If the questioning of Rai and Azadas only made Loken's attempt to argue completely dissipate.
Then the appearance of Thorim completely crushed the last string of reason in Loken's heart.
His forbidden relationship with Sif, his cruelty in killing Sif, his being tempted by Yogg-Saron to throw Sif's body into the snow on the Storm Peaks, and using Sif's tragic death to trigger the collapse of the Guardians
, this matter is the darkest secret in his heart, and he would rather this matter never be known.
And secrets...secrets eat a soul from the inside and make him as timid as a mouse, but he becomes a coward.
That is his sin, that is the scar that cannot be erased in his soul, that is his most terrifying despair. He can deceive others with his eloquent words, but he cannot deceive himself... Every night when he falls asleep, when
When he woke up from the nightmare, he would feel that Sif's resentful soul had always been entangled in his body and never left...
Faced with Thorim's question, he didn't know how to answer.
The grievances and hatreds between the giants were like a wonderful revenge drama, which the great lord leaning on the console watched with satisfaction. He liked this kind of fateful duel the most. He appreciated this kind of tragedy.
It ended, and he never got tired of it.
"I failed to protect my lover, I failed to protect my family."
Storm Guardian Thorim was able to put his collapsed will back together after being awakened by the "pain" of the Great Lord. After returning to his senses, he immediately realized that there was something fishy about the death of his beloved Sif.
, and now, he must see the truth after this tragedy.
Thorim stroked the completely dim core of thought hanging around his neck. He looked at Loken and said:
"I couldn't do what a man must do and must do well, and I couldn't shake my frustration. It made me want to go crazy... I'm in pain, Lorcan, my brother.
, you were once my most trusted brother. In this hall, we drank and talked countless times...Now, tell me, who was killed by Sif!"
Faced with Thorim's almost pleading question, Loken's fingers began to tremble. He wanted to continue to hide the dark and desperate secret, but in his heart, another voice told him, tell him, and tell the secret that has already been revealed.
Tell him the horrific truth that has troubled him for tens of thousands of years.
Let everything end at this moment.
Because of this damn secret, he has killed too many people, Sif, Tyr, countless servants of order, and even himself, the just and wise guardian Loken, who he personally murdered,
All that was left was a body that had lingered for tens of thousands of years, and beneath that body was a will filled with darkness and corruption.
That can't even be called...a soul!
He already has no soul.
"I..."
Loken lowered his head, and his always proud face became extremely dark at this moment. After tens of thousands of years, when facing his leader, his brother, and facing this trial, he finally took off his clothes.
All pretense gone.
"I killed her...I killed the woman I loved so much! Sif...my love."
"What did you say?!"
Thorim's expression became extremely ferocious at this moment. He swung his war hammer and was about to rush over, but Lai stretched out his hand to stop him.
And Loken was like a prisoner who calmed down before dying. He said in a lonely voice:
"Yes, Sif is your wife. Yes, you chose her in the vrykul ritual, but do you really love her? Thorim? Your brain is full of liquor and fighting.
Do you understand what love is?"
"Sif is very lonely... I am also very lonely. On that day, the scene of the shattered stars bloomed in the eyes of all the guardians. You think that is a prophecy, but I know that it is not! It represents a dark age.
The Titans are dead! I foresaw the horrific truth, and the pressure almost crushed me!"
Loken raised his head. He looked at Rai, Azadas, and Thorim. He threw away his cane, patted his chest with both hands, and spoke to the brothers in front of him with a heartbreaking voice.
roared:
"I can't tell you, because I know that you can't bear the pain of losing the Creator! I can only bear it silently. The wisdom given to me by the Titans has become a punishment, making me live in pain every day.
That's when I met Sif... and we fell in love at first sight!"
"I have been dating Sif for hundreds of years, but you, you didn't notice any of this, you don't care about her at all! You only regard her as your trophy! Just like the useless things you brought back when you went hunting.
Makes sense like garbage! And I, love her!"
Loken covered his face with his hands:
"But even so, she still doesn't want to leave you. She doesn't want to make our relationship public. I quarreled with her, but she tried her best to defend you! Thorim! You lucky bastard, I am jealous of you, that kind of jealousy
It makes me almost crazy and makes me do evil things..."
"When I woke up and saw Sif's body lying in a pool of blood... I collapsed."
The Guardian of Wisdom no longer had the posture that a guardian should have. He slumped on the edge of the hall, like an old dog whose backbone had been broken. He said bleakly:
"I'm so scared. I know that once Sif's death is exposed, all the friendship between you and I will be gone. At that time, all the guardians were tortured by inner illusions. Once our conflict is exposed,
, the whole Ulduar would fall apart in an instant, I didn’t know what to do, and at that time, Sif’s soul appeared... She told me that she didn’t blame me, she forgives me.”
"She told me what to do. She told me to cover it up with other things, so I followed her instructions and put her body into the country of the frost giants. I tell you, it was the frost giants who murdered her.
, you lived up to expectations by provoking a war, and this matter was just covered up..."
"The war started, but Sif, who had been by my side, disappeared. She may...may have never existed. Maybe, what has been talking to me is just the dark side of my heart...maybe it is
Yogg-Saron."
Loken's voice became deeper and deeper, and his self-description also entered an incoherent state at this moment:
"I don't want to kill him! I don't want to hurt Tyr. I respect him and the things he has done for this world. I told myself that as long as he does not return to Ulduar, I will leave him alone, but he still comes back.
Well...he pretended to quarrel with me, but in the end he sent his lieutenants to sneak into Ulduar and take away the Norgannon Disc, I was horrified."
"I can't believe what will happen once Algalon returns to Azeroth and sees all this. Planet observers like him lack emotion. He will only act rationally. He will definitely activate the Forge of Origin.
Reshape the entire world...I am not afraid of the punishment of the Pantheon, because the Pantheon has been destroyed! But I cannot let Algalon destroy everything!"
"I can't help it! Can you understand me? My brother, although I destroyed the Guardian, Hela and I teamed up to imprison Odin, and I imprisoned those brothers who disobeyed me in Ulduar
, but I am still a guardian, and I know that I can’t just let it destroy the world like this, so I can only join forces with Yogg-Saron.”
"Tyr is dead...the last threatening guardian is dead."
Loken held his head in pain, like a madman:
"But I'm in pain, I'm really in pain..."
Loken's self-narration made the three guardians in front of them not sure how to deal with the traitor who had collapsed. Thorim's face was filled with anger. Maybe he would swing his warhammer and smash Loken's head in the next moment, but he didn't.
In this way, even though the forbidden relationship between Loken and his wife made Thorim furious, but looking at Loken shrinking in the corner and shivering in front of him, Thorim could no longer swing the hammer.
Lai, the great guardian let out a long sigh. He looked at Loken and said in a deep voice:
"My brothers, we guardians are not like our gods, we are not like mortal mortals, we are not like anyone else... We are special, we are born with a heavy responsibility,
And after losing the guidance of the Titans, we will naturally have thoughts and decisions like this when faced with the chaos before us."
"In the final analysis, we do not have a life and soul that truly belongs to us. Everything about us is created. Therefore, I don't blame you! Because after I knew the tragic truth, I also fell into a self-collapse
, I am not qualified to judge you on behalf of justice, because I am not righteous myself."
Thorim, who was standing next to Rai, turned his back on Umir's warhammer, which was surrounded by lightning. The Storm Guardian spat fiercely at Loken, and he cursed:
"You're so dark and sneaky, I can't believe that a lunatic like you was born among us, murdering brothers, destroying order, and destroying the only reason for your own existence. What kind of monster are you...
ah!"
Facing Thorim's scolding, the disheveled Loken showed a mocking smile and murmured to himself:
"I...I also want to know, brother...I also want to know, what am I..."
"Are you willing to judge him? Brother, I give this power to you!"
Facing Loken's answer, Thorim, who was originally furious, suddenly lost his interest in revenge at this moment. He handed the Umir in his hand to Azadas and said:
"Even if I beg you, please kill him for me. Don't let me see that crazy face. I can't believe that my former brother has become like this..."
"Then let me do it!"
Azadas took the thunder-blazing war hammer Umir and strode towards Loken. The guardian who huddled in the corner with his collapsed will was not afraid. On the contrary, looking at Azadas who was full of murderous intent, Loken
Ken moved his body, knelt on the ground, raised his head, and faced the coming judgment with a strange calmness:
"Come on, end this, end my pain."
Azadas stood in front of Loken who was kneeling in front of him. The shaper's face was indifferent. He raised the war hammer in his hand high and shouted:
"This is for Lord Tyr! Loken, at the moment he died, he still had hope in you...and you, you failed him! You failed your brother, you failed the only one
A great man who is willing to give everything for this world..."
"With this, I hereby pronounce my sentence!"
"Lorken! Betrayer...death!"
"Bang"
The whistling war hammer crashed down, and as the lightning splashed, the last pain on Loken's face froze. As a result of being hit on the head by Umir without any precautions, the rocky head scattered in all directions.
A thought core that was as muddy as a candle in the wind bounced and landed at the feet of the great lord, and was then picked up by Tyrion.
The great lord placed the dim core of thought in front of his eyes. In the halo of the lightning hall, he admired the perfect diamond and said softly:
"Hmm...a satisfying revenge drama."
"This ugly soul belongs to me..."
"What do you want with that madman's soul?"
Thorim glanced at Loken's headless body and asked with disgust:
"Is that disgusting thing still being kept as a collectible?"
"Crazy? Are you saying he is crazy?"
The great lord shook his head:
"No, on the contrary, poor Loken is just too close to the sober truth. If you knew the truth about Titan's fall, you would only behave worse than him...Thorim, don't forget,
You are still in the "examination period". You can get your body back just because Lai and Azadas will guarantee you. If you disappoint me in the end..."
"I don't mind using you as waste..."
After speaking, Tyrion listened to the closer and closer shouts of killing coming from the hall. He waved his hand, reached out and pressed the lock button on the console behind him. The planet from Azeroth
The highest authority of the soul completely locked the connection between the console of the Lightning Hall and the Forge of Will at this moment.
The High Lord will not allow this thing to fall into the hands of mortals. This thing is too dangerous and important. It must be contained by the Dark Blade Legion.
"Okay! Go back, you can rest for a while, and then you will face the deep darkness of Aldu'arli."
Tyrion turned to the guardians and said:
"Your performance will determine the future of the rest of your compatriots, so if I were you, I would recharge my batteries and show my best side!"
The arrogance of the high lord made the Storm Guardian a little unbearable, but now that the situation was stronger than the others, he had to choose to bow his head. What's more, Elune, the only remaining Titan among the stars, still stood by Tyrion.
.
"It's time to go!"
The great lord waved his hand and opened the passage to death, and he stepped into it:
"Let the "great and just" coalition soldiers clean up this mess. They also need a victory to boost their fighting spirit."
"I'm looking forward to their next performance..."
