Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Five: Heaven and Earth Split III
N'Zoth's spirit possessed the white deer Malorne, and he looked up at the battle in the sky.
He is an ancient god after all, and has the ability to look a titan in the eye.
"Twice, Azshara actually delayed the attack of Supreme Father Aman'Thul twice, even though it was meaningless." N'Zoth thought hard and then came up with the answer.
"Is it just for dignity? Azeroth is about to be destroyed, and the final moment is coming. Instead of quietly waiting for death to come, why not fight to the death and fight for dignity? It is really interesting. The ancient gods fight for the star soul.
Now that the star soul is destroyed, what is the meaning of my existence?"
Although White Deer Malorne's body was as big as a mountain, N'Zoth hated that this body was too weak and could not even fight for his dignity in the end.
He looked at the Burning Legion behind him. Legion portals opened one after another. The Burning Legion left Azeroth, which was about to be destroyed, one after another. Archimonde took one last look at the world and entered the portal without looking back.
A Titan who controls time can easily erase the cause and effect of this world. The soldiers of the Burning Legion, many generals, and even the Defiler Archimonde, their memories can be modified at will in front of Aman'Thul.
"The power of time is so great that it can erase everything." N'Zos sighed.
Aman'Thul's palm gathered strength again, and this time he was determined not to be disturbed.
Is it all over?
N'Zoth closed his eyes and quietly waited for the end to come.
"Give it back to you, N'Zoth."
A huge object fell from the sky, and a very familiar feeling came. It was N'zoth's body, slowly floating above his head.
"Queen Azshara, this is about to abandon us all and fight to the death. She is like a moth flying into a flame. Even though she knows she is doomed to fail, she must lead the upper elf to fight to the end."
After regaining his body, N'Zos couldn't feel any joy, and he began to think about dignity.
The city of Azshara is slowly falling, requiring a certain distance of acceleration and buffering.
The moment Aman'Thul's palm fell, the entire city was enveloped in raging flames. The energy of the Well of Eternity fully exploded and turned into a huge driving force. Azshara was like a meteor rising into the sky.
The high-ranking elves in Issa City were all excited. They tried their best to cast the strongest spells and pushed the speed to the extreme. It was a big collision between heaven and earth.
"Can it be blocked?" N'Zos asked unconfidently.
"Can it be blocked?" Walking Death muttered to himself.
"Can it be blocked?" Within the seal of the Titan, Yogg-Saron revealed some of his strength and looked nervously at the sky.
"Really, it can be blocked!" Silithus in the distance looked at the sky with a huge eye.
At the moment when she was still some distance away from the Titan's giant palm, Queen Azshara waved her hand gently and teleported away hundreds of thousands of highborne elves in Azshara City at once, leaving only Illidan, Xavius, and Robbie behind.
people.
"Do you hate me for leaving you here?" Queen Azshara chuckled and said, "You see, my power has its limits. Someone must help me at this most critical moment."
Illidan said calmly: "I feel very honored to be able to die with Her Royal Highness the Queen."
Queen Azshara glanced at Robbie and said calmly: "At the last moment, I can still cast a teleportation spell, but at the same time the power of the Titan will turn us into dust. Maybe, there is still a small chance."
A silent collision, no sound, no flash.
The sky instantly shattered, revealing a dark and twisted void, like an ugly scar that was slowly being repaired.
The Well of Eternity, which had accompanied the night elves for endless years, exploded, and the huge power shook the Titan's body.
Aman'Thul looked at his palm. This kind of power was not enough to hurt a Titan, but only made his palm slightly numb. Aman'Thul frowned, and all three attacks failed.
"What a stubborn life, but it's meaningless."
Aman'Thul sneered, no matter what, the city of Azshara was destroyed after all.
"Idiot, stop wasting time." Moon Goddess Elune complained in a high voice: "You are the master of time, don't you know? Time will bring countless possibilities."
"Azeroth has no chance. No one can stop me." Aman'Thul gathered his strength again.
When his palm was about to fall, Aman'Thul saw a nasty black shadow.
"Aman'Thul, have you forgotten me? I am N'Zoth, the Thousand Bearded Demon."
Fed by the nearly endless magic power of the Well of Eternity, N'Zoth's body became extremely large, even larger than the moon in the sky.
After taking control of his body, N'Zoth shrank all his tentacles and soared into the sky like a ball.
"The Old God N'Zoth."
Aman'Thul took a slight breath. He was about to face an ancient god. Although he personally tore apart the most powerful Y'Shaarj in ancient times, he knew very well that facing such an enemy, he must use more
Use some effort.
You must know that Titan itself is a planetary fortress, and every move he makes consumes huge amounts of energy. Every time he takes a shot, the consumption must be accurately calculated to avoid excessive consumption.
It was still a slap with one palm, but it had some extra extraordinary power.
At this moment, N'Zoth is full of confidence. He feels that he is more powerful than Y'shaarj back then. Although he cannot defeat the Supreme Father Aman'Thul, he can always do it if he delays for a while.
The dignity of an ancient god cannot be trampled upon.
"N'zoth, you idiot, you are ignorant and ignorant. You have no idea what kind of existence you are facing." Walking Death shook his head regretfully: "Fortunately, I left some backup in Pandaria.
."
Bwonsamdi was surprised and said: "No, that is your only hope for resurrection.
"Azeroth is destroyed. What's the point of keeping this broken dead soul?" Walking Death seemed to realize something: "Perhaps only after I completely lose hope can I be willing to enter the world of the dead. Although my power is far away,
Not as good as N'Zoth now, but he still understands Aman'Thul better than this idiot."
In the ice-covered Ulduar, the tentacles of Yogg-Saron are talking to Guardian Loken:
"A coward like N'Zoth is willing to fight for dignity. I don't want to die here in frustration. Unlock the seal and let me out. When the final moment comes, you guardians will not escape death, just like Y'shaar back then.
Ji’s death implicated countless Titan legions.”
"I don't understand, does dignity really mean anything? You can only delay it for a little while, but you can't change any outcome." Locke, the guardian of wisdom, asked puzzledly.
"The meaning of life is to fight and create opportunities for other beings to rise."
Yogg-Saron said quietly:
"In my dark memory, there is a situation in the darkest corner of the universe. The Void Legion led by the Lord of the Void is constantly fighting against unknown enemies. Countless beings like me are killed every moment. This part of the universe is
Peace and quiet, every minute and every second, are obtained by the delay of the void forces. Fighting and sacrifice are the eternal truths of the universe. Let me go out, even if I can only delay for one second, life
There will be no regrets.”
"Okay, as you wish, Yogg-Saron, the Thousand-Mawed Demon." Loken smiled bitterly: "Look, the other guardians will not make this decision. I am the only one who is corrupted." (To be completed.)