Azeroth’s Death Track

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Among the eternal stars, the lord of the dead form Tyrion is on the battlefield of the annihilating star, and is mad at the fallen Titan Agrama.

Each collision of the Tesharak sword technique he imitated with Agrama’s authentic Titan swordsmanship, the aftermath of its power will be applied to the surrounding stars and the infinite space, and the asteroid cannot bear the two big brothers’ The aftermath of power will be easily torn apart, and the planets will be cut off like a sword, leaving the entire planet surface covered with the trauma of power.

Now that the battle has been fought, the two sides have been unable to keep their hands. Aggramar marveled at the tenacity of the mortal who had fallen into death, but the Lord of the Lord was supporting it.

Every second, every second he could feel the weakness of the power from Azeroth's dead world. The world he reshaped was groaning, and it could no longer supply more energy for the Lord.

In that world, the energy of death that the plane can provide is not infinite. If we continue to extract it, I am afraid that the rule of the dead world he established first will be shaken first before he defeats Aggramar.

Moreover, the gap between the two sides is not in the power itself. Tyrion has already touched the true essence of power. In the rank system of the six basic powers, he and Agrama were born out of the rules of a complete world. The life ranks of the two sides may be divided up and down, but it is not enough to reach the level of crushing.

The real problem is what Agrama said.

He is not pure enough.

Even if it is melted in death, there is still a slight difference between the lord and the real death, just like the ice-water mixture at 0°, it is two kinds of existence that are melted and different.

This is not to say that the Lord Lord does not want to be pure. He has already gone on this road of death, and he can no longer look back.

But he couldn't...

He couldn't find a way to become more pure, like a constantly running data process, encountered a vicious BUG caused by the lack of modules, no matter how many times the process self-checks, it can't cross the gap before it, because. ..

That was not his own problem at all.

Although Azeroth’s dead world has been unified in terms of rules and attribution, it is highly likely that it has not yet reached true "integrity."

"ended!"

Aggramar seemed to feel the unsustainable thorny mortal in front of him. On his body covered with pale scars, the fire of extinction was burning, and the burning flame protected the body of the fallen Titan as much as possible, but Even if this represents pure destruction and the end of the flame, it still cannot remove the scars imposed by death. The rocks outside the fallen Titan collapsed, and there was still burning blood between the activities, just like a real **** warrior. same.

This is probably the toughest and most enjoyable battle of the fallen Titans in nearly 10,000 years.

He was born as a Titan, the most powerful creature among the stars, and his existence as his opponent is not much. Except for the occasional Void Lord on the battlefield of the stars, other enemies can be solved with one sword. Dropped...or two swords.

Aggramar is a warrior in the Titans. After always falling, he is also eager for a real contest. Today, he has got what he wants. The hero of the world of Azeroth, Elune, is so vaguely masked. 'S sister, and this warrior who represents Elune, gave him a real surprise.

However... that's all.

As long as it is a war, there will be a moment to end.

Between the explosions of the dark red flames in the eyes of the fallen Titan, the Tessalak in his hand made a hissing sound, and the deadly Tharsalak's sword skill swayed out again, and this time, it was no longer a trick for the enemy. It is a more fierce blow, representing the final beheading of the annihilation of all things.

"Buzz buzz buzz"

At the moment when Aggramar wielded the sword of war, a vortex of energy like a black hole was highlighted on the side of Tyrion. In each black hole, there is the purest power of the arcane and evil energy of the stars, Like a series of deadly spikes, along with the blade of Agrama, endless gray-white spikes spew out of the dense energy vortex.

In a dead-endless way, cut this last blow onto the body of the dead life in front of you.

"boom"

The high lord waved his paws, and the roaring death wrath resisted those energy spikes out of the body like a black serpent, and the apocalypse in his hand finally collided with Taisharak, in the regretful eyes of the high lord, in the apocalypse In the final hiss, the weapon that followed the Lord of the Lord for the longest time, like the Ashbringer, was shattered by the collision of the creation and destruction of Tysharak.

"I can only...help you get here..."

The last remnant of the apocalypse no longer has the unruly and unruly, once there is no slick tongue, this is not a good weapon, but it is still a weapon, in such a world-like war, the most glorious weapon Even if it is apocalypse, you will not feel disappointed.

It has been included in the fate of weapons...

"puff"

In the dance of the black fragments of the apocalyptic break and annihilation, the left face of the terrible face of Tyrion was photographed on the cheek of Aggramar with the sword thorn, and the rock face of the Titan was ripped apart, and the beam of light exploded by the blood moon Break through Aggramar's skull and smash the dark helmet on top of his head into the icy stars.

The flaming giant sword in the hand of the fallen Titan also pierced in the closing of the V-shaped flame blade at the top, shattered the shelter of death, and penetrated into Tyrion's body full of death.

The endless power attached to the blade of creation that carried the ruin will of the last star era also exploded in that cold flesh.

Destruction blows!

Flesh annihilation!

Soul stripping!

Wait, wait, countless devastating spells engraved in Tai Sharak broke out at this moment, in the slightly painful expression of the Lord Lord, his flesh and body strengthened by the seed of life and the energy of death , Just like a bomb was detonated, first flesh and blood, then bones, and finally souls, all in this final beheading, like the scene of the black hole annihilation, in the eruption of the destructive sun reflecting the dead stars of the stars, it was completely crushed broken.

The lord screamed, his flesh and bones were still trying to regenerate, but the annihilation will attached to the blade of Taisharak suppressed the power of the rebirth of flesh and blood, making the body of the lord stripped off and broken. It was like a cold ice in the endless turbid light, which was completely melted at this moment.

Outside the planet of Azeroth, Elune looked at this scene in disbelief, and the hands of the spirit of the world were shaking...

Tyrion... dead?

That man who represents death, just... dead?

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"Forgive me for being late."

A voice rang in Tyrion’s ears, opening his eyes to his painful and tired soul.

He has melted into death, he has become a part of death, as long as the power in the stars is still there, he will not really be annihilated, but unfortunately, he only has a weak soul, his body, his weapons , Have been destroyed by Agrama’s last sword.

He did not die in the traditional sense, but he did fail.

He could no longer stop Agrama from destroying Azeroth. He could only watch as a bystander and watch this world that he planned and protected himself die under the blade of the fallen Titan.

Fortunately, the dead world can at least leave a backup for the souls of this world, and in another world of Draenor among the stars, these souls may still be able to start the evolution of the second season of civilization...

It's just a pity that Elune...

He once said to the spirit of the world that he would protect her.

But now it seems that he is going to say something.

After all, there is still a step...

Only that step.

"who are you?"

The soul of the high lord is sitting on the cliff of the wilderness of the dead world, looking at the present world in the distant reflection. He is not in any mood to speak at this time, but this strange voice... he has never seen in the dead world.

"I actually should have been here."

The man with a trace of tired voice explained:

"But you are too spoiled for Yuna, you never let her realize her potential, so much so that I was trapped in that little idiot's mind until now...but fortunately, it's not too late."

In front of the high lord, there seemed to be a fog lifted by both hands. In his vision, an invisible and immaterial, huge, unreal, illusion of unclear face appeared like that.

And Yuna stood beside the ghost, looking at the Lord with a worried look.

The ghost has no face, it does not really exist, what appears here is more like a consciousness from the past, just a memory.

"So, who are you?"

The lord closed his eyes, his soul was pierced by Tai Sharak, the pain made it difficult for him to concentrate, and in front of him, a world, those destinies shaped by him, would be ruthlessly destroyed before him.

The Lord Lord struggled to get up. He no longer had weapons. He looked at the sky, but only saw a burning cloud of smoke, as if about to cover the world.

"Every world in the stars has a reflection of death. It is opposite to this world. Life and death are always a cycle. Once the balance is broken, the world will fall into chaos. This is the meaning of my existence."

The phantom explained slowly and slowly:

"And the other meaning of my existence is to connect this world with the star sea of ​​death. You may not understand it, so let me explain it to you."

"The stars, the stars are a vast ocean, composed of countless drops of water, but these drops are not independent of each other, they are fused together, and death is the same, that is a concept, a force that covers the entire stars , It exists in every ray of light, in every breath of living beings, in every trace of air, and it spreads across the stars like other forces."

"And I, my existence, can make this drop of Azeroth merge with the dead seas of the stars, like a node... Do you know why you are not the opponent of Aggramar? It is because you are too Are you weak? No! No!!!"

The phantom of the dead world said in a philosophical tone:

"You are not weak at all, Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, your talents marvel at the stars."

"You just did not find your power, and it has always been by your side... The explosion of the Well of Eternity 10,000 years ago destroyed the present world, and also torn the dead world, and my consciousness completely collapsed The demise represents Azeroth’s independence from the star sea of ​​death, like a pool of dead water, and you...you used this pool of dead water to resist this ocean...hehe, although only a little bit."

"He can draw arcane and evil energy from every corner of the stars, but you, only Azeroth is behind you. Just ask, how can a world fight the entire stars?"

"Hehehe"

The phantom burst out with a low laughter. In the gaze of the silent little Yuna, the ghost stretched out its claws towards Terion's soul. It said meaningfully:

"Give up the weak flesh and hug it, it will be your weapon, your armor, your mount, everything you have, Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, Aggramar, and even this world, Are waiting."

The lord raised his head and looked at the phantom of the dead world in front of him with his eyes. He did not immediately extend his hand, but looked at the reflection of the world in the distance. After a few seconds, he sighed and asked:

"So, at what cost?"

"Something! Palms, legs, heart or whatever, as a...umm "key"!"

Mirage said in a relaxed tone:

"You have merged into death, you have taken the most difficult step, just like a wanderer wandering outside the star sea of ​​death, all you need is just a key to the star sea... Then Tyrion .The Blade of Dawn, are you stubborn backwater ready to merge into this ocean?"

There was no answer, and there was silence. Until ten seconds later, Terion took a breath. He reached out and covered his left eye. His other eye looked at the worried little ghost, he asked. To:

"What about Yuna?"

"Don't worry about her... she is the node, your messenger, and the spokesperson of death."

The phantom stretched out his paw again towards the lord, and it said:

"Lucky will always be with her."

"That's fine."

The Lord’s finger moved slightly, and in the horrified scream of Yuna, that part of his soul was thrown to the phantom of the dead world, the latter caught in his paws, in a creepy laugh, dark ... A ray of light in the darkness opened before the weak Tyrion's eyes, like a swirling pale door.

That is the reflection of the star sea of ​​death.

He saw...

Wherever the Burning Legion went, in those horizons trampled and destroyed by demons, everything withered, the cycle of life and death was broken, and on each dead planet, the pale light was burning like flames.

Sargeras drove the demons to clean up the vast sea of ​​stars, but they brought not only pure destruction, but also death born in destruction, the unknown dark power, the faster they kill, the faster the death breeds, The more they kill, the stronger the power of death. At the moment when the burning expedition starts, the life and death cycle of the stars has become unbalanced...

And that, that is the power of the star sea of ​​death, one day will completely swallow the power of the stars... in front of the inevitable arrival of all things inscribed in the endless era of circulation, the so-called heat of the void princes, and What did it count?

So, isn't it another manifestation of death among the stars?

This world still belongs to that endless creature...but one day, it will be attributed to...death.

"Look! Tyrion..."

The phantom of the dead world became deeper and lower, as if the aftertone before dissipation echoed in the mind of the high lord:

"Look! In the abyss of stars, the cold deaths are gathering, creeping, roaring, they are eager for the real rise...Let them lead! Terion, conquer the dead sea of ​​stars, and then March towards a higher dimension..."

"They are looking forward to your arrival..."

Tyrion is infiltrated in the link with the star sea of ​​death, and the death forces from the stars are responding to him. His weak soul is filled and strengthened, and a body completely reconstructed from pure death is appearing, muscles and bones. , Flesh and blood, an entity fully manifested by pure death, the pure things that Azeroth’s dead world cannot accomplish, so easily completed in the endless power of the death star sea.

He, stepped on the last step of the road...

But the Lord Lord also heard an important message from the voice of the Phantom of the Dead Realm. He opened his left eye. He looked at the slowly dying Phantom. He asked aloud:

"Who are they?"

"Ha ha..."

The phantom fulfilled its mission as a node of death. It said in a strange and pleasant voice:

"You will know, you will see, you will participate in it..."

"Go, don't let your world wait for a long time..."

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