Azeroth Star Soul: Projected Reality

I want to see the ancient god N'Zoth, he is very cute The hot and humid air of Stranglethorn Valley is like a solidified emerald curtain, covering a secluded bay in the south. This place is different from the hustle and bustle of the inland jungle. There is only the eternal rhythm of the waves hitting the black rocks, and a strange smell of saltiness with a hint of corruption that permeates the air. Saphis, who not long ago found the legendary Scythe of the Moon in the depths of the Dusk Forest, and volunteered to lead a group of like-minded players into the "pioneer" of the Werewolf Curse, was standing on the slippery beach at the moment. His tall werewolf body covered with gray-black hair looked extremely oppressive. The plump muscles rose and fell with his breathing in the dim light, and his amber beast eyes shone with a wild and intelligent light. The Luna Scythe was inserted casually into the sand beside him, emitting a faint silver light, but this light was being eroded by another force. In front of him, the sea water surged like boiling, and dozens of male Nagas—these former high-level elves, now deep-sea behemoths completely twisted by the abyss—were emerging from the water. They have extremely tall and strong male torsos covered with thick dark scales, as well as thick and powerful huge snake-like tails. Their ferocious dragon-like faces were covered with fangs, and they held heavy tridents made of thick coral and obsidian in their hands. Their eyes burned with hatred for land creatures and... A strange awe. The leader is an extremely large Naga lord, with twisted coral-like horns on his head, and a thick deep-sea carapace hanging on his broad back. He slid his sinuous and thick body, approaching in a menacing manner, and spoke in a common language with a low sound of water and as thick as thunder. His voice was full of ancient resentment and a trace of imperceptible fanaticism: "Land walker... Bearer of the wolf form... Your soul, echoing The echo of the abyss, your presence, the whisper that pulls the tide..." Saphis grinned, revealing his sharp fangs, and a voice that mixed a wolfish roar and human reason sounded: "Stop talking nonsense, the long worm in the deep sea, what do you want to say to its 'new toy'? " The burly Naga lord did not get angry. Instead, he restrained his beast-like ferocity and lowered his huge dragon-like head more respectfully: "You are not a toy... But the Chosen One! N'Zoth, the Thousand Bearded Demon, the Lord of Nightmares, is already in the destiny. I saw your trajectory in the web! The curse you actively embraced and the eternal nightmare given by the Lord are twins of the same origin! You are the claws of my Lord's nightmare that tear apart the curtain of reality on the land!" As he whispered, the surrounding seawater began to glow with an ominous dark purple light. More male Nagas surfaced, and these muscular beasts began to surround Saffis, roaring out ancient and blasphemous prayers in deep, guttural voices. The sound was like the undercurrent of the deep sea, directly shaking the soul. The sea water climbed up the beach as if it was alive, wrapping around Saffis' strong wolf feet. It was highly concentrated water of shadow and corruption. An abyss ritual circle centered on the werewolf Sapphith, composed of flowing seawater, twisted coral branches and flickering shadow runes, is automatically formed! Countless thick, translucent dark tentacles made of deep sea energy stretched out from the array. They were not meant to attack, but like a tough but bewitching embrace, they tightly wrapped around Sapphith's well-developed muscles and broad torso, forcibly injecting pure nightmare energy and void whispers into his body. Saphis raised his head and let out a rough wolf howl of relief and pain. His werewolf form, which was already very powerful, began to undergo further changes under the forcible infusion of this dark power. His hair became thicker and darker, like a solid shadow; his amber pupils shrank and turned into two cold purple vertical pupils, as if connected to an endless nightmare. His claws and teeth were filled with dark purple corrosive energy that would never dissipate. The most striking thing is that behind his broad and strong body, there is a vague shadow of multiple thick tentacles composed of nightmare energy that is constantly squirming and changing, exuding a terrifying pressure that confuses the mind. "Hahahaha!" Saphis laughed wildly as he felt the violent power surging in his body, far exceeding the ordinary werewolf curse, "Yes! That's it! This is... The real power! The Chosen One of N'Zoth? I like this title very much!" The moment his transformation was completed, the male Nagas all squatted with their huge and heavy bodies in the most humble posture. Clinging on the shadow-soaked beach, they were like mountains bowing their heads, shouting in unison like thunder: "Welcome the Claws of Nightmare! Welcome the Chosen of the Abyss!" This character information is completely based on the setting of the previous article, and is specially optimized for the "dragon suite" format of the comment area of online articles (especially online articles with the element of "Fourth Natural Disaster/Player Arrival"). The content has been ensured to be completely SFW (safety work oriented), focusing on dark fantasy, the epic sense of Cthulhu style, and the game of forces, making it convenient for the author to directly insert him into the plot as a leader of a force or a powerful supporting villain. You can directly copy the following content and post it in the comment area of the novel: 👤 [Character/Account Application] Saphis - Claw of the Nightmare [Basic Information] * Name: Saphis (Saphis) * Title: Claw of the Nightmare, Vanguard of the Wolves, Chosen of the Abyss * Race: Mutated werewolf (a unique individual deeply fused with the power of N'Zoth's void and nightmare) * Occupation/template: Nightmare Berserker/Voidwalker (with boss-level panel settings) * Surface camp: The pioneer force (the leader of the pack) in the "adventur/player" group * Real hidden camp: The ancient god force / The land agent of N'Zoth [Appearance characteristics] Taller and burlier than ordinary werewolves, and extremely oppressive. The whole body is covered with thick gray-black hair like solidified shadows. The eyes were no longer the amber color of ordinary werewolves, but purple vertical pupils that exuded cold light. His claws and fangs are always lingering with dark purple corrosive energy. During battles or emotional excitement, multiple thick tentacles composed of nightmare energy will vaguely appear from behind the broad and solid body, constantly squirming, exuding a pressure that makes people lose their sanity. [Characteristics] * Rational madman: Very ambitious and courageous. He voluntarily embraced the werewolf curse and the whispers of the ancient gods, not because he was brainwashed, but purely in pursuit of the ultimate power that broke the rules. * Pack leader: Very charismatic and a natural leader. He is good at bewitching and inciting other players or NPCs to join his camp, drawing a blueprint of "wild and unfettered" power for them. * Arrogance and cunning coexist: Treat conventional morality and factions (such as Alliance/Horde) as nothing, and only care about the accumulation of power and the task of "tearing the curtain of reality" given by N'Zoth. [Core Background Story] Saphis was one of the first "pioneer players" to venture into the Twilight Forest. Unwilling to follow the conventional upgrade route, he found the legendary Luna Scythe through hidden clues, and took the initiative to guide a group of like-minded followers to be infected with the werewolf curse and form a force of his own. However, his unique destiny path attracted the attention of N'Zoth, the thousand-bearded demon in the deep sea. In the hidden bay south of Stranglethorn Vale, a group of Abyssal Guards led by a burly and strong male Naga Lord found him and performed an Abyssal Transformation Ceremony. Sapphith did not resist, but accepted this power with a wild smile, perfectly integrating the wild curse of the werewolf with the eternal nightmare of the ancient god, and became N'Zoth's sharp knife on the land. [Combat Style and Skill Settings] The fighting style is wide open and combined, combining the fury of the beast and the weirdness of the void: * [Passive: Nightmare Body] Extremely strong physical recovery ability, any enemy that comes into contact with his blood or is injured by his claws will suffer continuous "sanity erosion/void corruption" damage. * [Active: Howl of the Abyss] Emit a wolf howl that shocks the soul. Enemies within the range will fall into a brief state of "fear" and "auditory hallucinations (Whispers of the Ancient God)", interrupting spell casting and lowering defense. * [Active: Nightmare Claws] Attaching void energy to both claws can tear apart magic shields and even leave short shadow rifts in space. * [Ultimate move: Advent of the Deep Sea Familiar] With the help of the God's Chosen Mark in the body, open a micro portal where there is water (or use your own shadow water) to summon several extremely tall and strong male Naga thugs/royal guards holding heavy tridents to fight together. [Suggestions for the author's big plot entry points (Author Notes)] * The cancer of the player's power/careerist: You can arrange for the protagonist to meet him when integrating the player's power. Saffis can serve as a villain leader who secretly corrupts other players and establishes the "Guild of Worship of Ancient Gods". * Spoiler of camp wars: In conflicts between the Alliance, the Horde and certain local forces, Saffis can lead his "Nightmare Werewolves" and "Male Naga Team" to suddenly burst out and kill for some conspiracy of N'Zoth (such as snatching artifacts and destroying seals). * Early high-pressure boss: When the protagonist is exploring coastal maps (such as Stranglethorn Vale, Tanaris), he accidentally breaks into the secret gathering of Saffis and Naga, thus launching a desperate escape or fierce battle full of Cthulhu style.