Chapter 710: Algalon's Judgment
Hearing Drunken Wind's words, Algalon lost his soul. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Obviously, the observation is not aware of the collapse of the Pantheon - this is normal, after all, the Titans work in the infinite universe, they travel to different planets, and each trip can take tens of thousands of years.
So it's normal that the Titans haven't been to Azeroth for more than 10,000 years.
Even when Algalon received the signal, he thought it was Azeroth's "Titan System Self-Test" work.
Now, after descending on Azeroth, Algalon was first besieged by the Elder God and his minions, then rescued by mortals, and even learned from the mouths of mortals that the Titans had been wiped out, and in just a few days, Algalon received too much information that he could barely handle.
After a long pause, Algalon suddenly looked at Drunken Wind.
"No, you can't prove it! I didn't receive any messages from the Titans, how could you know that?! ā
"Do you know Lydon? Also the guardian of this planet, Leyden, the guardian who is in charge of the Naraksha engine? ā
"Yes." Algalon nodded, "Could it be him?" ā
"It's Leyden - by chance, we saved Lydon from the Magomans, and then from Lydon, we learned everything."
Drunken Wind tells Algalon in detail about the past between Lydon and Thor.
The observer was silent.
It all sounds absurd, but the logic is tight.
Algalon thought about it for a long time, but didn't find anything unreasonable.
Although Drunken Wind still didn't produce any evidence to prove that it was all true, Algalon had no way to prove that it was fake.
The observer still didn't seem convinced, and Drunken Wind sighed.
"Torrim, Hodir, did you experience an apocalypse more than 10,000 years ago - that is, you suddenly learned a lot of knowledge, and then you couldn't contact the Titan?"
āā¦ā¦ That's right. Both Guardians nodded, "That's when the confusion we shouldn't have developed in our hearts and gave Yugsaron a chance. ā
"That was the last message from Nogannon." Drunken Wind sighed softly, "The guardians of Azeroth have accepted this message, but only Lydon, who wields the Narak Engine, has interpreted it. ā
"This is the essence of the wisdom of the Titans, but unfortunately it has caused your confusion and Leyden's frustration."
All the cause and effect were figured out at this time, but Algalon still couldn't believe it.
"It shouldn't be like this! Why does the Titan's wisdom confuse the Guardians?! ā
"Because the Guardian is not capable of receiving this wisdom." Drunken Wind shook his head, "Probably Nogannon didn't mean to give this to the Guardians - if he could, I think Nogannon would prefer to give this wisdom to Azeroth. ā
"Azeroth?" All the Guardians' eyes widened suddenly, "This world? You mean, the Star Soul has awakened?! ā
"Not yet." Drunken Wind waved his hand, signaling not to get too excited, "Azeroth's star spirit has not yet awakened, but I can feel her will - she has helped me a lot, and if I can completely destroy those ancient gods, I think she will awaken one day." ā
"By coincidence, I traveled back in time to 10,000 years ago and personally participated in that battle that shattered the sky."
"At the last moment, before Sargeras arrived, Azeroth gave me untold strength, wounding Sargeras at the cost of the Star Soul falling into a deep sleep once again."
"Now, the demons of the Burning Legion are on the move, and I must deal with all the Elder Gods and awaken Azeroth!"
Algalon finally stopped talking.
After a long time, the observer finally stood up.
He silently walked out of the sealing hall and motioned for everyone else to follow.
Algalon made his way to the observation room, and with the help of the scope, the observer's gaze swept over the entire Azeroth.
The orcs hunting in Northrend cooperate to hunt a mammoth and take down the behemoth, all the orcs thank the elements and then carefully cut each piece of the mammoth's flesh.
In Quel'Thalas's laboratory, the High Elves conduct their research, and Prince Kael'thas leads the archmages in an effort to improve the effects of the Arcane Position.
In Ironforge, the dwarven craftsman was pouring ale and wielding a hammer, and the high wine accidentally got on his beard and was ignited by the flying sparks, which made the guy scramble for a while.
Gerbin, the master craftsman of Nomorigan, did not know what he was tucking into, and he habitually scratched his head, and found that several hairs were missing from the top of his already barren head.
The wheat is just ripe in the western wilderness, the rice puppet and the farmer are harvesting together, and the farmer's wife is feeding her pigs and cursing the gnolls who destroy the crops.
The fish-people of Long Beach are still muttering, saying something they don't understand.
The goblin captain held the rudder, calculating the income from the trip, and then was caught up in the cold by a wave that hit the deck, choking on the sea.
The Night Elves are waking up the druids, full of sleepy-eyed druids and their disgruntled wives.
The minotaur sings and dances in Mogaolei, the calf swims happily in Shiniu Lake, and the huge windmill with Kodo animal skin on the Thunder Cliff slowly rotates, driving the elevator up and down.
The Draenei, along with the Blood Elves, are praying to the Light under the leadership of Venucci, while the Storm Fortress is under repair, and even the navigation map to Argus has been repaired.
After observing for a long time, Algalon finally spoke again.
"You have far exceeded my expectations, mortals."
"Of course, on the good side - you have your own emotions and wills, but you don't hold back because of fear, and you don't give up hope because the enemy is strong."
"You really know what death is and what destruction is, but you will not be afraid of death, and you can choose death for the sake of more people's lives."
"You are different from those mechanical Titans, their sacrifices, their every move is programmed by the Titans, and you are completely different."
"Your self-perception makes you not so perfect, but this imperfection is precious at this time, rest assured, I will not restart this world."
"Mortals, I salute you - to your strength and bravery, your passion and kindness, your devotion and sacrifice."
"I'm Algalon the Observer, I'm in Azeroth to make a judgment and cancel the original restart plan, the lives here are worth saving, everything here is respectable."