Under the canopy of stars, in the midst of a nameless planet that had been completely shattered, the Great Lord sat on the edge of the shattered planet, looking at the blue world in the distance with a lonely look.

Beside him, sat an illusory spirit.

That's Agrama.

It is not Agrama the Fallen, but Agrama, who has been purged of all evil and returned to the protector of purity.

His appearance had regained its former nobility, blue and white armor, long black hair with a jeweled iron hoop crown, and beneath the crown was a face as strong as a rock, and those blue eyes seemed to be the reflection of the stars.

It is said that the Titan Guardians' appearance is based on the Titans, so Agrama the Guardian looks like a real Veku.

And on the shards of earth behind them were the Titan Body of Agrama the Fallen, a body made of the arcane rock of the core of the world with endless rifts, world-destroying flames bursting from those flames, and scorching blood similar to magma, as if the Titan Body was still alive, but in reality, it was dead.

There is no life.

"I still don't understand..."

The Titan Soul, washed by pure death, rubbed his forehead, and he said to the Great Lord beside him in a deep voice:

"How the hell did you kill me?"

"In terms of pure strength, you are a little worse than me, in terms of stamina, I can draw arcane and evil energy from the stars, and you can also get the gift of death from the stars, so we are almost equal, your combat experience is definitely not as good as mine, and even the imitation of Taisharak's sword skills is not like the four... There's no way you're going to kill me. ”

"It's the reflection of death."

Faced with the doubts of the defender Agrama, the Great Lord did not hide it, but calmly replied:

"You have the reflection of death in your body, I didn't stab you in the vital point, in fact, there is no vital point in the body of the Titan, I just awakened the reflection of death, turning life and death in your body upside down, that's all."

"But we are eternal!"

The Spirit of Agrama went on to retort:

"All Titans have been free from the shackles of death since the moment they matured, and nothing in the stars could really kill us, not even Sargeras, who only shredded our bodies... Wait, you're talking about..."

"Yes, that's it!"

The High Lord shrugged his shoulders, the pale light of his left eye reflecting the dead silence of the stars, and he whispered:

"Sargeras has destroyed your bodies, although your souls are still there, but your bodies did "die" once, even if he forged a new body for you in the core of the world of Argus, but the reflection of death is still engraved in your soul, I can't kill the arcane itself, it is the power of the same level of death, so I can't annihilate the soul of the Titan, but I can kill your body again with the presence of that death reflection on the symbolic level... It's easy. ”

"Hmm... Is that so? ”

The defender finally got an explanation for death, he rubbed his chin, and there was a glint of anticipation in his blue eyes, and after a few seconds, the illusory spirit turned to look at the High Lord, and said:

"Then can you use this trick to deal with..."

"Sargeras?"

Before Agrama could finish speaking, the Great Lord guessed Agrama's thoughts, and he shook his head with some regret:

"No, the Dark Titan Sargeras has not been defeated since he was born, he has always brought death to others, and death has never left a reflection or mark on him, the same method cannot be used against him, not even a threat, there is no shortcut in facing Sargeras."

Hearing the High Lord's answer, the Defender was also a little regretful, he raised his head and looked at the world of Azeroth in the distance, and he whispered:

"So, are you going to fight Sargeras alone as if you were fighting me? IMHO, you don't have a chance of winning... Even if you are now truly one with death, you will not have a chance of winning, and the strength of Sargeras is beyond your imagination. ”

"I know."

The Great Lord said calmly:

"There is not only power in the sea of death, but also the knowledge of the dead, I have seen the figure of Sargeras countless times in those knowledge and memories, there is no death thread on his body, for him, the concept of death is meaningless, just like those strong and unreasonable Void Lords are still unable to use the void to infect the Dark Titan."

Tyrion's one-eyed gaze at the dead stars overhead, he said:

"Sargeras, who has stepped out of the shackles of the six powers, is independent and beyond this star."

The Grand Lord's answer made the defender Agrama also silent for a while, he knew that Tyrion was right, Sargeras was so strong, so strong that it was unreasonable, as if his appearance was the doomed catastrophe in this group of stars.

"And what are you going to do?"

The two of them, who were still fighting to the death just now, were like true allies at this time, discussing how to deal with the approaching Sargeras, and in the face of Agrama's inquiry, the High Lord turned his head and glanced at the cold body lying behind him, and said:

"I'm going to rebuild the Pantheon."

"What do you mean?"

Agrama paused for a moment, and he said to the high lord:

"It's useless, in the world of Nailan, Sargeras's full force destroyed all the Titan's entities with one blow, even if you take back all the Titan souls of the Pantheon, we are united, and we are not Sargeras's opponents, not to mention, you can't find so many worlds like Argus to reshape our bodies."

"Nope! I don't mean to resurrect you, in the world of Nailan, you have proven your failures, and doing the same thing over and over again with different expectations is something that only a madman would do. ”

A hint of coldness flashed in the Great Lord's one-eyed eye, and he said:

"I just need you to make a noble sacrifice."

He pointed his finger at Azeroth, and he said:

"Look there! That little girl, Elune, is the hope, but she lacks time, and I need you to join me in buying time for her. ”

The High Lord looked at Agrama, and he said without reservation:

"It's a tough choice, but unfortunately, neither you nor I have any other choice."

The High Lord's calmness silenced Agrama's awake soul for a long time, and after a few minutes he glanced at Azeroth again, and said:

"You're so blunt... Aren't you afraid that we will unite to resist? A mere god of death can't stop the power of all the Titan Souls, and we may not be able to defeat Sargeras, but we are more than enough to unite and seal you in time. ”

"Indeed, you can do it."

A smile tugged at the corner of the Great Lord's mouth, and he asked rhetorically:

"But you, will you do that?"

Looking at the last one eye left of the Great Lord, Agrama finally shook his head, and the hearty defender burst out laughing, saying:

"Well, well, we're not going to do that, and there's some truth to what you're saying, but have you ever considered Elune's thoughts? Seeing his 'relatives' sacrifice, but only in exchange for a chaotic and vague future... It's cruel to make a little girl make such a choice! ”

"It's cruel, so I'm not going to let her choose."

The Great Lord was silent for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief:

"I'll make a choice for her..."

"Such stars, such a fate, if she wants to live, if she wants to protect the fire of life that is already faint to the extreme, she must bear this weight, she must respond to the expectations of those creatures, they are born because of her, and they will die for her, this is her destined fate."

"She's going to hate you!"

Agrama Says:

"She's a wise enough spirit of the world, there are some things you can't hide from her, you gave everything to protect that world, but what you get in the end is probably not a grateful hug, but a sword piercing into the heart..."

The protector's words made the Great Lord's gaze fall silent, and finally, he shook his head and said calmly:

"I'm used to it."

"Speaking of which, are the Titans as emotional as you? Love and hate at every turn? I thought you should be more majestic. ”

"We are also life, although we are not the same as most lives, but we are also life, we also have joys and sorrows, and we also have feelings, even more intense than mortal feelings."

The protector looked up at the stars he had guarded and hurt by him, and his eyes lit up with relief, and he said:

"You really love them, which makes you so determined to meet that bleak future... If you had been born as a Titan, and as one of us, perhaps the pantheon catastrophe would not have happened. ”

"You say I love them?"

The Great Lord smiled:

"Maybe, but it feels terrible, it makes me feel like I'm a human again... Well, there's too much to talk about these meaningless topics, let's get down to business! ”

Tyrion's one-man eye regained its calm and coldness, and he said to Agrama:

"I'll make sure one last time, the pantheon that evolved from the beginning of the stars is still there, right?"

"It's there!"

The defender nodded, and said solemnly:

"On the eve of his destruction, my brother Nogannon used his magic to hide the Pantheon itself, a temple between the present and the unreal, where the Titans' power could gather when their souls sat on the throne."

"But for Elune, the Pantheon alone isn't enough, you also need to solve an important problem, about Elune's Titan Body."

Agrama the Protector looked at the world of Azeroth, and he said to the High Lord:

"The bodies of the Titans are condensed little by little with the growth of the world, in the core of the world, it is the symbolic evolution of a world civilization, and it is also the only body in the stars that is enough to carry the soul of the Titans, but this world is too young, Elune's body may not have begun to be cast, if you want her to participate in the war, you must prepare a body for her in advance."

"Can't you use yours?"

The High Lord looked at the dark red Titan body in the shattered earth behind him, which, in his plan, was the armor for Elune.

But he clearly underestimated the complexity of the matter.

"It's not that it can't be, it's not enough!"

Agrama said solemnly:

"Elune's potential is huge, which means that the body that can carry her soul is stronger than the average Titan body. It's not enough for me to create a body in the core of Argus's world, it's been destroyed, and you'll need to find another Titan body, which our guardians left behind in Ulduar are capable of maintaining, and the fusion of the two Titan bodies will need to take place in a stellar core. ”

"This is a task that only you can do..."

"yes, I see."

The High Lord nodded, he looked at Agrama, and he asked:

"Anything else to look out for?"

"That's all for now."

The protector turned his head to glance at the longsword of Taisharak stuck in the shattered earth, and a flash of remembrance flashed in his blue eyes, and he turned to the High Lord and said:

"Use this sword well, and only Tesharak can block Greebor in the hands of Sargeras..."

"Nope! I don't need to. ”

The Great Lord shook his head:

"This sword is for Elune, and only she can exert its full power, it's more like fate, the showdown between the Dark Titan and the Hope Titan, Elune has to face Sargeras head-on, she must hold this sword... As for me..."

Tyrion's fingers moved slightly, and a pale death sword jumped into his hand, and he said:

"Death is my weapon... That's enough. ”

"Okay."

Agrama took a step back, the awake Titan soul looked at the Great Lord in front of him, as if they were old friends, he reached out and handed a shard of shining light to Tyrion, he blinked:

"This is all Taisarak's sword skills, believe me, if you want to fight Sargeras, you need it, your swordsmanship is too bad, if you don't improve it, you may be hacked to death by Sargeras at the moment of war..."

"Is it really that bad?"

Tyrion smiled and took the fragment of his soul, and when he looked up again, there was no smile in his eyes, and he said to Agrama solemnly:

"So... Goodbye to the Pantheon. ”

"Well, goodbye to the Pantheon."

Agrama's soul body began to dissipate, and in the final nod, his Titan soul disappeared completely, and a blue soul gem was suspended in front of the High Lord's eyes, held in Tyrion's hand, and the Great Lord stood alone in this shattered world, and finally, his body swelled rapidly, like a giant rampaging among the stars, he grabbed the body of the Fallen Titan and his sword, and threw it at Azeroth.

That world needs news of victory, it needs to crush desperate hopes.

The High Lord himself, on the other hand, was suspended outside of Azeroth, like a terrifying shadow that shrouded the entire world.

He opened his hands, as if he wanted to touch the world, but in the end, he was just rare, gentle, holding the world in his arms, like, the last goodbye...

A few seconds later, the High Lord's figure holding the world of Azeroth slowly dissipated...

It's as if he's never been there...

He has become dead ...

At the price...

He will never be able to enter this world in any way...

In the eyes of the world, he is truly dead... All horror stories related to Tyrion also seem to have come to an end.

The great lord Tyrion, who did a lot of evil, but eventually lost his way and saved the world. The Blade of Dawn is here.

He died at this time,

He died at this moment... Fupin Chinese