The true gods are immortal, and they are high at the top of this world, both in terms of the level of life and the rules of existence. Even powerful Titans and True Dragons can be considered "mortal" by true gods.

Yes, in those great golden bloodlines, there will always be otherworldly strengths, and even legends that can wrestle with true gods. But no matter what, even if he is such a strong person, he still has the day to die. The gods, on the other hand, can achieve true immortality, and will share their destiny with the existence of the whole world, and live with heaven and earth.

At least, until the Fire Stealer accomplished his first feat of mortal god-killing, everyone was convinced of it......

Then, in the aftermath of the War of the Gods, countless beings deemed immortal fell a full A4 piece of paper. In the face of such an end-time catastrophe, God, like mortals, wails in despair in the face of the fear of death. Or rather, the gods will be more desperate than mortals. As a god who died in the Great War said before his death: "When mortals die, they will either be taken away by their gods, or they will go directly to the realm of reincarnation controlled by Palogne and wait for the beginning of the next life...... But after the fall of our gods, where is the fate of our souls? ”

I have to say that these words really made many gods tremble. These gods, who were much taller than everything they wanted in terms of the rules of existence, did not perform well in that apocalyptic catastrophe. In that era, most mortals relied on their own power to save the world, and the indestructible supreme divine power of the mythical age was irretrievably shaken.

So, in the current world, the gods may be able to continue to pretend to be a tall image in front of the melon-eating masses who are foolish and foolish. But in the eyes of those who are truly extraordinarily powerful, and even those who have mastered knowledge, they can no longer represent an insurmountable barrier.

"True gods will fall, and mortals may be immortal!" This is a certain objective truth that gradually emerged in the War of the Gods and in the following eras.

Of course, most people still find this sentence too blasphemous, especially for the clergy. We must know that the clergy, whether it is an evil god or the Holy Spirit, eats after all by the presence of the gods. However, it is important to know that once such a seed is planted in the human heart, it is no longer possible to dig it up.

Now, as clergy serving the Bloodthirsty King, the shamans of Orgrimmar did not hesitate to make a move on their gods, and everyone seemed to have come up with their own ultimate move, without any delay or hesitation.

…… Well, that three-headed troll, if you didn't guess it, should be the chief of the earth spirit shaman in the previous life, known as the "king of trolls" Gopon. We must know that the life of the mountain trolls is shorter than that of their plains trolls, and the natural lifespan is only about 50 years, and they live like a beast all their lives; However, one for every 100 trolls may grow a second head in old age, thus awakening the innate spell-casting ability, increasing the lifespan to 150 years, and the intelligence will also reach the level of normal intelligent creatures; After the age of 100, every 1,000 two-headed trolls will grow a third head, and when their lifespan rises to more than 300 years, they will become the top talent caster while obtaining the Gundam Only.

However, the population of the Plains Trolls is there, and their habits determine that they are far more likely to die in their youth than at the end of their lives. And this shaman master Gopon? Crack Rock is the only three-headed troll that Orgrimmar has successfully evolved in 500 years.

A hundred years ago, he retired from the Shamanic Order for the position of Celestial Shaman after failing to compete with the shaman master Keberus, who was then known as the "Mountain Breaker", "Demon Dominator", and "Dragon Slayer". It wasn't until more than fifty years later when Emperor Steemsun conquered the war that he reappeared, and he joined the battle with a sense of responsibility as one of the top combat forces of the spellcasters of the clan alliance. Unfortunately, though, a powerful caster with three heads doesn't have much of a decisive power until the difference in absolute power is impossible. Most of the clans were beaten by the overlord and could only prostrate on their knees, and the impregnable Thunder Cliff Fortress did not even serve any purpose, and lost its value as a fortress.

After that, the master shaman of the three-headed troll, Gopon, once again disappeared from the stage of Orgrimmar's history. Many people thought he was dead, until now...... Of course, what is certain is that he has also entered his twilight years.

In Lu Xi's sight, the trolls of the three heads are extremely unaesthetically dear creatures from that point of view. However, standing at the feet of Parkens, who is more than 5 meters tall and has three hideous and ugly heads, he seems to be a sculpture representing "indomitable" and "resistance", full of the painstaking efforts and beauty of a master sculptor.

Old Sword Saint Murro? Thunder Roar, with his cooperation, found an opportunity to give Parkens another heavy blow, and he himself would never let go of such an opportunity. When he smashed his opponent's front legs with his massive battering ram, he withdrew his arms. He folded his fists above his head and slammed them into the ground. The stalagmites and earth fissures that had already surrounded the Bloodthirsty King's massive body were turned into boiling lava and flames by the high temperature that appeared out of nowhere in an instant, and directly began to burn his abdomen.

"You, Gopon! Will you rebel against your God too? Have you forgotten? At that time, who was the guide to grow the third head? Parkens roared as he felt the pain in his back and side at the same time.

"That voice in the dark, right? I guessed then that it was you, my Holy See. The old troll, who had also entered his twilight years, sighed - the average age of the last masters of this group of clan alliances is really old, could it be that the Mesozoic generation has all died in my hands? Lu Xi couldn't help but think like this.

"Your soul was suppressed under the world barrier maintained by the forbidden spell of Laxis, but after all, it has not fallen, and you can barely communicate with your own kingdom. Then, through the medium of the kingdom of God, you can complete the dialogue with us, your clergy. For thousands of years, you have not relinquished control of the Shamanic Order and Orgrimmar. Of course, you will also choose individuals who are worth cultivating, help them grow, and give them combat experience, knowledge, and even the most intuitive power! Thank you, if it weren't for your spiritual guidance two hundred years ago, I would not have survived that life and death hurdle when I was seriously injured at that time, right? ”

"Then you're still so ......"

"But aren't we, all of us, more than just a useful tool for you?" The old Gopon couldn't help but laugh, and then before his own god could refute it, he added, "To each his own, you need us as your minions, and we also need your spiritual maintenance." If it's really just such a tool, there's nothing wrong with that. However, it's a pity, I know that I am a tool, but after using it badly, I will be discarded like garbage, and my heart is not a taste after all! What am I alive for today, your Holy See, have you really not thought of it at all? ”

Well, there's a story in that. I don't know what's going on, but the big three-headed guy looks like he's holding a grudge against the Bloodthirsty King! Maybe he almost hung up back then, and being able to survive was completely a protagonist-level halo hanging. A person with outstanding ability and great prospects is used as a tool by his own leader, and after losing his use value, he is left to die; However, he suddenly crawled back from hell, ready to take revenge on the leader who had abandoned him in the first place. That's right, although such a plot is too old-fashioned, it seems very appropriate to put it here!

Let's not mention how much plot Lu Xi made up in an instant. All the clan alliance powerhouses present seemed to regard Parkens as their mortal enemy, and they all took this opportunity to pounce one by one, ignoring Lu Xi, the real enemy.

"What a wretched God. The so-called rebellion of relatives and the enemies of the whole world are no different. Lu Xi didn't know whether to sympathize or disdain at this time: "However, no matter what, this guy has also served as the guardian saint of the orcs for several years!" You can't even have one or two faithful protectors, can you? In our hometown, whether it is the last Hu dynasty that was useless or the first republic that was useless, there are many filial sons and grandchildren after their demise, even after decades or hundreds of years, there are old and young people who wear linen and wear filial piety and cry for their fathers and mothers. You Parkens is also an old god who has mixed up from the mythological era, and his background is much better than that old zombie cow of the Aotian system, how can he not even mix the offspring of wild boar skin and peanuts? ”

"Because you've killed all of his friends!" The Golden Horde Khan Asog said beside Lu Xi. I don't know when, he has already walked over with a big flag. Of course, such a close distance is far from safe, and it seems that this famous "Dragon Heart" is ready to play in person.

A mere 6 ...... Belch? Tsk, it's still quite obvious that I haven't seen you for a while, this guy is still quite obvious, this is really strange, I thought that after becoming the Golden Horde Khan, I would have to be busy playing with others every day, and I wouldn't have much time to exercise. You should have gotten some kind of magic weapon, or what luck bonus would you have when you became the supreme throne, right? However, this still doesn't work, and it still doesn't change the fact that you can only play the role of high-level cannon fodder on the highest-end battlefield against the true gods, that is, you can only last a few rounds.

Besides, it's really not like you to be so reckless, Asog. As a so-called brainstorm, shouldn't you honestly hide behind the cover, wave your flag, shout and cheer, and brainwash your subordinates with MLM-level slogans, so that they can boil their blood one by one, advance without retreat, die without life? Until the end, when everyone is almost dead, it will be good to come out and pose as a hero to accept the victory and cheers.

"I mean, in your case, does the so-called Mind Sect mean a despicable villain who hides in a safe place and fools others to send them to death?" He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Isn't it? The so-called meat eaters are despicable, and this should be common in every world. Lu Xi said in a natural tone: "Of course, many times, as long as the meat eaters gnaw some gray gnocchi and grain stubble in the same manger with their cannon fodder farts when necessary, they can be moved to the ground." Although there is nothing new in this routine, it is still decisive to be simple and durable! Is that so? Asog Khan? ”

"Yes! You're right, a superior like you and me, returning to the source, is about such an abominable appearance, right? Assog smiled and said, "Although I am trying to convince myself that I am fighting against the Bloodthirsty King solely for the future of the Clan Alliance, in fact, it is only for myself in the end. ”

"Indeed, you are too smart, your planning, action and vision are top-notch, give you time, and if you don't meet me, you may really become the unborn hero of Orgrimmar." Lu Xi said that he was actually praising the other party very frankly, but Asog showed an expression of "Wow, is this praising me or yourself, I am still the first time I have seen such a brazen person", and his face was full of tears and laughter.

"As long as the Bloodthirsty King is not Shi Lezhi, it is impossible for someone like you to continue to sit in the position of the Golden Horde. If I'm not mistaken, when you arrive in the so-called New World with the refugee elite of the Clan Alliance, it's about time for him to purge you, right? ”

Asog nodded, looking at the corpse of Bargasa over there, his eyes seemed to be in a trance: "Yes, she told me. ”

“…… I won't ask her how she knows, I guess it's a long story. Lu Xi nodded: "I think she also firmly believes that after losing the confinement of the Bloodthirsty King, you orcs will have a better future, right?" ”

“…… After all, the future is the future, and in the current situation, even if I am as arrogant as I am, I don't dare to talk about this word anymore. As long as I can survive with the clan, I will be considered to have completed the historical mission of this Golden Horde. Orcs are not as noble as Beamon's golden bloodline, but they will never sit still. The Golden Horde said.

"Sure enough, Beamon's extermination is for such a boring reason! That's what Miss Bargasa told you too? ”

"No, as the Khan of the Golden Horde, I can feel the despair and anger of this great Golden Clan, the most venerable guardian and comrade-in-arms of the Orcs, when he left this world! and the determination to give me the hope of revenge! ”

What a metaphysics! If anyone plays tricks in front of me at other times, labor and management will definitely come to his mouth and slash him in the face.

Lu Xi looked up at the Bloodthirsty King who was being besieged, but did not fight back for a while, and was speechless. Although he had already guessed a little bit, he still felt a little embarrassed - such a golden bloodline that was comparable to the real dragon and the Titan in the era of mythology disappeared into the long river of history like this, and it is indeed easy to make people sigh.

"But why is that?" Lu Xidao.

"Because they don't want to leave this world! Because they are not willing to make a small sacrifice for the future of all clans! Surrounded by thunder, storms, lava, and sword qi, the Bloodthirsty King's figure tens of meters tall could no longer be seen, but his voice came from the boiling smoke and dust.

"Oh? It's too much of a blow. Lu Xi held his chin with interest.

"Don't you understand? Lu Xi? Lin Ge? Belencaster, you are also one of the most powerful spatial spellcasters in the world, you should know that it is easy to open the door of space by yourself to make dimensional jumps, but it is another thing to travel through space with a group of people. Now, there are more than 20,000 people who have taken refuge in my kingdom, and they are all the youngest and most powerful elites of the clans. I can take them to that new world and establish a new kingdom, but a hundred Beamons ......"

Indeed, in terms of the quality of life, dozens of Beamon are really stronger than millions of orcs. Let's estimate the natural life expectancy to illustrate a lot.

"So, you abandoned them?"

"No, I gave them the last and best option! Yes, as long as they are willing to accept the attachment of my Godhead, and are willing to swear allegiance to me in a closer way, they will be able to share my destiny with me, with my will and my divine power. They will be beings like angels and abyssal demons, free to enter and leave my kingdom, free to move with me. But they refused! Refused without hesitation! They are not destined to embark on a new journey with me...... Rather than let them stay in the main material plane that no longer has any living space, and let them become your spoils one by one, then it is better for me to finish them off personally! Let the fate of the Beamon race be a part of my power! ”

“…… I see. If an elder race of the ancient golden bloodline like Beamon, who can be compared to the true dragon and the Titan, is actually higher than the fire demon and the demon refiner. If it becomes your family, the part of your guardian priesthood will inevitably grow stronger, so it will be upgraded directly. But if it doesn't work, there is also a so-called plan B. You are the bloodthirsty king, and strife, killing, and even destruction are themselves part of your priesthood. Personally ending the fortune of an elder race should also allow you to make up for it a lot, right? ”

Lu Xi sighed faintly: "It's really pitiful, and it's really stupid." They don't really respect you, but they trust you, support you, and see you as allies. Then, they should also die of excessive trust. Tsk tsk, losing the leadership of the ancient species, the Beamons have actually degenerated into such a stupid white sweet! ”

“…… So, they became extinct. I told you, Lu Xi? Lin Ge? Berencaster, I'll survive! Will survive no matter what! In the smoke and dust, the hideous face of the Bloodthirsty King slowly poked out, and his eyes were full of crimson blood, as if the blood mist and fire had been still.

"Do you really think that such a betrayal will break me completely? Those who will fall because of the death of the gods are just inferior products that do not enter the stream! This is my kingdom, this is my realm! Treacherous mortals, if you do not want to follow me any longer, then be my sustenance! ”

It was as if he were stating objective facts. Lu Xi hadn't even seen what he had done clearly, but he only saw the air flow fluctuating slightly, and the lava on the ground, the thunder falling from the sky, and the storm of energy stopped on the spot at the same time, as if the entire space was frozen.

The next moment, Longzas snorted and retreated, his face like gold paper; Gopon fell to one knee, covered in blood.

The worst is the old sword master in the sky. Before he could launch a second attack, he suddenly let out a wail, and he didn't know where the attack came from, and he was smashed to the ground on the spot, and he didn't get up at all.

It was just a blow, not even an attack, but with the thought of Pakens, the strongest masters of the Clan Alliance were hit hard.

"I am the god of war, and I will be immortal! Even when the world ends, I will still exist! I can go on my own without you. ”

"Oh, oh, it's like a group of lone wolves licking their wounds! Tragic enough, persistent enough, and awe-inspiring enough. Lu Xi raised his hands, took a few steps back, and retreated directly behind Asog, squeezing out a sunny business smile: "Parkens, you swore that you wouldn't do anything to me." I didn't do it just now, but I didn't break the contract first. ”

Asog waved the banner in his hand, released a white light and shrouded his wounded comrades, and said, "Oh, my comrades-in-arms, it really makes me sad when you say that! You weren't so ruthless when we were doing dirty underground dealings! Doesn't it mean that as long as we get rid of this evil god, we can become good friends who trust each other? So, Chuck, whatever you're planning, now is the time! ”