Chapter 848 47. Supreme God and Lai

"Is Uncle Chen okay?"

Lili was waiting outside Lao Chen's tent with her head in her arms. The elder of the Mist Weaving Monk in Zhuhe Temple was helping Lao Chen to treat his injuries. According to him, this powerful foreign monk had already reached the point of exhaustion. , Lili could not help but worry about the safety of her Uncle Chen. On the continent of Pandaria far away from the Wandering Isle, Old Chen was her only relative.

Seeing her good friend in such pain, the little ghost Yuna comforted Lili clumsily, and she whispered to Lili:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. If the chubby guys here can't cure Lao Chen, we'll take him to Draenor. A'dal must have a solution. If it doesn't work, you can also find those druids. Dornan is still a Shaman Man, oh, it's a pity that she doesn't have the water element to specialize in healing... What a headache."

"But even if it's a ten thousand step back, even if Lao Chen dies, Tyrion will resurrect him, and he can still be by your side... Ah! Why did you hit me! You evil little panda!"

"I want to hit you! You crow's mouth!"

The two screaming children shook their fists and tore apart again, but this was already a repertoire between them. A few children who heard the news and came to see Yuna and Lili fighting, they There is almost no fluctuation in the heart...

"Old Chen is really powerful, I heard that he overthrew Zhu Taran by himself!"

Dornan happily said to Vanessa beside him while eating the local grapes:

"Zhu Taran is the number one expert in Pandaria!"

"But Lao Chen himself is dying, is such a victory really meaningful?"

Vanessa retorted:

"Look at Lili's pain. If something happens to Lao Chen, she will be in pain for the rest of her life..."

"Old Mr. Chen will be fine!"

Anduin chimed in and said:

"Uncle Tyrion won't let him die. He likes a warrior like Lao Chen. You see, even the god of death won't take his soul. Who can kill him?"

"That's why Old Chen may be called a "Warrior" by the pandaren of Pandaria in the future, and his story may appear in the sung by the lorewalkers."

Taelia appreciated Lao Chen's will to fight, and she said with satisfaction:

"I like this about the Pandaren, they will keep in mind every warrior's story, write it into a book, and then sing it to future generations, unlike our history, which is all about kings or nobles. ..Compared to the real history of the Pandaren, our history is simply too "hypocritical."

"I still don't think it's worth it."

Vanessa retorted: "This matter is not Lao Chen's responsibility, he just went to help, why is he the most injured? Look at those monks from Qinglong Temple and Baihu Temple, the proud faces As if they won this battle, is the title of number one really that important?"

"That's why you don't understand a real warrior, but an assassin who lives in the shadows, my Vanessa."

Talia stretched out her hand and took Dornan and Vanessa's shoulders. She said with emotion:

"To become a legend, you must start by defeating the legend... Look, the legendary story of Lao Chen and Wuchen Temple is just beginning. Speaking of which, I also have to prepare for traveling around the world... Old Chen's deeds encouraged me, I will challenge the legendary fighters in the world, and when I come back, I will challenge Tyrion."

Hearing this, Dornan glared at Taelia very dissatisfied:

"Why do you always have trouble with my father?"

"No, you don't understand, Dornan...According to the monks, this matter has almost become my demon..."

Under the darkness of Kun-Lai Mountains, Taelia whispered:

"It has nothing to do with the original hatred, but I have to finish it, no matter the outcome..."

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"The Sha of Madness is also sealed here!"

In the main hall of the White Tiger Temple, Tyrion put the last "Sha Demon Bottle" in his hand. Under the light on the top of the hall, the crystal bottle reflected a different kind of light, like fresh blood generally.

The great lord raised his head. On the ring on the second floor of the hall in front of him, the four holy beasts guarding the continent of Pandaria, the four supreme gods stood in four directions, and in front of him, the emperor Shaohao in a spiritual state, He was quietly reading the records of the lorewalkers about the changes in the world in ten thousand years. He was sometimes relieved, sometimes sad, sometimes laughing loudly, and sometimes frowning.

It can be seen that in the past ten thousand years, the continent of Pandaria has not been stable. There are too many stories and too many records. Shaohao estimates that it will take several months to fully understand what happened after he left. Ten thousand years later, what happened on this continent he loves so much.

But to be honest, judging from the current situation, it seems that there is not so much time for him.

"Lu Shadu has been cleared, and the shadow of the entire Pandaria has been dispersed, but this is temporary!"

The high lord said loudly:

"If you, the Supreme God and the Last Emperor, can't act in time, maybe you will miss this last chance to solve all the problems completely! Yes, I'm talking about the Valley of Eternal Blossoms...you must open it! Let me use my way to solve this long overdue problem!"

"Your way..."

The first one to speak out was the calmest Hope Tianzun Zhuhe, this beautiful and elegant creature said in a deep voice:

"You've been talking your way, and you've told Xuen how you know all of this, but you never show us all of it... With all due respect, Tyrion Dawnblade, you are powerful, Your legion has indeed helped the Pandaren get rid of the disaster, but we still can't trust you... Speak, tell the answer to all these mysteries!"

"Yes! What Chi-Ji said makes sense."

Yulong also said:

"We don't know much about our Creator, and it seems we don't even know about the great Rai as much as you do... You tell us it's all about the secrets of the gods, but we see Not the future you pictured, we need to see!"

"We need to know this secret! Only in this way, only when we truly recognize the origin behind all of this, can we make up our minds to open the door of the Supreme God because of your request... The heart of darkness is also there, you I also know that it is a hidden danger capable of destroying all civilization and order in Pandaria..."

"Speak and convince us!"

This request seems somewhat outrageous, but the great lord can actually understand the concerns of the four gods, and he didn't scold them for being too greedy. While the prayer flags were fluttering, he looked at the four gods in front of him with calm eyes:

"Are you eager to know this secret? This heavy enough secret to completely destroy your worldview? Are you eager to shoulder that heavy responsibility, that mission that is enough to crush your immature shoulders?"

"Very good! Then I will satisfy you!"

The great lord took a step back, and said:

"But it's not for me to explain it to you. I believe that you will still have doubts about what I said. This is a common problem among you. Therefore, I will invite someone you cannot doubt to describe it to you. That terrifying mystery!"

"I hope you are ready!"

The staff of mist in Tyrion's hand swayed with the sound of the bell, and the cold mist converted by the power of death quickly dissipated, and soon outlined a special shape with pure power of death. In the silence, the vague figure of the woman opened her eyes at this moment.

Those were a pair of...silver moon eyes.

At the same time, the four gods felt the warm emotion coming from the body in front of them, as if they were facing their biological mothers. They were like descendants standing in front of the origin. Even the most proud Xuen, at this moment, subconsciously lean over.

"boom"

Tyrion tapped the staff of mist on the ground, and amidst the deep sound, the calm voice of the high lord sounded in the hall:

"You are lucky spirits, and you will talk to the world itself..."

"I urge you to be respectful, I urge you to be wise, I urge you to be sincere... seize this opportunity, and then, ask all your questions... Elune, I will personally answer all these for you!"

"There is no need to doubt that she is one of the so-called "Gods" in your mouth."

The words of the great lord are somewhat exaggerated, but as a mysterious demigod of the wilderness, as the extreme embodiment of the life force of Azeroth, the four holy beasts can easily distinguish the ray of consciousness that exists in this shaped form If such a pure spirit cannot be called the source of the world, then it is estimated that there will be no one in Azeroth that can represent the world itself.

Of course, Elune, the planet spirit who is still sleeping, is not Tyrion's summoned beast. It is impossible to appear anywhere when the high lord gives an order. What appears here is only a ray of the star spirit. Consciousness, but even so, it is enough to gain the trust of the Supreme God.

Under the pressure of facing the world directly, the first person to ask questions was Baihu Xuen.

The beautiful big lightning cat asked in a light voice:

"Dear...Elune, I want to know, Rai, our creator, who is he? Is he one of you, too?"

"no, he is not!"

Elune's consciousness explained to the supreme gods in front of him with a gentle voice:

"Ray, the leader of all the guardians of the Pantheon left in Azeroth, he inherited the pure power of my countrymen, the great Titans, and the Titans gave him wisdom, so that he can command Azeroth All guardians of the planet, fight against the Old Gods and their evil minions who seek to corrupt the world."

"They won, and the Old Gods and their dark empire were destroyed before the Iron Legions fashioned by the Guardians, and died at the hands of the great Aman'Thul, the mightiest of the Old Gods, Y'Shaarj , it pierces its roots into the heart of the world. At that time, I was too weak to bear this degree of stripping, so the titans ordered Rai to build a cage at the southernmost end of the world to seal Asia The last remnant of Shaji is its dark heart."

"The Valley of Splendid Blossoms you speak of is the place where Rai set up the cage, and you are the world's first batch of demigods of wilderness. In order to better fulfill the mission of protecting the world, Rai, in the engine of Nalaksha Injecting purer elemental power into you, you and the mogu, that is, the family members shaped by Lai himself, were born with the mission of protecting Azeroth and me..."

"During these hundreds of thousands of years, the evil heart of darkness has been kept there, but...when I am strong enough, when I am looking forward to being free, the guardians have been unable to fulfill their mission The mission has been fulfilled, and the mogus also launched a rebellion because of the curse of flesh and blood, and as for you... Lai's sudden collapse didn't even tell you your true mission."

Elune's narration stopped at this moment, and Yulong subconsciously asked:

"Why, my lord Elune? Why did our creator, the great Ra, collapse?"

"It's very simple."

Elune's consciousness let out a sigh, and she said:

"Lai had a premonition that his creators, the great Titans of the Pantheon, were dead...he, like you, had lost his Creator. Rai was shocked by the news, his emotions and his will could not handle the horror He can't tell the other guardians about the news, because that will cause the guardians to go crazy."

"He chose to hide the news by himself. However, he underestimated the influence of reverence for the Creator on himself. Not long after, Lai collapsed, but he is still alive... Even now, he is still alive. "

"Then why didn't he summon us?"

Niuzao asked in a low voice:

"If he needs help, why doesn't he..."

"Because of Lai, I was betrayed!"

Elune's voice became bleak at this moment:

"You have seen the traitor with your own eyes, and you have even fought him... The leader of the mogu, the Lord of Thunder, you call him the god of thunder, it is he who stole the power of Ra, and facing the traitor, You failed...how can Lai count on you? What's more, Lai, who has completely collapsed, may not want you to save him, maybe..."

"He allowed his own creation to betray him, and he sat back and watched the order he guarded to perish. Perhaps, he wanted to die by himself?"