The wind became more and more violent. On the steps in front of the Ulduar gate, Loken and Angmar stood. One was at the top and the other was in the middle, looking at each other quietly.

"I have no room to look back. Do you think they will let me go?" Loken sneered and said, "No, they won't. They talk about order and justice and think they are the executors and regulators of this world.

Gods. They will not ignore my heinous sins. They are eager to judge me, execute me, and nail me to the pillar of shame for betraying the sacred mission forever, so as to alert future generations and let everyone remember those dark years..."

Angmar shook his head and said: "No, on the contrary. On the contrary, they want you to live. In fact, I am the one who wants you to die."

Loken narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and the majestic arcane energy gradually gathered in his palms. He was obviously ready to go and ready to fight at any time. His power came from the Titan Norgannon, who was in charge of the battle.

The wise king of arcane power, in terms of strength, he is no less powerful than Malygos, the magical guardian who has the same source of power.

Once he takes action, looking at Azeroth, not many beings will be able to resist.

But Angmar just looked around casually, his eyes sweeping over the shadow creatures surrounding the stairs one by one, as if he suddenly looked much older, and said quietly:

"Shadow, void...anything that deals with them will not end well, right? But in the past 1.3 million years, I am the person closest to the void in the entire universe. My best friend who once entrusted each other with life and death,

The lover who once warmed my cold heart at night, and the subordinates who stood with me at the end of the universe to kill the invading enemies..."

He sighed, seemingly lost in painful memories, more like talking to himself than recounting them.

"Many of them have not been able to escape the ravages of the void. Corruption? What is corruption? Mind control? No...that's too low-level. I believe you can understand this, Loken. The void will subtly change a person.

Human cognition, tampering with one's thoughts, making people believe from the bottom of their hearts that the world is hopeless, believe in the legitimacy of the void, and abandon the beliefs and beliefs they once believed in... This is the most terrifying corruption.

."

He looked at Loken and said sadly:

"In the process of fighting against the void, I have experienced many betrayals. Believe me, even the most unworthy of mentioning betrayal is far more harmful than the damage you have brought to the Guardian system, to Azeris, and to the sacred mission.

, much scarier...

The Bandinore cosmic defense line that I worked so hard to build collapsed due to the betrayal of my most trusted subordinate who I regarded as my successor. Billions of soldiers died at the hands of shadow creatures... That

Once, the Holy Light Legion was seriously injured...

During a raid on the void realm, my closest lover - Eve, a name I never want to recall - betrayed me. She led me into the trap of ten Void Lords, and I went back and forth.

After that, she died seventeen times and endured pain that you can never imagine before she found a way to escape in the high-dimensional timeline... But before that, I was not aware of her transformation at all. We used to be

, talking about everything. I shared my deepest secrets with her, and even wanted to help her become another existence after me that has control over the original light and dark origin of the universe, and the mystery of east and west time...

But she betrayed me in the end. No, it was not betrayal. Compared with my belief, she agreed more with your master's master, that is, the creed of those Void Lords. It was not for ambition, nor to pursue meaningless power.

, it’s just... simply more identification with the enemy’s creed. Isn’t this sad?”

Angmar shook his head in despair.

"There are countless similar betrayals. In the years to come, no matter what methods I use, I can't avoid this situation. I gradually learned to be numb, because I know that no one in this universe can resist the void except me.

The 'corruption' of - well, maybe I should change the word. This is not corruption, but assimilation. Bearing the betrayal of fellow travelers when fighting against the void is like one of the fundamental rules of this universe, and it seems to be only the smallest cost of war.

one of……"

He raised his head, looked directly into Loken's eyes, and his tone gradually became more serious.

"In 1.3 million years, I have been betrayed thousands of times by my subordinates. I have also been betrayed countless times by my adopted son, adopted daughter, successor and subordinates. I have died thousands of times. My Bandinole

The line of defense has fallen thousands of times. My hard work has been wasted countless times. The number of moments when the Holy Light Legion was almost destroyed is countless. I have endured pain that you can't imagine. You said... suffered

How can I not hate being betrayed so many times and being hurt so horribly?"

Angmar paused and continued:

"I hate it so much. I hate why the void is so terrifying and takes away the most cherished things around me one after another. For a while, I used extreme means that you can't imagine to deal with all the betrayers. Torture is just the most trivial one.

I tortured them and vented all the hatred and resentment in my heart on them... But in the end I found that doing so only brought me one step closer to the darkness. So I understood that after suffering this disaster,

No matter how I react, whether it is to execute the traitors, or even torture them for countless years in the realm where time flows the fastest... it will only make my hands dirty. This is exactly what the Void wants, my old opponents,

I really wish it could break me in this way. I have no choice but to let go."

During Angmar's narration, Loken couldn't help but become fascinated.

He gradually discovered that the mortal in the red robe in front of him was not as calm and indifferent as he seemed on the surface. The reason why those indifferent eyes were indifferent was because he had experienced countless painful tragedies.

"So...you choose to forgive them?" the King of Wisdom asked.

"Of course not," Angmar replied, "I said, I hate betrayers. I gave them a better choice - self-commitment. As for their souls, will they die under the influence of the rules of the universe?

Which corner of the land of shadows I go to, whether I will come back to me after many ups and downs in the sea of ​​​​samsara, and whether I will get involved with me again, that is not something I should worry about... So, don't do unnecessary things anymore.

Despite your resistance, I now give you the same choice - the one that is endorsed by the laws of the entire universe, the most just, freest, and least time-wasting choice."

"As you said, I now sincerely believe that the will of the void is the only absolute in the universe. Compared with it, the so-called sacred mission is undoubtedly too biased. Take action, maybe I can't defeat you, and you can too

Kill me. But I will explain my beliefs." Loken raised his head and said.

"No, no, I will not kill you. I have made a promise to your brothers to bring you to them. I am a man of promises, so I advise you to kill yourself."

Angmar burst into laughter.

"Loken, your master Yogg-Saron is just the most insignificant extension of the Will of the Void. How can you, a frog in the well, have the courage to brazenly say that you understand the so-called Will of the Void? Besides, do you think I

I don’t know if you want to delay time? I just want to say it. It doesn’t matter if you are the audience or not.”

Seeing that his inner plan was exposed, Loken was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and waved his hand to order the shadow army to attack Angmar.

The aircraft carrying magic bombs covered the sky, and the steam tanks behind them also opened fire at the same time. It was a saturation attack. Countless shadow creatures, under the control of the dark will, braved their own firepower and swarmed up like a tide.

They poured down the stairs and besieged Angmar with such force that even the ground shook violently.

"To be honest with you, don't say that Yogg-Saron has activated the restart mechanism of the Will Forge. Even if the two World Forges are activated at the same time, to me... it is no different from being bitten by a mosquito. I will let him live,

It’s just that I want to walk more and stretch my legs, that’s all.”

Angmar said with a normal expression, looking at the tens of millions of troops as if they were nothing, quietly stepped forward, and continued to go up the stairs.

In Loken's shocked eyes, all shadow creatures, all magic, and everything within ten meters of Angmar instantly turned into yellow sand flying in the sky, unable to harm this terrifying existence.

Every bit.

Angmar climbed up the stairs unhurriedly. Around him, a tornado made of yellow sand soon formed, reaching straight into the sky, making it a spectacular sight.

Forced by the will of darkness, the shadow creatures continued to fight for time for their master. But they all became part of the Yellow Salon.

Even the Krasis generals whose strength was comparable to Loken failed to play their due role and suffered the same fate.

This is not blocking.

But to die.

Loken couldn't even understand what the principle behind this scene was. The infinite wealth of knowledge he inherited from the Titans was completely overturned at this moment.

He stood there, staring blankly as the fiery red figure in the yellow salon scroll walked up to the top of the stairs, passed by him, and walked towards the depths of Ulduar as if strolling in a leisurely way. During this period, he even forgot to move

The most powerful spell that has been condensed is cast...

When the man walked to the grand entrance of the inner palace of Ulduar, the door that had been heavily reinforced and completely sealed by magic suddenly opened for him. The man walked in with an indifferent expression and disappeared into the boundless darkness.

, the steps are so from beginning to end...

smooth.

The howling winds and the stormy waves of the Arctic ice sea kept beating against the coastline of the storm cliffs.

Loken felt itchy on his face and reached out to touch it, only to find it was a grain of golden gravel. He looked up into the sky and saw the yellow sand thrown high into the sky by the tornado, scattering all over the sky. For a moment, the ice and snow storm cliffs

, as if there was a sand rain,

He stared blankly at Sha Yu, feeling that he had never seen such breathtaking scenery in his life.

Two hours later, the dark clouds hanging over the storm cliff dispersed, and a ray of sunshine broke through the clouds and snow, falling on the earth. A thin layer of yellow sand covering the white snow was illuminated by the sun.

It reflects a little bit of sparkling light, which is really beautiful.

Ever since the fall of Ulduar, the aura of darkness that had been so strong that it could not be dispelled suddenly disappeared quietly.

Loken felt something in his heart.

Yogg-Saron is dead.

No fighting, no resistance...

According to the size of Ulduar, it only took two hours for the person to walk at the speed of a leisurely walk from the entrance to the inner palace of Ulduar to the area where the Forge of Will is located, and to the location of Yogg-Saron.

time……

Loken suddenly laughed miserably and thought to himself: "He really... just came for a walk."

Looking at the yellow sand, he couldn't help but sigh. The yellow sand reflected the sunlight, showing a magnificent scene in his eyes and in his spiritual world——

At the end of the universe, a black line spreads far away, swallowing up all the planets along the way, and everything in its path ceases to exist. But giant battleships filled with all kinds of mortal creatures stand across the black line

In front of.

This is a war.

The war between light and darkness, good and evil, will never end, and may never end. Even the Titans of the past Pantheon failed to launch a war as they wished. In this war, there is no right or wrong.

There is no reason to explain, there is only the collision of beliefs and the reciprocation of reincarnation.

That man accomplished something that the Pantheon could not do in just 1.3 million years.

Loken couldn't help but wonder, was this the man's evil intention to let himself see such a scene?

What is right? The Titans? The Void? Sargeras, who brings rebirth through destruction? Or... him?

After thinking for a while, he suddenly felt that his interest was waning, and he was no longer interested in the answer to the question. He closed his eyes in despair. The arcane energy mixed with black light flowing on the surface of his body gradually became invisible.

After a while, the soul of this giant who was tens of meters tall seemed to have dissipated, and all the colors - the colors that proved his immortal life essence - were fading. The rain of sand fell, and the slightest touch

Let the spiderweb-like cracks quickly spread on the giant's body surface. When the cracks covered the body skin that was increasingly similar to the color of rock, one piece, two pieces...
Chapter completed!