7. The grievances and grievances of ancient creations
In the midnight cemetery in Stormwind City, the atmosphere was very quiet. Tyrion stood alone in it, under the starlight of the dark night, seeming to be thinking about some important issues. The death knights who occasionally patrolled the streets were far away.
Many people saw the figure of the boss, but no one bothered them. They all knew that the boss would occasionally become a melancholy and silent person, and that the boss was very scary when he was angry.
But these knights don't know that their boss's soul is immersed in another dimension and is "talking" with a creature that is crucial to the Dark Blade Legion.
Frankly speaking, when he learned from Bwonsamdi that Hela's messenger was coming, Tyrion was already prepared for a difficult battle, because he learned some about the powerful battle of the Shadow Valkyrie from the Troll Death God.
However, when the real messenger arrived, the facts were somewhat unexpected.
The strength of Shadow Valkyr Agatha is not weak. Her own strength is enough to fight against the undead lord strengthened by dragon blood. Coupled with her weird soul constitution and those spells that directly affect the soul, she can also
The ability to travel between two realms at will, no matter how you look at it, this is a difficult enemy.
But strength must be seen in comparison. In comparison, Tyrion, who learned the soul spell from Bwonsamdi, relied on Val'kyr's arrogant character when facing Agatha.
After angering her and setting a trap, Tyrion had the absolute upper hand in the confrontation between the two.
He carefully maintained the shackles of his soul. The thorny characteristics of Val'kyr determined that as long as Tyrion made the slightest negligence, they would run away immediately. That was not what he wanted to see. But now, Agatha's inner sadness
Incited by Tyrion's question, the naked Shadow Angel seemed to have entered a state of "self-destruction" under heavy pressure.
Every creature has its own emotions, and Tyrion is very familiar with this. After realizing that the tone of the weird Val'kyr in front of him contained a trace of loss and resentment that didn't seem to be fake, Tyrion realized
Here comes the opportunity that I have been waiting for.
"Why do you say that?"
Tyrion narrowed his eyes, and as a gesture of goodwill, he flicked his fingers. The black chains that bound Agatha's hands dissipated after a soft sound. The Shadow Angel moved his wrists and picked up his armor from the ground.
, and re-covered her exposed upper body. After doing all this, she looked at the death knight in front of her with her eyes that were covered above her face and under the helmet.
There was another strange silence.
"Do you know the story of the Val'kyr and Helya?"
Agatha asked in a hollow voice, and Tyrion nodded. He leaned on the ice chair behind him, clasped his hands, and looked at the shadow angel in front of him. He coughed lightly and talked about the story in his memory.
The story of Hela and Odin.
"The moment I died, the invisible and insubstantial death unfolded a picture in front of me. I have always considered it a blessing, because in that picture, I saw the past and the future, and even this world.
The true secret of ancient times."
"The Titans have shaped this world. Those gods as powerful as the stars have sown the seeds of life in this world. That is their mission, but the Titans cannot stay in this world full of hope for a long time, and when they return to
When we returned, it was hundreds of thousands of years later, and the world was corrupted by the power of darkness."
"The Titans were extremely angry. Their most powerful god-king stretched his hand from the sky of this world, grabbed the most powerful one in the dark power, and uprooted it. The darkness died, but the world also suffered
suffered irreversible serious injuries. At that time, the Titans realized that their power was too heavy for this weak world, but the remaining darkness was still spreading, so the Titans gave their power to themselves.
creation.”
"The Titan Guardians are steel beings made by the Titans themselves. They are sent to this world to perform the mission of purification. Odin is the most brave and skilled among them and is called the chief administrator, while Hela is the
The most powerful sea witch under Odin, she can use mysterious rune magic to raise a sea tide and drown all Odin's enemies."
Tyrion's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of magnetism in the wind of the night, and the story he described made Agatha fall into the memories of the past. The shadow angel in front of him has lived for hundreds of thousands of years.
, she is the first real historical experiencer that Tyrion has met.
And Agatha was also surprised by Tyrion's erudition. She had personally experienced the stories Tyrion told, but many of the details were something she could not see as an ordinary sea witch.
In other words, Tyrion actually knew that history better than she did, which surprised the Shadow Angel.
But the story Tyrion tells is not over yet.
"The power of darkness is quite powerful, but the Titan Guardians are equipped with the power of the gods. They make powerful steel guardians in the steel factory. There are endless numbers. Under the leadership of the most brave and skilled guardians, the boss of darkness
Being uprooted one by one, and just like what is described in all the stories, during the war, everyone works together and everyone is the best brother, but once peace comes, even the creations of the gods will...
contradiction."
"Tens of thousands of years after the world gained peace, the order of ancient times has been established, but the contradiction between the chief administrator Odin and other guardians has become more and more acute. Odin knows the real enemy the world faces.
Who is it? Although they stayed in Azeroth, their contact with the Pantheon continued. They knew that the most powerful warrior of the Pantheon, the bronze titan Sargeras, had rebelled and formed the most terrifying destructive force in history.
The Burning Legion of demons."
"Odin saw a future where demons would inevitably enter this world. He was also wary of the return of the defeated and sealed darkness. He had to prepare in advance. At that time, the guardians' families had spread all over the world.
, and Odin chose the brave and powerful Iron Vrykul, who were also his dependents. He wanted to collect the souls of the heroes who died in battle to create an army of heroes. That will be when Ragnarok comes,
The only powerful legion that can be trusted!"
"For this reason, he even turned against his brothers who were addicted to peace. With the help of Hela, he cut off a part of the city from Ulduar and permanently suspended it in the sky. It was a golden city
, he called it... Valajar, the Hall of Valor."
A trace of yearning flashed in Tyrion's eyes. There is no doubt that the Legion of Heroes in Odin's plan is also the farthest future of the Dark Blade Legion. That is also the future he designed for the Dark Blade... an army composed entirely of warriors.
An undefeated army composed of heroic spirits.
"But Odin did it the wrong way."
After Tyrion stopped, the Shadow Angel Agatha, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, seemed to have taken over the conversation and told the following story, which was also the tragic story of the Val'kyr.
"My sisters and I were once the most loyal sea witches under Odin. Hela was our eldest sister. She was very powerful. Among the secondary guardians, no one could resist her violent magic. We once lived in a world where
Ulduar, that is the home of all guardians, a majestic and magnificent steel city that no mortal can imagine. Those were the happiest days. We drank and reveled and fought endlessly. At every banquet, Odin would come in person and sit down.
Watching us from the top."
"However, we did not see the increasingly gloomy thoughts in the leader's eyes."
Agatha's voice became sad:
"One day, Odin summoned Hela. He told Hela that he had discovered a special demiplane of this world. The Shadow Realm penetrated into this part of the world. There were too many confused souls living there, some of whom
It is what he needs. Therefore, he needs some Iron Vrykul who are willing to devote themselves to the great cause, the purest and most determined ones, to become his armed maids, to become his Valkyries, to attract souls from that plane.
Come to the Hall of Valor."
"The eldest sister agreed to his request, so the sea witches had a new mission. We drove the soul boat on the gloomiest North Sea, entered that plane from the storm, and then carried the most powerful
The soul returned to Valajar. At first, there was no problem with all this. Although the journey was dangerous, for the Iron Vrykul, it was an adventure that showed courage. But soon, Odin no longer
satisfy."
Shadow Angel clenched her fists, it was obvious that her story had reached the most important turning point.
"Odin's palace is full of powerful heroes with golden bodies, but he is still not satisfied. He needs more souls. For this, he needs messengers who can easily travel through reality and the shadow realm to collect more souls for him.
soul, but the eldest sister rejected him because Hela knew very well how painful it was to twist the souls of her compatriots, and this kind of forced recruitment also violated the beliefs of the Vrykul people."
"That day, the quarrel between Odin and Sister Hela resounded throughout Valajar. All the heroic spirits and sea witches were at a loss. No one dared to dissuade the angry Odin. He was like that, he would change when he was angry.
It was quite cruel, and when the sun set, we heard the wailing of the eldest sister, that kind of pain, we rushed away from Odin's guards and rushed into the Hall of Valor, we saw... saw..."
Agatha's voice became choked, and her mood became quite unstable, as if she had returned to that disastrous day.
"That beast! He destroyed the eldest sister's body... He used our gods to give him the power to protect the world, destroyed the eldest sister's body in the thunder, and twisted her soul into a
The appearance of the Val'kyr...just like that, the eldest sister became the first Val'kyr."
"Then, then we... Odin told us that this was a great promotion ceremony, and some simple sisters accepted it, and El, that stupid bitch, she took the remaining sisters with her in a
The gesture of devotion voluntarily became the golden Val'kyr, and we... those of us who knew the truth were turned into pale Val'kyr by Odin, doing the dirty things that the golden Val'kyr could never see.
live."
"That beast! He betrayed us!"
Agatha gritted his teeth and cursed: "He doesn't deserve to live in Waragar at all, he doesn't deserve it!"
"So Hela took you and betrayed him."
Tyrion's expression became strange. He looked at Agatha and said softly:
"He also used the most vicious method of betrayal...joined forces with another traitor among the Titan Guardians to trap Odin and his Legion of Heroes in Valargar. How long has it been until now? One hundred thousand years
?Or longer?”
"That's the fate he deserves!"
Agatha roared like a wild beast:
"After our unreserved trust was cruelly betrayed, we were merciful enough by not killing him!"
"But has revenge brought some comfort to your souls?"
Seeing Agatha losing control of his emotions, a glint flashed in Tyrion's eyes, and he asked softly:
"Are you free from Odin's ruthless rule? Has Hela accomplished what she promised you? She led you to overthrow the tyrant who imprisoned you, but she became the next tyrant. She is like Odin.
Did Ding enslave you like that and let you snatch more souls from reality for her, all this just for meaningless revenge?"
"Agatha, tell me, how does it feel to dedicate everything to revenge? Have you ever thought about how you will continue to live after Hela's revenge is completed? Tell me, based on what you know about Hela's current situation,
In La's state, do you think she will stop at killing Odin? Will Odin's death satisfy her?"
"Tell me, after everything is over, will Hela turn back into the kind and determined sea witch she was before?"
"Haha, you and I both know that she won't... Just like you said, hatred has changed her, forever... The former dragon slayer has become an evil dragon, and fate has begun to cycle again.
Ding does not represent justice, but you do not represent justice of revenge, but destruction and darkness without a bottom line. There is no difference between you and him."
"Shut up! Stop talking! Eldest sister...Eldest sister is just blinded by hatred!"
Tyrion's sharp question made Agatha a little embarrassed, and Val'kyr retorted with difficulty:
"She will wake up one day!"
"Oh? Did you wake up after destroying the world with your own hands?"
Tyrion smiled, his eyes calmed down:
"Besides, do you believe what you say? You have to know that I can tell if you lie."
"So what?"
In anger, Agatha bared her teeth at Tyrion, her white braid hanging on her chest beating:
"My sisters and I are bound by the will of the eldest sister. We are imprisoned in the deepest part of the abyss for eternity. We long for our freedom, just like you once longed for yours... But eldest sister
Won't give it to us, not until her revenge is over, she won't..."
"I'm different from you, cutie."
Tyrion stood up, walked to Agatha, put his hand on Agatha's chin, raised her head, and gently took off the helmet on her face, revealing the
Beautiful, but very resolute, eyes like a warrior. He looked at those confused eyes and said softly:
"I never kneel to anyone for my freedom... If someone takes it away, I will take it back and chop off his hand... You are at a loss now, I can feel it, you
You know that you are serving the darkness, but you cannot escape. What you need is hope... Look at you, you are so fragile that you need hope to support your life..."
Tyrion kissed the Shadow Angel on the cheek and whispered in her ear:
"So, cutie, do you want to hear my opinion?"
"You need a carrying vessel, someone just like you, a warrior in war, a strong warrior, someone who knows life and death, someone who has seen light and darkness. You need someone worthy
Come to you, a man worthy of having the power of life and death."
Tyrion's fingers gently brushed Agatha's neck, and his voice became softer, like catkins floating in the wind, but when it fell in Agatha's ears, it was like thunder.
