With the urging of the divine thought, the void energy that had been slowly corroding Orakir immediately became extremely violent.

Olakir let out a scream, his body shrinking rapidly, the void corroding everything about him.

A moment later, the originally incomparably large Orakir vanished, leaving only a milky white Anemo core quietly suspended in the air.

The corrosion of the pitch-black void was not over, and then the tide poured into the essence core, and the milky white core began to change, and it was being corrupted by the void.

Thin black lines covered the surface of the white core, like heavily polluted rivers on the earth.

At this time, Hu Feng turned to look at Ertan, who was standing like a sculpture.

"The time has come to prove yourself, absorb it, and then you will be my trusted subordinate, or... ”

Needless to say, Ertan had already felt the hostility of the endless void in the pitch-black sky.

Ertan is very smart, otherwise he would not have become the Great Prime Minister, the Great Butler of the Wind God.

Without saying a word, Ertan immediately began devouring the core of the corrupted wind god, his body surging violently in pain, and the black representing the void quickly appeared on his elemental body, gradually merging with himself.

Watching the corrupted Wind Elemental Lord slowly take shape, Boss Hu nodded with satisfaction.

With the corruption brought about by the Void, Ertan is completely in his own hands, and it is only a matter of thought that he wants to live and die.

The Void brings Eltan a powerful new power, but it also serves as a lasso of death around his neck.

Then Boss Hu seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at the foursome of the Fengshen Council who were still trapped in mid-air, witnessing all this in horror.

"Alright, now it's your turn ... Do you want to throw yourself into the arms of the people, or do you want to cut yourself off from the people? Forget that I am so merciful, I will help you choose. ”

"Ahhhh

Screams rang out from the top of the whirling clouds.

Kalimdor Continent and Eastern Kingdom Continent.

On this day, as long as their own strength is enough to feel the flow of energy around them, they are all aware of this elemental mutation, especially the shamans everywhere, they feel it even more deeply.

The wind elemental was severely disturbed in an instant, and even returned to eternal silence for a while, as if it had been completely extinguished, without any response.

The kind of absolute oppressive void energy that seemed to be overwhelming and overwhelming no one had the confidence to resist, and the howling wind in it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without setting off a ripple.

Who is it?

Could it be that the alliance between dragons and elves has failed, and the ancient god Cthun has been freed?

But soon everyone got the answer, and the Titan God Sarodar, who had rarely come out since the end of the War of the Ancients, once again declared his power to the world, and angrily brushed his presence.

The upper elves of Surama City proudly announced the relevant announcement: the great Titan God was honored in the Odum region and killed the wind god Orakir with his own hands, and the Aemo God Throne has changed hands at this moment, and the Imperial Alliance... Ahem, Ertan, the prime minister who abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, will succeed to the position of the god of wind.

Orakir, the 10,000-year-old fritter who had been around since the dawn of the world of Azeroth, had finally fallen.

The news quickly spread throughout Azeroth.

If the battle of antiquity is too far away for the world, it can only be regarded as a heroic epic famous in history.

Then the deeds of the Titan God Venerable in the troll war, the ashes of the city wall with a raise of his hand, really let many people appreciate the powerful power of the gods, but it only stops there, against this level of existence, it can still be barely done with the strength of the country.

But now Boss Hu angrily brushed his sense of existence and directly killed the wind god Olakir with a hard anus, which made the world frightened.

What's even more terrifying is that, judging from the energy fluctuations emitted that day, the young man Olakiel didn't last long before he knelt, which can basically be regarded as an instant kill.

To sum up, if the power of the Divine Venerable Mortal Incarnation is enough to crush the entire troll tribe, then the big guys of the various forces in the world are only surprised and respected.

But with the strength displayed by the Titans now, which is enough to crush the primeval elemental lord, then surprise and respect turn into fear and worship.

After all, no one wants to provoke such an uncle who can wipe out his entire nest at any time.

The essence incarnation is already so terrifying, so what if the Titan body comes directly?

The mood of the Great Druid Vandal Deer Helmet is very complicated.

On the one hand, he was happy to see the high-end combat power of the Night Elves so vigorous, but the whisper in his heart that had always been regarded as his intuition kept telling himself: Titan Sarodar is a great disaster, and his divine power and his magic are the cause of the Night Elves' catastrophe, even if it is not now, it will definitely be in the future!

Vandal decided to trust his instincts.

Look at what magic has brought to the Night Elves? only invasion and destruction!

As long as there is one elf using magic, the potential calamity of the Night Elves will not stop for a day.

Perhaps the Titan Sarodar is planning some kind of conspiracy to deceive the Night Elves of their faith and worship, and then do something extremely evil or dark, just like the Dark Titan Sargeras who once tried to descend into this world through the Well of Eternity.

Everything is so similar, except that Sarodar's style is more secretive and subtle, and the elves are willing to accept this slow but steady change of consciousness.

If Vandal had known about the events of the Eredar race in the Argus world, he would have likened the current situation to the fact that Sargeras had subtly corrupted Akmund and Kilgardan in the form of a savior, and that he was the sober prophet Velon.

And the most terrible thing is ... There is no more elven rebellion against the coalition like during the War of the Ancients, and all the armies of the Night Elves are now under the control of Garrod * Shadowsong, who has always been a die-hard supporter of the Titan Sarodar.

Back then, the Dark Titan Sargeras was a curse, using violent and brutal flames to burn everything in the world.

And now Salodar is a curse, and his divine power is turning the Night Elves into his devout followers step by step.

So my insistence is right, I must stop this titan's conspiracy plan, and I must stop his corruption of the Night Elves!

As a result, the Great Druid began to secretly reach out and woo a group of elves who shared his similar ideas, looking for a way to combat the Titan corruption.

A whisper from within guided him, and he was convinced that he was the savior of the Night Elves, and the few who were awake.

Titan Divine Power Corrupted... Vandal inadvertently coined a new vocabulary.

Sulama, the central core mage tower.

"My lord, that damned druid of Vandal Deerhelm, he has no respect for the god Sarodar! I observed very clearly at the time, that old thing still has a great deal of hostility and distrust towards the gods, and towards us upper elves, which is blasphemous. ”

Archmage Aitaeus hunched over and gritted his teeth.

On the soft chair on the terrace, Elisande put down the decree she was reading in her hand and hummed softly.

"Ever since Malfurion fell asleep in the Emerald Dream Realm, the number of radical druids has indeed been increasing day by day, which is not good. ”

"My lord, the untouchables ... ”

"Shut up. Elisandr's eyes narrowed as she looked at Aitaeus.

"Don't say this name again, don't think about it, the Titan God doesn't like this kind of thought, don't set yourself on fire, otherwise no one will be able to save you. ”

Aitaus immediately bowed deeply, "Yes, I lost my words. ”

"Keep watching, and keep a record of all the activists, they will be useful in the future. ”

"Yes. ”