The question of which one is stronger in cosmic magic is a bit controversial.

After all, there are still many true gods who have broken their hands, and who hasn't been able to pretend to be a ghost.

But which one is stronger in cosmic technology, find Titans in the Pantheon!

Originally, there were no starships in the Twisted Void, but after the fall of Sargeras, there were starships.

Although the Burning Legion's Meditation Dafa is very easy to use, and the magic reform is very successful, the template used by the Chaos Demons is still the one that Sargeras brought from the Pantheon.

In a nutshell, the Burning Legion's starships are magical technology, but ultimately the power of magic, the embodiment of the chaotic nature of the Void.

But Medivan's Karazan is different.

The Pantheon has led the universe for three million years, and the ability to innovate has never been lost, and after obtaining the supreme authority from the Casting World, Medivan directly used the Titan's blueprint to build the Karazan, which can almost represent the highest warship technology of the Pantheon.

This is the crushing of tonnage, the brilliance of caliber.

Medivan thought for less than a thousandth of a second before making a decision.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying, and the cannons were blasting.

In an instant, the control room seemed to disappear, and in the empty universe, only Medivin and the little man Cromie beside him were the only ones.

Medivan waved his staff, and the distance in space seemed to be turned into a toy under the power of the astral mage, and under the effect of the "magnification mirror", the Burning Legion starship a light year away was visible to the naked eye like a large model.

"Full power charging."

【Main Gun Charge Completed】

"Attack."

【Command Verification Completed】

As the mechanical terminal voice came, the Karazan's Star Destroyer cannon crossed a distance of light years, accurately hitting the Burning Legion's battleship, sending the battleship and the demons on the ship back to the Twisted Void to reread.

"Oh my God, that's cool!"

With a sigh of praise from Chromie, the holographic perception system in the control room went offline, and the empty command center returned to reality.

"Without this ship, I wouldn't have gone to the Dark Universe to fool around."

Medivan pondered for a moment, thought about the gains and losses, and made sure that his judgment was in line with the current interests.

So, after a brief time for Kromie's tout, the Karazan arrived at the coordinates that Adar said he had given.

There was no earth-shattering light and shadow effect, and the magic derived from Pantheon technology directly pierced through the dimensional wall, sending Medivan to the silent dark cosmic space.

This is where epochs overlap, the edge of the real and the unreal.

As a race that has undergone at least two generational changes, Naru can survive from the extinction of the universe to the next rebirth, which is not unrelated to the dark cosmic space.

Even inside the distorted void, there are stars, energy surges, and entropy increases and decreases.

But in this dark cosmic space, there is a real dead silence, a space almost as big as the material world, except for the secrets hidden by the dead ancestor Naru and the living Naru, there is nothing at all, and it is simply a cosmic space that exists for the sake of existence.

It is also such a special space that allows Naru to survive the change of the cosmic era.

In such a special space, there are no clear coordinates, and if you want to find something, it is not called looking for a needle in a haystack at all, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a fish for sodium chloride in a haystack.

So when Medivan searched for the remains of the deceased Ancestor Naru that Adal mentioned, he did not receive any interference.

Perhaps this unique dark cosmic space itself is the biggest obstacle and guarantee.

All this is seen in Chromie's eyes, and there is a subtle distortion that it is difficult to guard against house thieves day and night.

But who really cares.

Retrieving the dried core of the Progenitor Naru back to the Karazan, Medivan carefully tested its magical properties with the care expected of a mage.

Nothing, like an ordinary meteorite fragment.

After thinking about it again, Medivan ordered the control terminal to activate the Karazan's highest level of internal protection, and then took out the echo of power taken from Carlos, and attempted to reactivate the extinct Ancestor Naru.

"Uh, failed?"

Chromi watched as Medivan pressed his palm against the dried core of the Ancestor Naru, and then there was no more.

The parched core didn't respond.

But Chromie didn't dare to disturb Medivan, so he waited on the sidelines.

It's just that the bronze dragon from Azeroth doesn't know that a monstrous wave has been set off in Medivan's spiritual world.

It was not only the extinct ancestor Naru who knew the secrets of that year, but also two other heavyweights———— Al-Mansour and Sargeras.

And at this moment, all the conditions are in place.

Reverberations of power from Almansur, soul fragments from Sargeras, the progenitor Naruna was expected to act as the dry core of the amplifier.

Medivan's consciousness was swept away by a torrent of power and trapped in his body, and a majestic and vicissitudes of life voice sighed, "My arrogant and paranoid brother."

Although Medivin had never heard of it, he knew it, and there was a kind of tearful excitement, it was Al-Mansour.

With this voice as an anchor, Medivan witnessed a grand dispute.

After the last Great Crusade, the Pantheon Titans returned from Azeroth, on the frontier of civilization.

The Titans of the High Rank have their own duties, Al-Mansur continues his research on life forms, and Sargeras faithfully fulfills his mission to suppress the Twisted Void.

It seems to be no different from every day for three million years.

However, the Titans of the Pantheon understood that this great expedition was a failure in terms of purpose.

The Titans are the guardians of order, not simply the defenders of life, and the Titans have the power of the gods, but they are not gods.

Because the gods are immortal, but although the Titans live a long life, they will eventually usher in the day of death.

This is the truth of the Pantheon's great development of the universe———— the Titans reforge order in the universe and spread life, not to be idle and unhappy, but to have essential needs.

The Titans hope to find their own evolutionary path by observing the evolution of life.

However, all I got was disappointment after disappointment.

Whether it is the species in which the Titans intervened, or the evolution of the original evolution, the evolution of life has not exceeded the records of the Titans' database.

Those mortals who praise the power of the Creator do not understand the sorrow of the Creator.

With the exception of Almansur, the father of the gods, no second Titan is immortal.

Over the years, more and more first-generation Titans and second-generation Titans are coming to the end of their lives.

In such an environment, as the original Titan evolved from the Star Soul, Sargeras inevitably fell into confused thinking.

God laughs when humans think, and Sargeras's thinking endures the Void Will for 10,000 years.

How the Dreadlord was able to disturb Sargeras's thoughts.

There is a great terror between life and death, and the real root of Sargeras's fall is his thinking about life and death, which directly shakes his perception of existence.

Sargeras returned to the Pantheon to seek answers from his brother Al-Mansur.

"We, did we do something wrong. Is our so-called reforging order also destroying the possibility of the evolution of life, and we have turned the entire universe into what we are? ”

Almansour told Sargeras in few words and with many facts that there was nothing wrong with the Pantheon, and that images of the past flowed through Sargeras's mind like a marquee with Al-Mansour's power.

"Life is so fragile and precious, if care is wrong, then what is right."

Sargeras blurted out.

"Natural selection, in fact, survival, life is an accidental miracle, we should not intervene."

Not to be overly intervening, Sargeras directly denied the Pantheon's course of action.

There was no right or wrong in this kind of philosophical discussion, and this time the discussion broke up unhappily.

Almansur was a little sullen.

Since his beginning, the first Titans were conceived by the Star Soul, with a lifespan of hundreds of millions of years, and possess great power.

But Almansur himself understands that the life forms of the Titans are not perfect.

The Pantheon Titans, which evolved after their original Titans, have a long lifespan of millions of years, but they will eventually come to an end.

Is it really wrong?

Al-Mansour used his authority to question the universe itself.

As a powerful person who controls time and space, the prophetic power of the Father of the Gods is almost equivalent to the root suppression of cause and effect.

When Al-Mansour "attacked his shield with his spear", a tragedy was born.

As the spokesperson of the cosmic order side, the moment he began to doubt himself, the power of the chaotic will was unprecedentedly high.

For three million years, the Twisted Void, a seedbed of chaos, had been suppressed, and when the will of the Void found an outlet, Almansur foresaw a sad truth.

Himself and Sargeras, one of them must be the spokesperson of the Twisted Void.

This is the "Destiny" that the Father of the Gods spied on from countless possibilities.

"No, it shouldn't be like that."

Almansur was not satisfied with this outcome, believing that his foresight was not strong enough, so he asked to include Iona and Nogannon. Gogonais and other siblings helped themselves.

Almansur wanted to gather the most powerful power of the Pantheon ever to discover a path to happiness for all Titans from the truth of the universe.

He wanted to defend order and save Sargeras.

However, the very act of doing so led to a terrible result......

Almansour's consciousness permeates the entire universe, and while he is omniscient and omnipotent, he also loses himself.

And Sargeras, upon learning of this fact, plunged into the deepest darkness.

Sargeras believes that it was his actions that caused Almansur's disorientation, and that the only way to regain Almansour's will was to burn the entire universe.

So, Sargeras bowed to the Void Will, cast the demons he imprisoned, and formed the Burning Legion.

But when the noble Sargeras transformed into a Fallen Titan, he was no longer him, and the instincts of chaos filled his body

As a result, Agrama, who was not summoned by Mansour, could only helplessly carry the banner of the Pantheon against the once most revered boss, Sargeras.

Putting aside the unfathomable power, this memory from the depths of Sargeras's soul fragments is completely a bloody eight-o'clock romance drama.

Egwene succeeded in suppressing the erosion of Sargeras's soul fragments on his son Medivan, but the Guardians of Azeroth did not have the power to completely remove the soul fragments of the Fallen Titans.

So Medivan must leave Azeroth for the astral plane.

When the reverberations of power from Almansur in Carlos's body were amplified by the Ancestor Naru's Silence Core to activate the soul memories within the Medi Style, the Astral Mage learned how the whole event had happened from Sargeras's point of view.

"Medivan, why are you crying?"

Tens of thousands of years of grievances and hatred were just a flick of a finger in Chromie's eyes, and Miss Bronze Dragon didn't understand why the astral mage was crying.

"I'm such a fool that I have personally separated the fragments of Amansur's will from the echoes of power......"

"Huh?!"

Chromie didn't understand what Medivan was talking about.

"No wonder Sargeras is so obsessed with Azeroth...... Because in Azeroth, Almansur and the moon god teamed up to set up the Great Barrier of Azeroth, and Almansur used part of his will to forge the flow of time. ”

"Wait, what do you mean, you mean ......"

"I messed things up."

"Wait, let's make it clear, ...... in the end"

Medivan looked at the empty palm.

"I personally stifled the possibility of a return to Al-Mansour's consciousness...... Hahaha, I don't know where the Burning Legion's recruitment registration is, is it too late for me to join now? ”