Thrall was stunned for a moment. The Beast Emperor was his target and he had to overcome this psychological hurdle.
"I like this, Aman'Thul is well done." Thrall smiled.
The voice explained calmly:
"Order and morality were created by mortals. In order to survive as a group, Titans do not have these things and refuse to accept them, thinking that they are pollution from mortals."
The order of the universe varies widely, and there are no certain rules. Aman'Thul's cruelty is not incomprehensible, perhaps the Titans think it should be this way.
"Thal, you have to look carefully next. This is your mission. It is the path you must take to become the Beast Emperor. You are willing to sacrifice everything to achieve the goal."
The Pantheon appeared before Thrall again.
At this moment, the Pantheon is in turmoil, and all kinds of energy are surging.
A terrifying creature as huge as a planet, with huge devil horns on its head and shrouded in red flames, is shaking the Pantheon with the broken giant sword in its hand. The terrifying evil power turns into meteors, consuming the Pantheon.
defense.
The Dark Titan Sargeras, surrounded by countless demons, rushed towards the Pantheon like a vast ocean.
Aman'Thul is not omniscient and omnipotent. He has power beyond time. Unfortunately, he cannot see through the fate of Sargeras.
Sargeras split open the planet Marton, released countless demons, and gained endless evil power. From then on, he no longer had to rely on the power of Aman'Thul's Titan.
Perhaps it was part of Sargeras' plan, or perhaps the Titan's power in his body was about to be exhausted, and he made a desperate move out of desperation.
However, the Pantheon is extremely strong. No matter how serious the damage is, the vast power of the Titans can repair it instantly. Sargeras' actions seem meaningless.
But Sargeras still continued to attack the Pantheon.
At this moment, Aman'Thul had stood up from the throne, his eyes erupted with golden light, and the Orodur point in his hand pointed toward the void, forming a black hole-like space-time channel.
His eyes looked through endless time to the distant future.
Aman'Thul didn't care about Sargeras' attack.
The Pantheon was built by consuming tens of thousands of Titans. The reserve of Titan power is larger than the vast galaxy. Even if Sargeras worked hard for tens of thousands of years, it would be in vain.
Aman'Thul only hesitated for a moment, and his huge body disappeared in front of the throne across time. Even without Aman'Thul sitting in charge, Sargeras still could not overcome the Pantheon's defense.
But something surprising happened. The moment Aman'Thul disappeared, a bright light appeared under the pedals, illuminating the entire Pantheon.
The closed door of the Pantheon opened, and Sargeras led endless demons to rush in with great momentum.
"There's a traitor."
Thrall quickly understood that Sargeras was not fighting alone.
An angry shout rang out. It was Aman'Thul. Orodur, the staff wrapped with endless lightning, poked out of the space-time channel, and the thick lightning struck down viciously.
The goal is the pedal under the throne.
"No!"
Sargeras let out an angry roar, and his body seemed to be faster than light. He rushed to the pedals like a teleport, and the broken sword in his hand blocked most of the lightning.
Unfortunately, the Titans sleeping under the pedals were exhausted and as vulnerable as ants. Most of them were turned into ashes by Aman'Thul's blow, and only a few survived.
The terrifying roar of Sargeras was endless, venting his anger against the Pantheon until the Pantheon was reduced to ruins.
The past of the Pantheon disappeared. Thrall's eyes turned dark, and the voice in his heart sounded: "Thall, find that traitor. This is your mission."
"Who is the most likely traitor? Are there any clues?" Sal asked without hope.
The voice replied: "All the Titans who survived Aman'Thul's blow were imprisoned by Sargeras in the core of the world of Argus. Only one escaped, Iona, the Giver of Life."
"Thall, if you were turned into a female orc, married to Garrosh, and gave birth to a child, what would you do?"
"I will kill Garrosh." Thrall said viciously.
"Titans actually have no gender. As Aman'Thul's partner, Iona, the Giver of Life, does not need to dedicate the power of the Titans. She has ample power of the Titans and can walk freely in the Pantheon, so she can escape Sargeras.
Hunting her down, she is undoubtedly the biggest suspect."
In other words, Iona does not need to sleep under the pedals, she still maintains a huge body like a planet in the Pantheon, and has enough power to open the door of the Pantheon.
The bright light coming from the kick was probably just a cover-up.
Countless thoughts immediately surged into Sal's mind.
Love and hate between titans, triangle or polyamorous love, Iona is likely to have an affair with Sargeras, Aman'Thul's white hair is emerald green.
Shaking his head to get rid of the unrealistic guesses in his mind, Thrall said feebly: "Even if I become the Beast Emperor, I can't fight against a Titan."
"Thall, you just need to wait for the traitor to fall into the trap, and someone will deal with it. Aman'Thul's goal is Azeroth, and the goal of Moon God Elune is also Azeroth. Sargeras did not destroy Azeroth.
This is to leave Azeroth to the traitor."
"What should I do?" Thrall asked.
"As you did before, destroy Azeroth and continue to the end."
Sal blinked in confusion, feeling uneasy, and the voice explained:
"Elune, the Moon God, and Amman'Thul, the Supreme Father. What they need is the power of Azeroth to repair their broken bodies. They don't need to be complete. Only Sargeras is an idealist. What they need is to be complete.
, the naturally conceived Titan Azeroth.”
Thrall said worriedly: "If I act too radically, will Sargeras be attracted and kill me like a bug?"
"Don't worry, Sargeras has been trapped and will not be able to intervene in a short time."
Thrall stroked his fangs and thought for a moment: "What should I do?"
"Fulfill your savior's wish and use the elemental power of Azeroth to repair the outer realm. The elemental power is the basis for the existence of life in Azeroth. Without the power of the four elements, Azeroth cannot be conceived. It will start from the weakest
The wind element lord, Al'Akir the Wind Rider, started to destroy him or enslave him, which may very well attract the traitor to intervene."
Thrall was startled and said uneasily: "Great being, please forgive me for being weak. I cannot fight against a powerful elemental lord."
The voice paused: "I remember you once assassinated Tidehunter Neptulon."
Sal smiled bitterly:
"It was just an accident. In fact, I was the one who was plotted. Someone used me to almost kill Neptulon. Neptulon foolishly believed in the orcs. Al'Akir is not a fool."
The voice comforted:
"Don't worry, just follow my plan and make sure nothing goes wrong. All living beings are unwilling to learn lessons, and the same goes for elemental lords. What's more, I know the weaknesses of all elemental lords. By the way, I will send you a helper."