"Execute command — compress model tenfold."
"Gaining energy injection… Command executing…"
This was the feedback Aiden received from the Eye of Sargeras, sounding like mechanical computer instructions.
This command, when reflected in reality, unleashed unimaginable power!
Inside the Eye of Sargeras, the model of Yogg-Saron's heart, constructed from simple lines, was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the real Yogg-Saron's heart outside was doing the same.
Yogg-Saron only felt the giant net covering its heart constricting violently. An irresistible force tightened through those lines that could neither be seen with the naked eye nor perceived by mental power. For the first few seconds, it could barely withstand it, but the pain intensified. In just a few breaths, Yogg-Saron felt like its heart was about to explode!
"Ahhh… Pain! Pain! Stop it, stop it!" Yogg-Saron roared and howled, but it couldn't stop it at all.
When Yogg-Saron's heart had shrunk to half its original size, Aiden was finally able to fully sense the size of this heart—without a doubt, even at this moment, this heart of Yogg-Saron was still larger than the entire Ulduar.
Because the command received by the Eye of Sargeras was "compress", the heart model was not destroyed.
But Yogg-Saron was still very uncomfortable.
The heart was both the place where it stored its essence and the most important organ for pumping blood. The blood in its heart was forcibly squeezed out, so that the blood vessels throughout its body seemed about to explode. Previously, when it forcibly broke through the Titan prison's seal and extended its tentacles to attack the heroes on the ground, many tentacles were injured. However, its healing ability was very strong. After the tentacles were retracted, they quickly stopped bleeding.
But when the heart was strongly compressed, those originally healed wounds could no longer withstand the suddenly soaring blood pressure, and suddenly all burst open!
Its black blood erupted from the re-ruptured blood vessels, almost like a geyser!
Some of this black blood seeped into the ground, but more of it gushed out through the pits created by its tentacles.
At this time, the heroes on the ground had just experienced the second dream. With the help of Maiev Shadowsong, they once again easily found Yogg-Saron's brain that supported the dream. This time they were well prepared and finally completely defeated it.
After losing this projection that supported the dream, the double illusion carefully created by Yogg-Saron collapsed. No more double images appeared before people's eyes.
They were bounced back to the ground by the shattered dream, and were preparing to deal with Yogg-Saron's minions and the controlled heroes. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sound of rivers rushing suddenly rang out from the hundreds of pits on the ground.
People thought that Yogg-Saron was playing some trick again, so they gathered together warily.
Soon after, the trick surfaced—Yogg-Saron's black blood spread out from the pits it created, and the hundreds of pits suddenly became "fountains".
The black blood formed a huge lake in Yogg-Saron's lair, and people had to retreat to the steps on the edge of the lair to avoid being contaminated by Yogg-Saron's blood.
"What, what's going on?"
"It's Yogg-Saron's black blood, beware of the Faceless Ones and Yogg-Saron's spells!"
Before, when Yogg-Saron's black blood came out, it was always accompanied by a large number of Faceless Ones and various evil and dark spells, but before it was just a small pool of black blood.
The scene they saw in front of them simply refreshed their understanding—is this really Yogg-Saron's blood?
Or is it just a magical medium that it draws up from the ground?
People could perceive the demonic power contained in this black blood. Obviously, this was not underground sewage, but it was indeed Yogg-Saron's blood, just like the pools of things on the ground before.
But no one could believe that Yogg-Saron would have so much blood on his body. Even if it did, no one believed that it would be willing to waste it like this.
Everyone's heart sank. You must know that according to the scale of the previous black blood, the surging black blood now could at least create an army of hundreds of thousands of Faceless Ones.
The coalition's ordinary troops did not enter the Halls of Madness at all. Now there were only more than twenty sober heroes. Not to mention hundreds of thousands of Faceless Ones, even if there were only a fraction of them, they could not contend with them.
This guess immediately made people feel extremely desperate.
"Could it be that we have worked so hard for so long, but it is completely useless?"
"If Yogg-Saron had used such a powerful spell earlier, we would have lost long ago!"
The heroes couldn't help but think wildly in despair.
But the strange thing was that they only heard Yogg-Saron's roar and the earthquake it created when it struggled. The black blood was still just black blood, and the hundreds of bottomless "wells" also quickly stopped gushing. Yogg-Saron's lair became a sea of black blood, but no army of hundreds of thousands of Faceless Ones crawled out of it, nor were there any strange dark spells.
The enemies they had fought against before were still the same ones, and there was no increase. It could even be said that it had decreased—because during this period they had to deal with the controlled heroes, as well as the endless stream of Faceless Ones that drilled out of the ground, but now it seemed that the Faceless Ones were no longer increasing.
At this time, even the most stupid people realized that something must have happened to Yogg-Saron.
This Old God has bled so much, it is impossible that it wants to drown them with black blood, right?
After excluding this absurd reasoning, the only correct explanation immediately appeared in front of them—someone must have severely injured Yogg-Saron, causing it to spew out so much black blood.
And besides the people present, who else could do it besides Aiden?
Aiden was fighting alone, and all they could do was not hold him back!
At this time, the spells that the Kirin Tor Archmages had been preparing for a long time were finally completed.
"Get out of the way, our spell is complete!"
Archmage Antonidas shouted while guiding the abundant magical energy. He transformed the arcane energy gathered by everyone into an ice-blue energy ball. Seeing that everyone else had made way for a path, he immediately launched the energy ball, controlling it to fly towards the dim magical barrier in the center of the lair!
This spell had gone through many hardships. The first time it was close to completion, it was interrupted by Yogg-Saron's clone deceiving them; then, after exposing the trick, they re-prepared the spell. Fortunately, they did not participate in the siege of Yogg-Saron, otherwise, once more than one-third of these Archmages were controlled, this spell would have been aborted!
Anyway, they still completed it!
"Bang!"
The icy blue arcane energy looked ordinary, but when it struck the magical barrier that was immune to all attacks, it unleashed unimaginable power.
After the magical barrier soaked in black blood was hit, the entire cave began to shake violently again.
Yogg-Saron's magical barrier erupted with a black-purple light when attacked, trying to stop the spell from destroying the structure, but it didn't succeed.
When the pure arcane energy completely erupted, the magical barrier instantly shattered into pieces and quickly dissipated into nothingness.
If Yogg-Saron had the mind to pay attention here, the magical barrier might have been able to hold on a little longer, but it was now almost unable to protect itself, so how could it care about this place?
With the magical barrier broken, the huge pit in the center was immediately revealed.
The overflowing black blood found an exit and immediately surged towards the pit.
Yogg-Saron's avatar, floating above the giant pit, stood on the vortex formed by the rushing blood and roared, "Pay homage to the true face of death! You have angered me, so your end is near!"
Just as its voice fell, a huge head suddenly emerged from the vortex, opening its giant mouth filled with sharp teeth and swallowing Yogg-Saron's avatar whole.
But this was not a good omen, because this was Yogg-Saron's main body emerging from the ground.
It had a similar appearance to the previous Yogg-Saron avatar—its oval head, covered in fleshy growths, was covered with mouths of all sizes, opening and closing unconsciously, as if chewing food. Below was a giant mouth large enough to swallow a dozen dragons at once. The crisscrossing teeth were terrifying to look at, and one could imagine that if bitten by it, no one would survive.
In this dark and deep underground, after fighting for so long, the "Thousand-Mouth Demon" Yogg-Saron finally revealed its true face.
But this was only a small part of its body, perhaps only one percent, or even one-thousandth.
The black blood flowed from Yogg-Saron's giant mouth and was swallowed into its stomach. This was its own blood, as if Yogg-Saron believed that this was how it could replenish its lost blood.
It knew that its time was running out. Since it had decided to fight to the death, it had to give these mortals a profound and unforgettable lesson!
"Do not be afraid, heroes! Leave the controlled heroes and Yogg-Saron's minions to us!" Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza said loudly. "This is the final battle! Do not disappoint Lord Aiden, who is still fighting inside Yogg-Saron!"
The four Dragon Aspects each used their abilities to stop all the controlled heroes.
Nozdormu's time magic always created the best opportunities for the other Dragon Aspects to besiege those who were controlled. Malygos's spells froze dozens of people into ice blocks, and countless vines bound others so tightly that they could not move at all, while Alexstrasza's life force ensured that they would not die as a result.
Trying not to harm the lives of these controlled heroes was not an easy task, and only when the Life-Binder and the Timeless One joined forces could they guarantee the safety of these "enemies."
When deploying the tactics, Aiden divided the battle into three stages. The first stage was before the illusion was generated, facing Yogg-Saron's tentacles and minions. The second stage was attacking Yogg-Saron's brain in the illusion. The third stage was facing Yogg-Saron's main body directly.
Now, after many difficulties, even with most of the heroes being controlled, they had still reached the final stage, facing the Old God himself!
Originally, they had only come with the idea of sealing Yogg-Saron, but now they had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—a chance to completely kill this god of death, just like killing C'Thun!
But to achieve such unexpectedly great results, they would also have to pay a price far exceeding the danger of sealing it.
"Do not disappoint Lord Aiden!" These words immediately made everyone's blood boil. Compared to this hero trapped in Yogg-Saron's belly, what was their dangerous situation?
"We do not accept your intimidation, Yogg-Saron!" Prince Liam stepped forward, his feet on the muddy ground soaked in black blood, the Guardian of Order sword in his hand radiating a dazzling light. "This is the final battle, either you die, or I die!"
"I am the god who controls death! Mortals, your life and death are all in my control!" Yogg-Saron's hundreds of mouths, large and small, all spoke the same voice. "You cannot defeat me, because you cannot defeat death!"
Uther stood up and shouted: "Heroes, as long as we defeat Yogg-Saron, we can seal it again! Let this god of death see our power!"
Thrall raised the Doomhammer and shouted: "Come on, heroes, let us launch an attack on Yogg-Saron!"
The orc warchief's heroic ambition inspired all the heroes, and for a time, people's blood boiled.
Storm King Thorim shouted: "Galganneth, lend me your strength! Grant the mortals who come to help me the power of thunder!"
The Creator King Mimiron shouted: "Combat power enhanced! Look at this amazing improvement!"
Life Queen Freya shouted: "Eonar, your servants beg for your blessing!"
Winter King Hodir shouted: "The veil of winter will protect you, warriors!"
The four Titan Keepers unleashed their most powerful blessings, and in an instant, the heroes felt their strength almost doubled! They felt their whole bodies filled with power, and their souls were throbbing.
"Now I can smash a mountain!" Bronn shouted excitedly.
"In the name of Azeroth!"
"In the name of the Alliance!"
"Charge, charge towards the Old God!"
"Lok'tar ogar!"
More than twenty heroes launched a charge together. They were indomitable. Although few in number, they exuded a shocking aura, like thousands of troops charging!
Courage and faith inspired everyone.
This was the most intense resistance of beings unwilling to be ruled by the evil Old Gods. When the real threat came, mortals dared to attack the gods!
The threat of death and the terror of the evil gods could not stop them, but would only make them more determined. And when the battle on the ground became fierce, Aiden also reached a critical moment.