"Knort"

The scorching and cold swords resonated, and after a brief collision, they separated, and the power that escaped from the blades made some waves appear in the silent sea of death.

Tall as a giant, Tyrion took a few steps back, the cold air on his sword-wielding left hand rolling, pale light wandering around, extinguishing the crimson flames burning on his arm, and before his eyes, the flaming dark Titan Sargeras's chest was scarred, and blood spilled from the wound like terrifying magma.

The Titan seemed to be enjoying the fight, and he ignored the pain.

With a low roar, Sargeras swung his blade and turned into a cloud of stellar flames, slashing at Tyrion's head, the fire of destruction burning in the air, and even the sea of death stars were slashed out with a black hole-like light and shadow.

But Tyrion was undaunted, and he met him with his sword.

The blades collided again, the blades blocked, dazzling sparks filled the sea of stars, and the fists of the two also waved and imprinted on each other's bodies. The terrifying power erupted, and the extreme cold and melting heat spilled over the battlefield in an instant, and the aftermath of the energy swept through like an invisible giant fist, shattering several planets around Sargeras and Tyrion.

The world of death is the reflection of the stars of the present world, and the world that is broken in the sea of death stars will also be broken in the present world. Between the annihilation of those planets, in the storm of energy turmoil, the Great Lord no longer defended, he chose to take the initiative to attack.

He took a few steps forward, and his free right hand suddenly disappeared, turning into a cold shadow chain, flying out from all angles of the void, binding the scorching blade of destruction Goribor on the spot, and the blade of death held in his left hand struck forward with a standard Taisharak sword technique.

With the whistling of the blade, a pale bolt of lightning slicing through the darkness stabbed at the Dark Titan, who tried to parry with his arm, but the blade distorted the space, not hurting his outstretched arm at all, but stabbing directly into his flaming body.

The blade that shone with starlight and the breath of death pierced into the burning body, and the cold death power attached to it slapped on the surface of the Dark Titan's body, and in the howl of the cold wind of the spirit world, it seemed to completely extinguish the burning flames of destruction.

At the same time, among the stars of the present world, a piercing wound appeared on Sargeras's chest without warning, and the cold death frost came out of the wound, constantly flowing on the surface of the dark titan's body, like a chaotic blow, and in just a moment, Sargeras's body was frozen by a third.

But in the blink of an eye, the flames that burned like stars burned the frost that covered the body, as if the flames in the burning eyes of Sargeras, who was standing still, burst open, like the hottest solar storm erupting at this moment.

"What a good swordsmanship!"

"Look at this trick!"

The Dark Titan seemed to feel nothing, he let go of the flaming giant hand holding Gribel, and in a roar, his clenched fist, like a falling sun, seemed to break the barrier of space, and in an instant, he smashed a fist on Tyrion's body of death.

"Bang"

The Great Lord took a few steps back, and Sargeras's scorching claws followed him like a shadow, clasping the Great Lord's shoulder, his left hand was open, and there seemed to be a dark red sun burning in his palm, and the endless scorching heat even dispelled the inherent coldness of the Death Star Sea.

The Grand Lord, who had been choked by the shoulder, sensed the threat, and watched as Sargeras's outstretched palm slammed into his skull, and his figure dissipated in place like quicksand, trying to dodge the deadly blow.

This is the Sea of Death, this is the home of Death, and among the stars, Tyrion is almost omnipotent.

But no matter how he dodged, no matter what method he used to isolate the space, Sargeras's flaming hand seemed unstoppable, still stubbornly smashing into his forehead.

The gathering of the power of death could not stop the palm that burned like the sun.

The superposition of space is easily torn apart.

Even the endless annihilation of the essence of death could not dissipate the flames wrapped around his fingers.

The helpless Great Lord dodged and dissipated in place, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the edge of this star region in the Sea of Death, which was hundreds of thousands of light-years away from where Sargeras was.

But the next moment he appeared in the starry sky...

"Bang"

A palm that burned like the sun, through the layers of barriers, as if erasing the distance of the stars, was precisely clasped on Tyrion's forehead, and in the gathering of endless power, the death body of the Great Lord was crushed, and every bone was crushed and thrown into the light of the stars, incinerated into a smear of black ashes.

"It hurts!"

Like a complaint, a gloomy sound sounded in the starry sky in front of Sargeras's eyes, and Tyrion, who had been crushed and burned one second, reappeared the next second as if unscathed, from under the sea of stars full of death. He didn't seem to be hurt at all, and even the black trench coat he was wearing was as chic as before.

But both he and Sargeras knew very well that just now, Tyrion. Dawnblade "died" once.

With a flick of Tyrion's fingers, the dark red blade of death crossed the space and returned between his fingers. The Dark Titan also reached out and grabbed the hilt of Greble's sword, bound in the starry sky, and with a flick of his wrist, Tyrion broke free from the weapon's shadow chains.

Just looking at the current situation of the two, it's really hard to imagine that the two of them have been fighting against each other in the Sea of Death for a full 8 hours...

Except for some extra scars on Sargeras's body, the two of them were exactly the same as they were when they started the battle, and every sword and punch of their battle was enough to make two seas of stars tremble at the same time, but their results... It's like a kid's house.

"For the 189th time!"

The Dark Titan held the flaming black greatsword in both hands, he did not continue to attack, as if he was resting, he calmly looked at the great lord Tyrion in front of him, and said:

"You failed 189 times! I've lost my body 189 times, so do you want to continue? ”

"Buzz"

The dark red starblade longsword made several dark trails in Tyrion's hand, and his right eye looked at the Dark Titan, and then not to be outdone, he said:

"I also slashed your 327 sword, you were injured, although not serious, you bled out, although not much..."

"But I think I can continue to spend it, anyway, time is no longer meaningful to you and me... Keep it up with this, and sooner or later, I'll be able to consume you here! ”

The Great Lord stretched out his finger and shook it in the air, and a stubborn light danced in his eyes:

"I'm confident in that, what about you?"

"But the truth is that every time you 'die', the power of the Death Star Sea to 'resurrect' you is weaker."

Faced with this provocation, the Dark Titan sneered, he had seen through the trick of the Great Lord, and he retorted in a low voice:

"That's right, your sword is so sharp that it makes me feel the pain I haven't felt for a long time, and yes, in 'theory', it's indeed possible for you to kill me..."

"But I'm curious, will this self-aware sea of stars give you strength endlessly? How many times can you 'resurrect' before you reach the limit of that slumber? ”

"Hmm... Let me do the math. ”

The Great Lord tilted his head, as if he was really calculating, and after a few seconds, he replied earnestly:

"2415265 times... That's pretty much my limit. ”

"I feel like I'm sure I'll poke your strong body into a sieve before I fall asleep, and if I'm lucky enough and you're bad enough, you're really going to die here... I'm not trying to fool you, I'm telling you a fact. ”

"Actually, I prefer to call this group of stars 'Dead River' than the Sea of Death Stars, this is my own River of Death!"

Tyrion stretched out his arms, the black trench coat behind him suddenly lifted up, and countless phantoms belonging to Tyrion spread out behind him, as if covering the entire field of stars in an instant, his left eye was haunted by the pale power of death, and in his right eye was a touch of scarlet, like the reflection of blood hell.

Like the true god of death, with the cold, silent majesty of death, he said:

"It's huge, it's endless, you can only kill one drop of water at a time, how long will it take you to kill the whole river?"

"You're not a god!"

"You will bleed..."

"Turn away, Sargeras."

The High Lord admonished in a deep voice:

"There's no point in this battle, because you can't really kill Death, you're fighting against the stars that exist for eternity... It is it that conceives you, and you swing your sword at it. ”

"Okay. I'll admit, you might be a tough opponent. ”

The fire of destruction on Sargeras's body fluttered in the cold wind of the dead world blown by the stars, like a flame blown by the wind, it looked even more noisy, and his equally low voice echoed in this sea of death stars:

"But it's just hard. But you're right, maybe we don't need to fight, so let me ask you a few questions. ”

Pointing his finger at the stars behind him, the Dark Titan said:

"Can you see that? Tyrion..."

"Can you see those alien eyes in this stellar group? Those eyes with malice. ”

"Those whispers that float between the stars... The sea of stars turned purple star clusters, and under the distorted covered light, the star rings turned into a catastrophe of flesh and blood. ”

"The void has taken root at the edge of the stars that we can't perceive, and the sea of stars as far as your eyes can see will become a cradle of despair."

"Those dark whispers, those arcs that foreshadow a shattered future, those worlds that I have destroyed... The degenerates who are still trying to get up from the dregs... Do you know what fate would have befallen the stars that gave birth to you and me in the future without me? ”

In the face of Sargeras's questioning, the Great Lord did not hesitate, he nodded, and said calmly:

"I can hear, I can see. I can understand everything you say, compared to you and your Burning Legion, the Void is indeed the real big trouble. ”

"Excellent! You are wise. ”

The Dark Titan nodded in satisfaction, and he stretched out his hand towards Tyrion:

"You have stood at the top of the Steps of the Stars, just like Agrama once was, and you can see everything I can see, and you can understand everything I do."

"We must strangle the minions of the void in the cradle, only in this way can we ensure the purity of this star, and in the ashes of the wailing of the void, if you and I join forces, we can shape a perfect future! A new era! ”

"I'm here to resist the eclipse of the void, and you're here to transform the life and death of the stars, to make this star more prosperous, and to engrave in the flesh and blood of the living beings the factor against the void, so that the wicked people of the dark world can't put their hands into this world... I've felt it, and you have the power to do that! ”

"Now these stars are just failures under the weak planning of the Pantheon, they are not perfect, they have no resistance to the void, even if I do everything I can, I can't stop the void from growing wantonly among the stars, which makes me feel angry and regretful."

"Those lives are indeed innocent, but that's not their fault, it's the fault of the stars, it's too weak!"

The voice of the Dark Titan became sonorous:

"It's too weak for me to save, but the new era I'm shaping won't be so weak..."

"Tyrion, you can understand, and you must understand! We should do it! Join forces with me! ”

"With the help of death, we can even fight back all the way to the Void World! We can complete a real expedition! A real burning crusade! ”

Sargeras sent an invitation to Tyrion, very sincerely, the strength of the Great Lord was affirmed by the Dark Titan, and some of the tough ideas between the two coincided completely.

In the face of the Dark Titan's sincere invitation, Tyrion was silent for a long time, a slight hesitation shining in his eyes, but in the end, his insistent self-will prevailed.

He shook his head:

"I'm sorry, I can see the glory of joining forces with you, but I still choose to refuse!"

"I confess that your war against the Void is just, and I adore you for it, and therefore commend you, that you are a true great man and hero among the stars, but with all due respect, the burning expedition is wrong, for the hope you expect can never be born in destruction, and it was doomed from the beginning."

The High Lord raised his sword in his hand, he looked at Sargeras, the latter's face also turned cold at the High Lord's refusal, Tyrion took a deep breath, and said:

"You're right, this star is too fragile, and the life it conceives is so weak, but that's not a reason to give it up, let alone destroy it, it's like... You can't kill a child just when he is weak because he may become a wicked person in the future, and cut off his future so cruelly! ”

"You didn't give the stars time to make him strong. You, as the most powerful creature in the stars, you didn't teach the weaker beings how to protect themselves, and you didn't even tell them what they were wrong before you destroyed them..."

"Sargeras, you aspire to create a starry world powerful enough to fight the Void, but you use the destruction of the stars as a means of destroying them, so let me ask you a question..."

Tyrion waved his hand, the light of death circulating in his palm, and he asked with a serious face:

"If the next era you have built with your own hands does not satisfy you, will you destroy it? Just as you are destroying this era now? ”

"Yes, I will!"

The Dark Titan's tone was equally calm, and he swung his greatsword, his eyes shining with the same stubbornness:

"In the cycle of destruction again and again, there will always be a powerful era that conforms to my will! I'd rather it be destroyed in my hands than watch the stars fall into the void! ”

"Are you still going to stop me?"

"Pong, pong"

Two sword sounds, and in the face of the Dark Titan's questioning, the Great Lord replied with practical actions.

Sargeras had a hideous wound on his neck, blood like the fire of the sun burst out in the present world, and the body of the High Lord flickered in the flames.

The next moment, the two in the starry sky faced each other again.

"I'll prove it to you, Sargeras."

The Great Lord raised his sword and said:

"The life you want to destroy is not weak..."

"The ants in your eyes are stronger than you think..."

"They have the power to resist you, and they have the power to resist the void..."

"Today!"

"I'll prove it all! I'll prove it..."

"You're wrong!"

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors