Olgaron's tone was very indifferent, and it sounded like artificial intelligence was talking.

"I can understand your reluctance, but the night elves, please understand a premise first."

"As the Azeroth observer appointed by the Pantheon, as long as I determine that the planet's corrosion exceeds the standard must be reshaped, neither the Great Guardian nor the Chief Manager Odin can stop me from using my authority."

Andrea smiled without warmth on his face, “That is, you don’t plan to reason, you will only act according to your own subjective ideas, right?”

"It is not subjective, but the conclusion drawn after objective analysis."

"Okay."

After interrupting Olgaron's explanation, Andrea's face gradually became cold.

"It seems that our concepts are very different. No matter your judgment of Azeroth, I will not sit back and watch you start the furnace of origin."

"You only see countless mortals infected with flesh and blood cursed by Azeroth, but they know nothing about their way of survival and ignore the efforts of the Guardians."

"Open your eyes and observe carefully. How many ancient gods who were sealed in Azeroth were left?"

Olgaron doesn't like to argue with others, he has always liked to speak with data and facts.

After calling Azeroth's monitoring data to carefully check, Olgalon was silent for a moment before he spoke again, "...Accidentally, the breath of life of Cthun and Yugesaron disappeared."

"Lai, did you do this?"

Olgaron's tone became more serious, "If you have a way to completely remove the light and dark sensory parasites, please submit the method to me. This will be very helpful for the Pantheon's plan to clear the void forces."

Leiden shook his head and said, "Cthun is Andrea next to me who leads the flesh-infected person in your mouth to kill. Yugesaron was killed in Odur not long ago. The Guardian did give some strength in this battle."

"The flesh-infected person resists his creator?"

There was a contradiction in Olgaron's thinking logic. He tilted his head and thought for a long time but could not straighten out his thoughts.

"Sure enough, it's not unreasonable that Mimierlong said that you all have no brains."

Andrea sighed and said, "Listen, we are indeed a civilization born under the influence of the ancient god's flesh and blood curse, but please do not regard the flesh and blood mortals as part of the ancient god's power."

"The Guardian has been silent for many years, and Azeroth is maintained by the flesh-infected person in your mouth, and has been maintained until now under the joint force of the Burning Legion and the Ancient God."

"You want to deny the situation that all mortals have earned through countless sacrifices over the years?"

Andrea released the aura of a demigod, looked at Olgaron and warned in a deep voice, "Don't joke! If you insist on starting the Origin Furnace, don't blame me for being rude."

"It's hard to understand." Olgaron said in confusion, "Night Elf, I just respect the orders of the Pantheon. Are you planning to be enemies of the Pantheon?"

"Don't put a hat on me."

Andrea sneered, "Pantherland? I believe that the Titans are not as stone-headed as you star spirits. Besides, the Pantheon has long disappeared. Don't you know how the Burning Legion grew?"

Olgaron paused for a moment because of the information provided by Andrea, and turned to look at Layden, who had always remained silent.

"Lai, the Great Guardian, what is the basis for this night elf's words? Can you provide relevant information?"

"Oh~"

Leden sighed sadly and played the residual image that was originally displayed to Andrea to Olgaron, but the last part was followed by Andrea's poor black and white version.

"This is the residual memory that the Creators transmit to Azeroth before they die, and instill directly into my mind. If you don't believe it, you can check my memory."

After watching the image, Olgaron was speechless for a long time. It was obvious that the high-level spirits were not as emotional as Mimirron said.

"The Pantheon has fallen, and the hope for the survival of the universe is very slim."

Olgaron said in a low tone, "Night Elf, as you said, now is not the time to care about the degree of corruption of a mere planet."

"If you can't find a way to stop the expansion of the Burning Legion, the entire universe will be burned to death by the flames of Sargeras."

"Don't worry, observer."

Seeing Olgaron's attitude soften, Andrea also retracted his momentum of competing.

"Although the Titans' bodies were indeed destroyed by the traitor Sargeras, their souls were still there."

"As far as I know, many pantheon Titan souls, including Amansur, the father of the gods, have been captured by Sargeras, and only the life-giving Aonar is still hiding in his sanctuary."

Andrea seriously proposed, "I know that the Ancestral spirit can travel through the universe with its flesh. Instead of focusing on Azeroth, you might as well think about how to find Aonar's refuge."

"As long as we determine the coordinates of Ional, we can send support. Based on the support provided by Ional, we will counterattack Argus' Burning Throne, rescue the imprisoned Titan soul, and seal the biggest threat of the Burning Legion - the Fallen Titan Sagelas."

Before Olgaron could get out of the pantheon's fall, Andrea's combination of punches made him unable to react for a while.

"Wait, night elf, I must first determine a problem."

Olgaron stared at Andrea seriously. "As an Azeroth native, where did you get these cosmic-level secret information?"

"snort!"

An unhappy cold snorted from the invisible void. Olgaron's body, which had been standing straight, seemed to have suddenly been under endless pressure, and he unconsciously bent his knees and bent down.

"This is……"

Olgaron showed surprise for the first time, and he looked up at the depths of the observatory's holographic image.

"You...no, are you..."

Eluen said in a warning voice, "Call me Eluen, Ace, now I am one of the patron saints of Azeroth, and the local residents call me the Moon God."

"……yes."

Olgaron lowered his head respectfully, "I didn't expect Azeroth to get your protection. It was because I was not thoughtful and acted too hasty."

"Ha~ It's okay, those who don't know will not be guilty."

"Go, follow the advice provided by my family and find the life-gifter, and she will be the key to counterattacking Argus to defeat the Burning Legion."

“Yes, your will.”

As Elune's will pressure dissipated, Olgaron obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and Ledon also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He glanced at Andrea who was as if nothing had happened, and Leden twitched in his heart and complained, "That adult is still so terrifying. I'm afraid only Andrea, a happy ignorant person who is still kept in the dark, can ignore her pressure."

Olgaron hesitated for a moment after he got up again, "Lai, the Great Guardian, I will follow the instructions of that master to find a refuge for the life-giver, and Azeroth will be given to you for the time being."

He looked at Andrea deeply, and Olgaron, who was shocked by the boss, said to him before leaving, "Andrea Yueying, I hope you can fulfill your promise and provide timely assistance when I find the refuge of the life-giving gifted person."

"I believe that it is not only us who are looking for the whereabouts of Lord Aonar. We should seize the time to deal with the crisis within Azeroth as soon as possible. The survival of the universe may be entrusted to the safety of Lord Aonar."
Chapter completed!