The Naraksha Engine is the core of the Magic Mountain Treasure House. This is one of the creation devices left in Azeroth before the Titan left, and is guarded and supervised by the high-level guardian Leiden and his Magic Creatures under his command.

No one knows how magical the device has. He only knows that although it is far from the two life furnaces located in Odur and Odam, in the hands of Thunder, it successfully cleared the flesh and blood curse that plagued the Demonic Clan, allowing them to regain their immortal form. Not only that, the brutal emperor of the Demonic Empire also used his engine to create a soulless army of creatures for his own power...

At this time, this ancient creation device was activated.

The roar became more and more deafening, Angma's eardrum trembled, and in a trance there was an illusion that the soul was about to leave the body.

After just a few breaths, the magic level of the entire space has been improved to the extreme. In a very short period of time, the total amount of magic gathering is no less than a sun well. Only then did he realize that the Naraksha engine is drawing arcane energy from the underground magic net in a very efficient way. It is worthy of being the crystallization of Titan technology. This energy extraction technology alone is far beyond the imagination of the mortal race.

Under the guidance of the established program, huge disc-shaped things on all sides emerged out of thin air. A mass of energy slowly formed at the center point where they were connected, emitting inexplicable waves.

This is the essence of the Naraksha Engine. The entire magnificent palace, or the entire secret library, and the entire Mogushan treasure house are all auxiliary facilities built around it.

The platform formed by pure arcane energy fills the void in front of him. Angma tried his best to control his body and walked towards the Naraksha engine that was condensing energy... On this way, he felt the strong resistance of the "body".

"Idiot, you will be completely annihilated!"

Amid the power of order that spread out from Naraksha's engine, Saratas's voice seemed a little panicked, and tentacles grew out of Angma's back, clinging to the edge of the platform.

Just now, this dark will hidden inside the strange short blade had completely taken over Angma's body.

Before Angma could take any action, all tentacles were destroyed by the power of order.

"I don't care what kind of deal you have with the fallen man. As long as you let go of my soul, you can control this body to escape from here. From then on, we will not violate each other." As we stepped forward step by step, Angma's body, which had been corroded by shadow energy, began to be destroyed, first with her broken robe, then with her hair and beard, and then with her skin...

He endured the bone-bone pain and gritted his teeth and said, "The device has not been fully activated yet, and you still have time to make a decision."

Abandoning the body for freedom of the soul is the best choice before Angma. But if Saratas is unwilling to give up his imprisonment, he can only devote himself to the Titan creation device in front of him.

But after that, he had no idea whether he was purified and annihilated with Saratas or was lucky enough to die.

"Hmph." Saratas sneered and responded to him in a way that completely locked down Angma's spiritual space.

In this regard, Angma could only say that the Fallen One had made a good move. He didn't know what the other party had said, but he actually used this artifact to secretly plan an unspoken conspiracy for tens of thousands of years. He was so interested in himself that he would risk his own risk and risk being annihilated by the Naraksha engine and also control himself.

The expected attack began. Saratas, who had accumulated enough power, attacked his soul again.

While trying hard to keep himself awake and not be disturbed by the illusions that appear one after another, Angma looked at the Titan device with devastating magic in front of him and asked in his heart:

"Do you don't believe that I will join in, or do you don't believe that the Naraksha engine will annihilate you and this artifact?"

"It turns out that this thing is called the Naraksha Engine..." Saratas fell into a brief silence after hearing this. "You think so simply that I am worried that you will not be able to read the valuable knowledge in your mind after you die."

"Then die with me!"

Angma's eyes showed a decisive look, squeezing the last soul power, forcibly crossed Saratas, and controlled his body to strode towards the area directly under the Naraksha engine...

The magic engine buzzed, and the order power that was concretely transformed into arcane energy rolled in it. As long as you take a step forward and greet yourself, it will most likely be annihilation that suddenly descended - death.

At this moment, Angma thought of his past.

From traveling through time to in this extremely dangerous world, from the initial confusion, fear and concern for the future, from knowing that "Ye Gong is good at dragon" mentality to the later transformation of his devotion to history...

Scenes of the past emerged before my eyes.

He thought of his past naivety, thinking that he had insight into history, but because of his status, strength, conceit, and because the world was not as simple as he thought, it caused greater turmoil, completely destroying Dalaran, almost causing the destruction of the coalition forces of various tribes, and completely destroying the north's resistance...

He thought of the joy of finding the tribe of the descendant of Anwena after the Sunwell, thinking of Lannaser, who is still stranded in the foreign domain and studying the space and new energy, and thinking of Prince Kelthas who teaches himself to move forward when he is confused and helpless...

In the pain of the body being destroyed inch by inch, Angma thought of countless selfs who were looking for ways to defeat the fallen ones in the more than 8 million timelines, but ended up suffering a tragic failure...

If you take a step forward, you will be doomed. You will become one of the more than 8 million possibilities, a trivial one...

No one remembers his death, the main timeline is still the same, and the wheel of history continues to move forward in the ruts that have deviated from the original trajectory. Onyxia will use the influence of the Storm Kingdom to harm the coalition forces of all tribes, internalize the united tribes of the East Continent, and ignite the hatred between the forgotten and the living. In the preparation stage of the Northern Expedition, when everything is in full swing, the military operations that are most likely to cut off the threat of the Lich King will be declared aborted...

In Kalimdo, the Qila Zombies are about to make a comeback. Perhaps the Orcs and Night Elfs under Gianna can work together to resolve the crisis. But they will also face new difficulties, the Emerald Nightmare is becoming more and more intense, a new round of hatred and a new camp war will also come...

I really...

Are you ready to face failure?

Angma was dismissed, but soon, the madness that emerged from the bottom of her eyes replaced all hesitation.

"I will never fail!"

He shouted in his heart, one step...

Stepping into the Naraksha Engine.

The power of order came, and the body corroded by the shadow energy was destroyed. With Saratas's angry scolding, Angma felt that all his thoughts were stripped out of his mind and the world became quiet.

He could not feel the pain and lost all his sensory abilities, as if the corresponding functional area of ​​the brain was damaged, and even the concept of "perception" was nothingness. After a brief trance, he completely fell into a state of stagnation, his brain was in nothingness, without thinking or thinking.

...

I don't know how long this process lasted, but his vision gradually became clearer. He saw the magnificent dome that was out of reach. The four-sided disc-shaped things above his head were dull and dull. Occasionally, subtle arcane energy dissipated in the air...

"Where am I...?"

He was confused for a long time, and suddenly, it was as if someone had connected his thinking line, reminding him of everything that had happened like an electric shock.

He couldn't help but sit up and found that the Naraksha engine had stopped running. He was sitting naked on the energy platform directly below the Naraksha engine. He looked down and his body was as intact as before, and Saratas on his chest was also missing, but...

However, it was replaced by a rock-like skin. When you reach out and touch it, it felt extremely thick and thick. This skin is about the size of a palm, and is in the center of the chest, as if it is integrated with the flesh and blood around it.

What surprised him was that the essence of the Sunwell was completely restored. With the help of the essence of the Sunwell, he noticed something strange in his body. Under this rock-like skin, there was a "rock organ" with a completely different structure from the surrounding flesh and blood. It was adjacent to the heart and two lung lobes. There was a shadow of the blade of the Saratas Dark Empire inside that was shaped like a reduced version of the Saratas Dark Empire that was undecided, emitting waves of extremely obscure shadows...

What's strange is that the shadow energy neither corrupted the flesh and blood around it nor caused his body to have any rejection reactions, just as if the things in this stone organ were part of the body.

"How could Saratas be in my body?"

As soon as the thought came to mind, a gloomy female voice sounded: "Ah... you finally woke up."

Saratas!?

Angma's face suddenly became gloomy. He immediately manipulated the essence of the Sunwell to defend along the "new organ", but found that this was simply redundant.

The "new organ" is actually formed by arcane energy, and its pureness is even far beyond the essence of the Sunwell. Every "cell" is engraved with magic runes that he cannot understand at all. It is extremely complex and together form an indestructible seal.

Saratas Dark Empire Blade…sealed into my body?

What is even more puzzling is that he can clearly sense the state of the seal, and can also see through the every move of the Saratas Dark Empire Blade inside. He had an inexplicable sense of trust in this seal, as if he firmly believed that it would imprison the dark will in it. This emotion did not come from his own thinking, and there was no process, and it felt quite wonderful.

After repeatedly confirming that the seal is indeed extremely strong, and after controlling the essence of the Sunwell to set up another blockade outside the "new organ", Angma felt slightly relieved, stood up in surprise, looked up at the Naraksha engine.

What went wrong?

"As you wish, this thing helps you clear away the corruption and seals me up. But... this is no different for me, it's just a new home. I like it very much. What a happy result." Saratas said in a relaxed tone, with the joy of victory between the lines.

But for Angma, this is simply a time bomb buried in his body.

What kind of prison can seal such a dark will? Audur and Anqira have been corrupted by the ancient gods, and even the guardians are not spared. Even Angma doesn't know whether Saratas can be classified as such, but he also knows that it must be extraordinary, at least not comparable to those faceless people who are differentiated from the ancient gods' bodies.

Thinking of this, Angma gritted his teeth and walked to the console, trying to figure out what happened to him. But except for the button that activated the Naraksha engine, he had no idea about other complicated operations at all, so he had to try and say:

"Review the Naraksha engine operation log."

After a while, an empty voice without any emotion sounded: "The operator's permission is insufficient, access is denied."
Chapter completed!