Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ao..."

A deep wailing sound rang deep inside the mysterious palace deep in the mountain, and the huge body of the starlight dragon born with pure Titan energy fell on the glass-like ground.

This creature seems to have its own wisdom, but in fact, it is only set with fixed instructions, similar to a mechanical creature like a golem. When facing an opponent that exceeds its power, such mechanical creature only needs to be caught If you live in weakness, you can easily be defeated.

And the Naraksha engine has been controlled by the Mogu during the time when Thor controlled the Mogu Empire. God knows what instructions Mogu set for this starlight dragon... In short, its true potential has not been released come out.

"it's a pity."

The big lord holding the black light blade fell beside the huge body of the starlight dragon. He looked at the light of the starlight dragon's eyes slowly dimmed, as if it was shut down because of insufficient energy. Tyrion reached out his hand and stroked With this cold mechanical creation, he whispered:

"They won't use you at all. Their stupidity makes you vulnerable."

"But it doesn't matter...I will make you strong again!"

Behind Tyrion, the death knights began to take over this mysterious facility. Yrel took the melted armor from the battle, threw it aside, and walked behind Tyrion, she asked softly:

"Next? Boss, what are we going to do?"

"This is just the main body of the Naraksha engine, which is responsible for storing energy. The operation console of this engine is deeper in the treasure house."

The lord said to Yrel:

"You take the soldiers to find it, and don't touch anything!"

"I understand."

The hoof girl agreed promptly, and then took the elite death knight back to the fork of the treasure house palace, and began to explore deeper into the treasure house, while Tyrion himself stayed beside the starlight dragon that was shut down, he squatted on the ground Go up, stretch out your hand, and stroke the energy bank under your feet that is blocked by a thick, glass-like material.

Through this heavy "glass", the Lord Lord can clearly see that in the Titan energy library below the ground, the blue halo shining like a star is the manifestation of pure Titan energy. If this energy The library was detonated here, and the destructive power it burst would directly tear the entire Pandaria continent, and even trigger the terrible scene of the heaven and earth cracking like the ancient god.

Fortunately, according to the development level of Azeroth's current power system, mortal civilization has not yet been able to use or detonate Titan energy.

This is an extremely safe energy resource...Unfortunately, it is not renewable.

"I have heard a saying that these genesis engines and other Titan facilities built on the surface of Azeroth are actually drawn from the power of the planet. Is this true?"

The lord seems to be talking to himself, and a moment later, the ethereal voice of Protoss Elune rang in the sea of ​​the lord:

"You can think of it this way, there is not much wrong with this statement."

Elune explained:

"I am currently only the star of the juvenile body, coupled with the shackles of the ancient gods, making it difficult for me to be sober in the true sense, so I cannot use the pure power bred in the planet, so my ignorant brothers The equipment we have left can indeed absorb the power of traveling in the star core, and as long as it is not the huge war demand of the battle of domination, then the power absorbed by these genesis engines is negligible and will not affect me and The health of this world."

"So, what about that furnace of origin in the Uldum Desert?"

The lord asked again:

"Did that dangerous thing draw power from your body?"

"No, the energy source of the originating furnace is left by the Titans..."

Elune replied:

"The mission of that furnace is too unique. On weekdays, it will collect the free cosmic energy outside the world to shape my body. At the most critical moment, it is equivalent to the last hope of the world’s ecological restart, so it The operation of the world cannot be contaminated with the origin of this world. In other words, the energy in the originating furnace is completely foreign, and I cannot control its operation."

"Oh... that is to say."

Tyrion stood up and moved his finger:

"Can I use the Titan energy in the furnace of origin?"

This time Elune was silent for a few seconds, and then he answered:

"Theoretically this is the case, but I have always been curious, Tyrion, what do you want those Titan energies to do? That is pure arcane power, which is incompatible with your death power, it will even hurt your body.. . For you, it's like poison."

"Silly girl."

The lord shook his head:

"Of course I wouldn’t eat that energy, and I’m not stupid... but you see, Elune Jr., I’ve got the Naraksha engine. Although it’s not as powerful as the Will Furnace and Creator Engine, it’s also The war machine made by Lai personally, once it is turned on, a steady stream of rock warriors will come out of this treasure trove... that will be my new armor and new weapons for the Dark Blade Warriors."

"How many soldiers are there in my Dark Blade Legion?"

Tyrion asked back:

"That's already an extremely huge number, little Elune, I have to finish it, but I don't want to hurt you, so I have to find a sufficient energy source for this engine... the furnace of origin, that's not Is it appropriate? Anyway, the energy that is enough to reshape the world is also wasted, it is better to use it for waste."

"and many more!"

Elune's gentle voice became excited at this moment, and she asked aloud:

"You just said, what are you going to do! Do you want to turn your Dark Blade Legion into rock life? Are you crazy?"

"Do not!"

The Lord Lord denied this statement. He spread his hands and, like a dreamer, said to Elune:

"The rock life created by the Naraksha engine is only a new body for the subordinate soldiers of the Dark Blade Legion."

"For the elite death knights, I have a better arrangement... In the vicinity of the city of Titans in Northrend, the powerful furnace of will and the creator engine created by the guardians of the Titans work together. Continue to produce stronger steel life...that is the ultimate body that mortal soul can carry."

"I want to protect you, Elune, the enemies I want to deal with are endless demons and pervasive voids. In the face of such opponents, my soldiers’ flesh and blood are no longer dominant, and I must let them change. To be more powerful... to crush all the powerful! When the entire Legion of the Dark Blade has transformed into a fearless warrior of rock and steel... I can really protect you... Little Elune."

"And the ultimate transformation plan of the Dark Blade Legion...I call it..."

Tyrion narrowed his eyes and said the name that had been planned in his mind for several years:

"Mechanical Divine!"

"You are crazy!"

Rao is the spirit of the planet like Elune. When he heard this crazy plan, he also felt a sense of incomprehensible pressure. She retorted:

"Naraxha engine is not counted, the rock life produced by this secondary engine does not have too many shackles, but the melting pot of will is different! Terion, that is the steel life produced by the most powerful Titan, Each of them follows the rules set by the Titans. Your warriors have been captured by death. Death has given them new power, but their souls have also been changed. They have no way to control that life form!"

"Your plan looks perfect, but it is not feasible!"

"Who said it was not feasible!"

The lord said calmly:

"You forgot something, Elune... remember how Odin converted the ghosts of the dead world in Wallagar? He sublimated their souls and changed them from pure necrotics to another. A special spirit body... a spirit body that combines the three powers of death, light, and arcane..."

"He called it... heroic."

"Since Odin can do it, why can't I do it? You see, I'm actually just repeating Odin's act of making the Heroic Legion. I'm nothing more than just slightly expanding this scale..."

"Slightly expanded?"

Elune's voice became incredible, she whispered:

"Odin's British Spirit Corps did not have more than 150,000 people in their strongest period, but what about you?"

"You're going to transform now is a whole 2 million undead! Tyraion, listen to me, I am very grateful for everything you have done to protect me, but this plan is crazy, Odin's facility for converting heroes is his biggest Secret, he cannot share it with you..."

"Yes, I know that!"

Tyrion interrupted Elune's persuasion. He turned gently, and led by the death knight sent by Yrel behind him, went to the deeper Naraksha engine console. Elune says:

"I know that Odin won’t share the secret with me, but I don’t need his share...I will solve him! Just like I solved Lai, and solved Archimonde... Elu Well, the Legion of Dark Blades will protect this world, and we will do everything we can to protect you... If slaughtering half the world will allow you to grow faster, believe me, I will have done that already!"

"Whether you want it or not...you have to accept this protection!"

"If you really want to help, then use all possible means to mature quickly."

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"This is it."

Yrel personally stood at the door of a palace in the deepest part of the treasure house. She said to Tyrion:

"It's a huge, weird thing like a beehive, covered with Mogu like stone carvings, and a golden console, and it seems that no one has used it for a long time."

"Well, stay here, don't let anyone disturb me."

Tyrion nodded to Yrel, who straightened his body and accepted the order.

The Lord Lord walked alone into the palace that had been closed for nearly a thousand years. On the stone platform in front of him, there was a golden console, very quaint, just like other Titan creations, full of a weird technology sense.

"Yeah, this thing really needs the permission of the guardian system to start."

Tyrion looked at the complicated, button-filled console. This thing is now in an inactive state, and arbitrarily activating it is likely to cause some bad consequences.

He is not Brian Bronzebeard and Zhou Zhuo who are full of "curiosity", he will not go to the main action to die.

"But who knows?"

The Lord Lord held out his finger and said softly:

"I actually still have the purest Titan permissions in the world, which are more advanced than the permissions of all guardians... Little Elune, help me unlock this facility, let me see the wisdom of the ancient Titans. "

At the moment when the voice fell, a bright silver moonlight shrouded Terion's fingertips. In the power blessing of Elune, the protagonist Titan, this eccentric controller in front of him was in just a few seconds. It was activated, and successfully passed the verification of all permissions. A blue light shone on Tyrion’s body. After a few seconds of scanning, a low-pitched metal synth sounded in the palace.

"Privilege confirmation, the highest level of creation permission is opened!"

"Welcome to your return, great pantheon messenger...please give orders!"

"Buzz"

In front of Terion’s eyes, all the buttons on the golden console were lit, and a light curtain formed by the energy projection was suspended in front of Terion’s eyes, and all the lights in the entire dark palace were also lit at this moment. The authority of the whole treasure house temple was opened. Under the curious gaze of the death knights who stayed on the Naraksha engine, the starlight dragon that had been shut down was injected with new power again.

But this time the awakened Starlight Dragon did not actively attack the surrounding death knights. On the contrary, it was very gentle hovering in the air of the Naraksha engine, and under the earth, the entire secondary creation engine was turned on and rumbling. In the loud voice, this ancient temple was officially attributed to the Legion.

But the Lord Lord is facing a terrible problem at this time.

In the light curtain in front of him, the magic illusion of a Mogu rotates left and right, just like a model. The original guardian Lai used this template to create the Mogu, which probably fits Lai's aesthetics. But it didn't fit Tyrian's aesthetic at all, and the Lord Lord didn't want to bring a group of Mogu soldiers to the battlefield in the future.

Therefore, before starting his first creation, he must choose a more beautiful rock life template for his soldiers.

But the work of creation...seriously, it’s not something that ordinary people can do. After Tirion has been busy on that complicated controller for more than ten minutes, he looked at the speechless messy monster in front of him with some speechless distortion. A magical illusion seems to be mocking the lord's strange aesthetics. This cruel blow makes Tyraon completely abandon his naive idea of ​​manually setting up a perfect soldier.

In Elune’s nonchalant ridicule, the High Lord took a step back, left his keyboard with his hands, and then called in the hoofed sister Yrel who was standing at the door, letting Yrel stand on the platform and spread out the doubles. Arm, the Lord Lord issued new instructions to the console in front of him:

"The shape and body of the creature in front of you are used as the primary template for the new creation, waiting to be edited again. The initial shape of the creation is set to 3 meters, blessing the most basic soil element affinity and magic affinity."

"The most important thing is, don't inject mechanical thinking... leave a blank soul core and wait for the fusion and entry of the operator!"

"Little Yrel, don't move! Keep this posture, okay! That's it."

"let's start!"

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