In the Pantheon, the ritual of arcane transformation has reached its end.

The temple in the starry sky was wrapped in a 10,000-fold flow of time, and it was out of the real world. In the Pantheon at this time, the strange scenery of the starry sky of the worlds beats from time to time, and only a few days have passed in the stars of the present world, but in this temple, it has been tens of thousands of years of dispersion.

The Tree of Life in the center of the temple had grown to the extreme, its low-hanging branches were lush, and the roots that had taken root in the temple, as well as the massive trunk, had enveloped the entire temple. Inside this tree of life is Elune, the spirit of the world, who sleeps, and in this twisted time, she has slept for tens of thousands of years.

Beyond the trunk of the tree, only six chairs remained in the once magnificent Pantheon, and on that high-backed chair, the souls of the six Titans were already very weak.

The spirit of the world is to grow and mature with the world that gave birth to it, and in order to get Elune out of this cycle, the Titans used their existence and the tree of life as a carrier to simulate the environment of a planet full of life for Elune.

Kazgros uses his own power to simulate the earth, mountains and rivers.

Gognas simulates the sea and the sky.

Al-Mansour drives the flow of time.

Ionar uses the gentle energy of life to make Elune's soul stronger.

Nogannon poured the memories and insights common to all Titans into Elune's mind little by little as time moved forward.

Agrama, the skilled defender, poured all the battles he had experienced, all the combat experience, into the long growth of the star spirit.

The Titan Souls had to be manipulated in a very delicate way in order to allow Elune to grow reasonably without damaging her consciousness.

When Tyrion was pushing for this final plan, he told the Titan Spirits that the will of the Pantheon would be reborn in her the moment Elune reappeared in the starry sky, and that she herself was the walking Pantheon, which was not an emotional metaphor, this was Elune's true future.

She will have the wisdom and insight of Al-Mansour and Nogannon.

She will have the life force of Ionar.

She will have the same skill as Kazgros and Gognath.

She will also possess the amazing force of Agrama.

At the cost of the complete end of the Pantheon Age, awaken Elune to maturity. This in itself is to make the Pantheon reborn in Elune's body in another form, and only the fusion of the power of the six Titans, coupled with Elune's amazing potential, plus the fusion and recast body of Agrama and Argus, can all of this be blended together to make the newborn Elune have the ability to fight against Sargeras.

It's against ...

Not defeated.

Elune couldn't really defeat Sargeras until she reached her limits, even with Tyrion's help. To be a dark titan beyond the stars, Elune, the moon god, she must first find her own way to transcendence.

It's hard.

Hard work, talent and luck are all indispensable.

Sitting on the throne, raising his left hand, and pushing time forward, Almansur, the king of the gods, felt a trace of exhaustion from the bottom of his heart, even with the support of endless starry arcane, the most ancient titan had reached his limit.

His soul body was no longer solid, and it looked like a fluttering light and shadow. Just from the appearance, you can feel that the soul of the Titan in front of you is about to die.

Not only him, but the other 5 Titans are like this, they have poured all their power and experience into the tree of life that gave birth to the next generation, they themselves seem to have been completely hollowed out, this is a real and thorough inheritance, there is no trace of selfishness, it is related to the hope and future of the Star Era, and the Titans will not make a move to hide their secrets.

Although they are also living beings, and they also have their own consciousness and thinking, the spirits of the world are born from order, and they have an instinct to maintain order.

"Ahem"

The glow of magic in Nogannon's hands became weak, swiftly weak, like a spark struggling before the flames were extinguished. His soul flickered for a moment, and the dreamweaver turned his head to look at the five companions around him, and then at the massive Tree of Life in the center of the temple, where a sturdy spirit was sleeping, and Nogannon could feel her potential, and the majestic power flowing from the soul.

There was a flash of relief and undisguised relief in his eyes under his hood, and he struggled to straighten up and look majestic.

He knew his limit was near.

"I did my duty."

Nogannon whispered, like a declaration of farewell, and his soul began to dissipate, like a castle made of quicksand began to collapse, and endless points of light went all the way up from his dissipating steps, and the Titan soul turned into the purest arcane light, like the brightest of the stars.

The beating fluorescence is like the first ray of light when everything first opens, and the beauty is suffocating.

Nogannon's deep voice, echoing through the pantheon:

"Brothers, I am honored to spend those years with you, we, the next era..."

"Goodbye..."

The moment the words fell, Nogannon's body completely dissipated, and those halos of magic power poured into the starry sky outside the temple. The starry winds of light swirled outside the Tree of Life, as if to say goodbye to Elune, the Dream Weaver left everything he had to Elune, and he pinned his last hope on the eternal stars.

Those stars carried the last consciousness of Nogannon, and they drifted into the stars. If he is lucky enough, then in the passage of time, a new planet will be born out of him, like the last struggle of Argus the Annihilator, and if they are lucky enough, then in the next era, they will have a chance to become Titans again.

But even a second life cannot inherit the memories of this life.

The creature named Nogannon is dead, the dreamweaver, dying in the final redemption of the stars.

"Ah, I miss the days when we were together."

The weakened Gogonas struggled to raise his head and look at the starry sky beyond the temple, and his illusory body, like Nogannon, began to turn into a little starlight like the sea, and he said:

"I miss it so much... The days we drank together..."

"The next era, the best of times... Certain... It's going to be there! ”

With a final expectation, Gogonus dissipated into the pantheon. On his throne, the restored Tide Stone was haunted by an ocean-blue light and shadow, as if bidding farewell to the Angry Drinker.

Kazgros the Shaper stretched out his hand, and the dissipating starlight of Gogonas flowed in his palm, and the silent Shaper nodded, and he said in the most solemn voice:

"It will come, my brother."

"We're going to be in, in that era... Reunion. ”

"Buzz"

Kazgros's body collapsed inward like a collapsing mountain, like the oldest stone statue that had been erased by time, and there was no fear on his face, as he usually did, his face as calm as a knife and axe, as if it were all a task that had to be done.

"Will we win?"

The body of the Ionar, the giver of life, also began to dissipate in the fluorescence, and she turned to look at Amansur, who was also beginning to disappear into the light of time, and the Life Titan asked:

"Elune, will she win?"

"Yes! She will! ”

Almansur stretched out his hand and shook it with Ionar's hand, and a smile flashed across the old face of the King of the Gods, and he said:

"Despair and hope are opposites, and Sargeras's despair is destined to be unable to extinguish the flame of hope..."

"She'll win..."

"I've seen..."

Before the King of the Gods could finish his words, he and the Titans of Life dissipated on their thrones. After losing the maintenance of the Titan of Life and the impetus of the flow of time, the Tree of Life in the center of the Pantheon began to wither rapidly, its leaves withered, its branches decayed, and its thick trunk peeled away like dirt, revealing the sleeping spirit of the world within.

Agrama, the last Titan Soul, sat alone on his throne, he was also weak, but he could not die now, he could not leave yet. He is the last link in the lineage, and he wants to witness Elune's awakening.

In Agrama's gaze, the appearance of the world spirit Elune has not changed much, she is still the night elf like a girl, her face is 7 points similar to that of the Moon Sacrifice Lady Tyrande, probably when the world spirit incarnated, instinctively referring to the life form that she values the most.

She was suspended in the air, her toes inches above the ground, her eyes closed, like a sleeping girl.

Her long silver hair grew extremely long in the flow of time, and those long, silky hairs covered with silver moonveil fluttered gently behind her back like a waterfall, reaching her feet. Her hands were slightly spread out, and the silver moonlight gathered in the palm of her hand, a full moon in her left hand, and a crescent moon in her right hand, which was a sign of the awakening of the true power of Elune, the spirit of the world.

Each Titan has its own unique powers, the result of the fusion of arcane power and other powers.

The most powerful of the dark titans, Sargeras, possesses the purest form of arcane power, and the reason why he stands out from the stars is because he has fused evil and arcane power to a level that no other titans have been able to achieve.

Elune...

The sheer sheer power of Arcane possessed by Elune surprised Agrama as she leaned back in her chair. This girl, she really is... Sure enough, she was the Titan with the strongest potential, and at the moment of maturity, the power of the arcane manifested in her hands into two phases of the moon...

This means that as long as Elune can find another essence of power, and with the fusion of it, she will be able to be as truly transcendent as Sargeras.

But that's for later.

"Ahem..."

Agrama's body was becoming more and more illusory every minute and every second, and time was running out for him, the defender struggled to get up from his throne, grabbed the shield of Agrama that carried his power with his left hand, and threw the shield in his hand towards the sleeping Elune with the last of his strength.

After this last move, the weakened Agrama fell forward, and the whole person fell to the ground in front of the throne in disarray.

"Boom"

The silver-white shield swirled in the air, and the roar it brought woke up the sleeping Elune, and she opened her eyes, and in her silver eyes, the light and shadow like a full moon appeared, and the entire pantheon was shrouded in cold moonlight.

The mature star spirit raised her hand, and the whirling shield fell into her hand, and the cold shield handed, Elune's consciousness completely returned, and she looked blankly at the pantheon in front of her, above those thrones, there were no more titans she was familiar with.

A touch of sadness rose in Elune's heart. Without hesitation, she took a step forward, and in the moonlight, she silently appeared beside Agrama, and she bent down to lift the weakened Agrama back to his throne.

She half-knelt in front of Agrama's eyes, and she reached out to try to touch Agrama's spirit, but the moment her fingers touched Agrama's arm, the defender's left arm, as if quicksand had collapsed, suddenly dissipated into the cold and lonely temple.

"Nope! No! ”

Elune screamed and stretched out her hands, summoning the starry moonlight in an attempt to bring back the vanished Agrama, but the Defenders stopped Elune's movements.

In the light of his body's demise, Agrama looked at Elune, his face full of anticipation and pride, and he said:

"Sorry, we... We forced you, on the way to... This one is destined... Doomed to a difficult road..."

"But, there must always be someone who has to stand up..."

"Our time... It's over. Elune, the next era belongs to you... We, we will be in the stars... Reunion. ”

Agrama stretched out her right hand and tried to stroke Elune's silver hair, but the moment the finger was extended, it turned into light and escaped, and the defender smiled helplessly, and in the final disappearance of his body, he said to Elune:

"Don't hate him..."

"Child..."

"Go, fight!"

Like a sad girl, Elune stretched out her arms and tried to hug her last loved ones, but there was nothing in her arms except the last blessings of her relatives.

She had become lonely again.

It's like the tens of thousands of years that have trapped Azeroth.

She had to go on the road alone again.

The newborn moon god half-knelt in front of Agrama's throne, as if to say a final goodbye to her loved ones, she held Agrama's shield in one hand, and clenched the other hand, she lowered her head, the pain in her heart burned little by little like a flame, and in the change of her emotions, the silver moon veil that shrouded the pantheon also turned into a heavy and obscure dark moon light like a dark moon descending.

Little by little, the warm crescent moon emblem on her forehead turned into a desperate black.

This is the most unforgiving and gloomy moon phase of the stars.

It's like...

For Elune, he was clothed in the most indifferent state of war.

"Ah!!h

A terrible, painful roar rang out in the lonely pantheon, like...

The first sound,

Warcry.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors