Azeroth’s Death Track

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Loken, who was sitting on the throne of the guardian, clearly heard the shouting from the front hall.

The Guardian of Wisdom can feel that the breath of the sly flame giant Volkan has disappeared, which means that the furnace hall has been broken, and the breath of his loyal General Biagri has also become weaker, which means that The Lightning Front Hall may soon fall, and the fighting power of the rebellious flesh and blood mortals erupted Loken.

He felt that maybe he should re-examine these powers regarded as "degraders". Perhaps, under the blessing of the so-called "free" will, they are not more vulnerable than the life of steel. Perhaps, it is this deviant " Free will, so that these flesh and blood creatures can do some "miracles" that should not appear?

"Well, it's a commendable effort, but it makes no sense."

Although perhaps those mortals would rush into this sacred hall soon, Loken was not anxious or fearful. He was born to be a guardian. He had seen the desperate sight of the world falling into a dark cliff. He also Having personally participated in the battle to save the world order, that is the real battle of the gods. For this small scene in front of him, for Loken, even warming up is not counted.

And he didn't want to surrender his identity, to fight those stupid flesh and blood creatures...

That's not what a guardian should do.

Loken picked up his scepter, and he stood up and walked into the depths of the Lightning Hall in a walk-like posture, here is a prison cage, which was captured during the battle of domination. "Prisoners", Loken once captured the tide hunter Neptulon with the mechanical guardian Mimirron. That was a glorious victory, a commendable victory.

That was the glory in the battle of domination, and as the guardian of wisdom, Loken was a spellcaster. For a while, he was very interested in elemental magic, so he captured some powerful elements from the territory of the elements that had been closed. The element is used to study the mystery of the element, and now, those captured elements have withered for thousands of years, or have been sent back to the elemental territory. In the prison cage in front of Loken, only the last one remains.

It is also one of the most powerful..."collectibles".

"boom"

Loken's fingers flicked in the air, and the pure Titan energy was like a key. The elemental cage in front of him was opened. Under his blue eyes, the empty cage in front of him, A light breeze started to circulate, and soon, with the dazzling blue lightning, a weird wind element appeared in front of Loken.

"Ional, my favorite test product..."

The Guardian of Wisdom looked at the element of the wind and thunder that perfectly integrated the power of the Titan. He rubbed his chin and said to the element of the storm that was scattered before him:

"Go, show your power to those ignorant mortals, don't let them, bother me..."

"Go."

Under the direction of Loken, the endless wind and thunder elements disappeared in the hall full of light and starlight points like Loken. The special nature of the wind element Ionaar is destined to be Loken strives for enough time to allow this wise guardian to accomplish what he should do.

"Tear it"

The sound of thunder and lightning tearing the air, and the screams of those flesh and blood creatures, passed into Loken's ears, which gave the guardian a satisfied smile. It seemed that Ionars had already started fighting with those mortals.

Elemental creatures are extremely good at tug-of-war, and with the special power of Ionaar, the group of flesh and blood creatures must pay a lot of casualties to enter this final palace, but Loken is not a cruel thug after all. He didn’t stay here too long to appreciate the misery of the arrogant mortal before he died, he had more important things to do.

Loken passed through the empty hall. He came to the deepest part of the Lightning Hall. Like the Rock Hall, there is also a console for manipulating the furnace of will and the creator engine, but from the above traces, this thing has been It has not been used for a long time.

Loken's hand touched the quaint console. Under the touch of the administrator authority he was given, the shell of the console suddenly popped open, revealing the complicated buttons.

The control of the two Thunderforged Legions below the Lightning Hall has been remotely locked by Elonaya in the Rock Hall. Even Loken can’t violate the procedures set by Mimirron, he can’t open it here. That authority was locked, but Loken was not trying to liberate the two legions to completely bury the mortals who dared to violate his majesty. He was not that boring yet.

What he has to do now is simple...

He wants to completely destroy the operation of the melting pot of will.

When Ulduar was first built, following the will of the Pantheon Titans, the guardians created two creation engines in the Titan City, namely the Originating Furnace and the Willing Furnace. These two world furnaces will cooperate with each other. Absorb the free energy in the stars and deliver the energy of these universes to the soul of the world that is still sleeping.

The furnace of will located on the cliff of the storm will shape the sprouting perception of the soul of the world, while the furnace of origin will adjust the rhythm of the pulsation of the world and strengthen the shape of the world soul at every stage.

In an easy-to-understand statement, these two world melting pots are equivalent to Star Soul Elune's cradle. As long as they are functioning normally, Star Soul can grow healthily.

During the war, the furnace of will has another function, that is, it can coordinate the operation of the creator engine, so that a continuous stream of mine-forged soldiers are created from the engine. These steel soldiers that were contaminated with Titan energy when they were created Void creatures such as the ancient gods have a restraining effect. That was when they defeated the dark empire that the ancient gods built in the world.

Therefore, after Loken was corrupted by Yogg-Saron's whisper, this intelligent guardian destroyed the order of the guardian system with one hand, but he was lonely stationed in the Lightning Hall, just to prevent the creator engine from being reactivated... Even Yogg-Saron will be afraid of the endless, endless mine-forged soldiers who have destroyed everything.

But now that the mortals have entered the Lightning Hall, and the traitor Elonaya is standing on their side, Loken can be sure that the mortal may have mastered the secrets of the world's melting pot, although he is not willing to follow Yogg-Sa Long’s dark order, although he still has the will to rebel in his heart, he is also unwilling to see the furnace of will fall into the hands of mortals, and the creator’s engine is reopened...Once the mortals control the Leizhu Legion, then the solid Audu Oh, there is also the danger of being captured.

Yogg-Saron will not allow this future to appear, so before he withdraws from Ulduar, he must destroy the furnace of will and at least prevent it from functioning properly.

"I advise you not to do this..."

Just the moment Loken's finger was about to be pressed against the buttons on the console, a calm voice rang behind Loken. The breath of death contained in the voice made the guardian turn back subconsciously, and then he saw a silent hole opening Lord Tyrion, who walked out of the channel of the dead world, holding the stick of mist, was looking at him with an indifferent look.

There was a hint of sternness and warning in his eyes.

"The things in your hands are of great significance to me and my brothers."

Having been paying attention to the storm cliff war, but at this time Tyrion finally intervened softly:

"If it is destroyed for a little bit, my mood will be very bad, so... take your hand away and back away, I am not in a mood to chat with you now."

"who are you?"

Loken felt the kind of menacing threat from the Lord’s body. It was a kind of life, no matter what form, it felt when facing the true essence of death, like putting a finger in a candlelight. The sting is like the fear of standing on the edge of a cliff, like the threat of a knife on the neck.

It was a very unpleasant feeling that people couldn't help but want to fight back.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Tyrion ignored the spark of Titan's power shining from Loken's hand, and he walked toward the console in diameter.

"Just like you are meaningless...I heard that your title is the Guardian of Wisdom? This shows that you have the first-class wisdom among the Guardians, but it may not be the case in my opinion..."

"You and Yogg-Saron are messing up, this behavior really makes me unable to understand, you see..."

The Lord Lord asked slowly:

"I always think that wisdom is always the most precious thing in the world, and you call yourself the guardian of wisdom. If you think that you have gained wisdom, then you still feel that you are missing something, so that you have turned to Yogg- Salon?"

"But in my opinion, even at this moment, you still behave like a lack of wisdom, so I am curious, what do you get from your dark master?"

This bitter taunt made Loken's blue eyes flash a little annoyed. He took a step forward and protected the console behind him. He held the scepter in both hands and looked at the big lord like a ant in front of him. Shouted to:

"You foolish mortal, what do you know! Yogg-Saron showed me a dark future in which there is no me, no you, nothing...you have ever felt real despair ? Have you ever seen the tragedy of extinction? I am protecting you, I am protecting the world in my way! Do you think you are smarter than me?"

"Look what this says."

The big lord smiled sarcastically, and he flicked his fingers:

"Isn't the Titans all dead? Isn't it that your creators are all annihilated? What kind of secret is it? You so-called guardians are all cowardly fools, and the death of the Titans defeated all your will And perseverance, exposed your fragile mind like a child!"

Speaking of which, the Lord Lord said in a funny tone:

"Ah, the Titan is dead, we are not saved, this world is not saved, so I have to kneel in front of the **** of the ancients, and pray for its mercy so that I can continue to live... treat the chaotic order as It is a substitute for filling in the emptiness of the mind, arguing with greed and folly."

"Really...stupid!"

Tyrion’s voice became very cold at this moment:

"Go away! Loken, you are not qualified to stand in front of me... even as a scum, you are a crappy and unqualified liar, coward... of course, you were not mine from the beginning problem!"

"So, what are you waiting for? Avengers..."

Following the call of the High Lord, three people in black cloaks walked out of the dead world passage behind the High Lord, just like the three shadows covered by the cloak, the moment they stepped on the ground of the Lightning Hall, The man in the cloak reached out and opened his hood, revealing the face cast in bronze steel.

And that face made the angry Loken panic at this moment.

He was like a bear kid who was found to have done something wrong by his parents. He stumbled back a few steps. He pointed to that face, and he screamed loudly:

"Lei! Impossible... It's impossible, you've...you're already... missing?"

"I'm sorry that my cowardice has brought such terrible disaster to my brothers...When I woke up from that long self-blame, I was shocked to find that everything I cherished was dead! "

Lei moved forward, and every time he took a step, his body swelled by one point. After a few steps, he had changed back to the previous giant. The body of the big guardian was surrounded by thunder, and he used a kind of With sad and angry eyes on Loken in front of him, he shouted loudly:

"I'm sorry and shocked, Loken! How can you do such an ugly thing, the most wise brother of us... Tyre, the bravest and most honest brother of us, you insulted him! Why? !"

"Not me! Not me!"

Faced with Lei's questioning, Loken, who was still calm just now, panicked. He was like a liar who wanted to cover his eyes. He waved his hands and kept retreating, explaining incoherently:

"Yog-Saron did it! Not me! I tried to remind Tyre, but he couldn't listen to my explanation at all, he assigned his men to steal the Nogannon disc, and Yogg-Saron feared maybe Olgaron, the guardian of the coming gods, has awakened its most evil warrior and murdered Tyre!"

"But all this has nothing to do with me!"

"you are lying!"

At the moment, Azadas, the shaper behind him, was completely irritated by Loken's clever tongue. He took a step forward, holding the shaping scepter, pointing at Loken, who was more ugly, and rebuked:

"Sir Tyre asks you to focus on the big picture, let him enter Ulduar, and reawaken the guardians who have been completely chaotic. How did you answer him?"

"I was right next to Chief Tyre. I heard it clearly. You laughed at us and said that we were "delusional." You also persuaded us to obey you and obey Yogg-Saron. You said, "The fire of hope has Extinguished"!"

Faced with the angry expression mixed in the disappointment of Lei and Azadas, Loken knew that all the rebuttals were useless. He took the scepter in his hand and planned to fight again.

However, at this moment, the last silent hood man also stepped forward, he lifted the hood, revealing his handsome face, and between the twine of thunder, Torim took off his enemies from behind The warhammer Umir, who was frightened by the wind, pointed the splattered hammer on Loken, who was even uglier in front of his eyes. The infatuated guardian asked in a deadly tone:

"Tell me, my brother..."

"My wife Schiff... who was killed in the end?"

"is that you?"

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