Soon, with the trail of light in front of him, the straight pitch-black passage finally reached its end.

It is a square hall with walls and domes on both sides covered with the same ancient and magnificent patterns, forming an all-encompassing view of the war.

The blank spaces of the drawings were not idle, and the tomb builders hollowed out part of the wall and carved a respectful half-crouching maid into it. Each sculpture held a basin-sized ball with its hands held alof, its occult energy shimmering with blue-purple light.

What's even more fascinating is that the light in it flickers and swirls, like a vast starry sky that is constantly changing.

All the statues of the handmaidens face one position, which is directly in front of Lanloth, the center of the entire hall, and the only furnishing in this hall.

A stepped quadrangular altar with golden veins all over it, shimmering with a soft and enchanting sheen in the eternal light. At the four corners of the altar, on the half-human-high metal pillars, the golden balls of light gave Lanloth a very familiar feeling.

The fire of Tyr, but only four, and ......

Feeling this, Lanloth immediately looked up, and in the dome directly above the altar, two golden fires of Tyr were endlessly circling and chasing, and under their reflection, the warhammer clinging to the ceiling clearly reflected the vision of the elven mage.

The thick handle of the hammer was intricately and exquisitely intricately sparkled with gold, and in the middle of the hammer, a clenched silver arm split it in two, and beams of holy light energy extended from the center of the fist to the sides, completely covering the entire hammer head.

Silver Hands.

It is ironic that the warhammer of Tyr, the invincible banner of war, the Titan relic, hated by the Dark Empire, and an artifact, have been silent in this tomb for countless years......

Looking at the silver hand that was covered by dust, Lan Luo couldn't help but shake his head silently, in terms of strength alone, this artifact was definitely stronger than Sdomka, but he was not ready to take the silver hand.

As Tyr's artifact, the Silver Hand also has the ability to suppress and even purify the power of the Shadows, and in a way, it is no weaker than these Tyr's fires.

Not to mention the extremely high demand for strength of this two-handed hammer, unless Lanloth wanted to completely make enemies of the Tyr guard, he would definitely not think anything wrong with the Silver Hand.

Moreover, as an artifact, the Silver Hand possesses a certain intelligence to distinguish between friend and foe, and Lanloth has the power of chaos and is destined to be denied access to it.

Shaking his head, the elven mage stepped forward.

As the halo of light fell on him, Lanloth's eyes widened suddenly, and the rapidly spreading sense of crisis made him stop immediately.

A dazzling burst of holy light energy burst out from the fire of Tyr, turning into a golden arrow that galloped at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to react to.

Boom!

The scattered divine energy abandoned the previous gentleness and moderation, like a raging flame, constantly licking and burning on the smooth shield, never subsiding for a long time.

Seeing that his master was being attacked, the Arcane Golem flashed in front of him for the first time, and the wide shield steadily stopped the Holy Light Arrow. But what is clear is that this is only the first wave of the offensive.

Bang, bang, bang......

The four Tyr fires bloomed with brilliant golden light at the same time, and one after another dazzling lightning bolts slammed into the puppet's arm shield, and the sound of the increasingly rapid impact became extremely sharp and piercing.

It is worth mentioning that although the Arcane Golem was violently shaken every time it was hit by the Divine Fire, it still stood in front of Lanloth like a rooted chime.

In the event of an attack, the water element beside him will naturally not look dry. Listening to the rattling of the water, its arms quickly stretched and froze rapidly, turning into a long, slender and sharp spear.

Seeing that the water elemental was about to throw the ice spear at the fire of Tyr, Lanloth hurriedly spoke: "No, stop!"

Turning his head, there was a hint of confusion in the eyes of the intellectually low elemental servant, but soon, the crisis was resolved.

As the flame mark on Lanloth's eyebrows bloomed with a faint golden light, the brilliant light on the four corners of the altar gradually subsided, and the fire of Tyr, which was constantly surrounding the dome, slowly settled, and the huge amount of holy light energy gathered in the silver hand disappeared.

With a long sigh of relief and a glance at the unharmed arcane golem, Lanlos cautiously walked into the hall.

Unlike in the game, where someone leads the way, after Soladin, this is the first guest to be welcomed by the Tomb of Tyr in over 2,000 years. Fortunately, with the Mark of Tyr, otherwise, Lanloth would have to spend a lot of effort to deal with this seemingly simple but secretly murderous obstacle.

The continuous divine fire just now was just a trick, and what really frightened Lanlos was the Silver Hand, and he was sure that if he gave it enough time to gather energy, he would not be able to eat and walk around.

The palpitating Lanloth didn't stop any longer, leaning against the wall, quickly bypassing the central altar, and soon came to the other side of the hall.

The cage where Zakaz was held was in the deepest part of the tomb, and the entrance was at his feet.

The floor shattered and collapsed, and a deep passage appeared in front of Lanloth. Standing in front of this passage to Krasis' prison, the elven mage stopped.

A being as powerful as Zakaz, as long as Yugsaron does not die, he can still be reborn, he is the tentacle of the ancient gods, and he is an immortal. Even trapped in the tomb of Tyr, his corrupted blood can still give birth to countless terrifying evil monsters.

The road ahead is dangerous......

Taking out the Mystic Staff, Lanlos blessed all the protective spells he could use, and he finally felt a little solace when he looked at the transparent barrier that flickered around him from time to time. Then he cast the Light Dancing Technique, controlling the lilac ball of light to float in front of him, and slowly walked down the deep pitch-black passage.

Different from the grandeur and shock of the main hall and the exquisite architectural art, the stone walls around this place appear very rough, obviously not carefully polished, as if in a hurry or afraid of consuming too much time, and the rush component is obvious.

There was nothing to admire in the whole passage, and when Lanlos was about to feel impatient, he finally saw a different view.

An incredibly open hall.

Controlling the arcane ball of light to slowly rise into the air, Lanloth's brow slowly furrowed.

It's not so much a hall as a man-made cave. Stout stone pillars stand on all sides, and many of the pillars and ceilings on the edges have even cracked or collapsed.

Even more striking was the fact that rotting human bones were scattered in the hall, and even some of the bones showed signs of petrification, many of which had turned to ashes.

Obviously, these are the elite guards that Soladin brought back then.

However, in just over 2,000 years, how could it have decayed so thoroughly in such a closed environment?

Using his magic to set off a light wind, Lanros watched a white skeleton disappear with the wind, staring at the crystallized purple-black earth beneath the corpse, and his thoughts suddenly became heavy.

This is the power of the Shadows, the despair born of the Void......

Long before the birth of life, when chaos first opened, and even before the physical universe was formed, there was light...... and the Void.

Where the ocean of light could not illuminate, a force sought to devour everything, the Void, also known as the Shadow. The more powerful the light, the darker the void it creates.

The constant clash of two opposing and inseparable forces eventually led to a big bang, and at that moment, the physical universe was born.

The birth of cosmic cataclysm tore apart the ocean of light, causing countless fragments of light to be scattered all over the real world, and these fragments spread among the matter of countless worlds with the spark of life, giving birth to all kinds of magical and powerful species.

The most common are elemental spirits, and almost every material world has their presence.

At the same time, fragmented clouds of light occasionally coalesce to form a large and potential power entity, Naru, benevolent beings made of shimmering divine energy.

Even more unusual than Naru are the Titans, whose souls were born in the core of the planet deep in the world, and after countless years of slumber, when the Titans finally awakened, they were a living world in their own right.

Where there is light, there is shadow, whether it is reality or soul, even divine beings are no exception.

The benevolent and bright Naru also has an opinionated and self-righteous side, and they can sacrifice themselves and others mercilessly for the sake of so-called fate and prophecy.

As the creator, the Titans spread life to the planets they visited, and at the same time, they left a forged program, as long as the evolutionary path deviated, all mortal things would be wiped out in an instant.

Freedom?...... that doesn't exist

And the greatest darkness is the infinite darkness in the void. At the same time as the birth of the universe, the dark spirits awakened, and these energy entities were the Void Lords, also known as the Void Lords.

They have only one purpose, to devour and destroy the entire universe.

Despair, fear, and corruption are only means to a noble end, and for the Void Lord, nothing is meaningless, and everything will eventually be destroyed. Their footsteps are unstoppable, and everywhere they go, there is nothingness.

Until they discovered the Titan......

The noble and good gods of creation are unwavering in the face of these insidious corrupting forces, and in order to uproot and destroy the Titans once and for all, the Void Maharaja decides to infiltrate their souls while they are at their most vulnerable.

That is, when the soul of the world sleeps.

But even the Titans couldn't find their sleeping companions, and neither could the Void Maharaja. Therefore, they infiltrate the dark forces into all corners of the material universe, trying to corrupt one or two sleeping souls of the world in a stupid way of casting a wide net.

And at this moment, the Titans are engaged in an endless war against the demons born in the chaotic warped void.

Sargeras was the first Titan to discover the existence of the Void Lord, and while the latter was unable to corrupt his mind, he was also unable to stop the Void Lord's corruption of the soul of the newborn world.

For the first time, the gods of war felt fear, even despair......

In order to prevent the entire material universe from being corrupted and devoured, and in order to prevent the Void Lord from manipulating all things, Sargeras did not hesitate to degenerate into the unleashing of demons and join them, and it was necessary to destroy all defective lifeforms.

For this, he even destroyed the Pantheon that stood in his way......

However, what many people don't know is that before Sargeras established the Burning Legion, quite a few demons had already come into contact with the Void......

Therefore, Sargeras is indeed a tragedy, a tragic pick-up man......