26. Game with Death--Watching the Brothers of the Paws for Baby's Love [1/16]
"I don't like elementals, Tyrion."
Watching the Tide Hunter disappear into the water like a maelstrom, amid the beating of the silver light curtain covering the beach, the voice of Elune, the spirit of the world, sounded in the center of the great lord's mind, like a
Like a sullen girl, she complained:
"These elemental creatures are unruly and rebellious. They always do things according to their temper. Back then, they followed the ancient gods, and the world was almost destroyed by them. And Neptulon was the one who made the most trouble back then.
One of the elements, I can still remember the scene when the water element king set off a worldwide ocean tide and tried to submerge the entire world's surface."
"It is the same as the other three elemental kings, not worthy of trust!"
"This has nothing to do with trust, little Elune."
The great lord stood on the beach, looking at the sea that was gradually calming down in front of him, and he said softly:
"You need them. The Dark Pantheon has arrived. Between the time we defeat Sargeras, I no longer have any extra energy to protect you. My warriors have to focus on the difficult battlefield, and I,
Find a glimmer of hope for you and the world in the dark road ahead."
"After we leave this world, these elements will be your power until you are strong enough to no longer need their protection and you will remember what I told you, as the World Spirit, as the last known among the stars.
As a Titan, you shoulder the mission of rebuilding the Pantheon. In this process, you not only need spokespersons to convey your goodwill, but also an army to spread your majesty!"
"Elements, they are indeed unruly, but they are very good warriors, and there are elements in every world in the stars. Listen to me, Elune Sargeras's approach to cleansing the stars is wrong.
But its execution ideas are worth learning from.”
Tyrion advised Elune:
"Sargeras uses chaotic creatures like demons to achieve his own goals, and you also need your legion. If you want to fight against Sargeras and reshape the order of the stars, you need an army like the Burning Legion.
Invincible army! And they are always by your side, do you understand what I mean?"
"I see."
Elune let out a human sigh and said:
"I understand what you mean, and I also know that what you say is right, but relying solely on myself, can I really reshape this devastated world of stars? Tyrion, I am a little worried."
"It's too far away to think about that now, girl."
The high lord looked back and saw that Dornan's contract ceremony had been completed. He took the initiative to end the conversation with Elune and said:
"If you and I, and the world, cannot survive the final battle of Sargeras, then these are meaningless fantasies. So, let us focus on the road under our feet. Elune, at least for now, raises
Recharge your batteries. After N'Zoth is beheaded, I need you to restore the world spirit to its proper state as quickly as possible. Can you do it?"
"able!"
Elune responded confidently. A moment later, just like when she came, the will of the world spirit quietly disappeared again, and at the next moment, a perfect body appeared from behind like the sweetness of a lover.
Like an attack, he suddenly fell on the back of the great lord. The long purple hair with the light of the void was scattered on the shoulders of the great lord. In his ears, there was the sweet voice of Xal'atath:
"My dear, I helped your daughter complete the ritual. I also helped you create the void elf you wanted. I created a race for you out of thin air. Why don't you reward me?"
Tyrion was not wearing armor. He could clearly feel that there was a soft and warm body and two raised little points rubbing against his back, and Xal'atath's legs that could make any male go crazy.
Hooked tightly around his waist, this beautiful gesture failed to change the expression of the great lord. He said to Xal'atath behind him in a gentle voice:
"If you can get off me, I will give you any reward you want. My daughter is still looking at me! Please don't be so rude in front of children, Ms. Xalatas."
Hearing the big lord's dry response, the purple eyes of the fifth ancient goddess in flesh and blood flashed with a boring light, but the big lord's words made her interested again. She ignored it and put her hands on her hips, saying fiercely
Staring at her little hoof Dornan, she deliberately raised her chest, teasing the great lord like a boneless beauty snake, while whispering:
"Really? My Tyrion, will you really give me anything I want?"
"certainly."
The high lord's fingers moved slightly, and his body was like quicksand in the world of death, drifting in the wind in Xalatath's arms, and reappeared next to Dornan. While he touched his daughter's head, he said to
The impudent Fifth Ancient God Miss said:
"As you all know, I am a very generous lord. If you have completed your mission, you deserve to be rewarded."
"Tell me, Lady Xal'atas, what do you want from me?"
Tyrion asked, and Xal'atath did not hesitate at all. She stepped forward, reached out and brushed her charming long purple hair, then straightened her robe, then flicked her finger, and a delicate flower blossomed.
A red rose appeared on the fingertips of the fifth ancient god.
The next moment, under Dornan's shocked gaze, this shameless woman knelt on one knee in front of her father. Her beautiful face was full of romance like a little girl. She
Handing the rose to Tyrion, she said in the gentlest voice:
"Then, the reward I want is"
"Stay with me, Tyrion Dawnblade, I only want you!"
"Ahem"
Before the high lord could answer, the slight cough from the Blood Mistress resounded in the high lord's mind intentionally or unintentionally. Alleria was trying to warn her man in this way.
Answer carefully, I'm looking at you!
Tyrion was also stunned by Xal'atath's unconventional move, but then without much hesitation, he reached out his hand, took the red rose, and then inserted the rose in the
He patted Dornan's head and said to Xal'atath:
"This is my daughter, Ms. Xalatas. I have two other adopted daughters, an adopted son, and a troublesome little girl to take care of. I have already married, so unfortunately, I cannot accept your love.
meaning."
"Let's change the reward."
The great lord shrugged and said expressionlessly:
"Anything but this will do."
"Tch, boring!"
The young lady with long purple hair stood up with an unhappy face. She glanced at Dornan with a hateful look, which made the hair on her little hooves stand on end. The resentment of the fifth ancient god was terrifying. At this moment, even Dornan
The elemental power that had just stabilized in Nan's body was turbulent again, but the great lord took a step to the outside, blocking the eyes of Xalatas and Dornan. He looked at the fifth ancient god and said:
"Tell me, Xal'atath, my patience is running out. What do you want?"
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The purple-haired girl played with a tuft of her hair and rolled her purple eyes. She seemed to be thinking and hesitating. After a moment, she looked at Tyrion again:
"Is anything really okay?"
"Um."
The great lord nodded.
"That's good!"
Xal'atath snorted, put one hand on her hip, stretched out her hand towards Tyrion, and said:
"You have two weak souls of ancient gods in your hands, give me one! You rejected my courtship, which makes me very sad, so I want to eat and drink to comfort my wounded heart!"
"Father!"
Before the great lord could respond, Dornan nervously held Tyrion's hand. Little Hooves was no longer a child. She knew very well the dangers of the ancient gods.
God can easily imprison an elemental lord in the erosion of death. Once she fuses the souls of other ancient gods, she will become even more powerful.
This is a very dangerous thing.
"Don't promise her, father! She must be brewing some dangerous plot."
"Hey, little girl, what are you talking about?"
Dornan's speech made Miss Xalatas very dissatisfied. She put her hands on her hips and said to Dornan:
"How can you slander someone's reputation out of thin air? It's in vain that I helped you get rid of that angry elemental lord just now, and this is how you treat your friends? Besides, when adults speak, children should stop interrupting!"
"you!"
Dornan's character is also very fiery. This little hooves wanted to refute that shameless woman, but was stopped by his father.
The high lord looked at Xal'atath, with a hint of scrutiny in his ice-blue eyes, while Xal'atath faced Tyrion's scrutiny calmly. She even reached out to pull the clothes off her chest.
He moved it outwards, revealing the dizzying white "fat", and like a qualified gentleman, the lord withdrew his gaze at this moment.
He coughed lightly:
"I hope you understand one thing, Xal'atath, the power of death spreads at the core of your existence. Judging from the comparison of your strength and mine, even if you eat a weak soul of the ancient god,
It is impossible for you to break away from the shackles of death. If you plan to win freedom in this way, you might as well take this opportunity and tell me directly and let me give you freedom."
"Looking at the two things you have accomplished, I will consider this request, so I will ask one last time, have you really decided?"
"Of course I have decided, dear."
Miss Xalatas showed a sweet and sweet signature smile, and the black hair on her head flicked back and forth, which seemed to represent her good mood. She said:
"I want the soul of the ancient god to restore some strength to better serve my dear family. Don't you feel my burning love? My Tyrion, my beloved, your indifference
It really makes me sad. Do you think I will betray you? I even made our common "children" for you, those newly born void elves, they are the "crystallization of our love"
"ah!"
Dornan made a sound like retching, and she said to her father:
"I can't listen to you anymore, Dad, this is so disgusting. I have to leave. Maybe Mom will have a "talk" with you tonight, so be prepared in advance~"
After saying that, the little hooves took a few steps back with a smirk. She glared at Xal'atath fiercely, and then walked into the elemental gate transmitted by the astral world. On this island, there were only
The Highlord and Xal'atath.
There was silence between the two until tens of seconds later, the high lord waved his hand, and a mist-like key fell into Xal'atath's hands. Tyrion looked at her and said:
"This is the key to sealing C'Thun. The half-dead soul of the ancient god belongs to you."
"But you remember, Xal'atath"
"I can defeat you once, and I will naturally defeat you a second time. You'd better not have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. You should understand that you should have died a long time ago. The only reason why you are still alive is because of me.
I hope you're alive, that's all."
"Your fate is already in your own hands. Make your decision carefully, madam."
After saying that, the body of the high lord slowly dissipated in the blue mist of death. After confirming that the high lord had left this world, the warm emotion in Xal'atath's eyes suddenly dissipated at this moment. She looked down at her hand.
The key, a chill that made people shudder flash across her narrowed eyes.
Of course she knew that her risky request had touched the great lord's bottom line, but she succeeded in the end.
But what Xalatath is most confused about now, and what is most uncertain, is whether Tyrion has really begun to trust her when he gave her the key, or is this another test of loyalty?
Or is the worst case scenario, the beginning of another conspiracy? Just like the one he set up to lure Kil'jaeden to his death?
Although the longer the contact with Tyrion is, the more the fifth ancient god can understand the big lord's way of thinking. In Tyrion's behavior style, loyalty is not the most important factor. In the Dark Blade Legion,
There are also various ideas circulating. Tyrion never seems to control those dangerous ideas. He seems to only choose people based on ability and does not consider these other factors.
But the more this happened, the more unsure Xalatas felt.
"What on earth do you think, Tyrion!"
The fifth ancient god clenched the cold fog key in her hand, and she whispered:
"You really don't care?"
In the end, Xal'atath couldn't figure out the reason. She was still a little hesitant, but now that she had the key, it meant that she had to give it a try.
Yes, the fifth ancient god has never been loyal to anyone except the void. She is about to embark on an adventure. The potential of the world spirit Elune is so great that it is not just the eyes of the Dark Titan.
Placed here, even the void on the other side of the world has never looked away.
If Xal'atath wins the final battle, she will be able to obtain the most powerful warrior for the void, get rid of the two most troublesome enemies, and usher in her most glorious promotion.
But if she loses
I am afraid that the Void side will lose Azeroth forever, the most important battlefield among the stars, and together with her, she will be completely destroyed physically and mentally.
Ah, this card game that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years has finally come to stud time.