Azeroth’s Death Track

Loken, who was sitting on the Guardian Throne, clearly heard the shouts of killing coming from the front hall.

The Guardian of Wisdom can feel that the aura of the cunning flame giant Vulkan has disappeared, which means that the furnace hall has been breached, and the aura of his loyal General Biagley has become much weaker, which means that The lightning vestibule may also fall soon, and the fighting power of those rebellious flesh and blood mortals surprised Loken.

He felt that perhaps he should re-examine the power of these degenerates. Perhaps, under the blessing of the so-called free will, they are not more fragile than steel life. Perhaps, it is this deviant degenerate Free will, allowing these flesh and blood creatures to perform some miracles that shouldn't happen?

Well, admirable effort, but pointless.

Although those mortals may soon rush into this sacred hall, Loken is not anxious or afraid. He is born to be a guardian. He has seen the desperate scene before the world falls into the dark cliff. Having personally participated in the battle to save the world order, that is the real battle of the gods. The small scene in front of him is not even a warm-up for Loken.

And he doesn't want to lower himself to fight those stupid flesh and blood creatures...

That's not what a Guardian does.

Loken picked up his scepter casually, he stood up, and walked into the depths of the Lightning Hall with a posture like a walk. This is a cage, where the prisoner who was captured in the Battle of the Overlord Prisoners, Loken and the mechanical guardian Mimiron personally captured the tide hunter Neptulon. It was a glorious victory, a victory worthy of praise.

That was the glory in the battle of the masters, and as the guardian of wisdom, Loken was a spellcaster. For a while, he was very interested in elemental magic, so he captured some powerful magic from the closed elemental territory. The elements are used to study the mysteries of the elements, and now, those captured elements have withered over thousands of years, or have been sent back to the elemental territory, and in the cage in front of Loken, there is only the last one left.

Also one of the most powerful... Collectibles.

boom

Loken flicked his fingers in the air, and the pure Titan energy was like a key, opening the elemental cage in front of him. Under the gaze of his blue eyes, in the empty cage in front of him, A light wind began to circulate, and soon, accompanied by dazzling blue lightning, a strange wind elemental appeared in front of Loken.

Eonar, my favorite experiment...

The guardian of wisdom looked at the wind and thunder elements that perfectly blended the power of the Titans in front of him, rubbed his chin, and said to the endless storm elements in front of him:

Go, show your strength to those ignorant mortals, don't let them disturb me...

Go.

Under Loken's instructions, this group of wind and thunder elements that wandered endlessly disappeared in Loken's hall full of light and stars. The special nature of the wind element Ionar is destined to be Loken bought enough time for this guardian of wisdom to complete what he should do.

tear up

The sound of thunder and lightning tearing the air, and the screams of those flesh and blood creatures reached Loken's ears, making the guardian smile with satisfaction. It seemed that Eonar had already started fighting those mortals.

Elemental creatures are extremely good at tug-of-war. With Eonar's special power, the group of flesh and blood creatures must suffer great casualties before they can enter this final hall, but Loken is not a thug who takes pleasure in cruelty after all. , he didn't stay here for too long, to appreciate the horrors of those arrogant mortals before they died, he had more important things to do.

Loken passed through the empty hall, and he came to the deepest part of the Lightning Hall. Like the Rock Hall, there is also a console for manipulating the Furnace of Will and Creator Engine, but judging from the traces above, this thing has already been destroyed. Has not been used for a long time.

Loken stroked the quaint console with his hand, and under the touch of the administrator authority he was given, the shell of the console suddenly popped open, revealing the complicated buttons inside.

The control of the two Thundercast legions below the Lightning Hall has been locked remotely by Elonaya in the Rock Hall. Even Loken cannot violate the procedures set by Mimiron, nor can he open them here. That locked authority, but Loken didn't want to liberate the two legions to completely bury the mortals who dared to violate his majesty, he was not that boring.

What he has to do now is very simple...

He wants to completely disrupt the operation of the furnace of will.

When Ulduar was first built, adhering to the will of the Titans of the Pantheon, the guardians created two engines of creation in the city of Titans, namely the origin furnace and the will furnace. These two world furnaces will cooperate with each other. Absorb the free energy in the stars, and deliver the energy of the universe to the soul of the world that is still sleeping.

The furnace of will located on the cliff of the storm will shape the budding perception of the world soul, while the furnace of origin will adjust the rhythm of the world's pulse and strengthen the form of each stage of the world soul.

In an easy-to-understand way, these two world melting pots are equivalent to the cradle of Star Soul Elune, as long as they function normally, Star Soul can grow healthily.

During the war, the Furnace of Will has another function, that is, it can coordinate the operation of the engine of the Creator, allowing a steady stream of Thundercast soldiers to be created from that engine. Void creatures like the ancient gods have a restraining effect, and they were the ones who defeated the dark empire built by the ancient gods in the world.

Therefore, after Loken was corrupted by Yogg-Saron's whispers, this guardian of wisdom destroyed the order of the guardian system, but he was stationed alone in the hall of lightning, just to prevent the engine of the creator from being reactivated... Even Yogg-Saron fears those Stormforged soldiers who have destroyed everything, endlessly and endlessly.

But now, the mortals have entered the Hall of Lightning, and the traitor Elonaya is standing on their side. Loken is sure that the mortals may have mastered the secret of the melting pot of the world. Although he is unwilling to follow Yogg-Sa Long's dark order, although he still has the will to resist in his heart, he is unwilling to see the furnace of will fall into the hands of mortals, and the engine of the Creator is reopened...Once the mortals control the Thundercast Legion, the impenetrable Uldu Er, the border is also in danger of being captured.

Yogg-Saron will not allow this future to emerge, so before he can withdraw to Ulduar, he must destroy the Forge of Will, or at least keep it from functioning properly.

I advise you not to do this...

At the moment when Loken's fingers were about to press the button on the console, a calm voice sounded behind Loken. The death aura contained in that voice made the guardian turn his head subconsciously, and then saw the sound from the silent hole. The great lord Tyrion, who came out of the passage of the dead world, was looking at him indifferently with a stick of mist in his hand.

There was a hint of sternness and warning in that gaze.

What you hold means a lot to me and my brothers.

Tyrion, who had been following the Battle of the Storm Peaks and finally intervened, said softly:

If it is damaged even a little bit, I will be in a very bad mood, so... Take your hand away, and then step aside, I am not in the mood to chat with you now.

Who are you?

Loken felt the threatening threat from the great lord. It was a feeling that no matter what form of life, when facing the essence of death, it would feel like putting a finger into a candle. The stinging pain is like the fear of standing on the edge of a cliff, like the threat of being held by a knife on the neck.

It was a very uncomfortable feeling, and one couldn't help but want to fight back.

It doesn't matter who I am.

Tyrion ignored the spark of Titan power shining in Loken's hand, he walked straight to the console, and said softly:

It's as if it doesn't matter who you are... I heard that your title is the Guardian of Wisdom? This means that you have the first-class wisdom among the Guardians, but it may not be the case in my opinion...

You are messing with Yogg-Saron, this kind of behavior really makes me unable to understand, you see...

The great lord asked slowly:

I always think that wisdom is always the most precious thing in the world, and you call yourself the guardian of wisdom. If you think you have obtained wisdom, then you still feel that you lack something, so that you take refuge in Yugo- Saron?

But in my opinion, even at this moment, you still act like a lack of wisdom, so I'm curious, what did you get from your dark master?

This pungent taunt made Loken's blue eyes flash with anger. He took a step forward and protected the console behind him. shouted:

You ignorant mortal, what do you know! Yogg-Saron showed me a dark future where there is no me, no you, no everything... Have you ever felt true despair ? Have you ever seen the tragedy of the extinction of all things? I am protecting you, and I am protecting the world in my own way! Do you think you are smarter than me?

Look what you're saying.

The great lord showed a mocking smile, and he flicked his fingers:

Isn't it that the Titans are all dead? Isn't it that your creators are all annihilated? What kind of secret is this? You so-called guardians are the same cowardly fools. The death of the Titans defeated all your wills Your persistence and perseverance have exposed your fragile hearts like children!

Having said that, the High Lord said in a funny tone:

Ah, the Titans are dead, we are hopeless, the world is hopeless, so I must quickly kneel before the Old Gods and pray for his grace so that I can continue to live... Treat the order of chaos as A substitute to fill the emptiness of the mind, to justify itself with greedy folly.

That's...stupid!

Tyrion's voice became extremely cold at this moment:

Go away! Loken, you are not qualified to speak out in front of me...Even as a scumbag, you are a crappy and unqualified liar and coward...Of course, you were not mine from the very beginning. question!

So, what are you waiting for? The Avengers...

Accompanied by the great lord's call, three people in black cloaks walked out of the dead passage behind the great lord, like three shadows shrouded in cloaks, the moment they stepped into the ground of the Lightning Hall, The cloaked man at the head stretched out his hand and lifted his hood, revealing the face made of bronze and steel.

And that face made the angry Loken extremely terrified at this moment.

He was like a bear child who had done something wrong and was discovered by his parents. He staggered back a few steps, pointed at the face, and screamed loudly:

Lai! Impossible...it's impossible, you've...haven't you...disappeared?

I am very sorry that my cowardice brought such a terrible disaster to my brothers... After I woke up from the long self-blame, I found out with great sadness that everything I cherished has died!

Lai walked forward, and every time he took a step, his body would swell a bit. After a few steps, he had turned back into the indomitable giant before. The body of this great guardian was surrounded by thunder light. Looking at Loken in front of him with regret and anger, he shouted loudly:

I'm sorry and shocked, Loken! The wisest brother among us, how could you do such an ugly thing... Tyr, the bravest and most righteous brother among us, you assassinated him! Why !

Not me! Not me!

Facing Lai's questioning, Loken, who was still calm just now, panicked at this moment. He was like a liar trying to cover up. He waved his hands, kept backing away, and explained incoherently:

Yogg-Saron did it! Not me! I tried to remind Tyr, but he couldn't listen to my explanation at all. He assigned his men to steal the Norgannon disc. Yogg-Saron was afraid that it might Algalon, the guardian of the gods, will come, and it has awakened its most evil warriors, and murdered Tyr!

But all of this has nothing to do with me!

you are lying!

The shaper Azadas who was following Lai was completely irritated by Loken's eloquent tongue at this moment. He took a step forward, holding the shaping scepter in his hand, pointing at the even uglier Loken and reprimanded loudly:

Officer Tyr asked you to put the overall situation first, let him enter Ulduar, and reawaken the guardians who have been completely chaotic. How did you answer him?

I was right there with Chief Tyre, and I could hear you taunting us, calling us wishful thinking, and persuading us to obey you, Yogg-Saron, when you said the fire of hope has Extinguished!

Facing the expressions of Lai and Azadas mixed with disappointment and anger, Loken knew that all his arguments were useless, he held the scepter in his hand, and planned to fight desperately again.

However, at this moment, the last silent man in the hood also stepped forward, he lifted the hood, revealing that handsome face, amidst the entanglement of lightning, Thorim took off his cloak that made the enemy Warhammer Umir, who was frightened by the news, aimed the thundering hammer at Loken, who was even more ugly in front of him. The infatuated guardian asked in a deadly tone:

Tell me, my brother...

My wife Sif...was killed by whom?

is that you?