Chapter 1174: 19. Star Center. Pantheon
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Azeroth’s Death Track
- Yilu Jilu
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- 2021-03-02 07:24:53
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The Pantheon is not only the parliamentary organization of the Titan creatures carrying the arcane order among the stars, it also refers to a real arcane holy place.
That's where the Protoss Titans gather to study the mysteries of all the stars. The temple itself represents the appearance of the arcane power in the stars. Its existence is the same as the star sea of death that Tyrion saw. , Is the node of the six basic forces of the stars. Through this temple, the Titans can adjust the power of arcane in the stars.
This is why the six weak Titan spirits can surely seal the dark Titan Sargeras. As long as the Titan spirits are in the Pantheon, Sargeras is equivalent to facing the entire Olympics under the stars. The convergence of magical powers, frankly speaking, is not enough to kill Sargeras, but only for sealing, it is more than enough.
"Om"
Along with the mysterious sound of Noganong, the dream-weaver, and the windless movement of the book in his hand, a gate extending into the stars' voids opened slowly.
It's like a mirror condensed by magic, like the water surface of the waves, and through that light, you can vaguely see the projections of countless worlds under the stars. It's like it is located in the deepest part of the stars, but like It exists in every inch of the starry sky, between the shadows, so that the right eye of the Lord Lord reflects a slightly chaotic light.
Until Tyrion took off the black blindfold, in the reflection of the gem in the left eye, the projections of those tens of thousands of worlds suddenly dissipated, replaced by an unpretentious door to the stars, like a door to the unknown. The door is simple and solemn.
"This is the Pantheon."
Norgannon put away the book, and the soul of the Titan's spirit, the watchman, became darker. He coughed and explained to the Lord Lord:
"It exists in countless timelines and countless dimensions at the same time, even the dark Titan Sargeras, but also wants to destroy it from the outside world. This is the manifestation of the arcane arcane. In some magical civilizations, those great The magicians will call it the "Arcane Throne" or "The Throne of Ten Thousand Methods". Only those souls who have reached the extreme in the Arcane Way can sense the existence of the Pantheon."
"And only if we invite them, they can step into it."
The Supreme King Aman Sur said in a deep voice, and then leaned on the cane of thunder, striding into the gate reflecting the arcane light, the other Titans entered, and the Lord of the Lord stepped into the magic shape. In the star gate of the star, at the moment he stepped into it, this solid arcane gate seemed to complete his mission. In the cold wind of the dead world, it turned into a little starlight and disappeared. In place.
The pure arcane power swept over the Lord’s body like a storm, blocking his sight. This step was like stepping into the stars, but before feeling the strange weightlessness, his shoes were Stepped on the solid ground, the arcane light in front of the high lord slowly dissipated. One side was not large, and the temple suspended in the lonely stars appeared in front of him.
This is the Pantheon!
It is not vast, not even more majestic than the Holy Light Church in the world of Azeroth. In fact, from the appearance alone, it even looks a bit shabby, and the entire temple area is as if he is in the dead world. The lonely castle is so big that you can even see the head at a glance, but this arcane temple suspended in the stars is extremely thick.
Every inch of its ground and every decoration is made entirely of steel, and simple geometric patterns are scattered on it, but when combined, it has an unusually solemn feeling. Its main colors are low bronze and gold. Mixed, but not luxurious.
This steel-like temple is ring-shaped and has three levels.
The highest order is 14 towering pillars erected on the edge of the temple, supporting the semi-circular dome of the temple, and above the dome is a picture of the opening of the stars, there is no carving on the stone column, no any Dotted, and between the columns and the columns, the hollow walls of the whole temple are intertwined. Outside the squares, you can vaguely see a quiet group of stars, and in the simplicity, there is a shocking atmosphere.
The second stage of the temple is a ring, on which are placed the thrones of seven ancient Titans, including Sargeras. The throne, in fact, is not as magnificent as the throne. It is more like a steel cast chair. Just like the high-backed chair used by Tyrion to entertain the soul of the Titans in the Dead Realm, at the top of each throne is a white crystal inlaid with the purest arcane power.
Below the throne ring, which is the third stage of the temple, is a large ring-shaped platform. The precision rings are like nesting with each other, constantly rotating along the central axis, but if you look closely, it looks like There is no rotation at all, and there is a huge arcane mirror in the center of the circle, like a container for gathering power, and like a portal.
"This is the Pantheon..."
Tyrion looked at the quaint temple in front of him, and he sighed silently, feeling quite revisited, but this time, he was really standing on the ground of the Pantheon.
"Speak, Deathwalker."
Six Titan spirits were seated in their seats, and the arcane power from the stars began to relieve their fatigue. Aman Sur, the king of the gods, whispered:
"No one can hear our conversation here, not even Sargeras. Let's talk, talk about your thoughts and talk about what you are going to do."
Facing the gaze of the six Titans, Tyrion no longer sold the key. He waved his hand and opened the space. Six things appeared in front of him and the spirit of the Titan, and under the control of the will of the high lord, slowly Suspended in front of the corresponding Titans.
A simple shield corresponds to the power of Agramar the Guardian.
A gem wrapped in time corresponds to the power of the Supreme King Aman'sur.
On one side is a platinum disc with endless secrets, corresponding to the power of dream-maker Nogannon.
The five broken stones connected to each other correspond to the power of Gogonus the Anger.
A quaint rock carving hammer corresponds to the power of the shaper Kazgros.
Finally, there is a purple gem, which is that the life-granter Ionars has transferred to the life guardian Freya, the manifestation of the life authority of the life-binder Alexstrasza, corresponding to the life-granter Iona Power.
The Lord Lord spread his hands, he raised his head, his eyes were clear, he looked at the six Titans in front of him, he said:
"Elune's body is for me to complete for her, but the growth of Elune's soul and will require you to help her..."
"I can do my best to stop the dark Titan in the dead world, but in this world, Elune needs to save herself, I need the girl to grow at the fastest speed, I need her to shoulder her mission, I need her... "
"Become a qualified warrior!"
The Titans' eyes widened, but they were silent. They already knew the meaning of the Lord's words, and Tyrion said frankly:
"In tens of thousands of years ago, you could use the guardian as an energy relay to give your strength to the guardian dragon. I believe that now, you can also use the holy relics that follow your soul to save your remaining strength and The blessing of the soul is given to Elune and to your loved ones most in need now."
"Yes, sorry, but I need you to sacrifice yourself..."
The entire hall of the Pantheon was dead, and even the most well-known and supreme king, Aman Sur, was shocked by the idea of Tyrion, and the most wise dreamer, Nogannon, muttered to himself, and Kazgros, the shaper, communicated with Gogonas around him, and the defender Agrama looked at the holy shield he had left in Azeroth. This powerful Titan warrior couldn't help but ask:
"Is this all planned by you? From the Burning Legion's search for the Hammer, to this step, it is all under your control? You have already made today's decision...It is really unimaginable. "
Faced with the exclamation of Aggramar, the Lord Lord shook his head and said:
"We are facing the most powerful gods in the stars. In the face of such opponents, we must prepare in advance. This is already the best way I can think of."
"Then have you thought about..."
Ionaar, the life-giver, the Titan of Life, a young sapling above him, couldn’t help but ask:
"What if Elune loses?"
"What if she can't stop Sargeras in this world? She is just a child after all, even if we sacrifice ourselves, transfer all of our strength and fighting experience to her, forcibly promote her to maturity, a fledgling little Girl, no matter how great her potential is, how can she fight against Sargeras who killed countless? That was the first strongman in the Pantheon!"
The question relieved Tyrion. He blinked his right eye and said to the life-giver:
"With the combination of the solid body of the Titan and the mature spirit of the world, even if Elune really loses... she can at least escape! If you follow your method, she has no chance to escape.. ."
"What's more, I have the frontal battlefield!"
The lord's ten fingers were gripped in vain. He said:
"I just need Elune to persevere in this world... insist that until Sargeras is forced to retreat, we don’t need to really defeat Sargeras, we just need to let him see Elune’s power, see Elune’s will, seeing Elune’s potential, Sargeras was enemies against the void in his life, I believe that after seeing the power that Elune shows, he will realize it.
"The future of these stars is definitely not among the ruins and ashes that burned everything..."
"Pure destruction can never bring hope! Barbarous unteaching and humiliation will never allow souls to truly learn lessons."
Tyrion looked at the six Titans in front of him, and he took a deep breath:
"If you really think Elune is hope, then let the stars see this spark of hope!"
The lords looked at the expressions of the Titans. This was a matter of self-sacrifice. Even if the Titans were extreme manifestations of the Arcane Way, they were also living bodies, and they also had their own feelings and thoughts. , They will also hesitate, this is human nature.
Therefore, the High Lord took out the piece of soul belonging to Argus, he said to the Titans:
"Remember, the furnace of origin you set up in the world of Azeroth?"
Hearing this problem, Nogan Nong, the dream-maker, nodded, then nodded, and then heard the Lord Lord said:
"That instrument, washing the entire world with stored Titan energy, reshaping the world's ecology, to achieve the result of restarting everything, I have been thinking, Argus the Dead, this poor guy has no possibility of resurrection..."
"Later I thought, he has!"
Tyrion looked at the soul fragment in his hand and he said to the Titans:
"If we can survive this disaster, I will also set up a furnace of origin in the core of the world of Argus, and then return the soul of Argus to the world that nurtured him, and let the Titan energy of the origin of the furnace reshape the complete ecology of Argus. , I don’t know if this will allow the invaders to enter the
reincarnation
of life, but if they can...
The Lord Lord looked at the Titans. He said in a serious and serious tone:
"If the spirit of the world of Argus recovers after being reshaped, then I will send my most loyal subordinates to search the entire stars, find a suitable breeding planet for your 6 people, save your soul fragments in the same way, let you It can also reappear in the new era of promising stars after a long time..."
Tyraine raised two fingers, he said:
"In the name of Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, I swear, I will do it!"
The lord finished all his chips. He put his fingers down and stood quietly on the ground of the Pantheon. The pale light of the star sea of death was called, wrapped around the body of the lord, only a little call, fatal The death blade will appear in his hands.
Tyrion looked at the six Titans with different looks in front of him with an indifferent look. His tone gradually became ruthless and cold. All the plans and all the plans have been carried to the last link. The events related to the survival of Azeroth and the stars are no longer indecisive.
Thousands of death shadows projected on the steel ground of the Pantheon. The sharp killing intentions were hidden. Tyraon reached out and took off the black blindfold of his left eye. In the endless reflection of the pale stones, he said softly:
"Now... you."
"It's your choice."
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