Azeroth’s Death Track

Zera, Mother of Light, believed in destiny because she saw the last day of the disaster of the stars.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Dark Titan witnessed the void devouring the stars and became extreme. After destroying the Pantheon, Sargeras used brutal and fierce demons that would not be affected by the void to form the Burning Legion, wreaking havoc among the stars, destroying All the civilized worlds under this group of stars are used to defeat the ubiquitous minions of the void and prevent the world from being subverted by the void.

In the dark titan's plan, in the ashes of the extinguished stars, a perfect second season of cosmic civilization will be reborn under his protection.

Zela predicted all this a long time ago. She has also completely experienced the era of disasters. She has witnessed countless worlds being destroyed under the iron hooves of demons. That is the disaster of the stars. Everything is consistent with what she predicted exactly the same.

But Zela's prophecy not only saw the beginning of the disaster, she also saw the end of the disaster.

She saw the reunion of the souls of the Titans of the Pantheon destroyed by Sargeras under the struggle of countless heroic beings. In the ruins of the Pantheon, the Titans in the form of souls faced the Dark Titan. Sargeras, and Illidan, the son of light and darkness, also appeared as the assistants of the Titans.

The souls of the titans gathered all the power, sealed the pantheon forever, and sealed the mighty dark titan between the strongest cages of the stars at the cost of the annihilation of their souls, and Illidan... this is destined to The Son of Light and Darkness who has done great deeds will be the eternal jailer of Sargeras, and they will be put together in the cage that can never be destroyed.

It was a cruel fate, but it was also the best fate for Illidan, who was bent on destroying the Burning Legion.

The sealing of Sargeras means that the Burning Legion will be leaderless and lose its core spiritual leader. Those demons will not be as united as before. They will start fighting among themselves, and the huge Burning Legion will collapse from within. , and the disaster of the stars will also be completely ended.

Zera, the Mother of Light, believes in this destiny, which is why she must take Illidan away even if she brazenly breaks into Tyrion's territory...Illidan is the most important part of that future destiny, If his fate in Azeroth continues to be distorted by Tyrion, the black hole of fate, then Illidan will completely escape his future destiny, which means that the sealed perfect Sargeras that Zera saw In the future, it will be completely disintegrated.

That means that everything that Zela and the Legion of Light have done in the past long years will be useless.

This is unacceptable to Zela!

However, when facing Tyrion at this time, the slightly weird question raised by the high lord also hit Zela's biggest doubt...

In the perfect future she saw, in the illusion that Sargeras was sealed, she really didn't see herself...

Why didn't he appear in the scene of the final battle?

Could it be that before that, I had already...

No no no, that's not the most important thing! the most important is...

Why did Tyrion know so clearly the vision of the future she saw? Could it be that, as Tyrion said, he is the one who has really experienced the future? He is the only real prophet under the stars?

But this...how is this possible?

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boom

The terrifying long sword of death slashed across the platform of the Zenidar starship hall. The ghost warrior condensed by the great lord with the power of death is like a raging monster coming out of the abyss. Under the frantic slash, the interior decoration of the entire Zenidar spaceship and those defensive barriers were easily cut off, torn, and shattered.

This terrifying creature is the condensation of the essence of death. After being endowed with the will to fight by the great lord, it is like a cold structure golem. It will not feel pain, fear, or shrink back. Its huge The body is subjected to Zela's continuous bombardment of the holy light. As the naaru, the mother of the holy light can use almost all the holy light magic known in the stars. As long as Zela is willing, she can even use the holy light magic to purify an entire body. planet.

Of course, that would mean her Light's power would be drained...and her worst fate as a naaru.

whoosh

At the same time Zela bombarded the evil ghost warrior with the bright and boundless holy light spell, behind her, a powerful light pierced through Naaru's thick holy light shield like a sharp arrow, hitting the On her crystal-like body, the power of death contained in this light exploded at this moment, like some kind of virus, and like ink dripping into the water, Zela's crystal body full of holy light Bits of infection.

Snapped

The Mother of Holy Light felt the threat of the cold energy piercing into her body. Like a strong man with a severed wrist, she chopped off the infected crystal from her body with the lightsaber shining.

And at this moment, Tyrion's deep and hazy voice sounded behind Zela:

It hurts, right?

The sound at such a close range shocked the Mother of Holy Light. The power of the Holy Light in her body exploded like the sun at this moment. The scorching light caused the temperature in the spaceship hall to rise rapidly, and even Zenidar's crystal The consoles all showed signs of melting. The sun-like brilliance was used by Zela as a means of defense and counterattack, like a layer of the hottest shield, resisting the next attack of the great lord.

boom

The gauntlets covered with cold frost were buckled on the surface of Zela's sun shield, and the great lord walked out from the crack in the dead world. The huge death force rolled up a substantial ice blizzard, and the scorching temperature in the spaceship began to accelerate again. As he descended, his ten fingers clasped the surface of Zela's shield. Between the surge of death power, the scorching light curtain like the sun also showed signs of being torn apart.

Why don't you answer me, Zera

Like an old friend, Tyrion asked in a gentle voice:

Why don't you tell me, is there a place for you in the future you see?

Do you not want to answer... or are you afraid to answer?

This has nothing to do with you!

Zela's voice was no longer light and agile, and there was no floating sound like a chant in her voice. Between the collision of each other's forces, the Mother of Holy Light clearly felt the power of death possessed by Tyrion. The strength and coldness of power, as the ancestor Naru, she is not ignorant of the existence of the dead world, but unlike the void that is doing things everywhere in the stars, death appears to be very low-key and silent from the moment the stars are born.

The power that symbolizes the end is part of the foundation of the stars, but it has never tried to intervene in the war between the world and the void.

Tyrion was probably the first of the stars to be extremely active Lord of the Dead.

I will accept all the fate revealed by the holy light!

Zela's voice was accompanied by the continuous surge of holy light, which made the temperature of the sun shield outside her body holy again. At an altitude of 4,500 meters, the golden light shrouded the entire Zenidar spaceship became more and more bright , like a small sun hanging above the sky, which represents the anger of Zela and the gathering of the power of the ancestor Naaru.

On the ground battlefield below, the entire Borean tundra is illuminated by the golden sun in the sky. The temperature in this wilderness in the Arctic of Azeroth is below minus 10 degrees all the year round, but in this short ten seconds Here, the entire wilderness endured Zela's full blast of the sun's fire, causing its temperature to rise to an astonishing 30 degrees! And it's still rising.

The scorching high temperature continued to rise, and the evil ghost warrior gathered by the great lord with the power of death could no longer bear such a positive energy. It was like a snowman in the sun, and it was between a low roar. , as if being melted by the sun, it turned into strands of dark mist, and quickly returned to the body of the great lord.

The fingers of the high lord clasping Zela's shield tightly with both hands began to emit smoke like being scorched by flames, his cold face was illuminated, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

You said you would accept any fate? Even...death?

Then let me...satisfy you!

click

Zela's shield made a crisp sound, which made the Mother of Holy Light feel a strong threat. In the next second, two fingers mixed with the power of death that frozen everything and withered everything passed through the sun-like light. Dizzy, buckled on Zela's crystal body, the extremely cold flow of death ice, the black death frost derived from the invisible place, is like a glacier that extinguishes all flames, whistling and blowing the chill of the soul In the wind, it hit Zela's body as hot as the sun.

Your fuelwood is gone! Extinguish it!

In Tyrion's deep roar, the gate of the dead world opened behind him, and the endless power of death blessed his body, like an amnesty declaring the end. Between the light and shadow of black and white, a world A death weight as heavy as that of the sun was pressed on Zela's body, and almost at the moment of contact, the golden flame that was as hot as the surface of the sun was frozen between the black death frost.

Look into the eyes of death! There lies your final... destiny!

In the roar of the great lord's soul, under the manifested extreme power, the souls of the two lives are also engaged in the most brutal battle, and Zela's heart and soul like the sun are thrown into the tumbling darkness In the sea, those scorching rays of light were extinguished bit by bit by the phantom of death projected by Tyrion's eyes. The Mother of Light kept struggling, but like a drowning person, there was no other ending except sinking into the cold seabed.

Even the blazing fire of holy light was frozen...

After the interior of Zenidar's spaceship endured extreme high temperature, it also endured the impact of coldness close to absolute zero, which made the steel spaceship no longer able to withstand this extreme warm change.

Crack, click, click

Creepy and crisp sounds came from various areas of the spaceship. Under the collision of two forces, this powerful battleship seemed to have come to the end of its destiny.

As for Zela, who has directly withstood the impact of the power of the entire dead world, she turned into a body similar to a golden flame because of her rapid burning. Like steel, the beautiful golden crystal is already covered with fragmented cracks.

Rookies and newbies always fantasize about how cool, eye-catching, and exciting the battle between the bosses should be.

But none of those...

The closer to the essence of power, the easier it is to end the battle in the simplest way during the battle, the more powerful the master, the less fancy combat skills are in the battle, and the collision of pure essence power, It is the most shocking thing... But the more this kind of battle is, the less likely there are bystanders.

you lose.

The great lord, whose whole body was covered in cold white mist, took a step back. He released Zela's crystal body from his hands, but the moment he let go, the two crystal bodies seemed to bear a huge force. Like the impacted glass, it was annihilated in the hands of the high lord into shining powder of holy light, and then, like quicksand, it was scattered in the messy hall of the Zenidar battleship.

I lost...

The bleak voice of the Mother of Light resounded in this hall along with the rapid collapse of the entire crystal body. As the shattered Crystals of the Holy Light kept falling on the platform of the hall below, the body of the Mother of the Holy Light directly suffered from the The impact and vibration of the power of the dead world and the essence of the holy light completely destroyed her crystal body with that terrifying force, making it impossible for her to maintain a complete form.

In Zela's crystal body, the most core and largest shield-shaped golden crystal barely maintains a stable posture. It is the Heart of Light, the last remnant of Zela's naaru body.

But the destiny I hold on to has not been lost...

Zela said stubbornly:

I really didn't see myself in that future. Maybe before that perfect future came, I had already died in the war with the devil, but that was a worthy death. If my death can be exchanged for the final perfection of the stars fate, then, I will die with no regrets!

Really?

The great lord leaned back tiredly, and the cold death frost condensed behind his body into a throne of ice. He sat on the throne and looked at the Heart of Light floating in mid-air before him. The core of Shengguang seemed to see a stubborn woman trying to hold on to her last dignity.

It's a pity that her persistence is meaningless, just like the fate she seeks is meaningless.

Are you really going to die without regret? Zela, is the destiny you hold on to really perfect?

Tyrion waved his finger, and in the wreckage of the Zenidar spaceship hall, the smashed bottle of blood wine he brought was pulled by the force of death and fell into the hands of the high lord. Tyrion's other One hand was raised, and the white ice quickly condensed in Tyrion's hand, turning into a wine glass made of ice.

The high lord poured the last bit of blood wine into it, he shook the liquid in the glass, he looked at Zela, and after a while, he said:

You will die at the hands of Illidan... In the perfect destiny you thought, you tried to infuse Illidan with your own power to relieve the influence of evil energy on him, and let him really walk on the path you thought The way of the savior...don't lie to me, I know, you asked Chaldea to bring Illidan back to the Holy Light Legion, that's what you planned to do, right? You hope to cultivate the savior of the stars...

Zela didn't refute. Obviously, what the High Lord said was right. She really wanted to take Illidan away from Azeroth, and pour all her power of the Holy Light into Illidan at the Holy Light Legion's station.

But you will fail, because Illidan... he, like me, is not a man who believes in fate.

Tyrion sipped the blood wine that had lost its taste in the extreme temperature changes, and he said softly:

When you open your arms to Illidan, he will fight back, he will kill you... that is your destiny, Zera... everything you chase, in the end, is only for Velen and the Light The Legion added a little more of a will to fight against the enemy, and Illidan agreed to work with them, that's all...

You are worthless in death, just like the fate you cling to, it is worthless!

As for the perfect destiny you stubbornly insist on, Sargeras is sealed in the eternal Pantheon, and the Burning Legion falls apart. Is that the perfect result? Tell me, Zela, in the perfect future you think, there is no Sargeras, who will resist the void army that will eventually sweep the stars? Although it is cruel to say this, the existence of the Dark Titan is necessary!

Tyrion's questioning did not get an answer from Zela, and of course the high lord didn't need that answer.

He poured the last bit of blood wine in his hand on Zela's slowly dimming Heart of Light. He stood up, and in the surge of blue death mist, a handful of bright red lights shone like a blood moon. The blade appeared in his hand, he looked down at the heart of the Holy Light full of cracks, and whispered:

The so-called perfect destiny and future have never existed. All your efforts are just futile. I will not allow your so-called perfect future to appear. Fortunately, I have freed you from this sad fate. !

At least, I'll let you die like a warrior, like a hero...

Those who believe in fate will eventually drown in fate. Just like you, Zela, Elune will make good use of your legacy, your Holy Light Legion, which you will leave to the stars Best gift ever...now, let me say goodbye...

Tyrion swung his wrist, and the next moment, the blade glistening with blood fell down.

Farewell...my friend.