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The white holy light source continued to flow towards the ball of light, and Enzos's spiritual energy body became more and more sluggish, and the clone energy of the ancient god no longer even had time to say the words of the scene. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tyr's lips twitched, and a flame 'thud' ignited from within the ball of light.

Sacred fire.

The white flame is like the white light. Karl clearly felt that the arcane energy contained in it was like an accelerant that intensified the burning of the Holy Light.

"I'll be back!! I will capture you one by one, I will torture you for 10,000 years, and I will ...... you."

Enzos's gloomy and unwilling roar echoed in his ears, and the spiritual energy body that the unlucky Enzos had managed to accumulate was completely purified. I didn't even have time to finish the cruel words to find face, and only a pitch-black ball of energy remained.

With a wave of his hand, the black ball of energy sank into Karl's soul.

"Your mental power is too weak, not to mention Enzos, even a dark warlock, it is enough to defeat or even control you through your mental power." Tyr waved his hand, "This guy is really unlucky, he was caught off guard by me and Odin during the Dark War, and before he even had time to resist, he was defeated by us and sealed in the depths of the earth. ”

"And this time, I couldn't steal the chicken, I lost a handful of rice, and sent the energy I had accumulated so hard to the door in vain, which is cheap for you kid."

Even if it was an extremely small part of Enzos's spiritual power, compared to Karl's ordinary mage-like spiritual power, it was simply a pie as big as a mountain falling from the sky.

Karl's soul did not wait for his command at all, and the moment the energy ball floated in, it automatically began to swallow whales. If it weren't for the spirit of Tyr guarding him, Carl didn't know if he would be the first person to have his soul burst by spiritual energy.

It was as if after eating the Ten Great Tonic Pills, the soul power devoured by Enzos was not only replenished, but also made Carl's entire soul seem to be sublimated. The abundance of spiritual energy makes Carl's perception more keen, and he can control every cell and every bit of energy in his body more easily.

"Thank you!"

Sure enough, the words of the ancestors were answered: If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future. With the unexpected benefits, Carl's mental power is now comparable to that of a legendary archmage. His only shortcomings have been filled, and Carl certainly won't skimp on his gratitude. What's more, the one who helped him was the spokesperson of the Holy Light, the guardian of Azeroth, the god of war, Tyr.

"You don't seem to be worried about it escaping the Titans?"

Recalling Tyr's relaxed and indifferent tone just now, Carl asked curiously.

"Guardian Tyr has been killed in the Tirisfaring Glades. There is no longer Tyr the Guardian in this world, and what stands in front of you is only a trace of the soul of a weapon with Tyr's will. I can't afford to protect Azeroth, and I don't need to take on it anymore, and the new Guardian will guard the world well. ”

Lao Tzu believes in your evil!

Carl complained inwardly. If another Guardian had said something like this, Carl might have believed it. But if the faith of the person in front of him, a firm believer in the Light, had vanished, it would not have been possible to have such a strong Light with him.

"Guardian Dragon? Don't you know that one of the most powerful of all, Nesario, the Black Dragon King, has now become Deathwing. Carl's face was full of seriousness, and he suddenly smiled: "Your words are very irresponsible, but I like it." ”

Tilton was speechless, looking at Carl with some embarrassment.

"That'...... Well, I'm just a broken soul hiding in the holy sword, and the owner of the sword is willing to protect this world, so of course I won't be stingy with my own strength. ”

Carl smiled and didn't continue to debunk it.

"Thank you, Lord Tyr!"

He bowed to Tyr with a solemn face.

"You saved my life. As much as I hate to be a hero with fate and responsibility, at this moment, I am willing to take over your responsibilities to protect Azeroth and repel the Burning Legion. ”

From the moment Tyr appeared, Karl had vaguely guessed the god of war's thoughts, and the Elder Gods were disrupting the timeline in an attempt to change the history of the Burning Legion's defeat so that the Burning Legion could successfully destroy the world and free them from the Titan's prison.

Tyr's will, though hidden in the Sword of the Guardians, is still very concerned about the existential threat to Azeroth, so he is ready to find a successor of his own at the 'right time'. Enzos's raid was like a pillow for him.

"I believe in you, Carl!" Tyr's face was calm and calm, but his eyes flashed with relief and appreciation, "The Elder Gods are lifelong enemies of our order, and the Burning Legion you face now is no different from the dark forces for us. Only by leading the creatures of Azeroth to rise up and drive them out of Azeroth once and for all will we be able to achieve the final victory. ”

Karl nodded. Tyr's words still reveal the instinctive consciousness of being a Titan's creation, and perhaps the most important thing in the minds of their first guardians is to protect the Titan soul known as 'Azeroth'. As long as the 'Azeroth' grows smoothly, neither the Burning Legion, nor the Elder Gods, nor even the Dark Monarch will be able to stop the unprecedentedly powerful 'Azeroth' Titan. Order will be restored to the universe under the liberation of Azeroth......

Very good wishes! Isn't it?

It's like the ultimate goal of some kind of righteousness, although it is out of reach, but it can make countless heroes fight for it all their lives, even at the cost of their lives.

"Will we meet again?"

"Why not?" The Spirit of Tyr smiled. "The Holy Sword is my abode, you only need to carry it, and I will naturally respond to your call at any time."

"It's that simple?!"

"How complicated do you think it will be?!"

"Okay." Carl nodded, embarrassed to death. It's really damaging empiricism, but fortunately I haven't said anything about the messy restrictions on summoning.

He ...... He's not dead, is he? ”

Outside, the little black dragon princess looked at Carl, who was gradually losing her movement, and couldn't help but remind Onexia worriedly.

Onexia glared at her fiercely, helpless against her own eccentricity in her youth.

Helped Carl to his feet and rested his head on his chest.

"He'll be fine, he's the embodiment of light." The white and tender palm caressed Karl's face that was gradually regaining color, and Onexia's face was full of determination, "He promised me that he would not abandon me." ”

The little black dragon princess pursed her lips on the side, with the same helpless expression.

"Huh? He seemed to move. ”

"Carl!"

Onexia excitedly propped up Carl and kept calling out her lover's name. (To be continued.) )