Chapter 583: Whispers and Visions

Chapter 583 Whispers and Illusions

Somber laughter sounded in the minds of 8 people at the same time, "Four and a half guardian dragons, and two half-god-level mortals, I really want to thank you for giving me the best sacrifice to get out of trouble, hehe!"

This kind of heart-penetrating words made several people couldn't help being in a trance.

Charlemagne sternly reminded in the mind network at this time, "Be careful! Don't be confused by his whispers!"

The silver armguard worn on his left arm had already emitted a dazzling silver light, and Charlemagne was secretly surprised, "Just ordinary words can make people lose their minds unconsciously. Is this the ancient god?" '

"That's right, little guy, all your thoughts are under my observation, and your plan has nowhere to hide in the eyes of the true god. Kneel down to the great C'Thun!"

"Ah…"

A slight sneer appeared at the corner of Charlemagne's mouth, "Stop pretending, you're just guessing our thoughts through our expressions and heartbeat changes, it's nothing more than a micro-expression observation, how dare you say that you can read Heart, then you come and read what I'm thinking now."

'C'Thun, you tentacle monster, you are so funny, give birth to a son%#@*'

Facts have proved that Ke'thun can't do mind reading at all, otherwise he would have been furious under Charlemagne's endless scolding in the mind... On the contrary, seven big men were not brought by Charlemagne in the mind network. The heavy insults made his face very strange.

Pretending to be seen through on the spot and turned into a fool, Ke'thun was in a very unhappy mood, "Stupid mortal...it's you again, do you think you can sit back and relax with the protection of Tyr's relic?"

"Well…"

Charlemagne suddenly covered his head and showed a painful expression. C'Thun began to use mental attacks to take care of him at this time. Even if the silver arm armor still exudes the silver light of resistance, it still cannot completely resist this disgusting attack method. .

"Surrender!"

"Ants, bow down to me!"

"I will give you infinite power!"

Charlemagne only now truly realizes how... the mouth of the ancient **** who is fully mobilizing the whisper is so broken!

It’s also thanks to Deathwing that he was able to persist under this kind of offensive for so many years. Without the filter of a part of the silver arm armor, Charlemagne estimated that he might not be able to persist for long.

In the final analysis, it is still the difference in realm. If he can advance to the demigod level, with the assistance of the Silver Hand, he should be able to ignore C'Thun's whispers to a large extent, but there is a big gap... The ancient god's whispers Appears to be extremely effective.

The Five Dragon Kings quickly noticed Charlemagne's plight, but they did not panic, and methodically sprayed five-color dragon breaths on C'Thun's eyeballs at the same time according to the previously discussed plan.

At the same time, Azshara also began to cast her own spells. The queen's beautiful silver hair has gradually drifted away under the agitation of the arcane, and her golden eyes have gradually transformed into blue-purple, which represents the arcane.

Arcane Storm appeared in the hall following Azshara's spellcasting, and the violent arcane energy surrounded Ke'thun's eyeballs, which to a certain extent isolated Ke'thun's energy spillover.

"Ha ha…"

Under the interference of Azshara, Charlemagne finally got rid of C'Thun's mental attack temporarily with the high-intensity spiritual fire blessed by Velen, and leaned against the gate with his head covered and panting.

But he didn't have time to rest at this time, Charlemagne shook his head hard to concentrate his mind, and began to pay attention to the situation in the field under Wei Lun's worried eyes.

C'Thun's eyeballs broke through Azshara's attack by relying on the eye ridges, and a red wall of death had already begun to appear in the center of the field.

"Don't touch this light wall, otherwise even the guardian dragon will suffer a lot of damage. Rotate and move along the direction of the light wall, and try to spread out the positions of the eyes!"

Fortunately, there were only 2 people and five flying dragons participating in the battle this time. The positions of each other were very scattered, and C'Thun's eye ridges couldn't catapult to the second person at all.

The eyeballs and sharp claw tentacles protruding from the ground are taken care of by Azshara, and they will be cut off by Azshara's condensed arcane blade almost as soon as they emerge.

‘The first stage went well. The big eyeball looks scary, but it was nothing more than that before C’Thun really exposed the core attack...’

There are 7 demigods and high-level bosses in the formation, and the speed of Ke'sun's tentacles has not been eliminated yet.

C'Thun will also use some moves that have not appeared in the game, such as condensing the eye ridges to emit a black to shiny thick beam of light.

However, the forward action was too obvious. Charlemagne saw that the light was a straight-line attack, and had already prepared the 7 people through the spiritual network.

In addition, as expected by Charlemagne, with the super dynamic vision of this big eye, he can predict the attacking movements of the seven people, and send targeted attacks to interrupt their movements.

However, this is nothing like Uzuki. C'Thun, who doesn't use core attacks, has no way to make a decent counterattack in the face of the joint attack of 7 big guys who are not lower than himself.

About 15 minutes later, the huge eyeball was finally slowed down by Nozdormu's time magic, and was finally hit by the shadow flames and life flames ejected by Onyxia and Alexstrasza at the same time.

The broken big eyeballs could still hear C’Thun’s screams and curses during the intense burning process, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! true power!"

Charlemagne's face tightened, and he hurriedly reminded, "Get ready! C'Thun's body will appear soon!"

Sure enough, with the complete bursting of the eyeballs, a huge fleshy object suddenly drilled out from under the floor, and C'Thun's body, which was still bleeding pus and blood from the top, looked very disgusting.

At the same time, C'Thun released a large number of tentacles that he had hidden deep in the ground. Not only the sharp claws and eyeball tentacles that he had seen just now, but also enlarged versions of giant eyes and giant claw tentacles began to appear one after another.

To make matters worse, with the appearance of the core of C'Thun's body, the whispers that enveloped the hearts of the 8 people present suddenly began to intensify, and countless fragmentary thoughts that could not be heard began to fill their hearts.

Velen, who is relatively the most steadfast, has a slightly painful look on his face, but he can still draw out his hand to bless Azshara and other 6 people with the fire of the soul, so that these demigods can get rid of C'Thun's organization phantom.

But when Velen turned his gaze to Charlemagne, his heart sank. Although the High Elf Duke was still leaning against the door frame, his eyes had obviously lost their luster, and he might have been lost in the illusion.

Everything that happened around seemed to be far away from Charlemagne, and the scene around his body seemed to be becoming transparent, allowing his extremely familiar face and street scene to gradually appear in front of his eyes.

Charlemagne looked at the surrounding scene in disbelief, and murmured, "This is... the Earth?"