Remember [New] in a second! With the unexpected arrival of Sarlayan and Valeera, the game calculation between Prius and C'Thun has also entered a fever pitch.

C'Thun had considered that the two later might join forces with that guy who was full of the stench of death for some reason, but it really didn't expect that the two would hit it off so quickly.

And Prius and Salayan didn't expect that C'Thun actually recalled the Yaki Emperor Viza Kremitia at the critical moment when the front line was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Under the personal command of the emperor, who had obtained the highest authority of the hive network, the guards of Ahn'Qiraj who were originally fighting on their own quickly kneaded into a whole.

Sharlayan would have drawn a whole new conclusion if he had done some scouting for himself before making the move.

After Vizakremetia's integration, the City Guard, which originally took 5-10 minutes to support, should now be able to compress the time to 3-5 minutes.

This is just the efficiency of the city guard's support. It is still unknown what impact one more Vizakremitia will have on Prius' plan.

Unfortunately, due to environmental constraints, Sarlayan and Valeera really didn't dare to rush out to inquire about information at this juncture.

A large number of compound eyes of C'Thun are wandering around the city, stealth and phantom camouflage are meaningless to it, once discovered, Prius' plan will be in vain.

What reassures Sarlayan is that Mimiron and Freya are still very reliable.

A long-distance call from Ahn'Qiraj was answered by noon the next day.

Under the double persuasion of Freya and Mimiron, Odin, who was in charge of the southern war and intended to speed up the progress of the attack, agreed to their proposal.

When Mimiron sent the reply, Odin, Thorim, and Hodir had already begun to gather troops ready to go, and it was expected to launch a new round of attacks this afternoon.

Unsurprisingly, the unconventional attacking rhythm of the titan-forged army made the ancient gods' army on the front line somewhat flustered.

Without Emperor Yaqi's personal presence and co-ordination, the battle situation on the front line suddenly showed signs of impending collapse.

In desperation, Ke'thun could only hastily hand over the task of whack-a-mole to Viza Kremitia and Visalia, devoting most of his energy to the dangerous frontline battlefield.

Knowing that the front-line war will resume as expected, Prius eagerly waits for the moment when the plan will be launched.

Sharlayan and Valeera also took advantage of the opportunity of C'Thun's consciousness to travel far away, and quietly poked their heads out to observe the local movements of Ahn'Qiraj city near the refuge.

From the perspective of Valeera and Sharlayan, who were used to the hustle and bustle of the city, the city of Ahn'Qiraj was indeed prosperous enough, but this city lacked the fireworks that many mortal cities should have.

Insects don't need to communicate through words, only the faceless ones will chirp some Shasyar when they meet each other.

In such a huge city, it is difficult to hear the friendly greetings from neighbors, let alone the hawking of small vendors. Netizens half-jokingly called the holy city of Ahn'Qiraj the City of Silence.

Since they couldn't understand the Shasyar language, and the worms could hardly communicate directly with each other, Sharlayan and Valeera, who didn't dare to leave the shelter too far, could only roughly observe the surrounding situation.

From a glance, the surrounding guards and patrols seemed to be no different from yesterday, and more changes could not be concluded through pure observation.

Before C'Thun's compound eye patrol came over, Sharlayan and Valeera carefully retreated to the shelter.

"So far, so good."

Sharlayan rubbed Valeera's fluffy blond hair and asked, "Do you need to sleep for a while?"

"Need not."

Valeera squinted her eyes and enjoyed the moment of intimacy with her lover before the war: "You know, we don't need to sleep now."

"Usually, we can maintain the routine of mortals, and always remind ourselves not to be out of touch with the crowd, but at this special moment, let's enjoy the privilege of demigods with peace of mind."

"Also."

Sharlayan said seriously: "Then meditate for a while, and concentrate on preparing for tomorrow's action."

The meditation mentioned here is not the kind of special method used by Arcanists to quickly restore magic power, but a trick to gather concentration.

Prius, who was still standing at the table observing the map, glanced sideways at the two people who were leaning against the corner and snuggled up to each other. There was a flash of complexity in his eyes, and soon he turned his attention back to the map, but there was no sound. sighed.

'Emotions... If Zoval's idealistic lunatic can also be restrained by emotions, won't he insist on doing those extreme things? '

Prius... or the doubts of the military master is not an exception.

Netizens who follow Sharlayan all the time have sparked several large-scale discussions on this issue.

A considerable number of people believe that the closer a practitioner who climbs the peak is to the peak, the more unnecessary disturbances should be abandoned, and feelings are one of them.

In the words of that world, this seems to be called too forgetful.

In more colloquial terms...women only affect the speed at which I draw my sword.

Of course, this is just one point of view.

There are also many people who believe that only when you are extremely emotional can you be extremely Tao.

To this day, the discussion of the Dao of Youqi and the Dao of Ruqing still happens from time to time.

Sharlayan doesn't know what methods other demigods of Azeroth...or even the entire material universe will use to climb the peak, at least he personally never intends to abandon his feelings and become a loner.

For him, the important relationship with his family will become a beacon to anchor his own will, always reminding him not to leave the mundane world.

That's right, this word from another world was first told to Valeera by Sharlayan.

After stepping into the threshold of the demigod, Valeera finally realized what Sarlayan meant when she said this before.

These are two completely different roads, but in the end they can reach the same destination by different routes. It all depends on personal choice, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

Maybe some mother-fetal single dogs (barrage language) will choose the way of being too forgetful, but Sharlayan, Onyxia and Valeera...even the more latecomers of the Deep Shadow family will not choose go this way.

[Can this be regarded as the family motto of the Deep Shadow family? 】

[To some extent, it is. 】

【acid! I'm so sour! If someone is willing to practice Huanxi Zen with me, who tm is willing to take the path of forgetting love! 】

[Brothers in front, let's talk about joy and joy. 】

Sharlayan, who had entered a meditative state, was unaware of the barrage of chattering discussions.

Since Sharlayan's subjective consciousness did not fall into a deep sleep, the system rarely skipped this period of meditation, allowing the barrage to discuss in full swing throughout the night.

At 3:30 in the morning, Sarlayan and Valeera opened their eyes at the same time in perfect harmony, and Prius, who hadn't slept all night, just turned to look at them.

"It's time to prepare for action."

Sharlayan and Valeera, who were still full of energy, temporarily got rid of many distracting thoughts and negative emotions through meditation, and they nodded calmly at the same time.

"I'll leave the first shot to you, Brother Prius, let's go to East 3 and wait for your good news."

…

Perhaps it was because C'Thun's main body consciousness left Ahn'Qiraj. Although there were still many compound eyes coming and going on the streets in the early morning, their action patterns seemed to have become somewhat mechanized compared to the high activity of the day before yesterday.

It has been more than a week since Prius entered the city of Ahn'Qiraj. After nearly half a month of continuous high-intensity patrols, the Faceless and Aqir who are still only mortals are inevitably a little tired.

And Prius chose 3:30 in the morning, which happens to be the time when patrolling guards are most likely to doze off.

Even though Vizakremitia, who doesn't need sleep, is still pouring chicken soup with passion in the hive network, but under the action of the human body's laws that are about to reach the limit of sleep, many people still start to drift off and doze off.

Under the watchful eyes of Sarlayan and Valeera, Prius' body transformed into a mass of gray-black shadows and merged into the ground, and under the cover of night, he turned around and headed towards the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

"Shadow power?"

Valeera raised her eyebrows in surprise: "The soldier master really has a lot of messy powers~lightnovelpub.net~ Shadow, space and time, these have nothing to do with his natal powers... "

Sharlayan smiled noncommittally: "Although true gods are also divided into strengths and weaknesses, after entering this realm, every step forward needs to be in units of 10,000 or even 100,000 years."

"There is no natural lifespan limit, as long as they want, they can dabble in some interesting things when they are free to further understand the power of their own life."

"Okay." Patting Valeera's high ponytail, Sharlayan withdrew his smile and said seriously: "Let's stop discussing power and power for now, and it's time for us to take action, first... eh? "

Not only Sharlayan, who was suddenly stuck, but Valeera also noticed something strange.

On the main road of Ahn'Qiraj City, a high-ranking bugman walked quickly by surrounded by a large number of **** soldiers.

Valeera: "...a demigod-level bugman, Prius's information is wrong?"

[Ah, this... troublesome. 】