Chapter six hundred and ninety first pre-war meeting
Freya's whisper sounded like a bell to Andrea. After all, the whisper of the Titan Guardian was only aimed at beings of similar size to theirs.
He politely stroked his chest and saluted Freya. Andrea smiled and introduced himself, "Dear life guardian Freya, I am Andrea Yueying, please call me Andrea."
Freya is a relatively "people-friendly" among the guardians. Compared to Hodir, who has a cold expression, Freya's attitude towards Andrea is relatively gentle.
"Hello, Andrea, don't use such a troublesome name, just call me my name."
Leden tapped the table gently and reminded, "Everyone, Andrea has an important position in the mortal world and has a very good relationship with the guardian dragon. Please do not treat him as the foolish mortal in your impression."
In the era when Freya and Hodir and others were active, even if the mortals had begun to be born, they would definitely be in ignorance. As the guardians sent by the Titans, some guardians could not handle the mortals in a correct manner before they had any direct contact with the mortals.
"It's you, Hodir."
Seeing that his reminder did not work, Laden simply named him.
"Don't put on an ice-filled face, it's different from the past, and we must learn to adapt to this rapidly changing world again."
Hodir didn't have any personal opinions about Andrea, but he didn't know how to contact mortals, so he simply put on an ice expression that became natural as usual.
After being warned by Leiden, Hodir rubbed his stiff expression and barely showed a smile that was even worse than crying.
"...Forget it, you should keep it the same way."
Leiden was desperate about Hodir's expression management, and he ignored him for the time being the important meeting before the final battle.
"According to the information provided by Loken before his death, Yugesaron's sealed area has been greatly loosened, and it is only one step away from the ancient god's escape from prison."
"But this last step is the most difficult to take. The seal left by the Creators is strong enough that Yugesaron cannot break through the last seal when we regain the furnace of will."
"But Loken mentioned one thing that Yugesaron recruited her last general, Kseraki, into Odur, to guard the last gate to the seal before we attacked Odur."
Laiden glanced at the scene with a serious expression, "What is Kseraki? I don't need to go into details, right? Even if we have the advantage of the number of people, don't underestimate the enemy."
Kserraki is the superior individual of the Faceless Man and the most powerful general under the ancient god.
After the collapse of the Dark Empire, Yugesaron left only three Kserrakis, namely Zachaz and Kirsheks, and Vizaks, who is now guarding the entrance to the crazy ladder.
Andrea felt very uncomfortable sitting on the giant's chair, and twisted his body before starting to speak.
"There are six guardians here. Even if Mimiellon, who is not good at fighting, the remaining five guardians are enough to beat Vizaks. The main problem we face is not Kserraki, but his master Yugesaron."
Mimieron didn't care about his exclusion. He had no interest in combat. As the ancestor of all dwarfs, developing more interesting new things was his hobby.
Mimieron echoed in a sharp mechanical voice, "Youlai leads you all to fight together. I don't think Vizakh will cause any harm to us. As long as you are cautious, you can get through this level smoothly."
"But Yugesaron is different. The ancient god who is on the verge of escape has recovered 80% of its strength at its peak. Our team lacks Odin, who has strong combat power, and is replaced by Andrea, a mortal demigod."
Mimieron's mechanical eyes were protruding from his sockets and analyzed and scanned Andrea. "To be honest, I can't see through Andrea's strength. Lai, you have a lot of contact with him. Do you think he can replace Odin's combat power?"
"Well..."
Leiden touched his chin and pondered, "Andrea is a spellcaster. In terms of absolute combat power alone, perhaps not as good as Odin, but his comprehensive combat power is not much lower than Odin."
Mimieron nodded and adjusted and calculated the data in his mechanical brain.
"Judging from the paper situation, it should be no big problem to defeat Yugesaron. The key is how to deal with her after the victory."
"About this." Mimierlon turned his head to look at Andrea. "Lai said you have a way to end Yugesaron's life, is that true? I hope to get more detailed data support."
Andrea doesn't like this kind of calculation that relies entirely on data. The real world is not a data-based computer space, and many things cannot be simply quantified using numbers.
But since Mimieron asked this question, Andrea didn't intend to hide it.
"Bang!"
He took down the Dark Empire Sword at his waist and placed it on the table. As soon as he left Andrea's hand, the dark power on the sword immediately boiled.
"Hehe~ It's spectacular. I didn't expect to see so many Titan Guardians. It's so honorable."
Hodir suddenly stood up and took out his warhammer, looking vigilantly at the magic sword that spoke human words.
"Mortals, we need an explanation."
Hodir looked at Andrea with a cold face, "What is this terrible weapon? Why did I feel the breath of the ancient god from it?"
Disregarding Hodir's pressure for the time being, Andrea spread his hands and said, "Your feeling is not wrong. This sword represents the ancient god to a certain extent. It is made of the claws of the ancient god Saratas, and the remnant soul of Saratas is located in it."
"Saratas..."
Freya thoughtfully held her chin and recalled, "I have a little vague impression of this name. I seemed to have heard it somewhere when I fought with the Dark Empire."
Leiden sighed and said, "You remember correctly. Saratas is one of the ancient gods. During the arrival of Azeroth, he was eaten by his companions. In the end, the only four ancient gods led by Yashaji were landed on the ground. Only part of her record remained in the Dark Empire."
Ledden reached out and grabbed the spherical map of Azeroth floating above the conference table, and magnified it with skillful operations. The Great Desert of the Silitus appeared in front of everyone.
"Do you still remember this?"
Mimierlong took the lead in answering, "Of course I remember, this is Cthun's prison."
Leden turned his head and signaled to Torim. The King of Storm stood up and explained, "Cthun no longer exists. Thousand years ago, it was Andrea holding this magic sword in his hand and devouring the soul of the Thousand Eyes Demon."
Andrea added in a timely manner, "The ancient gods have too strong physical rebirth ability, and it is indeed difficult to completely eliminate them by relying on physical means, but there is a saying that the strongest is also the weakest."
"The ancient gods are good at manipulating souls, but at the same time, the soul is also their most important core. Once destroyed and swallowed by destruction, their strong body will become meaningless."
Take back the Dark Empire Sword from the table, and Andrea put the black light-filled magic sword in front of her. "Saratas is the hope of killing Yugesaron. As long as she can destroy the soul of the Thousand-throated Demon, her regeneration ability will not be able to exert the effect she deserves."
"As long as you create a chance to kill one blow for me, I will definitely cut off all hopes of Yugesaron, just like Cthun, who has long disappeared."
Chapter completed!