Sarlayan and Valeela, who were sitting in the tavern, could already hear the huge noise coming from the underground of Ulduar. Apparently, the final battle between the guardians and Yogg-Saron had begun.
If it was Yogg-Saron in his heyday, it would be difficult for the current Titan Guardians with an incomplete lineup to defeat her.
However, today's Yogg-Saron has not completely escaped the seal set by the Titan himself.
To put it in a barrage joke, Yogg-Saron is facing a six-light difficulty Dungeon of Ulduar. If you want to get through it on your own, it is a complete hell difficulty.
The vibrations coming from the underground of Ulduar lasted for more than an hour, and Sharlayan and Valeera took advantage of this time to explain the actual situation in Azeroth to Algalon.
Sarlayan didn't know if the Star Saint, who couldn't see his face, listened. Anyway, he said everything that needed to be said, including the current situation of the Pantheon.
That's right, there was no one else nearby anyway, so Sarlayan also told Algalon the secret news that the Pantheon was taken over by Sargeras.
Algalon, who had always maintained a silent attitude, finally spoke after hearing this.
"Mortal, you said that the Pantheon was completely destroyed by Sargeras?"
Algalon obviously didn't believe this: "It's ridiculous. The bronze titan Sargeras is indeed very strong, but at most he is only half as good as the father of the gods Aman'Thul. With the help of other titans, how can he
Might have won.”
Sarlayan shrugged helplessly: "Don't ask me, I don't know why the Pantheon was able to fight the Shunfeng game like this. Anyway, the result of that battle was like this. Believe it or not."
"My commission has told you, it is up to you to decide whether to take action."
Algalon pondered for a moment before whispering: "...I have indeed not contacted the Titans for a long time. I will return to the Pantheon to see with my own eyes whether the information you provided is true or false."
"If it is true... I will accept your commission and find Eonar, the mother of the gods, as soon as possible."
"Okay." Sarlayan smiled nonchalantly: "Then it's settled. When Yogg-Saron is re-sealed, you can have a good chat with the Great Guardian. I hope it can change your attitude towards Ai.
A view of Xerath’s current situation.”
Just at this time, the vibrations from the underground finally stopped, and Sarlayan and Valeela looked at each other thoughtfully.
"It seems it's over... Algalon, which side do you think will win?"
Algalon said in a calm tone: "If the information about Yogg-Saron provided by Loken, the guardian of wisdom, is true, the probability of defeating the six guardians working together is extremely slim given the current state of the Thousand-Maw Demon."
Sarlayan curled his lips and complained: "This is such a cold analysis again. You are so boring. Your life is not interesting at all. Do you only know how to do business?"
"Interesting?" Algalon shook his head incomprehensibly: "No need, the Star Saint clan shoulders the important task of assisting the Pantheon in maintaining the order of the universe. The so-called joy of life is not what we should consider."
Valeela rolled her eyes angrily: "Okay, overtime maniac, your analysis should be correct. I have already felt the energy fluctuations reinforced by the seal."
The seals of the three surviving ancient gods of Azeroth were all placed by the Titans themselves. The secondary Titans called the Guardians do not have the ability to rearrange the seals, but they only repair and reinforce them without any problems.
As Algalon said, there was no suspense in the battle between the six guardians and Yogg-Saron, and the six people who worked together with tacit cooperation steadily won the victory.
Yogg-Saron, who was beaten half to death, temporarily lost the ability to resist. With Laden as the leader, the guardians worked together to re-strengthen the seal.
At least for the next tens of thousands of years, the Thousand Maws, like her compatriot C'Thun who preceded her, will no longer be able to pose any threat to Azeroth.
As Yogg-Saron was sealed, the rich power of the void that filled Ulduar quickly dissipated, and Algalon's assessment of Azeroth's current situation also changed.
With some of the Grand Guardian authority derived from Laden, Sharlayan showed Algalon the platinum disc that automatically recorded the history of Azeroth.
The information recorded in the archives is all true and correct. Even Loken can only make some deletions and deletions, and cannot modify the specific content.
According to archival records, the Thousand-Eyed Demon C'Thun was re-fortified and sealed a few years ago, and the Qiraji who were entrenched in the city of Ahn'Qiraj were almost wiped out.
After Yogg-Saron was also kicked back to prison, the only remaining ancient god who is still active is En'zoth, the Thousand-bearded Demon with the weakest strength.
'The age of mortals? The mortals polluted by the flesh-and-blood curse of the ancient gods are actually fighting to protect Azeroth, and... they seem to be doing a pretty good job.'
Although Algalon said nothing, after reading the history of Azeroth recorded in the archives, his original firm idea began to waver.
"Peng!"
The door connecting the inner hall and the outer hall was opened from the inside, and Laideng, who had a lot of Yogg-Saron's flesh and blood tissue on his body, walked out at the lead.
"Fortunately, Yogg-Saron can no longer threaten Azeroth."
casually wiping the dark purple stain on his face, Laiden glanced at Algalon, who seemed to be bowing his head in thought, and continued to say to Sarlayan: "I plan to take over Ulduar's authority first, and format those who were manipulated by Loken.
The brainwashed steel creature officially ends this civil war among the Guardians."
"After taking care of the chores inside and outside Ulduar, Mimiron, Azadas and I will personally check the situation of the Forge of Will and restart it as soon as possible."
"Salayan, you should still have a lot of matters in the mortal world to deal with. What are your plans next?"
"Well" Sarlayan stood up and stretched: "I plan to end the local war with the trolls from Dakkar first."
"The follow-up processing of Ulduar will take a lot of time. With you, the great guardian, personally taking charge, I am not worried about the restart of the Forge of Will."
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Sarlayan looked at Thorim and smiled meaningfully: "Don't forget, there is another guardian wandering outside Ulduar. Is it time to bring him home?"
Thorim's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at Laden, who was responsible for making the decision, expectantly.
"Odin..."
Laiden said, holding his chin and hesitating for a moment: "Wait a little longer. After we convince Algalon, we will ask Thorim to invite him back. I will first send an invitation to the Hall of Valor through the contact device."
"Having been away from Ulduar for many years, Odin should also need to sort out his mood first and leave some buffer time for both of us."
Sarlayan smiled noncommittally: "It's up to you to decide. I, an outsider, am only responsible for suggestions."
"An outsider..." Laideng laughed and shook his head: "Now that things have happened, do you really think you are still an outsider?"
Azadas said with some emotion: "Over the years, I have been reading the history of Azeroth through the platinum disk."
"Shalayan, as you said, Azeroth is now the age of mortals."
"Since mortals and us Guardians stand on the same side in protecting Azeroth, as an outstanding representative of mortal forces and a bridge connecting Guardians and mortals, why do you need to emphasize that you are an outsider?"
Mimiron said with a smile: "At least in my opinion, you and Valeela have been my friends for a long time... Freya, what do you think?"
Freya also smiled and nodded: "What's there to question? Didn't we establish friendship tens of thousands of years ago? Unless you don't regard me as a friend."
Thorim also patted his chest and said in a loud voice: "You are the most courageous and resourceful mortals I have ever seen. I, Thorim, am very happy to be friends with you two."
Hodil smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Have you finished saying all the good things? What else can I say? Then I will do the same."
Laiden finally stood up and made a summary: "As my brothers and sisters said, Sharlayan, Azeroth has not escaped from the ensuing dangers, and now is not the time to distinguish between the inside and outside of you and me.
"
Laiden squatted down and opened his flesh-turned palms to Sharlayan: "In the name of the Great Guardian, I formally invite you to become a member of the Guardians of Azeroth."
"Maybe in the near future, we will fight side by side. Please take care of us in the future."
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