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17. Walk with the Titans

The Azeroth Vanguard Army cooperated with Ethereal and began to race against time to build a wartime fortress in the world of Argus. Because the high command has set a strategy of "consumption and counterattack", the world of Argus, as the first battlefield, must be completed.

In order to fully connect with the world of Azeroth, on every line of defense, there are military-grade portals under construction leading to specific areas of Azeroth.

So that when the headquarters launches the "Final Battle Plan", the warriors of Argus can withdraw to Azeroth as quickly as possible.

In the strategy of the headquarters, the world of Argus will become a "quagmire" that consumes the power of the Burning Legion, and the real decisive battle will be fought in the world of Azeroth, which has a vast territory and a large number of soldiers. More importantly, according to the secret

The few words exchanged between the Dark Blade Legion and the headquarters indicate that only in the decisive battle in the world of Azeroth, can the mysterious Death World provide the greatest support to the soldiers of the Civilized Alliance.

As time goes by, observer Algalon has traveled back and forth between Azeroth and the stars several times. The news brought back by this protoss observer who can travel quickly among the stars is not optimistic.

According to Algalon, countless demons have already gathered in various star sectors. They only need to wait for the Dark Titan to arrive in the Azeroth sector and for Sargeras to open the door to the worlds. Then in the entire star sector,

The raging demonic frenzy will merge into this place of persistence and decisive battle.

The most important thing is that Sargeras, who came across the stars, has reached a galaxy 3 million light-years away from the Azeroth sector. According to the Dark Titan's footsteps, he will have at most one month.

, he will arrive in the Azeroth sector.

The Dark Titan walked unhurriedly, seemingly deliberately leaving enough time for the world of Azeroth to respond. He seemed to be in no rush to destroy this magical world, but wanted to wait for the world to be ready for all counterattacks before proceeding.

Use unrivaled power to teach the civilizations in these stars that dare to disobey him and do not know life and death a lesson.

The domineering power and majesty of the strongest creature in the stars, at the moment of this decisive battle, and in the interpretation of the path of destruction across the stars, appear so real and so despairing.

But the arrow is on the string and it has to be fired. No matter what the Dark Titan wants to do, no matter how powerful the Dark Titan is, the creatures in Azeroth and even the stars who have been exiled by the Burning Legion have no way out.

Wei, fight to the death!

"Wow"

The cracks in the dead world unfolded in a dead galaxy. Lord Saurfang, who controlled the body of the mechanical undead, carried his own twin swords filled with lightning, walked out with a staggering manner unique to the mechanical undead, and stepped on the ground.

On this strange quicksand planet, this is a barbaric land with no signs of life. Perhaps civilization was once born on this planet, but now, all the truth and history are buried under this vast yellow sand.

On the face of Saurfang's metal skull, the eyes made of two gems looked left and right, then stretched out his hand and crushed a teleportation stone engraved with Titan runes. After the message was sent, the man wearing a black dark blade

The mechanical skeleton in military uniform just stayed in place so quietly. More than ten minutes passed by in a flash. With the low roar of the engine, Saurfang raised the face of the metal skeleton and saw a golden shuttle.

In the yellow sand flying all over the sky, a dry sandstorm rolled up, spinning with a precise drift, suspended in front of the mechanical undead.

"Bang"

The hatch of the shuttle opened, and Mimiron, a mechanical guardian wearing strange armor, jumped out of the shuttle. The surface temperature of this mechanical guardian was extremely high, and there were even signs of melting on the strange armor outside his body. , it looks like it just took a bath in lava.

"Undead! You interrupted my important work!"

The short mechanical guardian stood in front of Saurfang with his beard blowing and his eyes wide. Mimiron looked at the expressionless mechanical undead in front of him, and he screamed:

"You better give me a good reason."

"According to the order of the great lord, I have sent you important 'materials'."

There is no expression on the metal skull face of Saurfang's mechanical undead, but he does not need an expression. This small, easy-to-move mechanical body is like clothing to the heroic spirit. In essence, this The body of a 2-meter-tall mechanical skeleton is no different from a 20-meter-tall war mecha.

With the waving of Saurfang's metal fingers, the crack in the death realm waiting for orders behind him opened again, like a passage filled with darkness. More than 30 mechanical undead silently pushed a huge, The black container with wheels underneath pushed it from the dead world into the vast yellow sand of this planet.

"This is?"

Mechanical guardian Mimiron felt a different kind of aura from this long box. A trace of surprise suddenly flashed across the round face of the mechanical dwarf. The pushers under his two short legs started. It spurted out flames like an engine, carrying the mechanical dwarf into the sky, and landed on the black container in front of him as if jumping.

Mimiron opened the observation port above the black box, and the completely bone-white face of Argus the Annihilator came into view, which really shocked Mimiron.

"This is the body of a Titan! But how did he become like this?"

The mechanical guardian's nervous yelling did not surprise Saurfang.

After being in contact with these seemingly majestic Titan guardians for a long time, it is not difficult to find that these Titan creations also have their own complete personalities and daily preferences, such as the great guardian Lai who likes calligraphy and likes to raise cats and dogs. Freya, the dog guardian of life, and the cat queen, Thorim, the storm guardian who likes to watch gladiatorial matches, and Mimiron, who loves engineering and is a bit crazy.

A few minutes later, after Mimiron had lost his nerve, the Death Lord said to the guardian:

"The high lord asked you to fuse the titan bodies of Aggramar and Argus to make a new body for Elune. Are there any questions?"

"Problem? Of course there is!"

Mimiron scratched his round head. On his round face, two funny thick eyebrows were raised, and he shouted to the Death Lord in front of him:

"Originally, only two healthy stars were needed. One was used to melt Aggramar's body, and then it was forged in the core of another star. Now there is another Titan body, which means We also need to find another healthy star, which will increase the calculation amount by three times! We also need to redesign the appearance of Lord Elune's titan body."

"She is a Titan lady who loves beauty, so the appearance of the Titan's body cannot appear bloated and thick. It must show the elegance of a lady, but must not lose strength. This is too troublesome! We had already made a plan, and now we have It’s time to start over! When time is the most important, it may be too late!”

"The appearance of the Titan's body does not need to be redesigned by you!"

Death Lord Saurfang took a roll of thick white drawings from the Spirit Knight behind him. He handed it to Mimiron and said:

"The high lord has already asked his servant Loki to design it. What you have to do is follow this drawing to create a perfect titan body for Lord Elune."

"Um?"

Mimiron snorted, and the mechanical guardian opened the blueprint in his hand suspiciously. At first glance, the dense markings were dizzying. It didn't look like a casting blueprint, but something similar to the Dark Blade Legion.

The assembly drawings of war mechas are made from countless precision parts assembled together, and then placed into the core of the star for final smelting and casting to achieve the final result of countless parts being integrated into one.

The final product on the drawing is also similar to a war machine. It uses beautiful geometric patterns and a futuristic sci-fi style. It looks more beautiful and more gorgeous than the body currently produced by Dark Blade. Most importantly,

Yes, behind this body, there is a pair of metal wings, which are not only decorations, but also special propeller and weapon designs.

Mimiron's mechanical eyes widened when he saw this drawing. After a moment, the mechanical dwarf raised his head and looked at Saurfang:

"If it is an assembly like this, then there should be enough time for melting and casting. This thing looks perfect. Can I ask, does this thing have a name?"

"have!"

Saurfang's mechanical skull nodded, and he said in a deep voice:

"It is a 'Destiny'-class machine specially designed for Lord Elune. The great lord calls it 'Goddess of Destiny'. He said that this is a birthday gift for Lord Elune."

"Fate?"

Mechanical Guardian Mimiron stroked the drawings in front of him with his stubby fingers. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sun hanging in the sky. In this remote galaxy, in the aperture of the healthy sun, in

In the center of the burning fireball, Aggramar's Titan body was placed in the core of the star in the shape of a "big".

Only in the hottest core of the sun, gathering the hottest flames among the stars, can the Titan's body be reforged. According to Mimiron, in order to cast Elune's Titan body, three people must be sacrificed.

Stars, at least 3 suns!

"Leave it to us!"

The mechanical guardian rolled up the design, and the mechanical dwarf said to the death lord in front of him in a rare and extremely serious manner:

"We will do our best to create the 'Goddess of Destiny' as quickly as possible! The rest will be left to you!"

"Um."

Saurfang nodded and said in a metallic voice:

"Then I'll leave it to you."



On the other side, in the vast world of death, Tyrion is sitting across from several special "guests". He did not choose to sit in the increasingly prosperous Dark Blade City, but in a valley in the Hell Abyss. This place is big enough.

Secret enough.

In the deep sea outside the valley, the death hydra Hela is sleeping there, guarding the surrounding areas.

There is a huge stone table carved from huge rocks in the valley, as well as 6 simple and tall back chairs, which are like 6 thrones. 6 special soul stones of different colors and shapes, the size of human heads, are suspended on each throne.

They rise and fall slightly in the air, looking quite strange, and on the stone table in front of the six back chairs, there are fruits special to the dead world, as well as enough fine wine.

It's like a grand banquet.

"Everyone."

The great lord was sitting on the main seat, with his hands crossed and his chin propped up. He wore a black eyepatch on his stern face, covering the abnormality in his left eye. There was no trace of emotion in his ice-blue right eye.

He looked at the six soul stones in front of him as calmly as death, and said:

"I invited you here today to discuss an important matter. Now, show up and meet us!"

With the invitation of the Lord of the Death World, the endless power from the Death Star Sea was integrated into the six soul stones, filling the spirits existing in them with power. Coupled with the rules of the Death World set by Tyrion, they could

In the world, his own form appears.

The first person to respond was the soul stone that shone with red light. Filled with the power of death, the body of the guardian Aggramar appeared on the chair. He was wearing a mighty blue armor, with long black hair and

His braided beard swayed in the wind of the spiritual world. Under the golden headband, a trace of kindness flashed in his blue eyes. He leaned on his chair and nodded slightly to the great lord.

This is an old acquaintance.

The appearance of Aggrama seemed to represent some kind of sign. At the next moment, the remaining five soul crystals all projected their masters.

Amidst the beating of golden thunder and lightning, Aman'Thul, the King of the Gods, is majestic and majestic.

The green fluorescent entanglement represents the power of life, the hair is as green as a growing tree, the appearance is like a mixture of a vrykul and a troll, and Eonar, the giver of life, holds the staff of life for all things in his hand.

The blue magic roar represents magical power. He wears a mysterious purple-gray hood, hangs a book on his waist, holds the sea of ​​​​stars in his hands, and his eyes reflect the mysterious guardian of the endless secrets of the stars, the Dreamweaver Norgannon.

The water surges like the tide of the sea, and there is a sound like the cry of birds. Holding a horn and wearing a heavy blue helmet, the king of the deep sea and sky, the ancestor of sea giants and sea creatures, Gorgonas the Rager.

Finally, there is Kazgoroth, the shaper who is as strong as the earth, holds the hammer of carving and shaping, is also a powerful warrior, silent and low-key, controls the power of forging and shaping, and wears a craftsman's blouse.

In addition to Sargeras, the six ancient titans of the Pantheon, the arcane creatures who once single-handedly set the rules for the stars, were projected in front of the great lord. Their appearance gave the stable world of death a little more stability.

There were waves, but as the power of the Death Star Sea maintained, the waves of world rules quickly disappeared.

Tyrion stared at the souls of the six Titans in front of him. They were very weak. After all, their bodies were destroyed by the Dark Titan tens of thousands of years ago, and they were exiled among the stars for a long time. After being captured, they were tried to seduce by the demon witch in the Burning Throne.

Fallen, these Titan Souls hardly ever get a good rest.

But he is not afraid of them.

Just like Titan is the ultimate manifestation of the arcane.

Tyrion, the Blade of Dawn, is also a symbol of death among the stars. There is no hierarchy between the two.

"Come on, everyone."

The great lord raised the wine glass filled with blood wine, and with a master-like attitude, he said to the Titan spirits in front of him:

"Let us prepare for the return of the Orderly Ones"

"Have a drink!"


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