Chapter 865 64. The God of Mechanics. The Great Lord's Ambition

"Ow..."

A deep mournful sound resounded in the depths of the mysterious palace deep in the mountain, and the gigantic body of the Starlight Serpent, which was infused with pure Titan energy, fell to the glass-like ground.

This creature seems to have its own intelligence, but in fact, it is just a golem-like mechanical creature with fixed instructions. When facing an opponent that exceeds its own strength, such a mechanical creature only needs to be caught. If you live in your weaknesses, you will be easily defeated.

Moreover, the engine of Nalak'sha has been controlled by the mogu during the time when Thunder God ruled the mogu empire. God knows what kind of instructions those mogu have set for this star dragon... In short, its true potential has not been released come out.

"it's a pity."

The great lord holding a black light blade landed next to the huge body of the Starlight Dragon. He watched the light in the starlight dragon's eyes gradually dim, as if it had been turned off due to lack of energy. Tyrion stretched out his hand and stroked it. Looking at the cold mechanical creation, he whispered:

"They won't use you at all. Their stupidity makes you vulnerable."

"But it's okay... I'll make you strong again!"

Behind Tyrion, the death knights began to take over this mysterious facility. Yrel took off the gauntlets that had been melted during the battle, threw them aside, and then walked behind Tyrion, she asked softly:

"What's next? Boss, what are we going to do?"

"This is only the main body of the Nalaksha engine, which is responsible for storing energy. The console of this engine is still deeper in the treasure house."

The Highlord said to Yrel:

"You take the soldiers to find it, and don't touch anything!"

"I understand."

Sister Hoof readily agreed, and then returned to the fork in the treasure house palace with the most elite death knights, and began to explore deeper into the treasure house, while Tyrion himself stayed beside the turned off Starlight Dragon, squatting on the ground On the ground, he stretched out his hand, stroking the energy pool under his feet that was blocked by a thick, glass-like material.

Through this thick "glass", the great lord can clearly see that in the Titan energy pool below the ground, the blue halo shining like stars is the manifestation of pure Titan energy. If this energy Ku was detonated here, and the destructive power it erupted would directly tear apart the entire continent of Pandaria, even triggering a terrifying scene like that of the Old Gods.

Fortunately, according to the development level of Azeroth's current power system, mortal civilization does not yet have the ability to use or detonate Titan energy.

It's an extremely safe energy resource...unfortunately, it's non-renewable.

"I've heard a saying that these creation engines and other Titan facilities built on the surface of Azeroth are actually operated by extracting the power of the planet. Is this true?"

The great lord seemed to be talking to himself, and after a while, the ethereal voice of the protoss Elune sounded in the great lord's mind:

"You can think so, this kind of statement is actually not too wrong."

Elune explained:

"I am currently just a protoss of a young body, coupled with the shackles of the ancient gods, it is difficult for me to wake up in the true sense, and I cannot use the pure power conceived in the planet, so my brothers who have never been masked The equipment they left behind can indeed absorb the power of traveling in the star core, and as long as it is not a huge war demand like the battle of the masters, then the power absorbed by these creation engines is insignificant, and will not affect me and me. the health of the world."

"So, what about the origin furnace in the desert of Uldum?"

The great lord asked again:

"Did that dangerous thing also draw power from your body?"

"No, the energy source of the Furnace of Origin is left by the Titans..."

Elune replied:

"The mission of that melting furnace is too unique. On weekdays, it collects the free cosmic energy outside the world to shape my body. In the most critical moment, it is equivalent to the last hope for the ecological restart of the world, so it The operation cannot contaminate the original power of this world, in other words, the energy in the origin furnace is completely foreign, and I cannot control its operation."

"Oh... that is."

Tyrion stood up and moved his fingers:

"Can I use the Titan energy in the Furnace of Origin at will?"

This time Elune was silent for a few seconds before replying:

"Theoretically yes, but I've always been curious, Tyrion, what do you want those titan energy for? It's pure arcane power, it's incompatible with your death power, it can even hurt your body... .That is like poison to you."

"Silly girl."

The great lord shook his head:

"Of course I wouldn't eat that energy, and I'm not stupid...but look, little Elune, I've got the Engine of Nalak'sha, and while it's not as powerful as the Forge of Will and the Creator Engine, it's also The war machine made by Lai himself, once it is turned on, a steady stream of rock warriors will come out of this treasure house...that will be the new armor and new weapon of my Darkblade warriors."

"How many fighters are there in my Dark Blade Legion now?"

Tyrion replied:

"That's already an extremely large number, little Elune, I have to finish it, but I don't want to hurt you, so I have to find a sufficient energy source for this engine... The Furnace of Origination, no Is it suitable? Anyway, it is a waste to keep the energy that is enough to reshape the world, so it is better to use it for waste utilization."

"etc!"

Elune's gentle voice also became agitated at this moment, and she asked loudly:

"You just said, what are you going to do! You want to turn all your Dark Blade Legion into rock life? Are you crazy?"

"No!"

The great lord denied this statement. He spread his hands, like a dreamer, and said to Elune:

"The rock life created by the engine of Nalak'sha is just a new body given to the lesser soldiers of the Darkblade Legion."

"For the elite death knights, I have a better arrangement...near the city of Titans in Northrend, the powerful Forge of Will and Creator Engine built by the titan guardians work together. Together, they can continuously Continuously produce more powerful steel life...that is the limit body that a mortal soul can carry."

"I want to protect you, Elune. The enemies I have to deal with are endless demons and the pervasive void. Facing such opponents, the flesh and blood of my soldiers have no advantage. I must let them become Become stronger...a power that crushes everything! When the entire Darkblade Legion has transformed into fearless warriors of rock and steel...I can truly protect you...little Elune."

"And this ultimate transformation plan of the Dark Blade Legion...I will call it..."

Tyrion narrowed his eyes and said the name he had been planning for years:

"Mechanical God Descends!"

"You, crazy!"

Rao Yi, a planetary spirit like Elune, also felt a bit of pressure at a loss when she heard about this crazy plan. She retorted:

"Not counting the engine of Nalaksha, the rock life produced by this secondary engine does not have too many shackles, but the furnace of will is different! Tyrion, that is the steel life produced by the most original power of Titan, Each of them follows the rules set by the Titans, your warriors have been captured by death, and death has given them new powers, but their souls have also been changed, and they have no way to control such life forms!"

"Your plan looks perfect, but it doesn't work!"

"Who said it's not feasible!"

The great lord said calmly:

"You're forgetting one thing, Elune...remember how Odin transformed the ghosts of the dead in Valarjar? He sublimated their souls, turning them from mere undead into other A special kind of spirit body...a spirit body that takes into account the three powers of death, holy light and arcane..."

"He called it... Heroic Spirits."

"Since Odin can do it, why can't I do it? You see, I'm actually just repeating Odin's act of creating the Heroic Legion. I just slightly...expanded the scale."

"Slightly expanded?"

Elune's voice grew unbelievable, and she whispered:

"Odin's Heroic Spirit Legion did not exceed 150,000 people at its peak, but what about you?"

"What you are going to transform now is a full 2 ​​million undead! Tyrion, listen to me, I am very grateful for everything you have done to protect me, but this plan is too crazy, Odin's facility for transforming heroic spirits is his largest Secret, he can't share it with you..."

"Yes I know!"

Tyrion interrupted Elune's persuasion, he turned around in a gentle tone, and led by the death knight sent by Yrel behind him, he went to the deeper Nalak'sha engine console. Elune said:

"I know Odin won't share that secret with me, but I don't need his sharing...I'll get rid of him! Just like I got rid of Rai, I got rid of Archimonde...Elu Well, the Dark Blade Legion will protect this world, and we will do everything possible to protect you... If killing half the world can make you grow faster, believe me, I would have done that a long time ago!"

"Whether you like it or not...you have to accept this protection!"

"If you really want to help, then by all means, grow up."

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"It's here."

Yrel personally guarded the gate of a palace in the deepest part of the treasury, and she said to Tyrion:

"Inside it's a huge, beehive-like quirk covered in mogu-like stonework and a golden console that doesn't look like it's been used in ages."

"Well, stay here and don't let anyone disturb me."

Tyrion nodded to Yrel, who straightened and accepted the order.

The great lord walked into the palace that had been closed for nearly a thousand years alone. On the stone platform in front of him, there was a golden console, very simple, just like other Titan creations, full of a strange technology feel.

"Ah, this thing really needs the authority of the guardian system to start."

Tyrion looked at the complicated console full of buttons. This thing is currently in an inactive state, and activating it rashly may cause some bad consequences.

He is not a person full of "curiosity" like Brian Bronzebeard and Zhou Zhuo, he will not take the initiative to kill.

"But who can know?"

The great lord stretched out his finger, and he said softly:

"In fact, I still have the purest titan authority in this world, which is higher than the authority of all guardians...Little Elune, come and help me unlock this facility, and let me see the wisdom of the ancient titans. "

The moment the voice fell, a bright silver moonlight shrouded Tyrion's fingertips. Under the power of Elune, the protoss titan, the strange controller in front of him could be activated in just a few seconds. It was activated and successfully passed all authority verifications. A blue light shone on Tyrion's body. After a few seconds of scanning, a low metal synth sound rang out in the palace.

"Permission confirmation, the highest level creation permission is enabled!"

"Welcome back, great emissary of the Pantheon...please issue an order!"

"buzzing"

Before Tyrion's eyes, all the buttons on the golden console were lit up, a light curtain formed by energy projection was suspended in front of Tyrion's eyes, all the lights in the dark palace were also lit up at this moment, The authority of the entire treasure house temple was opened, and under the curious gaze of the death knights who stayed behind the engine of Nalaksha, the Starlight Dragon, which had been shut down, was injected with new power once again.

But this time the awakened Starlight Dragon did not take the initiative to attack the surrounding death knights. On the contrary, it hovered docilely in the air above the engine of Nalaksha, and under the ground, the entire secondary engine of creation was activated, rumbling In the loud voice, this ancient temple officially belonged to the Dark Blade Legion.

But at this time, the great lord was facing a very bad problem.

In the light curtain in front of his eyes, a magic phantom of a mogu rotated left and right, like a model. The great guardian Lai used this template to create the mogu. This template probably fits Lai's aesthetics. But it doesn't fit Tyrion's aesthetics at all, and the Highlord doesn't want to take a mogu soldier into battle in the future.

Therefore, before starting his first creation, he had to choose a template for a more aesthetically pleasing rock life for his soldiers.

But the work of creation... To be honest, it is not something that ordinary people can do. After Tyrion had been busy with the complicated controller for more than ten minutes, he looked at the messy monster twisted in front of him a little speechlessly. The magical illusion together seemed to be mocking the great lord's weird aesthetics. This cruel blow made Tyrion completely give up his childish idea of ​​manually setting up a perfect soldier.

Amidst Elune's vague mocking sound, the great lord took a step back, took his hands off the keyboard, and then called in Yrel, the hoof girl who was guarding the door, and asked Yrel to stand on the platform with her arms spread wide open. arm, the High Lord issued a new command to the console in front of him:

"Use the shape and body of the creature in front of you as the primary template for the new creation, waiting to be edited again. The initial shape of the creation is set to 3 meters, and the most basic earth element affinity and magic affinity are blessed."

"The most important thing is, don't inject mechanical thinking...leave a blank soul core, waiting for the fusion and entry of the manipulator!"

"Little Yrel, don't move! Keep this position, okay! That's it."

"let's start!"