Chapter 584: call

Chapter 584 Calling

At this time, what Charlemagne presented in front of his eyes was the scenery of his hometown that he was familiar with. The surrounding high-rise buildings and two-way eight-way lanes seemed to have remained unchanged from before he crossed.

The busy street and the white-collar office workers who came out to look for food on the street made him feel a little bit in a trance.

"Heh, although I know it's fake, but... I really miss it."

Charlemagne stretched out his hands and looked, and sure enough, the bronze-colored strong elf hands had changed into his original white and loose human arms.

When he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of himself with the camera, he saw his somewhat handsome slightly chubby cheek again.

With a chuckle, Charlemagne started to walk in the familiar streets with some emotion, "It's quite realistic. It really is through spiritual hints that I used my own memory to construct this illusion?"

"The question is, how do I get back to the real world?"

Charlemagne, with a sad look and nostalgia, gradually walked towards the elevator apartment complex where he lived along the streets he had walked countless times to and from get off work.

But just as he was about to walk in the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He saw a man in his late 20s bid farewell to his girlfriend in front of him, and then got into the silver SUV beside him. That familiar face Let him be stunned for a moment.

"Isn't that me? Could it be..."

Hastily took out his mobile phone to check today's date, and then Charlemagne showed a bitter smile on his face, "Sure enough...it was the day when I had a car accident. It seems that obsession can't be eliminated so easily."

Watching himself in a trance as he drove to bid farewell to his girlfriend and leave the community, Charlemagne knew very well that a tired truck driver would be waiting for him next.

Seeing the happy smile naturally revealed on his girlfriend's ordinary and gentle face, Charlemagne's expression was very complicated. His expression changed many times in a short period of time, and finally he gradually relaxed.

"Almost...it's time to completely get rid of the shadow of the previous life."

"It has been more than thirty years since I was sober, and now I am no longer the office worker who is busy from morning to night, and I don't follow my girlfriend without complaint, but..."

Charlemagne's eyes gradually became firmer, "I can't simply die in the hands of C'Thun in the first rebirth, I still have a lover, friends and family, and my own people are waiting for me.

"As the Duke of Quells and a member of the high elves, I, Charlemagne Theron, still have unfulfilled obligations!"

Strengthening his belief, Charlemagne began to think about how to leave this false illusion. At this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded around him.

"…Come…"

"Um?"

Charlemagne frowned and began to concentrate on finding the source of the sound.

"...come back, go back to..."

"This is?"

This indistinct female voice made Charlemagne feel a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember when and where it was.

At the same time, the battle in C'Thun's prison has reached a fever pitch, and Velen no longer has time to pay attention to Duke Theron, who is lost in the illusion. Anyway, he is outside the prison, and C'Thun, who has not yet escaped, should not be able to attack Charlie. Man

The sudden burst of tentacles from C'Thun made both the Dragon King and Azshara a little flustered, and the frost comet cast by Malygos fell into the field and froze a large part of the tentacles.

But the giant eyes and giant claw tentacles quickly broke free from the frozen state. Alexstrasza and Ysera were staring at these thick tentacles to attack, but they had already suffered a lot of attacks.

The tentacle of the giant eye can release a weakened version of the eye ridge, and the thick laser used by the main eye of C'Thun before can also be used.

The attack frequency and strength of the giant claw tentacles are quite terrifying. Under their whipping, even Alexstrasza, who has the power of life to heal himself, showed a painful expression.

As for the tentacles of the giant mouth... Ke'thun didn't dare to release this thing at all. The two mortals who can eat are demigods and high-level powerhouses. Letting them enter his stomach will not have any effect at all. Will be kicked out of the shit.

"hold head high!"

At the moment of crisis, Nozdormu let out a loud roar, and the power of time bestowed by Aman'Thul once again had a miraculous effect. The tentacles on the field all slowed down at the same time, and the movements of Alexstrasza and others The speed of action is increasing.

However, outputting too much power of time at one time made Nozdormu's spirit appear in a trance for a moment. He seemed to see a huge dark dragon in front of his eyes. He instinctively sensed that the other party was himself.

"Eternal Dragon? Is the creation of the Eternal Dragon related to me?"

Before Nozdormu, who looked surprised, thought about it, the dragon shadow that seemed to be able to swallow light stretched out his claws and pointed at Charlemagne who was leaning against the door frame in a daze, and then disappeared into a burst of black sand.

Nozdormu looked thoughtfully at Duke Theron who was still in a daze in the distance, "...Is he the key to breaking the Eternal Dragon problem?"

When Nozdormu was thinking about the problem, Alexstrasza and other four giant dragons took the opportunity to pull out many giant claws and giant eye tentacles, but what made them feel powerless was that no matter how much they destroyed, there would soon be the same number Tentacles re-emerge from the ground.

Malygos couldn’t help complaining while casting a large-scale fireball, "Is this a thousand-eyed demon or a thousand-handed demon? So many tentacles..."

"ha!"

Azshara uttered a rare soft cry, and the top of her staff on the ground spread a circle of sharp ripples from the inside to the outside, gradually cutting off the surrounding tentacles one by one.

"Hoo..."

Although these annoying tentacles are still emerging, Azshara can keenly notice that the speed of the tentacles appearing has slowed down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she took a light breath, "Don't be discouraged, Ke'thun is already showing signs of fatigue. After all, he is not N'Zoth the Demon with Thousand Beards, and it is impossible for him to have infinite tentacles."

Velen also looked serious at this time, and without saying a word, provided timely and powerful protection and treatment for the six teammates present. Although his actions are inconspicuous, the role played by this demigod priest is really not small .

It is the existence of the Prophet that allows this seven-member team to persist until now. The endurance of the entire team has been greatly improved because of Velen's presence.

Ke'thun is not stupid, he quickly noticed the thoughts of these titan lackeys.

Indeed...he doesn't have nearly infinite tentacles like N'Zoth, if he continues to fight at this pace, I'm afraid he will use up all his tentacles in half an hour at most, and without the help of tentacles, he will be nothing more than a chopping block Meat only.

'Damn it! These demigod-level powerhouses are trouble, if my whispers can have any effect...'

C'Thun is not Yogg-Saron, his whispering ability is relatively weak, and even if Yogg-Saron wants to corrupt Loken and Deathwing, he needs the help of the other two compatriots, and it costs tens of thousands of dollars. years to succeed.

Ke'thun, who had a strong desire to survive, began to observe the entire battlefield. When he noticed Charlemagne fainting outside the gate, he immediately took it to heart.

'You are the one! Fall down...fall down...as long as you fall into my control, I will let you know how powerful the Old God is! '

It seems that C'Thun's curse has taken effect. Charlemagne's body that was leaning against the door frame gradually began to lean forward. C'Thun has even sent many tentacles to sneak into the ground by the door, ready to catch this cheap-mouthed elf at any time. The boy came to blackmail these titan lackeys.

However... Charlemagne, whose body had been tilted at 45 degrees, suddenly stopped, and then he opened his eyes, with a clear smile on his lips.

"I see…"