The ancient god G'huun, resembling a pangolin, as a mature ancient god, possesses power no less than C'Thun and Yogg-Saron of Azeroth. Moreover, it is not imprisoned and can unleash its full power, making its strength far beyond imagination.
Ordinary people are completely ineffective against this enormous ancient god, and even most heroes are helpless—because this behemoth, over ten thousand meters long, has truly astonishing defense! Many heroes' divine weapons struggle to damage G'huun's scales, let alone threaten its life. Furthermore, magical attacks are reflected by the scales, harming the caster.
Faced with such an ancient god, only those whose strength, speed, and size are very close to it can contend with it.
Among the Qiraji Allied Forces, some heroes might barely match G'huun's speed, but the other two major attributes are far inferior!
Looking at all the troops gathered in Qiraji under Aiden's command, only the Angel Legion is capable of undertaking the task of confronting G'huun!
They possess extraordinary power and perfect coordination, and they are naturally capable of flight. Therefore, they tenaciously entangle G'huun, while other troops are responsible for clearing out G'huun's minions.
However, before Aiden arrived, the Angel Legion could only manage to stall G'huun because, apart from a few high-ranking angels and Queen Kayle, the swords of ordinary angels could not effectively damage G'huun's body.
Ancient gods like G'huun, with particularly strong defenses, might not be outstanding within their group, perhaps even considered weak. However, its characteristics, when facing enemies with much weaker power levels, lacking armor-piercing methods, and hoping to win through numbers, make it an unsolvable and formidable foe!
G'huun was excited yet irritable—excited that it could finally go on a killing spree, and irritable that its enemies, those winged angels, were like a swarm of mosquitoes, constantly buzzing around it, stinging it when it wasn't paying attention. Although they posed no significant threat, it still hurt a little.
Within the entire Angel Legion, only Kayle could slightly catch its eye. In fact, it had been 'hunting' Kayle all along, but after chasing for a long time without success, it was bitten hard a few times—clearly, the Sword of Justice was a divine weapon capable of threatening it, and the wielder was an enemy worthy of G'huun's attention. Combining the two, it couldn't help but concentrate fully.
However, after such a long period of 'teasing,' G'huun was very clear that it was impossible to catch Kayle.
It wasn't stupid, so after careful consideration, it decided to deal with the other small mosquitoes first—the ordinary angels—before turning around to focus on Kayle.
But just as it made up its mind to do so, the entire Angel Legion suddenly erupted in an inspiring cheer.
"Cheer?" G'huun felt uneasy.
The battle situation was clearly unfavorable to the Angel Legion, yet they were still in the mood to cheer?
It was somewhat confused, but it soon understood—a few kilometers away, a man with huge wings of light growing from his back was flying towards it at high speed. He held a greatsword burning with holy flames, emitting an earth-shattering aura. Even G'huun, as a mature ancient god, felt a momentary loss of composure.
G'huun was parasitizing a planet without external pressure. The Pantheon and the Burning Legion had not yet had time to set foot in that starfield. It had only heard, through the special communication between ancient gods, about the two largest forces in the universe besides them, its ancient god brethren, and also their nemesis.
According to its peers' descriptions, demons and titans were not like this, so who was this person?
Why did this mortal, even smaller than an ant, radiate a light more dazzling than the sun?
G'huun couldn't understand all of this, and its first thought dominated its actions—to eliminate these enemies!
Ignorance is bliss, and it soon paid a heavy price for that simple idea.
Not to mention Aiden, even Sargeras, Aggramar, or Kil'jaeden could easily deal with G'huun. Because its vaunted defense was not an advantage in the face of enemies with higher power and divine weapons. On the contrary, its lack of powerful spells and special abilities became its greatest weakness.
In the face of absolute power, Aiden didn't even need to exploit G'huun's low poison resistance to easily defeat it!
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Aggramar was the second to emerge from the ancient god Tal'gath's belly.
In fact, he very much wanted Sargeras to come out second, leaving him to do the final task, because the other party was, after all, of higher status than him, the 'Crown Prince' of the Pantheon. Letting the crown prince stay behind was a very unwise move.
However, Sargeras had reasons to stay, and he let Aggramar go out first to lead the Pantheon's forces.
This was very necessary.
After the two of them were trapped in Tal'gath's belly, the Pantheon's hundreds of thousands of troops were immediately plunged into a leaderless predicament. And their old rival, the Burning Legion, was completely unscathed.
If Kil'jaeden launched an attack in the chaos, the Pantheon would definitely suffer a great loss. No one knew what kind of conspiracies and tricks that 'Deceiver' would come up with to scheme against the Pantheon.
As arch-enemies, on this point, Sargeras and Aggramar both presumed Kil'jaeden's intentions with the greatest malice.
As the commander of the Pantheon's forces, it was very necessary to let Aggramar go out first to command the troops.
Tal'gath couldn't wait to send away these few 'plague gods' immediately. Fortunately, these guys were quite cooperative, and Aiden, the greatest threat, had already gone out.
After sending away the last two titans of the Pantheon, its belly would be completely safe.
'I'll eat you again sooner or later—after you die.' Tal'gath thought viciously in its heart, but it said in its mouth: "There's no need to push back and forth, anyway, you'll all be able to get out in an hour or two. Your troops are fine, they can definitely hold on."
"Command our troops well and teach a hard lesson to those enemies who try to fish in troubled waters!" Sargeras patted Aggramar on the shoulder and gave him an indicative look.
"alright, we'll meet again on the ground!" Aggramar responded. Then he strode back from a tunnel that had been dug for tens of kilometers, and more than an hour later, Tal'gath spat out this 'Avenger' through its esophagus.
'Finally sent away two time bombs, and there's one last one!' Seeing that they were all so cooperative, Tal'gath was truly very fortunate.
It was really afraid that these three guys would be stubborn, regardless of the situation outside, and would stubbornly fight it head-on. Even if only one of them was unwilling to go out, its plan would be useless.
But now it seemed that all three of them were very trustworthy.
It must be said that Tal'gath liked such enemies. It liked them too much!
It thought very darkly in its heart: Two plague gods have been sent away, especially Aiden, who knew its secrets. Now there was only the stubborn Sargeras left in its belly.
Later, it would trick this clumsy 'Thunderer' to the mouth of the esophagus, and then wriggle its stomach a few times to make their digging efforts futile. Then it would let the head of the Qiraji Star burrow into the ground and wait until it had digested Sargeras!
It wasn't just an ancient god who only knew how to suffer losses — Tarim's greatest hobby was eating. To satisfy this appetite, it could display unimaginable intelligence!
If Aiden had been the one left behind, Gorganneth would have unhesitatingly sent him out, then immediately gone into secluded cultivation, never to emerge again. But alas, it wasn't. The one who remained was none other than "Wrathbringer" Gorganneth!
Didn't this mean that this fellow was destined to become its meal?
It gleefully projected its consciousness onto Gorganneth, who was still digging around in its stomach, which made it a little uncomfortable.
It reminded him, "Gorganneth, I've sent Aggramar back too."
"Oh," Gorganneth responded, then continued digging, even speeding up.
Tarim immediately became restless. It called out, "Then go to the esophagus—a friendly reminder that the situation outside isn't very favorable for you—Dimensius has somehow summoned two more Old Gods. If it isn't eliminated, Sireth will probably soon become a paradise for the Old Gods."
"You're an Old God, isn't this the scene you most want to see?" Gorganneth said sarcastically while his hands didn't stop, "Besides, we're not friends, but enemies. So there's no such thing as a 'friendly reminder.'"
Tarim's heart skipped a beat. It instinctively felt that something bad was about to happen—Gorganneth's behavior clearly didn't indicate he wanted to leave. Then his plan was obvious—he must want to dig to the esophagus that connected Tarim to the void dimension, open that ring, and let that head, starved for a hundred thousand years, eat it!
Thinking of this, Tarim couldn't help but shudder. It hurriedly said, "I'm not lying to you, Dimensius really summoned other Old Gods! If it isn't eliminated, it will keep summoning Old Gods until this place becomes an Old God stronghold! They will start here, counterattack the Twisting Nether, destroy the Pantheon and the Burning Legion, and usher in the true End Time!"
Tarim's words weren't embellished too much; at least, the first part was accurate. As for the latter part, the Old Gods using Sireth as a base to counterattack the Twisting Nether was just a rough idea. If the time was right, it would become reality; if other forces annihilated them, then it would naturally be aborted.
However, these words didn't scare Gorganneth. He sneered, "You have a big heart."
Tarim couldn't help but ask, "You don't care at all?"
"How could I not? I care very much, I value what you said very much." Gorganneth's eyes gleamed with eternal electricity, and his already majestic face wore a serious expression. "I am fighting alongside my comrades and allies, just not on the same battlefield. Don't you understand yet?"
Tarim was stunned for a moment. Even if it was stupid, it understood what the other party meant.
Gorganneth's plan was simple: continue digging, according to the clues provided by Aiden, until he opened that ring and let Tarim bite itself to death.
In order to deceive the three of them into leaving, Tarim had positioned itself as an observer, an advisor, and an informant, to the point of selectively forgetting that it was also an Old God. Moreover, because of its special abilities, in Aiden and the others' eyes, Tarim's threat wasn't smaller than that of "Devourer of Worlds" Dimensius.
Therefore, Aiden made good use of Tarim's psychology, letting it take the initiative to release him and Aggramar, who needed to command the ground battlefield, while leaving Gorganneth to complete the unfinished plan and eliminate Tarim, this very difficult Old God—this was the best opportunity. Having learned a lesson, Tarim would definitely not so easily eat living people who understood its weaknesses and were difficult to digest in a short time next time.
"No, no! You can't do this!" Tarim shouted, "Stop what you're doing, obediently let me send you out, otherwise I'll die with you!"
"alright, come on, let's see who dies first!" Gorganneth retorted without the slightest fear.
According to the information provided by Aiden, he would be able to dig to Tarim's esophagus in at most three or four hours. Tarim was indeed difficult to deal with, but its stomach lacked attack methods, let alone methods that could threaten a Pantheon Titan of Gorganneth's level.
Gorganneth knew very well that the other party was just bluffing. He didn't care at all—who would argue with a dying enemy?
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The battle in Tarim's stomach was basically without suspense.
Aggramar returned to the ground an hour and a half later than Aiden, and the place where he appeared was very far from Vientiane Mountain—a full ten thousand kilometers away!
It was a deserted island in the Southern Sea of Sireth, which could be considered one of the farthest places from Vientiane Mountain.
Tarim, who sent him out, was obviously doing it on purpose. After all, it was an Old God, and being able to send the other party out was already a great act of generosity, so how could it not create a little trouble for the other party?
Moreover, a distance of ten thousand miles was troublesome for ordinary people, and with crossing the sea, it might take several months to reach the destination, but for Titans, especially Pantheon Titans like Aggramar, it was only a few hours' journey.
However, these few hours were crucial—Tarim didn't lie, just in the time it took to send Aggramar out, Void Lord Dimensius had summoned two more mature Old Gods.
Dimensius had originally descended on the Pantheon's base, fighting fiercely with the Titans' army at Vientiane Mountain. Because of its ability to merge into the Twisting Nether at any time, even if twenty or more Titans surrounded it, they could do nothing about it.
As everyone knows, twilight dragons have the ability to transform reality and nothingness, which can be used to avoid most types of attacks. But as long as they are dealt with properly, they will still be locked by special artifacts or abilities.
For example, Drakonid and Chromatus, even if they had such abilities, they still died in the end.
And Dimensius's ability is much stronger than that of twilight dragons. The focus is on "nothingness" and "Twisting Nether."
Nothingness can be roughly understood as a special, hard-to-reach plane or space. And some special artifacts and powers can tear the entire space. When the space is torn, nothingness will naturally be torn.
The Twisting Nether is completely different—it is a plane completely opposite to the real world. All attacks in the real world cannot extend to the Twisting Nether, and the two basic laws of time and space cannot be defined in the Twisting Nether.
So the ability that Dimensius possesses is the most troublesome.