Zera, the Mother of Holy Light, believed in destiny because she saw the last day of the disaster among the stars.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Dark Titan witnessed the void devouring the stars and became extreme. After destroying the Pantheon, Sargeras used demons who were brutal and ferocious but not affected by the void to form the Burning Legion, wreaking havoc among the stars and destroying them.
All civilized worlds under these stars use this to defeat the omnipresent minions of the void and prevent the present world from being overturned by the void.
In the Dark Titan's plan, in the ashes of the extinguished stars, a perfect second-season cosmic civilization will be reborn under his protection.
Zella predicted all this a long time ago. She also fully experienced the era when the disaster began. She witnessed countless worlds destroyed under the iron heel of the devil. It was a disaster among the stars. Everything was exactly as she saw in the prediction.
Exactly the same.
But Zella's prophecy not only saw the beginning of the disaster, she also saw the end of it.
She saw the souls of the Titans from the Pantheon destroyed by Sargeras reunited under the fight of countless heroic beings. In the ruins of the Pantheon, the Titans existing as souls faced the Dark Titan.
Sargeras, and Illidan, the son of light and darkness, also appeared as assistants to the Titan spirits.
The souls of the Titans gathered all their power and sealed them with the Pantheon forever. At the cost of the annihilation of their souls, the extremely powerful Dark Titan was sealed in the strongest cage among the stars, and Illidan was destined to do great things.
The sons of light and darkness of deeds will serve as the eternal jailers of Sargeras, and together they will return to the cage that can never be destroyed.
That was a cruel fate, but for Illidan, who wanted to destroy the Burning Legion, it was also the best fate.
Sargeras being sealed means that the Burning Legion will be leaderless, and without its core spiritual leader, the demons will not be as united as before. They will start fighting among themselves, and the huge Burning Legion will collapse from within.
, and the disaster of the stars will be completely ended.
Zera, the Mother of Holy Light, firmly believes in this fate. This is why she must take Illidan away even if she breaks into Tyrion's territory. Illidan is the most important part of that future destiny. If his
If the fate of Azeroth continues to be distorted by Tyrion, the "black hole of fate", then Illidan will be completely separated from his future destiny, which means that the perfect future where Sargeras is sealed that Zera sees will
Completely falling apart.
That means that everything Zera and the Legion of Light have done in the past long years will become useless.
This is unacceptable to Zeira!
However, when facing Tyrion at this time, the slightly weird question raised by the high lord also hit the biggest doubt in Zella's heart.
In the perfect future she saw, in the illusion that Sargeras was sealed, she did not see herself
Why didn't he appear in the final battle scene?
Could it be that before that, I had already
No, no, no, this is not the most important thing! The most important thing is
Why does Tyrion know so clearly the vision of the future she saw? Is it true that, as Tyrion said, he is the one who has truly experienced the "future"? He is the only one under the stars.
, a true prophet?
But how is this possible?
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"boom"
The terrifying death sword savagely slashed across the platform of the Zenidar starship hall. The evil ghost warrior condensed by the great lord with the power of death was like a raging monster coming out of the abyss. The twin swords of death in its hands were
Under the crazy slashing, the entire interior decoration of the Zenidar spacecraft and the defensive barriers were easily cut off, torn, and shattered.
This terrifying creature is the condensation of the essence of death. After being given the will to fight by the great lord, it is like a cold structural golem. It will not feel pain, will not be afraid, and will not flinch. Its huge
The body bears the continuous bombardment of Holy Light from Zela. As the Mother of Holy Light, as Naaru, she can use almost all the Holy Light magic known in the stars. As long as Zela is willing, she can even use Holy Light magic to purify an entire
Planet.
Of course, that means that her power of Holy Light will be exhausted and she will fall into the most tragic fate of being a Naaru.
"Whoosh"
While Zeira was constantly bombarding the evil ghost warriors with the bright and boundless Holy Light spells, behind her, a powerful light pierced Naaru's thick Holy Light shield like a sharp arrow from a string, and hit the target.
On her crystal-like body, the power of death contained in this light exploded at this moment, like some kind of virus, or like ink dripping into the water, Zella's crystal body filled with holy light burst out.
Bits of infection.
"Pa"
The Mother of Holy Light felt the threat of the cold energy penetrating into her body. She was like a strong man with a broken arm, cutting off the infected crystal from her body in the gleam of her lightsaber.
And at this moment, Tyrion's deep and gloomy voice sounded behind Zella:
"This hurts, right?"
Such a close sound startled the Mother of Holy Light. The power of Holy Light in her body exploded like the sun at this moment. The scorching light caused the temperature in the spacecraft hall to rise rapidly, even Zenidar's crystal.
The consoles all showed signs of melting. This sun-like brilliance was used by Zera as a means of defense and counterattack, like the hottest shield to resist the next attack of the great lord.
"Bang"
The gauntlet covered with cold frost was clasped on the surface of Zera's sun shield. The great lord walked out of the crack in the death world. The huge power of death rolled up a substantial blizzard of ice and snow, causing the scorching temperature in the spacecraft to begin to accelerate again.
Descending, his ten fingers were clasped on the surface of Zela's shield. Amidst the surge of death power, the sun-like scorching light curtain also showed signs of being torn apart.
"Why don't you answer me? Zela"
Tyrion asked in a gentle voice like an old friend:
"Why don't you tell me whether there is a place for you in the future you see?"
"Do you not want to answer or are you afraid to answer?"
"This has nothing to do with you!"
Zella's voice was no longer light, and there was no longer a sound like a hymn in her voice. During the collision of forces, the Mother of Light clearly felt the power of death possessed by Tyrion.
The strength and coldness of the force, as the ancestor Naaru, she is not unaware of the existence of the death world, but unlike the void that causes trouble everywhere in the stars, death has been very low-key and silent from the moment the stars were born.
The power that symbolizes the end is part of the foundation of the stars, but it has never tried to intervene in the war between the world and the void.
Tyrion was probably the first extremely active Lord of the Dead in the Stars.
"I will accept all fates revealed by the Holy Light!"
Zela's voice was accompanied by the continuous surge of holy light, causing the temperature of the sun shield outside her body to shine again. At an altitude of 4,500 meters, the golden light surrounding the entire Zenidar spacecraft became increasingly brighter.
, like a small sun hanging in the sky, which represents the anger of Zeira and the gathering of the power of the ancestor Naaru.
On the ground battlefield below, the entire Borean Tundra was illuminated by the golden sun in the sky. The temperature of this wilderness in the Arctic of Azeroth is below minus 10 degrees all year round, but in these short ten seconds
Here, the entire wilderness is bearing the full power of Zera's solar fire, causing its temperature to quickly rise to an astonishing 30 degrees! And it is still rising.
The scorching high temperature continued to rise, and the evil ghost warrior gathered by the great lord with the power of death could no longer withstand such positive energy. It was like a snowman in the sun, with a low roar.
, as if melted by sunlight, turned into a trace of dark mist, and quickly returned to the body of the great lord.
The fingers of the great lord, who was clasping Zera's shield tightly with both hands, began to emit smoke as if burned by flames. His cold face was illuminated, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"You said you would accept any fate? Even death?"
"Then let me satisfy you!"
"Kacha"
Zela's shield made a crisp sound, which made the Mother of Holy Light feel a strong threat. The next second, two fingers mixed with the power of death that froze everything and withered everything passed through the sun-like light.
The extremely cold death ice flow, the black death frost derived from the invisible place, is like a glacier that extinguishes all flames, whistling and blowing the cold of the soul.
The wind hit Zera's body, which was as hot as the sun, head and face.
"Your firewood is burned out! Put it out!"
In Tyrion's deep roar, the door to death opened behind him, and the endless power of death blessed his body, like a pardon declaring the end. Between the black and white light and shadow, a world
A heavy weight of death pressed on Zella's body, and almost at the moment of contact, the golden flame as hot as the surface of the sun was frozen between the black death frost.
"Look into the eyes of death! Your final destiny lies there!"
In the roar of the great lord's soul, under the extreme power of manifestation, the souls of two lives are also engaged in the cruelest battle. Zella's sun-like heart and soul are like being thrown into the endless rolling darkness.
In the sea, those scorching lights were extinguished bit by bit in the phantom of death projected by Tyrion's eyes. The Mother of Holy Light kept struggling, but like a drowning person, there was no other ending except sinking into the cold seabed.
Even the blazing fire of holy light has been frozen
After the entire interior of Zenidar's spacecraft withstood extreme high temperatures, it also withstood the impact of cold temperatures close to absolute zero, making the steel spacecraft no longer able to withstand this extreme change of warmth.
"Click, click, click"
A series of blood-curdling crisp sounds came from various areas of the spacecraft. Under the collision of two forces, this powerful battleship seemed to have reached the end of its destiny.
As for Zella, who directly withstood the impact of the entire power of the dead world, she turned into a body similar to golden flames due to rapid burning. After the instant frost quenching, she was like a poor quality stone taken out of the water by the forging masters.
Like steel, the beautiful golden crystal is already covered with broken cracks.
Rookies always imagine how cool, eye-catching, and exciting the battle between bosses is.
But there are none of those
The closer they are to the essence of power, the more they will use the simplest way to end the battle during the battle. The more powerful the master is, the less fancy combat skills they have during the battle. The collision of pure essence power,
It is the most shocking thing. But the more such a battle, the less likely there are bystanders.
"You, lost."
The great lord, whose whole body was wrapped in cold white mist, took a step back. He let go of Zella's crystal body in his hands, but the moment he let go, the two crystal bodies seemed to have withstood a huge force.
Like the impact of glass, it was annihilated into powder shining with holy light in the hands of the great lord, and then scattered like quicksand in the messy hall of the Zenidar battleship.
"I lost"
The bleak voice of the Mother of Holy Light resounded in the hall along with the rapid collapse of the entire crystal body. The broken Holy Light crystals continued to fall on the hall platform below. The body of the Mother of Holy Light directly withstood the impact from
The impact and concussion of the power of the dead and the essence of Holy Light, the terrifying power completely destroyed her crystal body, making it impossible for her to maintain her intact form.
In Zera's crystal body, the core and largest shield-shaped golden crystal still barely maintains a stable posture. It is the Heart of Holy Light, the last remnant of Zera's Naaru body.
"But the destiny I hold on to is not lost yet."
Zella said stubbornly:
"I really don't see myself in that future. Maybe before that perfect future arrives, I will have died in the war with the devil, but that is a worthy death. If my death can be exchanged for the final perfection of the stars,
fate, then I will die without regrets!"
"Really?"
The great lord leaned back tiredly, and the cold death frost condensed into an icy throne behind his body. He sat on the throne and looked at the Heart of Holy Light suspended in mid-air in front of him. He looked directly at that
At the core of the Holy Light, it seems that I saw a stubborn woman trying to hold on to her last dignity.
Unfortunately, her persistence is meaningless, just like the fate she seeks, it is meaningless.
"Will you really die without regrets? Zella, is the fate you insist on really perfect?"
Tyrion waved his finger. Among the wreckage of the Zenidal spaceship hall, the smashed bottle of blood wine he brought was pulled by the force of death and fell into the hands of the great lord. Tyrion's other
Raising one hand, the white ice quickly condensed in Tyrion's hand, turning into a wine glass made of ice.
The high lord poured the last bit of blood wine into it. He shook the liquid in the wine glass. He looked at Zella. After a moment, he said:
"You will die in the hands of Illidan. In what you think is the perfect destiny, you try to pour your power into Illidan to relieve the influence of evil energy on him and let him truly embark on the path of the savior you think.
Don't lie to me, I know that this was your original plan when you asked Chaldea to bring Illidan back to the Legion of Light, right? You hope to personally cultivate the savior of the stars."
Zela did not refute. Obviously, the High Lord was right. She really wanted to take Illidan away from Azeroth and pour all her power of Holy Light into Illidan at the Legion of Light's station.
"But you will fail, because Illidan, like me, is not a person who believes in fate."
Tyrion sipped the blood wine that had lost its taste due to the extreme changes in temperature, and he said softly:
"When you open your arms to Illidan, he will resist, and he will kill you. That is your destiny. Zera, everything you pursue will only add a sense of common hatred to Velen and the Legion of Light in the end.
Will, make Illidan agree to cooperate with them, that's all."
"Your death is worthless, just like the fate you insist on is worthless!"
"As for the perfect destiny that you stubbornly insist on, Sargeras is sealed in the eternal Pantheon, and the Burning Legion falls apart. Is that the perfect result? Tell me, Zera, in the perfect future you think, there is no more
Sargeras, who will resist the void army that will eventually sweep across the stars? Although it is cruel to say this, the existence of the Dark Titan is necessary!"
Tyrion's question received no answer from Zeira, and of course the high lord did not need that answer.
He poured the last bit of blood wine in his hand onto Zella's slowly dimming Heart of Holy Light. He stood up, and in the surge of blue death mist, a handful of light shone like a blood moon with a crimson luster.
The blade appeared in his hand. He looked down at the cracked Heart of Holy Light and whispered:
"The so-called perfect destiny and future have never existed. All your efforts are just in vain. I will not allow your so-called perfect future to appear. Fortunately, I have freed you from this sad fate.
!”
"At least, I will let you die like a warrior and a hero."
"Those who believe in destiny will eventually drown in it. Just like you, Zella, Elune will make good use of the legacy you left behind, your Legion of Light, which will be what you leave to the stars.
The best gift is now, let me say goodbye"
Tyrion waved his wrist, and the next moment, the sword blade shining with blood fell.
