Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 915 34. Victory in the First Stage

"I've always been curious. The power under your command can clear the entire storm cliff very easily. I have seen the undead warriors under your command with my own eyes. It is no exaggeration to say that they are armed with those strange weapons. The Titans who defeated the Dark Empire are weaker."

Lai followed Tyrion, walking in the castle of the dead world. Titan creations are not life in the traditional sense. Their unique life form allows them to freely enter and leave the dead world with permission, and will not Infected by the power of the dead, so recently, the wilderness of the dead has been a temporary stronghold for these guardians.

"Obviously there is an easier way to solve all this, so why let those flesh and blood mortals make sacrifices to get a less than perfect ending?"

Lai asked:

"Is this kind of sacrifice also in your plan?"

Facing the problem of the great guardian, the great lord did not hide his thoughts, he said frankly:

"Yes, according to the estimates of the War Council, I may only need to dispatch 5 battle groups to completely occupy Ulduar, defeat your compatriots who are confused, and deal with the threat of Yogg-Saron, but the problem The thing is, why would I do this?"

The great lord who recovered his perception in the dead world yawned, and he said lazily:

"Humans, elves, dwarves, and all civilized flesh and blood creatures are part of this world. They enjoy the gifts this world bestows on them, so when this world needs them, they must make sacrifices for it. A great sacrifice, and I have no reason to deny such greatness."

"What's more, I'm just someone who plans the world order, I'm not their nanny, I don't have to help them solve any troubles, or, I will watch them step into the battlefield, and I will evaluate their performance, like It's a game, and only when the score is high enough and reaches a certain limit, will I help them solve the troubles they can't solve, just like in Silithus!"

"You see, Lai, that's the right way to raise kids."

The great lord spoke eloquently:

"Give them a goal, urge them to work hard to achieve that goal, and then give them rewards, and constantly cultivate their ability to solve problems independently, until finally, they can solve problems by themselves without my help. By this time, this A child is considered a real adult and can live on his own out of the cradle."

"So, you see them as your own children?"

The great guardian looked at the great lord with a strange look:

"You regard all civilizations in the world as your own children? Is my understanding of you too shallow, or your description misunderstood me? Is this really what you think?"

"Look, I'm not that great."

The great lord smiled and said to Lai:

"Don't keep praising me like that, I'll be embarrassed... What do I think of those civilizations? No, I don't see them as children, I see them as warriors... You can think of the battle of the Storm Peaks as A "rehearsal", they must unite to defeat those things that they cannot overcome, this is necessary, when the final battle comes, I don't want to see me take my soldiers to the battlefield, and have to separate Use your energy to help those idiots who can't even save themselves!"

"Of course, in theory, such a weak civilization will not survive the final battle... My eyes have been examining those civilizations. You see, after two consecutive disciplinary wars, even the unruly The unruly centaurs have learned to lower their posture and integrate into the order of world civilization, which fully shows that my way of doing things is correct!"

Satisfied, Tyrion handed a special big wine glass to Lai, and then stretched out his hand to pour fine wine for him. He said calmly and softly:

"They thought I was destroying them, but they didn't know that I was saving them...and they had to learn to fight for themselves."

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of such a rescue method. Even in Titan's database, there is no such record."

Lai tasted the strange liquid in his hand, and he looked at Tyrion with interest:

"Then, are your "saves" always successful? Is there not a single disobedient?"

"Of course there is!"

The great lord leaned on the chair and said casually:

"The world is so big, there are always some races who can't see their own status, think that they have some power, so they need to be respected by other races, and take this reverence for granted... I'm talking about Naga, those rats who live in the deep sea Oh my God, I've killed nearly a million of them, but they're still stubborn and unwilling to communicate with the outside world."

"But it doesn't matter!"

Tyrion shrugged, and showed a gentle smile to Lai:

"The best "teacher" under my command, His Excellency Dai Lin, is ready to give them the "third lesson". I believe that this time the teaching will be very successful!"

The great lord raised his glass to Lai, and the latter followed his example and raised his glass. Amid the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding, the great lord softly made a perfect summary of the conversation:

"The heroes in the coalition swore that they would never become soldiers under Tyrion's command, and would never fight for the great lord..."

"But look, don't they have a good time when they step onto the battlefield as "soldiers"?"

"So, ignorance is actually a blessing..."

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In the outer halls of the Lightning Hall at this time, Muradin, Tyrande, and the orc warlord Garrosh stood nervously outside the gate of the Titan. They paid sacrifices and cleared the entire Lightning Hall, but facing Loken , the guardian Elonaya standing on their side did not allow them to step into the final battlefield.

Of course, this is to protect the heroes among these mortals.

They were already exhausted after fighting continuously. Letting them face the guardians now would be like sending them to death. Therefore, Elonaya took on the responsibility of fighting Loken herself, and she had every reason to do so.

But the mortal heroes who were waiting outside and waiting for the final result didn't know that Elonaya didn't face too many challenges on the final battlefield. The only thing that made her feel more difficult was that her companions Loken's head was so broken that she encountered a great challenge to put it back together.

She is not an ingenious guardian, so this work took her a long time, but the sound of beating when splicing the pieces made the mortals waiting outside the hall feel frightened, maybe, that It was the sound of the fierce battle of the gods.

Of course Elonaya knows who killed Loken, but she will not tell the secret to mortals. When they met last time, Azadas reminded them that it was very necessary for mortals to face the power of the ancient gods. Unable to resist, the information in their minds cannot be concealed from the Old God. Once Yogg-Saron knows that there are other guardians watching the storm cliff, then that cunning Old God will immediately start destroying the body of the furnace of will.

That was an unacceptable result for Elonaya, so she had to keep this secret until the coalition forces broke through Ulduar's line of defense, and until her brothers hiding in the dark protected the final line of defense of the melting pot of the world in a proper way, It's not about defrauding mortal heroes who deserve admiration, it's about protecting them...

It took a long time for Elonaya to put Loken's broken head back together. She looked at her work, and then nodded in satisfaction. She stood up, picked up her rock sword, and stretched out her left arm , tilted his head, raised his sword and slashed at his arm fiercely, pretending to be injured after a big battle.

"kuang"

The tightly locked door of the inner hall was opened in bursts of gears and lightning, and Elonaya, who was walking hard, staggered out of the inner hall. The giantess was full of marks left by the battle, and her rocky body There were even cracks, and the terrible scars reminded several mortal heroes of the fierce battle between her and Loken the Betrayer.

And in the hand of the giantess, there was a head of a rock, and the cheek was fragmented, as if it had been smashed, and on the face of the rock, the majestic expression of the rebellious guardian of wisdom could still be vaguely seen. Face.

"he died..."

Elonaya whispered:

"With your selfless help, mortal heroes, Loken the Betrayer dies...you are true legends."

While speaking, amidst the cheers of the exhausted soldiers, the giantess handed the rock head in her hand to the three mortal commanders in front of her, and she said softly:

"This is your spoil, without which I could not have done it, and now it is yours... go, and place it in your cities, as necessary to inspire the world... Of course, there are still many things in Loken's treasure house that I don't need, and they belong to you, and that is the reward and glory you deserve."

Elonaya placed the huge rock head in front of the three of them, and Tyrande could feel the power of the Titan lingering on the rock head, and Elune's approving voice also sounded in her mind, which made Kuzhan a Then, the Dark Moon God of War who killed the Iron Vrykul general couldn't help but close her eyes and pray. She knew the identity of the owner of the head in front of her. According to the myths of mortals, today, they killed a god... .

What a shocking story.

Compared with Tyrande's low profile, the orc warlord Garrosh, who still had a bandage on his face, seemed much more active. His left hand was hung around his neck by a bloody bandage. He was injured when he was in the element, but at this time, the pain could no longer affect Garrosh's high emotions. He stretched out his right hand and tried to touch Loken's head, but before he touched the rock, he was struck by a burst of lightning Hit the wrist.

Even after death, the body of the titan guardian is filled with enormous power, which seems to represent the majesty of the guardian and cannot be desecrated by mortals.

"Aha! We killed a god!"

Garrosh shook his numb wrist, turned back and beat his brother Dranosh's chest hard, and shouted to the orc soldiers behind him:

"Brothers! Today, we are all godslayers! When Loken's head hangs on the gate of Orgrimmar, all orcs will sing our legend!"

"We won! Brothers!"

"We have defeated the gods! Cheers!"

Garrosh's shout made those human warriors who didn't like orcs couldn't help cheering. After all, to be able to step on the battlefield, and come here, to witness the fall of the fallen god, and to participate in it personally. For a warrior, is there a greater legend than this?

Not to mention, after returning home after the war, these heroes will inevitably be awarded various honorary titles by the kingdom and the church, and they will also receive many rewards. Live well on your laurels! They ran to the barren mountains of the North Pole to do their best, wasn't it just for this? And who would refuse such a good thing?

nobody!

The dwarves also fulfilled their promise. On this night, in the hall of Lightning, which was as brilliant as a miracle, the dwarves distributed the spirits. The majestic hall has also become gentle.

Soon, the news of Loken's fall also spread back to the headquarters of Xueliu Plain, and there was another burst of celebration. The news of victory seemed to have wings, and was quickly delivered to the hands of various forces, so soon, The whole world knows, mortals... for the first time in history confronted the gods, and... victorious!

This is a victory for mortals throughout Azeroth, and it is a day to remember!

Of course, for the leaders, there are still many things to consider. Now that the Hall of Rock and the Hall of Lightning have fallen into their hands, it is time to try to open the gate of Ulduar!

It's time to break into that city of titans and unearth the ultimate secret of this world!

But now, let the tired soldiers take a good rest, and savor the good taste of victory!

Come on, cheers!

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