The heroes trapped in the first and second levels were freed from the nightmare created by N'Zoth after the thunderclap that echoed throughout the universe.
The heroes originally trapped in the first level, the "Material Storage," naturally woke up directly, while the heroes trapped in the Nightmare of Fear also gradually woke up as the power of the nightmare dissipated.
Morgana woke up laughing.
The first half of her dream was truly terrible. In summary, she was hung up and beaten by her own sister—which was pretty much the truth.
Before she and Kayle parted ways, she wasn't very aware of the gap between the two sisters. In the Eternal Kingdom, she and Kayle were both supreme queens. But after the separation, she realized how difficult the world was. To move her "Great Demon King" sister, who was arrogant to the core, was simply harder than ascending to heaven.
After Morgana rebelled against the Eternal Kingdom, she wrestled with Kayle many times, but never won once.
This was the knot in her heart that she could never untie in her life, and it was naturally reflected in the nightmare, even more miserable than the actual experience by countless times.
However, after the power of the nightmare disappeared, her subconscious began to resist this fate, so that the second half of the dream changed—she simply seemed to be living her dream, bullying, ravaging, and beating her sister Kayle, who always wore a stinky face…
"I told you not to admit your mistake, I told you to pretend! Call me Queen, hahahaha, that's right, call me Your Majesty the Queen!"
"Uh?"
So Morgana woke up laughing like this, only to find that it was a big dream.
She was quickly found by the other heroes around her. Although she joined forces with these colleagues, Morgana still felt empty in her heart.
If only dreams could come true… If not, it would be nice if the dream was a little longer!
However, she quickly realized that now was not the time to dream, because their whereabouts had been discovered by the naga. They had already fought Queen Azshara in front, and more than a dozen important heroes, including Aiden, were not here.
Fortunately, N'Zoth was also gone. With no leaders on either side, these heroes of Azeroth and Valoran would not think that they could not defeat Queen Azshara!
Their confidence was justified.
Things were different now. Queen Azshara was able to wreak havoc on Azeroth with the naga army and the claws of the Old Gods, and even once attacked Mount Hyjal, almost destroying the World Tree. She also turned Pandaria upside down in just a few days. If Aiden hadn't appeared in time, she would have revived the Old God Y'Shaarj.
There is no doubt that Queen Azshara and her legion are very powerful. No one can deny this, but the root of her success lies entirely in relying on the Old God N'Zoth behind her.
But now N'Zoth… also disappeared after that thunderclap.
To make matters worse, almost at the same time, her servants brought another message—a group of powerful heroes suddenly appeared near her palace and had already launched an attack!
Even a proud and powerful leader like Queen Azshara couldn't help but panic when she received one bad news after another.
But the enemies had already attacked, and she had no way out. In this situation, what else could she do but fight to the death?
Queen Azshara left her throne, and a pair of vertical pupils bloomed with incomparably dangerous light: "Gather all the warriors and eliminate these invaders!"
"As you wish, Your Majesty!" Her maid, Lady Vashj, quickly agreed.
Queen Azshara took her staff and said murderously: "This battle is either you die or I die!"
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Aiden and N'Zoth disappeared at the same time, but obviously the heroes of Azeroth had more confidence in Aiden than Azshara had in the master behind her. This was not only because Aiden had never disappointed them, nor was it only because Aiden had always been considered the nemesis of the Old Gods, but also because his strength had reached the point where he could ignore conspiracies and tricks.
This confidence was reflected in the battle in the underwater city of Zin-Azshari, where more than two hundred heroes who participated in this operation completely crushed Azshara's side.
However, the situation on the battlefield that truly determined the outcome was somewhat… peculiar.
Although N'Zoth mastered the power of infiltrating the Material Storage, allowing its gaze to not be limited to the present, but to travel through countless timelines, it was impossible for it to guess the information of a strong man like Aman'Thul.
The lightning that Aman'Thul released from the Pantheon to prevent Sargeras from killing Aggramar was not in N'Zoth's plan. It originally held the determination to sacrifice a huge amount of essence power to escape with the courage of a hero breaking his wrist. This was already the best result that N'Zoth could think of in the situation at the time.
However, that lightning that shook the universe gave it an excellent opportunity, and it decisively seized this excellent opportunity to drag fifteen heroes, including Aiden, in front of the third threshold into the Twisting Nether in one fell swoop.
Because Azeroth's defense facilities completely failed, there was nothing to stop it from seeking freedom.
Almost the moment he arrived in the Twisting Nether, Aiden immediately noticed the changes in the surrounding environment.
"The situation has changed!" Aiden immediately reminded with his mind. Because there was no medium for transmitting sound in this space, the only way to communicate with each other was through mind and induction.
In fact, without his reminder, others had also noticed—because of the characteristics of the Twisting Nether, everyone lost their sense of time and space, and the surrounding environment became extremely unfamiliar. Fortunately, the situation was not too bad, at least some of them had been there or at least heard of the existence of the Twisting Nether.
"N'Zoth is going to escape!" Vel'koz quickly responded.
It was right, N'Zoth was indeed going to escape.
It had finally left the Dragon's Pool and Tiger's Den of Azeroth—although that was also its lair, ever since Azeroth produced a nemesis like Aiden, the disaster of their Old Gods had come. C'Thun and Yogg-Saron suffered tragically, and N'Zoth's perfect plan was repeatedly destroyed. Looking at the countless intersecting timelines of Azeroth, never before had the situation in a timeline been so bad for them at this point in time.
The cunning and powerful N'Zoth had to admit that their Old Gods were no longer the masters of Azeroth. If it stayed on that planet, it would eventually follow in the footsteps of its predecessors.
If it hadn't been smart enough this time, it would probably have died without a burial place.
N'Zoth was actually careful enough. Who knew that Aiden could even win over an Old God like Vel'koz? As early as when it understood the changes in the situation, N'Zoth had already made up its mind to be patient and wait for the opportunity. It didn't expect that as soon as it escaped from the cage, it just wanted to eat a fellow to replenish its body, but it was directly attacked by the other party and almost died at the bottom of the sea.
Now that it had finally escaped Azeroth and returned to the Twisting Nether, which was boundless, as long as N'Zoth was determined not to return to Azeroth, Aiden would not be able to trouble it, right?
Anyway, as long as there was a chance, it could eventually make a comeback. After all, the general trend was on the side of their Old Gods. As long as they lived long enough, they would definitely be able to laugh to the end.
Of course, the premise of everything was that it could survive.
All it needed was to escape, to escape from Aiden's clutches.
In Azeroth, in the physical world, it would probably have to pay a great price to escape, but this was the Twisting Nether. The characteristics of this space were too beneficial to N'Zoth, so that even though these fifteen heroes had already attacked its core, it could still easily escape.
N'Zoth returned to the Twisting Nether like a dragon returning to the sea. It directly threw out all the heroes who were close to its Nightmare Essence, including Aiden, and at the same time, with a thought, it left here.
It thought to itself that these guys would probably have to adapt to the special environment of the Twisting Nether for a while. Even if one or two of them had been there, they would have to take care of the other heroes who came to this place for the first time. By the time they reacted, it would have disappeared without a trace.
N'Zoth's guess was basically correct.
However, it had miscalculated one point, that was, these fifteen heroes did not need to be all present to kill it. Aiden alone was enough to complete this task.
Aiden never dared to underestimate the destruction that N'Zoth could cause.
Azeroth was the origin of the entire "World of Warcraft", and also the end of everything. As the behind-the-scenes BOSS, N'Zoth, even though its power was not the most powerful of the Old Gods that Aiden had ever seen, it was definitely the most mysterious and dangerous one.
In any case, Aiden could not tolerate this guy slipping away from him.
"Vel'koz, teach them how to survive in the Twisting Nether."
"Prophet Velen, please contact the naaru in the Twisting Nether, they will provide you with help."
"Kayle, establish a stronghold so that our people can have a fixed base in the Twisting Nether!"
"I'll go after N'Zoth first!"
Aiden conveyed these thoughts in an instant. The moment N'Zoth escaped, he followed directly, without stopping at all.
N'Zoth did not dare to relax, but it really did not expect Aiden to chase after it so quickly and decisively.
The God of Nightmare was frightened out of its wits and ran away desperately with all its strength. However, the gap between it and Aiden could not be bridged by its hard running. Although this chase lasted for a long time, the final result was already doomed when the war in Azeroth began.
N'Zoth—defeated!
Aiden felt the shattering of the Old God's Nightmare Essence, and could no longer sense the other party's remaining thoughts. Logically speaking, it should be dead. However, he was worried that N'Zoth was playing some tricks, so he still came up in person to prepare for a careful inspection. His holy sword was burning fiercely, and it was attached with the power to purify souls.
As long as N'Zoth still had a trace of remnant soul, this holy flame would definitely come in handy.