state. If we do not consider the hostile state between each other, everyone present will marvel at the strength of the treatment. You know, Veron's treatment is probably similar to this effect, right?

Isala gently put the sleeping Kaliya on the ground, then swayed her snake tail and turned to the sacrifice of the moon behind her. At the moment when she looked at Tyrande, the sacrifice of the moon's body trembled and then stepped back.

Without going through that era, it is difficult for others to understand the status of Isala in the hearts of ancient elves like Tyrande, even after the victory of fighting against Isala, even after ten thousand years, even after she is no weaker than Isala now, when she sees the figure that only appears in nightmares again, After seeing the queen who once covered the whole of Azeroth with glory.

Tyrande found himself as like as two peas in the first time he saw him.

Fear... Tremble... Shudder!

Nothing can help her. In the face of the first real emperor of the spirit, she is still the little priest who was nothing at that time.

Not even a trace of resistance!

"Well, that's the end of the little cute thing... But, Tyrande, that little girl, do you think I should let you go? The sinner who destroyed my empire and the glory of cardore! I and my followers have become the culprits of this image of people not being human and ghosts not being ghosts! The criminal who destroyed everything I had

Isala's voice, from weak to strong, from low to high, from trickle to deafening thunder, reverberated in the whole underwater boundary. Her body swam forward, and did not stay in front of the railing, just like ignoring the railing, and continued to move forward. Her body was just like water, and the railing could not stop her, She joined in and walked unhurt through the railing, standing in front of the shivering Tyrande.

"Tyrande, sacrifice of the moon, thief who stole my power! Hypocrites who have blinded my people

The lights in the whole hall became dim and crazy in the roar of Isala. The enchanting face looked like a visitor from hell, like an angry devil, an angry devil, everything angry.

"Ha ha ha, you are in my hands at last! You say, how can I punish you? My little cute... "

A moment before Isala's paw landed on Tyrande's body, several shouts came from behind her.

"Stop it

"Let her go!"

"Monster, come to me!"

Varian, McGonagall and thrall yell, they know it may not work, but no one will watch their ally be killed. This is their last effort, but... This effort seems to have succeeded.

At this moment, the light in the hall returned to its original state, and Isala's expression also returned to her previous laughter. She gently reached out her hand and touched Tyrande's face. When she touched her chin, she held her neck tightly. Two beautiful faces were close to each other. Isala's voice sounded in Tyrande's ear,

"It's too boring to kill you like this... I'll wait for you to fall into the trap... You know where to find me, I'll wait for you, oh, my dear... If you don't come, I'll go to you!"

Tyrande seemed stupefied. A smile came from the corner of her mouth. She reached out and patted Tyrande on the head. Then she turned around and laughed at the crowd.

"Stupid male... Hero saves beauty? Hum, save yourself first

With that, the proud queen left the hall with her tail wagging, and the light dimmed again. Varian breathed a sigh and sat on the ground, while Tyrande silently turned her back and stretched out her hand, as if she were tidying up her clothes. More than ten minutes later, a small thing was thrown into the sand in front of Varian, Magny, Sal and daileen.

Varian picked it up, rubbed it, and his eyes lit up.

key! Hope to get out of trouble... Just, where does the key come from?

In the darkness not far away from him, the sacrifice of the moon shrinks his body like a helpless child, weeping silently in the darkness.

She lost... No, she never won