In the top hall of the Black Temple, the High Lord was "talking" with his "good friend" Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.
Since Lord Kil'jaeden has had a very bad time in the past few days and has endured a lot of desperate and painful torture, he is now in great need of some spiritual comfort from a friend.
And when you are in pain and sadness, having a "good friend" by your side is naturally the best thing.
"You're crazy!"
The big lord's answer surprised even the fraudsters who had seen the big wind and waves. The soul of this big demon was incomplete, but it did not affect the operation of his thinking. No matter how crazy his thinking was, it was difficult to understand Tyrion.
The brain circuit at this time made Kil'jaeden unable to help but ask:
"Do you really understand what I'm talking about?"
"The arrival of the Dark Pantheon will devastate all life in your world. Sargeras not only has the fallen titan Aggramar under his command, but also Argus, the mature protoss annihilator from my world. We call him Nirvana.
Argus the Destroyer, he is also in the Dark Pantheon of Sargeras! Those are two Titans!"
"Two tramplers and destroyers who are about to come to this world with the fire of destruction"
"Thank you for your explanation, my friend, but I have to say it again"
The great lord shook the empty wine glass in his hand and said in a calm tone:
"That's exactly what I want."
"Why?"
The big devil asked in a tone full of doubts:
"Isn't it enough to successfully escape the destruction of the Burning Legion to satisfy your arrogant ambition? What on earth gives you such crazy self-confidence that you think you can fight against the ultimate power in the stars? Do you know
, the servants of the Dark Pantheon have taken root in your world, and in the shadows you don’t see, the fire of destruction is already burning!”
"If I were you, before the final doomsday comes, I will use all my strength to escape from this world that is destined to die."
The confusion on Kil'jaeden's face turned into a kind of prophetic pity, but it was more like a touch of ridicule and the relief of knowing that the end was coming and the great revenge would be avenged. He said:
"Run away quickly, Tyrion, run away quickly. I know you are very unwilling. After doing so much, you still can't get the victory and survival you desire. I know the feeling of failure, but we should learn to accept cruelty.
Just bow your head and admit the reality, you can’t win!”
"You won't know whether you can win or not, you have to fight to know."
The high lord was not angry because of Kil'jaeden's sarcasm. It was rude to vent his anger on such a miserable soul. He just flicked his fingers and said calmly:
"And that's the trouble I need to face, so I won't bother you. Speaking of which, Sir Kil'jaeden, I still have a question. I hope you can answer it for me."
"I heard that the Dark Titan needs the Pillars of Creation to determine the location of the Titan's soul hidden among the stars, and what I'm curious about is, if the Pillars of Creation are returned to him, then the Dark Pantheon under his command,
How long will it take to find those wandering Titan Souls among the stars?"
"Why should I answer you?"
Kil'jaeden retorted fiercely:
"It was your machinations that put me in this situation, it was you who made me betray my family, it was you who sent me into the trap of death. Do I really have the obligation to answer your questions for you?"
"No, you have no such obligation."
Tyrion's five fingers slowly tightened at this moment. The pale, fine lightning danced in the five fingers. The pure and cold death power was like a tangled chain, tightening more and more on Kil'jaeden's remnant soul.
The tighter it got, the soul that had just been "glued" together showed signs of breaking. The familiar pain of being ripped apart, muscles and bones crushed, and the will crushed, made the fraudster unable to help but let out a painful whimper.
.
And in the reflection of the pale light, a gloomy and cold look appeared on the big lord's thin cheeks, making him look like a real villain.
"But I have to remind you, Mr. Fraudster, look at your current situation."
"As you said, people must learn to bow to reality."
"I'm giving you a chance, Kil'jaeden, to completely tear apart your soul and search for the answers I want from all your memories. It's nothing more than a waste of more time. I don't want to waste this time. I believe you do too.
I don’t want to suffer this kind of pain and humiliation anymore. After all, you were once a decent person. What I mean is”
"Cherish this opportunity and don't be shameless!"
This unabashed oppression and the disdain revealed in the words of the great lord made the fraudster extremely anxious. As the king of demons, when had he suffered such humiliation in the past ten thousand years?
But taking a step back, even in the midst of extreme rage, the great devil's cold dark wisdom reminded him that what Tyrion said was right.
He has failed.
He was completely defeated, his body was damaged and his soul was incomplete.
There is no possibility for him to make a comeback. Even if he persists like this, he will not get anything except more pain and humiliation. The Dark Titan will not give him power and salvation again because of his perseverance.
.
As Sargeras' lieutenant, Kil'jaeden knows his dark master's style of behavior better than any demon. Sargeras cannot tolerate repeated failures, even if the fraudster tries to escape back to Argus, because
This disastrous defeat will also be ruthlessly destroyed by the Dark Titan, which will be the true destruction of body and spirit.
His persistence was meaningless. His current silence and rebuttal were more caused by his own pride as a great demon. But when he was defeated by Velen, this dignity as the king of demons had long since disappeared.
dissipate.
Thinking of this, Kil'jaeden, who was being entangled and tortured by the power of death, seemed to have truly understood his current situation. Amidst the jumping and imprisonment of the pale lightning, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
"Enough! Stop this! I'll tell you"
"But I want a decent death."
The big devil closed his eyes and said with despair at this moment:
"I am the demon king of the Burning Legion, and I am the leader of the Eredar demons. I need a decent funeral! I need to rest in peace. If you can promise me, I will give you all the news you need!"
Upon hearing this request, the great lord blinked his eyes and said:
"Okay, I promise you."
"As the Dark Blade Legion expands across the stars, I will announce to the entire stars that Kil'jaeden the Deceiver is dead. He died as a demon should. He was buried in Azeroth and on the battlefield.
He has lived up to his mission. He has found true rest. If you need it, I can take out your bones hidden in the sea. At some point in the future, I will be on the ruins of Argus,
Build you a tomb belonging to the great devil."
The High Lord looked at Kil'jaeden's soul and said:
"So, are you satisfied?"
"That's it. It's best to bury me in Mac'Aree, deep inside the Archon's Seat. That's the place where I once lived and the resting place of my dreams. I hope you can go there in person.
Bury my bones, you are my recognized opponent, I hope to gain your respect and you must go there in person!"
Kil'jaeden's eyes flashed with a vague murderous intent, but it was fleeting.
Seeing the great lord nodding in agreement, the fraudster nodded with satisfaction.
His last request was finally met, and in the ruins of Mac'Aree's Archon's Seat, only a great demon like him knew what kind of terrifying things were hidden there, which no life would dare to approach.
In the land of despair, this can be regarded as his final revenge against Tyrion.
"Hammer of Khaz'goroth, you sent those traitorous bastards to the Pillars of Creation on Argus. I saw with my own eyes that Sargeras obtained the location of the soul of Khaz'goroth the Shaper from that relic.
"
The big devil said eloquently:
"Within 15 days after that, a certain fleet loyal to Sargeras was transferred to an unknown place among the stars. When they returned, they used a giant soul stone to bring back the shaping
The sleeping Titan Soul of Khaz'goroth, so if you insist on me giving you an exact time."
"After the Pillars of Creation were sent back, it took about 20-30 days for the Titan Souls scattered among the stars to be found and transported back to Argus."
The fraudster's answer made the high lord silent for a few seconds. He flicked his fingers and then asked:
"Where will the captured Titan souls be placed?"
"Where else?"
The deceiver spread his claws and said loudly:
"Use your dead mind and think about it. Sargeras brought those Titan souls back just to corrupt them and make them members of his own dark pantheon. The world of Argus is where the most powerful evil energy surges.
, right in the deepest part of the Burning Throne of Antorus, there is a Whispering Fallen Temple, where the three fallen masters who destroyed the Witch Coven are corrupting the souls of Titans day and night!"
"Agramar and Argus are all masterpieces they subverted with their evil energy! Khaz'goroth the Shaper is undergoing the painful transformation and fall, then Eonar the Breeder of Life, Gorgonas the Screamer,
Norgannon, Keeper of Mysteries, and then Aman'Thul, Lord of the Gods."
"The Dark Titan longs for the help of his former brothers. He fights the void creatures alone in the void. Although he is extremely powerful, he also has limits. He cannot overview the overall situation. To be honest, if it is not your world spirit
Elune has been infected by the void, then Elune will also be stripped of her will and brought to Argus to undergo corruption and corruption."
The fraudster said with some regret:
"She also had the opportunity to follow Sargeras to save the stars."
"save?"
The high lord snorted, stood up, held Kil'jaeden's soul, and said:
"Kill all the life and miracles nurtured in these stars, and use ruins and ashes to respond to the corruption of the void. This is the "salvation" in Sargeras's eyes? How twisted must his soul be? How desperate must he be to think of this?
Nonsense way to save yourself”
"He is wrong! Kil'jaeden, we will prove it!"
Tyrion whispered:
"Ashes can indeed breed hope, but the way he executed it was wrong."
"Haha, whatever you think."
The great devil stretched his soul and was ready to accept the coming of rest. He said:
"I still don't think there are creatures in these stars that can stop the Dark Titan's will. Even though you have achieved unprecedented feats, even though you have defeated the Legion's invasion three times, our existence and the fear and annihilation brought by the Dark Titan
Compared to that, it’s not worth mentioning at all.”
"But since you are so confident, then maybe I should bless you?"
Kil'jaeden's voice was filled with undisguised ridicule and sarcasm. He closed his eyes and said:
"Come on, kill me! Give me my final rest! Then bury me in Mac'Aree"
"The story of Kil'jaeden the Deceiver is over"
"Shua"
But the high lord did not kill him. On the contrary, with a flick of his finger, Kil'jaeden's remnant soul was thrown into the darkness in front of him, where stood a silent Knight of Scourge.
Velen changed into a new set of armor.
It's still the classic black, with the helmet full of black spikes, and the cloak covering the body on the back. He stands quietly in the darkness, like a sculpture, and behind him, he carries a handful of blood.
The red war scythe is decorated with a demon skull. This heavy steel war scythe is shaped into an exaggerated shape. The layers of metal that fit together give the weapon visible lethality.
At the end of the war scythe, there is also a piece of elite blood stone, and under the stone, there are sharp bone spurs fastened by chains.
It is worth noting that at the core of the war scythe, the skull filled with a halo of blood is the processed skull of the Deceiver.
"I've got something for you, Viren."
The great lord waved his hand:
"Have fun with this dishonest guy! He thought he could hide it from me. He thought I didn't know what kind of creature was hidden in Mac'Aree's Archon's Seat. A god of the void who devours all things, haha
."
"Tyrion! You promised to give me rest!"
The deceiver's shrill scream sounded in the darkness, like an innocent soul seeking his life:
"You promised me! You bitch! Liar! You shameless bitch! Curse you, I curse you!!"
"I promised you, poor Kil'jaeden, but Velen did not promise you."
Tyrion watched Velen's figure disappear into the darkness. He crossed his arms and walked to the edge of the dark temple platform, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky. A sharp light danced in his eyes.
The legion has been routed
Next, it’s time to deal with the threat of the Dark Pantheon, and then, the final battle.
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"Velan, listen to me, you don't have to do this!"
In the dim passage of the Black Temple, Kil'jaeden's voice echoed in the hearts of the silent Scourge Knights. The great demon persuaded his former brother that he had already "died" once in the hands of Velen, and he knew that he
How "cruel" this brother is now.
"I know I'm sorry for you, I know I've done a lot of wrong things, I don't dare to ask for your forgiveness, I just want to say, give me a break, Viren, my brother, I just want a complete end!"
Faced with the deceiver's plea, the Scourge Knight lowered his head, a ray of light flashed in his blue eyes, and he stroked Kil'jaeden's remnant soul with his fingers, without any emotion, using a creepy expression.
, said softly with a numb scalp:
"It's all over, my brother Kil'jaeden, it's all over"
