"Ahh

A cry of pain came from the crowd of Croku warriors, the Broken, who had survived in the darkness for millennia, if not tens of thousands, of recklessly, raising their heads to look at the sun, only to be burned in their fragile eyes.

They rolled on the ground, covering their eyes and wailing, but that didn't stop the others from continuing to look at the sun, the warm, veil-like sunlight.

The golden sun, which represents life and hope...

It was something that did not exist in Agus, and for these refugees who had been in the darkness for a long time, it was the best gift that fate had given them.

"Don't look at it! Don't look at the ball of light! ”

Chief Hatton tore open his robes, covered the children's eyes with strips of cloth, and then angrily scolded the stupid people behind him, but shouted and shouted, and tears were left in his eyes, not only because of the burning sun, but also because of the interweaving of past and present, despair and hope.

The Tabu sheep domesticated by the Croku were also panicked by the sun's rays, and the whole valley was in chaos, but this could not affect the excitement surging in the hearts of the people, and while helping the burned Croku to enter the cave to rest, Nuri couldn't help but look at the blue planet in the distance, where he came, Azeroth, the land of life and hope, it seemed to be within reach.

"We succeeded, we did it!"

Nuri clenched his fists, and the son of Viren was also very excited at this moment, because he had fulfilled his father's last wish, and he comforted his father's spirit in heaven.

But his mission isn't over yet.

"Nuri, I'm leaving."

Observer Algalon, the star born from this group of stars, also seemed a little surprised after witnessing the victory of this world teleportation, as an observer, he has witnessed the ups and downs of countless civilizations, and has seen the scene of the sun extinguishing countless times, but it is also the first time he has seen and participated in such a miraculous legend as today.

But as a member of the Star Spirit, he was able to regulate his emotions very quickly, and he said to Nuri in a calm voice:

"My mission is not yet complete, there are still too many lost civilizations in this group of stars to be saved, and the world of Argus will be their refuge in the future, but until then, you must complete your mission..."

"I know!"

Nuri straightened his waist and said solemnly to the star spirit in front of him:

"I've gathered enough information over the past month that the demons have indeed brought the Titan Souls of the Stars back to Antorus, and I'll stay here and work with these Croku to shape a base for the upcoming warriors."

"Yes, that's good."

Observer Algalon nodded, and he admonished:

"The Guardians of Tyrion and Ulduar have their own agendas, and this final battle has only just begun, and I may not see the day of victory, but I am confident that you will live up to that world... You will not fail Azeroth..."

Algalon's body slowly dissipated in the flow of starlight, just as he came, and his last voice echoed in Nouri's ears:

"I will pray for you among the stars, warriors."

"May Azeroth live among the stars."

Nuri stood there watching Algalon's starlight spark burst into the sky, praying for the observer, and at that moment, an exclamation came from behind Nuri, causing the young man to turn around, only to see in the distance of the world of Argus, at the end of the shattered earth, a dark giant stood like a towering mountain on the shattered earth, holding a flaming greatsword in his hand.

The dark giant's size was still expanding, and he crouched slightly, as if he was about to charge.

"That's Agrama!"

Chief Hatton shouted:

"What are the Fallen Titans for?"

"He's going to Azeroth!"

Nuri shook aside the crowd in front of him and rushed to the rocks of the valley, he picked up his binoculars and looked out at the distant land, where the body of the fallen titan Agrama had broken through 300 meters in the flames of the core of the world where Argus had collapsed, and had become a true terror giant.

Just as Nuri adjusted the telescope horizon, the titan who stood on the throne of Antorus suddenly got up, and the dark red body, entangled in fire and magma, was pushed by the huge force, broke away from the gravitational pull of the Argus world, and rushed into the dead stars, extremely fast, like a meteorite falling from the sky, straight towards the world of Azeroth.

And the earth that had withstood the power of the Fallen Titans was like being bombarded by an invisible punch at this moment, and the entire Antolan wasteland was shaking wildly, and the evil magma gushing out from the ground erupted like a volcano on the surface of the earth's crust, and even the land of Crocoun shook like an earthquake, and the mountains that had become fragile under the erosion of evil energy were peeled off one after another, and between the collapse of the boulders, it was like a real disaster.

That's a Titan!

Even if he is not as powerful as the Dark Titan Sargeras, who can easily slash the galaxy with a single sword, he is still a Titan, and he is still Agrama, the defender who was once known for his bravery, and no one dares to underestimate him in this group of stars.

Seeing the gradually expanding Agrama leap into the starry sky and rushing towards Azeroth, Nuri raised his finger and activated the black ring on his finger, which was connected to the Darkblade Legion, and it was naturally impossible for it to take effect in the distant Argus, but now that Argus had come to Azeroth, the ring was finally reactivated at a distance not too far from the stars.

"Agrama, the Fallen Titan, has gone to Azeroth! Get ready! ”

"I already know, and I have been waiting for him, Nuri, to the Makere, the seat of the Archons, to set the coordinates... Soon someone will come to you. ”

It wasn't Nuri's previous contact, Iriel, who answered him, but a deeper, calmer voice that Nuri recognized, the owner of which was in charge the day his father died.

This is the Great Lord of the Darkblade, Tyrion...

Dead Monarch.

At the end of the communication, Nuri looked at the blue planet in the distance in disbelief, he recalled the past, and he muttered to himself:

"It's all ... Did you expect all of this? ”

Agrama flew among the dead stars.

The body of this fallen titan is expanding rapidly in the spread of power, he is the manifestation of the spirit of the world, he is a real titan, a member of the pantheon, he has the ability to change the size of the body at will, and the body of the titans is born from the core of the world, and it grows with the whole world, until the spirit of the world sleeps in the core of the world awakens.

It is a body made of a world, and in its ultimate state, the Titans can transform into giants larger than the world, and Agrama can do it too.

And in his hand, the flaming flaming greatsword Taisharak also became even greater as the Fallen Titan's body expanded, it was a spiritual weapon, it was a broken giant sword, the blade was broken from the middle, and above that broken blade was the sword of destruction that extended from the raging red flames, and the heavy meaning of this weapon was beyond the comprehension of the young beings in these stars.

This was the sword of the Dark Titan Sargeras, a relic of the stars born at the beginning of the universe, when the intact sword attached to the fire of creation became Goshracher, which means "Dark Repayer" in Titan, and the bronze Titan Sargeras, the most powerful warrior of the Pantheon, held this sword of creation, and together with his brothers, shaped the peaceful order for the stars.

At that time, Sargeras was a protector, a staunch, and the noblest warrior.

Unfortunately, Sargeras witnessed the Void's corrosion of the present world, and when he saw the world that was completely infected by the power of the Void, and heard the cry of the infant world spirit, his anger and self-reproach burned the will of the Bronze Titan like a flame, and also revealed to him the apocalyptic future that all things will eventually return to the Void Heat.

Sargeras fell, embraced more violent evil powers, strengthened his will to destroy, and as the most powerful creature of the stars, he wanted to save them in his own way.

But his saber was broken, a spiritual weapon, and it didn't want to see the stars destroyed under its blade, so the weapon chose to disintegrate itself, and the part that was still held by Sargeras became Grebour, the Dark Boiler, and the broken part was eventually picked up in the wreckage of the stars by Agrama, who had come to find Sargeras.

Vowed to save his brother from the madness of destruction, the Defender reshaped the broken weapon into a new sword, shaped it in the hottest flames of the stars, and named it Tisharacher, the Flame Ripper, but unfortunately, during the last meeting between Pantheon and Sargeras, the Dark Titan refused to redeem his brothers, and with a ferocious assault, he once again slashed the world and tore apart the bodies of the Titans who were caught off guard.

The soul of the defender Agrama failed to escape, was captured by Sargeras, and then reshaped into a fallen titan, and the only thing that accompanied him along the way was this blade that belonged to salvation and protection.

Among the stars, the story of Agrama is widely circulated, and not all civilizations are as ignorant of the Titans as Azeroth, and in those stories Tishalah's name is distorted to Taisharak, but the meaning is the same, referring to the flaming blade in Agrama's hand.

Compared to the so-called "artifacts" circulated by Azeroth, Tesharak and Graybol are the real artifacts among the stars.

Agrama's eyes were fixed on Azeroth, and he could feel the life of the world in front of him, and he could see that the world seemed to have begun to heal itself, recovering from the catastrophe infested by the void, which slightly shook the Fallen Titan's will to destroy.

He had heard Almansur, the king of the gods, say that the spirit of the planet conceived by Azeroth is the most powerful of all the Titans, and once Elune is truly mature, she will have the power to fight against Sargeras, but unfortunately, this planet has been infected by the Void a long time ago, and she may not live to the day when she matures, and most importantly, the Void is also coveting Elune's potential.

Once the Void completes the corrosion of Elune, the Void Titan with terrifying potential will become the most terrifying nightmare for Sargeras and his reshaping of the stars, and she will be used by the Void Forces against Sargeras, if Almansur's evaluation is true, it means that the Void Forces are likely to win the final victory of this Star War from Elune!

The Fallen Titan stood among the dead stars, his body as large as the planet Azeroth, and he waved Tesharak in his hand, and the scorching firestorm on his sword was like a sun.

He had to fulfill Sargeras's instructions, just as Sargeras had given the poor star spirit the same relief, and he would also give Azeroth the final relief...

Although the lives of Azeroth fought and even performed a miracle that even the Titans had admired and moved a planet to Azeroth, this could not change Agrama's will, the planet was too dangerous for the stars to disappear!

Agrama's eyes burst into a scorching fire, he stood among the stars, lifted the huge Taisharak in his hand, and in the next second, the planet in front of him was about to be split in half by him, and the fate of all things would end.

And at this very moment, a faint, pitiful, voice with endless supplication sounded in Agrama's heart, it was the voice of the spirit of the world, it was the voice of Elune.

"Nope! Please, don't do that... The last remnants of the Void of this world are being removed, I will regain my health, and I will become a true Titan like you, Agrama, give me a chance! ”

"You're awake?"

The will of the Fallen Titans responded with surprise:

"It's amazing that you have a complete mind of your own before you even reach maturity... Your potential is amazing..."

"But alas, my compatriots, we can't take any chances, the Void Gate has been opened in your world, and it may not be long before you will be infected and degraded, and I don't have much time to heal you... Orders from Sargeras, I... I can't disobey..."

"That's the least! Minimum..."

Elune's voice became more delicate, and like a pleading little girl, she said in a voice with a weeping voice:

"At least help me destroy the seed of the void, so that I die like a real, clean titan... All right? Brother..."

This "brother" made the flaming sword that Agrama slashed hover in the dead silence of the stars, the Titans are not ordinary lives, there is no blood relationship between them, but becoming a Titan means that they are a whole, it is a bond deeper than blood, even Sargeras never forgets to reunite his past brothers with him, not to mention the forcibly distorted Agrama.

There was still a glimmer of will in his heart that belonged to the defenders he once had, otherwise, he would not have allowed those pathetic Crocus to hide in Argus for nearly 10,000 years.

He looked at the weeping world in front of him, and the inner struggle made Agrama a little confused, but the will that belonged to the Titans finally prevailed, and he said:

"Alright, that's what you want..."

"Void, the end has come!"

In the midst of the shouts of the stars, Agrama's body raised its flaming hand and clutched at the endless sea of Azeroth, trying to snatch the last of the Elder Gods out of this world, among the stars...

Execute!

And on the Endless Sea, Tyrion looked at the terrifying giant hand that opened and fell from the sky, the fingers rubbing wildly against the air, the burning fire it brought, and the panicked ancient god Enzos, who had a premonition that the end was coming, and frantically hid deeper into the Endless Sea, like a lost dog, in the apocalyptic flames, the Great Lord let out a hearty laugh:

"Greet your apocalypse, Enzos... It took me a lot of effort to bring His Excellency Agrama here. ”

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