Azeroth’s Death Track

If it is said that Lai and Azadas' questioning only made Loken's thoughts of trying to refute completely dispersed.

Then the appearance of Thorim completely crushed the last rational string in Loken's heart.

His forbidden relationship with Sif, his cruelty to kill Sif, he was tempted by Yogg-Saron to throw Sif's body into the snow of the storm cliff, and use Sif's tragic death to trigger the guardian's collapse , this matter is the darkest secret in his heart, and he would rather this matter never be known.

And secrets... secrets eat a soul from within and make him a coward, but he's cowardly.

That is his sin, that is the scar in his soul that cannot be wiped away, that is his most terrifying despair, he can deceive others with his eloquent tongue, but he cannot deceive himself... Every night when he falls asleep, when When he wakes up from the nightmare, he will feel that Sif's resentful soul has always been entangled in his body, never leaving...

Facing Thorim's questioning, he didn't know how to answer.

And the grievances and hatred between the giants are like a wonderful revenge drama, which makes the great lord leaning on the console watch with satisfaction. He likes this kind of fateful duel the most, and he appreciates this tragic The curtain ended, and he never got tired of watching it.

I failed to protect my lover, I failed to protect my family.

Thorim, the guardian of the storm, was awakened by the pain of the great lord before he glued his broken will together. After returning to his sanity, he immediately realized that the death of his beloved Sif was full of something strange , and now, he must see the truth behind this tragedy.

Thorim stroked the completely dim thought core hanging around his neck, looked at Loken, and said:

I can't do what a man has to do and have to do well and I can't get over my frustration, it makes me want to go crazy... I'm in pain, Loken, my brother , you used to be my most trusted brother, and in this hall, we had a lot of drinking and talking... Now, tell me, who killed Sif!

Faced with Thorim's almost begging question, Loken's fingers began to tremble. He wanted to continue to hide that dark and desperate secret, but in his heart, another voice told him, speak it out, and tell him what has been said. Tell the horrific truth that has plagued him for tens of thousands of years.

Let it all end in this moment.

Because of this damned secret, he has killed too many people, including Sif, Tyr, countless servants of order, and even himself, the righteous and wise guardian Loken, who murdered the righteous him himself, All that is left is a shell that has lingered for tens of thousands of years, and under that shell is a will that is filled with darkness and corruption.

That can't even be called...soul!

He already has no soul.

I...

Loken lowered his head, his always proud face became extremely dark at this moment. Tens of thousands of years later, when facing his leader, his brother, and facing this trial, he finally unloaded All pretense was removed.

I killed her...I killed the woman I loved! Sif...my love.

What did you say?!

Thorim's expression became extremely ferocious at this moment. He swung his hammer and was about to rush over, but Lai reached out to stop him.

And Loken was like a prisoner who calmed down before dying, he said in a lonely voice:

Yes, Sif is your wife, yes, you chose her in the vrykul ritual, but do you really love her, Thorim? Your mind full of strong drink and fighting really Do you understand what love is?

Sif is lonely...and I am also lonely. On which day, the scene of the shattered stars blooms in the eyes of all the guardians. You think it is a prophecy, but I know, it is not! It represents a dark age The Titans are dead! I foresaw that horrible truth, and the pressure nearly crushed me!

Loken raised his head, he looked at Rai, Azadas, and Thorim. He threw away his cane, clapped his hands on his chest, and yelled at the brothers in front of him with a piercing voice:

I can't tell you this, because I know that you can't bear the pain of losing the Creator! I can only suffer in silence. The wisdom bestowed on me by the Titans has become a punishment, which makes me suffer every day. That's when I met Sif...it was love at first sight!

I've been dating Sif for hundreds of years, and you, you don't find out about it, you don't care about her at all! You just think of her as your trophy! It's like those useless things you bring back from hunting. Meaningful garbage! And I, love her!

Loken covered his face with his hands:

But even so, she still doesn't want to leave you, she doesn't want to disclose our relationship, I quarrel with her, but she defends you desperately! Thorim! You lucky bastard, I'm jealous of you, that kind of jealousy Drive me almost insane, make me do something evil...

When I woke up, when I saw Sif's body lying in a pool of blood... I broke down.

The Guardian of Wisdom no longer has the posture that a Guardian should have. He slumps on the edge of the hall, like an old dog whose spine has been broken. He said dejectedly:

I was terrified. I knew that once Sif's death was exposed, all the friendship between me and you would be gone. At that time, all guardians were tortured by inner illusions. Once our conflict was exposed. , the whole Ulduar will fall apart in an instant, I don't know what to do, and at that moment, Sif's soul appeared... She told me that she doesn't blame me, she forgives me.

She told me what to do, and she told me to cover it up with other things, so I followed her orders and put her body in the kingdom of the frost giants, and I tell you, the frost giants murdered her , You did not live up to the expectations of the public and provoked the war, and this matter was just covered up...

The war started, and Sif, who was always by my side, disappeared. She may...maybe never existed. Maybe, what has been talking to me is just the dark side of my heart...maybe Yogg-Saron.

Loken's voice became deeper and deeper, and his self-description also entered an incoherent state at this moment:

I don't want to kill him! I don't want to hurt Tyr, I respect him, the things he has done for this world, I tell myself, as long as he doesn't return to Ulduar, I don't care about him, but he still comes back He pretended to quarrel with me, and then sent his lieutenant to sneak into Ulduar and took the Norgannon Disc, I was terrified.

I can't believe what will happen once Algalon returns to Azeroth and sees all this. A planet watcher like him is devoid of emotion. He will only act according to reason. He will definitely activate the furnace of origin. Reshape the whole world...I don't fear the punishment of the Pantheon, because the Pantheon has been destroyed! But I can't let Algalon destroy all of this!

I can't help it! Can you understand me? My brother, although I destroyed the guardian, I and Hela joined forces to imprison Odin, and I locked those brothers who disobeyed me in Ulduar , but I am still a guardian, I know, I can't just let it destroy the world like this, I can only join forces with Yogg-Saron.

Tyr is dead...the last threatening Guardian is dead.

Loken held his head in pain, like a lunatic:

But I'm in pain, I'm really in pain...

Loken's self-report made the three guardians in front of him not know how to deal with the traitor whose will had collapsed. Thorim's face was full of anger. Maybe the next moment he would swing his warhammer and smash Loken's head, but he didn't Doing that, even though Loken and his wife's forbidden relationship made Thorim furious, but looking at Loken who shrank in the corner and shivered in front of him, Thorim couldn't swing the hammer anymore.

Lai, the great guardian heaved a long sigh, he looked at Loken, and said in a deep voice:

My brother, we guardians, unlike our gods, we are not like mortals of flesh and blood, we are not like anyone...we are special, we are born with a heavy responsibility, And after losing the guidance of the Titans, facing the chaos in front of us, we will naturally have such thoughts and choices.

At the end of the day, we don't really have our own life and soul. Everything about us is created. Therefore, I don't blame you! Because after I knew the tragic truth, I also fell into self-destruction , I am not qualified to judge you on behalf of justice, because I myself am not justice.

Thorim, who was standing next to Rai, turned back Umir's war hammer, which was surrounded by lightning, and the Storm Guardian spat at Loken viciously, and he cursed:

You dark and sneaky bastard, I can't believe that a madman like you was born among us, murdering brothers, disrupting order, destroying the only reason for our own existence, what kind of monster are you... ah!

Facing Thorim's scolding, the disheveled Loken showed a mocking smile, and he muttered to himself:

I...I want to know too, brother...I also want to know, what the hell am I...

Are you willing to judge him? Brother, I give you this power!

Facing Loken's answer, Thorim, who was originally furious, suddenly lost his interest in revenge at this moment. He handed the Umir in his hand to Azadas, and he said:

Even if I beg you, kill him for me, don't let me see that madman's face, I can't believe that my former brother turned into what he is now...

Then let me come!

Azadas took Umir, the lightning-shining warhammer, and strode towards Loken. The guardian crouched in a corner, his will collapsed, and he was not afraid. On the contrary, looking at the murderous Azadas, Luoken Ken moved his body, knelt on the ground, raised his head, and faced the coming judgment with a strange calmness:

Come on, end it all, end my pain.

Azadas stood in front of Loken kneeling in front of him. The shaper looked indifferent. He raised the hammer in his hand and shouted:

This is for Chief Tyre! Loken, at the moment of his death, he still had hope in you... And you, you failed him! You failed your brother, you failed the only one A great man who is willing to give everything for this world...

With this, I am here to pronounce the sentence!

Loken! Betrayer... death penalty!

boom

The roaring warhammer slammed down, and the last pain on Loken's face froze in the midst of the splashes of thunder. Unprepared, the result of being hit on the head by Umir was that the head of the rock was scattered in all directions. A thought core that was muddy like a candle in the wind bounced and landed at the feet of the great lord, and was then picked up by Tyrion.

The great lord put the dim core of thinking in front of his eyes. In the halo of the Lightning Hall, he admired this perfect diamond, and he said softly:

Well... a satisfying revenge scene.

This ugly soul is mine...

What do you want that madman's soul for?

Thorim glanced at Loken's headless body, and asked with disgust on his face:

That disgusting thing, is it still kept as a collectible?

Crazy? You said he was crazy?

The great lord shook his head:

No, on the contrary, poor Loken is just too close to the sober truth. If you know the truth about the fall of the Titans, you will only behave worse than him...Thorim, don't forget, You are still in the probationary period, you can get your body back just because Lai and Azadas are guaranteeing you, if you finally disappoint me...

I don't mind reusing you too...

After finishing speaking, Tyrion heard the approaching screams coming from the hall, he waved his hand, reached out and pressed the lock button on the console behind him, from the planet of Azeroth. At this moment, the supreme authority of the soul completely locked the connection between the console of the Lightning Hall and the furnace of will.

The High Lord will not allow this thing to fall into the hands of mortals. This thing is too dangerous and too important. It must be contained by the Dark Blade Legion.

Okay! Go back, you can rest for a while, and then you will face the deep darkness in Ulduar.

Tyrion turned to the Guardians and said:

Your performance will determine the future of the rest of your compatriots, so if I were you, I would recharge my batteries and show my best side!

The arrogance of the great lord made the Storm Guardian a little unbearable, but now the situation is stronger than others, and he has to choose to bow his head, not to mention, Elune, the only remaining Titan among the stars, is still standing on Tyrion's side .

time to go!

The great lord waved his hand and opened the passage of the dead world, and he stepped into it:

Let the great and just coalition soldiers clean up this mess. They also need a victory to boost their fighting spirit.

I'm looking forward to their next performance...