The Azeroth Vanguard cooperated with the Ethereal Spirit and began to build a wartime fortress in the Argus world, because the headquarters has set a strategy of "attrition and counterattack", so the Argus world, as the first battlefield, must complete the comprehensive connection with the Azeroth world, and on each defense line, there are military-level portals being built to a specific area of Azeroth.

So that when the High Command activates the "Final Battle Plan", the warriors of Argus can withdraw to Azeroth as quickly as possible.

In the strategy of the High Command, the world of Argus will become a "quagmire" that consumes the power of the Burning Legion, and the real Armageddon will be carried out in the vast world of Azeroth, with a large number of troops, and more importantly, according to the words exchanged between the Dark Blade Legion and the Command that act secretly, only in the decisive battle in the world of Azeroth, the mysterious Death Realm can give the greatest support to the soldiers of the Civilization Alliance.

As time went by, Observer Algalon had traveled back and forth between Azeroth and the stars several times, and the news from the astral spirit watcher who could quickly travel through the stars was not encouraging.

According to Algalon, countless demons have already assembled in various star regions, and they only need to wait for the Dark Titan to arrive in Azeroth, and wait for Sargeras to open the door to the worlds, and then the demonic frenzy raging under the entire group of stars will be integrated into this land of perseverance and decisive battle.

On top of that, Sargeras, who has crossed the stars, has reached a galaxy 3 million light-years away from Azeroth, and according to the Dark Titan's footsteps, he will reach Azeroth in a maximum of one month.

The Dark Titan walked unhurriedly, and seemed to deliberately leave enough time for the world of Azeroth to respond, he did not seem to be in a hurry to destroy this magical world, but to wait for the world to be ready for all counterattacks, and then use unrivaled power to teach this group of stars a good lesson to the civilization that dared to disobey him, and did not know whether to live or die.

The domineering and majestic spirit of the strongest creatures of the stars, at this decisive juncture, under the interpretation of the path of destruction across the stars, seems so real and so desperate.

No matter what the Dark Titan wants to do, no matter how powerful the Dark Titan is, there is no way back for Azeroth and even the creatures in the stars who have been exiled by the Burning Legion.

Yui, fight to the death!

"Wow"

The rift in the realm of death unfolds in a dead galaxy, and Lord Sarufar, who controls the body of the mechanical undead, carries his thunderous twin swords, and walks out in a waddling state unique to the mechanical undead, stepping on this strange quicksand planet, which is a wild land with no signs of life, maybe civilization was born on this planet, but now, all the truth and history are buried under this vast yellow sand.

On the face of Sarufar's metal skeleton, the eyes made of the two gems looked left and right, and then stretched out his hand and crushed a teleportation stone engraved with Titan runes, after the news was sent, the mechanical skeleton wearing a black dark blade military uniform stayed in place so quietly, more than ten minutes passed in a flash, with the low roar of the engine, Sarufar raised the face of the metal skeleton, and saw a golden shuttle, in the yellow sand flying in the sky, rolled up a dry sandstorm, and rotated with a precise drift, Levitated in front of the mechanical undead.

"Bang"

The hatch of the shuttle opened, and Mimiron, a mechanical guardian dressed in strange armor, jumped out of the shuttle, the body temperature of the mechanical guardian was extremely hot, and the strange armor outside of his body even showed signs of melting, as if he had just taken a bath in magma.

"The undead! You've interrupted my important work! ”

The short, bearded mechanical guardian stood in front of Sarufar, and Mimiron looked at the expressionless mechanical undead in front of him, and he screamed:

"You'd better give me a good reason."

"On the orders of the Great Lord, I have sent you important 'materials'."

Sarufar's mechanical undead had no expression on his metal skeleton's face, but he didn't need an expression either, the small, easily moving mechanical body was like clothing to the Heroic Spirit, and in essence, the body of the 2-meter-tall mechanical skeleton was no different from the 20-meter-tall war mech.

With the wave of Sarufar's metal fingers, the rift in the Dead Realm that was waiting for the order behind him opened again, like a passage filled with darkness, and more than 30 mechanical undead silently pushed a huge black container with wheels underneath, pushing it from the Dead Realm into the vast yellow sand of the planet.

"What is this?"

Mimiron, the mechanical guardian, felt a different aura from the long box, and a hint of surprise flashed across the mechanical gnome's round face, and the thrusters under his two small short legs activated, spewing flames like an engine, carrying the mechanical gnome into the sky, like a jump, landing on the black container in front of him.

Mimiron opened the observation opening above the black box, and Mimiron was taken aback by the fact that the completely white and ossified face of Argus the Destroyer came into view.

"It's the Body of a Titan! But how ... How did it become like this? ”

The mechanical guardian's nervous screams didn't surprise Sarufar.

After a long time of contact with these seemingly majestic Titan Guardians, it is not difficult to find that these Titan Creations also have their own complete personalities and daily preferences, such as the great guardian Rai who likes calligraphy, Freya and the Cat Queen, the life guardian who likes to raise cats and dogs, Torim the Storm Guardian who likes to watch gladiatorial matches, and Mimiron, who loves engineering and is a little crazy.

A few minutes later, after Mimiron had finished his nerves, the Death Lord spoke to the Guardian:

"Is there a problem with the High Lord asking you to fuse Agrama with the Titan Body of Argus to make a new body for Elune?"

"Questions? Of course! ”

Mimiron scratched his round head, and on his ball-like face, two funny thick eyebrows were raised, and he shouted to the Lord of Death in front of him:

"Originally, we only needed 2 healthy stars, one to melt Agrama's body, and then forged in the core of another star, and now there is another Titan body, which means that we have to find another healthy star, which makes the amount of computation 3 times higher out of thin air! We're also going to redesign Lord Elune's Titans..."

"She is a Titan lady who loves beauty, so the Titan body must not appear bloated and stout, it must show the elegance of a woman, but not lose strength... It's a headache! We've already made a plan, and now we're going to do it all over again! Time... The most important time, it may be a little too late! ”

"The shape of the Titan's Body doesn't need to be redesigned!"

The Death Lord Sarufar took a heavy white scroll from the Heroic Knights behind him, and he handed it to Mimiron, saying:

"The High Lord has already designed it for his servant Loki, and what you have to do is to create the perfect Titan Body for Lord Elune according to this drawing."

"Huh?"

Mimiron snorted, and the mechanical guardian unfolded the drawings in his hand suspiciously, and at a glance, the dense annotations made people dizzy, this did not look like a casting drawing, but rather an assembly drawing similar to the war mecha of the Darkblade Legion, which was a prototype with countless precision parts combined together, and then put into the core of the star for final smelting and casting, so as to achieve the final fusion of countless parts.

The final product on the drawings is also similar to the appearance of the war body, with beautiful geometric patterns and futuristic sci-fi style fusion, it looks more beautiful and gorgeous than the body currently made by the Dark Blade, and most importantly, behind this body, there is a pair of metal wings, not only decorations, but also special pushers and weapon designs.

Mimiron's mechanical eyes widened, and after a moment, the mechanical gnome looked up and looked at Sarufar:

"If it's an assembly like this, then there should still be time for melting, this thing looks perfect, can I ask, does this thing have a name?"

"Yes!"

Sarufar's mechanical skull head nodded, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's a 'fate'-class mech designed for Lord Elune, and the High Lord calls it...'Lady of Fate', he said, it's a birthday present for Lord Elune..."

"Goddess of Fate?"

The mechanical guardian Mimiron's stubby fingers caressed the blueprint in front of him, and he couldn't help but look up at the sun hanging in the sky, in this remote galaxy, in the circle of the healthy sun, in the center of the great burning fireball, Agrama's Titan body was placed in the core of the star in the shape of a "large".

Only in the hottest core of the sun, gathering the hottest flames of the stars, can the body of the titan be recast, and in Mimiron's words, to forge the body of the Titan of Elune, it is necessary to sacrifice 3 stars, at least 3 suns!

"Leave it to us!"

The mechanical guardian rolled up the blueprint, and the mechanical gnome said to the Death Lord in front of him with rare and extreme seriousness:

"We will do our best to create the 'Goddess of Destiny' as quickly as possible! I'll take care of the rest! ”

"Hmm."

Sarufar nodded, and he said in a metallic voice:

"I'll leave it to you."

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On the other side, in the Realm of the Dead, Tyrion was sitting opposite a few special "guests", not in the increasingly prosperous city of Darkblade, but in a valley in the depths of the Underworld, which was big enough and secluded enough.

And in the deep sea on the outskirts of the valley, Hela, the Death Hydra, is sleeping there, guarding the surroundings by the way.

In the valley, there are huge stone tables carved from huge stones, and 6 simple and tall chairs, just like 6 thrones, 6 special soul stones the size of human heads, different colors and shapes are suspended on each throne, they rise and fall slightly in the air, looking quite strange, and on the stone table in front of the six back chairs, there are fruits that are special products of the Dead World, as well as enough wine.

It's like a big banquet.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

The Great Lord sat on the main seat, he crossed his hands, supported his chin, and his cold face wore a black blindfold, covering the abnormality of his left eye, and in his ice-blue right eye, he could not see the slightest emotion, he looked at the 6 soul stones in front of him calmly like death, and said:

"I invite you here today... It's to discuss an important matter, and now, show up and see you! ”

With the invitation of the Dead Lord, the endless power from the Death Star Sea was integrated into the 6 soul stones, filling the spirits that existed in them, and coupled with the rules of the Dead Realm set by Tyrion, they could manifest their own forms in this world.

The first to respond was the soul stone that shone with red light, and in the charge of the power of death, the body of the guardian Agrama appeared on the chair, he was wearing blue mighty armor, his long black hair and braided beard swayed in the spirit wind, under the golden headband, a hint of kindness flashed in his blue eyes, he leaned back in his chair, and nodded slightly to the high lord.

This is an old acquaintance.

The appearance of Agrama seemed to represent some kind of sign, and in the next moment, the remaining 5 soul crystals were projected into their owners.

In the beating of golden thunder and lightning, wearing a blue robe, white hair and beard, eyes dancing with chaotic thunder and lightning, and holding the staff of thunder, the majestic and majestic King of the Gods, Almansur.

Swirling with green fluorescent, it represents the power of life, its hair is as green as a growing tree, it looks like a mix of Viku and a troll, and Ionar, the giver of life who holds the staff of life in his hand.

Blue magic roars, representing magical power, with a mysterious purple-gray hood, a book hanging from his waist, a sea of stars in his hand, and a mysterious guardian of the endless secrets of the stars reflected in his eyes, the dream weaver Nogannon.

The king of the deep sea and the sky, the king of the deep sea and the sky, the progenitor of sea giants and sea creatures, and the progenitor of sea giants and sea creatures, is the king of the deep sea and the sky, and the progenitor of sea creatures, and the angry shouter of Gogonas, who is like the tide of the sea.

Finally, there is Kazgros, the Shaper who is as resolute as the earth, who wields the hammer of carving and shaping, and who is a powerful warrior, silent and unobtrusive, who wields the power of forging and shaping.

In addition to Sargeras, the six ancient Titans of the Pantheon, the arcane creatures who had single-handedly set the rules for the stars, were projected in front of the eyes of the Great Lord, and their appearance made some waves in the stable Death Realm, but in the maintenance of the power of the Death Star Sea, the waves of this world rule quickly disappeared into invisibility.

Tyrion stared at the souls of the 6 Titans in front of him, they were very weak, after all, they were destroyed by the Dark Titans tens of thousands of years ago, and they were exiled among the stars for a long time, and after being captured, they were tried to degrade by the Demon Witch in the Burning Throne, and these Titan souls almost never had a good rest.

But he was not afraid of them.

Just as the Titan is the ultimate manifestation of the arcane.

Tyrion. The Blade of Dawn is also a symbol of death among the stars, and there is no hierarchy between the two.

"Come on, guys."

The High Lord raised his glass filled with blood wine, and he said to the Titan Spirits in front of him like a master:

"Let's be for the return of the Orderly..."

"Cheers!"