The Pantheon, this is not only the council of the Titan beings who carry the Arcane Order in the stars, but it also refers to a real Arcane Sanctum.

This temple itself represents the manifestation of the arcane power in the stars, and its existence, like the sea of death seen by Tyrion, is the node of the six basic powers of the stars, and through this temple, the Titans can tune the arcane power in the stars.

This is also the reason why the six weak Titan Spirits are sure to be able to seal the dark Titan Sargeras, as long as the Titan Spirits are in the pantheon, Sargeras is equivalent to facing the aggregation of arcane power under the entire star, frankly, this is not enough to kill Sargeras, but it is more than enough for sealing only.

"Buzz"

With the mysterious incantation of the Dream Weaver Nogannon and the windless automaticity of the book in his hand, a door extending into the starry void slowly opened.

It was like a mirror condensed by magic, like the surface of the water with waves flipping, through the light, you could vaguely see the projection of countless worlds under the stars, it seemed to be located in the deepest part of the stars, but it seemed to exist in every inch of the starry sky, between the shadows and shadows, so that the right eye of the great lord reflected a slightly chaotic light.

Until Tyrion took off his black blindfold, and in the reflection of the gem in his left eye, the projection of those thousands of worlds suddenly dissipated, replaced by an unpretentious door to the stars, like a door to the unknown, simple and solemn.

"This is the Pantheon."

Nogannon put away the tome, and the Keeper's Titan Spirit's soul luster dimmed a little, and he coughed lightly, explaining to the High Lord:

"It exists in countless timelines and countless dimensions at the same time, even the Dark Titan Sargeras does not want to destroy it from the outside world, this is the manifestation of the arcane arts, in some magical civilizations, those great arcanists, will call it the 'Arcane Throne' or 'Seat of Ten Thousand Laws', only those creatures who have gone to the extreme in the arcane way can sense the existence of the Pantheon."

"And they can only step into it if we invite them."

The High King Almansur said in a deep voice, and then strode into the gate that reflected the arcane light with the thunder cane, and the other titans rushed in, and the Great Lord was the last to step into the magic shaped star gate, the moment he stepped into it, this solid arcane gate seemed to have completed its mission, and in the cold wind of the death world, it turned into a little starlight and dissipated in place.

The power of pure arcane power swept through the Great Lord's body like a storm, obscuring his vision, this step was like truly stepping into the stars, but before he could feel that strange weightlessness feeling, his shoes stepped on the solid ground, and the arcane light in front of the High Lord's eyes slowly dissipated, and a small temple, suspended in the lonely stars, appeared in front of him.

This is the Pantheon!

It wasn't vast, not even as majestic as the Church of Light in the world of Azeroth, in fact, it even looked a little shabby on the surface, and the entire temple was as big as his lonely castle in the Dead Realm, and you could even see your head at a glance, but this arcane temple suspended in the stars was extremely thick.

Every inch of its earth, every ornament, is entirely made of steel, and it is covered with simple geometric patterns, but when put together, it has an unusually solemn feeling, and its main color is a mixture of low bronze and gold, but it does not appear luxurious.

This steely temple is circular in shape and has three orders.

The highest level is 14 towering pillars erected on the edge of the temple, supporting the semicircular dome of the temple, and above the dome, is a picture of the beginning of the stars, on the stone pillars there is no carving, there is no embellishment, and between the columns, there is a hollow wall that intertwines the entire temple, one by one, outside the square, you can vaguely see a quiet star, and in the simplicity, there is a shocking atmosphere.

The second level of the temple is a ring, on which are placed the thrones of 7 ancient Titans, including Sargeras, and the throne is not as ornate as the throne, but more like a chair made of steel, just like the high-backed chair used by Tyrion when he entertained the souls of the Titans in the Dead Realm, and at the top of each throne, there is a white crystal, which is full of the purest arcane power.

Further down the Circle of Thrones, that is, the third level of the temple, is a large circular platform, the precise rings seem to be set together, constantly rotating along the central axis, but if you look closely, it seems that there is no rotation at all, and in the central axis of this circle, there is a huge arcane mirror, like a container for gathering power, and like a portal.

"This is the Pantheon..."

Tyrion looked at the quaint and atmospheric temple in front of him, he sighed silently, and felt like he was revisiting the old place, but this time, he was really standing on the floor of the Pantheon.

"Say it, Deathwalker."

The six Titan Spirits sat in their seats, and the arcane power from the stars began to ease their fatigue, and Almansur, the King of the Gods, whispered:

"No one here can hear our conversation, not even Sargeras, say it, tell me what you think, tell me what you're going to do."

Facing the gaze of the six Titans, Tyrion did not sell it anymore, he waved his hand, cut the space, and six things appeared in front of him and the Titan Spirit, and under the manipulation of the will of the Great Lord, they slowly levitated in front of the corresponding Titans.

An ancient shield that corresponds to the power of the guardian Agrama.

A jewel wrapped in time, corresponding to the power of the Supreme King Al-Mansur.

On one side is a platinum disc that stores endless secrets, corresponding to the power of Nogannon the Dream Weaver.

Five broken stones, connected to each other, correspond to the power of Gogonas the Angry Drinker.

A quaint rock-carved hammer that corresponds to the power of the Shaper Kazgros.

Finally, there is a purple gem, which is the manifestation of the power of life that Ionar the Giver of Life had handed over to Freya, the Guardian of Life, and gave Alexstasa the Oath of Life, corresponding to the power of Ionar the Giver of Life.

The Great Lord spread his hands, he raised his head, his right eye was clear, he looked at the 6 Titans in front of him, and said:

"Elune's body is up to me to do for her, but Elune's soul and will need your help to grow..."

"I can do everything I can to stop the Dark Titan in the Dead Realm, but in this world, Elune needs to save herself, I need that girl to grow as fast as she can, I need her to shoulder her mission, I need her..."

"Become a qualified fighter!"

The Titans' eyes widened, but they were silent, they already knew the meaning of the High Lord's words, and Tyrion said calmly:

"Tens of thousands of years ago, you were able to give your power to the guardian dragon through the guardian as a relay of energy, and I believe that now, you can also give the blessing of your remaining strength and soul to Elune, to your loved ones who need the most help now, through the holy relics that have been connected with your souls."

"Yes, it's a pity, but I need you to sacrifice yourselves..."

There was a dead silence in the halls of the entire pantheon, and even the most knowledgeable Supreme King, Almansur, was shocked by Tyrion's idea, and the wisest dreamweaver Noganon muttered to himself, while the Shaper Kazgros made eye contact with Gogonas beside him, and the defender Agrama looked at the shield he had left behind in Azeroth, and the mighty Titan warrior couldn't help but ask:

"You planned all this? From the beginning of the Burning Legion's search for the Holy Hammer to the current step, it is all under your control? You've already made the decision you made today... It's unimaginable. ”

Faced with Agrama's exclamation, the High Lord shook his head, and he said:

"We are facing the most powerful gods in the stars, and we must be prepared in advance for such an opponent, and this is the best I can think of."

"Have you ever wondered..."

The Life Giver Ionar, the Life Titan of the Elder Sapling on his head, couldn't help but ask:

"What if Elune loses?"

"What if she doesn't stop Sargeras in this world? After all, she is just a child, even if we sacrifice ourselves and transfer all our strength and combat experience to her, forcibly elevate her to maturity, a fledgling little girl, no matter how great her potential is, how can she fight against the countless kills of Sargeras? That's the first powerhouse in the Pantheon! ”

Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief from this question, and he blinked his right eye and said to the Giver of Life:

"With the combination of a sturdy Titan body and a mature World Spirit, even Elune really loses... At least she can escape! If she follows your method, she won't even have a chance to escape..."

"What's more, there is me on the frontal battlefield!"

The ten fingers of the Great Lord were clenched, and he said:

"I just need Elune to hold on in this world... Hold on until Sargeras is forced to retreat, we don't really need to defeat Sargeras, we just need to let him see Elune's power, see Elune's will, see Elune's potential, Sargeras has been an enemy of the Void all his life, I believe that after seeing Elune's strength, he will understand. ”

"The future of these stars is definitely not in the ruins and ashes that burn all things..."

"Pure destruction can never bring hope! Brutal punishment without teaching will never allow living beings to truly learn the lesson. ”

Tyrion looked at the 6 Titans in front of him, and he took a deep breath:

"If you really think Elune is hope, then let the stars see this spark of hope!"

The Great Lord looked at the Titans' expressions, this is a matter of self-sacrifice, even if the Titans are the extreme manifestation of the Arcane Dao, but they are also living beings, and they also have their own feelings and thoughts, in the face of eternal death, they will hesitate, this is human nature.

Therefore, the High Lord took out the fragment of the soul that belonged to Argus, and he said to the Titans:

"Remember, the Origin Forge you set up in the world of Azeroth?"

Hearing this, Nogannon the Dream Weaver paused for a moment, he nodded, and then he heard the High Lord say:

"That instrument, using the stored Titan energy to wash the entire world, reshape the world ecology, to achieve the result of the restart of all things, I have been thinking, Argus the Silencer, is there any possibility of resurrection for this poor fellow..."

"Then I thought about it, he has!"

Tyrion looked at the soul fragment in his palm, and he said to the Titans:

"If we can survive this catastrophe, I will also set up an Origin Forge in the core of Argus's world, and then return Argus's soul to the world that gave birth to him, and let the Titan energy of the Origin Forge reshape the complete ecology of Argus, I don't know if this will allow the Silencer to enter the 'reincarnation' of life, but if it can..."

The Grand Lord looked at the Titans, and he said in a serious and serious tone:

"If the spirit of the world of Argus is reinvented, then I will send my most loyal subordinates to search the entire stellar to find suitable breeding planets for the six of you, and preserve your soul fragments in the same way, so that you too can reappear as Titans in that hopeful new era of stars after a long time..."

Tyrion held up two fingers and said:

"Terion. In the name of the Dawn Blade, I swear, I will do it! ”

After the Great Lord finished talking about all his chips, he put down his fingers and stood quietly on the ground of the Pantheon, the pale light of the Sea of Death Star was called, wrapped around the body of the Great Lord, and with only a slight call, the deadly death blade would appear in his hand.

Tyrion looked at the 6 Titans with different expressions in front of him with an indifferent gaze, his tone gradually became ruthless and cold, all the calculations, all the plans have been carried out to the last link, in this matter related to the survival of Azeroth and the stars, there is no longer a need for the Great Lord to be indecisive.

The shadow of death was cast on the steel earth of the Pantheon, and the sharp killing intent was hidden, and Tyrion reached out and removed the black blindfold from his left eye, and in the endless reflection of the pale jewel, he whispered:

"Now... Ladies and gentlemen. ”

"It's up to you to make a choice."