The Tomb of Sargeras is a dangerous place, but in fact, before the human mage and the guardian of Tirisfal, Ms. Aegwynn, sealed the body of Sargeras here 828 years ago, it used to be the moon of the ancient elven empire.
Although the temple has been abandoned, after the big explosion that shattered the earth, the surviving elves collected the remains of their clansmen and buried them all here.
This is not surprising, nor is it a blasphemy. Such a large temple itself will have a huge cemetery for the burial of those who are sincere believers in their faith.
This temple has been buried under the sea for more than 800 years, and the corpses buried here have long since decayed. However, Tyrion does not really care about the integrity of these corpses. All he needs is a group of warriors who can fight.
It doesn't really matter if you have a body or not.
"Click"
Tyrion stood in the elven cemetery that was already covered with moss. In front of him, there were dense tombstones. In the darkness, he could even see the inscriptions on the tombstones.
The night elves use elegant poetry-like words to record the past stories of this undead spirit. Buried here may be great generals, powerful rangers, ancient nobles, and many civilians. They have such and such stories.
, but death takes away everything. After death, everything you did in the past has no meaning.
He stretched out his hand and grasped the magic seal hanging on the chain on his chest. This completely corrupted healing holy deed now exudes deep dark power. Tyrion calls it the "Desecrated Seal", which represents the power it possesses.
The power of darkness.
His fingers were beating on the surface of the shield-shaped magic seal, feeling the darkness seeping out of the surface of the magic seal like liquid, and what he was thinking about was another thing.
"It is said that there are four more such sacred contracts. If they can be used to corrupt... I can have four more powerful death knights and paladins? Haha, they are indeed natural enemies that cannot coexist."
"Shua"
Tyrion pressed his fingers on the tombstone in front of him. The dark power drawn from the blasphemous seal was almost endless, making the death power rolling around Tyrion even thicker. Behind him, the looming dark bat wings
It was revealed once again that a huge psychic circle appeared at his feet without any material support.
Forming a magic circle with pure energy is something that only a true archmage can do. With the help of this blasphemous seal, Tyrion also did it!
He is also growing up. As a person who is familiar with fate and is determined to resist fate, he understands the importance of strength better than anyone else.
"Buzz"
The moist and decaying dark air in the ruins of the Moon Temple was opened up by the rich power of death, and even formed an obscure storm in the darkness. This power seeped into the ground in front of you, trapping those trapped here.
The souls who were unwilling to die were reawakened.
The soul of an elf was suspended from the cemetery. She looked around blankly. Her body was transparent and tended to be light green, and the light in her eyes flickered. After she realized that she had been awakened from death, the elf's face changed to
The speed visible to the naked eye becomes ferocious, like an old witch in a fairy tale.
Her hands turned into claws covered with frost, her face was twisted and ugly, and the light in her eyes turned dark red... This is a wraith! A naturally born ghost, with an instinctive hatred of all living beings and the real world.
, but cannot get relief, and can only choose to sleep in pain, or kill lives crazily.
However, what appeared in front of her was a dead person like herself, so the resentful spirit did not attack immediately. If it were a living person here, it would definitely be torn into pieces immediately.
"ah!"
Her scream broke the tranquility of the darkness and made people's ears hurt, but Tyrion just looked at the clawing spirit calmly. He looked at the vicious and fierce eyes and said in the hoarse voice of a death knight.
:
"Help me get something, and then help me kill someone...I'll take you outside! I'll give you relief!"
"relief?"
The resentful spirit used the remaining wisdom to say this word over and over again. After a moment, she screamed:
"I want to be free! Return! Return to the World Tree!"
"Of course! I'm willing to do it...but you have to help me first!"
Tyrion released his fingers from the cold magic seal on his chest, and he looked at the resentful spirit in front of him:
"If you help me, I will help you!"
The night elves are an out-and-out immortal species. After the Catastrophe, the druids planted the seeds of the first world tree, and received blessings from the dragons. Relying on the world tree that had thrived for 10,000 years
, all existing night elves are truly immortal, they will not die, even if they die accidentally in battle, they can return to the World Tree in the form of an elf, and then enter the cycle of life.
The night elves are probably the only race in the world of Azeroth whose souls will not be extracted by the Hades Abyss after death. However, it is precisely because of this characteristic that the elves die unexpectedly and cannot return to the World Tree. Their souls will
Trapped in the land of death, becoming very angry and unwilling, the night elves have a much higher chance of appearing wraiths than other races.
On another wild continent, Tyrion knew very well that there were an astonishing number of elven spirits in almost every ancient elven ruins.
"ah!"
The resentful spirit screamed again, and her figure disappeared into the air. A dense tide of resentful spirits appeared in front of Tyrion's eyes. The number surprised him. They were layer upon layer covering the ruins of destruction.
, the dim light on their bodies illuminated the darkness. Among these ghosts who had lost their bodies, three ghosts still retained their former images, and they should be the leaders of these resentful spirits.
"I am the priestess Moon Burial, the deceased from outside, I don't trust you!"
"I am Asa. Xiyue, you can call me Captain. Due to the current situation, we can only choose to help you."
"I am hunter Kasperian, the best hunter under Lord Black Crow. If you dare to lie to us! We will let your soul stay here and suffer forever!"
The three ghosts in front of him were extremely powerful, and their words revealed deep distrust, but Tyrion didn't care. He spread his arms and said in a deep voice:
"Aegwynn's seal is for world peace, but it sacrifices you. What a tragic thing. In the name of Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, I will fight side by side with you. After everything is over, I will give
You are free!"
The death knight looked at their distrustful eyes and shook his head:
"You have no other choice, either promise me, or wait here for another 800 years!"
Five minutes later, Tyrion's figure appeared again at the entrance to the palace, but this time, a figure was blocking him.
The watcher held the knife wheel in his hand and looked at the death knight in front of him with vigilance. Maiev had never seen such an existence before, but this did not prevent her from feeling the darkness and evil of the creature in front of her. She said in a hoarse voice
:
"Go ahead, dead man, and follow me to the Watcher's Crypt! Because you disturbed the Tomb of Sargeras, you will be imprisoned for 100 years. Depending on your performance, you may be free!"
Tyrion knew very well who the Watcher in front of him was, Maiev Shadowsong, a hawk who had completely participated in the War of the Ancients and formed the Watcher. She eventually parted ways with Tyrande, the Priestess of the Moon. She was a peaceful person by nature.
A rare radical among the night elves, a top assassin blessed by the moon god.
She rules the most dangerous prison in the world. In the past thousands of years, no prisoner has been able to escape from her hands. She is definitely one of the most powerful mortals in Azeroth.
With Tyrion's current strength, it is impossible to escape from Warden Maiev's pursuit.
But he was not afraid.
"Are you so sure that you've got me? Warden."
Tyrion looked at the watcher in front of him calmly and said softly: "I am here to hunt down Gul'dan, a dangerous orc. I have no intention of challenging the majesty of the watcher and your power. We are not enemies. Now
...Get out of the way! I’ll get what I need, and I’ll leave naturally!”
"Arrogant!"
Maiev shook her head and waved the sword wheel in her hand outwards. Seven shadows of the Watchers similar to hers appeared silently beside the two people, completely sealing off all directions around them. That was the Watcher.
The most powerful binding magic is like a cage of shadows.
"I won't let you go! I won't say it a third time!"
"Then come on!"
Tyrion stretched out his finger and flicked it in the air. The next moment, thousands of green light spots emerged in the darkness behind him. The three leaders of the ghosts stepped out of the darkness and stood
Behind Tyrion, the priestess Moonburial held the staff, Captain Moonstrike held both swords in his hands, and the huntress Kasperian raised the war bow.
A ghost owl flapped its wings and landed on Tyrion's shoulder. Under the direct gaze of thousands of wraiths, because a huge number of spirits appeared at the same time, the temperature of the darkness dropped by at least 10 degrees in an instant.
Warden Maiev subconsciously took a step back.
This is no longer a numerical advantage that can be compensated for by combat effectiveness.
"Tell me...Maev."
Tyrion ignored the presence of the watcher and strolled towards the palace behind her. When passing by the watcher, the death knight whispered:
"Looking now, who among us is truly arrogant?"
"Kakaka"
The warden made a rattling sound with the knife wheel in her hand, but facing the eagerly watching vengeful spirits, she finally disappeared into the darkness quietly. She was enough to control these thousands of vengeful spirits. Tyrion
The degree of danger in her heart has been raised to another level. It is foreseeable that from today on, Tyrion will have another dangerous opponent.
But again, the death knight doesn't care.
"boom"
He kicked open the ajar door of the temple. Under the gaze of the densely packed demons who filled the temple, the death knight pointed his finger forward:
"Kill them!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch"
The first wraith howled out from the darkness behind Tyrion. She waved her ectoplasmic claws and howled through the body of a demon guard. The huge demon only had time to wave.
Taking off the halberd in his hand, its dark red skin was covered with a layer of frost.
Behind the first resentful spirit, densely packed resentful spirits rushed out of the darkness screaming, like a real green tide, drowning all the hundreds of demons in front of them in an instant.
"boom"
A ball of scorching fire burned the body of a vengeful spirit amid the roar of the soul-striking demon, but the next moment, more vengeful spirits screamed and pounced on it, its body was torn apart, and its soul was ripped from its body.
Hooked out of the body, he was torn into pieces amidst the screams of the resentful spirits, and was devoured alive by the resentful spirits.
The resistance of the demons is so weak.
Spiritual creatures such as resentful spirits are difficult to be destroyed by physical attacks, and their own special existence also determines that most of their attacks are directed at the soul. The green cold tide swirled around the palace, quietly
The sound returned to the darkness, and Tyrion walked with light steps into the palace filled with flesh and blood and pungent smell.
He walked to the center of the palace, in front of a dark green rune crystal protected by demons.
This is a brilliant crystal the size of a human head. From the outside, it is smoothly divided into thousands of planes, just like the most perfect gemstone, and layers of dark green light linger on the gemstone, every time
The shining halo will reveal thousands of runes beating on the surface of this gemstone.
"Eye of Sargeras, I am here just for you!"
Tyrion stretched out his hand and lifted the crystal that looked like a treasure from the base. The moment his fingers touched the crystal, the death knight was shocked by the huge energy bred inside the crystal. He
Holding the crystal is like holding the whole world.
This thing is not ordinary. At a certain time in the future, the energy inside it will be triggered, causing the entire northern continent to be almost shattered.
This crystal is called the "Eye of Sargeras". Just by listening to the name, you know that it is connected to the demon king who entered the world 828 years ago, but it is not the real eye of the Dark Titan. In fact, it is
, this thing is probably just a mana gem carried by the Dark Titan, but it cannot be denied that the power contained in this thing has exceeded the power level of Azeroth.
Tyrion took out a special box from the storage ring given to him by the blood mage Severn, placed the crystal in it properly, and then put the box back into the ring. This thing was what he came to the Tomb of Sargeras.
The most important goal.
Even more important than hunting down Gul'dan!
Gul'dan only represents the present and the past, but this thing represents the future!
Tyrion's challenge to fate is not just a word of mouth, he has a complete plan.
The death knight's figure disappeared little by little into the dark passage of the temple. The key to the future was already in his hands. Next, it was time to cut off the hatred between the past and the present.
