Hate, he remembered his Inquisitor servants calling him by that name.
The reason is that he takes this human emotion as food, but whether it is human anger, sadness, or despair... all of them can be used as his nourishment, making him stronger.
So hatred has always focused on provoking hatred between humans and humans, which is also a very simple thing in his view.
There are many human wars in the past with his shadow behind.
To this day he has personally participated in the war.
A group of legions from nowhere surrounded several of its clones, it underestimated the strength of this coalition... The parts separated from his body were gradually wiped out.
On the high tower in the center of the seventh floor, the dark elf elders who chose to follow the outside world watched the army of Alliance and Horde players gathered below.
Just standing beside them, the messenger could smell the smell called...panic emanating from these dark elves.
"Messenger, why not close the door to the core of the Holy Tree!"
The dark elf elder questioned hatred. After the world tree of the dark elves was corroded by the gray fog, the space of consciousness belonged to hatred.
The energy that the World Tree needs to draw has gradually turned into the negative emotions of the creatures.
He should have god-like power in this space of consciousness.
"If I replace my host, I will drown all these guys in the magma, and it's not enough now..."
Hatred is just a consciousness that resides in the body of Lloyd, the god of order. For so many years, Lloyd's power has been eaten away by him.
As long as there is a full-scale riot in the country near the sea in reality, the negative emotions he collected can help him completely wipe out Lloydl.
"Don't be impatient, their existence is very special, but after all, they are just bugs in the field... They can't even step through the gate of this tower!"
Looking at the adventurers below with hatred, they rushed into the tower in the center of the magma field. He opened his arms, and his five fingers were like the branches of a tree.
A large amount of gray fog overflowed from his body, and this huge force made the dark elf elders have to take a few steps back.
The entire consciousness space formed by the gray fog began to vibrate slowly, and the adventurers who besieged the twisted monsters all over the seventh floor noticed that something was wrong.
The ground began to shatter, and twisted monsters broke through the ground and the rock walls above and appeared on the battlefield.
The adventurers did not expect that when they were fighting the boss, a new boss would be refreshed beside them. The problem is that there is not only one boss, but five or six monsters appear together in each raid area!
At this moment, the battlefield fell into chaos. The original situation of more than 50 adventurers besieging one boss... instantly transformed into more than six bosses besieging a group of adventurers.
The dark elf elders looked at the adventurers who were defeated by the hated clones in shock, and the originally one-sided battle was instantly reversed.
Just standing here, they could hear the "wails" of the adventurers intertwined with the angry roar of the monsters, followed by a complete rout.
"This is the true power of the messenger." A dark elf elder muttered to himself.
"They overestimate their abilities..."
As soon as the other dark elf said these words, he found that his perspective fell to the ground, watching his headless body stand there and disappear into mist.
The last scene this dark elf saw was when a thief with a dagger in his hand severed the neck of another dark elf elder.
"Who!"
The dark elves gathered around Hatred reacted instantly, turning their heads to look at the entrance of this room.
"How did you discover these secret passages, Foya... Huh? This is the final boss?"
A well-built tauren appeared at the entrance, and a team of fully-armed warriors and mages appeared behind the tauren.
The moment the tauren saw the group of dark elves, there was no nonsense at all, the thunder flashed in his hand, and the arc formed by the thunder in the next second suddenly flowed towards one of the dark elves.
These dark elves reacted, but it was useless... They couldn't use the magic in reality in the consciousness space at all.
The electric arc ran wildly on the body of the dark elves, and the next moment, they were directly roasted into coke and fell to the ground.
"These are the real dark elves... Are they people of a thousand faces in reality?"
A dialogue emerges behind the tauren, this dialogue comes from Sheer's character.
Sheier also has a certain friendship with the dark elf Qianmian in reality. When chatting, Qianmian also instructed Sheier, "Just kill the dark elf when you meet the dark elf on the rift battlefield."
"It seems so, they have their own consciousness." The tauren controlled by Ciri came to the side of one of the dark elves who fell on the ground. After kicking the other party's reaction with a bull's hoof, Ciri was sure that this person was the one. Real people are not models.
"Don't worry about it! Start the fight! The first kill of the final BOSS in this event must be won."
Ciri controlled the tauren to insert a lot of totems on the ground, and Fuya's army had already joined the battlefield and began to fight with the figure entangled in the gray fog.
"Speaking of which, have you seen Al?"
When Caroline controlled her mage character to release magic, she found that there was one person missing from the team.
"Didn't she follow us before?" Sheil looked around the battlefield and found that he didn't see Al's elf character wearing a rainbow unicorn head.
It may be that their chatter and laughter provoked hatred, the gray fog spread again in this room, hatred directly pushed Foya's stalker away with his own fingers.
The dark elves who had fallen to the ground unable to move, began to twist their limbs under the erosion of the gray fog. When they stood up again, sticky tentacles had already extended from their bodies.
The body of hatred is obviously not something that the Fuya Adventure Group, a team of less than 30 people, can conquer. The tentacles extending from the dozens of twisted dark elves are as hard as spears... They penetrate directly through the digital wizards behind. body of.
The mages in the back row declared their death and fell, and at this moment, one of the hated arms was also cut off by the stalker who flashed by.
The black arm flew into the sky, and a soldier took advantage of this moment to use the charge, stabbing the long sword in his hand into the body of hatred.
The arm that was cut off by hatred quickly grew out, and the warrior who was supported in the front row was directly pushed to the ground by the sharp claws of hatred.
The Fuya Adventure Group collapsed in less than ten minutes.
"It's over." After the hatred crushed the warriors under his claws to pieces, he slowly came to the only remaining tauren. "You can't defeat me."
The tauren did not retreat, but just stopped the casting action in his hand.
"Die in powerlessness and despair." The moment he raised his hand and was about to wave it down, the tauren suddenly spoke.
"What you're saying is a bit of a middle schooler, but wait... Can I ask a question before you kill it?" The tauren's voice suddenly changed, from Ciri's to Joshua's, "Like just now How many times can you refresh the monsters?"
Hate ignored the tauren's question, and his fingertips directly penetrated the tauren's body, causing the tauren's body to gradually dissipate into brilliance.
"And is it my illusion that your body seems to be a little smaller than before?"
The tauren left the last sentence before he died, which made the hated and angry flick of his hand, directly smashing the tauren's body.