Chapter 1166 7. The Price of Salvation

If the Krokuun frontline is the advance base camp of the Azeroth civilization, then the Antoran wasteland can be called the real frontline of the Azeroth civilization in the world of Argus.

There are conflicts and small-scale wars happening here almost all the time. As far as Muradin knows, in the Antoran wasteland, there is a battle group of the Holy Light Legion, and there are also soldiers from the Draenei side. The two legions, since Azeroth came to this wasteland until now, this land still controlled by demons has devoured the lives of thousands of warriors.

Weak adventurers dare not step here at all. Only those powerful adventurers who are truly confident in themselves dare to travel together in this wasteland. Here, as long as there is a slight negligence, they will pay their lives. cost.

What's more terrible is that the Burning Legion has set up several soul furnaces in this wasteland. Although those nagging Blightcaller druids have repeatedly emphasized that the cycle of life and death can also take effect here, and the souls who died here can also be destroyed. You can return to the realm of death in Azeroth and enter the cycle of life and death again, but to be honest, once you die here, before your soul enters the realm of death, you will be torn apart by the soul furnace of the demons, and you will not be able to enjoy death at all The tranquility is equivalent to the real death.

The Vanguard Army spent a lot of money to occupy several small strongholds in the Antoran wasteland, and only three were open to adventurers.

Each is only as big as a small town, and there are hotels, medical clinics, blacksmiths and merchants, as well as a complete stronghold defense line consisting of powerful magical constructs, military tanks and aircraft, and elite fighters.

These three places are run by the goblins of the Dark Blade Consortium. Although the prices are high, they are the only supply points for adventurers wandering in this land. They are like three lighthouses that devour gold coins, although Be cast aside by everyone, but in this devil's hell, it really illuminates the way home for adventurers.

"I can feel it, the breath of the spirit of the world."

Walking out of the Port of Hope stronghold, Muradin rode like a Talbuk, heading all the way along the rugged mountain road of the Antoran wasteland to the depths of the wasteland. When he approached the Burning Throne in the dark mountains in the distance, he From the ground of fel energy under his feet, he felt an energy fluctuation very similar to that of Elune.

But compared to Elune's peace and gentleness, this energy is violent and ferocious, like this land that has been polluted for a long time, and it simply refuses to give any gentleness to guests who come from afar.

"That's Argus! The Unmaker."

Muradin jumped off the talbuk. He put his hands on the scorching, fel-filled ground under his feet. The diamond dwarf closed his eyes and began to communicate with this land.

"Your Excellency Argus, I am here on behalf of Elune, the world spirit of Azeroth, and I have brought her..."

The distorted force hidden deep under the earth did not respond to him. In Muradin's perception, under the land of the fel energy wasteland, it was like hiding a ferocious beast imprisoned in the abyss of destruction.

It roared, struggling to break out of the shackles of fate, the chains on its body rattled, and the power from evil energy and darkness entangled in its scorching will. The wreckage of this hopeless world trembled a little, every struggle would make the fel magma covering the world and the ruins of civilization darker.

It may be questioning, questioning why fate made it suffer such a catastrophe, but more is just succumbing to the anger and destruction in the dark heart like a beast, it wants to break out of the cage, it wants to subvert everything, Let the entire noisy stars be completely silenced under the dark will of Sargeras.

"roll!"

A deep roar filled the heart of the diamond dwarf, interrupting his speech, and the spirit that had penetrated into the ground was instantly torn apart.

"boom"

Muradin's short and stocky body with eyes closed was "rushed" up from the spot, like a basketball being slapped, but the legendary warrior flipped a few times in the air before landing firmly on the ground. The diamond dwarf propped his body up with the hammer, and he felt dizziness and tearing sensations in his mind, as if he was punched hard by a big boss in the spiritual world.

Only a messenger with a strong body like a diamond dwarf can only feel mental dizziness. If the person who connected to the world spirit of Argus just now was a flesh and blood creature, under the spiritual impact of the world spirit, I am afraid that it will end up in an instant. The fate of blood and blood.

Argus the Destroyer obviously did not welcome his inquiry, nor did he welcome his sister's visit.

"We're here to help you!"

Muradin gritted his teeth and put his palm on the ground again. This time, he omitted the polite greetings and directly shouted out the purpose of his arrival, but he still failed to get Argus to communicate with him.

"roll!"

"boom"

This time, the mental impact was stronger, throwing Muradin out, and smashed hard on the boulder filled with evil energy next to him, even the ground shook because of the wrath of the world spirit. The poor Tabu sheep was frightened. The latter sensed Argus' will slightly, screamed and fled in fright, but within a few steps, he was grabbed by a big mephit that fell from the sky with its claws and was caught. into the sky.

What awaited that poor creature was the terrifying ending of being eaten by demons.

"Damn it!"

The diamond dwarf moved his solid body and struggled to "buckle" himself off the boulder. He shook his head and fell to the ground. If his body and will were not strong enough, the second impact would have completely killed him In this land far from home.

"Don't try again, Muradin."

Elune's ethereal voice sounded in the speaker's ears:

"Go burn the throne..."

Ai Jiang's voice paused for a few seconds, as if a hesitant girl had really made up her mind at this moment, and even her tone became firmer:

"I'll talk to it!"

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Antorus. The Burning Throne, which used to be the temple of the demons, is a symbol of the hegemony of the Burning Legion. The two demon kings who served as the adjutants of the Dark Titan Sargeras lived in the Burning Throne. Even the Fallen Titan Agra Ma, also stuck to it for tens of thousands of years.

It was once considered the center of the Dark Ages of the Stars, though it was only one of several strongholds of the Burning Legion.

It was built on the most majestic Antorus Mountains in the original Argus world. When the cataclysm of evil energy swept the entire Argus world, this mountain was completely cut off. After several changes in the world environment, That mountain became the body of the Burning Throne.

The flames of the core of the world, completely infiltrated by evil energy, burned along the mountain range, as if an extra layer of awe-inspiring and inviolable light and shadow had been painted on the temple of the devil.

But in fact, when Archimonde died in battle, Kil'jaeden disappeared, and the Eredar fleet split the rift, Antorus Burning Throne's destructive majesty was no longer as good as before.

The newly-appointed great demon, General Erodus, who used to command the Council of Antoran, has too little foundation. In other words, although there is support from a small number of eredar demons, even though he took control of the Burning Throne immediately after the fraudster disappeared. Defense, and trying to seize the remaining military power in the world of Argus, but it lacks the "orthodoxy" of the polluters and fraudsters, it cannot command demons, and it lacks the temperament to make unruly demons obey.

Coupled with the fact that the fallen titan Aggramar died in battle among the stars, this scene was watched by many demon lords, and the demon army in the already panic-stricken world of Argus immediately began to split internally.

Many demon lords fled with their loyal subordinates before the vanguard began to attack the world of Argus...

The demons are just a little arrogant. Except for the lords like the abyss lord who really don't have enough brains, the other demon lords are very smart. The world of Argus was replaced to the Azeroth star area. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the god of death chopped down the fallen titan, and if he doesn't run away now...do he have to wash himself clean as a sacrifice to the horrible god of death?

Under such internal and external troubles, the ambitious demon king Erodus also had to face the reality. It still sticks to the Burning Throne, but along with the vanguard army and even the entire Azeroth forces began to spread in the world of Argus. Spread, it escapes here, it's just a matter of time.

However, for His Majesty Erodus, the more fortunate thing is that part of the Eredar fleet happens to be on standby in the Azeroth sector, and the commander of that fleet is none other than his former companion and friend Ish General Card, so if it really wanted to escape, it wouldn't have nowhere to go.

"boom"

A high-level demon trying to stop the intruder was hit on the head by a brutal warhammer. The solid black demon horn broke off immediately, and even its solid skull was crushed. Disgusting flesh and blood mixed with pungent smell Brains were splashed everywhere, and the tall body that lost its head fell into a pool of green blood, its claws were still twitching nervously.

Muradin Bronzebeard took a step forward. The diamond dwarf's war hammer was covered with bloody residue. Behind him was a bloody footprint and the corpse of a demon that fell beside the footprint. The diamond dwarf was almost The one who stepped on the corpse of a demon and entered the Burning Throne all the way, he himself is a legendary warrior, and now he has an invulnerable diamond body, and has become the spokesperson of the spirit of the world. Not tired.

How terrifying is a legendary warrior who doesn't need to defend, only needs to attack, attack and attack again, and never gets tired?

Just look at the demons in front of Muradin's eyes.

Even though they had the advantage in numbers, even if they had reinforcements, they were afraid of the invincible short man walking forward with a hammer in hand.

These are warriors from a world full of barbarians, and this is not an opponent they can deal with.

But Muradin didn't want to kill all these demons. He came to the Burning Throne with a mission. He didn't want to waste too much time. When the demons retreated, he revealed a deeper path to the throne. At the time, the diamond dwarf did not hesitate. He ignored the demons and strode towards the portal leading to the inner hall. The demons crowded around the slaughterhouse looked at me and at you, but no one wanted to Step forward to block.

They're not stupid either...

"Right here, I can feel it!"

Elune's voice echoed in Muradin's mind, and the diamond dwarf stopped. In front of him, there was a demon temple shining with red light. Even before entering the temple, Muradin could hear the temple. The weird sound coming from inside was like a group of people whispering in their ears. The buzzing sound made the diamond dwarf shake his head, trying to keep those sounds out of his ears.

But it was useless, those corrupt and depraved voices still entered his mind, and even distorted his vision.

"That is..."

This weird scene made Muradin couldn't help but clenched his warhammer, and facing his question, Elune replied in a low voice:

"I can feel the existence of several titan souls. This place...should be the place where the demons tempt the titans to fall. Argus the Destroyer...is still in the depths, close to the core of the world, no...he And forced to sleep in the core of the world."

"Inducing a Titan to fall?"

Muradin's eyes widened immediately, he took a step back, and said in a deep voice:

"We must stay away from this place, Your Excellency Elune, you are not yet a mature titan, if those real titans can't resist the voice of corruption, then you should not go on an adventure."

Facing Muradin's worries, Elune didn't answer, because unlike the distortion that Muradin heard, in the perception of the world spirit, in the temple in front of him, besides the whispers that tempted to fall, there were wisps of Information that only the spirits of the dead can perceive.

"Go back, go back."

It seemed that there was an old voice discouraging the young World Spirit to move forward. Elune felt that the voice was very familiar, so she asked:

"Are you Lord Aman'Thul? Or Lord Norgannon? Who are you? Please tell me!"

"Let's go back."

"Elune, you have come too far."

That voice didn't answer Elune's question directly, he just persuaded:

"Argus the Unmaker is not just a warrior of the Black Pantheon."

"He is still our jailer, he is a monster shaped by Sargeras himself, he is not Aggramar..."

"He won't show mercy to you, go back."

Hearing this persuasion, Elune became more and more sure that the voice in front of her was one of the souls of the titans captured by the demons. She shouted loudly in the will of the titans:

"Hold on! My warriors, I am calling them to this world! You, you will be free soon, and we will try to rebuild the Pantheon! I will save you! Hold on!"

At this moment, Elune is very much like a wanderer who has seen her relatives. Although she has never met, she has an instinctive closeness to these Titans of the Pantheon.

However, after hearing Elune's cry, the weary and low voice fell silent, and after a few seconds, he spoke:

"No, we refuse!"

"Why?"

Elune asked back in disbelief:

"Your rebirth is the hope of defeating Sargeras and ending this dark age? Why do you refuse?"

"Because...you still don't understand the price of salvation."

That voice seemed to be too tired, he couldn't talk to Elune too much, and he ended Elune's persistent questioning with one sentence:

"We can't recover, the price is too heavy, it's yours..."

"die."