Azeroth’s Death Track

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Everything in the world, relative to each other, there is no eternal balance, the opposition and symbiosis in the change is the basis of the rules.

Just like the end of life is always death, and death will give birth to a new life.

Mortal desire for eternal life, fear of death, this is the nature of life. But if you really step into the realm of eternal life, you also step into the trap of eternal death... Without the support of death, life loses its meaning.

Elune, the world spirit of Azeroth, poured her will and spirit into Elune's tears. This pillar of creation carries her existence, allowing her to listen to the call of the Pantheon, and then pass The channel of will built by Noganong, the dream-weaver, and the supreme king, Amansur, enters the starting point of the arcane magic of this side.

Elune stepped into the Pantheon, and the pure arcane art from the star sea poured into her empty body, making her solidified by the body covered by the silver moon yarn, just like the soul of other Titans. In the simple pantheon, the entity can be possessed.

Elune's eyes blinked, and the young world spirit raised her hands in amazement. This was the first time she really had an entity.

She turned her hands in front of her eyes, moving, and then couldn't help but touch her face, and a round of moon-like gems dotted on her forehead. At the next moment, she looked like Terion, In the black-and-white eyes, there was an undisguised joy.

She looked up and saw Nogannon standing in front of her eyes, wearing a purple-grey robe. The magical Titan held a round of white gold discs, and under the mysterious hood, the eyes hidden in endless magic, It is a welcoming kindness, like a trusted elder.

Next to Nogannon was the supreme king Aman Sur who was holding a lightning cane. This elder who held time and lightning was full of majesty in the face like an old man. His left hand stroked his white long beard , Looking at Elune in front of her, the latter was well-behaved and bowed solemnly to Aman Sur, she said in a clear voice:

"Thank you, the king of the gods, thank you for killing Yashaji, and letting me escape the end of the erosion."

"But I was almost angry and killed you, little girl."

Oman Sur said with emotion:

"The body is torn, must it hurt?"

Recall that tens of thousands of years ago, the most powerful ancient **** Yashaji was uprooted. The ancient **** died on the spot, but its death also left a terrible scar on the ground of Azeroth. That was the time The drowsy world spirit Elune suffered the worst damage, and the great explosion of the Well of Eternity 10,000 years ago caused no more pain to the world than the disaster of that day.

Elune seemed to remember the pain she felt when she slept. She couldn't help but swallow her teeth, but like a real young girl, she concealed her true thoughts. She said:

"No, it doesn't hurt..."

"Hahahaha"

Elune pretended to be a strong answer, causing the high drinker Gogonus, who was standing behind her, to make a loud laugh, and the titan who was trying to glue the broken tidal stone quipped:

"Oh, it seems that our little sister Elune is still a tomboy who likes to lie."

The serious old-fashioned shaper Kazgros also smiled, and said softly:

"At that time, when I used a forging hammer to make up for your body wounds and reshape the world's ecology, I heard your cry... crying very badly, we all heard it."

"Uh"

Seeing that she could not hide her elders, Elune’s small face was immediately covered with a shy blush. Although she had been growing up in Azeroth for millions of years, compared to other Titans, she really It was just an out-and-out child. She did not know how to answer these well-intentioned jokes. In the middle of nowhere, Elune turned around and saw Tyrion standing quietly on the edge of the Pantheon.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and she whispered goodbye to several Titans, and then hurried to Tyrion’s eyes. She was a little shorter than the big lord. She widened her eyes and looked at Tyrion seriously. It seems that I have never seen this face of the leader.

Tyrion’s right eye was fixed on Elune. He said:

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"Do not."

Elune blinked, with a wry smile, she said:

"I just never really looked at you with my eyes."

"Oh?"

The high lord frowned, and he asked:

"For a spirit of the world like you, is there any difference between looking with your eyes and using spiritual perception?"

"Emmmm"

Elune stretched her finger and nodded her chin, her eyes rolled, and she said:

"It's still a bit different, what you see with your eyes is more real..."

"It lets me know that you really exist, not the savior I imagined."

The high lord was about to say something. Elune suddenly opened her hands and hugged Tyrion tightly. This action surprised the high lord a little, and then felt Elune buried his head in his chest. , Whispered:

"Thank you for everything you did for me, Tyrion."

"I wanted to give you a warm hug a long time ago, I know, you want a hug...you are sometimes too lonely."

"Hee hee"

The hug lasted for a few seconds, and then Elune let go of her arm. She looked at the hesitant Lord, and whispered:

"Okay, the wish has been fulfilled, I dare not hold you for too long, your wife has been watching us... She is a good person, but she is so careful!"

The girl complained, turned around happily, ran to Agramar, and spoke to the defender, looking at Elune's back, with the golden chain held by the Lord in his hand. Suddenly weighed for a moment, and the Titan who had been watching this scene for the last time asked:

"Are you going to leave? Tyrion?"

"Arcane conversion is ready... If you are leaving, this is your last chance."

The Lord Lord looked at the golden chain shining in his hand. In his heart, there was really an urge to turn around and escape, but in the end, he took a deep breath and shook his head:

"Do not"

"I have to be here, only this contract... can make her accept it all."

"let's start!"

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"You were so fierce at that time, it scared me all."

Opposite Agrama, Elune waved her hands and described the scene of the fallen Titan coming to destroy the world of Azeroth that day. In the first person, she described her fears and fears at the time, and Agrama With a smile, with a touch of spoiling for the juniors, I listened to Elune twitter so quietly.

"I'm too weak to resist your sword."

Elune was discouraged and said to Agrama:

"If there is no Tyrion to help me, I am afraid I will die under the sword you wield."

"But you dare to challenge me, little Elune."

The defender Aggramar looked at his younger sister, and he sighed:

"Not all weak people have the courage to face the real coming of destruction, you are like a kitten with a hairy hair, just scream at me with courage, you are not cowardly, not timid, even if my sword Killed your body, but your will was never defeated by me, which means that you did not lose, and I did not win."

"You have great potential, Elune."

The defender leaned on his throne and looked at the spirit of the world before him, he said:

"You have more potential than us. When you grow up, you can even challenge Sargeras...he is the destroyer, and you, you are the savior, you are the hope."

Speaking of which, Agrama suddenly saw the life-granter Ionaar making a gesture to himself. When the little girl Elune didn't find it, the other Titan souls had already sat back on their throne And Lord Tyraion, still standing on the edge of the Pantheon, in his hands, the golden chain representing the world compact is shining brightly.

"Ugh..."

Aggramar sighed, which made the ignorant world spirit Elune very curious. She looked at Aggramar and she asked:

"Defender, why do you suddenly sigh?"

"because..."

Aggram reached out and touched Elune's smooth hair. He smiled a little, and he said:

"Because it's time to say goodbye, brave little girl..."

"Elune, the new spirit, come forward!"

Elune still wanted to ask questions again. The supreme king Aman Sur who sat on the throne made a serious call. His cane was pointed on the ground, just like the power of the arcane in the stars. The temple is quiet at this moment.

Elune foretells that heavyness. From Agramar's eyes in front of her, she saw a trace of blessing, a trace of calmness, and a trace of relief.

This terrified her. She looked like a young girl instinctively to the person she trusted most. Behind her, the high lord Tyrion, wrapped in a cold shadow, nodded slightly to her and gave her an encouragement. Eyes.

The spirit of the world bit her lip. She looked at the Titans who had become serious before her eyes. At this time, they were as majestic as the gods who once made the order of the stars.

And myself is one of them.

Elune took a step towards the center platform, she stood above the mirror of the Olympian, she looked at the Titan ancestors with a trace of fear, she saw the weight in Aman Sur's eyes, saw the sight of Nogannon Mysterious, I saw the encouragement in Ionars' eyes, the gentleness in Agrama's eyes, the firmness in Kazgros' eyes, and the blessings in Gorgonas' eyes.

Some important things are about to happen...

"Elune, the Pantheon discovered you a long time ago. You are the most potential and the most fateful of all Titans. You have experienced countless sufferings. You have also experienced despair and pain. You see it with your own eyes. When the destruction came, I also knew the joy of life in the Jedi. If you persist until now, you, the losers, will see hope."

Amansur said in a low voice:

"Today, we call on you to give us our remaining strength, and we want to make you strong and capable of dealing with the dark Titan Sargeras across the stars. This is a gift. .."

"This is also a responsibility."

"From then on, the Pantheon will be tied to you, and you are...the Pantheon!"

"From then on, the fate of this group of stars will be carried by you, and you are... this group of stars!"

"From then on, the order of life will be controlled by you, and you are... order!"

"Are you willing to accept?"

Amansur's voice resounded like a thunder in the Pantheon. The heavy mission represented in this speech overwhelmed the young Elune for a while.

In her simple thinking, the souls of the Titans have been rescued, they will carry the mission to resist Sargeras, and they can finally relax a little in despair, but she never thought that the Titans will As a symbol of hope, she will let her shoulder all this.

"Me, I don't know..."

Elune stepped back in a panic. She looked at the Titans in front of her. She subconsciously asked:

"You give me strength, what about you? You will still be with me, right? You will not leave me again, you will not leave me alone, right?"

This quite childish question made the Titans silent as much as possible. Ionaar, who was sitting next to the Supreme King, Life Titan said in a voice full of parting sadness:

"No, Elune, boy."

"Our power will become your mature nourishment, we will fall into a near-eternal sleep, but we will be with you, and after the curtain of the new era that you opened, we will be in this group of stars, waiting Your awakening...as we have awakened you."

Aggramar also said:

"This is the first time to meet, unfortunately, little girl Elune, this is also the time to separate."

"Unfortunately, we can only leave you with a heavy responsibility."

"no no!!"

Elune shouted:

"I refuse! I will not accept your power, I will not watch you die in front of me, just to make me pursue the hope of peace! It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be!"

"I have been lonely for so long, I finally found a loved one, but... but you want me, want me, kill you with your own hands..."

"I do not accept!"

This cold destiny caused the dazed world spirit to nearly collapse. Elune turned her head and left, she shouted:

"I will find a way, I will not watch you sacrifice yourself! I will find a way, Tyrion...you will help me, right? You will never let me down, let's go, Thai Ryan, we leave here!"

Elune shouted like a vent, but behind her, there was silence.

The high lord did not move his footsteps, and the low silence made the spirit of the world turn back violently. As a result, he saw the golden chain in the hands of the high lord with a halo.

"Tirion!?"

The spirit of the world looked at the expressionless big lord in horror. The golden chain in the latter's hand turned into a little light, just like a golden butterfly flapping its wings. Rune's body.

Elune backed away constantly, trying to avoid the attachment of those golden dots, but that was her power. They don't want to hurt, they just want to return, and Elune can't stop this return.

That's the world compact...

That was after Zella fell, she and Tyrion signed a contract in the Chamber of Secrets in the heart, which stipulated that Tyrion wanted Elune to obey and she could not resist...

Elune always thought that it was just a joke made by Tyrion and her...

But, it is actually here, actually at this time!

"Tirion!"

Elune, almost completely covered by golden light, felt bone despair again at this moment, just as she had faced Aggramar's sword of world destruction.

But this time, in addition to despair, there was a tear of pain in her heart, which was mental pain.

"Even you..."

"Even you..."

"Want to abandon me!!!"

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