Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 1720 88. Oh, Oudou Mulberry from my fish lips.

   "Boom"

   The bottom of the soul cage seemed to be hit hard, causing the entire building to vibrate.

   The impact was like an explosion, and Blake, who was enjoying the Titan Souls battle with his pipe in his mouth, was stunned for a moment.

He looked down at the cracks that were constantly extending from the ground beside his feet, and then crouched down and touched the edge of the cracks to feel the constant low-pitched roars of the ground, as if a crazy guy had activated the "quake generator" deep in the throne of Antorus. "Same.

  The vibration is still intensifying.

   If it continues to operate at this frequency, the entire throne will collapse completely within ten minutes.

   "Damn Mimiron, let you stop Kingaroth, not let you dance with it. One of these engineering masters is not very normal!"

   Black cursed viciously, then raised his head to look at the battlefield in front of him.

   Guardians and mortal warriors, empowered by the power of Sargeras, have quelled the mad and feeble Titan Soul.

With the help of Gorgonas the Howler awakened by the Tidestone, they suppressed the flames of Khaz'goros the Forge, and with the help of Lord Ionar's flames extending from the dome of the shattered palace The roots of the tree of life, carry the titan soul of the world-forger away from this filth.

   Aman'Thul and Norgannon are still fighting.

   But compared to the madness of the previous war, the cosmic souls of the two Titans seem to have recovered some sanity under Eonar's affectionate call.

   They are using their own methods to purify the corruption that Sargeras's most adept at corruption, the Destruction Witch Elders poured into their souls, so they no longer attack the warriors, but focus more on defense.

  The swarms of interwoven corrosive energy were expelled from the spirit body of the Titan Soul in the slashing swords of the Guardians and Warriors, and the speed of this progress was gratifying.

   But not fast enough.

  Black calculated that, at the current speed, it would take at least ten minutes to take the four Titan Souls away from Antorus.

   He doesn't have much time to waste here.

   "Ryden."

  The figure of the pirate disappeared with a whistle, and when it reappeared, it was already standing behind the shoulder of the great guardian Rai, who was constantly rubbing divine lightning arrows to attack his creator.

   He whispered to Lai:

   "You guys continue here, I'm going to the depths of the throne to complete my mission, but I guess Aggramar will be back soon, I know it's difficult, but you need to block him!

   Until I complete the 'purification' of the Heart of the World of Argus. "

   "Purge? Purify a filthy world with Void?"

  Lai's movement of rubbing the lightning arrow stopped, and he said in a low tone:

   "Black, you don't have to hide, we have been dealing with the ancient gods for millions of years, and we know very well what kind of disaster it represents when an ancient **** is born in a world with star souls.

   Now please don't hide it, tell me honestly, are you going to devour this doomsday world of disaster? "

   "Uh, well, since you are so open and honest, then I also know that people don't speak secretly. Although I am afraid that you will be beaten up for telling the truth, but it's time, everyone doesn't need to hide their true dark side anymore."

  The pirate rubbed his chin, exhaled a smoke ring, and said to Ryden:

   "Argus the Undead is the third member of Sargeras' Dark Pantheon. We have all seen Aggramar's power with our own eyes, and that was when the Guardian Titan was defeated and forcibly transformed into a weak state.

   But Argus was a Titan born from the cradle of the world polluted by the Fel Force, and Sargeras generously gave him "too much medicine" before he was born.

   That is the 'original sin' of the dead.

  I really want to devour him before he is born, but I would call this act 'purification' or 'redemption', I would rather give him to the void than to have him in the company of Lord Sargeras.

   Of course, but my success or failure means trouble.

  The former means that we may face an invasion of the material world by a Void Titan reborn from the Lightless Sea in a few epochs.

   But the latter is worse.

  If we don't care, Argus the Undead might pop out and give us a 'surprise' in a very short time.

  I am the Old God.

  My perception of the star soul must be keen for all of you, and I can tell you responsibly that the annihilated one is about to wake up, perhaps in a few days, or in a few minutes.

   It is up to us and His luck.

   This is the less stinky way to choose between two lumps, please forgive me for being vulgar, but I just chose the most appropriate metaphor. "

  Blake let out a low and weird laugh, and he said to Leiden seriously:

"Well, I leave this choice to you, my dear Great Guardian, and tell me what I should do. If you will not allow me to intervene in the last moments of the Undead's birth, then I will take my head now Leaving Argus without going back.

  You can do whatever you can to save the Undead, but I have no interest in burying this troubled world and the fearless warriors who stay here.

  Look, I'm a very empathetic person most of the time.

  Tell me, what do you want me to do? "

The   crumb pirate exhaled a hot ring of smoke. He stood on Raiden's broad shoulders, staring wide-eyed at the Great Guardian's one eye, waiting for his instructions.

   This silenced Ryden.

   This is a tough choice, especially for the Guardians of the Titans who have fought against the Old Gods for countless years.

   "Why don't you ask your creators, dear Raiden, if you find it difficult to make a decision, why not ask a professional in the field of astral soul?"

  Black offered advice to the Great Guardian very "intimately".

   But Ryden shook his head.

   He looked at the dazed Titan Souls in front of him, and then looked back at Lord Eonar, the Mother of Life who was trying his best to wake up his Titan brothers.

The leader of the    Guardians quickly made a decision. He gritted his teeth and whispered:

   "The Creators are too weak to burden them any more, and if this is a mistake, I will bear the consequences! Go, Black, and prevent the birth of the fel titan Argus.

  If Aggramar comes back, we will buy you time even if we die here. "

   "Okay! It seems that after so many things, you have finally become a qualified commander, and your creators will be proud of this."

  The pirate gave a hypocritical praise, and when he waved the scepter of Sargeras and sent himself into the deepest part of the throne of Antorus, he did not forget to remind:

"Take away my mortal brethren when you take the titans, and if you are trapped by Aggramar and his demons, inform Jarod and the wicked name of this world to release my 'final' decisive weapon'.

   But remember to let the trolls, elves, and tauren get out early, I don't want to see them calling me an executioner and a destroyer after the war.

   My reputation is bad enough. "

After finishing speaking, the pirate figure disappeared into the soul cage of the Titans with a whistle. With the help of Sargeras' scepter, he accurately sent himself into the rift leading to the heart of the world connected with this demon throne. in the valley.

   The closer he got to the place surrounded by the fel magma, the more Black could feel the majesty that belonged to the Titan pressing down on him, making him almost unable to move an inch.

   "Okay okay, I'm not ready to say goodbye to my handsome human appearance, but it's time to give it a shot."

  The smelly pirate moved his shoulders in the burning field full of fel magma. He coughed a few times, looked left and right to confirm that there were no other bystanders, and released his abyss again.

   With the cracking of the leylines and the rolling magma, the hideous posture of the "King in Black" appeared in this rift valley near the birthplace of the world's star soul.

   Pirates move their huge bodies, spreading out the thoughts of truth that have been suppressed.

   Those invisible spiritual powers swept across the surrounding magma sea like a gust of wind, suppressing the scorching fel fire and cooling the magma quickly.

   He moved the tentacles surrounded by ten thousand snakes, smashed the barriers of the material world and the sea of ​​no light, and attracted the tide of the sea of ​​truth to wrap it around his abyss.

The **** of the abyss wearing a broken cloak approached the heart of the incomparably hot world under tremendous pressure during the activities of the Ten Thousand Snake Tentacles. "egg".

   Black's tentacles wrapped around the shell of the quivering World Heart.

   He felt the cosmic life that was about to be born in it. Under the dark and gloomy hood, seven throbbing ash-colored dots shone, and he whispered:

   "Here I am, Argus, the Undead, I spoke to you in Krokuun, when I promised you a future that ran contrary to fate.

   I gave you enough time to think.

I believe.

   You have reached your own conclusion.

  Come on, come on, the dead one.

   We have one last chance to change our destiny before you completely destroy everything. Um, do you want to talk? Well, don't worry, I'll give you enough time to leave a last word.

   But I don’t think it’s necessary to be so pessimistic.

   What you want to say to Sargeras, what you want to say to your Titan brothers, you can actually tell them yourself that fate has been so generous to you.

  No matter what kind of ups and downs you go through, you will always meet in the stars. "

—

   "Om"

   Far from the land of Mac'Aree, where the decisive battle in the Antoran wasteland has been turned into a pot of porridge, the ruins of the seat of the Triumvirate that once served as the center of civilization in the world of Argus.

  As the transmission beam shone, the great demon Kil'jaeden appeared expressionlessly in the ruins that it destroyed by its own hands.

  The throbbing fire wrapped around the deceiver's arms and body. With the flapping of its crimson demon bat wings, groups of scorching legion flames began to cling to the surrounding earth, igniting this place into a desperate battlefield.

   Seeing the appearance of the great demon, the mortal warriors who defeated the demons around the ruins shouted in unison, they raised their weapons but did not rush forward recklessly.

   Deceivers don't even bother with these stupid and pathetic mortals.

   It waved its claws, and several fel energy portals opened around the ruins, and large swathes of demons rushed out of them to fight against the mortals with high morale.

   From start to finish, Kil'jaeden's eyes were fixed on the man on the other side of the ruins.

   Velen!

  The prophet of the eredar civilization, the spiritual leader of the draenei exiles, the only miracle that can be born on the land of Argus, and the brother who haunts the deceiver.

  It stubbornly thinks this is a betrayal.

   Not only betrayed his own world, but also betrayed that pure and incomparable boy friendship.

   Velen also noticed Kil'jaeden's "slump" when he appeared today.

   In terms of the deceiver's position in the Burning Legion, even if it is transferred from the mountains to come here, it should not have only a lonely demon starship to **** it.

   And the demons it summons from the Twisting Void are also completely different from the elite army summoned in the Draenor world before. These wild demons surrender to the majesty of the big demon and are willing to dedicate their strength to the big demon.

   But their fighting power really pulled their hips, and they were almost chased and chopped by mortal warriors.

"you"

   Velen frowned tightly, leaning on the Toure Naru Dao sign in his hand, and scolded the deceiver who came towards him:

"What happened?"

   "I just did what you always wanted me to do, my stupid brother."

   Kil'jaeden laughed hoarsely, and the great demon moved his claws and said in a nonchalant tone:

   "I betrayed the Legion, as you wished.

   At this important moment, I stabbed the legion in the heart with my own hands. I, who should have been guarding the establishment and rise of the Dark Pantheon, threw the most treasured treasure of Sargeras to those so-called mortal rebels.

   The Dark Titan won't let me go.

   I was doomed to die miserably.

   But before I die, I think I should deal with the grievances that have been entangled between us for tens of thousands of years. Only in this way can I go on the road calmly. "

   "Why is this?"

   Velen was shocked by Kil'jaeden's answer.

   Even if he is a prophet, even after returning to the land of Argus, his ability to predict is no longer blocked by Blake's changed fate, but he has never seen this scene in the silhouette of the future.

   he asked:

   "You are for. For me?"

   "Hehe, don't take you so seriously, Velen! I'm no longer the coward who was willing to give up principles for your words."

   Kil'jaeden raised his claws with a sneer, and the power of shadows flowing around the Great Demon wrapped around him.

   The piercing voice of 110,000 souls wailing resounded in the ruins of the Triumvirate, causing all the mortals except Velen to cover their ears and retreat quickly.

   Clearly, the Deceiver did not want these mortals to interfere with his duel with Velen's brother.

   "I just saw through my sad fate, but I'm not a prophet, I can't see all this in advance, I just deduced Sargeras' ruthlessness with my own wisdom."

   The fraudster shook his head and said:

   "I saw a future in which I and the eredar demons and the entire Burning Legion would be ruthlessly abandoned, you know, the first members of the Burning Legion were all prisoners captured by the Dark Titans themselves.

   That will also be our final destination.

  After the Dark Titan and his fallen brethren complete the cleanup and reboot of the stars, those of us demons who have dedicated everything to his cause will also be back in their rightful place.

   Sargeras, even if he has fallen, still clings to his twisted sense of responsibility for the material stars, after he destroyed this fallen era with his own hands and restarted a perfect star he imagined

   Do you think He will allow the demons who only know destruction and destruction to continue at leisure?

Ha ha.

   I will be the first to be caged.

   Imprisoned in the darkest corners of the new universe, or put in handcuffs and shackles, under the command of the dark pantheon, at the end of the stars and the monsters gushing out of the lightless sea, have a life-and-death duel.

   Such a future.

Does    have any dignity at all?

   I gave my world to Him, and I gave all of my life to Him not for such a hopeless future. So, I betrayed.

   As if you betrayed me, you stabbed Sargeras in the heart with a vicious and precise stab!

  I don't want to see the great deeds he forged with the bones of us demons come true, hehe, who made me such a vicious and crazy bastard? "

   "I never betrayed you, Kil'jaeden."

   Velen whispered:

   "I'm sorry we ended up getting this far."

   "Stop being kind, it really makes me sick!"

   The deceiver charged at Velen with a roar, and it roared:

   "Let me kill you, Velen! Let me fulfill this humblest wish before I die, we can't be brothers anymore, let's die together."

   (end of this chapter)