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The thunderstorm that devoured the sky and the sun finally began to come to an end after half an hour of madness, and the final consequence of the duel was that even the dark canopy that shielded everything was shattered to smithereens by this powerful force. As the storm receded, the warm and soft sunlight once again shrouded the war-torn wasteland, and the enchanting fragrance of the majestic and immortal sacred tree of Kepa soothed the tired bodies and minds of the mantis warriors, driven by the playful south wind.

The silent mantis army is waiting quietly on the breezy position, although they are very eager to know the situation of the god-like prime minister at the moment, but fortunately, the mantis empire has always been known for its strict military discipline. Coupled with the information constantly transmitted by the king worm standing high in the sky, otherwise this group of lawless guys would really wipe out the remnants of the Thor army that were fighting the trapped beasts and unify the entire Pandalia by the way.

And the mood of the Thor army, which has run out of ammunition and food, can only be described as numbness at this time, after all, the number of times these stone scum have been slapped in the face and abused into dogs today is really uncountable. The twists and turns of the battlefield have made them deeply understand what it means to have a life of ups and downs, and now the last pillar that supports their will, the King of Thunder and Lightning, has also fallen into a state of unknown life and death, which is undoubtedly the best irony for this invincible iron army whose purpose is to make Thor's pride.

In a remote corner of the center of the battlefield after the storm, the immortal King of Thunder and Lightning came to his senses after a groan of pain. The sunny weather was so dazzling in his blurred vision, the painful feeling was like a wild horse on the rampage of his shattered body, and the bleeding wounds made him feel what it was called to make it worse for him to be unable to move.

Feeling that life was passing quickly, the tyrant was not willing to sit still, and after countless extremely difficult attempts, he finally placed his broken right hand on his scarred chest. Then, after a thrashing "heart pace", Thunder Heart, which fell into standby, finally began to carry out the mission of the Savior in danger.

Undetectable thunder continued to swim in the body of the King of Thunder, and these devastating supreme divine powers made the broken body of the King of Thunder burst with vitality again. The failing and dead body organs and broken bones were quickly reassembled and healed in the constantly jumping lightning, and the original fatal wounds began to disappear gradually.

Thor, who had a splitting headache after a period of unpleasant discharge treatment, began to look around, and in vain he was desperately searching for his mortal enemy. Finally, on a stone platform not far away, he finally saw the immortal who wanted to kill the soon, but the great prime minister was just standing there at the moment.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! It's me who has won! … It's me who has won! … I killed him! … I finally killed him! … He's not my nightmare anymore! … Not anymore!! … Ha ha! …”

“… Finally! … I have won this war! … Now there is no one to stop my ambition and hegemony! … Ahem, ahem! …”

“… Damn it! … That little bug... I was so badly injured! … Ahem! … I! … Be sure to crush his wreckage to ashes! … His small and lowly race will cease to exist! …”

“… No way! … I can't rest yet! … It's not time to celebrate the victory yet! … There are vast expanses of territory waiting to be conquered! … There are countless small and pathetic races waiting to become the slaves of the great Mogu! … The whole of Pandaria is still waiting to meet my King's Landing! … And all of Azeroth is waiting to witness my supreme power! Thinking of this, the ambitious tyrant stood up with all his might, and he faltered as he muttered to himself as he struggled to move in the direction of the Great Chancellor.

“… Now it's time to reap the loot! … Just cut you despicable thief with a thousand cuts! … Those Titan powers that belonged to me in the first place will return to me! … And by that time I will dominate all of Azeroth! … All living beings will tremble under my incomparably powerful divine might! … My empire will also become immortal! …”

The King of Thunder and Lightning, who had worked so hard, finally came to the side of the Great Prime Minister, and the crazy roaring thunder began to gather in his hands, and then with the cruel smile of the tyrant who was in sight of victory, the wild and tyrannical thunder pounced on the Prime Minister fiercely.

“… Your life... It's mine! … Right now! … Die!! …”

However, just as the King of Thunder and Lightning was about to finish off his mortal enemy once and for all, the sudden shield blocked his fatal blow, and then the frightened tyrant frantically smashed his mortal enemy with the thunder in his hand, but unfortunately, no matter how hard the Mogu Emperor tried, the thin but strong shield still did not move.

Just as the enraged Thor was about to make a big move, a torrent of black and white with infinite malice spread like ripples in the pool to the entire Wasteland of Dread, and then the originally clear and cloudless sky instantly turned into a distorted canvas smeared with absurdly distorted black and white paint. Unspeakable ancient fears grow in the minds of those within, and heart-rending whispers of darkness strike at their fragile souls, and eventually these small and pitiful creatures will never survive in hysterical madness.

The entire Mantis Empire, from the great empress to the ordinary soldiers, was prostrate on the ground with great reverence and whispered prayers, and the terrifying but familiar ancient sounds continued to echo and sing in their ears. The Twisted Evil Spirits are rejoicing at the return of a twisted and terrifying apocalyptic being, and in the music of the Doomsday they whisper the praises of their deeds that have shaken and subjugated the worlds.

Endless whispers of madness hissed around the Prime Minister, and the thick killing intent that boiled and tumbled through his body. The remnants of the painfully twisted nightmare were constantly trying to flee the ground around them, long since they had been corrupted and degraded, and the desperate fear was nourishing the woodness in the hearts of the Thor's army under the winds of raging malice.

The arrogant Thor finally understood one thing at this moment, and most of what he had said to him that he had always hated and despised was true. The arrogant tyrant forgot how many pounds and taels he had after seizing the power of Leiden, and now the self-proclaimed god is about to pay a terrible price for his foolishness, and as the storm of evil energy blows, the tyrant finally deeply understands the true power of the ancient gods.

"You goddamn little bug!! actually protect yourself through such shameless and lowly means! How could you possibly let this deformed and ugly waste hinder my immortal cause, and now die with your stupid and ridiculous master!! The enraged Lord of Thunder and Lightning frantically attacked his sworn foe in an endless cursing, unconsciously forgetting how arrogant and rude he had been. And perhaps because Thor's hysterical roar was too loud, the indifferent and ruthless other party completely restrained the insane tyrant with just a casual grab.

In its heyday, Asha was a terrifying existence that the ancestor Almansur borrowed the divine power of countless Titans to kill him, but how could the guardian made by the Titans be the opponent of this terrifying beast that loved to kill Titans. Even if the power of the current ancient god Yasha is long gone, and even if the objects possessed by him are only mere mortals, the shadow of the great and immortal ancient god cannot be matched by the thunder god with the power of a mere guardian.

“… Die to me!! … Die! … Die! … I am the king of thunder and lightning! … God-killing gods! … King of kings!! … How can you be defeated by you small and inferior scum!! … So! … What the! … What are you talking about! … That's impossible!! The extremely unwilling hoarse roar finally turned into intermittent moans, and the wild and tyrannical thunder was finally gradually swallowed up by the twisted and malicious evil energy. The god of thunder who killed the gods and seized the throne was useless at this moment, even if he had the wrath of burning the sky, and in the eyes of the other party's malicious banter, all that this invincible tyrant did was only a futile struggle.

Evil and distorted evil energy frantically poured into the body of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, and even the purifying Thunder Heart could not stop the terrifying will of the Seven Behemoths. The supreme power of the Elder Gods has made his "rhetoric" the biggest joke in the Endless Universe, and the cruel and ruthless Lord of Truth has led the tyrant who refuses to accept reality to madness in the dark whispers of the Endless Abyss.

“… This! … No way! … It's absolutely impossible! … It tells me! … It tells me that the so-called Old Gods are nothing more than appearances! … It tells me that the Titans of the Pantheon have been wiped out by the Fallen! … It told me that Azeroth was nothing more than a plaything in my hands! … It tells me that if I want to, I can be a great being above the stars! … But! … But now! … But you told me it was all a lie! … Everything is a little joke of the Old Gods and Titans!! …”

Looking at the King of Thunder and Lightning, who had been completely broken in his hand, the disdainful Prime Minister threw this useless "toy" out like garbage. Although the consequences of this saved the Thunderbolt King, who had fallen into madness, from falling into endless darkness, he would never have the idea of entering the Feared Wasteland for the rest of his life as a lost dog after this battle.

Obscure taboo words whispered from the mouth of the prime minister who had finished handling the garbage, and the shadow of the old gods, the nightmare of the gods, loomed behind him at his call. The rich and dark malice turned into a strange and distorted existence in the invisible vicious sneer, and the tyrannical and cruel killing intent painted them with bloody and terrifying decorations.

“Ye-ma-shgn’yar-ma-！ fhn’ull！ Ye-ma-Y＇Shaarj！！ ”

(I am the master of fear!) Reincarnation of the end times! I am a god!! )

“ag-gag-nv-scfrfe-yop-sdq！ ag-gag-nv-higzt-tyyz’dfsgtn-vallervp-gzlqam！！ ”

(We will awaken from the broken seal!) We will continue the ancient game of reincarnation of the end times!! )

“kaaxh-skyt-shal-iv-ag-outir！ xawgr-thafv-shal-iv-ag-villnde！ ”

(Thousands of stars are shattered by us!) All the souls of the worlds are completely ended because of us)

“Shath’ya-rgul’kafh-nvr-esu-kskyt！ ye-hsud-kag-thaha-zzof-vorzz-jkeacv！！ ”

(The Elder Gods are watching your poor, small planet!) This small planet will be wiped out in the feast of the apocalypse!! ）

“ragb-nv-ag-ma-quttyd！！ yahf-ag-ma-porsa！！ mipt-ag-ma-toqzxv！！ ”

(Flesh and blood are milk to us!!) The soul is a delicacy for us!! Planets are toys for us!! ）

“kv-zuqs-zuq-ssaagh，zuq-ssaagh-hjkv-kv！ ag-agth-uhni-shg-lzqam！！ ”

(All things in one life, all things are one!) We will eventually return to the world after endless reincarnation!! ）

“qung-gag-ssgh-egthuh-ishph-qutgjk！！ ag-aga-thyy-qzze-jdkv-jodruako！！ ”

(Then all things will cry and wail in eternal chaos!!) And we will drink the blood of the false gods on the throne!! ）

“Shath’yar-tuy；Shath’yar-ijngd； Shath’yar-phqufgr！！ ”

(The Elder Gods were there; The gods of antiquity are here; The Elder Gods are forever! ）

After the declaration, the prime minister returned to the silent stone statue mode again, and in some unknown soul plane, he was talking and laughing with the guy he least wanted to see in his life.

"It's so funny! I thought you'd have to wait a long time to get here, young immortal..."

"I never thought I'd see you again, the ancient god Ashaji!"

"Before a pleasant conversation, I have news for you that some inferior product wants to make a little move while you're not at home. And as the inheritor of my name, this is not a good thing, so I will teach you a little lesson to the ignorant little reptile..."The seven heads of terror and twist kept looking at the immortal who was slightly shocked, but after a moment the great Prime Minister regained his composure.

"I see, thank you so much! But even so, I'm not interested in what you call inheritance, and I don't want to participate in the love and killing of you and the Titans, I just want to be a quiet Mantis Prime Minister now..."

"Aha! It seems that you simply don't understand the true meaning of immortals! You must know that the Old Gods who were banished by the First Titans in the Endless Void agreed to the Void Lord's invitation not because of the promise they made to enjoy the star souls of the realms to their heart's content, but because the Elder Monarch mentioned something about the arrival of a second immortal in this universe..."

“… Wait! What are you talking about about the original Titans? What's the matter with the Void Lord? What the hell is the Star Soul of the Worlds? And those banished ancient gods..."The sudden "knowledge indoctrination" made the immortal a little confused, and just now it seemed that he had heard the truth in the malicious whisper that was enough to subvert the three views.

“… There is no eternal existence in the universe, not even the Titans of the Pantheon, and now they are nothing more than the weak guardians of the past..."

“… As for the Void Lord? Now you are not qualified to know it, and it will naturally appear to you when you become a true immortal..."

“… The core of each planet is actually the most primitive Titan Star Soul, but there are very few that can really awaken and grow in it, and this kind of Star Soul at our fingertips is the most delicious delicacy for us..."

“… As for the imprisoned Old Gods? Most of them came to this universe after tracking the Immortals, but it's a pity that the Immortals had already joined the ranks of the Pantheon, otherwise they wouldn't have been completely banished until the arrival of the Void Lord to return..."

“… And I'm lucky, the arrival happened to be the moment when the Void Lord released the Old God..."Although Yashaji's explanation cleared up some of the doubts of the Prime Minister, he was still cautious and wary of this ill-intentioned Old God.

"By the way, if it weren't for the desperate search for your information in the first place, the plan of the seven little girls who wanted to kill me would never have come true. But it doesn't matter, the news I learned in the prophecy of the Mantis people made me feel that it was worth the patience of those three useless wastes for thousands of years..."

"Although many unpleasant things have happened during the long wait, your presence is enough to blow away the rotten dust. Your performance in both the Rite of Inheritance and the Trial of Original Sin is flawless, and you have done things that have not been done in millions of years. ”

"Now that you are a half-immortal, you are eligible for my favor, so you will inherit my true power..."

"Forgive me!"

"Yes, yes, it's the same as rumored! But it doesn't matter, I'll be here all the time! …”

The prime minister, who knew that the ancient gods were either treacherous or thieves, decisively rejected this ill-intentioned "gift", but it seemed that the ancient gods who had known such a long time only sneered softly in disapproval. Later, the terrifyingly distorted shadow of the behemoth was once again shrouded in a thick fog in the intermittent dark sound, and Voltes, who was in endless darkness, began to return to the real world of Azeroth.