"I've always been curious, the power under your command can easily sweep the entire storm cliff, I have seen the undead warriors under your command with my own eyes, it is no exaggeration to say that they are armed with those strange weapons, they are no weaker than the Titan soldiers who defeated the Dark Empire back then."

Rai followed behind Tyrion and walked in the castle of the Dead Realm, the Titan Creations are not traditional lifeforms, their unique life forms allow them to freely enter and exit the Dead Realm with permission, and will not be infected by the power of the Dead Realm, so in recent times, the Dead Realm Wilderness has been a temporary stronghold for these guardians.

"There is an easier way to solve all this, so why let those flesh and blood mortals sacrifice to get an unperfect ending?"

Lay asked:

"Is this sacrifice in your plan?"

Faced with the problem of the Great Guardian, the Great Lord did not hide his thoughts, he said calmly:

"Yes, according to the War Council's calculations, I may only need to send 5 warbands to take Ulduar in its entirety, crush your disorganized compatriots, and deal with the threat of Yug Saron, but the question is, why should I do this?"

The High Lord, who had regained his senses in the Dead Realm, yawned, and said a little lazily:

"Humans, elves, dwarves, all civilized flesh and blood creatures are part of this world, they enjoy the gifts that this world has given them, so when the world needs them, they must make sacrifices for it, this is a great sacrifice, I have no reason to refuse this greatness."

"What's more, I'm just the one who plans the world order, I'm not their babysitter, I don't need to help them solve any problems, or rather, I'll watch them step into the battlefield, I will evaluate their performance, it's like a game, only if the score is high enough, after reaching a certain limit, I will help them solve the problems they can't solve, just like in Silisus!"

"Do you understand? That's the right way to train children. ”

The Great Lord spoke eloquently:

"Give them a goal, motivate them to work hard to achieve that goal, and then give them a reward, and constantly develop their ability to solve problems independently, until finally, when they don't need my help, they can solve problems on their own, and at this time, the child can be considered a real adult and can live on their own out of the cradle."

"So, you treat them as your own children?"

The Great Guardian looked at the High Lord with a strange gaze:

"Do you regard all the civilizations of the world as your own children? Did I have too shallow understanding of you, or did your description mislead me? Is this really what you think? ”

"You see, I'm not that great."

The Great Lord smiled and said to Rai:

"Don't always praise me like that, I'll be embarrassed... What do I think of those civilizations? No, I don't treat them like children, I think of them as warriors ... You can think of the Stormcrags war as a "rehearsal" where they have to unite to defeat what they can't, and I don't want to see me take my soldiers into battle when the final battle comes, and I have to devote my energy to helping the fools who can't even save themselves! ”

"Of course, theoretically, such a weak civilization will not survive when the final battle comes... My eyes have been examining those civilizations, and you see, after two successive wars of punishment, even the unruly centaurs have learned to lower their posture and blend into the order of world civilizations, which fully shows that my way of doing things is correct! ”

Tyrion triumphantly handed a large wine glass to Lay, and then reached out to pour him the wine, and he whispered with a calm face:

"They thought I was destroying them, but they didn't know that I was actually saving them... And they have to learn to fight for themselves. ”

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of such a way of salvation, and even in the Titan's database, there is no such record. ”

Lai savored the strange-tasting liquid in his hand, and he looked at Tyrion with interest:

So, is your "salvation" always successful? Is there not a single one who disobeys? ”

"Absolutely!"

The Great Lord leaned back in his chair and said nonchalantly:

"The world is so big, there are always races that can't see their status clearly, and they think that they have some power, so they need to be feared by other races, and take this awe for granted... I'm talking about the Naga, the rats that live in the deep sea, and oh my God, I've killed almost a million of them, but they're still stubborn and unwilling to communicate with the outside world. ”

"But it doesn't matter!"

Tyrion shrugged his shoulders and gave Rai a gentle smile:

"My best "teacher", His Excellency Dai Lin, is ready to give them the "third lesson". I am sure that this lecture will be a great success! ”

The High Lord raised his glass to Rai, who followed his example and raised his glass, and in the crisp sound of the glasses colliding, the High Lord whispered a perfect summary of the conversation:

"The heroes of the coalition have sworn that they will never become warriors under Tyrion, and they will never fight for the Great Lord..."

But you see, aren't they also having a good time now stepping on the battlefield as "soldiers"? ”

"So, ignorance is actually a blessing..."

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In the outer hall of the Hall of Lightning at this time, Muradin, Tyrande, and the Orc Overseer Garrosh stood nervously outside the Titan's gates, and they paid their sacrifices to clear the entire Hall of Lightning, but in the face of Loken, the guardian Alonnaya on their side did not allow them to step into the final battlefield.

Of course, this is to protect the heroes of these mortals.

They're tired after a series of battles, and it's like death to confront them to face the Guardians now, so Elonnaya has taken on the responsibility of fighting Lorcan herself, and she has a good reason to do so.

But the mortal heroes waiting outside, waiting for the final result, didn't know that Elonnaya didn't face too many challenges in the final battleground, the only thing that made her feel more tricky was that her companions had smashed Lorcan's head so hard that she was challenged to put it together.

She wasn't a clever guardian, so it took her a long time to do the work, but the thrashing sound of the pieces being put together made the mortals waiting outside the temple feel terrified, perhaps, it was the sound of the fierce battle between the gods.

Of course, Elonnaya knew who killed Loken, but she would not tell the secret to mortals, the last time they met, Azadas's reminder was very necessary, mortals could not resist the power of the Old Gods, the information in their minds could not be hidden from the Old Gods, and once Yog-Saron knew that there were other Guardians eyeing the Storm Crags, then the cunning Old God would definitely immediately begin to destroy the Forge of Will.

That was an unacceptable outcome for Elonnaya, so she had to hide this secret before the coalition broke through Ulduar's defenses, until her brothers who were hiding in the shadows properly protected the last line of defense in the world's crucible, not to deceive the admirable mortal heroes, but to protect them...

It took Elonnaya a long time to put Lorcan's broken head together, she looked at her work, then nodded in satisfaction, she stood up, picked up her rock sword, then stretched out her left arm, tilted her head, and slashed at her own arm, pretending to be injured after a great battle.

"Bang"

The door to the inner sanctum, which had been locked tightly, was opened in a stream of gears and lightning, and the struggling Elonnaya staggered out of the inner sanctum, the giantess covered in the marks of battle, her rock body even cracking, the terrible scars that reminded several mortal heroes of the fierce battle between her and the betrayer Locan.

And in the giantess's hand, carrying the head of a rock, the cheek was shattered, as if it had been smashed, and on the face of the rock, the majestic face of the rebellious guardian of wisdom could be faintly seen.

"He's dead..."

Elonnaya whispered:

"With your selfless help, the mortal heroes, the betrayer Lorcan is dead... You are true legends. ”

As she spoke, amid the earth-shattering cheers of the tired soldiers, the giantess handed the rock head in her hand to the three mortal commanders in front of her, and she whispered:

"It's your spoils, I couldn't have done it without you, and now it's yours... Go ahead and place it in your city as a necessary means of inspiring the world... Of course, there are many things in Loken's treasury that I don't need, and they are all yours, and they are the rewards and glory you deserve. ”

Elonnaya placed the huge rock head in front of the three of them, Tyrande could feel the power of the titan lingering on the rock head, and Elune's approving voice also sounded in her head, which made the Dark Moon God of War, who had fought hard and killed the Iron Viku general, couldn't help but close her eyes and pray, she knew the identity of the owner of the head in front of her, according to mortal mythology, today, they killed a god...

It's a shocking story.

Compared to Tyrande's low profile, the orc overseer Garrosh who still had bandages on his face was much more active, his left hand was hung around his neck by a bloody bandage, which was the wound he had just suffered when attacking the difficult element, but at this time, the pain could no longer affect Garrosh's high mood, he stretched out his right hand and tried to touch Loken's head, but before he could touch the rock, he was struck by a burst of lightning on his wrist.

Even after death, the body of the Titan Guardian is imbued with immense power, which seems to represent the majesty of the Guardian and cannot be desecrated by mortals.

"Aha! We killed a god! ”

Garrosh flicked his aching wrist, he turned back and thumped his brother Dranosh in the chest, shouting to the orc soldiers behind him:

"Brothers! Today, we are all godkillers! When Lorcan's head hangs from the gates of Orgrimmar, all the orcs will sing our legends! ”

"We won! Brothers! ”

"We have won the battle against the gods! Rejoice! ”

Garrosh's shout made the human warriors who had always disliked orcs can't help but cheer, after all, to be able to set foot on the battlefield, and come here, witness the fall of the fallen god, and participate in it, for a warrior, what greater legend could there be?

Not to mention, after returning home after the war, these heroes will inevitably be awarded various honorary titles by the kingdom and the church, and they will also receive many rewards, basically the second half of their lives can be regarded as worry-free, and even their children and grandchildren can live a good life on the merit book! Isn't this what they ran to the barren mountains and mountains of the Arctic to fight their best? Who would refuse such a good deed?

No one!

The dwarves fulfilled their promise, and on this night, in the glorious hall of lightning, the dwarves distributed the spirits, and everyone sat in the sacred place to drink and sing loudly, and the temple of majesty was also gentle.

Soon, the news of Lorcan's fall also reached the headquarters of the Snowflow Plains, and there was another burst of celebration, and the news of the victory was like a wing, and it was quickly sent to the hands of various forces, so soon, the whole world knew, mortals... For the first time in history, confronting the gods and... Victory!

This is a victory for all of Azeroth, and it's a day to remember!

Of course, there is still a lot more for the leaders to consider, and now that both the Hall of Rock and the Hall of Lightning have fallen into their hands, it is time to try to open the gates of Ulduar!

It's time to storm the city of the Titans and unearth the world's ultimate secrets!

But for now, let the tired soldiers rest well, and savor the good taste of victory!

Here, cheers!