1313 It is precisely because of imperfection that mortals crave perfection

While the massive steel army began to march towards the borders of the Crystal Song Forest, the traitor Loken, the Titan Guardian who started the war, was still stationed in the Titan city of Ulduarne, and he did not seem to plan to go to the front line to direct the battle himself.

Of course, commanding in battle was not an area that the Lord of Wisdom was good at, and in the war with the Dark Empire back then, Lorcan was mainly responsible for giving advice behind Laiden, who was in charge of the overall situation.

If I had to say, Lorcan's positioning was very similar to that of the early Sarren, who was good at pre-war layout and calculation, and was not good at actual battle command.

But this is only the early years of Sarren, people will always grow.

Salian once heard the barrage mention a statement.

Gods are perfect creatures from birth, so they don't need to grow, as long as they can use their natural abilities well.

Mortals are born imperfect, so they need to constantly improve themselves through hard work, and strive to one day reach god-like perfection, so as to step into a new realm.

It is impossible to say whether this philosophical theory is right or wrong, or ...... There is no clear right or wrong in this kind of question.

As a mortal with dragon blood, Sarian has never relaxed on improving his abilities.

Because of the future information provided by the barrage, Sarren's heart has always been burdened with a heavy burden, and this pressure has prompted him to dare not stop for a moment to continue to move forward, and he is always constantly improving his shortcomings.

Garrod is the undisputed apex of mortals in battlefield command, but Garrod has only one after all, and Salian can't pull him to the rescue every time he encounters a war.

Garrod is a member of the Council of the Night, and there are many military matters within the clan that he needs to deal with.

The duty is destined to prevent Garrod from running around the world as often as Sarean does.

After the battle of Haishan ended, Saljan, who had stepped into the realm of demigods, no longer needed to invest too much energy in improving his personal combat effectiveness, and it was difficult for demigods to quickly improve their strength by penance alone.

In order to further strengthen himself, Saljan can only deepen his perception of natural powers, which allows him to free up a lot of time to hunt other realms.

For example, battlefield command.

After killing Sif by mistake due to an unbalanced mentality, Loken, fearing Thorim's guilt, fell to Yugsaron in panic and gradually went further and further on this path of betrayal of his people and his mission, never to turn back.

After Yogsaron tricked Mimiron, Freya, and Hodir into Ulduar's capture and brainwashing, Lorcan became a true loner, and he hadn't confided in anyone for a long time.

Fearing that the missing Laiden would return one day, Lorcan has been in a state of weakness and panic all these years, and the boundless loneliness of not being able to communicate with anyone is constantly eroding his heart.

As the saying goes, the unknown is often the scariest.

Now that the boots have finally landed, Lorcan's mood has calmed down a lot, and the king of wisdom who once served as Laiden's right hand seems to be gradually returning.

In the deserted main hall of Ulduar, Lorcan sat on his throne, supported his cheek with one hand and asked the Iron Viku general Biagri below, "How is the battle on the front?" ”

Getting down on one knee respectfully, he bowed his head on the floor of the illuminated Ulduar and replied, "So far, it's been going well. ”

"Maybe it was our sudden launch that caught the enemy by surprise, and the rebel army on the border of Jingge Forest has been in a passive defensive posture, and it seems that there is no intention of counterattacking for the time being."

"Humph......"

Luo Ken snorted meaninglessly: "Don't be careless, in terms of the total number of troops, our side is still at a disadvantage." ”

"As soon as the enemy comes to their senses, they can launch a large-scale counteroffensive at any time."

"Byagri, hurry to the front line as well, and the command of the army will be fully entrusted to you."

"Yes! Great Guardian! ”

As Biasgri strode out of Ulduar's Hall, Lorcan looked up at Ulduar's ornately decorated ceiling with deep eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

A feminine female voice suddenly appeared in Lorcan's ear: "You won't start to regret it until the end of the day, right?" ”

"Heh~" Lorcan smiled self-deprecatingly: "So far, does it make a difference whether you regret it or not?" I can't go back anyway. ”

"We are grasshoppers on a rope, if we don't want to be broken by the senior generals who have come to lead the rebel army...... Yogsaron, it's time for you to show some hole cards. ”

"I know without you reminding me."

Yogsaron, who had transformed into Sif's soul, chuckled and said, "Lorcan, you can rest assured that you will be ready for Vizaks and the rest of the Guardians to appear in time for the enemy to invade Ulduar's interior." ”

"It's you, don't drop the chain in this crucial battle that is crucial to the success or failure of the overall situation."

……

Lorcan and Yogsaron have a good idea of where the battle is going beyond Ulduar.

Don't look at Loken's confident posture when facing Biasri, in fact, he already knew that sooner or later, Laiden would lead the Titan Creation and the Dragon Alliance to break through the layers of defense built by the Iron Army, and personally come to Ulduar to ask him for his guilt.

Any Iron Army that remains outside of Ulduar, including Biasri, is nothing more than cannon fodder to stall for time and increase the attrition of the enemy.

After all, the real tiebreaker will have to be played within Ulduar, because the dragons cannot enter Ulduar.

Therefore, Lorcan placed all his true elites in the colonel's field at the entrance to Ulduar, and the role of these elite soldiers was to stop the army that Laiden had brought into Ulduar.

Due to the disadvantage of the total number of troops, Lorcan knew in his heart that he could not defeat the Titan Creator army led by Originedon on the frontal battlefield, and could only bet his hope of turning the tables on the final decisive battle involving a few high-end forces.

"Yogsaron, I'll try to lure them to fight near your cage, but don't expect too much, you're not a fool and won't give us a chance to fight too much."

Fake Sif smiled disapprehantly: "Things are man-made, changes in the situation often happen under the impetus of details, in short, you play your role first." ”

'Role...... ? ’

Lorcan actually knew that in Yugsaron's mind, he was just a useful pawn, and the one he trusted most was always the true descendant of the ancient gods like Vizax.

However, as Lorcan said, when the situation has developed to this point, he has no turning back, and can only bite the bullet and go to the end of this road of no return.

According to the information that Lokenan rejected Hou Di, there seemed to be something wrong with Laideng's state, he had always rushed to the front line to command in the past, but this time he had been squatting behind the scenes to control the battle situation remotely.

This kind of performance obviously did not fit the impression of Raiden in Logen's mind, and Lorcan, who was very nimble-brained, immediately speculated that Raid's strength might have declined.

This realization gave Lorcan more courage, and if things really went according to Yugsaron's plan, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose this showdown.

'Hopefully it's really not in good shape as I expected, and ......'

Loken's eyes narrowed vigilantly: "Like Tyr, you choose to trust mortals, come, have you fallen too?" ’

……

"Fallen?"

In the frontline camp of the Crystal Song Forest, in the face of the doubts raised by Thorim before the battle, Laiden shook his head amusedly.

"Thorim, why did you learn from Odin? Why do you think trusting mortals is degenerating? ”

The iron-hearted Torim scratched his head: "Isn't it? Compared to the Titans, mortal lives are too short and fragile, even for dragons who are also called guardians...... Uh, well, let's not mention that. ”

Thorim, who was going to make a big fuss, remembered the experience of being beaten by Malygos many times before, so he could only keep silent in embarrassment.

Raternity didn't poke at Torim's pain points, but just smiled and explained, "It's time for you to open your eyes and see the world, my brother." ”

"After waking up from a long slumber, I have traveled around the world in this new Azeroth."

"In the words of Sarren, after tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, it is now the age of mortals."

"As you say, mortal life is short and fragile, but that doesn't mean they're worthless."

"It is precisely because life is short that they will desperately bloom in a limited time."

"Besides......"

Laiden glanced at Torrim with a smile: "Now you and Sarjan do have a big chance of winning in one-on-one battles, but your potential has been developed to the end, and Sarjan is still improving. ”

"Let's not talk about it from afar, with the speed of progress beyond common sense, after just a hundred years, are you sure you can still suppress him by yourself?"

"Ah......h

Although Torim is simple, he never disdains to lie, he actually knows in his heart, and Laideng's statement makes sense.

A hundred years later, he still can't guarantee that he will still be able to defeat the fast-paced Sarren.

"That's why I said." Laiden smiled and patted Torim on the shoulder: "You...... It's not just you, it's all Guardians, and we should let go of our arrogance and rediscover a world that is very different from what we already know. ”

"Let's stop here."

Laiden turned his head to look at the battlefield that was already in full swing, and his expression gradually became serious: "Torim, let's fight, lead our warriors, and open a smooth road to Ulduar as soon as possible." ”

Speaking of fighting, Torim, whose face was a little embarrassed, suddenly came to his senses: "No problem! Leave it to me! ”