Azerite hidden under the earth's crust will explode at any time. The life and death of countless creatures in Azeroth depend only on the thought of the moon god Elune. The world of Azeroth is simply sitting on a huge powder keg.
Robbie deeply felt that this world was simply too dangerous, so he might as well stay in Draenor and never come back.
The black cat on the side consoled him: "Aman'Thul lied to Xal'atath. He concealed the most important information."
"What information?" Robbie asked curiously.
The black cat licked his paws and explained: "The moon god Elune cannot detonate Azerite at any time. Such a large-scale explosion requires the use of the power of the star. Only on specific days, Azeroth and the star are in the same position."
It takes a subtle distance to cast a spell to detonate the Azerite hidden under the earth's crust, and we still have time."
Robbie breathed a sigh of relief. If this would put him at ease, then the most important thing right now is to find a way to destroy Aman'Thul's conspiracy.
The easiest way is to jump out and kill him, but the soul of a god is immortal. If you accidentally lose the trace after killing him, you will be in trouble.
Robbie could only follow the black cat's plan and secretly follow Aman'Thul to find a way to kill him completely.
Faced with Aman'Thul's empty promises, Xal'atath chose to believe him.
It is very possible that the High Father will deceive, but he will not miss an opportunity. There is always hope if he gives it a try. If Xal'atath wants to go further, he can only follow a big boss like Aman'Thul.
One is a huge Titan, and the other is an ancient god of void forces. How could the spark of love ignite between them? It is simply a joke.
Xal'atath just took a fancy to Aman'Thul's power and status. As long as he participated in the games of these big guys and joined their conspiracies and plans, he would be satisfied even if he just got a share of the pie.
After successfully persuading Xal'atath, Aman'Thul breathed a sigh of relief. The plan that had been delayed for ten thousand years could finally be carried out. With the help of an ancient god, Aman'Thul was very optimistic about the future.
"Xalatath, I want to start the plan ten thousand years ago to create the savior Illidan. Now everyone thinks Illidan is dead. Ordinary people think Illidan died in the Dark Temple. Those big shots think Illidan died in the Watcher.
Catacombs, it doesn't matter, I want to resurrect Illidan legitimately and become the Son of Holy Light who saves the world."
Xal'atath thought about the difficulty and shook his head: "I don't think you will succeed, even if you have the wisdom of a Titan."
Aman'Thul smiled slightly and said proudly: "Don't worry, I have already understood the laws of the universe. Whether I am the savior or not, all I need is a word from the boss. It's that simple. I reached an agreement with the Holy Light Legion a long time ago. It's a pity that
After ten thousand years of delay, now is the time to start the plan."
Aman'Thul takes Xal'atath with him, and their goal is the Tomb of Sargeras.
Both of them are in the form of night elves at the moment. The man is handsome and the woman is gentle and charming. They are simply an enviable pair. They did not cast various spells, but walked or took a boat.
Robbie and Black Cat secretly followed behind, monitoring the two men's actions.
The Tomb of Sargeras is said to have been built by the Watcher Aegwynn. Legend has it that an incarnation of Sargeras is sealed in it. Because evil beings are constantly attracted into the tomb, it has become an extremely dangerous place. Even
The arrogant Gul'dan was buried here.
Of course, no one knows how much credibility there is in this. Just like the trio in the Desolate Land bragging about defeating Deathwing during the Cataclysm, it is something that mortals can do. Don’t think that the Guardians are not good at it.
Kind of trick.
Aman'Thul knows very well that there is a hub left by the Titans hidden in the Tomb of Sargeras. This was the arrangement that Aman'Thul laid out countless years ago, and now it is finally time to activate it.
"I have made multiple arrangements before endless years." Aman'Thul showed off proudly, but then shook his head and said worriedly:
"Just activating this hub is not enough. The ten orbs distributed across the Broken Islands must be activated in sequence. After the changes in the sea and the earth, the terrain of the Broken Islands has changed. Although these orbs are creations of Titans, they cannot be destroyed over time.
dropped, but it’s still difficult to find them.”
"Can you find them?" Xal'atath asked.
"Yes, but we can't expose ourselves." Aman'Thul looked at the sky worriedly: "Fortunately, I had a plan. You have to believe in the power of mortals. Stupid mortals will occasionally burst out with powerful potential."
Aman'Thul was extremely cautious. He could not reveal his whereabouts easily. After all, the entire Azeroth was shrouded in moonlight.
He already had a candidate in his plan, the youngest of the three Bronzebeard brothers and the founder of the Explorers Association, Brian Bronzebeard. He needed to take advantage of the dwarves' curiosity.
Aman'Thul and Xal'atath entered a cave near the Tomb of Sargeras. After some arrangements, the two left here.
After finishing his adventure in Pandaria, Brann Bronzebeard planned to enter Draenor and start a new adventure.
The relics left behind in the world of Draenor, especially the rise and fall of the Apexis civilization, deeply attracted him.
However, the ravages of the Iron Horde made him very worried, and a series of major events occurred in Azeroth, such as the destruction of Orgrimmar and the rise of Sylvanas, which delayed his steps.
Just when he was about to set off to adventure in Draenor, a troll adventurer entered Ironforge and delivered a drifting bottle, which was said to be from the Broken Islands and obtained accidentally by a fisherman.
The troll adventurer offered a high price of 500 gold coins. Brian Bronzebeard opened the bottle and escaped from it with a roll of ancient parchment. The paper was old and full of strange symbols.
To ordinary people, these symbols are no different from heavenly scriptures.
It just so happens that Brian Bronzebeard recognizes these words. This is ancient Titan language, a language specific to Titan Guardians. It records that a certain Titan Guardian once tamed an abyssal jellyfish, and he only needs to activate ten of them distributed in the Broken Islands in order.
With an orb, you can become the new owner of the jellyfish.
A jellyfish domesticated by a Titan successfully aroused the interest of Brian Bronzebeard. As long as he has this jellyfish, he can explore the mysterious depths of the ocean and come into contact with the ruins of the dark civilization created by the ancient gods in ancient times.
Brian Bronzebeard immediately hooked up with the troll adventurer, treated him as a brother, and invited him to drink a meal of inferior beer. I don’t know how Brian Bronzebeard acted at the wine table. The poor giant
When the devil was half drunk and half awake, not only did he not want the reward of five hundred gold coins, he also spent all his wealth to invest in the Explorers Association.
The parchment only gave the approximate location of the orb. After all, it was too long ago. The era recorded on it was before the Earth Shattered, and the terrain had already changed. Brian Bronzebeard had to gather most of the Explorers Association.
Strength, enter the Broken Isles to explore.
All living beings are like ants. Under the secret guidance of the gods, the ants began their futile actions. (To be continued)