The upper body of this thing was a few runes that were built together, and the lower body had runes that were spread out as feet. All the runes on the whole were on a flat surface.
As an old player, a veteran transmigrator, and someone who had once personally gone to Shattrath City to embark on a pilgrimage but was actually collecting Naaru's holy water (foot washing water), how could he not recognize that this thing was once a Naaru?
But seeing his terrible color that was a hundred times darker than coal ash, Duque immediately knew that this thing was a fallen Naaru.
According to history, there should never be a Dark Naaru on the list of bosses in the Black Temple.
The problem was that ever since Duque transmigrated, he had never stopped causing trouble.
Not to mention a Dark Naaru, even if Kil 'jaeden came, it would not be impossible.
As the worst butterfly that changed history, Duque said that if he did not curse, he would have nothing to say.
Kai Zi, who was next to him, finally came to a realization and said, "Ah! It's Muru! It was originally a guard of The Storm, but when Illidan led the army to attack The Storm for the first time a few years ago, it was taken away. "
Duque's teeth hurt.
Duque would not feel strange if anyone said this, but since it was Kael 'thas who said it, then … he really did not know what to say.
The Storm, to be precise, was originally an interdimensional spaceship used by the mysterious Naaru to travel in the universe. 25,000 years ago, Willen, who refused to be in cahoots with Kil 'jaeden, took his compatriots and fled Argus in the Naaru's The Storm.
When the Naaru came to the Outland and entered Shattrath City to participate in the battle against the demons under Illidan, only Muru was left as a member of The Storm.
In the original history, it was Kai Zi, who became Illidan's subordinate, who led his thugs to carry out a raid on The Storm, captured Muru, and sent him as a gift to the main city of the Blood Elves — Silvermoon City.
During the invasion of the Scourge, many priests lost the ability to sense the Holy Light. They thought that the Holy Light had abandoned them, so they abandoned the path of the Holy Light and tried to enslave the Holy Light. Muru was imprisoned in the basement of Silvermoon City. Every Blood Knight needed to obtain the pure power of the Holy Light from him to enslave the Holy Light. Under the continuous extraction of countless people, Muru's Holy Light power became extremely weak.
Under such circumstances, Muru was corroded by Kil 'jaeden's power and degenerated into a Dark Naaru. Because he was a pure energy body, he could also transform into a terrifying Entropy Demon.
It appeared in the Sunwell Highland as the fifth Boss.
Moreover, it was very honored and awesome to be one of the members of the Horrifying Boss Club that Daddy Blizzard Can't Kill If You Don't Slash It. Countless Elite Guilds' First Clear teams had been annihilated like dogs in front of Muru, who was at the level of a father.
Now, the Goddess of Fate seemed to have played a bad joke on Duque. She actually turned the Dark Naaru, who was supposed to be created by Kaizi, into a strong ally for Illidan.
Duque did not know what Illidan had done to Muru, nor did he know if Kil 'jaeden had left anything behind.
All he knew was that things were getting out of hand.
Duque suddenly realized something and turned his head a little uneasily. He opened his mouth wide and shouted at Vashj and the others.
"Do it!"
However, in the vast expanse of strange black light, the darkness seemed to devour everything. After a circle of black light suddenly burst out from Muru's body, a black hole formed above Muru's head, and then the entire world became silent.
Every powerhouse saw the people around them shouting something, but they could only see their mouths open and close, but no sound came out.
Sound seemed to be completely devoured. Not only sound, but also elements.
The elements such as Arcane, Fire, and Frost that Duque relied on as his greatest help were all swallowed by the black hole created by the Dark Naaru.
Without the Arcane elements, there was naturally no magic communication.
In the next moment, the five powerhouses, including Duque, were shocked because they found that even each other's vision began to blur.
Human vision was because light entered the eyeball and formed nerve signals in the eyeball, which were transmitted to the brain and adjusted by the brain to form a picture.
If even light was devoured, then there was no need to care about vision.
Duque's face was pale. He really did not expect that Illidan could actually make a move like Muru. It was difficult to define what kind of existence a Dark Muru was. Muru itself was not very scary. What was scary was that it could be used as an existence similar to a nuclear power plant and do all kinds of incredible things.
Under normal circumstances, it was a sacred source of holy light. This level of consumption of Holy Light Foot Wash was definitely a drizzle, and it could make as much as it wanted.
And the Dark Naaru had released its stored dark power, which was now this black hole.
Duque did not know how much things or energy a black hole of this level could devour. He only knew that it was definitely a lot.
He had to do something, otherwise Vashj and the others would probably be wiped out in the Black Temple.
At this moment, in the middle, Sal and Valen had reached the final stage of besieging the Soul Box. It seemed that they would be able to overturn the Soul Box with a little more effort.
But at this time, everyone felt the black hole located at the top of the Black Temple.
Valen stopped. He raised his head and looked up at the place a few floors above. He gently raised his hand, and the holy light that spread out from his body outlined the shape of the Naaru at the top.
"Teacher … that is …" Irill the Hoof said in a trembling voice.
"Muru … so it's here …" Valen replied in a voice that seemed to be in a trance.
"Will the Naaru also fall? That big black hole gives me a very bad feeling. "Irill's voice became more and more shaky.
"Yes! If left alone, the black hole may even expand infinitely, and within a few minutes, the entire Black Temple, and even the entire Draenor, will be swallowed up. "
"What!?" This time, even Sal could not remain calm.
He led the Horde army here, of course, for justice, to free his compatriots from the slavery of Illidan. But so many of his compatriots died with Illidan, this was definitely not what he wanted.
"Can't you do something?" Wokin shouted.
"Of course!" Valen said firmly, and at the same time, he turned his head and shouted, "The road of the Draenei against the Burning Legion, someone must continue to carry the war flag. I have led everyone for so long, and it is time to let go. I have my duty, and you have your duty. I announce that the next Archbishop will be Irill! "
"Ah!" The Hoof was stunned.
"What?" Marad, who was fighting, suddenly realized something.
The Draenei Warriors guarding the outer perimeter were also unable to remain calm.
What was Archbishop Valen doing, actually announcing the next Archbishop in advance!?
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