Shadow closed the document in her hand, raised her head, and reported to the great lord in front of her:
"Great Lord, this is all the progress so far."
"We can be sure that Kil'jaeden the Deceiver and his fleet will enter Azeroth through the space rift opened by the Nightwell within 10-15 days. According to what our warlocks have observed,
, this will be an unprecedented invasion, the scale of which will even exceed the ancient war 10,000 years ago."
"The demon fleets began to gather in the Azeroth sector a few years ago. They are elite fleets from 33 sectors, plus the eredar fleet commanded by Kil'jaeden. The starships of
The total number is likely to exceed 10,000 ships, and the number of demons is conservatively estimated to reach between 800-12 million, which is a force that can easily destroy Azeroth."
"If the demons continue to adopt the previous battle plan and enter the planet to fight us, then we may still have a chance of winning."
The shadow paused, she looked at the great lord with a calm face, and said:
"The most worrying thing now is that if the demons of the Burning Legion do not plan to fight us on land, but use the destructive weapons of starships to attack our world among the stars, or simply destroy Ai
Stars in the Xerath galaxy, then there is nothing we can do. After all, judging from the current level of world civilization, we are not yet capable of stopping such an extraterrestrial attack."
"Don't worry about this, Nasa."
The great lord waved his finger, interrupting his subordinates' worries. A glimmer of light flashed in his ice-blue eyes, and he said:
"The Pillars of Creation are what Sargeras needs. Although the Pillars of Creation have powerful energy, they are not indestructible. This can be seen from the broken Tide Stone. If the demons really plan to use their
If the fleet completely annihilates this planet, then the Pillars of Creation will be buried with Azeroth!"
"It would be impossible for the demons to complete Sargeras' mission, and they do not have the courage to disobey the Dark Titan."
The great lord stood up, walked down the steps to the throne step by step, and said:
"Even if they are really crazy and want to launch attacks from the stars, there is actually nothing to fear! The Titan Guardians of Ulduar have repaired several energy towers left by the Pantheon in Azeroth.
At the critical moment, the Titan energy of the Origin Forge will be injected into it, and a world-class protective barrier will be opened outside the planet. Azeroth may be destroyed, but it will never be destroyed by weak bombardment."
"The question is, how do we fight back?"
Shadow asked again:
"Are we just going to hide in the protective barrier and watch the demons show off their power among the stars?"
"The answer to this question is what I want to show you today, follow me!"
The big lord walked to the shadow, he waved his hand, and a crack leading to the death world opened in the hall of the dark temple. The big lord stepped into it, and the shadow did not hesitate and followed the leader into it.
On the other side, when Shadow stepped onto the land of the death realm, she found that there were already people standing on the platform of the ridge.
It's like a lively party.
Looking down from this platform, one can clearly see the steel gate standing in the valley of the wilderness of the dead world.
Shadow recognized that door. It was the Supreme Gate moved back from Odin's Warragar Fortress. It was an "altar" used for soul and heroic spirit conversion rituals, but the steel door in front of him seemed to be the same as Shadow's memory.
The Supreme Gate is different.
It is no longer a luxurious golden color, as if it has undergone complex transformation, making it look like a black temple, and on the mountain walls on both sides of the magnificent gate, there are several more statues wearing
Hoods, giant sculptures holding black swords, the masons of the dead world have redecorated this valley, probably to make this place more ritualistic. In short, this valley now looks like a human myth.
Some kind of legendary altar.
Some lichs were busy around the altar, inspecting the magic circles carved on each stone. Around the altar, the Death Titan guards holding dragoon spears were performing security tasks. Those tall rock creatures were
The appearance adds a layer of solemnity, solemnity and solemnity to this huge altar.
The shadows mixed in the crowd turned around and saw that those standing on the platform were almost all prominent figures from the Dark Blade Legion.
The Blood Matron, Grokush, Saurfang, Yrel, Luminas and his wife, Serent, several lords of the Blood Parliament, and Intelligence Director Maiev with several high-level agents.
Standing further away, on the ridge above the platform, there are still some Dark Blade sub-lords whispering to each other, as well as some leaders of the logistics system gathered together, and some guys with bad eyesight also brought
A complex telescope.
There are almost 3,000 high-level undead gathered here. If the fraudster is lucky enough to drop an object similar to the Eye of Sargeras here, then most of the superstructure of the entire Dark Blade Legion will be destroyed.
This resistance force that gives the demons a headache will fall apart in an instant.
"What is this doing?"
The shadow quickly came to Maiev, and she asked in a low voice:
"Is it related to the heroic spirits? Didn't you say that the research on this gate will take some time? Why did there suddenly be such a big commotion?"
"I also just received the invitation and came here, Nasa."
Maiev showed a slightly helpless expression and said:
"The Intelligence Bureau did not intervene in the research on the Supreme Gate. Everything here is personally responsible for the Archlich. As for whether they succeeded, I don't know, but looking at the current scene, it is estimated that progress has been made.
"
"Our boss is really calm. I didn't hear any news beforehand."
Maiev made a small complaint:
"It happened suddenly. I believe that most of the people here are as confused as us. But in any case, according to Tyrion's acting style, he and his casters may have really cracked the heroic spirit.
The secret... Speaking of which, Nasa, would you like me to recommend you? Let you experience the feeling of a heroic spirit?"
"No."
Shadow shook her head and refused. She looked at the black steel door below and said:
"I'm fine just the way I am."
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes under the shadow mask, and she became a little silent:
"Besides, I want to work with you to train your nieces and nephews to become great people. I still have concerns about this world. Such concerns prevent me from embarking on this road of promotion for the time being. You also know that,
This is a road of no return. Once we become Heroic Spirits, we will never be able to enter the human world again with a flesh and blood body... We will completely cut off our connection with Azeroth."
A gentle light flashed in Maiev's eyes. She stretched out her hand and held Nasa's slender waist. She said:
"But this is also the path we must embark on. The Dark Blade's group promotion is destined. No one can stop Tyrion's will. From today on, the name of the Dark Blade will gradually disappear in the world until it is completely dissipated. But
It will resound across the boundless stars, and our stories will eventually become nonsense legends among mortals, passed down from generation to generation. You and me, and others, we will all be forgotten by that world. After we save that world
after..."
"It sounds so bleak, but if you think about it carefully, this ending means to us..."
Nasa leaned her head slightly on Maiev's shoulder. She looked at the dark giant door in the valley below and whispered:
“It’s actually pretty good.”
While Maiev and Nasa were enjoying the tender moment, at the front of the platform, the great lord also held his wife's slender waist. The two of them were watching the three things that were mixed together bit by bit: death, arcane magic and elements.
At the altar activated by power, Tyrion's eyes were calm, but deep in his eyes, there was also a sense of relief.
He lowered his head and kissed his wife's hair, and said:
"I fulfilled my promise to them, Alleria, and I shaped the final path to promotion for the Dark Blade."
"From today on, we, our friends, and our soldiers will truly become eternal people... The war in Azeroth is coming to an end. After crossing the final battle, we will enter
In your new life, I will take you to travel among the stars and see scenery that mortals can never imagine."
"From now on, no one can separate us."
Her husband's whisper made the Blood Mistress subconsciously hug Tyrion's arm tightly. She looked at her husband with a little worry and said:
"You're tired, right? Everything in this world makes you feel tired, I can feel it."
"No."
With a smile on Tyrion's face, he whispered to his wife:
"I'm not tired, I just feel that the shackles are coming off. Soon, I will be truly free. This is something worth looking forward to. There are so many secrets in the stars, and I can finally explore them freely. Of course
, with you."
After saying that, the great lord saw the great lich standing by the altar waving his hand, which meant that all preparations had been completed. Tyrion took a deep breath, let go of his wife's hand, and then turned back
Looking at his brothers and sisters behind him, the brothers who had been following him since he was weak and never leaving him, he nodded slightly to them.
"This is for you, friends."
The great lord took a step forward, and in the invisible air, it seemed as if there were invisible stairs carrying his body, allowing him to stroll down in the air and into the valley of the Heroic Spirit Altar. He was finally suspended in the
In front of the huge black door, behind him, the pale death, the blue arcana and the four-color changing elemental light were beating like harmonious water waves in the valley, making the valley of the death realm all immersive.
It becomes like a dreamland.
Tyrion stood there, looking at the senior officials of the Dark Blade Legion on the ridge ahead. He recognized all of them. These were the mainstays of the Dark Blade Legion he had created, like tightly coupled gears in a running instrument.
The lack of any one of them will cause the entire machine to stall, and no matter who stands in front of Tyrion, no matter how powerful the person blocking the way is, the group of people in front of him will never leave him.
They had done so much for Tyrion, and now it was time for the High Lord to realize the future they had been promised.
"Companions of the Dark Blade."
The high lord spread his hands, his ice-blue eyes were clear, and he said in a gentle yet majestic voice:
"Today, I call you here to announce something. I am here, at this time, in front of you, as a leader and companion, to announce to you... The glorious day of the Dark Blade has been
arrival!"
All the Dark Blade Knights raised their heads. No one spoke or moved. Their eyes were all focused on their leader. The Death Lords in the front row raised their heads proudly. The man in front of them was their leader.
He has never let them down, and today, he bestows upon them infinite blessings as a reward for this endless battle.
Today, Dark Blade... will truly be upgraded!
"it is known..."
"Where we come from, those creatures spend their entire lives searching for the meaning of existence. Believers claim that they are working hard to build heaven..."
"There are still terrible things happening in their paradise, and only the dead know that paradise does not exist, because if it exists, then we should know about it and enter it!"
"Because of this, the noisy world of the living disgusts all of us."
"We have embarked on the road of death, we have entered the darkness. Once upon a time, we thought we could only survive in the darkness!"
Tyrion's voice echoed in the valley, as if telling a story, brief and powerful:
"But today, the hopeless future has been broken, the true fate of the dead has been revealed, and it is behind me..."
"The dark fantasy conceived by death is right before our eyes, within reach!"
"And I, I give this ultimate fantasy to you, my friends, my warriors, my brothers..."
"Accept it bravely! Then join me on the final battlefield!"
"We will live forever in Victory Day!"
The great lord took a deep breath, raised his hands and clenched them into fists. Under the gaze of the dead, his voice became as majestic as the sound of steel:
"In the name of Lord Dark Blade, I hereby declare..."
"The era of flesh and blood intertwined with darkness is over..."
