Chapter 1595 The Second Battle of Liquidation

The Temple of Wisdom is another temple with a typical Titan style.

I don't know if it was to scare those ignorant creatures, or to save trouble when the Titan created it.

The appearance of the five temples can no longer be described as 'strikingly similar', they are all made from the same mold.

The temple on the top of the snow-capped peaks is a huge ring topped by eight huge almost Greek-style pillars that require thirty people to embrace, forming an approximate shape of a circular sandwich biscuit.

The white marble columns and stone rings are embellished with noble gold patterns, with mysterious Titan runes on the patterns. On the circular floor with the hexagon as the core element, along the edge of the temple are divine lamps that look like headbands. Bound by the half-metal, half-wooden floor lamp outer frame, are clusters of yellow and mysterious energy, providing the temple with brilliant illumination.

However, at this moment, the Temple of Wisdom was completely silent. You could even hear a pin drop to the ground. There was no sound of wind or insects. It was even deadlier than a tomb.

Not only that, there was a layer of fog covering the inner part of the corridor, making it impossible for people to see what was going on inside.

"Loken! There's no point in escaping! I know you're here!" The huge ancestral dragon Veranus under Thorim's crotch then let out a loud roar.

Unfortunately, his master was too huge. This scene made Mark Dooku, who followed Thorim to the top of the mountain, feel a little ridiculous. The cry just now was probably due to being overwhelmed.

After all, the two figures are almost in a one-to-one ratio.

Veranus does not have the long, snake-like neck of his dragon relatives, and has a shortened and thick neck, making his upper body look a bit like a crocodile.

Thorim landed on the huge platform half suspended in the air at the Temple of Wisdom, and his mount followed. The forearms of Archosaurus are the wings, unlike the giant dragon, where the forearms and wings are separate. Veranus' huge and thick wings folded together, looking like two arms with their own wings.

Following Thorim into the Temple of Wisdom, Duke quickly read the surrounding environment data from the puppet: "Huh? This is really smart!"

Before the furious Thorim noticed the changes in the surrounding environment, Duke had already seen everything clearly in the data feedback.

At this time, the fog and darkness shrouding the temple suddenly dispersed, revealing the giant sitting on the throne of wisdom.

Compared to Thorim, he has a similar build.

The biggest difference is that his entire body is golden from head to toe.

He has golden skin, long shawl hair, and a golden face with Chinese characters. A white hairband ties his hair so that it hangs down the back of his head, and there is an extra small braid on the back of his head.

His body also gives people a square and upright feeling, with two huge and long white shoulder straps hanging from the shoulder armor and draped over his chest, reaching to his knees.

The pure white clothing and accessories make it difficult to think of him as an ordinary villain. how to say?

A hypocrite in white clothes?

Thorim saw at a glance that Loken's throne of wisdom had been entangled by some dark vines. He immediately showed a sad expression: "Sure enough! Loken, you have fallen!"

There was a smile on Loken's golden face. He stood up and raised his golden arms, as if he was crazy: "Degeneration? No! This should be sublimation! My master once let me see the future, and you were not in it. In its place, Azeroth will be reborn in darkness, Yogg-Saron will be unleashed, and the Pantheon will fall."

Thorim has a very upright temperament. When he heard the words 'Fall of the Pantheon', he couldn't help it anymore!

"Loken! This is the Titan's judgment on you-"

After saying that, Thorim threw his huge hammer filled with thunder.

That momentum seemed to throw the entire mountain away!

That is the ultimate power that condenses Thorim's thousands of years of thunder power!

The momentum is of course extremely terrifying...

This is how it should be.

The moment the hammer left Thorim's hand, the light shining on the Thunder Hammer was as bright as the morning sun. Only halfway through the air, it became like the setting sun. When the hammer hit Loken, it had become dim, like a firefly in the dark night.

There is no need to calculate at all. Just by looking at it, you can tell that this blow did not cause much damage to Loken.

Loken laughed at Thorim's stupidity: "Maybe you have some chance of winning against me in your Temple of Storms, but after leaving the Temple of Storms, you will be as fragile as a waste. You should learn from the big guys in Wyrmrest Temple. Lizard, if it’s none of your business, don’t do it.”

Yes, Loken knew that Thorim would lose most of his power once he left the Temple of Storms, so he deliberately lured Thorim to his own Temple of Wisdom for a decisive battle.

"Ho ho -" Sensing the master's failure, the ancestral dragon Veranus strode forward, opened his huge mouth, and attempted to attack Loken.

However, an attack similar to an electric arc fell from the sky and struck the Ancestral Dragon hard. It looked like a thunder attack, but in fact it had nothing to do with the wind element. It was an arcane attack.

Veranus suddenly twitched all over, unable to move.

"Loken—" Thorim rushed forward, and was immediately knocked down by another arcane arc of light, and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

Thorim was in shock and anger. He might have expected to be at a disadvantage, but he never thought that it would be such a huge difference.

A slight gap may be made up by perseverance, willpower and technology, but the gap between an ant and an elephant is so big that it can make any existence despair.

Loken grabbed Thorim's neck and lifted his entire body up.

"Uh - uh wow - let me go - you let me go -" Thorim roared feebly, and he desperately slapped Loken's arms and shoulders with his hands and feet, but to no avail.

Originally, the two guardians were of similar size, so in terms of strength, they should be about the same. Why do you feel like Loken and Thorim are like rough men molesting a little loli now?

At this time, a male voice suddenly reached the ears of the two guardians who were fighting.

"Thorim, is this what you call the [War of Reckoning]? It really disappoints me!" The one who spoke was naturally Duke.

It wasn't until this moment that the two great gods remembered that there was indeed such an inconspicuous existence.

Loken ignored it because the power fluctuations emitted by Mark were too low.

Thorim is a typical hot-blooded idiot who gets so angry that he completely forgets Duke's existence.

At this time, Thorim turned his head and shouted in surprise: "Duke Marcus, do something quickly!"

"Do something? I will." A mysterious smile appeared on Duke's face.