Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1720 88. Oh, my fish-lipped Odou-san.

"boom"

The bottom of the soul cage seemed to have been hit hard, causing the entire building to shake.

The impact was like an explosion, and Blake, who was holding a pipe and admiring the titan soul battle in front of him, was stunned for a moment.

He lowered his head and looked at the cracks that were extending on the ground at his feet, then squatted down and touched the edge of the cracks to feel the continuous low-pitched explosions in the ground, as if a crazy guy had activated an "earthquake generator" deep in the throne of Antorus. "Same.

The shaking continues to intensify.

If it continues to operate at this frequency, the entire throne will completely collapse within ten minutes.

"Damn Mimiron, I asked you to stop Jingaros, but I didn't ask you to 'dance' with it. None of these engineering masters have a right mind!"

Blake cursed fiercely and raised his head to look at the battlefield in front of him.

Guardians and mortal warriors, empowered by Sargeras' power, had suppressed the mad and weak Titan Soul.

With the assistance of Gorgonas the Howler, who was awakened by the Tidestone, they suppressed the flames of Forger Khaz'goroth, and with the help of the flames belonging to Lord Eonar extending from the shattered palace dome. The roots of the Tree of Life carry the Titan Soul of the World Forger away from this filthy place.

Aman'Thul and Norgannon continued to resist.

But compared to the madness during the previous war, the cosmic souls of the two titans seemed to have regained some sanity under Eonar's affectionate call.

They used their own methods to purify the corruption that the Destruction Witch Elders under Sargeras, who were best at corrupting, poured into their souls. They no longer attacked the warriors, but focused more on defense.

The intertwined corrosive energy was expelled from the spirit body of the Titan Soul amidst the sword slashes of the guardians and warriors. The speed of this progress was gratifying.

But not soon enough.

Blake calculated that at the current speed, it would take at least ten minutes to take the four Titan Souls away from Antorus.

He doesn't have that much time to waste here.

"Leyden."

The figure of the pirate disappeared with a whoosh, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the shoulders of the great guardian Lai who was constantly rubbing the divine lightning arrows to attack his creator.

He whispered to Lai:

"You continue here, I am going deeper into the throne to complete my mission, but I estimate that Aggramar will be back soon. I know this is difficult, but you guys need to stop him!

Until I complete the 'purification' of the heart of the world of Argus. "

"Purify? Use void to purify a filthy world?"

Lai stopped rubbing the lightning arrow and said in a low tone:

"Blake, you don't have to hide it. We have been dealing with the ancient gods for millions of years, and we know very well what kind of disaster the birth of an ancient god in a world with star souls represents.

Now please don't hide it, tell me honestly, are you going to devour this doomsday world of disaster? "

"Uh, okay, since you are so open and honest, I understand that I won't tell secrets. Although I am afraid that I will be beaten by you if I tell the truth, it is now time and there is no need for everyone to hide their true dark side."

The pirate rubbed his chin, blew out a smoke ring, and said to Lyden:

"Argus the Annihilator is the third member of the Dark Pantheon of Sargeras. We have all seen with our own eyes the power of Aggramar, and that was when the Guardian Titan was forcibly transformed into a weak man after the defeat.

But Argus was a Titan born from the cradle of a world contaminated by the evil force. Sargeras generously gave him "too much medicine" before he was born.

That is the ‘original sin’ of the Annihilator.

I really want to devour Him before He is born, but I would call this behavior 'purification' or 'redemption'. I would rather sacrifice Him to the void than let Him be with Lord Sargeras.

Of course, but my success or failure means trouble.

The former means that we may face an invasion of the material world by a Void Titan reborn by the Sunless Sea in a few epochs.

But the latter is worse.

If we don't care, Argus the Destroyer may jump out and give us a 'surprise' in a short period of time.

I am the Old God.

My perception of the star soul is as keen as all of you, and I can responsibly tell you that the Annihilator is about to awaken, maybe in a few days, or maybe in a few minutes.

It depends on our luck and His luck.

This is about choosing the less smelly one between two dumplings. Please forgive me for being vulgar, but I just chose the most appropriate metaphor. "

Blake let out a low, weird laugh, and said to Leyden seriously:

"Well, I leave this choice to you, my dear Great Guardian, you come and tell me what I should do. If you don't allow me to intervene in the last moments of the birth of the Annihilator, then I will take my head with me now He left Argus without looking back.

You can try your best to save the Annihilators, but I have no interest in burying this troubled world and the fearless warriors who remain here.

See, most of the time, I am a very considerate person.

Tell me, what do you want me to do? "

The Pirate Pirate blew out a ring of burning smoke. He stood on Raiden's broad shoulders and stared at the Great Guardian's one eye with wide eyes, waiting for his instructions.

This silenced Lyden.

This is a difficult choice, especially for the Titan Guardians who have been fighting the Old Gods for countless years.

"Why don't you ask your creators, dear Leiden, if you find it difficult to make a decision, why not ask professionals in the field of star souls?"

Blake made a "considerate" suggestion to the Great Guardian.

But Leyden shook his head.

He looked at the confused Titan Souls in front of him, and then looked back at Lord Eonar, the Mother of Life, who was trying his best to wake up his Titan brothers.

The leader of the guardians quickly made a decision. He gritted his teeth and whispered:

"The Creators are very weak and can no longer put them under pressure. If this is a mistake, then I will bear all the consequences! Go, Black, to prevent the birth of the evil Titan Argus.

If Aggramar comes back, we will buy you time even if we fight to the death. "

"Okay! It seems that after all this, you have finally become a qualified commander. Your creators will be proud of this."

The pirate gave a false praise, and when he waved the scepter of Sargeras and sent himself into the deepest part of the throne of Antorus, he did not forget to remind:

"When you take the Titan Soul away, take my dear mortal brothers with you. If you are trapped by Aggramar and his demons, inform Jarod and the Evil Horn of this World to release my 'final Weapons of decisive battle'.

But remember to let the trolls, elves and tauren leave early. I don't want to see them calling me an executioner and destroyer after the war.

My reputation is bad enough. "

After saying that, the pirate's figure disappeared into the soul cage of the Titans with a whoosh. With the help of Sargeras' scepter, he accurately sent himself into the crack leading to the heart of the world that was connected to the demon throne. In the valley.

The closer he got to the place surrounded by evil magma, the more Blake could feel the majesty of the Titan pressing down on him, almost making it difficult for him to move.

"Okay, okay, although I'm not ready to say goodbye to my handsome human appearance, it's time to give it a try."

The smelly pirate moved his shoulders in the burning place filled with evil magma. He coughed a few times, looked around to make sure there were no other bystanders, and then released his abyssal appearance again.

As the earth veins cracked and the magma rolled, the ferocious appearance of the "King in Black" appeared in the rift valley close to the birthplace of the world's star soul.

The pirate moves his huge body and spreads the thoughts of truth that have been suppressed to the outside world.

Those invisible psychic powers swept across the surrounding sea of ​​magma like strong winds, suppressing the scorching evil fire and allowing the magma to cool down quickly.

He moved the tentacles surrounded by thousands of snakes, shattered the barriers between the material world and the Sunless Sea, and caused the tide of the Sea of ​​Truth to wrap around his body of the abyss.

The God of the Abyss, wearing a broken cloak, was approaching the extremely hot heart of the world under tremendous pressure amidst the activities of the tentacles of the snakes. That thing was like a container that was giving birth to the God of Doom, like a creature that only existed at a conceptual level. "Egg" same.

Black's tentacles wrapped around the shell of the shaking World Heart.

He felt the cosmic life that was about to be born in it. Under the dim and gloomy hood, seven beating ash-colored light spots shone, and he whispered:

"I come, Argus, the Unkiller, and I spoke to you on Krokuun, when I promised you a future contrary to your destiny.

I gave you enough time to think.

I believe.

You have reached your own conclusion.

Come, come, annihilator.

Before you completely ruin everything, we have one last chance to change our destiny. Well, you want to talk? Very well, don't worry, I'll be generous and give you enough time to leave your last words.

But I don’t think there’s any need to be so pessimistic.

What you want to say to Sargeras, what you want to say to your Titan brothers, you can actually tell them yourself that fate is so generous to you.

No matter what kind of ups and downs you go through, you will always meet among the stars. "

——

"Buzz"

Far away from the final battle in the Antolan Wasteland, on the land of Mac'Aree, lies the ruins of the seat of the Triumvirate, which was once the glorious center of civilization in the world of Argus.

As the teleportation beam shone, the great demon Kil'jaeden appeared expressionlessly in the ruins destroyed by his own hands.

The beating fire wrapped around the Deceiver's arms and body, and with the flapping of its crimson demon bat wings, scorching balls of legion fire began to cling to the surrounding ground, igniting the place into a desperate battlefield.

Seeing the big demon appear, the mortal warriors who defeated the demon around the ruins shouted in unison. They raised their weapons but did not rush forward recklessly.

The fraudsters also pay no attention to these stupid, pathetic mortals.

It waved its claws, and several evil energy portals opened around the ruins. Large swaths of demons rushed out of them to fight with the excited mortals.

From the beginning to the end, Kil'jaeden's eyes remained fixed on the man on the other side of the ruins.

Velen!

The prophet of the eredar civilization, the spiritual leader of the draenei exiles, the only miracle that can be born on the land of Argus, and the brother who haunts the deceiver.

It stubbornly believes that this is a betrayer.

Not only did he betray his own world, but he also betrayed the pure friendship between men.

Velen also noticed Kil'jaeden's "downfall" when he appeared today.

Considering the Deceiver's status in the Burning Legion, even if it was transferred from the mountains and came here, it should not have only a lone demon starship to escort it.

In addition, the demons it summoned from the Twisting Nether are completely different from the elite legions summoned in the world of Draenor before. These wild demons surrender to the majesty of the Archdemon and are willing to dedicate their power to the Archdemon.

But their fighting power was so great that they were almost chased and chopped down by mortal warriors.

"you"

Velen frowned. He held the Toure Naru sign in his hand and scolded the fraudster who was walking towards him:

"What happened?"

"I just did what you always wanted me to do, my stupid brother."

Kil'jaeden laughed hoarsely, and the big demon moved his claws and said in a nonchalant tone:

"I betrayed the Legion, as you wished.

At this important moment, I stabbed the legion's heart with my own hands. I, who was supposed to be guarding the establishment and rise of the Dark Pantheon, gave up Sargeras' most valued treasure to a group of mortal rebels who didn't know what it was.

The Dark Titan won't let me go.

I was destined to die a terrible death.

But before I die, I think I should first resolve the grudges that have been entangled for tens of thousands of years between us. Only in this way can I go on the road calmly. "

"Why?"

Velen was shocked by Kil'jaeden's answer.

Even though he was a prophet, even after returning to the land of Argus, his prophetic ability was no longer blocked by Blake's changed fate, but he had never seen the scene before him in the silhouette of the future.

He asked:

"Are you doing it for... for me?"

"Haha, don't think you are so important, Viren! I am no longer the coward who was willing to give up my principles just for your words."

Kil'jaeden sneered and raised his claws, and the power of the shadow flow wrapped around the big demon.

A harsh sound like the wailing of eleven million souls echoed passionately in the ruins of the Seat of the Triumvirate, causing all mortals except Velen to cover their ears and retreat quickly.

Obviously, the Deceiver is unwilling to let these mortals interfere with its duel with Velen's brother.

"I just saw through my sad fate, but I am not a prophet. I cannot see all this in advance. I just used my own wisdom to infer Sargeras' ruthlessness."

The fraudster shook his head and said:

“I saw a future in which I, the eredar demons, and even the entire Burning Legion would be ruthlessly abandoned. You know, the first members of the Burning Legion were all prisoners captured by the Dark Titan himself.

That will also be our final destination.

After the Dark Titan completes the cleansing and rebooting of the stars together with his fallen brothers, those of us demons who have devoted everything to his cause will also be restored to our rightful place.

Even though Sargeras fell, he still adhered to his twisted sense of responsibility for the material stars. After he personally destroyed this fallen era and restarted a perfect star in his imagination,

Do you think He will allow demons who only know destruction and destruction to continue to roam free?

hehe.

I'll be the first one in the cage.

Being imprisoned in the darkest corner of the new universe, or being shackled, under the command of the Dark Pantheon, there will be a life-and-death showdown with the monsters emerging from the lightless sea at the end of the stars.

That kind of future.

Is there any dignity at all?

I gave my world to Him, and I did not give Him my all to secure a hopeless future. So, I betrayed.

Just like when you betrayed me, you stabbed Sargeras in the heart with vicious precision!

I don’t want to see the great deeds He forged with the bones of us demons come true. Haha, who made me such a vicious and crazy bastard? "

"I have never betrayed you, Kil'jaeden."

Viren whispered:

"I'm sorry we ended up where we are now."

"Stop being so hypocritically kind, it makes me sick!"

The Deceiver roared and charged towards Velen, roaring:

"Let me kill you, Velen! Let me fulfill this humblest wish before I die. We can't be brothers anymore, let's die together."