Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1579

"Fu is really an extremely critical situation."

On the dome at the highest point in Ulduar, Brian Bronzebeard looked at the Titan information launch pad in operation in front of him, and the reply code Alpha he placed on the launch pad. When the agreement was terminated, the old dwarf sat down on the ground.

Only then did he realize that his back was drenched in cold sweat.

But then, the old dwarf felt lucky to survive the catastrophe. He took out the dwarf pipe from his arms, lit it tremblingly, and used tobacco to relieve his inner tension.

He looked at the distant world from the highest point in the world, because Ulduar was taken back by the guardians, and after dispelling the long-term gloomy atmosphere here, he let the sun shine from the sky to the land of creation in the mountains, giving the magnificent Every Ulduar is cast with a golden glow, making it look sacred and legendary.

The sunlight gave the old dwarf excellent vision, allowing him to even see the Crystalsong Forest under the Storm Peaks and the Icecrown Glacier in the distance.

Brian took a deep breath of smoke rings. He recalled the excitement when he saw the magnificence of this world for the first time, and his state of mind at this time was different from the past because he had just experienced the disaster that almost destroyed the world. .

Especially Brian's awkward position at this point.

After all, it was he who started the crisis and ended it with his own hands, like a beautiful circle of destiny, which is a great cause for any explorer to write in his autobiography.

But to be honest, such a stimulating old dwarf really didn't want to try it again.

"Maybe I should retire?"

A thought rose in Brian's mind.

This was the first time he had a premonition that it might be time for his exploration career to come to an end. He knew his fault, and his irrepressible curiosity had already brought him a lot of trouble.

The experience of almost destroying the world this time was enough to sound the alarm for him, and in terms of the lifespan of a dwarf, Brian had already entered the end of his life, and he only had more than 150 years to live.

He did feel that he was a little bit restless.

"Moira's child will be born, the Bronzebeard family will usher in the next generation, I failed to be a good brother and a good prince, maybe I can be a good grandfather?"

The old dwarf was sitting on the coldest top of Ulduar, and he thought while puffing out smoke rings:

"Perhaps I can put together my own adventure stories, get a good writer to polish them up, and tell them to my grandson next to the burning fire.

Well, that's about as good an ending as an old dwarf who loves adventure and has traveled the world several times can have.

Well, it's decided! "

Brian breathed a sigh of relief. He patted the head of his pet monkey, Gribe, and said:

"After completing the expedition to Argus with Lao Zhou, I will officially retire! This will be the last expedition in my life, and I must be fully prepared."

And while Brian finally, mercifully, decides to give himself and this troubled world a chance, the conversations between the Guardians, the Old Gods, and the Star Saints in the Observatory are just beginning.

As the leader of the Guardians of Azeroth, Raiden told Algalon that the Pantheon had been destroyed and that the Titan's soul had been imprisoned in the world of Argus, the Felheart, after Algalon's injuries had recovered.

Obviously, the Guardians are planning to seek the help of Star Saint.

In the face of this bad news, Algalon was surprised, but his performance was much better than the other guardians who collapsed when they heard the news.

Although only the body shaped by starlight could not see the expression on his face, the pirate could feel Algalon's complicated inner activities at this moment.

He seemed to have guessed all this long ago.

After more than ten seconds of silence, the star saint from the stars shook his head, and he said in a low voice:

"Actually, this news has been circulated in Xingsheng's small circle long ago.

Legron, the bravest, strongest and most curious of our outstanding compatriots, once brought us back the truth about the disappearance of the Pantheon, but most star saints, like me, thought it was just a nonsensical rumor.

Although Star Saints are not directly shaped by Titans, we are the first group to follow the Pantheon to observe the world, and our connection with Titans is very close.

We can feel that the gods of the stars are still there, though weak, they are still alive.

So we continued to perform our duties for thousands of years, coupled with the ravages of the Burning Legion on the stars, the original united Star Saints were scattered throughout the stars, and we have not communicated for a long time.

As time goes by, the original unfounded rumors seem to be more and more confirmed, because if the Pantheon still exists, the Titans who shaped and protected the order would definitely not allow the Burning Legion to act so recklessly."

Algalon shook his head.

He leaned weakly in front of the control panel of the observatory, he was silent for a moment, and said:

"Then what are you going to do?

You just said that you already know that the Titan Soul is imprisoned by the Dark Titan in the Fel Heart of Argus. Are you going to venture into the stronghold of that demon in the material world?

With all due respect, you are sending yourself to death.

I once overlooked that terrible burning world, and I can tell you very responsibly that if you enter there with your current strength, you won't even be able to cause any waves in Argus. "

"We're not alone."

The Lord of War said in a deep voice:

"We have our allies, the Dragon Aspects, the Titans, and the warriors born of mortals, and the noble exiles from Argus, and we have warriors from another world to walk with us.

we have you

Your Excellency Algalon, I ask for the help of the star saints. Sargeras is corrupting the soul of the titans to form his dark pantheon. Lord Aggramar is the first victim. It is said that the world of Argus also has star souls killed. depraved.

We have to welcome them back to Azeroth, the land of order, before the other Titans fall into darkness. Only their return can help us defeat the demons who are coming in this world. "

"I"

Facing Odin's request, Algalon hesitated.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, the Star Saints are all creatures of the order camp, as he himself said, they have a very close connection with the Titans.

He's not afraid of demons, he's worried about something else.

Star Saints are a group of absolutely rational obsessive-compulsive disorder, they do not make decisions based on personal feelings, they will evaluate the situation and then make the most accurate decision.

His star-shrouded eyes looked at the guardians and the mortal warriors wearing titan armor around them. Muradin with his hammer and Dailin with the shield of Aggramar on his back proudly raised their heads and accepted the star saint review.

In the battle just now, the two of them cooperated with Dai Lin to withstand the attack, and then Muradin jumped up with the hammer in his hand and gave Xingsheng a hard knee.

The fierce fighting posture just now and the faint pain from his knee proved to Xingsheng that these flesh and blood mortals were not as weak as those in other worlds.

Together, they even have a powerful combat power comparable to that of the Titan Guardians.

Therefore, after a few seconds, Algalon looked away, and he said to Odin:

"Have you considered that you are the last force defending this world, once your expedition fails, Azeroth will lose all hope of self-defense.

Without you, this world would be as fragile as a baby in the swaddling legion before the Burning Legion. "

"No, your judgment is very one-sided."

Bo Laike, sitting on the console and smoking a pipe, suddenly said:

"Even if the mighty me and this group of guys who want to die die in Argus, Azeroth will still have the power to protect itself, don't you feel it? Lord Star Saint.

The power of death, which I introduced into this world, has flourished in Azeroth, and when the demons came to this land, the power of death grew for every person they killed.

If they want to completely occupy this world, they have to fight the indifferent death first.

And even if the death camp fails, doesn't this world still have the final means of restarting? "

The pirate grinned, a really crazy grin.

He slapped his butt off the console and said:

"After you leave, we will hand over protocol control of the Forge of Origination to the Lord of the Dead for protection.

If things go to the point of no help, then this failed era will follow billions of demons and their leaders to disappear into the stars.

A new, pure world will be reshaped, and the severely weakened Burning Legion will have to face the rise of the void, and they will not have time to trouble Azeroth again in a short time.

In the end, maybe everything will be destroyed, but under our control, the end of this destruction will be delayed for thousands of years"

"No, demons have never been a problem."

Xingsheng shook his head and emphasized:

"The real problem is that even without his demonic servants, Sargeras, the Dark Titan alone is enough to destroy it all."

"If I say that Sargeras is not a problem, will you think I'm crazy?"

The pirate grinned and murmured in a low voice.

Before Algalon could answer, he raised his hand, gestured to the guardians, and said:

"I need to have a private conversation with His Excellency Algalon about the last words that one of his compatriots entrusted me to convey. So, can you give us some time?"

Raiden and Odin looked at each other. The two leaders of the guardians silently led their brothers to push them outside the observatory. Dailin glanced at the stinky pirate and left with his good brother Muradin.

As the gate of the observatory closed slowly, the pirate coughed, took out the ticket book of the Naglfar, which had not been used for a long time, and handed this seemingly inconspicuous thing to Olga Long.

Xingsheng took the blood-stained creation in surprise, he carefully discerned the faint breath in it, and after a few seconds, he said:

"This belongs to Hablon? But didn't my long-disappeared compatriot long ago?"

"He died, twice, no, three times."

Bu Laike exhaled smoke rings, and told Algalon the original story of Hablon and Hela, and he concluded in a low voice:

"When Hablon learned of the destruction of the Pantheon, his will to serve the stars broke.

That was his first death.

When he accepted the bewitchment of Hela and the exiles of the Maw, and was determined to wash the world with the power of death to resist the invasion of the evil energy of the Burning Legion, his belief in order collapsed.

That was his second death.

In the open seas of Zandalar, when he was pierced by me through the core of the astral body, and finally realized that what he had done in the past was a pathetic contribution to a gang of evil plots, his heart and his cursed life were completely lost.

That was his last death.

Before he died, he asked me to summon you here, Algalon.

He told me that you are the bravest and wisest individual among all star saints, he wanted me to tell you his sins, and he wanted me to tell you not to repeat his mistakes.

He told me to ask you not to give up, even if all the truth tells you that you should give up, but you can't give up!

To be honest, I will carry out the plan of the expedition to Argus with or without you. In my opinion, there is always a 50% chance of success, but if you don’t do it at the beginning, then what you get is 100% fail.

No one will force you, Xingsheng.

But I think you should give it a try, what if it works?

You are different from those guys like Odin Layden who are desperate and desperate.

You are a strange star saint, the six forces welcome and want you to serve them, and you have choices in any situation. "

"My reason is telling me not to listen to your demagogues. It says you must be a very deceitful person. Worst of all, you are weaving a lie out of hope, which keeps people whose eyes are clouded by darkness from uttering. any doubts."

Algalon held the blood-stained ticket book in his hand, and said in a low voice:

"Like all my people, I have seen countless worlds consumed by the flames of the Creator, and the people in those worlds were lost forever without even a cry of mourning.

The transition from birth to destruction of those planets is just a flick of a finger, and I am their 'executor'.

After the chaotic era of demons ravaging the stars, the destruction of the starry sky has become the norm, and I feel that I am living in an era where rebirth and destruction coexist.

But from beginning to end, I was never moved

I don't feel anything. "

"stop!"

Bu Laike made a gesture of reaching out to interrupt, he yawned and said:

"Hablon also said this before he died, you don't have to repeat to me that you star saints are a group of ruthless observers without emotion.

I just need your answer, to go, or not to go? "

"That's what I'm going to say next, Bu Laike Shaw, amazing mortal."

Xingsheng, who was beaten and bruised all over his body, smiled weakly. He looked at the starlight projected by the observatory in front of him and said:

"Hundreds of billions of lives were destroyed, either because they were separated from the perfect blueprint of the Titans, or because they were unable to resist the invasion of demons and chose to join the evil side.

I rarely see rebels.

Whether it is against the Creator, or against the Destroyer who is impossible to win.

But you are an exception, this world is an exception.

I have rarely observed the activities of those mortals before the world was destroyed. I am curious, are all the civilizations that have disappeared as strong as you?

Do they all love life as much as you do, and can swing the sword at the Creator and Destroyer for their own existence and the existence of the world?

You are not perfect.

The era you live in is based on the destruction of the age of mythology and the shaping of the curse of flesh and blood. It can be said that the collapse of order and the blessing of the void jointly shaped you.

But perhaps it is this kind of imperfection that enables you to get rid of the blueprint of creation, the uninhibited will to grow freely, and therefore have the ability and determination to change those inevitable fates that seem inevitable.

I know that many of the perfect beings created by the Titans in the past have failed in various ways, and you have still been able to move on.

Perhaps Hablon’s final remonstrance also wants me to convey this point. Perhaps, we can no longer trust our own cold and accurate calculation results. "

Having said that, Algalon raised his head, and under the gaze of Bu Laike, he took out a brilliant astral crystal and threw it into the blooming black hole in front of him.

He said:

"I will gather as many of my people as I can to join you in this crusade of salvation, but until I make my decision, my reason still tells me I have done something stupid.

You say, miraculous mortal, how should I answer the persuasion and scolding of my reason? "

"Tell it to let it sleep for a while."

Bo Laike jumped off the console, flexed his shoulders, and said to Algalon:

"It's not a good thing to be absolutely sane at all times, it means that your life has been following boring rules, it means that there are no highlights and highlights in your life that can be recalled.

I don't envy idiots.

But once in a while, we have to let our sensibility get the better of us, and there's nothing wrong with being a chump going backwards in a time of stellar chaos, right? "

(end of this chapter)