The ruins of Makere in the eternal night seem a little quiet and a little weird, after all, this is the necropolis of the world of Argus, except for some half-demons who need to draw on the undead for experiments, no one in their right mind will appear here, even after demonization, they still have a fluctuating heart and soul.

Today, however, in the small cemetery where Akmund's soul stone was dug up, the excavated earth had not even been filled in, instead, a hexagonal, dark, blasphemous altar was suspended above the barren ground, and judging by the glowing magic patterns, the altar was clearly activated.

The leader of the group of Eredas who robbed the tomb before respectfully held the heart-sized soul stone in his hands, knelt before the altar, and the Eredas who came with him knelt behind him.

He raised the soul stone in his hand high, sincerely placed it in the depression of the altar in front of him, took two steps back, and shouted,

"Great, eternal, supreme dark titan Sargeras, your very existence is older than this absurd universe, your brilliance cannot hide even a trace of the omnipresent darkness and sunshine, your faithful servant is here to pray to you, to offer you sacrifices, we implore you, to descend on Argus, your glory, your legions have been defeated, this is a humiliating defeat, only you in the supreme can turn defeat into victory, can..."

"Rubbish!"

A thunderous voice rang out from the altar, and the next moment black flames burned on the bodies of the Eridans who knelt down and prayed, and they didn't even cry out, and the moment the flames ignited, they were reduced to ashes.

When the abyss is condensed, the abyss is also looking back at you, but it is not interested in you, because you are meaningless to it, everyone expects that they can be rewarded by the superiors, but they never think that his existence itself is just like a speck of dust to the superiors, meaningless.

He may pinch you to death because he is in a bad mood, or reward you with a pillar of fire because he is in a good mood, the most tragic thing in the world is like this, the least worthless thing may be a passionate loyalty, especially when they choose a chaotic existence as their faith.

Akmund's soul stone slowly rose into the air under the traction of mysterious power, even if the archdemon was sluggish, he had already realized that something was wrong at this time, he struggled frantically, trying to free himself from that kind of imprisonment, but even in his heyday, he could not be the opponent of the Dark Titan, not to mention that now, he was just a remnant soul hiding in the soul stone and surviving.

"No! Great master, great Sargeras, I am your loyal servant, don't!"

"Click"

As soon as the first sentence of Akmund's cry for mercy was finished, the soul stone seemed to be held from side to side by an invisible hand, and then suddenly forced, completely breaking it from the center, and the purple soul escaped from the soul stone, and he could barely see that it was Akmund's form, he glanced back in fear, and then quickly rushed out, as if he wanted to escape from here, but before he could take two steps, he was pulled towards the altar by a black hole-like attraction.

"Losers don't deserve my name, you and Kilgardan are both losers! become a sacrifice to my coming, this is the last meaning of your existence. ”

"No... Not !!"

Akmund's purple soul was sucked into the altar, and above the altar, a dark crack visible to the naked eye appeared in the sky, as if some powerful being wanted to completely tear it open and turn it into a gate that could enter and exit at will, but at the moment when Akmund's soul was about to be completely devoured, a pillar of fire that lit up from the space burst out, mixed with crimson and silver-white light, and the light blade completely shattered one-third of Akmund's soul.

This big demon didn't even finish his last words, and he was completely dismembered by two guys he couldn't provoke, and the real body and spirit were destroyed.

The sword slashed at the right time, and the black crack had expanded to most of the sky, like a black mirror placed horizontally between heaven and earth, and the storm of the void raged in it, leading to the unknown, as if there would be a destructive being striding out of it in the next moment.

But the sacrifice of Akmund is incomplete, and a third of it has been cut off by Dick, so the door has not been fully opened, but it will not be delayed for long! The altar has been activated, the coordinates of Argus and the place where Sargeras is have been joined, and the Dark Titan only needs a little time to pinpoint the precise positioning, and he can step into the world of Argus with one foot.

Standing in front of the dark mirror that tore everything apart, Dick could feel his hair blowing, everything around him slowly withering under the wind of the void, not artistic, around Dick, the remnants of the ruins were weathering at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had taken away all the time of their existence.

Dark debris flew in the air, the cloak behind Dick was hunting, and the eternal night in the sky was torn apart at this moment, revealing a miserable white light on the horizon, like the dawn of destruction.

Just standing here, Sargeras's momentum seeped out of the dark mirror, making Dick feel that it was hard to breathe, could he really fight such an opponent?

"You're... The newborn Titans? No, no, no... With this breath, you have embarked on the path of the Titans!"

The spirit of Sargeras weighed on Dick's heart like a mountain, he couldn't even take the initiative to cut off this contact, he couldn't do it, the strength of his opponent was simply crushing, in front of him, Dick couldn't even seek a trace of purity, the whispering of thousands of souls upset him, and the silver-white flames bloomed on the surface of Dick's body, and with the help of the fire of order that burned wantonly, Dick barely kept those voices out of his body.

"Dark Titan?"

Dick asked in his spirit, "I've always wondered how it is possible for you to be captured by Chaos with your presence?

"Hehe... You're the first person to talk to me like that in a long time, and I miss the feeling of being an equal, but... Little creature, what qualifications do you have for me to answer your curiosity, or are you going to stand there and ask me about it when I'm about to pass?"

Dick took a deep breath,

"I'll be waiting for you here!"

"Okay! In return for your courage, I'll tell you... How can you defeat demons if you don't become demons? How can you restrain the void if you don't understand it? Now... Run, let me experience the hunt I haven't seen in a long time, and let me see if your existence that has embarked on the Path of Titans will surprise me. ”

"I'm not going to run away! I'll be waiting for you here!"

Dick gritted his teeth, the voice sneered, and stopped responding, as if Dick could no longer arouse his interest, Dick glanced at the dark rift mirror, he took a step back, dodged away from the unrecognizable ruins of Makere, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in the chaos of the Crocoun base.

"Viren!"

Dick shouted, and a moment later, the old prophet with the staff of salvation appeared in front of Dick, and he was about to speak, but suddenly he saw the little Ereda girl who was crawling on Dick's shoulder and looking left and right, and when they looked at each other, Viren's throat made a coughing sound, as if he was frightened, and he took a step back in shock, obviously, the old prophet knew who it was.

"Hey, I've seen you!"

Agus didn't see Viren's surprise, she sat on Dick's shoulder and beckoned to Viren, "Once upon a time, you always danced with them, and I loved watching you dance, but why did you leave? Is it because of that grumpy uncle?"

In the face of the Star Spirit's questioning, Viren was speechless, but Dick took Argus off his shoulder and put it on the ground, and then took the Star Spirit's hand and handed it to Viren, he looked at Viren and whispered,

"Take her to Azeroth!

Viren's whole body was shocked, and he subconsciously puffed up his chest, and replied firmly, "I will protect her with my life and soul, thank you, Dick, for bringing us something really important!"

Dick shook his head, he crouched down and patted Argus on the head,

"You follow Viren to Azeroth, and I'll be back soon, little girl, are you willing to give me your home?"

Argus tilted his head to look at Dick, and there was a hint of doubt in his blue eyes,

"But I've given you my home, where do I live?"

Dick smiled at her, took out the World Scepter, and placed it in her hand, this thing represented a part of Azeroth's existence, allowing Argus to live in it temporarily,

"I will give you a new home, a warm, playful, happy home. ”

Argus took the beautiful starry World Scepter, she loved it, she tossed and turned it for a few seconds, and then nodded to Dick,

"Alright then, I'll give Argus to you!"

At this moment, the whole world roared, and Dick's will completely merged with this broken world at this moment, and in Viren's eyes, Dick's body at this moment was raised to an unimaginable level, as terrifying as a real god.

Spiritual promotion, symbolic existence, the body of the planet... The last step is to complete it thoroughly.

Dick felt that every breath he took represented the breath of this cruel world, and he controlled the entire broken world while also enduring the endless pain of this world.

The pain of the ground being torn, the pain of the sky being obscured, the pain of the water being dried up, the pain of being fragmented, the pain of spreading from the bone marrow made Dick can't help but bare his teeth, but his spirit is now so tenacious that he didn't let out a cry of pain, and after being accustomed to putting the future of the whole of Azeroth on his shoulders, it doesn't matter if he adds another planet's suffering.

"Arrived at a new home... I want to get along with everyone~"

Dick patted Argus's head, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, the little girl reached out and helped him wipe the sweat, Dick smiled gently at her, "Say a word to my wives for me, I love them... If I haven't been back for a long time, tell Anvena and let her take care of them for me, remember?"

"Hmm!"

Agus nodded vigorously, held the World Scepter in his arms, looked at Dick who turned away, and waved at him,

"Come back soon, Dick!"

Dick waved his hand behind him without looking back, and said in the minds of Viren and Illidan, Odin,

"He's got a maximum of 3 hours left to break through the Void Blockade... Go ahead, take as many people as you can, go back... Go back to Draenor, go back to Azeroth, and bring back the news of our victory!"

"What about you! Dick... What's the point of winning without you?"

"If I can't go back, tell them... Dick is dead, dead in battle with the darkest creatures in the universe, and he's got what he gets..."

Dick's voice trembled a little, "This is my mission, this is what I have to do... Someone has to stay behind to stop him, or none of you will be able to leave!"

"Let's go, never come back..."

Silver flames ignited outside the paladin's body, covering his presence in brilliant silver-white armor, and the power of the gods flying with a layer of flame, as well as the brilliant galactic wings behind him, and the crown of order above his head, the holy streak of order that surrounded his body, the shield of Agrama on his left hand, and Tisharacher Flame Ripper on his right hand.

The whole heaven and earth roared at this moment, and in the silver light that pierced through the heavens and the earth, Dick's figure was the deepest stroke in that painting.

And beyond the world, in the invisible void rift, the first flames began to burn.

Darkness has come, the world... Scream!