The power of Kazgros gave Vanessa a great deal of knowledge about architecture, and now Ulduar, and even the previous layout of Oldum, has greatly inspired her, and the seemingly simple layout seems to be pregnant with some kind of cosmic truth.

This land has accumulated a lot of energy because of this layout, and when compared horizontally, it is a bit like the means by which the blood elves adjust the magic network and create the sunwell on the magic nodes.

It's just that it's much more ingenious than the principle of making the sunwell, and in Ulduar, it's not magic that powers the underground prison, but the power of the earth, the power of the storm, and the power of life, and the combination of several forces is very reasonable, and this is the mystery that has trapped the ancient god Yogsaron for countless years.

Vanessa's golden eyes wanted to see the specific route here, but unfortunately this knowledge was relatively advanced, and she couldn't understand the mystery for a while.

"I've seen the layout of Uldem, and now Ulduar is like that, why do you Guardians like this triangular distribution? How does it work? She asked Torim beside her about it.

In her opinion, the triangle of the scene is a bit strange, like the famous Molai triangle in her previous life.

"What? What triangle? Thorim looked confused.

Vanessa resisted the urge to complain, and your IQ level can only be accompanied by your hammer.

She shook her head, marked down the triangular distribution, and prepared to go back and ponder for herself: "...... Even if I didn't say it, you better hurry up and find your way! ”

Torim glanced at her inexplicably, what triangle he really didn't know, Ulduar has always been like this, no one thinks there is a problem.

"Oh, then let's hurry up, the city is big, your body is so small, I'm worried that your physical strength is not enough."

Vanessa pouted, "I'm worried you've forgotten your way home...... Hurry up, as long as my feet are still on the ground, I won't get tired, even if you don't have confidence in me, you should have some faith in the Titans, right? ”

"That's good." Torim took a closer look at her and found that her use of the power of the Titans had paid off, and it was safe to open the secret door.

He held out a hand against the wall.

The walls, which were indistinguishable from the surrounding rocks, quickly deformed, and then turned into a pit that was exactly the shape of Torim's palm.

Thorim's palm pressed down, and the wall slowly moved, revealing a deep passage in front of them.

Thorim stepped inside, Vanessa following him.

A static cyclone half-surrounded Torim, making his thirty-meter-tall body move without making a sound, not to mention Vanessa, fluttering, like a feather, as they bypassed the iron dwarves and giants patrolling Ulduar Square, and went straight into a ring-shaped antechamber.

Vanessa has seen a lot of Titan buildings, but the Tomb of Tyre is a mausoleum built by the Veku people for the sacrificial Guardian, and it is purely an imitation, and Uldaman is an underground temple carved out by the Golem, neither of which is strictly the work of the Guardian.

Ulduar, on the other hand, is the largest and most important stronghold of the Guardians, and it can be called a city.

At its peak, all nine Guardians had stopped here, and Ulduar had built it with great momentum, and just by entering the front hall, you could feel the power of these Guardians in the Ancient Era after sealing the Ancient Gods and defeating the Elemental Legions.

The temple was spotless, with huge walls carved with frescoes, and the floor painted with geometric shapes of unknown significance, all of which seemed to show the majesty of Ulduar, the everlasting lamps still emitted a gentle glow even after tens of thousands of years, and on both sides of the aisle, you could still vaguely see some Golem guards, who were tirelessly carrying out their tasks, no days off, no pay, and a lifetime.

Circumventing the Golem's patrol route, Vanessa is led by Torrim to the next level, which is officially Ulduar's Palace.

Further down the palace is the prison of the ancient god Yogsaron, who is still more corrupt than Cthun in the Battle of Angela that day.

As an inexplicable whisper sounded in her heart, Vanessa knew that Yugsaron was not her old friend who sold tea, and that her old friend, if nothing else, should be N'Zos of Neosaro.

Enzos is talking to you, observing your inner desires, inducing loopholes in your heart, and turning the impossible into a possibility. Yugsaron's first impression of Vanessa was completely different, this ancient god had a very domineering style, and without saying a word, he came up and threw out a lot of spiritual pollution of unknown significance.

In this regard, she can only mobilize the power of the Titans and rely on the energy of the Titans to protect her mind.

Thorim has an indifferent attitude, he doesn't care what is polluted or not, and he doesn't care at all.

"Mimiron should be in his workshop, that guy only plays with those scrap metals, and he's a veritable coward." It was clear from the words that Thorim had a little contempt for Mimiron as a companion, and he would not have come at all if he had not asked for it now.

Vanessa didn't say a word, pretending to be a passerby.

When you really go to the palace below, it is a lot quieter, and the guardians each have a piece of territory, for example, Freya stays in her own garden of life, Hodir stays in the land of ice, Torim has her own Thunder Arena, and Mimiron only stays in her own processing workshop, and they don't communicate with each other at all.

Thorim had not returned for tens of thousands of years since he left Ulduar, but at this time he still visited his neighbors as awkwardly as in his own home.

The palace on this level is very quiet, even if Lorcan is corrupted by the old gods, he has his own pride, he believes that the temple of the guardian should remain sacred, and those miscellaneous soldiers cannot come down here.

This invisibly made it convenient for Thorim and Vanessa, who brazenly walked down the Ring Road, and after getting Thorim's beloved hammer from the easternmost Thunder Arena, they headed to the westernmost Spark of Thought Workshop.

The fact that one of these two Guardians lives in the easternmost and the other in the westernmost part shows how bad their relationship usually is.

"Wow! - "Walking out of the corridor, seeing the tunnel 150 meters high and 300 meters wide, the huge subway and the track that cannot be seen at a glance, even Vanessa felt that it was an eye-opener.

Compared to the subway here in Mimiron, the subway from Ironforge to Stormwind is a toy.

If this thing were sold to Stormwind, how much would it cost? Vanessa couldn't help but reverie.

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