64. Mechanical God descends. The ambition of the great lord
"Ouch..."
A low wail resounded from the depths of the mysterious palace deep in the mountain, and the huge body of the Starlight Xianglong, which was born after being infused with pure Titan energy, fell to the glass-like ground.
This creature seems to have its own intelligence, but in fact, it is just a mechanical creature similar to a golem with fixed instructions. When facing an opponent beyond its own strength, such a mechanical creature only needs to be caught.
Once you have a weak point, you will be easily defeated.
Moreover, the Nalak'sha Engine has been controlled by the mogu people since the days when Thunder God ruled the Mogu Empire. God knows what kind of instructions those mogu have set for this starlight dragon... In short, its true potential has not been released.
come out.
"What a shame."
The great lord holding a black light blade landed next to the starlight dragon's huge body. He watched the light in the starlight dragon's eyes slowly dim, as if it had shut down due to lack of energy. Tyrion stretched out his hand and touched it.
Looking at this cold mechanical creation, he whispered:
"They won't use you at all. Their stupidity makes you vulnerable."
"But it doesn't matter...I will make you strong again!"
Behind Tyrion, the death knights began to take over this mysterious facility. Yrel took off the gauntlet that was melted during the battle and threw it aside. Then she walked behind Tyrion and asked softly:
"What's next? Boss, what are we going to do?"
"This is just the main body of the Nalaksha engine, which is responsible for storing energy. The operating console of this engine is still deeper in the treasure house."
The High Lord said to Yrel:
"You take the soldiers to find it, and don't touch anything!"
"I understand."
The hoof sister simply agreed, and then led the most elite death knights back to the fork in the treasure house palace, and began to explore deeper into the treasure house, while Tyrion himself stayed next to the powered-off Starlight Dragon, half squatting on the ground.
Go up, stretch out your hand, and touch the energy reservoir under your feet that is blocked by a thick, glass-like material.
Through this thick "glass", the great lord can clearly see that in the Titan energy library below the ground, the blue halo shining like stars is the manifestation of pure Titan energy. If this energy
The library was detonated here, and the destructive power it unleashed would directly tear apart the entire continent of Pandaria, and even trigger a horrific scene like the Earth-shattering scene during the Ancient Gods.
Fortunately, according to the current development level of Azeroth's power system, mortal civilization does not yet have the ability to use or detonate Titan energy.
This is an extremely safe energy resource...unfortunately, it is non-renewable.
"I once heard a saying that the Genesis Engine and other Titan facilities built on the surface of Azeroth are actually operated by extracting the power of the planet. Is this true?"
The great lord seemed to be talking to himself, and a moment later, the ethereal voice of the star spirit Elune sounded in the great lord's heart:
"You can think that there is actually nothing wrong with this statement."
Elune explained:
"I am currently only a young star spirit, and coupled with the shackles of the ancient gods, it is difficult for me to wake up in a real sense, and I cannot use the pure power bred in the planet. Therefore, my brothers who are ignorant
The equipment they left behind can indeed absorb the power of traveling in the star core, and as long as it is not a huge war demand like the Dominator War, then the power absorbed by these creation engines is negligible and will not affect me and
The health of this world.”
"So, where is the Forge of Origin in the Uldum Desert?"
The great lord asked again:
"Does that dangerous thing also draw its power from your body?"
"No, the energy source of the Origin Forge is left behind by the Titans..."
Elune replied:
"The mission of that furnace is too unique. On normal days, it collects free cosmic energy from outside the world to shape my body. At the most critical moment, it is equivalent to the last hope for the ecological restart of the world, so it
The operation cannot be contaminated by the original power of this world. In other words, the energy in the origin furnace is completely external, and I cannot control its operation."
"Oh...that means."
Tyrion stood up and moved his fingers:
"Can I use the Titan energy in the Origin Forge as I wish?"
This time Elune was silent for a few seconds before answering:
"That's the theory, but I've always been curious, Tyrion, what do you want with that Titan energy? It's pure arcane power, incompatible with your death power, and it can even hurt your body.
.That would be like poison to you."
"Silly girl."
The great lord shook his head:
"Of course I won't eat that energy, I'm not stupid... But you see, little Elune, I have obtained the Nalak'sha engine. Although this thing is not as powerful as the Forge of Will and the Creator Engine, it is also
The war machine made by Rai himself, once it is turned on, a steady stream of rock warriors will come out of this treasure house... That will be the new armor and new weapons of my Dark Blade warriors."
"How many warriors are there in my Dark Blade Legion now?"
Tyrion asked back:
"That's already an extremely huge number, little Elune, I have to complete it, but I don't want to hurt you, so I have to find a sufficient energy source for this engine... The Origin Forge, that's not
Is it suitable? Anyway, the energy that is enough to reshape the world is a waste, so it is better to use it as waste."
"etc!"
Elune's gentle voice became excited at this moment, and she asked loudly:
"You just said, what are you going to do! Do you want to transform all your Dark Blade Legion into rock life? Are you crazy?"
"No!"
The high lord denied this statement. He spread his hands like a dreamer and said to Elune:
"The stone life created by Nalak'sha's Engine is merely a new body given to the lower-ranking soldiers of the Darkblade Legion."
"I have better arrangements for the elite death knights... Near the Titan City in Northrend, the powerful Will Furnace and Creator Engine jointly built by the Titan Guardians, together they can produce a steady stream of energy.
Continuously producing more powerful steel life... That is the ultimate body that a mortal soul can carry."
"I want to protect you, Elune. The enemies I have to deal with are endless demons and the all-pervasive void. Facing such opponents, the flesh and blood of my soldiers no longer have the upper hand. I must let them become
More powerful...powerful enough to crush everything! When the entire Dark Blade Legion transforms into fearless warriors of rock and steel...only then can I truly protect you...little Elune."
"And this Dark Blade Legion's ultimate transformation plan...I call it..."
Tyrion narrowed his eyes and said the name that had been planned in his mind for several years:
"Deus Ex Machina!"
"You are crazy!"
Even a planet spirit like Elune felt a sense of helpless pressure when she heard about this crazy plan. She retorted:
"Not counting the Nalaksha engine, the rock life produced by this secondary engine does not have too many shackles, but the Will Furnace is different! Tyrion, that is the steel life produced by the most original power of Titan.
Each of them follows the rules set by the Titans. Your warriors have been captured by death. Death has given them new powers, but their souls have also been changed. They have no way of controlling such life forms!"
"Your plan looks perfect, but it's not feasible!"
“Who says it’s not possible!”
The great lord said calmly:
"You forgot something, Elune... Do you remember how Odin transformed the ghosts of the dead in Valarjar? He sublimated their souls, turning them from simple undead to another.
A special kind of spirit body...a spirit body that combines the three powers of death, holy light and arcana..."
"He calls it... a heroic spirit."
"Since Odin can do it, why can't I? You see, I am actually just repeating Odin's behavior of creating the Legion of Heroes. I am just slightly... expanding the scale."
"Slightly expanded?"
Elune's voice became incredulous, and she whispered:
"Odin's Legion of Heroes did not exceed 150,000 people at its peak, and what about you?"
"What you want to transform now is a total of 2 million undead! Tyrion, listen to me, I am grateful for everything you have done to protect me, but this plan is too crazy. Odin's facility for transforming heroic spirits is his largest
Secret, he can't possibly share it with you..."
"Yes I know!"
Tyrion interrupted Elune's persuasion. He turned around with a gentle tone. Under the leadership of the death knight sent by Yrel behind him, he went deeper to the Nalak'sha engine console. The great lord said in his heart:
Elune said:
"I know Odin won't share that secret with me, but I don't need his sharing... I will deal with him! Just like I dealt with Rai and Archimonde... Elu
Well, the Dark Blade Legion will protect the world, and we will use every method to protect you... If killing half the world can help you grow faster, believe me, I would have done so!"
"Whether you are willing or not...you have to accept this protection!"
"If you really want to help, then use all methods and mature quickly."
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"This is it."
Yrel personally guarded the entrance to the palace at the deepest part of the treasure house, and she said to Tyrion:
"Inside is a huge, weird thing like a honeycomb, covered with mogu-like stone sculptures, and a golden console, and it looks like no one has used it for a long time."
"Well, stay here and don't let anyone disturb me."
Tyrion nodded to Yrel, who straightened up and accepted the order.
The great lord walked alone into the palace that had been closed for nearly a thousand years. On the stone platform in front of him, there was a golden console. It was very simple, just like other Titan creations, and full of weird technology.
feel.
"Yeah, this thing really requires the authority of the guardian system to activate."
Tyrion looked at the complicated console full of buttons. This thing was currently in an inactive state, and activating it hastily would probably cause some bad consequences.
He is not a person full of "curiosity" like Brian Bronzebeard and Zhou Zhuo, and he will not take the initiative to die.
"But who can know?"
The great lord stretched out his finger and said softly:
"I actually have the purest Titan authority in the world, which is higher than the authority of all guardians... Little Elune, please help me unlock this facility and let me see the wisdom of the ancient Titans.
"
The moment the words fell, a bright silver moonlight shrouded Tyrion's fingertips. With the power of Elune, the protoss titan, the strange controller in front of him changed in just a few seconds.
It was activated and successfully passed all authority verifications. A blue light shone on Tyrion's body. After a few seconds of scanning, a low metallic synthesized sound sounded in the palace.
"Permission confirmed, the highest level creation authority is activated!"
"Welcome back, great messenger of the Pantheon...please give us the order!"
"Buzz buzz"
In front of Tyrion's eyes, all the buttons on the golden console were lit, and a light curtain formed by energy projection was suspended in front of Tyrion's eyes. All the lights in the entire dark palace were also lit at this moment.
The authority of the entire treasure house temple was opened. Under the curious gaze of the death knights who stayed behind the Nalaksha engine, the starlight dragon that had been shut down was once again injected with new power.
But this time the awakened Starlight Dragon did not take the initiative to attack the surrounding death knights. On the contrary, it hovered docilely in the air of the Nalak'sha engine. Under the earth, the entire secondary creation engine was turned on, rumbling.
In the loud voice, this ancient temple officially belonged to the Dark Blade Legion.
But at this time, the great lord was faced with a very bad problem.
In the light curtain in front of him, a magical illusion of a mogu was spinning left and right, just like a model. The great guardian Lai used this template to create the mogu. This template probably fits Lai's aesthetics.
But it didn't fit Tyrion's aesthetics at all, and the high lord didn't want to take a group of mogu soldiers to the battlefield in the future.
Therefore, before starting his first creation, he must choose a more beautiful template of rock life for his soldiers.
But the job of creation... to be honest, it is not something that ordinary people can do. After Tyrion was busy with the complicated controller for more than ten minutes, he was speechless as he looked at the messy monster twisting in front of him.
The magical illusion seemed to be mocking the weird aesthetics of the great lord. This cruel blow made Tyrion completely give up on his childish idea of manually setting up a perfect soldier.
Amidst Elune's faint mocking, the high lord took a step back, took his hands off the keyboard, and then called in Yrel, the hoof girl who was guarding the door, and asked Yrel to stand on the platform and spread her arms.
Arm, the great lord issued a new command to the console in front of him:
"Using the shape and body of the creature in front of you as the primary template for the new creation, waiting to be edited again. The shape of the creation is initially set to 3 meters, and the most basic earth element affinity and magic affinity are added."
"The most important thing is not to inject mechanical thinking...leave a blank soul core, waiting for the fusion and entry of the operator!"
"Little Yirel, don't move! Keep this posture, okay! That's it."