Chapter 509

"Are you hating me?"

"Why do you hate me?"

"I didn't destroy Dalaran, and I didn't put the demons in. Well, I admit, I played some role in it, but isn't this a disaster caused by you being too weak?"

"I know that many people have died... Believe me, my heart is no less sad than yours."

"I have always had a kind of blind faith and hope for the humans in northern Xinjiang. I hope they can do great things."

"You saw it with your own eyes..."

Tyrion's fingers tapped on the surface of the soul stone exuding purple light, making a clear sound, and in the shadow beside him, a phantom with an illusory body was floating there, staring at the dark soul with hateful and angry eyes. King of Blades.

Tyrion was not afraid of this supernatural scene, he was talking to himself in this room as if he was confessing to the priest in the confession room.

"You saw it with your own eyes, didn't you? I killed the arch-demon... In a sense, I actually saved more people..."

"That's where you put it in!"

The ghost said in a calm and hoarse voice:

"For your own dark ambitions, you put an extraterrestrial demon into this world, and you still say that you are protecting this world, you lunatic, no matter how smooth you talk, you can't change what you have done to this world. The harm of...you are the tyrant, Tyrion. Dawnblade, you are the destroyer, the destroyer, the screecher, the lasher, there is no trace of your existence, protection, and greatness relation!"

"Um?"

Tyrion turned his head and looked at the dead and gloomy soul behind him. He narrowed his eyes, and in the black flames that flickered behind him, a slight irritability appeared on his face, but in the end, he did not To unleash his wrath on the soul that died because of him.

Instead, he looked at this powerful soul seriously, and said softly:

"Hatred has blinded your wisdom, Master Antonidas, I thought you could see the sacrifices I made for this world, but I didn't expect that you are no different from those knights in the northern border, you believe in narrow justice, And blinded by stupid slogans to think rationally, seriously, can't you see the danger of that great demon?"

"Or, do you think that the existence of Archimonde is better for this world than mine? Tell me, are you crazy?"

This question caused the ghost behind him to make a series of hoarse ridicules, but soon became gloomy again. Antonidas' voice was very similar to those old men who were dying, full of decaying flavors of imminent death:

"If you don't summon them, how did they come to this world! Don't tell me it's because of the demonic invasion 10,000 years ago, I'm an archmage, I can use time magic, I can prophesy...the demons do return The world, but not at this time...you have advanced the process, Tyrion, you have brought the disaster ahead."

"No matter how rhetoric you say, you can't change the essence of this matter, and you can't try to confuse me, just like you confuse Turalyon. I don't know how you can make Turalyon's soul and Kasa Natir's soul is fused together, but believe me, Tyrion...I will not obey you."

"Speaking of which, why not forcibly transform my life form, Tyrion! Why not make me serve your dark cause? Don't you always do that? Don't you always twist our souls, let us do Do evil things to please you lunatics?"

Antonidas whispered, in the soul state, the archmage seemed to have really lost all will to resist, he became depressed and desperate, no matter how Tyrion tried to persuade him, he was unwilling to listen to the words of Dark Blade. The king's persuasion, in fact, from the day he fell into the hands of Tyrion, the will of the archmage seemed to have been defeated.

This old man doesn't want to live anymore, it's obvious that he doesn't want to live in mediocrity anymore, but his soul is extremely powerful and pure, Tyrion still has very important things to entrust to him, he can't let him Just so self-destructive.

"Ah, how stubborn!"

Tyrion shook his head speechlessly. The soul of Antonidas is definitely one of the most stubborn guys he has ever seen. These orthodox mages are extremely egotistical. He will always find the words of the Dark Blade King The logic is wrong, like two people playing a crazy word game.

"It seems that I can't convince you, Master Antonidas."

The Dark Blade King shrugged. He opened his drawer, took out a special stone from it, and waved it in front of Antonidas' eyes. It was a stone emitting a light yellow light. When going up, there were light golden quicksand phantoms dripping continuously on the stone, like strange gravel composed entirely of sand.

"I had to invite an old friend of mine to explain to you the truth, and the history that you'll never know, the sacrifices I made for this world that you'll never see because in your narrow minds In the eyes of ... it never happened."

Tyrion said something like a tongue twister, while crushing the Sands of Time in his hand, the pale golden light quickly escaped across the room like running water, this scene made Antonidas' cloudy eyes flash bright .

Even after losing his own body, this rare human archmage who has mastered the magic of time can clearly feel that the power of time permeating the entire room is so pure that it doesn't look like it at all. A forbidden power within the grasp of mortals.

And after the pale golden light, symbolizing the power of time, jumped several times, a high elf girl wearing a moon-white dress, with long silver-white hair and yellow snake eyes like a snake-like creature, with a kind of In a strange way, it appeared on the ground in front of Tyrion and Antonidas.

Her toes are on the ground, but if you look carefully, there are always a few inches between the toes and the ground, and her figure is suspended here, but there is a feeling of floating around, it seems that what appears here is just outside of time The phantom of Antonidas, in short, looked extremely weird, but the moment she appeared, the entire room, including the flow of time around Antonidas, stopped in an instant.

"Hey, little girl Seifel, how are you doing recently?"

Tyrion leaned against his desk, picked up a special cigarette from the box, lit it in the strange still flame on the candlestick, and greeted the indifferent girl in front of him.

When the latter saw Tyrion, there was a gleam of joy in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She intentionally maintained her iceberg-like image, she nodded coldly to Tyrion, and said in a light voice :

"I've been busy lately besieging the last remaining Eternal Dragons in this timeline. With your help, Tyrion, more and more timelines have regained diversity. The entire bronze dragonflight has recovered from the Eternal Dragon's endless Freed from the curse, we owe you a favor."

"I'm also doing it for myself. By the way, where's that girl Chromie?"

Tyrion seemed to be chatting with a friend. He was very relaxed. Facing his question, Sefiel had a smile on his lips, just like an iceberg thawing. She said softly:

"Chromie is going back and forth in her timeline as always, but not for change, but to experience different stories, but I think, you didn't come to me just to chat, right? I always Watching you, Tyrion."

A smile flashed in Sefiel's yellow snake eyes:

"I know how 'busy' you are."

"Yeah, this time it's not just a simple chat, I need your help with something, Sefiel, my friend."

Tyrion pointed to the soul of Antonidas who was also imprisoned in time, and he said softly:

"He's stubborn, but he's a good old man in the traditional sense. I don't want to hurt him. I just need him to do something for me. I need you to let him see the "truth" about the Burning Legion. Those... let him see the future of this world, those futures after his death! This stupid and stubborn old man, he can do more, he can do greater things for the world he guards!"

"I need him to be great!"

"It's a request I shouldn't have, Tyrion, you're giving me a real problem."

Sefiel's complexion changed a bit, her eyes danced twice around Tyrion and Antonidas, and finally, she asked:

"Is he important in your future plans?"

Tyrion didn't answer the question directly, he looked at Sefiel, and answered the wrong question:

"There are two great demons...only one is dead now."

"I see."

Sefiel nodded. The communication between smart people is so pleasant. She was suspended in the air and approached Antonidas. Between the beating of her fingers, the golden light curtain representing the light of time shrouded Antonidas' soul. The ghost's eyes were quickly covered by a constantly beating light curtain, and under the guidance of Sefiel, the "real history" that had never happened appeared in Antonidas' mind one scene after another.

There is no deliberate beautification of Tyrion and his Dark Blade Legion, and there is no need for this...With the wisdom of Antonidas, after seeing those "future" silhouettes, Tyrion believes that he will make the right Like Turalyon, in the original history, Antonidas proved his integrity. It is really a pity that this old mage died young, and Tyrion now wants to change others like , changing the tragedy of Antonidas.

Just as the soul of the old mage sank into another timeline, Safiel looked back at Tyrion, and she said softly:

"By the way, there is one more thing. When I visited the King of Time last time, I told him what you are going to do and what you have done. The King of Time asked me to tell you that when you are free time, go see him."

This entrustment made the Dark Blade King stunned for a moment, he hesitated for a moment, and said to Sefiel whose figure had slowly dissipated with the golden light of time:

"Tell the King of Time for me that the time has not yet come. When the time is right, I will take the initiative to visit him, and, thank you, Sephiel... There is no need to worry about Silithus, everything is in order Proceed in an orderly manner. Also, when I have time, I will treat you and Chromie to dinner, which are some special "dishes" that you have not tasted before,"

This sentence made Sefiel laugh out loud, and at the moment when her figure completely disappeared from the room, the voice of the bronze dragon girl also fell into Tyrion's ears:

"We can't afford the feast of the undead, so let's do our own thing, Tyrion, my best friend, let us, and this world, see more hope..."

"Fu"

A stream of smoke spewed out from the mouth of the Dark Blade King, he waved his hand at the empty roof, and said in a deep voice:

"I will!"

A moment later, when the room was once again shrouded in darkness, the Dark Blade King quietly approached the soul of Antonidas who was standing still. He stretched out his fingers and snapped them in front of the old mage's sluggish eyes. This sound awakened Antonidas from the illusion of the past and the future. The latter looked around in surprise, and finally set his eyes on Tyrion's face.

"Is that... is that true?"

"what you think?"

Tyrion hid himself in the darkness, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you think I am powerful enough to make the most mysterious bronze dragon lie for me? Seriously, have you never wondered why I and my dark blade have made such a big deal before, and have always been committed to maintaining Won't the bronze dragon in the timeline show up to stop us? You have mastered time magic, and you should know the nature of the bronze dragon better than anyone else... Could it be that you have become dull?"

"Master, I said that you have been imprisoned by narrow thoughts. I am not mocking you. I am describing the same fact. Maybe our actions to protect the world and civilization are different from yours, but our goals are the same. , that is a noble, great purpose, you should have seen, in that vision..."

"If you let the timeline continue to move forward, after 5 years, you will have to pay a price ten times worse than now, and then pay the night elf's last coffin, in order to be able to kill the big demon, you think I exist Are you destroying human civilization? No, I am leaving more power for this world, now, seeing the truth, do you still hate me?"

Facing Tyrion's question, Antonidas became a little confused when he thought of the "reality" he had experienced just now. After a while, he upheld the stubbornness of a mage, and said in a deep voice:

"Maybe you are right about the demons, but what about the war with humans? I have seen... Without your existence, the Kingdom of Stormwind would..."

"The continued existence and prosperity of the Stormwind Kingdom are based on the violent death of other human kingdoms! The so-called diversity of civilizations of the Alliance and the Horde is based on the crazy internal conflicts in this world! That stupid war will destroy the world. Everything is involved, are you blind? Can't you see how blind, how stupid that war is?"

Tyrion accentuated his voice, interrupting Antonidas' rebuttal:

"Tell me, the current situation, or the real future situation, which is worse? There must be a strong external force to force the world to unite, instead of going to the end of the world in a crazy internal conflict! I use both hands I can’t save it. I’m an undead spurned by you, I can only become an enemy of you and this world, let you feel the pain of war, let you save yourself in the fire of the abyss!”

"Look at you, Antonidas, you want to save the world perfectly, but you don't want your soul to be polluted... God, you ask so much! You are so naive! I don't want to discuss these with you anymore There are no more meaningless things, let us directly consider the last question!"

"Two big demons, one is dead, and one is left... I need you to help me pull it off its throne of flesh and blood, let it kneel on the ground, and listen to the mournful cries of the ghosts who died because of it in this world , I need you to help me! I need you to be the hero of the world you guard, I need you...to fall into darkness, just like Turalyon...he can give anything for the justice in his heart, even me I have to admit, he was a real hero."

"As for you... tell me, Antonidas, can you? Do you really love this world, or are you just talking about it?"

"Archmage, it's time to make your choice!"