Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 394 The Beginning of a New Era

The scope of the battle between Sargeras and the War Master was so large that it affected nearly half of the Zaresantis area, which prevented other survivors from approaching this area and could only head towards the Forge of the Underworld. went.

After all, this is the only place that has not been affected by the battle between these two people.

"Among the Eternals, you seem to be quite capable of fighting."

After Sargeras slashed the weapon master's scepter with his sword, a smile appeared on his ferocious face. He had not fought so happily for a long time.

"Titan who has gone astray, you have chosen the wrong partner."

The soldier master held the scepter in his hand tightly with both hands to resist Sargeras's slash.

"I don't want to talk too much nonsense to you now, come on, let's have a good fight!"

After Sargeras formed an alliance with Zovar and Denathrius, he also learned about Zarezentis and the Underworld Forge from Zovar's mouth.

To Him, this secret was no different than a person who was about to die of thirst in the desert encountering sweet spring water. He witnessed the horror of the void. He also saw that his brothers and sisters were unable to fight against the reality of this existence. He chose to give up on himself. He wanted to personally destroy this world that was full of life but would be swallowed up by the void sooner or later.

Zoval was different. In the Pantheon of Death, he failed to kill several other Eternals in one fell swoop like Sargeras. Instead, he was imprisoned himself.

Denasius dodged North's blow with a slight tilt of his head.

Although Zoval is dead forever now, his partner Denathrius is still alive, and he is also still alive as another partner.

"That means we are going to Zaresantis?"

"Nos, your betrayal really breaks my heart."

They will go forward with His will.

"Leave everything in the future to my child, I believe he can do it. Before that, we have to bring our bastard brother back and give him a beating!"

However, it is different when both parties join forces.

Denathrius ignored North and walked to the bottom of the Underworld Forge, and began to control this huge forge with the authority obtained from the Holy Tomb of the First Born.

Even the concept of time is blurred.

As long as He destroys everything, there will be nothing left to swallow in those voids.

The forge of the six forces of Holy Light, Shadow, Death, Nature, Arcane, and Evil Energy was activated at this moment, and the collapse of the world had begun.

This is undoubtedly a tragedy in the eyes of Sargeras. He knows everything but has no strength to change everything.

In Argus, when Azshara held the Holy Spear and pierced Archimonde's heart with her own hands, and greeted the liberated Titans, she noticed the changes in the entire world, and everything around her began to become different. got up.

"Die, and atone for the sins of those betrayed by you! Denathrius!"

"End it all, this world full of sin, this world of error born of the rules of the Firstborn, end it."

Aman'Thul noticed this and immediately used all his power to try to stabilize the surrounding environment.

Then the sky-high light rose from the gem behind the throne, and several rays of light merged into a single one. It broke through the dark void and came to Zaresantis, shining on Sargeras.

Aman'Thul and several other Titans returned to their seats, and through the mark left by Azeroth on Daza's soul, they easily determined the location of Zaresantis.

North laughed angrily at Denathrius' words. She and the Venthyrs following her clutched their weapons and attacked Denathrius.

The voice of Azeroth came from Azshara's pendant. His condition was not very good, but what was worse was his mood.

The underworld forge has been activated. The underworld forge activated on Zaresantis in the Shadow Realm is just the beginning. The forges hidden in several other places where the Force world was born have been activated one after another.

And just when He was imagining a new world dominated by Him, an arrow of blood was shot at Him.

Denathrius's face twitched slightly. As he spoke, the great sword Lemonia behind his back once again turned into a scarlet stream of light and rushed towards the group of Venthyrs who dared to disobey their king.

Argus had just recovered. He didn't expect that after finally being liberated, there would be a big problem in the whole world.

As the surviving Marquis of Maldraxxus, Caikosus noticed this and immediately called the other Maldraxxus warriors around him to come back for reinforcements.

"Sargeras, what exactly has he done?!"

The forces of the Shadow Realm clashed head-on with the demons of the Burning Legion.

The same goes for Eonar, who also used all his power to maintain the situation on the scene.

North looked at the Venthyrs who were split apart by the flying swords to buy time for her to cast spells, and the spell-casting movements in her hands accelerated even more.

"It is said that He has a relationship with the imprisoned Eternal One in the Shadow Realm. All the problems may lie in the Shadow Realm."

Under his teleportation spell, the newly reborn Titans, Azshara and others were teleported to the mysterious Pantheon.

"You kids never learn a lesson."

In front of the Forge of the Underworld, Denathrius came here with excitement. Finally, he had waited for this moment, and he could end this world that continued the bad rules of the First Creation.

"Betrayal? We are the ones who were betrayed!"

"That's right. It's time for that bastard Sargeras to put an end to his ridiculous behavior."

After being unable to convince his brothers and sisters through words, He chose to speak with his fists and everything with strength.

He succeeded, destroyed the Pantheon, and imprisoned all the Titans.

Norgannon was in favor of Azeroth's proposal.

"Warriors! Return to the reinforcements!"

The Demonic Gate opened, and the Burning Legion army from the Twisted Nether entered this place of birth, and they headed towards the soldier master.

"Sargeras! My brother, your crusade! It is over."

This light conveyed to Sargeras the anger of his brothers and sisters at this moment, and he would be pulled back to the Pantheon to accept punishment.

But, this no longer mattered to Sargeras.

The restart of the Underworld Forge has already begun. Everything is too late. Even He himself will disappear in this great reset.

The soldier master could not predict this scene. He could only watch helplessly as Sargeras, who was laughing inexplicably, was pulled away by a beam of light, but he soon realized that something had happened to Denathrius.

A dark red blood ball condensed and formed from North's hand, and then turned into a torrent and rushed towards Denathrius under the forge of the underworld.

Lemonia had already killed all the Venthyrs blocking North's path and came towards the torrent.

But she didn't expect this living blade to be so powerful, and she couldn't break away.

Denathrius, who turned his back to North, finally paid the price for his arrogance. This torrent hit his back and injured this arrogant Eternal One.

"Nos!"

Denathrius was enraged. At this moment, he didn't care about trying to reshape the new world in the future but rushed towards North.

In close combat, North was no match for Denathrius, not to mention that the other party had the assistance of a living blade. When she was defeated, Denathrius stood in front of her and stood in front of her. He grabbed her neck with one hand and lifted it up.

"You really can never learn well, North. You are just like that idiot Reinasol."

Seeing the scarred and almost dead North, Denathrius' inner anger was somewhat calmed down.

"Cough cough..."

North wanted to struggle to do something, but she couldn't do anything at the moment.

Until an icy blue ice arrow hit Denathrius' wrist holding her neck.

"Let my mother go! Traitor."

Aron stood in front of Denathrius with a sword in one hand and a staff in the other.

"Oh, I almost forgot about him. I have seen your past. Your son defeated you and imprisoned you in the past. But I didn't expect that you can actually reconcile now? It's really special. So, as you As punishment for betraying me, I will personally help you end the shame of your past."

Denathrius threw North at his feet, and the flying sword beside him flew towards Elrond as if he had obeyed the order.

But his confident blow was deflected by Elrond's sword. As he moved forward, he defended himself against Lemonia's attack.

The clanging sound of metal echoed in this area.

"Lemonia."

Denathrius frowned, he hated mortals who dared to oppose him.

The single living blade turned into countless flying swords, which turned into a rain of arrows and shot toward Ailon.

"That's all."

Ailon sneered, and behind him and above his head, countless weapons made of magic appeared, facing these dense living blades. "sinner!"

Denathrius looked at Aaron who rushed up, and he was extremely angry.

"Is that all you have? Traitor!"

A sharp blade lit up on Aaron's staff, white as moonlight, and a crescent moon slash struck Denathrius' chest with his swing.

The living blade was entangled in the weapon woven by Elrond's spell, and there was no time to return help.

A diagonal wound appeared on Denasius's chest.

The long sword held by Aaron's right hand was filled with natural energy. Just when it was about to strike Denathrius, a scarlet energy exploded from Denathrius' body and ejected him directly. .

"Inexcusable, sinner! You must die!"

Denathrius held the returning Lemonia and walked quickly towards Elrond. He was the strongest figure holding a sharp blade.

In front of the ruins of the Holy Tomb of the First Born, the Soldier Master led the survivors to excavate here. He had noticed the collapse of the known world, and he believed that there might be a solution in the Holy Tomb.

Dasa's soul is floating in Zaresantis. He can "see" everything happening here. His companions and his family are all fighting until they die to protect the world.

But having lost his physical body, he seemed helpless at the moment. The activation of the Underworld Forge almost made him feel desperate.

This should not be the end of this world, nor should it be the end of these defenders.

He wanted to do something.

Perhaps those broken prototypes can still do something at this moment.

The remains dug out from the collapsed ruins of the Holy Tomb by the warrior master and the warriors were combined under Dasa's powerful thoughts, and a deformed and ugly automaton was generated.

"It must be stopped, Denathrius."

This head is made up of five prototypes. It has eight arms and four legs, and each arm holds weapons that once belonged to the prototype.

"What's this?!"

DeVos looked at the monster that appeared from the remains of the prototype and was so surprised that he was speechless.

"Is this your obsession? Then, let us face it together, Dasa."

The soldier, who was in ragged clothes and covered in scars, saw through this deformed automaton. The soul controlling this automaton was none other than Dasa.

When Lemonia's sharp blade was about to pierce through Elon's heart, a spear shining with golden light flew away the living blade, and a huge automaton blocked in front of Elon and North.

"Father."

Aaron sensed the soul of this huge deformed automaton, and the familiar soul fluctuations made him extremely at ease.

"I knew you, bastard, wouldn't die so easily."

North leaned on Aaron's shoulder and looked at the tall automaton above her head.

"Your obstruction is meaningless, brother. The destruction of the old world has begun, and the new world will be recast under my will!"

Denathrius did not look at Dasa. His eyes were completely focused on the soldier master, and the expression on his face was indescribably proud.

"Kill him."

After speaking sternly, the soldier leader launched an attack on Denathrius, with Daza following closely behind.

Although the warrior master suffered serious injuries when fighting Sargeras, the existence of Dasa helped him even the gap. When the living blade was smashed into pieces by Dasa, Denathrius The defeat is doomed.

"No! I haven't...rebuilt a new world yet."

"Your end is only annihilation."

The soldier looked indifferently at Denathius, who had completely lost his vitality and turned back into his automatic prototype.

But the crisis of world annihilation has not yet been resolved. The entire universe is being annihilated. No timeline can delay this change. The physical universe is being annihilated, and the same is true for the six original force spaces.

Zarezantis also began to annihilate with the death of Denathrius. Once the underworld forge is started, it cannot be stopped unless the recasting of the new universe is completed.

"There must be some way."

The War Master anxiously studied the running forge of the underworld. As the strongest craftsman in the Shadow Realm, he had also been studying the power of the Firstborn.

But now, there was nothing he could do.

"Let me try."

Dasa took up the Firstborn authority left by Denathrius and walked into the forge of the underworld.

"The soul cannot enter it, otherwise, you will have nothing left!"

The soldier leader looked at Dasa's crazy actions and said loudly.

"Just give it a try, it's better than doing nothing."

After Daza controlled the automaton and said the last sentence, he floated towards the underworld forge.

As the military leader said, after entering the underworld forge, the soul is directly reduced to energy that is more primitive than anima.

"I want to restore it all."

Dasa's thoughts seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.

"Your obsession is really strong."

A voice appeared in the depths of the sea of ​​light, so dazzling that even the soul felt dazzled.

"You want to clean up Denathrius's mess. Your experiences and your memories, especially your deep memories, are all very interesting."

A thought and an obsession were carefully observed by the owner of that voice.

"Everything has a beginning and an end. It's not that I didn't expect that my creations would self-destruct, but since there are creations that want to continue, then let me see your determination."

After the voice finished speaking, a void appeared in this endless light, followed by a mixture of the six forces of nature, death, order and chaos.

Dasa's form was recast, and his almost frozen mind became active again.

"Want to save your own world? Then become a new anchor and use yourself to balance the physical universe."

The voice told Dasa what to do.

"I don't understand."

Dasa didn't understand how to balance it.

"Use your strength, your will and your obsession to hold on to those star-like things. As long as you can hold on, you can avert the current disaster."

The voice told Dasa what to do.

The edge where the sea of ​​light touches the void is the physical universe. Dasa is here at the moment. He reached out and touched a starlight based on his feeling, and a silk-like fiber was connected to his body.

With one attempt, Dasa became even more bold. He opened his arms and embraced all the stars that he could touch around him. Those stars that he had no time to touch were being annihilated.

Until, a light cocoon is formed.

The annihilation of the universe has stopped, the turbulent six worlds of the Force have been preserved, and the underworld forge has stopped operating. Even the Sea of ​​Light that has stopped expanding has restarted and continued to expand outwards, and the void has also accompanied the expansion of the Sea of ​​Light. Leave and continue to expand.

"It's all over?"

Azshara looked at the edge of the universe where annihilation had stopped and said uncertainly.

"It's all over, Darsana kid, it's a success."

The voice of Azeroth echoed in Azshara's ears.

The end of the war of the gods heralds the beginning of a new era, with the gods returning to seclusion and mortals taking the stage.

Draenor, Azeroth, and Argus, who were in the recovery period, established connections between the universe. The construction of the star gate began, and the interstellar union began with these three families.

The great empire of Azeroth has thus embarked on a new future.

Until, the exploration ship sent from afar received a brand new unknown communication.

"Warning to unidentified ships. This is the Hyperion, the flagship of the Sons of Korhal. Please explain your purpose and identity, otherwise we will implement self-protection measures."

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