Azeroth’s Death Track

Protoss, this is a strange existence conceived by a world.

They can hardly be called life in the conventional sense, because they are born with the birth of a world, but not every world is qualified to breed protoss, only those with the most potential and the most powerful, Only the most perfect world can have protoss conceived in it.

For example, the world of Argus, the hometown of the Draenei people.

Another example is the development and origin of all stories, Azeroth.

Of course, the civilization of the world of Argus has been developed for tens of thousands of years. The Protoss of that world has matured and is about to usher in a new life transformed into a Titan, while Azeroth is a very young world, and the Protoss it bred is still in the infancy.

It is said that the protoss coexist with the world in a posture unimaginable by ordinary people, instead of staying in the core of the world, the entire planet is her body, or cradle, and the things bred in the star core belong to the world. The body of the Protoss, or the body of a Titan, after the Protoss truly matures, the Protoss will separate from the world, enter this Titan body, and truly become the Titan of the Pantheon.

It is hard to say that the protoss in the infancy stage has any special abilities, but judging from the current state of the protoss of Azeroth, she has already shown her power. The dream of the world, the emerald dream... very Possibly Elune's dreams manifesting... protoss dream too, of course.

But Elune's situation is a bit complicated. She is still immature and doesn't have much ability to protect herself, but the big bosses of the void have noticed her and sent their own vanguard, the Old Gods, to corrupt this immature Protoss, at the most critical moment, Elune's body was simultaneously corrupted by four ancient gods, only one step away from the final outcome.

But after her predecessors, the Titans of the Pantheon returned, they helped her solve this problem. God King Aman'Thul uprooted the most powerful ancient god Y'Shaarj in anger. The gods cannot resist, but Y'Shaarj's corruption is rooted too deep in the star core. After Y'Shaarj was pulled out, Azeroth's star core was also destroyed.

The planet's blood gushed from the rift, nearly killing the weakened Elune.

Therefore, in order to protect this companion with powerful potential, the Titans can only send guardians made by them into the world, defeat the ancient gods, and seal them up, hoping that when the protoss grows strong enough, it can bear the pain At that time, kill these hateful ancient gods from Azeroth's body.

Of course, observers know that disgraceful infighting among the Guardians of the Titans led to the abort of this plan, and until now, the mission has been picked up by someone else.

The big lord wants to kill C'Thun, but before operating, he must confirm whether the patient can bear the pain of gouging bones and cutting flesh. Ang Ke couldn't do another suture surgery for this world.

After all, he is not a professional doctor, he is more like a butcher who is good at killing people to solve problems.

So answer me, Elune!

In the call of the great lord's consciousness, the little Yuna's eyes in front of him became dazed, and then in that bright light, a special force burst out, pulling a trace of the great lord's consciousness into another dimension.

a place where there is nothing...

Elune is just a poor child who is ridden with all kinds of diseases in his infancy. You can't expect how powerful this sleeping Protoss is, creating the illusion of a world in the blink of an eye?

Maybe the future Elune can do it, but right now, she's obviously not far behind.

But even so, the terrifying talent possessed by Protoss has given her enough power, at least when facing Tyrion, the power of this Moon God is absolutely overwhelming.

Tyrion stood in this empty space, and all he saw was a white light, which made his eyes hurt. The high lord simply closed his eyes, and then asked:

You already understand the situation, tell me, after I killed C'Thun, can you bear the pain of blood loss? It is said that the roots of the ancient gods have pierced the star core of this world, I don't want to A sword pierces your heart...

This very blunt question quickly aroused a reaction, and a gentle female voice sounded in Tyrion's ear, somewhat teasingly:

Hehe, you, you are a different little guy... Can you really do it? Pierce my heart... With the current you, I'm afraid it's still a little difficult.

hehe.

The great lord laughed:

I'm just saying... After all, I'm not sure you exist yet.

The voice fell silent for a moment, then said again:

Let it go, Tyrion Dawnblade, I can bear this pain, and I've waited too long for this day, goug out that bloody sore, let me relax.

good!

The great lord nodded, he didn't know what to say to Elune, so after a short silence, he was going to turn around and leave, but before leaving, he turned his head and asked:

The night elves are the first to feel your presence. They respectfully call you the moon god. I have a small question... If, if I want to punish those elves a little, will you protect them?

Well, that's an interesting question.

There was a hint of thought in Elune's voice, and she said softly:

When the father of the gods killed Y'Shaarj, I was seriously injured. It hurt... My body was torn apart, but the gentle lady Eonar healed the pain for me and healed me My body, but the wound still exists, the night elves... At that time they were still a group of dark trolls who were not accepted by the troll empire, they found my wound, they thought it was a miracle, they regarded it as a sacred object, and It's called the Well of Eternity.

My power has transformed them, turning them into the current night elves. It can be said that they are my children...My blood is flowing in their bodies, and their connection with me is extremely deep, but... .This does not seem to be a kind of blessing, I have too much influence on them, I admit that compared with other lives in this world, these children are indeed a bit...too lazy.

But, Tyrion, what I want to confirm is that the punishment you mentioned is the kind you do to humans? Or the kind you do to centaurs?

The High Lord could feel that the protoss was focusing on her, and she was waiting for his answer. After a little thought, Tyrion replied:

neither!

I'll hurt them, but I'll give them a new hope... You can watch this, I invite you to watch that, and if you think I've gone too far, you're welcome to stop me anytime. But I think. ..”

You probably wouldn't do that...

The great lord let out a chuckle, and he turned around to leave the space, but at this moment, Elune asked suddenly:

You, why do you do this? I mean, I can see clearly everything you do in this world. There is always a reason for mortals to do things, either for glory or for profit, but you are different... .Why are you trying so hard to protect me? You already knew about my existence, didn't you?

This question made Tyrion stop, he thought for a few seconds, and then said without looking back:

You can take that as a form of anger.

anger?

Yes, anger. I know everything but can't change it. I can only watch everything go to chaos. When I am furious, I suddenly realize that I can change everything. Naturally, I will do my best... Although sometimes I hate this I would hate the numb backwardness and despair hidden under the fantasy of those who watched, but more often, I would be grateful for the power in the dark, which gave me the possibility to change everything.”

I'm not protecting you, Elune.

I'm just looking forward to seeing you among the stars one day, slap that supreme dark titan hard, wake him up from his fantasy, and drag him off his throne. Only you can do that. Do it! So, I am looking forward to that day.

Tyrion's answer kept Elune silent for a long time, and finally she let out a long sigh:

Someone said this before, my compatriots, the extremely powerful Titans, unfortunately, the warriors they left behind to protect me, really, let me down...

Oh... you're talking about those scumbags in Ulduar.

There was a cold and mocking smile on the corner of Tyrion's mouth:

Don't be disappointed, soon, I will beat them hard for you!

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hum

Tyrion's will returned to his body. In his arms, the little Yuna, who was the carrier of communication between the great lord and the moon god, had already fallen asleep because of being too exhausted. The great lord held the little girl in his arms, and he Looking coldly at the calm sea of ​​blood in front of him, he took a step back.

The heavy power of darkness entangled his body again. A moment later, a huge and powerful ghost warrior appeared again in this huge temple. Tyrion, who was holding the child, moved his shoulders. Under the control of his will, the black giant warrior drew out the two battle swords on his back with both hands, and between the black flames, the two interlaced sharp blades, more than four meters long, pierced fiercely into the ground of the temple under his feet.

Boom, boom

Between the earth-shattering bangs, the entire Qiraji Temple swayed crazily like a collapsed earthquake, and the coalition commanders who were still recuperating in the emperor's palace of the Qiraji Temple stood up abruptly, After the power of the ancient gods raged, they were still dizzy in their minds, but feeling the earth-shattering shaking from the ground, everyone realized that something was wrong.

This place is going to collapse!

Shandris Yuyue, who had been vigilant all the time, raised her head and looked at the large rocks and the loose soil that were constantly falling above a dilapidated palace. General Yue's mind was trembling. This place is nearly a hundred meters underground. Once this place collapses, everyone, no matter how powerful they are, will be crushed to death by the falling mud and rocks.

Go! Get out of here!

Varian, who was carrying the fully awakened Warbreaker, gritted his teeth, wrapped a bandage around his wrist, and then helped Alsace who was panting beside him. With Er behind his back, without further ado, Lu Helmet transformed into a huge nightmare scorpion. Everyone sat on the back of the poisonous scorpion and fled towards the ground in the hell where the palace's bricks and stones fell.

However, Agamaggan, the demigod of the wilderness who had been following them, did not leave. The huge wild boar groaned, signaling to the others to leave quickly, while it turned around and ran to the other side of the palace. The seriously injured demigod still wanted to get rid of the dangerous ancient god.

Demi god!

Maiev, the watchman sitting behind the staghelmet, watched Agamaggan disappear in the gap of the collapsed palace. The leader of the watchman whispered:

Maybe it needs help...

Don't be stupid, Maiev, we can't help it, it's not an opponent we can deal with!

Staghelmet's voice sounded in the ears of others:

Just the illusion of that evil thing almost destroyed us. In the past, we could only add chaos to the demigod, and the army on the ground still needs us...

The voice silenced everyone else. The old orc Brox stroked his battle ax without saying a word. His eyes were shining with strong frustration, while Varian, who was sitting on the side, closed his eyes and held his hand. At the moment when he was about to leave the Qiraji Temple with the long sword overflowing with lightning, he said softly:

We...we're still too small, the world doesn't belong to us yet...the view at the top...we need to be stronger...more united.

On the other side, Agamaggan shrunk his body and walked through the earth-shaking crypt. The wild boar demigod's wisdom was no weaker than that of the warriors. He looked at the corpses of the dead bugmen on both sides all the way. , A touch of curiosity and vigilance flashed in the demigod's small eyes.

Until it ran towards the ruins of the torn and collapsed sealed temple, it finally saw the culprit of the earthquake, the dark giant who was wielding a dark long sword and frantically destroying the Titan's seal everywhere. The wild boar demigod let out a cry Roaring, its body swelled rapidly, and it ran towards the ghost warrior, but the moment it approached, Tyrion turned around and kicked.

boom

The mountain-like body of the demigod, which had become weak due to the bitter battle, was kicked out by this blow, and rolled around in the ruins for a few weeks before it could barely get up. As a result, the two swords wrapped in black fire fell in the next moment. Standing on its body, the ghost warrior stared at the demigod with icy eyes. After a while, Tyrion's voice sounded in Agamaggan's heart:

Are you here to help? Or to make trouble?

This question made Agamaggan, who was gathering strength to prepare for a counterattack, froze for a moment, and the momentary sluggishness of the demigod also made Tyrion narrow his eyes. Sealing the energy conduit under the temple, the blue Titan energy spurted out along the conduit, freezing the ruins of the entire hall in an instant.

Tyrion cursed without looking back:

Stupid pig! If you want help, go to work!

Tear down this mouse hole, catch the mouse that hides its head and shows its tail, and kill it... By the way, stupid pig, isn't that why you came here?