In the early hours of the morning, Tyrion completed its 37th test of the Creator's engine.

He entered the steel creature template he had painstakingly designed into the creation terminal in front of him little by little, and in the process of pressing and rebounding the steel button, he recalled those ancient images that had long been annihilated in the depths of his memory... At that time, he seemed to be typing on the keyboard like this, but it was not such cumbersome and complicated data.

At that time, he seemed to be very happy...

Now he no longer has that kind of simple happiness.

As he exclaimed during his conversation with Guardian Lay, ignorance is not a sin for ordinary people, but in fact, it is a blessing from the world to ordinary life, allowing them to live in peace without paying attention to the threats that lie beneath the world and threaten to destroy everything at any time.

And those who are really protecting the world, they need to take on such a heavy responsibility, and carefully maintain these terrible secrets so that they do not destroy the lives of others... That's a hard thing to do.

It was a difficult path to follow, just like the path practiced by the Great Lord at this time.

"Click"

As the last character was entered, the Great Lord took a step back and looked at the creation terminal in front of him, the futuristic mechanical creature designed by the Titans in the collision and rotation of gears and levers, constantly verifying the data of this submitted creature template, this crop did not seem to be the kind of technology that Tyrion remembered.

It's like the end of Azeroth's engineering... Maybe more like the super-giant diff machine in some steampunk illusion?

"Boom"

Under the attraction of the creation terminal, behind Tyrion, the huge and complex machine standing at the edge of this laboratory also began to operate, and the blue Titan energy was continuously sent into it, as the nourishment of this complex giant beast in action, in the vibration of the steel pipes that transported the materials respectively, the various raw materials used to make the steel structure were continuously fed into the machine, and then melted under the heat of the mantle layer, reassembled, and finally made a specific biological model according to the data and various indicators of the biological template.

The Great Guardian Rai was generous enough to share with the High Lord the millions of creature templates from the stars in the Titan database, but Tyrion didn't have the data processing power of the Titans, and the information was too complicated for him, and it might take him a long time to filter it.

In short, Tyrion stood alone in the creation lab, with the Staff of Mist in both hands, watching the machine in front of him, with a hint of anticipation and a rare hint of apprehension in his ice-blue eyes.

After all, this has never been done before, using the equipment of the Titan to make a metal structure that can carry the power of death, if it succeeds, the future of the Dark Blade can be guaranteed, if it has not been able to succeed...

No!

It will work! It has to be successful!

The Great Lord's eyes became a little colder, and the fingers he held the Staff of Mist were also clenched for a moment, as the leader, he must shoulder the future direction and expectations of the huge organization of the Dark Blade, this is what a qualified leader must do.

If the undead have no future, then he creates a future for the undead!

"Click"

The roar of the tens of millions of gears suddenly stopped at this moment, and the constantly vibrating steel creature in front of him also stopped, and the exhaust ports around it spewed out scorching steam, filling the laboratory with that fog-like high-temperature gas in an instant, but this could not hinder the gaze of the Great Lord, under his gaze, the huge valve of the creation machine in front of him slowly opened, and between the surge of residual energy, between the operation of the mechanical arm, a steel creation that had been made was placed in front of the Great Lord's eyes.

It is 5 meters high.

The whole body was painted a dark black, and its appearance was based on one of the few mechanical bodies that the Great Lord remembered that would be pleasing to his eyes.

With a thick, humanoid body, full arms and legs, and separated fingers, the Creation Machine has made a set of detachable metal armor for the structure at the request of the Great Lord, noting that the left shoulder of the creation is a shoulder guard similar to a spiked hemisphere, while the right shoulder is draped in protective armor similar to a small square shield.

The head of the construct was peculiar, it was a closed semicircle, and instead of the eyes in the traditional sense of the word, it was replaced by a Y-shaped, half-like notch resembling the horizon of a heavy helmet, and a faint red point of light was suspended in the gap, like the single eyes of the dead oni warriors.

This is a simple but practical optical collector, for the construct, the humanoid eyes are just a decoration, and on the battlefield, it is far less useful than such a simple optical collector, and more importantly, such a design will make the Great Lord feel a little familiar.

From the outside, this finished metal structure has no obvious flaws, and its thinking core and energy core are blank and need to be activated, because of the reason for carrying the power of death, this activation process can only be carried by the Great Lord himself, and in the Titan's laboratory, there is no pure death energy.

"Zagu... Romance that only belongs to men..."

A rare childish smile appeared on Tyrion's cold cheeks, and he stretched out his finger and put a dull thinking core on his fingertips, which belonged to Locan's thinking core in the past few days, which had been properly "handled" by the Great Lord, and he wiped out all of Locan's consciousness in a rough and simple way.

Now there is a weak but very pure, blank paper-like mechanical soul in the core of this thinking, which is very suitable to become the thinking subject of the prototype machine in front of him.

"The beginning of a great era."

The Great Lord breathed a sigh of relief, and he put this thinking core into the metal structure in front of him, and by the way, he used his huge and pure death power to inject energy into the metal creation in front of him.

"Buzz"

As if truly awakened, the dim red eyeballs of the huge and threatening metal structure in front of him came alive at this moment, and the red points of light kept rotating back and forth in the Y-shaped vision of the skull, like a newborn being, looking at the entire horizon with its own eyes for the first time.

But its thinking was inherited from a high-level guardian after all, and the erasure of Lorcan's consciousness did not mean that the guardian's common sense disappeared, and it quickly understood its identity and the meaning of its existence.

"Bang"

The massive structure took a step forward, fell to one knee before the eyes of the ant-like Great Lord, and said in a very metallic voice:

"Heroic Spirit" constructs prototype No. 1, waiting for orders!"

"Self-check!"

Tyrion glanced at the corpses of the failed metal constructs piled up in the corner of the lab, he was already familiar with the process.

Under the orders of the Great Lord, the consciousness of the nascent metal creature began to test the integrity of its own structure at a rapid pace, and it made a few simple movements to test the stability and connection of its body, and at this moment, the accident appeared.

"Bang"

A self-detonation sound sounded inside the machine's body, followed by a foul puff of black smoke and some kind of burning sound, which made the High Lord's expression a little ugly.

Well, it should have been the mechanical engine inside that exploded ...

It seems that his design is still not completely successful, but it doesn't matter!

Tyrion looked at the prototype in front of him that could no longer move due to an internal glitch, and a flash of joy flashed in his ice-blue eyes.

The hardest step has been completed, and now only slight adjustments remain, well, the path of the Dark Blade's mechanical god descent has seen hope, and there is no better news than this.

"I should give you a name to celebrate this great occasion."

The Great Lord rubbed his chin, he looked at the mechanical creation in front of him trying to repair the damage to his body, and he whispered:

"So, I'll call you... Loki! ”

"Okay, Loki, leave this explosion alone, stop and rest, and wait for the next wake-up... Now, I'm going to relax. ”

Tyrion moved his body, he had been in the lab for too long, it was time to go out for a walk, he disappeared into the Creator's laboratory with the staff of mist, behind him, the light of the lab slowly dissipated, and in the darkness, Loki, the prototype of the Grimblade Legion's heroic spirit structure, the red light that represented the eyes, slowly dimmed.

The machine itself cannot understand what it represents, it is a future... A future that is enough to look forward to.

"And where am I going?"

Standing in the snow accumulated over the Storm Cliff for tens of thousands of years, in a white and boundless world, the white prayer flag of the staff in Tyrion's hand kept fluttering, and the green jade bell at the top of the staff was also echoing with a crisp sound, he thought about it and turned his head to look at the north of the Storm Cliff.

Ulduar...

"I heard that the civilized warriors of this world are going to attack the city of Titans today... Well, I should probably go... Join in the fun? ”

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"First Company, withdraw from the battlefield! 2nd and 3rd companies, fill the gaps! ”

Standing in the square of the Great Vestibule of Ulduar, Muradin shouted command of battle in the communicator channel, and whined as he looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of him.

"The forge is on top, it's a mess here!"

Yes, it's really a mess here ... Muradin's description is not wrong at all.

In the early morning of this day, the ready civilization alliance army, with the help of the wilderness demigod and guardian Elonnaya, used a huge amount of bombs to destroy the magic lock of the main gate of Ulduar, and rushed into this dusty city of Titan for tens of thousands of years in a sudden attitude, because of the reminder of Alonnaya in advance, so this time the vanguard of the civilization alliance army is a full 300 steam tanks, and the same number of destination elite siege vehicles.

Just transporting these heavy weapons of war has caused the Draenei forbidden ship to take off and land several times in the past few days, and the funds consumed in it are even more astronomical, but fortunately, the great business of the Explorers Guild and the Mithril Castle family, plus the support of the entire world civilization, has successfully completed the preparations for the largest thermal weapons assault war in Azeroth at present.

The moment 300 steam tanks roared into the city of Titans, no one thought that this huge legion would lose so much... But it turns out that the melon-eating masses in Azeroth still have too little knowledge...

In the Grand Vestibule Square of Ulduar, thousands of storm beacons standing on the metal square are like pillars, and the four energy shock towers built around the square, as well as the Titan armed drones that constantly patrol the sky, as well as the heavy, uneasy to provoke at first glance, and the land armament similar to the steam tank, all mock the incompetence of mortals with ancient mysterious technology.

Each Storm Beacon is like a war portal, and if mortals can't destroy them in time, the endless stream of Iron Soldiers activated from Ulduar's armory will completely drown the mortal legions that rush into Ulduar in a very short time...

But the most troublesome thing is not yet these beacons ...

"Boom"

A black tank that had no time to dodge was hit head-on by a whistling shell, and the heavy land tank turned into a real piece of scrap metal between the thunderbolts and fire, and in the chaos of the Great Frontroom battlefield, there was a very dazzling and strange mechanical tank, it was like a monster magnified by a steam tank 3 times, and its appearance was very similar to that of a steam tank, but its structure was more domineering than that of the dwarves' tanks.

In front of this golden chariot, the huge and sharp city breaker shovel matched the strong power of this steel behemoth, in the rampage, there is no tank at all to resist this devastating power, and at the top of this golden chariot, every fire of a super-large caliber automatic gun that can rotate 360 degrees makes the steam tank troops that form a defensive formation suffer heart-wrenching losses.

What's even worse is that this super chariot that seems to be a product of engineering seems to be loaded with some weird elemental launchers, and every time it is activated, it will blast out a thunderstorm-like energy offensive of frost, fire and even lightning around the battlefield, this thing is like the crystallization of Titan Technology's war, at least in front of mortal engineering, at this stage, it is almost synonymous with invincibility!

"That's what I want!"

In the midst of a chaotic tank battle, the siege master from the Federation, Black Suo, clasped a green steel helmet, this crazy goblin stands at the top of a strange black tank, and he looks at the golden chariot that kills all sides on the battlefield of the steam tank with a burning gaze, this thing is simply the most perfect masterpiece in the heart of every engineering master.

"I want to get it! It would allow me to truly step into the sanctum sanctum of Titan engineering... It's mine!! ”

The neurotic black rope screamed like an orgasm at this moment, the goblin waved his hand frantically, and under his command, the forward deck of the black tank that he had transformed slowly opened, revealing the two weird... Metal balls?

"Shorties! Get out of the way of your garbage tanks! Get out of my way!! ”

Hei Suo grabbed the intercom and yelled at Muradin, who was directing the tanks to encircle and suppress the golden steel beast in front of him:

"Uncle Hesuo's secret weapon is about to appear! Back off! Beware of accidental injuries! ”

"Boom"

After the goblin roared, the strange, huge strange ball covered with steel spikes and four metal chains was activated, the two in the center of the four chains were running wildly, and between the Martian explosions, the outer two began to move in reverse, giving the ball unimaginable impact and super kinetic energy, and in the furious roar like a beast, the binding device of this thing was opened, and the next moment, it was like a raging devil's iron ball, roaring and pulling a dazzling path of flame on the ground.

The roar of metal and the ground made the scalp tingle, and in the roar of the flames, the furious and powerful steel bomb star slammed into the wheels of the golden chariot with precision.

"Boom"

In the terrible explosion that shook the entire Fronthall, the dazzling light of fire illuminated the eyes of all the warriors, and in the shouting of Muradin, the vibration of the explosion subsided, and after a moment of light, the irresistible golden chariot had been thrown into a meteor-like explosion crater, and around the chariot, some golden fragments, representing the creation of the Titan, for the first time, had been injured.

"Hmm... These crazy goblins are some good goods. ”

The Great Lord, who was standing leisurely at the top of a storm beacon, looked at the wounded golden chariot, and he rubbed his chin:

"It seems that the scientific and technological development of the Federation, sure enough, did not disappoint me..."