"The bomb is in the wrong place! You idiot pigs, if you want to kill yourself, don't pull us in!"

"Fart! You Rory's rampy gnomes, that's how our tribe loads bombs, using the most advanced blasting techniques certified by the Rusty Water Chaebol, you alliance dogs know a fart!"

"Stop!"

"Shut up!"

This is the entrance to the surface of Odil, where the armies of the Alliance and the Horde have fully withdrawn, and are now planting blasting bombs at the entrance, preparing to bury the entire Odil alive and permanently close the Titan Lab.

King Rastaha looked at the noisy coalition soldiers, and was not interested in this kind of bickering faction confrontation, and he was ready to return to the capital city of Dasaro with his daughter, Princess Tarangi.

Oh, and with the infusion of the Titans' divine power, King Rastaha naturally won that heads-up match, and the Prophet Zur was beaten into a dog.

However, this old prophet has been severely brainwashed by Gohorn, and even if he loses, he is still extremely stubborn, and you are all wrong, only I am right.

"Kill me, foolish Rastaha, and I will be reborn in greater power, and you are nothing but a good dog of the Titans. ”

Zur fell to his knees, gasping for breath, not caring about his end.

"Kill you? no, no, no, honorable prophet, I honor you, so I have decided to grant your wish. ”

As he spoke, King Rastaha waved his hand, and four chains of divine power suddenly appeared, binding Zur's hands and feet, binding him firmly to the edge of the already shattered ring platform, looking at the abyss of the Corrosive Heart below, where the depths were now empty.

"Don't you like Odil, then you'll stay here forever, and when we blow up the entrance to the facility and bury it completely, I promise no one will bother you again, and I hope you foresaw that too. ”

Rastaha turned away, ignoring Zur's roars, for the traitors to the court of Zandalara, King Rastaha, despite his indecisive nature, was a worthy emperor in this regard.

The camera rewinds to the present, where the Alliance and the Horde have planted the exploding bomb around the entrance to Odil, and then...

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, the entire Odile antechamber and the elevator leading to the deep underground area were blown up, burying the underground Odile core area forever.

The shamans and druids began the finishing touches, commonly known as the capping.

The land is rapidly changing, the bomb-blown craters are being refilled, the hard earth is creating new ground, and then grass and trees are growing rapidly under the urging of the druids.

In the welcome hall deep underground, Zur, who was firmly bound in place by the chains of divine power, yelled wildly, his heart filled with madness and despair.

He knew exactly what the explosion meant, and Odil was buried, buried alive in the great tomb with all the twisted creatures or Elder Gods still alive in the inner lab.

The spiritual whispers of the blood god Gohorn also dissipated, and Zur could not hear anything, only deathly silence around him.

This kind of punishment is better than killing with a knife, at least the death is happy and neat.

Oh, if you're going to ask where Gohorn has gone, the answer is simple, Gohorn is out on the surface, and he's free.

Well... Well, it's not accurate to say that he is free, strictly speaking, he is now a free mount.

Above the surface, the coalition soldiers silently looked at the "chic" "heroic" appearance of the old Titan hooligan, and then shook their heads, not ready to make any comments.

"Ride, gallop, you retarded fat worm! Run faster!"

Boss Hu sat on top of Gohorn's head, and at this moment there had been installed with a richly carved throne, and two divine power chains extended down from the throne, locking Gohorn's neck.

Gohorn finally got his wish and came to the surface, but what is certain is that he definitely didn't expect it to be in this way.

Boss Hu named his new mount Swift Battle Gohorn, as the first Titan to ride a big bug, Boss Hu said that he was very honored, and Boss Hu said that he would not change his mount in the future.

As the saying goes, waste utilization, kill thanks to... Oh, don't care if Lu Xun said it, that's what it means anyway.

This mount is good, not only does it run fast, it is very comfortable to step on all over the body, and it has a blood corruption aura, and when it rushes into the enemy formation, it is an instant group on the Debuff.

As for Gohorn ... Well, Gohorn says he has nothing to say, and his future is bleak when he falls into the clutches of this evil titan.

Not only that, but he also sensed that there were two pure Elder Gods staring at him, which made Gohorn very stressed, after all, he was just an unnaturally born knockoff, and if he really wanted to compare it to the pure Elder Gods, it was still more than a little bit worse.

Oh no, to be precise, it was the three Elder Gods staring at him, and the third one was closest to him, just above his head, and seemed to coincide with the evil Titan at zero distance.

How many ancient gods does this Titan hide!

"You're wasting your time, this low-level creature is a complete failure, even if he has some of the attributes of the Elder Gods, he's still an absolute failure, the stupid Pantheon Titans, who are trying to study powers that don't belong to them. ”

Miss Saratas, who was hung on the waist by Boss Hu, began to chatter again, and after getting acquainted with this titan, Saratas also let go of herself, either mocking or urging.

As for what she wants, Boss Hu has always been very clear, it is nothing more than to get rid of this long dagger as soon as possible, become an independent individual again, no longer in the hands of mortals, and have to be patient to disguise.

"Oh, I found you so annoying, the chatter is endless, I said I would find a chance for you, isn't this waiting for the dark gate of the parallel world to be built, they are slow to build, what can I do... Gohorn, let's go, drive!"

"Let's kill this disgusting big bug. "The restless Salatas started beating Gohorn again.

"If you don't kill him, he'll be my mount from now on. ”

Gohorn, who was squirming and running wildly under the Titan's orders, heard this, and anger rose in his heart.

Damn Titans!I am Gohorn, the god of blood!The god of blood will never be a slave!The god of blood is not a mount of any existence!The will of the god of blood is as strong as steel!

"You do a good job, listen to Lao Tzu's words, I will be happy in the future and I can transmit you some pure Void Origin, do you want to advance to become a pure ancient god?"

"Okay boss, obey the boss, boss, boss, how fast do you want me to run? I'm the best mount in the world!"

Swift Gohorn's reins added to the mount's collection.