What Hu Feng didn't know was that although his guess was not wrong, the Pantheon did no longer exist, and the Titan was almost dead, but there was still an existence that received news from Hu Feng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Almost and completely, there are still some differences.

In a remote corner of the depths of the universe, a planet that looks like a death star floats silently in the galaxy. The planet's surface is only a lifeless gray rocky surface, and the sandstorms never stop. Such a planet is called a waste star, which has no value and no use. A being who has lived here for an unknown amount of time, waving a broken sword in the face of a sandstorm on the surface of the barren land, training his swordsmanship day after day. Although he also had countless magic that was incredibly powerful, he knew very well that his magic had no effect on the enemy. Only the force of fellow warriors can have any hope of defeating the enemy.

Dragging his tired body back to a cavern, Agrama sat quietly on the rocky hill in a daze, and after a while, he began to habitually fiddle with the small Titan receiver. That's all he has to live every day.

He turned off the signal shielding system, knowing that there was no possibility, but he was still reluctant to die, hoping that one day he would suddenly receive a message from any of the members of the Pantheon, even though he knew full well that they had all fallen...

Suddenly, Agrama's eyes widened with disbelief, and then ecstasy filled his heart.

Signal! Contact Request Signal!

He opted in as quickly as he could.

"Uh... Hello pantheon bosses, my name is Sarodar and I'm a nascent Titan... Forehead... To be precise, it's an unborn Titan.,I don't know if you can hear this message.,I want to tell you... At this, there was silence, and Agrama suddenly stood up anxiously.

"Go on, where are you!" he was really crazy.

"Nothing else... It is... Help!! I don't want to deal with Sargeras and the Void Lord at the same time! I'm too young to die young!" There was another pause in the news, and there was a rustling sound, and Agrama seemed to hear the newborn fellow muttering to himself, "This thing is unreliable, I'm... It's not lit anywhere... Forget it... ”

Then the Freshman Titan continued to speak loudly: "Hmm... To put it simply, I yin Sargeras and the Void Lord, the Void Lord wants to corrupt me, and Sargeras wants to kill me, but they all fail. I mastered the power of their void and evil powers, and drove my eggs away. Now I need help and I don't know how long my location will be safe, so... If you have received my message, please contact me as soon as possible and I will let me know where I am. ”

Agrama sat back on the stone heavily, and the message suddenly began to speak again: "Oh yes, if Sargeras received this message, I want to say... Fuck your uncle! Wash Lao Tzu's neck and wait for death!"

Agrama the Avenger couldn't help but smile, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't laughed, from the betrayal of Sargeras, or from the fall of the Pantheon?

But it doesn't matter anymore, does it?

Titans, there is still hope!

A Titan who has mastered the Void and Evil Power has not yet been corrupted! What's more, this Titan is still a newborn with an unbroken egg! He has lived from the birth of the universe to the present, and it is the first time he has seen an unborn Titan who has the ability to condense incarnation! The first time he saw a Titan who had not yet comprehended the priesthood, he already had two weapons of great destruction!

That's right, this newborn Titan is hope!

It is the hope of restoring the glory of the Titans!

It's Titan's ... Dawn!

Known as the Dawn of the Titans, Lord Hu Feng has now returned to the World Tree of Teddashir, where he is busy installing the Titan Energy Generator in the Sleeping Towers of his Divine Planets Sarodar and Azeroth. The energy generator of the Kingdom of God is mainly supplied to the Titan Energy Cannon, and he wants to build his planetary egg into a giant cosmic planet fortress.

As for the territory of the Night Elves, there is no need for this kind of cosmic defense-level killing weapon, but the Titan Energy Wall is still needed.

As a result, an unusually vigorous construction was set off within the Night Elf Clan. The Divine Envoy personally requested that all the current territories of the Night Elves be enclosed with walls, and that the interior of the territory should be divided into regions one by one, and that walls be built at the borders of the regions, so that each area would become an impregnable and impregnable fortress. He will then use the technology given by the gods to transform these walls into a shield of the gods that no one can break.

In the days that followed, a light purple wavy wall with the characteristics of the Night Elves appeared in various places, and the walls were carved with traditional elven patterns, making the city walls look very artistic, and they looked at it with the dense forest without any sense of disobedience.

There is only one fortress gate in and out of each area, and the elves only need to send troops to guard each entrance and exit. As for why the city walls don't need to be put nonsense, because they don't need to. The Titan Energy Shield is usually in an inactive standby state, as long as any creature that is not an elf tries to fly over the walls, the shield that is activated instantly and then infinitely higher is guaranteed to make you dazed by the old man. If you want to come in, you can, honestly go to the city gate!

The gates of the hinterland of the land usually only need to be patrolled by symbolic guards or rangers, and are not closed. The gates of the fortresses on the border of the country are heavily guarded, and as long as any enemy attacks, the gates can be closed at any time, and then let the rangers run to the city walls to happily shoot targets.

The Divine Envoy proudly refers to this defense system as the Great Wall of Night. The elves complained about this, well, we know what it means in the dark night, but what is the Great Wall? The name does fit.

The Night Elves now occupy almost the entire continent of Kalimdor, except for the barren and desolate lands where birds don't, the Thousand Needles Stone Forest and Stonetalon Mountain, the Minotaur Mogaore Grassland, and the southernmost Silysus and Tanaris deserts. The rest of the land is surrounded by the Night Elves with continuous walls, and the interior is also crisscrossed by defensive facilities, and with the endless forest, the strategic depth is also infinitely magnified. Therefore, although the land of the Night Elves is large, the defense can still be called impregnable.

Every time Hu Feng thought of the Night Elves in the original history, after the Battle of the Ancients, he shrank into the World Tree Taidahir and did not care about the world, and the largest forces controlled the Black Coast and the Gray Valley, and as for the Feathered Moon Fortress of Filas, it was no different from an outpost.

Now with Hu Feng's influence, the Night Elves did not die in their own acres of land like history. Rather, it is full of pioneering spirits, constantly expanding its sphere of influence. Of course, this also has to do with the fact that Kalimdor itself doesn't have any decent enemies, and the only Minotaur with decent strength also has an excellent communication relationship with the Night Elves.

Therefore, even if the Night Elves continue to expand, they have not left a single aggressive evaluation. Let's see what those enemies are: Fish-people? Well, some of the bears aren't enemies, and the bears of the Woodthroat Fortress are always in trade with the Night Elves.

This enemy is indeed a bit tricky, and the Sartre demons who have become after the demonization of the night elves are not low in IQ, but they have also fled outside the sphere of influence of the night elves under the pursuit of the faceless and upper elf mages.

The Sartyrs are also quite unlucky, I don't know which upper-level elf mage accidentally discovered that the heart and blood of Sartre's demon turned out to be excellent magic materials, and Sartre's demon horns are also good things for making daggers, short swords and ornaments, which is terrible.

Overnight, the high-level elven mages who had been mediocre in this matter were suddenly full of energy and energy, and they roamed around the Night Elves' sphere of influence like hungry wolves, frantically searching for and hunting the demon of Sartre. These terrible mages had red eyes, and they bombarded the demons, and they would be dismembered if they died, which made the Sartyrs say that it was unreasonable to say who was the ???demon in this Nima???

Of course, if you want to reason with the upper elves, well, magic is the reason. After the Night Elves re-accepted them, the upper elves were also honest for a while, with Hu Feng pressing on them, everyone was quite well-behaved, and no longer made some magic experiments that were annoying to their compatriots and considered crazy.

Now it's hard to catch one who can legally commit violence... Well, the group that legally casts spells at will, and the magic materials can be obtained, where can I find such a good thing! Of course, he threw off his arms and beat him!

The Night Elves are making a great leap forward, and the Eastern Kingdom across the sea is not very quiet.

First of all, the first big thing, the Araso Empire was divided. Humans are short-lived races, decades and a hundred years are just a snap of a finger in the eyes of elves and dragons, but for humans it is a lifetime.

Soladin the Great and the generals of the year, such as General Lordan and others, had passed away one after another, and the prestige of the new emperor was not enough to control the huge empire and many lords, so the lords who were divided into foreign lords began to listen to the announcement. Mankind began to enter the era of division into seven kingdoms from the previous great unification.

Lordaeron, Gilneis, Kurtilas, Alterac, Stormwind, and the Council of the Wizards of Kenrito, Dalaran, the six largest realms, although still ostensibly part of the Arathor Empire, are in fact no different from an independent kingdom. Coupled with Fort Riptide, the core of the Arathas Empire, the seven kingdoms of humanity are in a delicate balance, and no one wants to be the first to jump out and openly declare their independence.

Time continues to pass.