Vol 2 Chapter 644: : Titan of Northrend

Kalimdor mainland, Yongye Palace.
"Aren't you going to the Northrend continent? Isn't Enzos in the established destiny timeline there?" Ali Sander was a little strange.
Boss Hu shrugged, showing a pitiful look.
"No need, I won't go anymore. I'll just go to the maelstrom to watch the excitement later. As for the Longmian Temple.......... ......" The guy from Enzos. The gun was on, haha. "
"Bump ... oh ... Avenger Agramar is now in Northrend, right?" Ali Sander suddenly realized.
The new Titan brother had to be a literary youth, what kind of heart-to-heart trip to play, running around the world, and picking very hard, there is no next gold coin on the whole body, it can be described as a model representative of poor travel.
"Yeah, he told me when I contacted a few days ago, he ran to the Dragonbone Wilderness area, and now he is posing as a poor non-chief adventurer on the side of the walrus people, helping free to find the lost walrus man cubs, walrus He does n’t want to give him money, hey, so ... you said that at this time, a bunch of extremely familiar ancient flesh tentacles suddenly came out from under the ground, what would this titanic guy do What about? "
"Enzos is dead."
"Yes, Enzos is dead."
Boss Hu nodded and repeated Allie Sander's conclusion.
Aggrama is also a stunned person. You can say that you do n’t need to equip rewards. That makes sense. After all, you are a Titan creation graduation artifact. You ca n’t look down on the indigenous equipment of Northrend.
But you do n’t want to give you gold coins either. It ’s really desireless. The Pantheon is a good model of Titan, serving the people of the universe, and bowing down.
Northrend continent, keel wilderness area, walrus town Moyaki port.
Agrama carried a bunch of chubby chubby little cubs in his arms, and returned to the town with thick snow, with a happy smile on his face.
"The mission was over-fulfilled, and I brought you all the cubs I could find, haha."
The walrus people gathered around cheered suddenly.
"You are a powerful adventurer. Tonight we will give you a meal and freshly caught fresh North Sea Ray!"
Agrama nodded and thanked with a smile.
I have traveled all the way, and have come into contact with a variety of flesh and blood races, and met a variety of mortal friends with different personalities. Although I am still hypnotizing myself, it is correct to keep silent about the father of the gods Aman Sur and the Pantheon Yes, but his own mind is the clearest. Deep inside, Aggramar knows that he has completely shaken.
And the integration of the timeline in the past few days has made Agrama's turbulence even stronger.
Did even the timeline acknowledge the status quo of Azeroth?
These flesh and blood creatures are not degenerate or chaotic. Their existence is reasonable. They have their own unique order and a kind of vitality, but at the same time they are full of hope and freedom, and there are endless possibilities.
Unlike the Pantheon of absolute reason and order, and the cold and rigid steel creations, Aggrama feels very happy among these flesh and blood mortals.
Those steaming foods, celebratory hugs, and conversations about future life have given Aggrama many emotions that have never been seen before.
That is hope and progress, self-development, not relying on Titan, let alone relying on any so-called higher existence.
"Since the destruction of the ancient and the lich king Alsace, our days here are much safer, oh of course ... those wolverines are still hated, haha."
"Respect the Titan Sarodar, respect the Northern Expeditionary Alliance!"
The walrus raised his rough wine glass and shouted loudly.
Aggrama smiled and toasted together.
Suddenly, a roar accompanied by violent energy fluctuations, everyone immediately looked up at the sky in the distance.
Overwhelming all kinds of giant dragons, they fought.
Countless flesh and blood tentacles broke out of the ground, exuding a wild whisper, the deep purple twilight energy was corrupting everything.
"Another timeline stowed over the existence, evacuate!"
The Moyaki port suddenly became messy, and local walruses and adventurers began to pack their things in a hurry, preparing to go to the sea to seek refuge in the Howling Fjord and the Borean Tundra area.
They are powerless in this high-level and high-level war, and they do not want to participate in it. A peaceful life is what they want.
A huge hemispherical golden divine shield emerged violently, and then enveloped the entire Moyaki port and the surrounding area, firmly blocking any invasion from external forces. The shield disappeared in an instant.
Agrama ’s Titan power is pure gold, like a dazzling golden flame.
"Don't panic, you don't need to take refuge, now going to sea is equally dangerous!"
Aggramar no longer disguised, his body suddenly grew bigger, and stood in the middle of the port and shouted.
"Titanic! It was the Titan that came some time ago, he is the same race of Lord Sarodal!"
Everyone immediately recognized Agrama, after all, the news of the world was broadcast live some time ago.
"It's Titan's duty to eliminate those evil and chaotic existences. I will go back as soon as I go."
Looking at the flesh and blood mortals cheering around, Aggramar smiled.
This made him somewhat understand the meaning of his struggle, as well as some of Sarrodar's thinking.
Why fight?
The so-called order and justice may not be the rules and regulations that have long been condemned. The existence of all things has its meaning. Existence is reasonable. You understand them and you are willing to fight for it.
This feels pretty good.
These tiny flesh-like creatures like ants, they are not tools of order, they are less chaotic, they can become the creators of order.
The Titan Spirit is the messenger of order ~ EbookFREE.me ~ If they are order, then their sword of order messenger will wave for them.
"Stay here, I will be triumphant with victory, all evil and filth, all depravity and confusion will be wiped out under my sword."
As he once went on the expedition, he said to the Pantheon.
The Tiantian Titan moved forward with his broken sword, and behind him was the world of order he decided to protect.
Perhaps this world has many flaws, but there is also hope and progress here.
This is true even for Titans that are higher than the mortal race. If their horizons are too high, they will miss many key basic essences.
I am Agramar the Avengers, and I am the messenger of order.
Sarodal wanted to convey everything to me, I knew it.
"The of the ancients, the Pantheon has made the final judgment on your order!"
"death penalty!"