"The power of time!?" Aman'Thul felt like a clown.
He had just used the power of time to aggravate Argus the Destroyer's injuries and split his body. This was indeed a help. At the same time, he had demonstrated the use of the power of time himself.
Once again, he did not expect that the power granted to this mortal man, McDonald, would be used in this situation.
Originally, Argus blasted all the heroes with [King's Treasure], and Aman'Thul was able to regain the victory - this does not mean that he will sell all the mortal heroes. After all, when it comes to fighting against the fallen Titan, the Titan and
The interests of mortals are the same. The point is that if a mortal hero burps, it will be his wife Eonar's chance to appear.
This Life-Binder can use his ultimate move to forcibly pull back the heroes' souls that are about to be separated and annihilated, and quickly repair their bodies, allowing the heroes to start fighting again.
Of course, the Titan-level resurrection technique does not necessarily mean that it can be used endlessly to give the hero unlimited life to continue the level.
But in this way, the Titans no longer need to owe mortal heroes many favors. Aman'Thul even has an excuse to take back some of his power.
McDonald's doing this makes the Titans have no sense of existence.
The speechless Titans can only desperately collect Titan essence and inject it into each hero's body to increase their attack power and attack speed.
After being stunned for a moment, the mortal hero immediately returned to his original position and continued to launch a mad attack on Argus.
Various elemental light arrows and physical attacks repeatedly washed the body of the Annihilator like heavy rain.
Finally, Argus got angry!
Suddenly, a heavy muffled sound came from the deepest part of the earth, like the roar of buildings collapsing.
The heroes subconsciously glanced at the portholes of the Pantheon, and could see the evil energy lingering on the planet Argus suddenly rushing over here. Over the Pantheon, the green evil energy clouds surged like boiling hot porridge, and began to fall into the sky.
Patches of green lightning.
Thousands of thunders exploded!
At this moment, the Alliance soldiers who were still fighting demons all over the planet Argus couldn't help but glance here.
They were mentally prepared for sacrifice. When the scene in front of them was exactly the same as the "Judgment of Destruction" described in various prophecies of doom, they could not help but feel panic and uneasiness in their hearts.
Scenes of doomsday are everywhere, with thunder and lightning and karmic fire falling from the clouds, countless demons walking through the fire and rain, and then burning to death all those who resist...
Doesn’t this smell very much like that?
In the Pantheon, feeling that Argus had finally mobilized the power of the entire planet to make this final push, McDonald stopped moving.
He realized that this was the last battle.
The scene of more than twenty years traveling through time appears in my mind like a revolving lantern.
Millions of people in the Alliance put their future and hopes in his hands.
It is no exaggeration to say that his sword carries the countless ideals and endless memories of the Alliance.
Standing at this final crossroads, he could feel thousands of voices overlapping each other, shouting for resistance. Thousands of hearts gathered together, longing for victory.
"Lie to Kangxi"
And the final victory is already within reach.
McDonald laughed.
He patted Alsace next to him on the shoulder and handed the divine sword [Taisalak] obtained from the previous boss to the second idiot.
"Huh?" Alsace was confused.
"Agus has no new life, let him perform a [biting lighter]!"
Arthas had a question mark at first, but soon, as a hero of Azeroth who had been most exported by culture, he understood.
In the next moment, the majestic King of Ice Crown Glacier, Alsace, turned into a black lightning. With the blessing of the essence energy of Titan, he released the most powerful [Charge] in his life.
That is very outrageous!
The black stream of light crossed the void against gravity, and finally rushed to the face of the fallen titan.
"Go to hell! Argus——"
Historically, Arthas, who was supposed to be the son of the world, used the most powerful [Shunning Slash] in his life.
In order to avoid the fate of being pierced through the throat by a mortal hero's sword, Argus, who had his mouth slightly open, bit the divine sword [Taisalak] that was thrust towards him.
"Haha! That's what I've been waiting for!" The second fool laughed, and hit the hilt of [Taisalak] with a hammer.
Argus's body instinctively held up the dark cyan shadow shield.
Unfortunately, a place like the mouth is always a weak link in defense. The shadow shield just had time to light up, and the divine sword exploded with powerful energy comparable to the explosion of a sunspot in an instant.
Blazing red light filled Argus's mouth.
"boom!"
Argus was very strong, but Aggramar was Sargeras's adjutant at that time. His sword would not have been bitten off like this, but the extremely powerful flame impact released from it was enough to interrupt Argus's charge.
Originally, the thick clouds of evil energy in the sky kept gathering in a vortex in the designated direction, just waiting to accumulate power and fall from the sky.
With just such an interruption, the clouds exploded, and there was no longer the terrifying pressure of the sky toppling over just now.
Argus's ultimate move...is broken.
McDonald said calmly: "Come on!"
The heroes no longer have any scruples and open fire with all their might!
The combined holy light attack of the Five Silver Saints!
The Windrunner sisters' thunderbolts!
The Archmage Group's thousands of artillery blasts!
And King Wa, who is not afraid of death, rushes over and "Ola Ola", Valeera, Yin Lidan, Maiev and others jump on the back of Argus and launch [cutting] and [backstab]!
When the continuous light and shadow was so violent that it filled every hero's vision and lasted for a full twenty seconds, Argus the Destroyer raised his arms to the sky and left his last whisper.
"My anger...is extinguished."
The fallen Titan fell with a crash!
Everyone thought that there was a more difficult Sargeras waiting for everyone, but only the time traveler named Mai knew...
"The Burning Legion is finished!"
"Huh?" King Wa's eyes widened in surprise.
McDonald looked at King Wa with a smile, then glanced at Khadgar, the light in his eyes spreading.
"Think about it, why could Sargeras sneak into the planet of Azeroth in his avatar without fear of death, be killed by Aegwynn, and then hide in the Tomb of Sargeras, corrode the planet, and plot a series of conspiracies?"
Velen's eyes lit up: "Is that because the core of his soul is in Argus?"
At this time, Gorgones removed the space barrier and strode closer: "That's right! It's in the Pantheon!"
Aman'Thul said: "You have done a great job, my crowning masterpiece! Leave it to us next. We need to take a rest and end this."
Magni tried: "Then let's..."
Eonar smiled and nodded: "You can go back and rest."
All the heroes understood clearly. The Titans of the Pantheon were destroyed by the Sa General Group back then and lost all their dignity. They must find a way to regain their reputation.
Eonar was obviously in a good mood: "What else can I ask for? The Pantheon is happy to reward the most heroic mortals in the world!"
Originally, Uther wanted to be noble and upright.
Who knows, McDonald said very directly: "I want..."
He didn't say anything, but a divine thought passed into Eonar's spiritual sea.
The life-binder goddess smiled: "Okay."
With McDonald taking the lead, the heroes who thought they should get some money one after another put forward their own demands.
To be honest, perhaps in the eyes of heroes, this is a difficult or expensive request.
Again, the Titans of the Pantheon are the original rulers of this universe. The things they value are different from those of mortals.
Next, we have to deal with the Burning Legion, and I'm sure there will be a time when we can borrow the power of mortals. The Titans will really not be stingy with their rewards for the heroes' demands.
After a short exchange, each hero received a satisfactory answer.
Only Tyrande felt disappointed, because Yin Lidan's request was: "If the Pantheon's decision is to seal Sargeras, then my request is that I will guard Sargeras until the end of the world."
"Ah!" Tyrande shouted softly: "You..."
Yin Lidan turned around and faced the person he still loved deeply: "Every existence has a special meaning when it is born in the world. You have gained your love, I bless you and Artemis! But as a demon hunter...
…A hunter who loses his hunting target is nothing. And Sargeras is my ultimate target!”
At this moment, Tyrande understood.
She smiled slightly and nodded, then looked at Brother Stormrage as he said his final goodbyes.
The heroes left happily and sat on the space ship of the Council of Galactic Order and the Legion of Light, cracking melon seeds, eating popcorn, drinking Coke, and waiting for the final drama of an era to be staged.
The splendid Pantheon transformed into a spaceship, rising from the collapsed planet Argus.
Below the temple, the Rainbow Bridge that carried the Pantheon across the void to all worlds in the old days reappeared after more than 10,000 years.
In the blink of an eye, the Pantheon arrived about 200,000 kilometers outside the planet Azeroth.
At this moment, every throne in the Pantheon lit up with sacred light, gathering the power of all Titans, the trial against Sargeras... began!
The mysterious and mysterious light beam shot out from the top of the Pantheon and shot into the atmosphere of the planet Azeroth.
The atmosphere, which had become extremely chaotic due to the Burning Crusade, suddenly changed - a flame demon with lava veins on its upper body suddenly appeared from the churning mass of evil energy.
"Ah! That's Sargeras!?"
"So huge!"
The heroes exclaimed.
Mr. Sa is too big!
His lower body was still wrapped in a cloud of evil energy. Just looking at his upper body, the size was at least over 10,000 kilometers.
Unless we were at the far end of the starry sky, it would be impossible to see the full picture of Sargeras!
Aman'Thul's angry voice spanned the void and resounded throughout the universe: "My brother! Your expedition is over -"
Visibly to the naked eye, Mr. Sa's entire titan body began to shrink rapidly.
"No--"
At the very end, the fallen titan and demon king still showed no restraint in his ferocity. He condensed a huge flaming sword in his right hand and thrust it fiercely into the planet Azeroth.
At this moment, the planet's protective array was like a decoration and could be easily pierced.
The atmosphere is torn apart!
The land of Silithus is wailing!
A huge sword that reached the sky and the earth remained there, becoming Sargeras's last scar on the planet Azeroth.
This scene stunned the heroes. They didn't even notice when the Pantheon ended its work or left.
An era... is over!
On the flagship of the Galactic Order Council, Duke shook hands with McDonald: "Brother, I'm waiting for you at [Yunfei Wanli]."
"Thanks, brother, once this is done, I will go report." McDonald thought for a while and then asked: "Well, can you tell me a little bit about what my first task will be after taking office?"
Duke tilted his head and smiled: "Train a newcomer who is qualified to enter [Yunfei Wanli]! If you do this, I guarantee that you will get away with it."
"Okay, it's settled."
"Anyway, the speed of time in the two worlds is different, so you can rest assured that you will take a vacation and report for ten years."
"good!"
After seeing off Duke and the huge parliamentary fleet, McDonald blinked and finally passed through the portal alone and returned to Stratholme City.
Seeing the uneasiness that had just subsided on the faces of the girls, he comforted him: "It's okay! This is the end of an era, and it's also the beginning of a new era. I still have a lot to do."
It sounds like the only emperor on earth is full of grand plans, doesn't it?
The girls soon regretted it.
Half a year later.
Sylvanas put her hands on her hips and ran around Stratholme City: "Where did that McDonald's go!?"
What I saw were faces with wry smiles.
Who would have thought that the emperor who had been extremely diligent in the past 20 years and often worked late into the night reviewing documents would immediately transform into a McDonald's pigeon once he defeated Mr. Sa?
Queen Xi had an idea in her mind, and immediately changed direction and killed Calpurnia and Solanlian's maids' bedroom. Seeing the two maids hugging each other, with flushed faces, and still sleeping soundly, she knew she was a step too late.
"That bastard!"
Once upon a time, Queen Xi believed that McDonald was a man of great integrity and self-control.
Faced with countless temptations, he remained firm and unmoved.
Now it seems that it's not that he has self-control, but that this bastard prophet knows exactly where his pressure comes from.
Now that the pressure is gone, this guy can let himself go immediately.
Queen Xi was startled, and she suddenly realized that someone was missing.
"Maev!"
When she angrily killed herself at the hands of Eonar, the Life-Binder, she was rejuvenated and emerged from Mount Hyjal in the new World Tree. As soon as she arrived, she saw Tyrande patting Sandy gently.
After a few pats on Si's back, Tyrande also started to vomit.
"Ugh!" the adoptive mother and daughter vomited together.
Seeing this scene, Queen Xi couldn't help but touch her belly, which seemed to have remained unchanged.
Upon discovering that Queen Xi had arrived, Tyrande showed a wry smile: "Well, you may be able to find him in Wyrmrest Temple."
Chase all the way.
Sure enough, in the lower level of Dragon Sleep Temple, Queen Xi saw Krasus with black lines on his head.
As soon as I reached the top floor, I heard the roars of three dragon kings.
"Ahhhhhh-"
It was indeed a dragon's roar. Just listening to the long and continuous high-pitched sound made Queen Xi's delicate body tremble and she felt that her whole body was not good.
"Mc-Dang-Ken-"
"Ahem! I asked Alexstrasza from the goddess Eonar because I thought it was too pitiful for her to be bound by her duties for thousands of years. I just wanted to teach her how to experience life."
"Fart! Are you trying to experience how to give birth to someone else?"
"Ah! People say that you are stupid after being pregnant for three years. How come you are not stupid yet? Ah! I hope the Queen will spare my life!"
…
There is an urban legend circulating in the Stratholme Empire that there is a queen above the emperor. This is not without reason.
Unconsciously, ten years have passed since the end of the Burning Crusade.
On this day, Crown Prince Maisky looked at his father anxiously: "Father, do you really want to leave? I am not yet a minor and I don't understand many things. You might as well stay for a few more years!"
"I can't wait any longer! Your father and I are going to conquer the stars and the sea. Besides, there's no point in staying in Azeroth. I'll kill all my enemies." McDonald touched his head and looked at it.
Zoval's head, frozen in a glass box in the distance, sighed.
That guy is the Shadow Kingdom boss!
"But, I have no confidence in governing such a great empire!"
"You don't need confidence. As long as you don't mess around, you will be the best second-generation emperor. Moreover, your uncle Alsace will help supervise the country, so I can rest assured. The uncles in the alliance will not cheat you. You can rest assured and follow your own rules."
Go ahead and do it. I will come back once in five to ten years."
Maisky's eyes were red, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he could only plead: "Can't you really stay for a few more years?"
"Your father, I am immortal. Once I stay, it may be sixty years. You haven't received the blessing of eternal life yet. Do you want to be the prince for sixty years?"
Is there any prince in the world who has lived for sixty years?
His father follows the three-child policy, and every girl has three children. In another sixty years, how many more brothers and sisters will he have?
Maisky was reluctant to give up, but at a young age, he immediately realized that it was a real trap for McDonald to stay!
Think about Uncle Kael'thas, he has been a prince for three thousand years, and his character has been ruined...
In the end, he could only nod solemnly: "Father, I will work hard."
McDonald patted his son on the shoulder: "I deliberately left some provinces without vassals, just for you to use. Also, even though the number of citizens is large, if you can achieve home ownership,
Then you will also be a wise king."
"knew."
Before boarding the spaceship controlled by the ship girl [Garden], Verlessa excitedly held McDonald's hand: "Are we going to the headquarters of the Galactic Order Council? What are we going to do?"
"If you feel happy, take risks; if you feel unhappy, travel around." McDonald smiled mysteriously.
"You really don't have to work?" Tyrande asked.
"Well, I still have to do some work."
"What work?"
"At my position, I'm not too embarrassed to do it myself. I probably want to build a fort to fight against some guys from the Church of the God of Plague."
McDonald came silently, bringing the system with him.
McDonald ran away in glory, taking the girls with him.
On the spaceship, watching the planet Azeroth getting smaller and smaller in his field of vision, thinking about his more than thirty years of time travel, McDonald smiled: "After decades of living in this world, it is enough to be happy with some things. There is no need to be too happy."
Careful. Huh? Who do I really want to forget?"
At this moment, far away in New Boralus, a veteran princess cried and wet a pillow.
"That bastard McDonald! He even pushed Sally and Lucia Yin, so he's obviously not a real elf-controller! That bastard actually refused to touch me for decades! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
