Azeroth’s Death Track

In a very embarrassing posture, Tichondrius lay down on the Burning Temple and shivered, just like the standard posture of Mengxin meeting a real boss.

It knows it's embarrassing, but compared to the importance of life, what's embarrassing?

Standing in front of it is a guardian of the temple that is stronger than the fraudster. Behind the guardian, there is the will of the god it serves. In this case, the choice left to Tichondrius Not much.

And the soul of the trembling Dread Demon King was also trembling crazily, it could even feel that a certain part of the soul was shaking crazily, as if it wanted to hide deeper in the body.

Probably because I was too scared...

After all, what it is facing is the ultimate powerhouse who has blocked the void army from the cracks of the stars with the strength of one person, the most powerful existence among the stars. In the face of such an existence, fear, isn't it right? ?

But what puzzled the Dreadlord was that when the Dark Titan appeared, the sentence interesting didn't seem to be just an evaluation of the holy hammer it brought... It seemed more like an evaluation of himself , Could it be that there is something about him that makes the Dark Titan feel good?

Could it be that he was taken by the supreme Lord Sargeras? Could it be that today is the day when I get promoted and get rich?

Thinking of this, in Tichondrius' swaying heart, in addition to the fear that permeated his heart, there was a trace of inexplicable joy...

But it still didn't dare to speak, and could only lie there shamefully, waiting for the final judgment of the gods. It had already done everything it could.

This is the tool used by my former brother, Kazgros who is the best at shaping the world... I have watched my ingenious brother use this stone hammer to shape the entire world bit by bit. Worlds, countless worlds...ah, the past time, it's so nostalgic.

The voice of the Dark Titan echoed in the burning temple. The holy hammer brought by Tichondrius was lifted into the air by an invisible force, as if it was being played by the will of the Dark Titan. The holy hammer that extremely repelled demons was in the air The light was shining brightly, and the extremely pure Titan power stored in the stone hammer was aroused, and the blue halo overwhelmed the red light in the temple, covering the entire temple.

Amidst the flashing blue light, the appearance of the tall figure standing at the end of the temple holding a sword was also slightly illuminated.

It was a terrifying giant with a height of 30 meters. His whole body seemed to be made of stone. He was a seamless one, like a human body magnified countless times. But on his stone skin, the cracks in the skin Between them, dark red magma flowed along the flames, outlining an unprovoked anger on the giant.

And on the giant's head, he wore a black iron-like full-face battle helmet. On the top of the battle helmet, a logo like a crown was outlined, and under the battle helmet was a pair of flame-like Eyes of flaming gemstones, and a beard that's lifelike.

This giant was wearing crude armor, including greaves, gauntlets, a few pieces of armor crossed on his chest, and simple shoulder pads on his shoulders. He looked like an invincible warrior from the barbaric era.

He was very silent, and his eyes were also looking at the stone hammer floating in the air. In those angry eyes, there seemed to be swaying emotions, but they were sealed under the angry appearance.

He doesn't seem to want to comment too much on that.

May I have your name?

The Dark Titan asked, the voice could easily remind people of the collapsing black sun among the stars, the space tide that destroyed everything, and the endless disasters of the stars. Under this question, Tichondrius's mind almost collapsed. But it still replied shakily:

The supreme Lord Sargeras, my name is...

No, I didn't ask you!

Sargeras' voice sounded again, and at this moment, the Dreadlord's eyes became confused, as if an opening hidden in his soul had been activated, and the other half of his soul that was perfectly integrated in Sargeras Under the watchful eye of his will, he seized control of the body of the Dreadlord.

And the next moment, the dreadlord trembling in the faint aura emanating from Sargeras struggled to stand up like an old man in his twilight.

It was still the body of the demon, but after standing up, it exuded a completely different temperament. The fear demon king Tichondrius, who was still full of fear just now, seemed to become confident at this moment, no, no, no, the body is still the same body, but The inner soul has been replaced by another person.

It, no, should call it him.

It can be seen that facing Sargeras, he is also full of fear, but his performance is much better than that of Tichondrius.

He leaned slightly towards the strongest star in front of him. This is a standard mage ceremony, but it looks a bit funny on the dreaded demon king. He raised his head and looked at the halo shining like a dark green sun among the stars in front of him. , he said in a low voice:

Master Sargeras, the great dark titan, my name is... Antonidas! I come from... Azeroth, I humbly represent all the creatures of Azeroth, and salute you!

Then weakling, why did you come here?

There was a hint of playfulness in the Dark Titan's voice. He was very busy. If he hadn't seen the tools used by his brothers today, which evoked the Dark Titan's distant memories of the time in the Pantheon, he would have never been able to see this strange soul in front of him. Too much time wasted, but now, he has a little more interest in the human being hidden in the demon soul in front of him.

This should be a standard mage. When Sargeras separated a trace of his soul to hide in the soul of the astral mage Medivh, he had seen many such mages. Maybe this was the one he knew.

But what is the meaning of mortals, even the most famous mortals, to the Dark Titan?

Lord Sargeras, my companions and I have spent countless efforts, and we are desperate to present this tribute, just to let me represent the world I came to, and make a... protest to you!

Protest? Interesting...

The Dark Titan said with great interest:

The Burning Legion destroyed half of the stars, and they turned into ashes everywhere they went. In this expedition that is sure to win, there is only one civilization that dares to protest against me. Weak people, you want to know, which one is better than yours? Is the civilization that is countless times stronger, the final outcome?

I have no intention of arguing with you, and I have no intention of begging you to let us go. I am different from my ignorant compatriots. I know exactly why you launched the Burning Crusade. I also know clearly that behind this destructive massacre What's the point?

Antonidas manipulated Tichondrius' body, and slowly half-kneeled on the temple, he said in a deep voice:

I came here just to show you that massacring everything is not the final solution to the problem. We just want to prove to you that the corruption of the void to the protoss is not incurable, and compared to demons, the void is more powerful. Is the enemy of the stars, we just want to save our world, our civilization, we just want to provide another possibility for your battle against the void.

If we fail, you can destroy us as before without any effort.

But if we succeed, this will be another way of self-salvation for the stars threatened by the void...It will also be helpful for you and your endless war...

The atmosphere in the temple became silent and calm at this moment, as if the Dark Titan was thinking. Ten seconds later, the voice of the Dark Titan sounded again:

Weakness, your efforts and sacrifices to save your own world are worthy of recognition, but since you know the meaning behind the Burning Crusade, then you should also know that the existence or non-existence of Elune is a factor on the balance of war between the world and the void. The most important weight... What she means to me is beyond your comprehension, just like you cannot comprehend the meaning of the stars.

In the face of such a major event, all your suggestions are meaningless...I can't give you the power to decide the future of the stars.

You have done your best, go back, enjoy the last time of peace, and then wait for death and destruction to come.

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Tichondrius' head was raised at this moment. In the demon's eyes, the soul belonging to Antonidas looked straight at the green sun in the sky without awe. He stood up and clenched his fists.

Then, please allow us to challenge you and your legion! You will see...

Elune, who is guarded by me and my companions, will one day appear among the stars...One day, she will challenge you! That is exactly what Elune has been carrying since she was born. Your destiny! And we...we are the fighters and defenders of this destiny, even...even if we raise our swords to you! We will not hesitate!

Does it make sense?

The dark titan said with some dismay:

The gods challenged me, and now they perish.

The stars challenged me, now they are dead.

Fate once challenged me, and now they can only hide and hide like mice.

What is your challenge worth? What are your chances of winning?

Facing this question, Antonidas lowered his head, and while his soul was fading away, he said softly:

Even if it is cold ashes, there is a yearning for rekindling... This challenge means that even if we die in battle, our existence will not remain unknown. You can destroy us because you are strong enough, but We, too, can raise our swords...because one day, we will be as strong as you...

What Azeroth can say has been said, next, let's talk about war and weapons...

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Tichondrius, who was in a daze, regained his sanity, and its thinking was still at the previous moment. It replied cautiously:

The supreme Lord Sargeras, my name is Tichondrius, and I am under the command of the first lord of Nathrezim, Cassanatier. We found the relics left by the Titans in Azeroth. We believe that This relic will assist you in your great pursuit of the Titan's Soul...

Well, it does help, you guys are doing a great job...

The Dark Titan seemed to have lost interest in talking, his gradually weakening voice echoed in the temple:

Go ahead, I will pay attention to you...From now on, all the strength of the Legion will be controlled by...

Tichondrius's eyes have already surged with countless desires. The power and power that it and all the dreadlords desire are right in front of them, just waiting for the dark titan to hand over the command of the army to them. However, just now At this moment, a low and sinister voice sounded behind Tichondrius.

All the actions of Kassanatier have been recorded here. I am very honored, Lord Sargeras, my incompetent subordinates, this time did not disappoint you, so please continue to entrust this important task to me!

Accompanied by the shattering sound of the space, the figure of the fraudster Kil'jaeden appeared beside Tichondrius. This cut-off action made Tichondrius couldn't help staring at the fraudster beside him with vicious eyes. .

Of course it knows what's going on... That bitch Hasabel, she dared to betray the entire Nathrezim Dread Council... She's dead!

Kil'jaeden, I have to say that after Archimonde's shameful failure, you have let me down completely, but this time, you have done a very good job.

The Dark Titan's voice became more and more ethereal, which meant that his will was breaking away from the Argus base camp, but even so, the two high-ranking demons standing on the edge of the platform did not dare to show any disrespect. They stood there humbly Awaiting the final orders of the Dark Titan.

But you still have your own mission...Let these Nathrezim do the collection of holy objects, and you will supervise this operation.

The main force of the legion will be under your command. You can mobilize all the legions in the 33 star fields. I have waited too long, and I am getting impatient, Azeroth... Before I lose my patience completely, Destroy it!

The fraudster's expression became very ugly. Archimonde's accidental death in battle had already told him how evil that world was, and even it did not completely destroy Azeroth's confidence in a short period of time. The author said cautiously:

Marton's frontline army suffered huge casualties due to Archimonde's mistakes, so can you...

Before Kil'jaeden finished speaking, the dark titan's ethereal voice shook the heart of the fraudster like Huang Zhongdalu at this moment, making the great demon fall to his knees as if struck by lightning, and beside him Tichondrius fell to the ground with white eyes, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Facing the power of the Dark Titans, even these big demons that terrify mortals... are really like ants.

I don't want casualty numbers!

I just want... Azeroth!

Agramar, my most trusted lieutenant, you come to supervise these idiots! Even if this incompetent legion is destroyed, you will not hesitate! Azeroth must be destroyed!

The dark titan's will completely dissipated at this moment, and the tall giant standing on the edge of the burning temple with a sword nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice with a jerky sound like rubbing stones:

As you order...sir.