But it's different in the world of magic. Some powerful magic users who are proficient in dark magic often master many weird curse spells. For them, just one word may kill a life.
Cho'gall can be considered a top-notch spellcaster in Azeroth. The ogre himself said it. His talent in shadow magic surprised even Gul'dan, and the ogre is still studying the mysterious and complex void.
power, it is difficult to say whether the curse this guy gave Benedictus before his death was true.
But as of now, things seem to be moving in the direction of the insidious curse coming true.
Over there, Cho'gall's bones haven't cooled down yet, but over here, Benedictus has been surrounded by the death knights of the Order. The two sides, who had just cooperated perfectly, in just a dozen years
Minutes later, we entered a tense environment.
"From the very beginning... the contract between the Order and the Lord of the Dead was to completely destroy the Twilight Hammer... and among them, Tyrion asked for two things by name, both of which belonged to Cho'gall.
Brain, another thing..."
Lord Kurtaz looked at the black bishop in front of him and said without any emotion:
"It's your soul!"
"But he and I also..."
Benedictus subconsciously wanted to refute at this moment, but before he finished speaking, he recalled the last conversation he had with Tyrion... The great lord did say that he would give him a
The key, not saying it, would allow him to keep his soul...
"Ah, I see..."
A bitter smile appeared on the black bishop's face.
He thought Tyrion would let him go, but obviously, the great lord did not think that the things he had done in the past were worthy of forgiveness. In other words, the Black Bishop himself, if he wanted to enter the path of the void, would have to pay for what he had done before.
Those things, atonement.
He is about to experience death, and so far, he cannot see the end of this journey.
"He once claimed that he was destiny...Is this destiny? Evil, a destiny that cannot be forgiven in the end...Okay!"
The Black Bishop clenched his fist. After a moment, the book full of forbidden magic in his hand slipped from his palm and hit the cold ground. Benedictus himself was just like his first time more than ten years ago.
It was the same scene as when he entered the Alonsos Chapel as a formal priest. He knelt down on one knee, folded his hands on his heart, lowered his head and said in a low voice:
"Then...come on."
"Judge me, the evil me will die here, and the other pure me will be reborn in the void..."
At the moment when Benedictus silently recited the verses of the Holy Light that were already unfamiliar in his memory, in the whisper of a low magnetic voice, Knight Kurtaz stepped forward, like an executioner, he
The war hammer in his hand was raised high, and the next moment... it suddenly fell.
Between the cracks of flesh and blood, the last mark left on Azeroth by the Twilight Hammer... was completely destroyed!
The long hunt is over...
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"Done!"
In the deepest part of the Creator Engine in Storm Peaks, Shaper Azadas, who has been working tirelessly in recent days to grant temporary shelter to the engine, carved the last thundercast rune into the interface connecting the Creator Engine to the Forge of Will.
The guardian carefully checked the shelter seal in front of him. After confirming that there was no problem with the placement of the runes, he took a step back. Behind him, the storm guardian Thorim stepped forward with the war hammer Umir. Under the dazzling lightning surge,
Suddenly, huge thunder and lightning full of positive energy poured into the complicated rune array in front of him. Under Thorim's charge, this shelter seal began to operate rapidly.
In another place, the follower of the great guardian Lai, the magical creature Setxu located in the furnace of origin, this beauty-loving guardian, is charging for another seal. With the energy infusion of the two guardians, this has never happened.
The blue energy extending from the Creator Engine quickly penetrated into the Forge of Will below the connected Ulduar, protecting the core area of the Forge of Will that had been partially infected by Yogg-Saron.
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"It's done!"
The serious expression of the Great Guardian Lai, who has been paying attention to this project, finally dissipated. The large-scale shelter seal in front of him has only one function, and that is to ensure that the power of the void under Yogg-Saron's full burst will not be destroyed in a short period of time.
It will go deeper into the core of the Forge of Will and protect this most important world forge in Azeroth from being destroyed.
This is also the last thing Tyrion and the Guardians must do before entering Ulduar.
Once these strong threatening existences are sensed by Yogg-Saron, the Ancient God will definitely make a desperate move, and once it destroys the Forge of Will, the star soul Elune will inevitably be severely damaged.
This is also the reason why the great lords and guardians clearly have the power to level everything, but they always keep a low profile in the war that restarts in the age of gods... They cannot stimulate Yogg-Saron, the cunning Thousand Maws, in advance
The demon was attracted by the attack of the civilized coalition on Ulduar, which also gave the guardians time to forge the seal of protection.
The most important thing is that Yogg-Saron still doesn't know that the great guardian Rai who disappeared at the beginning has begun to regroup the guardians who were defeated by his evil tricks.
"Great Lord, you can go in!"
The Great Guardian immediately contacted the hidden Great Lord Tyrion. After receiving Rai's signal, he was leisurely hiding in the coalition camp. Watching the orcs and humans fighting, the Great Lord stood up and stretched.
After shaking his body, he was already impatient with waiting...and now, he could finally enter the sealed cage of Yogg-Saron and say "hello" to the Thousand-Mawed Demon.
The second person that Great Guardian Lai contacted was Guardian Elonaya, who is currently on the side of the civilized coalition. His message to the female giant was very simple, asking Elonaya to start guiding the coalition into the inner temple of Ulduar.
The greatest threat has been contained, and these mortals can finally continue their mission of "saving the world."
"Buzz"
Tyrion walked out of the door of the dead world and stepped on something soft with his first foot. The great lord lowered his head and saw the disgusting stumps and broken arms at his feet, left behind by the self-destructed cultists.
The disgusting thing soiled his shoes, which made the high lord feel bad.
On the battlefield covered with disgusting flesh and blood in front of him, six mantid heroes were fighting against the resurrected Krasis general Vezax. The Krasis awakened by the huge amount of flesh and blood was huge in size and seemed to have the power to summon him.
With the ability to draw strange steam, it looks like a character that is a mixture of strength and magic. In front of it, the six mantid heroes are a perfect blend of strength and agility.
The fight between the two sides was very lively...
Both are followers of the ancient gods, and both sides have some ancient secrets. The mantids attack sharply, but Krasis is famous for being able to endure beatings. It seems that this battle will not be resolved in a short time.
But the arrival of Tyrion and the dispersing blue death mist that was rapidly decomposing and melting everything around it interrupted this battle between the servants of the ancient god.
Both sides turned their attention to Tyrion who stepped into the battlefield. The high lord's figure was slender, and the appearance of the high elf gave him a neutral temperament, but this was not important. As the high lord strolled forward, he stepped onto the battlefield.
Every step taken will make both warring parties feel like there is a mountain pressing towards them.
"Huh?"
Tyrion made a sound of surprise, and his eyes fell on the Supreme Korfan who was the leader of the group of mantid. He could easily feel that this man who was wrapped in black and white evil energy, holding a crescent moon.
There are some strange forces active in the bodies of the heroic warriors with battle axes and amber shields.
"Ah, so Benedictus gave this to you?"
The great lord shook his head and said softly and politely:
"But this thing is mine...so, can you please give it back to me?"
As the temporary carrier of the ancient venerable, the Supreme Korfan felt the crazy trembling of flesh and blood in his body at this moment. Just like the slowly recovering ancient venerable sensed the signs of the emergence of natural enemies, Yingjie did not hesitate.
In an instant, he rushed towards the distant passage at the fastest speed. The speed was astonishing, like a black and white lightning.
"How rude!"
This reaction made the high lord very unhappy. He waved his left hand and threw a death grip.
Tyrion's death grip is different from the death grip of other death knights. The standard death grip of death knights is a dark red ghost claw spell, which can imprison distant enemies and recycle energy.
At the same time, he grabbed it towards the death knight. The great lord's death grip was still a ghost claw, but it was as huge as a real world-destroying ghost claw. It directly tore open the space and appeared in the sky above the fleeing Supreme.
"哐"
At the moment when the ghost claws closed, the Supreme One himself, together with one-third of the passage, were held in the palm of the hand by the ghost claws. During the vibration of the ancient crypt's masonry cracking, the Supreme Korvan,
The oldest of the mantid heroes was imprisoned in the air in front of the great lord by the energy of death.
Tyrion stretched out his hand and stabbed Korfan's abdomen in a "melting" gesture. The next moment, he took out the reactivated small piece of Y'Shaarj's flesh and blood essence.
"I originally wanted to use it as bait to lure a greedy young lady..."
The great lord looked at the ancient god's flesh and blood struggling in his hands with some regret, and then glanced at the closed cell of Yogg-Saron in front of him. He shook his head:
"What a shame, now I have a better bait, so... it's useless."
"Bang"
The power of death exploded, completely annihilating the last piece of flesh and blood in the palm of the great lord's hand.
"No!"
The Supreme One, who was paralyzed at the feet of the great lord, saw the last reverberations of the ancient lord die like this. The crazy mantid reached out to grab the high lord's feet, but was kicked away by Tyrion in embarrassment.
The lord ignored the five heroes around him who were attacking him like crazy. The blue mist of death dispersed around his body. When those heroes entered it, it was as if they had completely disappeared and there was no more sound.
He continued to move forward, and the ugly and twisted General Krasis kept retreating, like a giant panicked by the oppression of an ant.
"Krasis...it is said that you were the ones who killed Tire back then?"
The high lord examined the ugly and twisted creature in front of him, and he said softly:
"Very well, Tire's brothers will be happy to see your presence. This means that their hatred, which has nowhere to vent, finally has a carrier... But now, get out of the way! I don't have time to tangle with you.
..”
General Vezax and the two Krasis who hunted Tyr back then were the leaders of the Faceless Men who were born from the purest dark flesh and blood of Yogg-Saron. Even if they faced the invincible great lord in front of them, this one
The Faceless General would not give in. It was like a wall, blocking the front of his master's cell.
And this stubborn attitude makes Tyrion feel very annoying and annoying...
"roll!"
"Bang"
The power of death merged into a giant black fist, which struck Krasis' twisted and ugly body like a battering ram, blasting the powerful General Vezax into the mountain wall at the edge of the dark square.
It struggled to escape from the surrounding sunken mountain walls, but faced with the erosion of its body by the cold death, even the ancient evil creature Krasis, which could be constantly resurrected, felt the edge of death approaching at this moment.
"Duh duh duh"
After clearing the last obstacle, the high lord stood in front of the cell sealed by four Titan seals. As if visiting an old friend, he stretched out his finger and knocked on the cell door three times, and then used
The gentle voice said to the creature inside the cell:
"Hi, Yogg-Saron, how are you? I'm here to see you... Oh, let me introduce myself. My name is Tyrion, Blade of the Dawn. I run a restaurant in the Death Realm."
"Inn", your brother C'Thun is visiting me as a guest. He is very satisfied with the enjoyment there, but unfortunately, he is lonely and cannot find similar people... So, do you mind moving?"
There was dead silence, and there was no response in the cage, but this did not disturb the great lord's "elegant mood". He raised his left hand, looked at the time on the mechanical watch on his wrist, and then continued with a smile on his face:
"You're a little shy, right?"
"It doesn't matter. According to the current progress, it may take mortals 3 hours to break through the four seals, so it doesn't matter. We only need to wait another 3 hours before we can really... meet. I have some wonderful ideas about
I want to talk to you about the "lifetime event" of your long-lost sister Sarasta, so..."
"Remember to prepare in advance, okay?"
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When Korvan, the Prime, regained consciousness, the weak mantid felt itself moving.
It felt that it was being carried behind its compatriots and was flying forward quickly in the dark environment. The flesh and blood of the Lord in the abdomen of the Supreme had been removed, and the cold death of the Great Lord "washed" its body by the way. Under the infusion of death
, the once extremely powerful Korfan has reached the end of his life.
The mantid could feel the invisible death calling to it before its eyes.
"Ahem..."
Korfan coughed a few times, and the movement immediately alerted the mantid flying on its back, and a familiar and gentle voice reached the ears of the dying Korfan:
"Hang on, my brother..."
"You have gone too far, so far that I almost couldn't find you, but now, you don't need to wander around anymore, I'm here to take you home..."