Chapter 1150 48. Crossing the Realm of Life and Death

Among the eternal stars, Aggramar, the fallen titan, holds his own smashed black warhelm in his hand.

On the battle helmet forged in the world core of Argus, there are five ferocious claw marks. The pale power lies on the black battle helmet, making it on the verge of being scrapped, and on the edge of Aggramar's skull , under the long black hair, there is a deep bone scar, scorching blood covered his resolute and dead face, it was just now in the last life-and-death struggle, he was hit by Tyrion's close The wound left by the death light cannonball from a distance.

If it wasn't for his titan's body being strong enough, the blow just now would have been enough to open him up.

The fallen titan looked at the battle helmet in his hand. It was originally shaped like a dragon's wing. The armor covering his cheeks extended a claw-like neck guard under the battle helmet, but the steel was already under the cold force. Twist, this thing has lost its value.

But Aggramar did not lose it.

He tied the helmet around his waist, intending to use it as a collection to commemorate Tyrion Dawnblade who had just been killed by him.

The death walker who can fight the Titan head-on, in this group of stars, such a life is very rare.

"swish"

Taeshalach, which was burning with red flames, was held in his hands. The fallen titan wiped the blood on his face. He turned his head and looked at the distant world of Azeroth. The next moment, he was torn apart here. Leaped on the planet's land, stepped into the void, and ran towards Azeroth.

The last obstacle has been removed.

It's time to finish this long overdue funeral.

As before, Aggramar's body swelled rapidly among the dark stars. At the moment he came to the orbit of the planet Azeroth, he became the giant once again, and Elune, the helpless world There stood the avatar of the Spirit, between Aggramar and her world, and Elune, wrapped in a silver moon veil, stood before the world with her arms folded.

Facing the unstoppable destruction, she shouted to Aggramar who had raised the sword of the World Destroyer:

"Don't think about it!"

"Don't even think about destroying this world!"

Faced with Elune's stubbornness, Aggramar's eyes flashed a trace of deep sadness, but he didn't stop because of this, Taeshalach, which was bigger than the planet Azeroth, roared down, and the flaming The scorching sword wind brought by the World-Destroying Blade completely blew away the moon veil around Elune at this moment, making her moon-white dress flutter. That face...belongs to the face of the spirit of the world .

Looking carefully, it is 7 points similar to Tyrande, the former high priest of the moon god.

Elune's silver eyes widened. She tried her best to gather her weak power outside the world, and the shield intertwined with silver moon veils enveloped the world. This is the best she can do. .

Tyrion is dead...

No one can protect her anymore.

Now that the burden of protecting the world is on her shoulders, she can only do her best.

It's a pity that the young protoss was not strong enough to resist Taeshalach's power to destroy the world. The moonlight shield condensed by Elune was annihilated without even being able to survive the vertical slash with a sharp blade.

"rest in peace..."

Aggramar's deep voice reached the ears of the World Spirit, and at this moment, the last fire of hope in Elune's heart was also burnt out.

She raised her head and closed her eyes as if resigned to fate. A tear fell from Elune's eye, which was the last response of the world spirit to the destruction.

"Is this giving up?"

Destruction is approaching, a cold, familiar voice sounded in Elune's heart, the voice was as hazy and dead silent as before, but it made the desperate Elune turn her head in disbelief, a black spot of light swayed behind her In the blink of an eye, Tyrion, who was wearing a long black trench coat, appeared beside Elune, and the scorching flame blade was suspended above his head. Dancing in the dark.

He raised his head, and the only remaining right eye reflected the flames of destruction, but this dead body could no longer feel the tearing heat. Among the countless destroyed worlds among the stars, Those gloomy deaths are responding to the call of the great lord. They cross the barriers of space and the vast sea of ​​stars, and imprint their own existence in the soul of the great lord.

fill him with strength...

"Is this... the Sea of ​​Death Stars?"

Tyrion let out a long sigh, his left hand wiped away the tears on Elune's face, his cold fingers stroked the long hair of the World Spirit, he held Elune in his arms, raised his right hand, and held Taishalach's five fingers slashed towards the sky, death... Endless power of death gushed out from the palm of his hand, like a dim black beam of light, spanning the dead stars, turning into five fingers held in vain...

"click"

When the great lord's fingers tightened, the fallen sword of the fallen titan was firmly caught.

The collision, annihilation and burning of the fire of the world and the fire of death made Taeshalach's flaming blade and the energy grip of the great lord entwined by jumping space cracks and sparks. Tyrion looked at the gigantic Ah Grama, and an incredible light shone in the flaming eyes of the Fallen Titan.

He can confirm that he killed Tyrion with his own hands, destroying his flesh and bones, but now, this guy has appeared again...and it seems that he is stronger than before.

"click"

The great lord's fingers clenched again, and the black grip of death also clenched. Between the oppression and collision of the death force, there was a crack in the flame energy blade at the front end of Taeshalach's blade, and a shocking trace appeared. crack.

"click"

Another finger closed, and the crack on the flame blade widened again.

"boom"

With the five fingers closed to the extreme, Taeshalach's energy blade, like a strangled flame, was forcibly pinched into a ball of flaming sparks dancing around in the gathering of cold death.

This scene made Aggramar frowned, and the fallen titan took a few steps back. He looked at the broken blade that had become silent in his hand, and swung his wrist downward. In the burning, appeared on Taeshalak's broken blade.

"never mind..."

Tyrion gently patted the back of Elune, the spirit of the world in his arms. The scene just now really frightened the young titan. No matter how powerful her potential is, no matter how powerful her future is, Now she is just a child.

Not every child has the courage to face destruction and death.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Tyrion could feel Elune's trembling, he softly comforted the little girl of the spirit of the world, and Elune raised her head, she saw Tyrion's face, his eyes, saw the shocking scar .

In the socket of Tyrion's left eye, there is no eyeball, replaced by a pale light that flows endlessly, like a fake eye of a jewel.

This scar certainly did not appear out of thin air. Elune also witnessed the scene of the great lord being annihilated. His return must have paid a certain price.

"Your left eye..."

Elune stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the scar of the great lord, but was stopped by the great lord, Tyrion let go of the spirit of the world, he took a step forward calmly, opened his hands, and blocked Elune's body Before, he said:

"It's just a ceremony, go back, the world is as frightened as you are, they need you, they need hope..."

"and you?"

Elune clasped her worried hands in front of her chest. She looked at Tyrion's back. The latter shook his head and looked at Aggramar among the stars ahead. Composed of power, a pale straight-edged sword appeared in his hand. He raised the straight-edged sword, and then pointed the blade at the fallen titan in front of him. He took a step forward, and his death-forged sword The body swelled wildly, and in just an instant, it became a giant the size of Aggramar.

He said:

"There is still a guest here who needs to be entertained."

"Go, it's none of your business here."

The back of the great lord is so majestic, he blocked the light of destruction that Elune saw, the spirit of the world could vaguely feel that the great lord who appeared here again was slightly different from before, but she did not I know what price Tyrion paid for standing here again.

But at this moment, she obeyed Tyrion's will, and she knew that the god of death in front of her was here to save him.

"hum"

The spirit of the world shrouded by the silver moon veil dissipated among the stars. In this eternal starry sky, only the fallen titan and the dead monarch stood opposite each other. Aggramar looked at Tyrion, and he saw Tyrion There is a hundred times more pure energy in Ang's body than before. Tyrion's power level has not been promoted, but the energy he can control has changed from a world to a whole set of stars.

He has taken the last step...

This means...he already has the ability to truly confront and even defeat the Fallen Titan.

"You must love that world and those people very much."

Aggramar's wrist was moving, and the whistling sound of Tashalach cutting space made the scalp tingle. The Titan's body squatted slightly, posing an offensive posture. The flames in his eyes danced, and he said in a deep voice:

"For them, I have the courage to stand in front of me again..."

"like?"

Hearing this word, the high lord shook his head. He moved the straight sword of death in his hand. In his lost left eye, amidst the flow of pale light, the entire stars were reflected in his eyes in another attitude. In the field of vision, the vivid and dead lines are intertwined with each other, like a carpet woven by the creator. It looks irregular and intricate, but in the eyes of the great lord, it shows the true destiny of the stars. .

It is the line of life and death, representing prosperity and decay. In this star group, because of the wanton killing of the Burning Legion, the black line has already far surpassed the white line. The cycle of life and death has been broken, and that, will It is the trouble that the great lord will have to deal with in the future.

"Love does sometimes make people do crazy and disgusting things, but definitely not including what I'm doing now."

The great lord stepped forward, and he looked at the front with two "eyes" at the same time. This had opened up the mysterious world of the death star sea for him. He didn't even make any defensive gestures. The black fire of death was raging among the stars behind him. Burning, his long black trench coat fluttering in the cold air of black fire and ashes, he said:

"I'm here for a message of despair that no one is listening to."

"I am here for the worlds that have been annihilated because of you."

"I come for the vengeance of the howling bones of the downtrodden."

"I'm here..."

"Listen to your wailing!"

Seeing the great lord not defending himself, seeing him move forward with a sharp knife in his hand, and listening to his dark voices, Aggramar felt a surge of anger in his heart. This bastard, what did he think of fighting?

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The fallen titan raised Taeshalak, charged forward swiftly, swung out the invincible enemy-breaker sword skill, and the first blow...a horizontal slash.

"boom"

The two swords, one red and one white, collided in a staggered manner, and Aggramar's eyes sparkled with surprise. He had used the Enemy Destroyer sword technique countless times, but this was the first time that he swung the long sword at the beginning. The sword was precisely blocked.

The two giants looked at each other. In the only remaining right eye of Tyrion, there was a icy light. He looked at the fallen titan with bruises all over his body. Until now, even though Tyrion had stepped into the sea of ​​death stars, this The soul of the fallen titan still has not opened the door to him.

But now, he didn't need to intervene in the titan's soul to try to defeat him.

In the reflection of his left eye, Aggramar's body is covered with lines of light representing life, which is the manifestation of the most extreme life among the stars, but in the light of life, that black line is so conspicuous.

That means, Aggramar's...

die.

"puff"

Tyrion sideways avoided Taeshalak's infinite vertical cut, his left hand rested on Aggramar's sword-holding wrist, and the pale straight blade in his right hand was like a poisonous snake looking for food. It pierced Aggramar's chest, and pierced precisely into the black line.

At this moment, Aggramar's strong and terrifying body was completely stiff, and the fallen titan could feel that Tyrion's sword was like piercing a balloon. The spell, which belongs to the power of evil energy, quickly disappeared at this moment, and his almost infinite vitality also dissipated like a tide.

It seemed that this guy had completely defeated him with just one sword strike.

But this is impossible! Among the stars, no one can defeat him with a single sword...not even Sargeras!

"This...how is this possible! I am...I am immortal!!"

Aggramar half-kneeled weakly in the void of stars, his scorching blood sprayed out along the wound, the bloody fingers of the high lord grabbed Aggramar's black hair, and lifted the fallen titan's cheek, in the fallen titan In the gaze mixed with shock, anger, and disbelief, he drew out his straight-edged sword and pressed it against the fallen titan's neck. He said softly:

"No! You are not!"

"Maybe Sargeras is truly immortal, maybe he's past life and death, maybe I can't see his death, but you...you're not..."

"Sargeras cut your path to immortality, so I send you...a sweet death."

"listen..."

"Those worlds destroyed by you, those creatures trampled by you, they are screaming. I also want to thank you for your cruelty, for bringing me this endless power..."

The high lord's wrist twitched outward, and Aggramar's rocky body was sliced ​​open by the cold blade like an execution among the stars.

"Now, howl."

(There was a lot of trouble in the group, and the irritable old buddies said that there must be another chapter, okay~ the book is almost finished, so I won’t catch everyone’s appetite... Another chapter is for you!)