Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1579 212. Hablonto, let me bring you a sentence

   "Furfur is an extremely critical situation."

On the highest dome of Ulduar, Brian Bronzebeard looked at the Titan information launch pad in operation in front of him, and the reply code Alpha put on the launch pad by him. When the signal to restart the protocol was terminated, the old dwarf sat on the ground.

   It was only then that he realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

   But then, a sense of happiness flooded the old dwarf's heart. He took out the dwarf's pipe from his bosom, lit it tremblingly, and used tobacco to relieve his inner tension.

He looked at the distant world from the highest point in the world, because Ulduar was recaptured by the guardians, and after dispelling the long-term gloomy atmosphere of the place, let the sun also shine on the land of creation in the mountains from a high altitude, giving the magnificent The Ulduar is covered with a golden light, making it look like a legendary object.

The    sunlight gave the old dwarf an excellent vision, allowing him to even see Crystalsong Forest beneath the Storm Peaks and Icecrown in the distance.

Brian took a deep breath of smoke. He recalled his excitement when he saw the magnificence of this world for the first time. At this time, his state of mind was different from the past because he had just experienced the disaster that the world was almost destroyed. different.

   Especially Brian's awkward position at this time.

   After all, it was he who caused this crisis and ended it with his own hands, like a wonderful circle of fate, which is a great cause for any explorer to write in his autobiography.

   But to be honest, such an exciting old dwarf really doesn't want to try it again.

   "Maybe I should retire?"

   A thought rose in Brian's mind.

   This was the first time he had a premonition that his exploration career might be coming to an end. He knew his faults, and his unquenchable curiosity had caused him a lot of trouble.

  This experience of almost destroying the world is enough to sound the alarm for him, and in terms of the lifespan of a dwarf, Brian has entered the end of his life, and he only has more than 150 years left to live.

   He did feel that he was a little tossed.

   "Moira's child will be born, the Bronzebeard family will usher in the next generation, I failed to be a good brother and a good prince, maybe I can be a good grandpa?"

  The old dwarf sat on the cold top of Ulduar, breathing out a ring of smoke and thinking:

   "Maybe I can sort out my expedition stories, get a good writer to help me polish them, and tell them to my grandson by the burning fireplace.

   Well, that should be the best ending that an old dwarf who likes adventure and travels the world several times can get.

   Well, it's decided! "

  Bryan let out a long breath. He patted the monkey pet Grieb next to him on the head and said:

   "After completing the expedition to Argus with Lao Zhou, I will officially retire! This will be the last expedition in my life, and I must be fully prepared."

   And while Brian finally decided to give himself and this troubled world a chance, in the observatory, the conversation between the guardian, the ancient **** and the star saint has just begun.

  As the leader of the Guardians of Azeroth, Ra-den informed Algalon that the Pantheon had been destroyed and that the Titan Soul had been imprisoned in the world of Felheart Argus.

   Obviously, the Guardians intend to seek the help of the Star Saint.

   In the face of this bad news, although Algalon was surprised, his performance was much better than the other Guardians who collapsed when they heard the news.

  Although only the body shaped by starlight could not see the expression on his face, the pirates could feel the complex inner activities of Algalon at this time.

   He seemed to have guessed all this long ago.

   After more than ten seconds of silence, the Saint of the Stars shook his head and said in a low voice:

   "Actually, this news has been circulated in the small circle of Xingsheng a long time ago.

   The bravest, most powerful, and most curious of us, the bravest, most powerful, and most inquisitive compatriot, Ragron, once brought us back the truth of the disappearance of the Pantheon, but most of the Star Saints, like me, thought it was just a nonsense rumor.

Although the    Star Saints were not directly shaped by the Titans, we were the first to follow the Pantheon to observe the world, and we are very closely related to the Titans.

   We can sense that the gods of the stars are still alive, though weak, they are still alive.

  So we continued to perform our duties as one day for thousands of years, coupled with the raging of the Burning Legion in the stars, the originally united Star Saints were scattered throughout the stars, and we have not communicated for a long time.

  As time goes on, the original nonsense rumors seem to be more and more confirmed, because if the Pantheon still exists, the titans who shape the order to protect the order will certainly not allow the Burning Legion to act so recklessly."

   Algalon shook his head.

   He leaned weakly in front of the observatory's console, he was silent for a moment, and said:

   "Then what are you going to do?

   You just said that you already know that the Titan Soul is imprisoned by the Dark Titan in the Fel Heart of Argus. Are you ready to venture into that demon's stronghold in the material world?

   With all due respect, you are dying.

  I have seen that terrifying burning world from afar, and I can tell you responsibly that entering there with your current strength will not even make any waves in Argus. "

   "We are not alone."

  The King of War Shen Sheng said:

   "We have our allies, the guardian dragons, the titans, and the warriors born of mortals, and the noble exiles from Argus, and we have warriors from another world with us.

   we and you

Lord Algalon, I ask for the help of the Star Saints. Sargeras is corrupting the Titan Soul to form his dark pantheon. Lord Aggramar is the first victim. It is said that there are also Star Souls in the world of Argus. Fallen.

  We must bring the other titans back to the land of order Azeroth before they fall into darkness, and only their return can help us defeat the demons in this world. "

"I"

   Facing Odin's request, Algalon hesitated.

   It's not that he is unwilling to help, the star saints are all creatures of the order camp, and he himself said that they are very closely related to the Titans.

   He was not afraid of demons, he was worried about another thing.

   Star saints are a group of absolutely rational obsessive-compulsive disorder. They do not make decisions based on personal feelings. They will evaluate the situation and make the most accurate decision.

His star-shrouded eyes looked at the Guardians and the mortal warriors around them in titan armor, Muradin with the warhammer and Daelin with the Shield of Aggramar raised their heads proudly, accepting the Star Saint s review.

   In the battle just now, the two of them cooperated with Dai Lin to withstand the attack, and then Muradin jumped up with the divine hammer and gave Star Saint's knee a hard blow.

   The fierce fighting posture and the faint pain in his knees just now proved to the Star Saint that these flesh-and-blood mortals are not as weak as mortals from other worlds.

   They unite and even have a powerful fighting power comparable to the Titan Guardians.

  Therefore, after a few seconds, Algalon withdrew his gaze and said to Odin:

   "Have you considered that you are the last force in this world to defend it, and once your expedition fails, Azeroth will lose all hope of self-preservation.

  Without you, this world would be as fragile as a baby in front of the Burning Legion. "

   "No, your judgment is very one-sided."

   Black, who was sitting on the console with a pipe in his mouth, suddenly said:

   "Even if the mighty me and this group of people who are desperate for death die in Argus, Azeroth will still have the power to protect itself, don't you feel it? Lord Star Saint.

  The power of death, introduced into this world by me, has flourished in Azeroth, and as the demons land on this land, the power of death increases by one point for each person they kill.

  If they want to completely occupy the world, they must first fight with indifferent death.

   And even if the death faction fails, isn't there a final way to restart the world? "

  The pirate grinned, revealing a wild smile.

   He patted the console where his **** came down and said:

   "After you leave, we will hand over the protocol control of the Forge of Origination to the king of the dead for protection.

  If things do come to the point of no choice, then this failed epoch will disappear into the stars along with hundreds of millions of demons and their leaders.

  A new, pure world will be reshaped, and the Burning Legion, which is severely damaged, will face the rising void, and they will not have time to trouble Azeroth again in a short time.

  In the end, maybe everything will be destroyed, but under our control, the end of this destruction will be delayed for thousands of years”

   "No, demons are never a problem."

   Xingsheng shook his head and emphasized:

   "The real problem is that even if Sargeras does not have his demonic servants, the Dark Titan alone is enough to destroy it all."

   "If I say that Sargeras is not a problem, do you think I'm crazy?"

  The pirate grinned and whispered.

   Before Algalon could answer, he raised his hand and gestured to the guardians, saying:

   "I need to have a private talk with Lord Algalon about the last words that one of his compatriots asked me to convey, so can you give us some time?"

  Lyden and Odin looked at each other, the two leaders of the Guardians silently pushed their brothers outside the observatory, Dai Lin glanced at the stinky pirate, and left with her good brother Muradin.

As the door of the observatory slowly closed, the pirate coughed and took out the ticket book of the Nagfar, which had not been used for a long time, and handed this inconspicuous thing to Olga Long.

  Xingsheng took the blood-stained creation in surprise. He carefully distinguished the faint aura in it. After a few seconds, he said:

   "This belongs to Hablon? But didn't my long-lost compatriot not long ago"

   "He died, twice, no, three times."

  Blake blew out a smoke ring and told Algaron the story of Hablon and Hela exactly. He concluded in a low voice:

   "When Habloon learned of the destruction of the Pantheon, his will to serve the stars collapsed.

   That was his first death.

   His faith in order collapsed when he accepted the bewitchment of Helya and the Maw's outcasts, determined to wash the world with the power of death against the fel invasion of the Burning Legion.

   That was his second death.

   In the open waters of Zandalar, his heart and his cursed life were lost as he was pierced by me through the astral core and finally realized that all he had done in the past was dedicating his pathetic strength to a mob of evil plots.

   That was his last death.

   Before he died, he asked me to summon you here, Algalon.

   He told me that you are the bravest and wisest of all the sages. He wanted me to tell you about his sins, and he wanted me to tell you not to repeat his mistakes.

   He told me to ask you not to give up, even if all the truth is telling you to give up, but you can't give up!

To be honest, I will execute the plan of expedition to Argus with or without you. In my opinion, there is always a 50% chance of success, but if you don't do it in the first place, you will get 100%. fail.

  No one will force you, Saint Star.

   But I think you should give it a try, in case it works?

  You are not the same as Odin Ryden, who is desperate and desperate.

  You are a peculiar sage, the six forces welcome and wish you to serve them, and you have a choice in any situation. "

"My reason is telling me not to listen to your bewitching, it says that you must be a very deceiving person, and worst of all, you are using hope to fabricate lies, so that people who are blinded by darkness will not say any doubt."

   Algaron held the blood-stained ticket book in his hand, and he whispered:

   "Like all my compatriots, I have seen countless worlds engulfed by the flames of the Creator, and the people of those worlds perished forever before they could utter a single cry.

  Those planets are just a flick of a finger from birth to destruction, and I am their 'executioner'.

   After the chaotic era of demons ravaging the stars, the destruction of the stars has become the norm, and I feel that I live in an era of coexistence of rebirth and destruction.

   But from the beginning to the end, I was never moved by it

  I, have no, feel. "

"stop!"

  Black made a gesture of reaching out to interrupt, he yawned and said:

   "Habron said this again before he died, you don't have to repeat to me that you star saints are a bunch of cold and emotionless observers.

   I just need your answer, go or not? "

   "That's what I'm going to say next, Blake Shaw, amazing mortal."

   Star Saint, who was beaten and bruised, let out a weak laugh. He looked at the starlight projected by the observatory in front of him and said:

   "Hundreds of billions of lives were destroyed. They either died from the perfect blueprint to escape from the Titans, or they chose to join the evil side because they were unable to resist the invasion of demons.

   I rarely see rebels.

  Whether it is against the Creator, or against the Destroyer who cannot win at all.

   But you are an exception, this world is an exception.

  I have rarely observed the activities of those mortals before the world was destroyed. I am curious, are those civilizations that have died out as strong as you?

   Do they all love life as much as you do, and can swing swords at the Creator and Destroyer for the sake of themselves and the world?

  You are not perfect.

   The era you are in is based on the destruction of the Age of Mythology and the shaping of the curse of flesh and blood. It can be said that the collapse of order and the blessing of the void jointly shaped you.

   But perhaps it is this imperfection that gives you the unbridled will to grow free from the blueprint of creation, and thus to have the ability and determination to change the inevitable destinies that seem inevitable.

  I know that many of the perfect beings that the Titans have created in the past have suffered various failures and yet you are still able to move on.

  Habloon's final remarks may have also wanted me to convey this point, perhaps, we can no longer be confident in our own cold and precise calculation results. "

   Having said this, Algaron raised his head, and under Blake's gaze, he took out a dazzling astral crystal and threw it into the black hole that bloomed in front of him.

He says:

   "I will call upon my compatriots to join you on this crusade of salvation as much as possible, but until I have made my decision, my sanity is still telling me that I have done something stupid.

  You say, miraculous mortal, how should I answer my rational persuasion and reprimand? "

   "Tell it to let it sleep for a while."

  Black jumped off the console, moved his shoulders, and said to Algaron:

   "It's not a good thing to be absolutely sensible at all times, it means that your life has always followed boring rules, which means that there are no highlights and highlights in your life that can be recalled.

  I don't envy fools.

   But once in a while, we also have to let our sensibility take over our spirits, and it’s okay to be a retrograde idiot in an age of star chaos, right? "

   (end of this chapter)