In the midst of the stars of eternal silence, Agrama, the fallen titan, held his smashed black helmet in his hand.

The helmet forged in the core of Argus's world had five hideous claw marks, and the pale power coiled around the black helmet, making it on the verge of being scrapped, and at the edge of Agrama's skull, under the long black hair, there was a deep scar that could be seen in the bone, and the burning blood covered his resolute face, which was the wound left by a close-range death cannon hit by Tyrion in the last life-and-death struggle just now.

If it weren't for the fact that his Titan body was strong enough, it would have been enough to open a scoop for him just now.

The Fallen Titan looked at the helmet in his hand, which had been shaped into a dragon's wing-like decoration, and the armor covering his cheeks extended a claw-like neck guard under the helmet, but the steel had been twisted by the cold power, and the thing had lost its value.

But Agrama didn't throw it away.

He tied the helmet around his waist, intending to keep it as a collector's item in memory of Tyrion, who he had just killed. Dawnblade.

The Deathwalker who can fight the Titans head-on, in this group of stars, such a life is very rare.

"Huh"

The crimson flame of Tesarak was held in his hand, and the Fallen Titan wiped the blood from his face, and he turned his head to look out at the distant world of Azeroth, and the next moment, he leaped into the torn planetary land, stepped into the void, and ran towards Azeroth.

The last obstacle has been removed.

It's time to finish this funeral, which has been delayed for far too long.

Agrama's body swelled rapidly in the dark stars as before, and the moment he reached the orbit of Azeroth, he was once again the giant that reached the heavens and the earth, and Elune, the embodiment of the isolated spirit of the world, stood between Agrama and her world, and Elune, shrouded in a silver veil, crossed her arms in front of the world.

Faced with the already unstoppable destruction, she shouted to Agrama, who had already raised the sword of destruction:

"Don't think!"

"Don't want to destroy the world!"

In the face of Elune's stubbornness, a trace of deep sadness flashed in Agrama's eyes, but he didn't stop his movements, the giant Taisharak who was bigger than the planet Azeroth roared and slashed, and the scorching sword wind brought by the blazing blade of destruction completely blew away the moon veil around Elune's body at this moment, making her moon-white dress hunting, that face... A face that belongs to the spirit of the world.

If you look closely, it is similar to the former high priest of the moon god Tyrande, with 7 points.

Elune's silver eyes widened, and she did her best to gather her weak power outside the world, and the shield intertwined with the silver moon veil shrouded the world, which was the ultimate she could do.

Tyrion is dead...

There was no one else who could protect her.

Now the burden of protecting the world is on her shoulders, and she can only do whatever it takes.

Unfortunately, the star spirits in their infancy were not enough to resist the power of Taisharak's destruction, and the moonlight shield condensed by Elune was wiped out without even a second of vertical slashing under the sharp blade.

"Rest in peace..."

Agrama's deep voice reached the ears of the spirit of the world, and the last flame of hope in Elune's heart burned out at this moment.

She lifted her head and closed her eyes as if resigned, a tear sliding down Elune's eyes, the final response of the spirit of the world to destruction.

"Is this giving up?"

Destruction was coming, and a cold, familiar voice sounded in Elune's heart, the voice was as gloomy and dead as ever, but it made the desperate Elune turn back in disbelief, a black point of light swayed behind her, and in the blink of an eye, Tyrion in a long black trench coat strode to Elune's side, the scorching blade of flame hovering above his head, and the majesty of destruction made his long gray-white hair flutter in the darkness.

He raised his head, and the only remaining right eye reflected the fire of destruction, but the dead forged body could no longer feel the tearing heat, in this star, in the countless destroyed worlds, those gloomy deaths were responding to the call of the Great Lord, they crossed the barrier between space and the stars, and engraved their existence in the soul of the Great Lord.

Filled him with power...

"It's... Death Star Sea? ”

Tyrion let out a long sigh, his left hand wiped tears from Elune's face, his cold fingers caressed the long hair of the World Spirit, and he held Elune in his arms, his right hand raised, and his five fingers were pointed towards the sky Tysharak who had fallen from the sky, death... Endless death power erupted from the palm of his hand, like a dark pillar of black light, across the dead stars, turning into five fingers in a virtual grip...

"Click"

When the Great Lord's fingers tightened, the long sword that the Fallen Titan had slashed was firmly caught.

The collision of the fire of destruction and the fire of death, annihilation and burning, made Tesharak's flaming blade and the high lord's energy grip entwined like a beating spatial rift and sparks, Tyrion looked at the gigantic Agrama, and the eyes of the fallen Titan's flames also shone with an incredible light.

He could confirm that he had killed Tyrion with his own hands, destroying his flesh and bones, but now, this guy had reappeared... And it looks even more powerful than before.

"Click"

The Great Lord's fingers were clasped again, and the black Grim Reaper's grip was also clasped together, and between the oppression and collision of the death power, a crack appeared in the flame energy blade at the front of Taisharak's blade, a shocking crack.

"Click"

Another finger clasped together, and the crack in the flaming blade widened again.

"Bang"

The five fingers were closed to the extreme, and Taisharak's energy blade, like a stifled flame, was forcibly pinched into a ball of flaming sparks in the gathering of cold death.

This scene made Agrama's eyebrows furrow, and the Fallen Titan took a few steps back, he looked at the broken blade in his hand that had become silent, his wrist flicked down, and the pinched flame blade appeared on top of Tesharak's broken blade in the flames of flames again.

"It's okay..."

Tyrion gently patted the back of Elune, the spirit of the world in his arms, the scene just now really frightened the young body of this Titan, no matter how powerful her potential is, no matter how powerful she is in the future, she is still just a child now.

Not every child has the courage to face destruction and death.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Tyrion could feel Elune's shiver, and he whispered to comfort the little girl of the spirit of the world, and Elune looked up, and she saw Tyrion's face, his eyes, and the shocking scars.

In the socket of Tyrion's left eye, there was no eyeball, replaced by a flowing pale glow, like the prosthetic eye of a gem.

This scar certainly didn't appear out of thin air, Elune also saw the scene of the Great Lord being annihilated with his own eyes, and his return must have paid some price.

"Your left eye..."

Elune stretched out his hand to touch the High Lord's scars, but was stopped by the High Lord, Tyrion let go of the World Spirit, he calmly took a step forward, his hands outstretched, blocking Elune's body, he said:

"It's just a ritual, go back, the world is as terrified as you are, they need you, they need hope..."

"What about you?"

Elune's worried hands folded in front of her chest, she looked at Tyrion's back, the latter shook his head, and looked at Agrama in the stars in front of him, the Great Lord's fingers moved slightly, and a pale straight-bladed sword composed of pure death power appeared in his hand, he raised the straight-edged sword, and then aimed the blade at the fallen Titan in front of him, he took a step forward, his death-forged body swelled wildly, and in just an instant, he became a giant the size of Agrama.

He said:

"There's another guest to be entertained here."

"Go ahead, there's nothing to do with you here."

The back of the Great Lord was so majestic, he blocked the light of destruction that Elune saw, and the Spirit of the World could vaguely feel that the High Lord who appeared here again was slightly different from before, but she didn't know what the price Tyrion had paid to stand here again.

But at this moment, she obeyed Tyrion's will, and she knew that the Grim Reaper in front of her was here to save.

"Buzz"

The spirit of the world shrouded in the silver moon veil dissipated among the stars, and in this eternal starry sky, only the fallen titan and the monarch of death were left standing oppositely, Agrama looked at Tyrion, he saw that there was a hundred times more pure energy in Tyrion's body than before, Tyrion's power rank was not promoted, but the energy he could control changed from one world to an entire star.

He's taken the last step...

This means... He already has the ability to truly confront and even defeat the Fallen Titans.

"You must love that world and those people."

Agrama's wrist moved, the whistling sound of Tesharak cutting space made the scalp tingle, Titan's body squatted slightly, and put on an offensive stance, the fire in his eyes jumped, and he said in a deep voice:

"For them, they have the courage to stand in front of me again..."

"Love?"

Hearing this, the Great Lord shook his head, he moved the Death Sword in his hand, and in his lost left eye, between the pale flow of light, the entire group of stars was reflected in his vision in another posture, the vivid, dead lines intertwined with each other, like a carpet woven by the Creator, which seemed irregular and intricate, but in the eyes of the Great Lord, it showed the true fate of the stars.

It is the line of life and death, the line of prosperity and withering, in this group of stars, because of the wanton killing of the Burning Legion, the black line has long exceeded the white line, the cycle of life and death has been broken, and that will be the trouble that the Great Lord will have to deal with in the future.

"Love can sometimes make people do things that are both crazy and disgusting, but it definitely doesn't include the thing I'm going to do right now."

The Great Lord stepped forward, he used his two "eyes" to look at the world in front of him at the same time, which had opened up the mysteries of the Death Star Sea for him, he didn't even make any defensive gesture, the black fire of death burned in the stars behind him, his long black trench coat floated in the cold black fire and ash air, he said:

"I'm here for a message of despair that no one is listening to."

"I come for the worlds that have been annihilated because of you."

"I come for the vengeance of the roar of the bones of the trampled."

"I'm here..."

"Listen to your wailing!"

Seeing that the Great Lord was not defensive, watching him move forward with a sharp blade in his hand, and listening to him say those dark voices, this anger swelled in Agrama's heart, this bastard, what did he take the battle for?

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The Fallen Titan lifted Tesharak and charged forward swiftly, the invincible Enemy Breaker's sword skills unleashed, and the first blow... Slash.

"Bang"

The two swords, one red and one white, staggered and collided together, and Agrama's eyes provoked a hint of surprise, he had performed the Enemy Breaker sword technique countless times, but this was the first time that the long sword he swung was accurately blocked at the beginning.

The two giants looked at each other, and in Tyrion's only remaining right eye, there was a cold light, and he looked at the bruised Fallen Titan in front of him, until this time, even though Tyrion had stepped into the Sea of Death, the soul of the Fallen Titan still did not open the door to him.

But now, he didn't need to intervene in the Titan Soul to try to defeat him.

In the reflection of his left eye, Agrama's body was entangled with lines of light representing life, the most extreme manifestation of life among the stars, but in the light of life, the black lines were so conspicuous.

That represents, Agrama's...

Death.

"Poof"

Tyrion dodged Tesharak's infinite vertical slash, his left hand pressed against Agrama's sword-wielding wrist, and the pale white blade in his right hand, like a foraging viper, pierced Agrama's chest at the same moment, piercing into the black lines with precision.

And Agrama's sturdy and terrifying body was completely stiffened at this moment, and the Fallen Titan could feel that Tyrion's sword was like a balloon, so that the endless power he possessed, those that belonged to the arcane, belonged to the evil energy, quickly died at this moment, and even his almost infinite life force also dissipated like a tide.

It was as if this guy had completely defeated him with just one sword.

But it's impossible! No one in this group of stars has been able to defeat him with a single sword... Even Sargeras can't do it!

"It's... How is this possible! I am... I am immortal!! ”

Agrama knelt weakly in the starry void, his scorching blood spurting down the wound, the High Lord's blood-stained fingers grabbed Agrama's black hair, lifted the Fallen Titan's cheeks, and in the Fallen Titan's mixed gaze of shock, anger and incredulity, he drew his straight sword and pressed it against the Fallen Titan's neck, he whispered:

"Nope! You're not! ”

"Maybe Sargeras is truly immortal, maybe he's past the realm of life and death, maybe I can't see his death, but you... You're not..."

"Sargeras cut off your path to eternal life, and by doing so, I send you... Sweet death. ”

"Listen..."

"The worlds you have destroyed, the creatures you have trampled on, they are screaming. I also want to thank you for your cruelty and for bringing me this untold power..."

The High Lord's wrist twitched outward, and Agrama's rocky body was sliced open by the cold blade, like an execution among the stars.

"Now, wail."

(There's a ruckus in the group.,Grumpy old buddies say they have to have another chapter.,Okay~ The book is almost over.,Don't catch everyone's appetite...) One more chapter, for you! Fupin Chinese