Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1750 118. Ha! The Belated Eternal End of the Age of Mythology

In Farondis's laboratory, the purple void cocoon trembled like a living thing. It seemed to have its own breath, sucking in air and exhaling it as something darker.

This directly caused the breath in the laboratory to be suppressed, and even the magic lights became dim.

The shadows on the ground are elongated and entangled, especially the reflection of the abyss behind Laike, and the "uninvited guests" outside the opposite door screaming silently and viciously.

But this does not represent Bu Laike's attitude at this time.

This is just the creation of the void's instinctive aversion to the breath of order. It was born in the abyss of oppression, and this is how it deals with other people.

It never makes people feel warm or joyful, unless it is deliberately woven into a dream to hurt.

After the pirate sent the invitation, the door of the laboratory was pushed open by an arm covered with lightning sparks. In the background of lightning, thunder, and stormy night, several figures were illuminated by the arc light from the sky, and then fell into darkness in the next instant.

They stepped into Farondis's laboratory full of arcane secrets, and Ms. Freya who entered last did not forget to reach out and close the door.

This is a testament to the good personal character of the Guardians, and it also represents the conversation that follows, and they don't want to be heard by others.

Vice President Farondis was a little nervous, not because he was afraid of a possible battle, but because of the concerns of the educators. His laboratory was inside the Nazaras College, and if it was destroyed, it would easily affect him. innocent students.

He signaled Laike not to be impulsive with his eyes, even if he really wanted to fight, don't stay here, go out and fight! Come back after the game and decide the winner. Isn't the sea outside very wide?

Just right for a group of titan-forged demigods to challenge a Void God.

"There will be no battle, my dear Vice President."

Bu Laike certainly felt what Farondis was thinking, and he explained in a gentle tone:

"This is just a farewell, you can tell by their looks, they didn't intend to fight me here, and there is absolutely no reason to raise arms against their benefactor after I saved the soul of the Titan.

Oh, Lord Odin, it is very touching to see you back in a familiar body, although I still miss you in the body of the Destroyer.

At that time, you possessed a profound and dark majesty of destruction, especially when you slaughtered demons indiscriminately on the wasteland of the doomsday, that mighty fighting posture made me really terrified. "

The pirate opened his arms friendly to welcome the Guardians who were all present except the neurotic Mimiron. He gestured enthusiastically and even planned to give them a hug.

But these guys came over wet, and Bo Laike didn't intend to get his clothes dirty, so he gave up the idea of ​​showing friendliness.

Facing his compliment, the King of War, who was sent into Thundercast's body by Mimiron immediately after returning to Azeroth, sighed helplessly.

Even if this stinky pirate became a god, he didn't change his character that deserves to be beaten.

As soon as you open your mouth, it is the black history of others, and it has a hand in poking people's hearts

Being put into a body of destruction shaped by demons and killing on Argus, although it is indeed majestic, it is really not a good memory for Odin.

If the titan guardians also dreamed, such a dark experience would definitely make Odin toss and turn every night, making it difficult to sleep.

"How long will it take him to become flesh and blood?"

Raiden looked over Laike to the void cocoon on the laboratory test bench, and the Great Guardian could clearly feel that the aura of Thorim's titan creation was weakening, as if he was sick and weak.

He knew that this weakness represented that Thorim had entered an irreversible transformation of flesh and blood. The Storm Guardian, personally shaped by the Pantheon, chose to "exile himself" on this mortal land after fulfilling his sacred duty to the Creator.

The guardians understood the reason why Thorim made this choice. He was tempted to trigger the war of destroying the age of mythology, and he has been in pain since he woke up.

The heavy responsibility fell on Thorim's shoulders like a mountain, making this handsome and optimistic guardian overwhelmed.

The past entangled him like an inextricable curse, making Thorim eager to get rid of the past and use a long journey to regain pure will.

The guardians are very sad about the result in front of them, but it is not unacceptable.

They really didn't come here for fighting today, because Thorim's "suicide note" left at Layden had made it very clear that this was his own choice, and he was not tempted by Braike.

In terms of the intensity of the Argus War, the pirates didn't have the mind to lure a vanguard general of their own to do something.

They came to say goodbye.

"Start the inquiry process: Will Thorim forget the past after waking up in a mortal body?"

The Virgin of Purity looked at the cocoon wrapped in void power from the perspective of a doctor, and asked softly:

"Will he forget his past, his brothers and his duty?"

"It will definitely be forgotten, the erosion and transformation of existence by the void is all-round."

Boo Laike said with a pipe in his mouth:

"And if it's just that the body is turned into flesh and blood, but there is still a guardian's soul, then this reincarnation is meaningless, isn't it?

This is Thorim's request, but those memories are not completely cleaned, and some will remain in his consciousness. If you need, I can do a little 'minimally invasive surgery' for him to remove those memory fragments Hidden deeper. "

The pirate rolled his eyes and said:

"You know, it's not a good thing to keep the memory of the strong when the strength is still weak, and he might recklessly challenge some enemies he can't deal with because of this.

Oh, by the way, I didn't ask him before, but there is still some time before it is finished, as his 'immediate family members', do you want to order a brand new shape for him?

I mean, besides the vrykul, he can choose human, dwarf, orc or half-human and rarer options like drust.

I usually don't make trouble for myself, but Thorim's identity deserves my forgiveness.

It is stated in advance that this service is free, so don’t take it for nothing. "

"Choose humans or Drust."

In the silence, Odin, the King of War, stepped forward, and the one-eyed guardian looked at the void cocoon in front of him with complicated eyes. Of all the Guardians, his relationship with Thorim is the most complicated.

Thorim's thinking circuit template comes from him. From an ethical point of view, he is Thorim's "father", or he can also be called "mother".

Odin sighed, and took off a golden Heroic Spirit Ring from his finger and placed it next to Thorim's Void Cocoon. He whispered:

"If this world can survive the decisive battle, then the next era must belong to the era of the outstanding. I have foreseen that the whole world will be turbulent, and it will be an era of conquest and chaos.

The civilization of the Vrykul has long since sunk down, and in such a cruel competition, they simply cannot gain the upper hand. Northrend and Stormheim will eventually become the battlegrounds of several great empires.

Rather than fanatical participation in the war of destruction, Thorim seeks the pure will to protect, he wishes to see and participate in the rise of this mortal world.

I don't want my child to become a doomed and unwilling loser. He is not a character who likes to see war, nor should he suffer such a fate. "

"But I think it is a really good story to lead a weak civilization to rise again surrounded by powerful enemies as the king of Vrykul."

Bu Laike complained:

"You know, I like the kind of good stories mixed with desperate deathmatch, betrayal and unity, and resurgence under loneliness. I hope to shape such a destiny with my own hands."

"Really? What a coincidence."

Odin flexed his shoulders and said to Bo Laike:

"I would also like."

"Ok?"

Bu Laike blinked at the Lord of War's answer, and the other guardians showed surprise expressions. Even the codex in Farondis's hand trembled.

Odin turned and opened his arms to his brethren, and said:

"Sorry, Lai, I lied to you.

Today is not only your farewell to Thorim, but also your farewell to me. In fact, as early as I heard the news of the destruction of the Pantheon, my heart was ashamed, and I had the idea of ​​self-destruction for a long time. "

"Who doesn't know that?"

Bu Laike whispered next to him:

"Looking at your brave and stupid challenge to Aggramar on the world of Sanctuary, you've had enough, and you're tired of dealing with things that wear you down.

You wished you had died in a glorious war, leaving the responsibility to your brothers like a coward.

You had your wish.

But Aggramar was merciful, and the nosy Mimiron rescued you again. "

"I don't hold a grudge against them."

It was rare for Odin to respond to Laike's heart-pricking words. The king of war, who had been furious all this time, was extremely calm at this moment.

He said:

"I am grateful to my brothers for giving me a chance to participate in the battle of honor, but I... I am really tired. I have experienced the shaping and rising of the age of mythology, and I have been betrayed and imprisoned at the most glorious time. In the long-term seal, he witnessed the end of the age of mythology.

I have seen the changes in this world, I have seen the troll empire defeat the insects, I have seen the elves build their own empire, I have appreciated the war of the ancients and the great division of the world.

I thought that was the end of the age of mortals, but it turns out they are more resilient than I thought.

Now, 10,000 years later, the dominance of this world has fallen into the hands of mortal civilization, and Thorim feels that the war he caused destroyed the age of mythology.

Do not!

no.

As a bystander, I can come up with the most fair explanation. The age of mythology has long since ended, or it shouldn't have existed in the first place. "

The Lord of War paused, raised his head, and said to Raiden who was looking at him:

"We have tried our best to maintain the perfect blueprint left by the Titans, we hope to see a world that grows and develops according to the perfect plan of the Creator, and we regard it as our mission and responsibility of existence.

But it never occurred to us that the Creator can make mistakes.

This suspicion has always existed in my heart until the end of the Battle of Argus, until the warriors born in a world that was absolutely 'out of control' in the eyes of the Titans completed the salvation of the Creator.

I've finally realized that we started out doing the wrong job, brothers.

We are something that shouldn't exist.

Facts have proved that without us, the world may develop better."

"But without us, the world's civilization would be corroded by void creations into a doomsday place at the beginning of the world's civilization."

Clutching her staff tightly, Freya said aloud:

"You can't completely deny yourself by relying on a war like this, Odin, this is too paranoid."

"maybe."

The King of War laughed. He waved his hand very freely and said:

"But I don't care anymore. I'm tired of watching the evolution of the world from high above the clouds. Those stories of vicissitudes are staged again and again, and I can only be a bystander.

I've missed so many eras and I don't want to miss the next fun.

I don't want to live a boring life as a witness and recorder. I want to participate in it. As I said, I also like a good story mixed with desperate deathmatch, betrayal and unity, and re-emergence under loneliness .

The vrykul of the end of civilization are my family, brothers, and there is no one better suited to lead them than me.

No longer as God.

But as a warrior, a king, and a commander, I also want to prove to the world and history that the Vrykul are not born losers, they just lack the leadership of a strong man.

Those mortal warriors I favor will make waves in the next era, and I will definitely be the most colorful character in that story.

I may return to you, I may die in my war, but this is what I choose and will give my all for.

I.

I don't want to let Lord Aggramar spare me the second life I've been given. "

After speaking, Odin smiled and took off his armor of the Lord of War, threw the blood-red cloak on the ground, and handed the heavy gauntlets and weapons to Raiden.

He walked to another test bench in the lab and said:

"I have completed that sacred mission, I have won that glorious war, I have forgotten that shameful past, and in the future that is about to dawn, my legend will last forever.

Goodbye, brothers.

If one day I can return to the glory of Ulduar, I will sit by the campfire and tell you my beautiful story with wine. "

"Hey, wait!"

Bu Laike stretched out his hand to grab the Lord of War. He pointed at Thorim who was turning into flesh and winked, and whispered:

"I have a great idea, do you want to hear it?

It is a legendary script about a mysterious man who appeared alone in the divided Vrykul kingdom with his children, and about a steel tough guy full of father-son tenderness.

Honestly, I think it's an awesome idea.

It goes like this."

The pirate spoke his thoughts softly and quickly in Odin's ear. Odin thought for a few seconds, then smiled and said:

"Yes, yes, this is a better story than I imagined, so let's do it! Don't give me any favors, Bo Laike, don't start my second life with a blemish."

"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with the job of shaping destiny, and it's all on me."

Bu Laike patted his chest and agreed. Under the watchful eyes of all the guardians, he also carried out the contamination and transformation of the flesh curse for Odin just like before.

But that's not all.

Under the shocked and bewildered gaze of Vice President Farondis, who was recording this legendary night, Bu Laike, who was wearing a white coat, turned around and showed a confused smile that an evil god should have.

He looked up and down the complex-looking Leiden and the Virgin of Purity next to him, rubbed his chin and said:

"What are you two waiting for? Come on, I didn't choose this laboratory with six test benches at random, and don't even think about running away today!

Odin and Thorim have entered their destiny, and you should not resist the call of a second life.

come on.

Come on, like Odin, join the turmoil of the next era with anticipation.

don't be shy.

I know you all want it. "

(end of this chapter)