The birth of the Titans is wonderful.

Judging from the brief communication between the Great Lord and Agrama, the origin of the Titans should be the manifestation of the most primordial arcane power that escaped from the singularity of all things to the entire stars at the beginning of the Star Era.

Most of the origin arcane powers that were born at the beginning of the Stellar Era were integrated into the six power rules of the Stellar Age and became the basis for the birth of the Stellar Era, but some of the more special, or too late to escape, would be integrated into some primitive planets, and the origin and development of civilization on these planets would gradually awaken the sleeping arcane spirits in the planets, that is, the spirits of the world, the star souls, or the Titans of the juvenile stage.

They will grow with the world that gave birth to them as spirits, until the boundaries of civilization break through a certain limit, and the Titan Spirit will truly enter the maturity period, and the arcane power surging in the core of the planet will also intertwine with the power of the world, and in the core of the world, the strongest body for the Titan will be made.

At this point, the mature spirit of the world and the body of the Titan merge to become a true Titan, a legendary creature at the top of the arcane power of the stars.

According to Agrama, the Titans have a magical, symbolic connection with the world that gave birth to them, when the Titans leave the world, they will not tear the world apart, but will appear in the stars, and that world will continue to exist, and the civilization carried by the world will continue to develop.

The worlds of Azeroth and Argus are two examples of this.

And Tyrion had asked Agrama if the world that gave birth to him still existed. Was it destroyed by Sargeras?

Agrama's answer was very mysterious, he said, he still maintained contact with that world, that world was not destroyed, but the distance from Azeroth was unimaginable to mortals, even for the High Lord, it was an extremely terrifying distance, Agrama also asked Tyrion, if one day, the Great Lord roaming in the sea of death stars found his planet, please take care of it.

The worlds that gave birth to the other Titans, unfortunately, have all been destroyed by the Burning Legion.

In short, the relationship between the juvenile Titans and their cradle planet is very intimate, and once the world civilization suffers a heavy blow, it will also affect the Titan souls bred by the world, and even cause the originally noble Arcane Spirits to have a distorted mutation...

Just like at this time, the Titan Agus in front of the Great Lord... Argus the Destroyer.

When Sargeras cleansed the whole world with evil energy, the planet spirit of Argus World was not yet mature, and at that time, like Elune, it was sleeping in the core of Argus World, but it was far stronger and smoother than Elune's growth, because Argus World was not infected by the Void Lords using the Elder God.

But it's a pity that the Dark Titan filled the Titan's will with evil energy, and let the Witch Masters of Destruction under his command constantly distort Argus's will, coupled with the external withering of this world, the extreme pain caused by the collapse of the world, the terrifying weight and destruction, made Argus completely deviate from the path of the Titan.

He stood in the core of the world full of evil energy in the world of Argus, like a giant immersed in the sea of evil energy, although he has been infused with evil energy since his infancy, but the body of the titan condensed in the world of Argus does not show signs of being inclined to darkness and destruction like Agrama, and the body of the Silencer is almost indistinguishable from other Titans.

Blue skin, a muscular waist, and a slightly strange crown of golden stars on top of his head, the golden crown resembled a four-branched iron crown, and underneath the crown, there was a battle helmet that protected his cheeks.

His arms were heavily gauntleted, with the power of the Titan flowing from them, but full of sharp spikes, which represented the embodiment of Argus's twisted will in his body, and he also wore a battle dress befitting his identity as a Titan, and in his hand he held a long-handled war scythe that seemed to be intertwined with stars and darkness, and on the blade with the power of annihilation, red fury was burning, which made him look majestic and full of the majesty of a Titan.

But...

The High Lord noticed that under Argus's helmet, the face that should have been somewhat similar to that of the Draenei... But it had become a face like a white bone skeleton, only covered by the golden battle helmet, but under the battle helmet, the white bones like intertwined teeth could not be concealed, and the dark red halo that lingered behind his skull and on his back.

That halo is clearly the gathering of the world-destroying fire generated when the evil power is advanced to the extreme, which is what it looks like to be infected by the evil energy to the limit.

This Titan has been distorted.

In addition to being distorted by evil powers, the heavy death that the whole world endured also infected his body, and the skeletalization of his face was just the beginning, if it went on with time, it was likely... He will be infiltrated by death deeper and more terrifying, and along with the body of a titan, he will be completely transformed into a skeleton-like posture.

The Annihilator in front of him, Argus, is a monster born from the fusion of arcane, evil power, and death.

His pure power may indeed be inferior to that of a Titan warrior like Agrama, but if the Destroyer awakens, the tide of destruction he has unleashed in the Dead Realm of Argus may be even more terrifying than Agrama, who has become a true star-beast under the torment of pain.

"Whew!"

Tyrion's voice sounded in his heart, and the Silencer immediately woke up from his slumber, he opened his eyes, and his eyes shone with a destructive light to look at the High Lord of the Dead Realm, he sensed the threat, and his hands clenched the Scythe of the Silencer, roaring at the High Lord like a beast, that malice, that hostility, almost undisguised.

It didn't look like the posture of an intelligent creature at all, it didn't look like the majesty of a noble titan among the stars.

Seeing the chaotic light in the eyes of Argus the Destroyer, Tyrion shook his head:

"No wonder even Sargeras didn't dare to release you from the core of the world. Your sanity has long since died, and what remains here is only a shell full of energy. ”

"Pain..."

Faced with the Great Lord's evaluation, the Silencer Argus's reaction was simple, he took a step forward, and the power of death he possessed allowed him to step into the Death Realm where the Great Lord was located as if he had stepped over the surface of the waves.

The Silencer roared, raised his scythe with both hands, and slashed at the head of the Great Lord suspended in the air in front of him, the crimson fire of destruction pulsed on the blade of the scythe, almost incinerating this broken world of death, he was the spirit of the world, he was under the weight of death, he would no longer be suppressed by the power of the death realm.

The dark red scythe tore through the space, leaving only a band of light filled with darkness everywhere it went, a void formed by the spatial rifts gathering together, and it was also the sharpest thing in the entire group of stars.

Tyrion looked up, his right eye open as he watched the Scythe of Destruction descend from the sky, the extreme weight attached to the Annihilation Blade smashing the High Lord's body, causing his long hair to float back and the black trench coat on his body to hunt.

"Buzz"

The pale energy blade appeared in his hand, the straight-edged knife was slightly raised upward, like a sharp blade wrapped in the wind, in the light swing, it accurately pointed at the top of the war sickle blade swung by Argus, compared to the huge body of Argus, the great lord who maintained his original form was like a worm, and the death blade in his hand was like a toothpick, but at this moment, the sharp blade swung by the giant was easily blocked by this toothpick.

Where the Death Blade and the scythe touched, a pale light escaped, like a mirror between the blade and the scythe, separating the two weapons.

"Go back!"

The High Lord's wrist flipped, and a standard Teysharak sword technique was unleashed, and the power of the devastating blow struck Argus's scythe, sending the twisted titan back a few steps.

The pure power of Argus, the Silencer who was forcibly awakened by evil energy and entered the mature stage, is compared to the genuine mature Titan Agrama... The weak one is not a star and a half.

The High Lord did not come forward in pursuit, he reached out and removed the black blindfold from his left eye, and in the gem set in his left eye, the reflection of death danced in Tyrion's eyes, and the dead world of all things reorganized before his eyes into a staggered phantom of life and death.

Argus the Destroyer carries the terrible death of the whole world, those deaths that should not have happened are wrapped around his body and soul like fate, compared to Agrama's body there is only one line of death, in front of Argus's body, the black lines of death are as dense as spider webs.

He was a distorted being, and the moment he awoke, the world that gave birth to him was already dead, and this death was engraved in his soul.

He should have been stronger, but alas, Sargeras ruined him.

Over the past few epochs, the power of the Titans of Argus has been absorbed by Sargeras, providing supplies and power for the Burning Legion, making the demons of this world more frequent and powerful. Those demons are like maggots on Argus's body, constantly eating away at Argus's strength and body.

His strength is the strength of pain and suffering, not really strength.

He... Like Elune, he was supposed to be just a child...

"What a wrecked and pathetic soul..."

Tyrion saw the shattered soul in the body of the Silencer in front of him, the will that had been forcibly blended together, like a truly ugly soul stitching monster.

Elune, the world spirit of Azeroth, has a tragic fate, she is like a sick seedling in the Titans, although she has terrible potential, but under the suppression of the Void corrosion, her growth is extremely difficult.

And her brother Argus did not suffer such void corrosion and torture, but the pain that Argus suffered in this world was not much worse than Elune, and even, purely from the level of torture and imprisonment, Elune was already much luckier than Argus, at least, the girl's soul was not torn apart, and was glued together.

If Elune had seen Argus's soul gesture, the girl would have been scared into nightmares.

This thought came to the Great Lord's mind, he no longer hesitated, every second of life in front of him was a torture of that pathetic soul, Argus should have died a long time ago, if this Titan had his own will, I am afraid he would rather kill himself the moment the world of Argus fell.

Death...

The death of liberation was twenty-five thousand years late.

Thankfully, it did come eventually.

"Rest in peace, bitter soul."

The Great Lord leaned over Agus in front of him slightly, and then rushed towards Agus like a predatory black shadow, the distorted will of Agus the Silencer, feeling an extreme threat, and the power of his whole body also exploded at this moment.

The power of evil energy converges into a world-destroying fire that flies in the sky.

The power of death manifests itself as the dark spikes of the scythe.

The power of the arcane called on the spirits of the stars to fight for him.

More than a dozen Observer-like Spirits of the Stars appeared beside the Silencer, using various Titan spells to try to stop the High Lord's advance, while Argus himself, in the midst of the flames and spikes of the extinction of all things, raised his scythe, howled like a trapped beast, and slashed at Tyrion's body.

"There is no hope! There is no salvation! Only pain! Suffering!!! ”

There was a frenzied flash of light in the eyes of the skeleton beneath Agus's visor, and he almost did his best to strike this blow.

But all this... It's useless.

"Huh"

The pale blade of light flashed like a lightning bolt beating in the darkness, and time fell silent at this moment, behind the Extinction Argus who maintained a slashing posture, the Great Lord's wrist flipped slightly, and the pale death blade was like a broken light feather, scattered in this dark realm of death, behind Tyrion, on the body of Argus the Silencer, the severed death thread was like the pale grip of death coming, so that all the pain of the Extinction Argus died at this moment.

Even those arcane spirits summoned by Argus turned into the purest arcane light and dissipated in all directions.

"Bang"

The Extinction's massive body collapsed to the ground of the Dead Realm, and his torn and glued soul finally rested.

The High Lord turned around and looked condescendingly at the lifeless Titan body, reputting the black blindfold on his left eye before letting out a sigh.

"Hope will be conceived in your death."

"Your body will carry Elune's soul... I can't give you true salvation, Silencer, but you can at least see for yourself the failure of Sargeras's cruel fantasies..."

"Rest in peace."

The High Lord's hands were folded back in his abdomen, as if he were performing a Mass of death.

But just as he was about to rein in this titan's body, at the heart of this body, a faint, pure, soul fragment with arcane power made the High Lord raise his eyebrows.

He reached out and picked it up and put it to his ear...

He could hear the supplications from Argus, from this broken world...

That seems to signify, in the ashes of desperation, there is still existence, the last... Rebirth and redemption.

This fragment of the soul belonging to Argus the Silencer may be the last awake consciousness of Argus's world spirit, like a weak person with only his last breath left, but still instinctively yearning for revival and redemption.

The Great Lord looked at the soul fragment in his hand, he couldn't make up his mind for a moment, and then he looked at Azeroth through the fog of the Dead Realm...

After a moment, an idea slowly took shape in his mind.

"You'll see, Sargeras."

"A truly perfect era!"