Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1966 94. The End of Eternity【616】

A flaming giant stands in the sacred place left by the mysterious Firstborn.

In this place that is shaped by mountains, hills, lakes, swamps and forests, even the burning fire of the dark titan Sargeras is unable to ignite everything that exists here.

It can only be said that the legendary Zaresantis is indeed a magical place. It can be connected to every force of the six forces but is not affected by any force.

This is a place beyond reality, a place that even time cannot affect.

In the ruins of the Firstborn's palace, which collapsed due to the destruction of the grand plan, Lord Sargeras was "discussing" with Zoval about conspiracy and exploitation.

Mr. Sa was using his sword to ask questions.

However, he was only one step away from victory but was ruthlessly destroyed. In the end, Warden Zoval, who lost everything, knelt down in the ruins in despair.

He seemed to be indifferent to everything and was filled with a tragic sense of being a lost dog in life.

Black and Aggramar stood not far away.

They were admiring the scene in front of them, and above and around them, the void cracks that caused the chaos in the Force due to Zoval's reshaping were also closing.

The Void Lords of the Sunless Sea are cheering for the Silent One.

They witnessed how Black and his "minions" prevented a conspiracy that endangered the universe, which was enough to make Lord Evil God the hero of the Sunless Sea.

Of course, in that void land, becoming a hero would not bring him any more substantial benefits.

But being praised by a group of cunning and asshole Void Lords was also a strange experience for Blake. He held a pipe in his mouth, waved his hand at the slowly closing void rift above his head and shouted:

"Remember to send people to the Abyss, you bastards. The battle against the Death Force will begin there. I will rush there. Send more powerful guys. Don't embarrass our void forces."

Aggramar sat on the remains of a destroyed automaton in the ruins, the frail titan watching Black's conversation with the Void Lords.

An arcane creature like him should have fought to the death with the creatures of the void, but at this moment Aggramar was surprisingly peaceful.

It seems that after preventing the Warden from reshaping the universe, He has become abnormally Buddhist and no longer cares about the changes in everything around him. He is waiting for Lord Sargeras to clear up his grudges with Zovar before talking to his own. Ancient brothers say their final farewells.

But besides these two guys, there is another guy who was brought here.

The cosmic soul of the eldest daughter Gristia was suspended on Blake's shoulders in the form of a perfect soul stone. After experiencing the thrilling battle just now, she finally had time to observe the crumbling "hometown" in front of her. ".

At the moment when he saw the entire Holy Tomb of the First Begotten accelerating its collapse, the soul of the Eternal One, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke:

“This place is still the same as when we left. It seems that time has never taken effect here. I still remember the time when Zoval and my other brothers and sisters walked in this magnificent place before the Firstborn left.

At that time, we did not have the power, identity and status we have now. We were just servants of the First Born, no different from these automatons.

But we didn't have so many worries at that time.

We can get excited all day long simply by hearing about the First Creator's plan for the universe, and do our best to imagine the perfect future that was planned.

Unfortunately, we ultimately know that nothing in this universe is perfect. "

The eldest daughter fell silent.

After a few seconds, she asked Blake, who was smoking a pipe:

"Your Majesty the Silent One, can you tell me why Zoval has come to this point? He clearly wants to do the right thing. He and we are both astute. He was the first to discover the existence of the First Creation's plan for the universe. defects.

He is the bravest of us.

When we all surrendered to the rules and were unwilling to take action, He was the first to stand up.

But why have things come to this point? "

Blake was noncommittal about his eldest daughter's doubts.

He didn't even bother to cast his gaze on this land he was extremely familiar with. He just turned his head and watched Sargeras, not far away, coldly pull out the Dark Ripper sword from Zoval's chest.

The Warden knelt at the feet of the Dark Titan, who did not resist the execution sword.

And at the moment when the heart carrying the godhood was shattered, those cool hard steel armors were like "ebbing tide", constantly dissipating from Zoval's body, and even his cold appearance with a big bald head was also disappearing.

All the light of life is being stripped from this defeated Eternal.

He is losing the meaning of his existence.

Transforming from the image of Zoval to the mechanical form of his most primitive arbitration prototype, his arms and legs have returned to the dim, geometric posture of a divine vessel made of phantom phosphorus.

He is dying.

Death in the true sense, even the eternal soul of the universe is dying.

With the evil god's vision, he naturally knew that the Warden could not be Lord Sargeras's opponent. Before, he was curious about how long Zoval could hold out in front of the Dark Titan?

It is said that the arrogant Emperor Denathrius has been killed by Sargeras with one sword blow. Perhaps Zoval, who has gained the power left over from the Firstborn, can last until three sword blows?

Facts have proved that Blake's guess was quite accurate.

If you don't count the first sword that Sargeras struck at the reshaped grand blueprint in the duel just now, the battle between him and Zoval was indeed decided by three swords.

Of course, this is because Zoval did not resist anymore due to his mental breakdown, but instead wanted to die in a decadent manner after losing all goals in life.

Otherwise, considering the warden's combat prowess, which has mastered the miraculous power of command, he can still resist for a while even if he faces the silent yet murderous Lord Sargeras.

After all, it is a large version of the end-of-level BOSS, representing the highest combat power in the Shadow Kingdom. Even if it is not as powerful as the Dark Titan to suppress everything, it cannot be dismissed casually.

"Are you wondering why Zoval is in this situation?"

Black took off his pipe, moved his shoulders and walked towards the dying warden. As he moved forward, he said to the soul stone suspended on his shoulders:

“I can’t imagine that apart from this ending, does Zoval have another choice in his life?

When He realized that there were flaws in the plan of the First Born, but did not think about facing the reality that the conflict between the six forces had taken shape and instead chose to pursue a once and for all solution to the problem from the source, His end was already doomed. "

The Evil God glanced at the majestic palace of the Holy Tomb of the First Born that collapsed like quicksand in front of him. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"To put it bluntly, this is the choice of the will of the universe.

The First Creatures are indeed the oldest beings in this universe, and they do possess the powerful power to reshape the universe, but the fact that they call themselves the First Creation rather than the Shapers already illustrates the problem.

It was this universe that gave birth to them, not them that created this universe.

Like the first child to wake up in a cradle, they cannot claim this cradle as their domain just because the others in the cradle have not yet woken up.

They knew that they could never eliminate the birth, conflict and dynamic balance of the six forces, so the Firstborn left an unfinished grand blueprint and did not continue to advance this plan.

They left this power sealed in this place, and expelled you and asked you never to come back again, because they knew that this was an attempt destined to fail.

But Zoval tried to try again on the path that had already failed. "

Black stopped talking and looked at Sargeras, who was standing there looking at the collapsing reality in the distance. He turned to the silent eldest daughter and said:

"As for planning a perfect blueprint and trying to create a perfect future for the universe of stars, you can ask the burning handsome guy next to you to see what the final result of the Pantheon's advancement of the material stars is?

The evolution of life cannot be planned, and the so-called 'perfect blueprint' never exists. "

After saying that, the evil god walked up to Zoval with a pipe in his mouth.

He looked at the warden in front of him, with most of his body returning to the mechanical form of the Arbitration Prototype, and he looked at the eyes filled with broken light.

He said:

“The Firstborn left this power probably to give this universe a last chance to make a choice, so that when the entire universe enters irreparable collapse, we can restart the universe through this unfinished blueprint.

I found that these guys who always like to think of themselves as ‘creators’ have surprisingly consistent ideas.

The Titans left the Forge of Origin in Azeroth, which restarted the world, while the Firstborn left Zaresantis in the Shadow Realm, which restarted the universe.

Their ideas are very good.

But the power of hope they left behind will always trigger crises one after another. Idiots like you who think they are doing good things will always act out of their temper and make things worse and worse.

so."

Blake stretched out his hand and placed it on the warden's cold mechanical shoulder.

He whispered:

"If you still have another life, if you still want to help the world in your own way, just do it for my sake.

Don't help, okay? "

Black's sarcasm restored some sanity to the dying Zoval.

He raised his head with difficulty, and in the gaze of the eyes of his head that had not changed at the end, he stared at Lord Evil God with the scattered light in his eyes, and murmured to himself:

"A divided universe cannot be fought against"

"puff"

The cold blade of sorrow pierced forward.

The stab from Zoval's left eye came out from the back of his strong skull, interrupting this last reminder or warning in his unfinished words.

The evil god looked indifferently at the cold corpse that had completely lost its last consciousness and returned to the arbitration prototype. He straightened his back, blew out a smoke ring, and said:

"Then let them come!

Let those crises come, let those enemies come!

Their arrival will reunite this universe that you see as fragmented.

We will form an army just like we did against the Burning Legion, just like we did against you. After a hearty battle, we will either win or die with dignity.

And the unified universe without conflict in your imagination will eventually drown like a pool of stagnant water in the childish pursuit of boring perfection. "

Blake held the hilt of the sword, raised his left foot and stepped on the pierced head of the warden. He pulled out the Blade of Sorrow with all his strength, shaking the blood drops from the blade. At the moment when he put the sword away, he said softly:

"You who can't even accept the flaws of reality and only want to create a perfect dream to escape will not understand how powerful those warriors born in conflict can explode when protecting the things they love.

Sorry, you're probably a person who wants to do good.

But unfortunately, this universe does not need a savior who thinks he is perfect. "

After saying that, the pirate raised his head and shouted to Sargeras who was about to leave here:

"Hey, Lord Sargeras, this holy land is about to collapse. It will be forever shattered in the realm outside the six forces, and I know that there are still many powers left by the Firstborn here.

For example, the power of domination that Zoval uses can control all souls. It is said that even void evil objects cannot resist that domination.

Aren’t you excited by your commitment to returning the material stars to purity? "

"I have just escaped from a conspiracy that has lasted for countless epochs. I have just escaped from being a puppet. I don't even know how I will return under the stars in the future."

The Dark Titan looked back at Black and said:

"So just think of it as me begging you, put away those damn plots of yours, and let me enjoy this rare peace."

"Okay, okay, I'm just making a suggestion."

Blake shrugged.

He looked at Zaresantis, whose surrounding borders had begun to disappear. He thought for a moment and asked:

"Then where are you going next? Going to the Maw to participate in the five forces' suppression war against the force of death? I'm not telling you that it's a bit of a violation of the rules for a player like you to appear."

"Not interested in."

Sargeras moved his burning wings, and his nostrils spurted out burning fire. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

"I will return to the boundary between the material stars and the Sunless Sea. You void evil beings can never even think about setting foot on the material stars. As for my legion, they have their duties to fulfill.

Each of the six forces has authority.

Perhaps it's time to return the realm of fel to purity. "

"Well, it's good to learn to be the God of Fel, just like my boss, Ms. Elune. Don't think about fighting and killing all day long. Control the growth of the Force and don't let the Twisting Nether become the next Shadow Kingdom. .

Just for the sake of the future of this universe, I don't want to see another imbalance in the Force. "

The pirate rubbed his chin, glanced at Sargeras, and whispered:

"You know, there is actually not only one Zaresantis in this universe. Those Firstborns really left us with a lot of trouble before they left."

"Um?"

The Dark Titan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the Evil God with a serious look, and he said:

"You mean, there is such a Holy Land for the First Born in the Evil Energy Realm?"

"I have no idea."

Blake spread his hands, shrugged and said:

“I’m just saying it’s a possibility.

We only destroyed the Holy Land of the First Born in the Death Realm. There may be similar things in other realms, so you won’t have to worry about having nothing to do in the next many years, right? "

The Dark Titan nodded.

If Black's reminder is true, then He will indeed be very busy in the next few days. One Zaresantis almost reshaped the universe. How about five more?

Fortunately, only he and Blake know this secret now.

"Take care of Aggramar for me."

Before leaving, Sargeras glanced at his brothers who were sitting in the ruins admiring the collapse of this holy land. He said:

"I owe Him a lot."

"Hey, you have to pay for asking people to do things."

Blake showed an expression that made people want to punch him, rubbed his fingers and made his signature movements, and said in the background of the holy land that had begun to completely collapse:

"What's more, this kind of backdoor relationship is about arranging a 'good job' for your old brother after his death. Even if the Shadow Kingdom is under control, it is difficult for me to do it."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

The Dark Titan nodded seriously.

The next moment, the burning Dark Ripper sword pierced the ground in front of Black's eyes with a bang. Sargeras stared at him condescendingly and said:

"So, it's appropriate that the reward is your life, right? What do you think? The first Void Evil God in history who is about to escape from my sword."