Chapter 1151 49. Aggramar Legacy

Under the canopy of stars, on a nameless planet that was completely shattered, the High Lord sat on the edge of the shattered planet, looking at the blue world in the distance with lonely eyes.

Beside him, sat an illusory spirit body.

That is Aggramar.

It is not Aggramar the Fallen, but Aggramar the Guardian who has been purged of all evil energy and returned to purity.

His appearance has returned to its former nobility, blue and white armor, and a crown of jeweled iron hoops on his long black hair. Under the crown, there is a face as firm as a rock, with blue eyes It seems to be the reflection of the entire group of stars.

It is said that the appearance of the guardians of the titans is made with reference to the titans, so Aggramar the defender looks like a real vrykul.

And on the fragments of the earth behind them is the body of Aggramar the Fallen Titan. There are endless cracks on the body made of the mysterious energy rock of the core of the world. The scorching blood was like magma, as if the body of the titan was still alive, but in fact, it was dead.

lifeless.

"I still can't figure it out..."

The titan's soul washed by pure death rubbed his forehead, and he said to the great lord beside him in a deep voice:

"How on earth did you kill me?"

"In terms of pure strength, you are worse than me. In terms of endurance, I can absorb arcane and evil energy from the stars, and you can also get the gift of death from the stars, so we are almost equal. Your combat experience must be Not as much as me, even imitating Taeshalach's sword skills is completely different... You can't kill me at all."

"It's the reflection of death."

Facing the doubts of the defender Aggramar, the high lord did not hide anything, but calmly replied:

"You have the reflection of death on your body. I didn't stab your vitals. In fact, there is no vital point in the body of the Titan. I just awakened the reflection of death and reversed the life and death in your body. That's all. That's all."

"But we are immortal!"

The Spirit of Aggramar went on to retort:

"From the moment all titans mature, they have escaped the shackles of death. Nothing in the stars can really kill us. Even Sargeras just chopped up our bodies... Wait, you Could it be that..."

"Yes, that's the one!"

The High Lord shrugged, the pale light of his left eye reflected the dead silence of the stars, and he said softly:

"Sargeras destroyed your body. Although your soul is still there, your body has indeed "died" once. Even if he forged a new body for you in the core of the world of Argus, the dead The reflection is still engraved in your soul, I can't kill the arcane itself, it is the power of the same level of death, so I can't annihilate the soul of the titan, but I can kill again with the existence of the reflection of death on the symbolic level Your body...it's easy."

"Hmm...is that so?"

The defender finally got an explanation about death. He rubbed his chin, and there was a glint of expectation in his blue eyes. After a few seconds, this illusory spirit turned his head to look at the high lord. He said:

"Then can you use this trick to deal with..."

"Sargeras?"

Before Aggramar finished speaking, the high lord guessed what Aggramar was thinking, and he shook his head regretfully:

"No, the Dark Titan Sargeras has never been defeated since his birth. He has always brought death to others, but death has never left a reflection or mark on him. The same method cannot be used to To deal with him, you can't even threaten him, and there is no shortcut to face Sargeras."

Hearing the high lord's answer, the defender also felt a little regretful. He raised his head and looked at the world of Azeroth in the distance. He whispered:

"So, are you going to fight against Sargeras alone like you are against me? With all due respect, you have no chance of winning...Even if you are now truly integrated with death, you have no chance of winning, Sargeras Its power is beyond your imagination."

"I know."

The great lord said frankly:

"The sea of ​​death stars contains not only power, but also the knowledge of the dead. I have seen the figure of Sargeras countless times in those knowledge and memories. There is no thread of death on his body. For him , The concept of death is meaningless, just like those strong and unreasonable void lords who still cannot use the void to infect the Dark Titan."

Tyrion's one eye looked at the dead stars overhead, and he said:

"Sargeras, he has stepped out of the shackles of the six great powers. He is already independent and beyond the stars."

The great lord's answer caused Aggramar, the defender, to be silent for a while. He knew that Tyrion was right, that Sargeras was so strong, so strong that it made no sense at all, as if his appearance was destined to be among the stars. catastrophe.

"Then what are you going to do?"

The two who had been fighting to the death just now were like true allies, discussing how to deal with the coming Sargeras. Facing Aggramar's inquiry, the high lord turned his head and glanced at the man lying behind him. cold body, he said:

"I'm going to rebuild the Pantheon."

"What's the meaning?"

Aggramar froze for a moment, and he said to the high lord:

"It's useless. In the world of Nairan, Sargeras' full-strength blow destroyed all the Titan entities. Even if you take back all the Titan souls in the Pantheon, we are not Sargeras' opponent when we are united. What's more, you can't find so many worlds like Argus to reshape our bodies."

"No! I don't mean to revive you. In the world of Nairan, you have already proved your failures, and doing the same thing repeatedly, but expecting different results, is what a lunatic would do."

A trace of coldness flashed in the great lord's one-eyed eyes, and he said:

"I just need you to make a noble sacrifice."

Pointing his finger at Azeroth, he said:

"Look there! That little girl just now, Elune, is the hope, but she lacks time. I need you to join me to buy time for her."

The great lord looked at Aggramar, and he said without reservation:

"It was a tough decision, but unfortunately, neither you nor I have any other options."

The great lord's calmness made Aggramar's sober soul silent for a long time. After several minutes, he glanced at Azeroth again, and said:

"You are so straightforward...Aren't you afraid that we will unite to resist? A god of death can't stop the power of all the souls of the titans. We may not be able to defeat Sargeras, but we will unite and will you Sealed in time, but more than enough."

"Indeed, you can do it."

A smile appeared on the corner of the great lord's mouth, and he asked back:

"But you guys, would you do that?"

Looking at the only remaining eye of the great lord, Aggramar finally shook his head, and the hearty defender let out a laugh. He said:

"Okay, okay, we really won't do that, and what you said makes sense, but have you ever considered Elune's thoughts? Watching your 'relatives' sacrifice, but only in exchange for one The future is chaotic and blurry...it's too cruel for a little girl to make such a choice!"

"It's really cruel, so I won't let her choose."

The great lord was silent for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief:

"I'll make the choice for her..."

"This kind of stars, this kind of fate, if she wants to survive, if she wants to protect the extremely weak fire of life among the stars, she must bear this weight, and she must respond to the expectations of those creatures. She lives and dies for her, this is her destiny."

"She will hate you!"

Aggramar said:

"She is a wise enough spirit of the world. There are some things you can't hide from her. You have given everything to protect that world, but what you get in the end may not be a grateful hug, but a thrust into the world. The sword in the heart..."

The protector's words made the high lord's gaze become silent. In the end, he shook his head and said frankly:

"I'm used to it."

"Speaking of which, are all the Titans as emotional as you? They always talk about love and hate? I thought you should be more dignified."

"We are also lives. Although we are not the same as most lives, we are also lives. We also have emotions, emotions, and even stronger emotions than ordinary people."

The protector raised his head and looked at the stars who had been protected by him and were hurt by him. There was a light of relief in his eyes, and he said:

"You really love them, that's why you have such determination to meet that bleak future... If you were born as a Titan and one of us, maybe the disaster of the Pantheon would not have happened. "

"You say I love them?"

The great lord smiled:

"Maybe, but it feels really bad, it makes me feel like a human being again... Okay, enough nonsense talk, let's get down to business!"

The peace and coldness returned to Tyrion's one eye, and he said to Aggramar:

"Let me confirm for the last time that the pantheon that evolved from the beginning of all things and stars is still there, right?"

"it is at!"

The defender nodded and said seriously:

"My brother Norgannon used his own magic to hide the body of the Pantheon on the eve of destruction. It is a temple between the world and fantasy. As long as it is there, when the souls of the Titans sit on the throne, The strength of the Titans can be gathered together."

"But for Elune, the Pantheon alone is not enough, you also need to solve an important issue, about Elune's Titan body."

The defender Aggramar looked towards the world of Azeroth, and he said to the high lord:

"The bodies of the titans are solidified bit by bit as the world grows. It is in the core of the world. It is a symbolic evolution of a world civilization. It is also the only body among the stars that can carry the soul of a titan. But this world Too young, Elune's body may not have started casting, if you want her to fight, you must prepare a body for her in advance."

"Can't you use yours?"

The great lord looked at the dark red titan's body on the broken ground behind him. In his plan, this thing was the armor prepared for Elune.

But he obviously underestimated the complexity of this matter.

"No, it's not enough, it's not enough!"

Aggramar said solemnly:

"Eluen's potential is huge, which means that the body that can carry her soul is stronger than the body of ordinary titans. It is not enough for me to build this body in the core of the world of Argus. is destroyed, you still need to find another Titan body, the guardians we left in Ulduar have the ability to maintain this body, and the fusion of two Titan bodies needs to be carried out in a star core .”

"This is also a task that only you can complete..."

"Well, I see."

The high lord nodded, he looked towards Aggramar, and asked:

"Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"That's all for now."

The protector turned his head and glanced at the long sword of Taeshalach stuck in the broken ground, his blue eyes flashed a trace of nostalgia, he turned his head and said to the high lord:

"Use this sword well, and only Taeshalak can block Goriber in the hands of Sargeras..."

"No! I don't need it."

The great lord shook his head:

"This sword is prepared for Elune, and only she can exert its full power. This is more like fate, the decisive battle between the Dark Titan and the Hope Titan. Elune must face Sargeras. This sword... as for me..."

Tyrion's fingers moved slightly, and a pale death sword jumped into his hand. He said:

"Death is my weapon... that's enough."

"All right."

Aggramar took a step back. The sober soul of the titan looked at the great lord in front of him, as if parting from an old friend. He stretched out his hand and handed Tyrion a piece of shining light. He blinked. :

"This is all Taeshalach sword skills. Believe me, if you want to fight Sargeras, you need it. Your sword skills are too bad. If you don't improve, you may be killed at the moment of battle. Sargeras slashed to death..."

"Is it really that bad?"

Tyrion took the fragment of the soul with a smile. When he raised his head again, the smile was no longer in his eyes. He said to Aggramar seriously:

"Then... goodbye Pantheon."

"Well, goodbye Pantheon."

Aggramar's soul body began to dissipate. In the final nod, his titan's soul disappeared completely. A blue soul gem was suspended in front of the high lord, held in Tyrion's hand, and the high lord stood alone. In the shattered world, at last, his body swelled like a giant walking across the stars, and he grabbed the fallen titan's body and his sword and flung it towards Azeroth.

The world needs news of victory, it needs shattered hopes.

And the High Lord himself, suspended outside of Azeroth, is like a terrifying shadow that hangs over the entire world.

He opened his hands, as if he wanted to touch the world, but in the end, he was only rare, gentle, holding the world in his arms, like, the last farewell...

A few seconds later, the figure of the great lord holding the world of Azeroth slowly disappeared...

It's like, he never showed up...

he has become death...

for exchange...

He will no longer be able to enter the world in any way...

In the eyes of the world, he really died... All the horror stories related to Tyrion seem to have come to an end.

The great lord Tyrion Dawnblade who did many evils but finally found his way back and saved the world.

He died at this time,

He died at this moment...