Azeroth’s Death Track

Keng

The scorching hot and icy long swords clashed, separated after a brief collision, and the power escaping from the blade caused some waves to appear in the silent sea of ​​death stars.

Tyrion, as tall as a giant, stepped back a few steps. His left hand holding the sword was cold, and the pale light swam around, knocking out the crimson flame burning on his arm. Before his eyes, the blazing darkness The titan Sargeras had a scar on his chest, blood overflowing from the wound like terrifying magma.

The titan seemed to be enjoying the fight, ignoring the little pain.

In a deep roar, Sargeras brandished his sharp blade, turned into a sun flame burning like a star, and slashed at Tyrion. Light and shadow like a black hole.

But Tyrion was not afraid, and he went forward with his sword in hand.

The sharp blades collided again, the blades blocked, dazzling sparks filled the sea of ​​stars, and the fists of the two also waved and imprinted on each other's bodies. Terrifying power erupted, and the extreme cold and scorching heat that melted everything spread across the battlefield in an instant. The aftermath of energy swept across like an invisible giant fist, causing several planets around Sargeras and Tyrion to shatter.

The world of death is the reflection of the stars in this world, and the world broken in the sea of ​​death stars will also be broken in this world. During the annihilation of those planets, in the storm of energy turbulence, the High Lord no longer defended, he chose to take the initiative to attack.

He took a few steps forward, and his spare right hand suddenly disappeared, turning into a chain of icy shadows, flying out from all angles of the void, restraining the scorching blade of destruction, Griber, on the spot. Blade, hit a standard Taeshalach sword technique forward.

As the blade whizzed and jumped, a pale lightning that tore through the darkness stabbed at the dark titan. The latter tried to block with his arm, but the sharp blade distorted the space and did not hurt his swaying arm at all, but directly pierced into the into his burning body.

The sharp blade shining with starlight and the breath of death pierced the burning body, and the power of cold death slapped on the dark titan's body surface. In the howling of the cold wind in the spiritual world, it seemed that it wanted to completely extinguish the burning world-destroying flames.

At the same time, among the stars in this world, a penetrating wound appeared on Sargeras' chest without warning, and the cold death frost continued to flow from the wound, continuously flowing on the surface of the dark titan, Like the blowing of chaos, in just an instant, one-third of Sargeras' body was frozen.

But in a blink of an eye, the flames burning like a star burned the frost covering the body, as if the flames in the flaming eyes of Sargeras who stood still stood there exploded, like the hottest solar storm blowing over here A moment erupted.

Really good swordsmanship!

Look at this trick!

The Dark Titan didn't seem to feel anything. He released Griber's burning giant hand. With a roar, he clenched his fist like a falling sun, as if breaking the barrier of space. Without time, he punched Tyrion's dead body.

boom

The great lord was beaten back a few steps, and Sargeras' scorching claws followed like a shadow, clasping the great lord's shoulders tightly. His left hand was opened, and there seemed to be a dark red sun burning in the palm of his hand. The endless scorching heat Even the inherent coldness of the death star sea was dispelled.

The great lord who was strangled by the shoulders felt threatened, and seeing Sargeras's open palm hit his head, his figure dissipated in place like quicksand, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

This is the death star sea, and this is the home field of death. Among the stars here, Tyrion is almost omnipotent.

But no matter how he dodged, no matter what method he used to block the space, Sargeras' burning hand seemed unstoppable, and still stubbornly hit his forehead.

The gathering of the power of death can't stop the palm that burns like the sun.

The superposition of space is easily torn apart.

Even the endless annihilation of the essence of death could not dissipate the flames wrapped around the fingers.

The helpless great lord disappeared in a flash and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the edge of this star area in the sea of ​​death stars, which was hundreds of thousands of light years away from where Sargeras was.

But the moment he appeared in the starry sky...

boom

A palm that burns like the sun, penetrated through layers of barriers, as if erasing the distance between the stars, was pinned precisely on Tyrion's forehead. In the gathering of endless power, the death of the great lord The body was crushed, every bone was crushed and thrown into the light of the stars, incinerated into a black smear of ashes.

It hurts!

Like a complaint, a hazy voice sounded in the starry sky in front of Sargeras. Tyrion, who was crushed and burned one second before, was unscathed the next second, and came from under the sea of ​​stars full of death. Reappear. It was as if he hadn't been hurt at all, and even the black windbreaker he was wearing was as chic as before.

But both himself and Sargeras knew very well that just now, Tyrion Dawnblade died once.

Tyrion hooked his fingers lightly, and the dark red blade of death crossed the space and returned between his fingers. The Dark Titan also reached out and grasped the hilt of Griber's sword, which was bound in the starry sky. With a flick of his wrist, Tyrion was freed from the shadow chains that bound the weapon.

Just looking at the current situation of the two, it is really hard to imagine that the two of them have been fighting for 8 hours in the death star sea...

Except for some extra scars on Sargeras' body, the posture of the two is exactly the same as when they started the battle. Every sword and punch in their battle is enough to make two seas of stars tremble at the same time, but their results... Just like kids playing house.

The 189th time!

The Dark Titan held a flaming black giant sword in both hands. He did not continue to attack, as if he was resting. He calmly looked at the great lord Tyrion in front of him. He said:

You failed 189 times! You lost your body 189 times, so, do you want to continue?

hum

The dark red star-bladed long sword drew a few dark tracks in Tyrion's hand. He looked at the Dark Titan with his right eye, and said not to be outdone:

I also cut you 327 swords, you were injured, although not serious, you bled, although not much...

But I think I can continue to consume it. Anyway, time is meaningless to you and me... Continue to maintain this status quo. Sooner or later, I will be able to consume you to death here!

The great lord stretched out his finger and shook it in the air, a stubborn light flashed in his eyes:

I am very confident about this, how about you?

But the truth is, every time you 'die', the power used by the Death Star Sea to 'resurrect' you becomes weaker.

Faced with this provocation, the Dark Titan sneered, he had already seen through the tricks of the High Lord, and he retorted in a low voice:

That's right, your sword is very sharp, and it made me feel the pain I haven't seen for a long time. That's right, in theory, it is indeed possible for you to kill me...

But I'm curious, will this self-aware star sea give you endless power? How many times can you 'resurrect' before you reach the limit of your sleep?

Well...let me do the math.

The great lord tilted his head, as if he was really calculating. After a few seconds, he replied seriously:

2,415,265 times...that's pretty much my limit.

I feel that before I fall asleep, I am sure enough to poke your tyrannical body into a sieve. If I am lucky enough and you are not lucky enough, then you will really die here...I am not in To lie to you, I was stating a fact.

Actually, I prefer to call this group of stars the 'river of death' rather than the sea of ​​death stars. This is my river of death!

Tyrion spread his arms, and the black windbreaker behind him suddenly lifted up. Countless phantoms belonging to Tyrion spread out one after another behind him, as if covering the entire group of stars in an instant. There is a pale death force lingering in the left eye, and a touch of scarlet in the right eye, like the reflection of the blood hell.

Like a real god of death, he is adorned with the cold and silent majesty of death. He said:

It's mighty, it's endless, you can only kill one drop of water at a time, how long will it take you to kill the whole river?

You are not a god!

You, too, will bleed...

Turn around and leave, Sargeras.

The great lord advised in a deep voice:

This fight is pointless, because you can't really kill Death, you're fighting this ancient star... It gave birth to you, and you swung your sword at it.

Okay. I admit, you may really be a tough opponent.

The World-Exterminating Flame on Sargeras's body fluttered in the cold wind of death blown by the stars, like a flame blown by the wind, it seemed even more noisy, and his low voice echoed in this sea of ​​dead stars :

But it's just difficult. But you're right, maybe we don't need to fight, so let me ask you a few questions.

Pointing to the stars behind him, the Dark Titan said:

Can you see it? Tyrion...

Can you see those strange eyes among the stars? Those eyes with malice.

Those whispers floating among the sea of ​​stars... the star clusters above the sea of ​​stars turned purple, and under the twisted and covered light, the star rings turned into a disaster of flesh and blood.

The void has already taken root on the edge of the stars that we can't perceive. The sea of ​​stars as far as your eyes can see will become a cradle of despair.

Those whispers of darkness, those arcs that herald a shattered future, those worlds I destroyed... the fallen who are still trying to rise from the residue... You know, without me, the stars that gave birth to you and me What kind of fate will you suffer in the future?

Facing Sargeras' questioning, the high lord did not hesitate. He nodded and said frankly:

I can hear, I can see. I can understand everything you say. Compared to you and your Burning Legion, the void is the real problem.

Very good! You are very wise.

The Dark Titan nodded in satisfaction, and he spread his hands towards Tyrion:

You have already stood at the top of the rank of stars, just like Aggramar once, everything I can see, you can also see, and everything I have done, you can also understand.

We must kill the minions of the void in the cradle. Only in this way can we ensure the purity of the stars. In the ashes of the void howling, if you and I join hands, we can create a perfect future! A new era!

I will resist the eclipse of the void, and you will change the life and death of the stars, so that the stars will become more prosperous, and the factor of resisting the void will be engraved in the flesh and blood of the living beings, so that those evil people in the dark world can't stretch their hands into this place. The world...I've felt it, you are capable of this!

Now this group of stars is just a failure of the weak planning of the Pantheon. They are not perfect, and they have no resistance to the void. Even if I try my best, I can't stop the void from recklessly growing among the stars. This makes me Feeling anger and regret.

Those lives are indeed innocent, but it's not their fault, it's the fault of the stars, it's too weak!

The Dark Titan's voice became sonorous:

It's so weak that I can't save it, but the new era shaped by me won't be so weak...

Tyrion, you can understand, and you must! We should! Join me!

With the help of death, we can even counterattack all the way to the void world! We can complete the real crusade! The real Burning Crusade!

Sargeras sent an invitation to Tyrion, very sincerely, the strength of the great lord was affirmed by the Dark Titan, and some of the tough ideas between the two completely coincided with each other.

Facing the Dark Titan's sincere invitation, Tyrion remained silent for a long time, with a trace of hesitation shining in his eyes, but in the end, his self-will still prevailed.

He shook his head:

Sorry, I can see the brilliance of joining forces with you, but I still choose to refuse!

I admit that your war against the void is just, and I adore you for it, and I admire you for it. You are a true great man and hero among the stars, but please forgive me, the Burning Crusade is wrong, because you expected Hope can never be born in destruction, and all of this is doomed to fail from the very beginning.

The high lord raised the sword in his hand, and he looked at Sargeras. The latter's face also became cold because of the high lord's refusal. Tyrion took a deep breath, and he said:

You're right, the stars were born too fragile, and the life it conceived seems so weak, but this is not a reason to abandon it, let alone destroy it, just like... nurturing a child You can't just kill him when he is still weak just because he might become a villain in the future, and cut off his future so cruelly!

You didn't give the stars time to grow stronger. As the most powerful creature among the stars, you didn't teach those weak beings how to protect themselves. Before you destroyed them, you didn't even tell them where they were wrong. ...

Sargeras, you are eager to create a world of stars that is strong enough to fight against the void, but you want to destroy the stars as a means, then let me ask you a question...

Tyrion waved his hand, and the light of death flowed in his palm. He asked with a serious face:

If the next era you built with your own hands still doesn't satisfy you, will you destroy it? Just like you destroy this era now?

Yes I will!

The Dark Titan's tone was equally calm, he swung his giant sword, and his eyes were also shining with stubbornness:

In the samsara of destruction, there will always be a powerful era that conforms to my will! I would rather it be destroyed in my hands than watch these stars fall into the void!

Are you going to stop me?

bass, bass

There were two sword sounds, and the High Lord responded to the Dark Titan's question with practical actions.

There was a hideous wound on Sargeras' neck, and blood burst out like the fire of the sun in this world, and the body of the great lord also disappeared in a flash of flames.

The next moment, the two in the starry sky faced each other again.

I will prove it to you, Sargeras.

The great lord raised his sword, and said:

The life you want to destroy is not weak...

The ants in your eyes are stronger than you think...

They have the power to resist you, and they also have the power to resist the void...

Just today!

I will prove it all! I will prove...

you are wrong!