Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Black wanted his Titan's good luck die to look a little cooler, and his request was quickly granted.

After all, the Titan Souls are shameless. After the pirates commanded the mortal warriors to rescue them from the torture and imprisonment of Sargeras, they indeed owed a huge favor.

According to what the Titan Souls have learned from various aspects of world information in recent days, if you owe the Pirates a favor and do not intend to repay it, something very serious will definitely happen.

Now being able to repay this dangerous favor by helping Black make an artifact is a great thing for the Titans.

As for the last upgrade of the Good Luck Dice, the process was lackluster.

This peculiar pirate artifact has been planned in advance by Blake and designed a very simple improvement route. It only requires the Titan Souls to inject a trace of their own force into it and bless it.

It is a power that is in line with the Titan Guardians, and it takes almost no time to adapt. The good luck die placed in Blake's hand emits a more mysterious red light under the blessing of the Titan Souls.

Blake was very pleased with this.

Although his current rank no longer really needs such a die to improve his combat effectiveness, but as a pirate who is accustomed to avoiding unnecessary battles, there is a very entertaining, lethal and extremely deterrent die. The artifact can still help him avoid a lot of trouble.

And this thing is beautiful.

After it completes the final upgrade, when the crystal clear dice is rotated in the palm of the hand, there will always be a majestic gesture belonging to a certain Titan Soul flashing across the surface of the dice in abbreviated form.

"Cool, I like this little thing."

Blake put it to his mouth and blew in, then put it to his ear to listen to its crisp sound. He stared at the little baby, and the words belonging to it quickly appeared in front of him:

Name: Symbol of the Pantheon of the Quiet One

Quality: Artifact·Titan Forging

Soulbound: Blake Shaw

Item effects:

1. The arrival of the Pantheon:

Roll the dice to summon different Creator Titans according to the final points to bless the user and their allies, or directly participate in the battle.

The Titan Combat Blessing effect lasts until the end of the battle.

The designated target becomes the [Old Enemy] of the Titan Creator, and they will participate in the battle until the [Old Enemy] surrenders or dies in battle.

2. The hand of fate:

The Quiet One will occasionally cheat when rolling the dice, causing the dice to be valid twice. When the total number of the dice is equal to or greater than eight points, he summons the two Titan Creators to intervene in the battle.

When the sum of the dice is greater than or equal to ten points, four Titan Creators are summoned to join the battle.

When the sum of the dice equals twelve, all Titan Creators are summoned to join the battle.

Notice:

When a Quiet One faces a life that disgusts him, the probability of cheating increases. When facing a life with good intentions, the Quiet One will not choose to cheat.

When the Quiet One is very interested in the target and wants to see a lively battle among the gods, his cheating probability increases to 100%.

Item description:

Don't mess with the Quiet One!

If you must provoke him, make sure he is in a normal mood when fighting! It's very important that you don't let him get interested in you if you want to survive.

"This die has a mysterious connection to our state of being, Silent One."

While Black was admiring his precious dice, the mysterious Titan Norgannon said:

"It will be strong when we are strong, and it will lose its most dazzling power if we fall. Judging from the fact that you know this but still choose to let us help you shape it, I can basically confirm that you do not want us to disappear. Among the stars.

I have to say, based on your previous experiences, the way you express kindness to others is always beyond expectations. "

"Well, don't be so confident, my dear Lord Norgannon."

The pirate whistled and said to the Mysterious Titan:

"Your previous series of irrational actions still made me angry.

Maybe I will let the dark thoughts in my heart explode, imprison the essence of you creators in a dark little room, and let you keep fighting for me until the material world completely collapses. "

"Blake, you just said you would never make such heart-wrenching and nasty jokes again."

Master Eonar, the Titan of Life, walked down the stairs from the height of the tree, leaning on a walking stick of life. She said to Blake in a helpless tone:

"I thought you were here to get down to business, but we've already wasted too much time."

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

The pirate waved his hand, coughed a few more times, and his expression became serious. He pointed to the sky and said:

"The bad news is that I have confirmed that Lord Sargeras has set out from the border of the material world and is heading towards Azeroth across the star sea. Although I have not seen the billions of demons following him, it is not difficult to imagine that for the evil As far as the Lord of Energy is concerned, all it takes is one summons, and all the demons in the entire material star sea will swarm in.

There may not be much time left for us. "

"30 to 45 days."

Aman'Thul touched his beard and said in a deep voice:

"This is the time it takes for a Titan to travel across the star sea at normal speed. If Sargeras is filled with anger and an uncontrollable desire for destruction, then this time will be shortened.

But if He is gathering His legions, time will be extended.

Silent One, based on my observations of the world of Azeroth these days, I don't think you can complete full mobilization in such a short period of time.

Do you need me to buy you more time with the Titan artifacts I left behind in Azeroth? "

"Uh, yes, but I don't think it's necessary."

Blake rubbed his forehead, picked up his pipe and said:

“In matters like fighting against Sargeras, numbers have never been the first factor to consider. His demonic servants are just the icing on the cake. Even without the demons, the Dark Titan can easily destroy the world.

Although he has always longed to obtain the star souls of this world to form his own dark pantheon, who knows what terrible things Lord Sargeras will do in his rage.

Rather than the full mobilization of the mortal world, I am more concerned about what kind of state you can restore yourself to in such a long time?

There is some pure Titan energy over there in the Origin Forge that you can drink like an 'energy drink'. Maybe this will speed up your recovery?

Do you want Ulduar to create a temporary body for you to use? "

"It's not necessary."

Wearing white robes and having strong bronze skin, World Forger Kazgoros sat on his wooden throne, shook his head and said in a deep voice:

“Our cosmic soul is too heavy, the makeshift body will only be crushed, and a month to a month and a half can only save us from the weakness caused by tens of thousands of years of torture.

It is impossible to rival Sargeras, the Silent One.

We have already tried it in the world of Nylan. Although Sargeras adopted sneak attack tactics, after seizing the evil force, the destructive power of the Dark Titan has been increased to the limit of this material star.

We cannot defeat Him.

Even stopping Him is difficult.

Our only victory may be to summon the ruins of the Pantheon among the stars of Azeroth and seal the Dark Titan away with the supreme power of the arcane realm. "

"Ah, my dear friends, that is indeed a solution, but it is a terrible idea! You will die from it and return to the arcane force completely.

This means that the artifact I just got will become an expensive piece of scrap metal, and I don't like this choice. "

Blake shook his head and looked at Eonar, and he said:

"Ms. Eonar, I thought we had rejected this death proposal?"

The Life Titan didn't answer, and Norgannon in front of Black said:

"According to my calculations, this is the only way we have a chance of winning. After we sacrifice ourselves to seal Sargeras, you and your world only need to resist the invasion of demons.

This shouldn't be impossible for you, after all, you've already done it once in Argus.

The only problem now is that you sent Aggramar to the Shadow Realm, so we need your help to open the ruins of the Pantheon. "

"I reject!"

Blake shook his head and said:

"As for the reason, I have emphasized it before. I don't want my investment to go to waste. More importantly, your pursuit of victory has fallen into the sinister calculations of the conspirators.

The point of this battle is not to win!

Folks, this fight is about destroying the conspiracy that will doom us all and everything we care about.

I mean, I'll be in charge of the most difficult part.

Titans, just bless this world with your might and allow my warriors to drive the demons back into their Twisting Nether with minimal casualties.

Oh, by the way, I need Lord Aman'Thul to do me a favor. "

The pirate pointed to himself and said:

"I am a void god now, and time magic has no effect on me at all, but now I need to go back ten thousand years ago. I think only you can send me back there by using your artifact, the Eye of Aman'Thul. .”

"Ten thousand years ago?"

This sensitive time point made the Mysterious Titan and the King of Gods blink at the same time. The wisdom in the souls of these two Titans almost instantly tasted the pirate's intention of choosing this time point.

Aman'Thul stared at him and asked:

"Are you trying to avoid some of the forces that are now paying attention to you?"

"No, no, it's not as complicated as you think, my dear King of Titans."

The pirate waved his hands and said kindly:

"I just want to go there to meet my wife and rekindle the love I lost trying to help you. It doesn't matter if you don't want to help. Just leave a void god with an empty heart who will go crazy one day to rot here. , maybe one day I will drink too much and get hurt, and I will choose to destroy the world in the sadness of missing my wife.

But what does it matter? I think the world will understand the choice of the Exalted Titans. "

"I didn't say I wouldn't help!"

Aman'Thul shook his head and said:

"You don't have to be so threatening, Silent One. I'm just worried about the forces that are paying attention to you. Your disappearance in this era will undoubtedly attract their attention."

"Didn't I do this? Do you really think I was wasting your time?"

The pirate grinned, tossed the Pantheon good luck dice in his hand, and said:

"This thing has my divine aura, and I also have a backup of my consciousness. In this era, I only need to combine the two to create a realistic illusion of my own.

I will arrange for my evil pets to roam around the world. All you have to do is don't let those bastards find out that I have disappeared. I think this job should be easy for you.

I'll get back as soon as possible. "

"So you were prepared?"

Norgannon's eyes that seemed to reflect the stars looked at Black, and he asked seriously:

"You have long expected that you would face the current scene, so you made arrangements in advance? You and the Eternals have never been close collaborators?"

"Look at what you said. If you really know me, you will know that I will never be intimate with anyone. Trust is the knife handed to you by your own hands.

To me, it is very dangerous to give trust so casually to a group of people who hide their heads and tail.

Rounding it off is tantamount to suicide. "

The pirate snorted and continued to sell his dark wisdom.

He said to the Titans:

“This is a game where the past, present and future are intertwined. If you want to win the future, you must first settle the past. I want to use a prophetic approach to solve this unsolvable dead end we are facing.

Trying to turn enemies into friends. Well, trying to change the direction of the sword that is stabbing us and plunge it into those bastards who are watching the fun and taking advantage of it.

When the conspirators realize that the thick walls can no longer protect them, the cowards themselves will be in disarray without us having to do anything more.

Okay, that's all I have to say.

Is there anything else you want to ask? If not, we can start taking action. "

"About the world, Lord Black."

The roarer Gorganes, who had been silent until now, spoke at this moment:

"About the sleeping world soul, about our sister with an astonishing talent that is second to none even among the Titans. After N'Zoth surrendered herself, the source of this world's corruption has dissipated, and we may be able to begin to heal her.

In this way, when demons attack, your warriors will be blessed by the World Soul on your land.

Just like the demons used the power of Argus to be reborn in the Twisting Nether, with the help of the World Soul, it will be much easier for you to resist the demons. "

"Okay, let's do it!"

Blake said in surprise:

"Do you think I'd say no to such a great thing?"

"That's the problem, Blake."

Eonar said in a tangled tone:

“One world cannot bear the weight of two gods.

As a creature of Azeroth, you have completed your ascension to the gods. If you decide to stay in this world for a long time, then the star soul of Azeroth will be suppressed and enter a sleep that almost stops growing.

If we are to heal the World Soul, then you have to withdraw your influence from the world.

It may be difficult to understand this. You can think of a world where the star soul has not yet been born as a small pond. The water it can carry and the life it can breed are both limited.

The carried water and life in turn support the pond itself from collapsing.

The birth of the Star Soul is closely related to the civilization it hosts in the world. She draws nourishment from the rise and prosperity of civilization, but after you return to Azeroth, those who know your name and your story will pay attention to them. Put power on you, and mortal civilization will revolve around your will.

If the star soul does not receive the nourishment of civilization, it will wither. "

"The gods live in the sky, Blake, this is a saying in your world."

Aman'Thul then said:

“Becoming a god does not mean that you are superior to other creatures on the personality level, but the impact of your power and existence on the world is real.

The gods have their own kingdom.

We originally used the arcane force to create the Pantheon, a dimensional realm higher than the material world, just to prevent our existence from affecting the development and evolution of the material stars too much.

You should probably do the same.

Whether it is the Sunless Sea or the Pantheon of Life, you have to choose one, or you can shape a kingdom for yourself. We are willing to teach you this knowledge for free.

Please believe us, leaving this world at the right time will be best for you and her.

You can leave your own message, a shrine, a fantasy or a ray of eternal consciousness, but your existence must be kept at a distance from Azeroth.

This world is destined to be the cradle of a Titan, and this is her mission. "

"Well, indeed, Lord Void and Ms. Elune have both made similar suggestions to me. This shows that you are not deceiving me."

Blake rubbed his chin and squinted his eyes and said:

“But I feel that you are saying this at this time because you are afraid that I will do something dangerous to the little star souls in this world, combined with the secret of the star container that you revealed to me before.

Well, I get it!

Are you worried about me snatching the world body of Azeroth's star soul? Wow! You Titans are so vicious! I have never thought of such evil thoughts.

But if you think about it carefully, it’s really tempting.

Who would have thought that the perfect thing I had been looking for would be right at my feet. "