Curses are just nonsense in the world of science.

But in the world of magic, some powerful and proficient users of dark magic often have a lot of strange curse spells, and for them, maybe a single word can kill a life.

Gurgar is also a first-class spellcaster in Azeroth, this ogre himself has said that his talent in shadow magic has surprised Gul'dan, and the ogre is still immersed in the study of mysterious and complex void powers, so it is difficult to say whether the curse this guy gave to Benedictas before he died is true or not.

But for now, things seem to be moving in the direction of the fulfillment of the insidious curse.

The bones of Gugal over there have not yet cooled down, and Benedictas here has already been surrounded by the Death Knights of the Order, and the two sides who had just cooperated perfectly entered the tense environment in just ten minutes.

"From the beginning... The Order and the Necromantic King made a pact to destroy Twilight's hammer once and for all... And among them, Tyrion asked for two things, one was the head of Gugar, and the other was..."

Lord Kurtaz looked at the black bishop in front of him, and he said without a trace of emotion:

"It's your soul!"

"But he's with me..."

Benedictas subconsciously wanted to refute at this moment, but before he could finish speaking, he recalled the last conversation he had with Tyrion... The Great Lord did say that he would give him a key, but he didn't say that he would keep his soul...

"Ah, I see..."

A bitter smile appeared on the Black Bishop's face.

He thought that Tyrion would let him go, but apparently, the High Lord did not think that the things he had done in the past were worthy of forgiveness, that is, the Black Bishop himself, if he wanted to go into the path of the void, also wanted to atone for the things he had done before.

He's going to experience a death that so far doesn't see the end of his journey.

"He had declared that he was fate... Is this fate? Evil is a fate that cannot be forgiven... All right! ”

The Black Bishop clenched his fists, and a moment later the book full of forbidden magic in his hand slipped from his palm and smashed onto the cold ground, and Benedictas himself, as he had done when he first stepped into the Chapel of Alonsos as a full-fledged priest more than ten years ago, fell to one knee with his hands folded on his heart, and he bowed his head and said in a deep voice:

"So... Come on. ”

"Judge me, the evil me will die here, and the other pure me will be reborn in the void..."

The moment Benedictas silently recited the Holy Light scripture that was already unfamiliar in his memory, in the whisper of that deep magnetic voice, the Grand Knight of Kurtaz stepped forward, like an executioner, the war hammer in his hand was raised high, and the next moment... Crash down.

Between the cracks of flesh and blood, the last mark of the Twilight Hammer left on Azeroth... Utterly perished!

The long hunt is over...

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"It's done!"

In the deepest part of the Creator's Engine in the Stormcrags, Azadas, the Shaper who has been working tirelessly for the last few days to provide temporary shelter to the engine, has carved the last of the Thundercast Runes into the interface between the Creator's Engine and the Forge of Will.

The guardian cautiously examined the shelter seal in front of him, and after confirming that there was no problem with the rune placement, he took a step back, and behind him, the storm guardian Thorim stepped forward with a warhammer in his hand, and between the dazzling lightning surges, a huge, positive energy thunderbolt poured into the cumbersome rune circle in front of him, and under Torim's charge, the shelter seal began to move rapidly.

In another place, the follower of the Great Guardian Rai, the magical creator of the Origin Forge Seth, the guardian of the beauty love, is charging another seal, and in the energy infusion of the two Guardians, the blue energy extending from the Creator's engine quickly seeped into the will forge below Ulduar, which was connected to it, protecting the core area of the will furnace that had been partially infected by Yug-Saron.

"It's done!"

The solemn expression of Rai, the great guardian who had been paying attention to this project, finally dissipated, and the purpose of this large shelter seal in front of him was only one, that is, in a short period of time, to ensure that the power of the Void under the full power of Yog Saron would not penetrate deeper into the core of the Forge of Will, and to protect the most important world furnace in Azeroth from being destroyed.

This was the last job Tyrion and the Guardians had to do before they could enter Ulduar.

Once these threatening beings are perceived by Yug-Saron, the Elder God will definitely be desperate, and once it destroys the Forge of Will, then the Star Soul Elune will inevitably be severely damaged.

This is also the reason why the Great Lords and Guardians have the power to pacify everything, but they always keep a low profile in the war that has resumed in this Age of the Gods... They couldn't provoke Yog-Saron in advance, and the cunning Thousand-Throated Demon was drawn to the Civilization Alliance's assault on Ulduar, giving the Guardians time to forge the Seal of Protection.

On top of that, Yug-Saron doesn't know that Rai, the Great Guardian who disappeared in the first place, has begun to regroup the Guardians who have been defeated by its evil tricks.

"Great Lord, you can go in!"

The Great Guardian immediately contacted the Great Lord Tyrion who was hiding his body, and after getting Rai's signal, he was leisurely hiding in the coalition barracks, watching those orcs and humans fight The Great Lord stood up and stretched his body, he was already impatient to wait... And now, he can finally enter the sealed cage of Yog Saron and say hello to the Thousand-Throated Demon.

The second person contacted by the Great Guardian Rai is the Guardian Elonnaya, who is currently on the side of the Civilization Alliance, and his message to the giantess is simple, allowing Aronnaya to begin to guide the Alliance into the Inner Sanctum of Ulduar, the biggest threat has been contained, and these mortals can finally continue their cause of "saving the world".

"Buzz"

Tyrion stepped out of the Gate of the Dead and stepped on something soft with his first foot, and the High Lord looked down to see the disgusting severed limbs and severed arms at his feet, and the disgusting things left behind by these self-destructing cultists stained his shoes, which made the High Lord feel bad.

And on the battlefield full of disgusting flesh and blood in front of him, 6 mantis demon heroes, who are facing the revived Krasis general Vizaks, the Klasis awakened by a huge amount of flesh and blood is extremely large, and it seems to have the ability to summon strange steam, it looks like a mixed character of power and spell, and in front of it, 6 mantis demon heroes are a perfect combination of strength and agility.

The two sides are going back and forth, and it's very lively...

Both followers of the Old Gods, both of whom have some ancient secret arts, and the mantis demons attack sharply, but Krasis is notoriously resistant to beating, and this battle looks like it will not be fruitful anytime soon.

But the arrival of Tyrion, and the blue mist of death that had dispersed and was rapidly disintegrating and melting everything around it, interrupted the battle between the servants of the Old Gods.

Both sides set their eyes on Tyrion who stepped into the battlefield, the figure of the Great Lord was slender, and the appearance of the High Elves gave him a neutral temperament, but it didn't matter, every step he took during the Great Lord's stroll forward would make the warring sides feel like there was a mountain pressing against them.

"Huh?"

Tyrion let out a sound of surprise, and his gaze fell on the Supreme Colvan, the leader of the group of mantis demons, and he could easily feel that there was some strange power active in the body of this heroic warrior wrapped in black and white demonic energy, armed with a crescent battle axe and amber shield.

"Ah, so Benedictas gave this to you?"

The Great Lord shook his head, and he said in a polite and soft voice:

"But this thing is mine... So, can you please give it back to me? ”

As the temporary carrier of the Ancient Venerable, the Supreme Venerable Ke Erfan felt the crazy trembling of the dominant flesh and blood in his body at this moment, just like the Ancient Venerable who was slowly recovering sensed the signs of the appearance of the natural enemy, Yingjie did not hesitate, at this moment, he rushed to the distant passage at the fastest speed, the speed was amazing, like a black and white lightning.

"It's rude!"

This reaction displeased the High Lord, who waved his left hand and threw a Death Grip.

And Tyrion's Death Grip is different from other Death Knights' Death Grips, the Death Knights' standard Death Grip is a dark red ghost claw spell that can imprison distant enemies, and when the energy is recovered, it will be grabbed towards the Death Knight, the Great Lord's Death Grip is still a ghost claw, but it is huge like a real world-destroying ghost claw, directly tearing through the space and appearing above the fleeing Supreme One.

"Bang"

At the moment when the ghost claw closed, the Supreme One himself, along with a third of the passage, was clasped in the palm of his hand by the ghost claw, and between the shaking of the masonry of the ancient crypt, the Supreme Colvan, the oldest of the mantis demon heroes, was imprisoned in the air in front of the Great Lord's eyes by the death energy.

Tyrion reached out and stabbed into Corvan's abdomen in a gesture of "blending", and the next moment, he pulled out the small piece of flesh and blood that had been revitalized again.

"I wanted to use it as bait to seduce a greedy young lady..."

The Great Lord looked at the flesh and blood of the ancient gods struggling in the palm of his hand with some regret, and then glanced at the closed cell of Yug Saron in front of him, he shook his head:

"It's a shame that now I have better bait, so... It's useless. ”

"Bang"

The power of death exploded, completely annihilating the last piece of flesh in the High Lord's hand.

"No!"

The Supreme Being, who was paralyzed at the feet of the Great Lord, saw the last remnants of the Ancient Venerable die like this, the crazy mantis demon reached out and wanted to grab the foot of the Great Lord, but was kicked away by Tyrion in embarrassment, the Great Lord didn't pay attention to the 5 heroes around him who attacked him like crazy, the blue death mist diffused around his body, and those heroes entered it, as if they had completely disappeared, and there was no sound.

He continued to move forward, the ugly and twisted General Crasis retreating like a giant, panicked by the oppression of an ant.

"Crasis... It is said that you killed Tyr back then? ”

The High Lord looked at the ugly and twisted creature in front of him, and he whispered:

"Very well, the brothers of Tyr will be happy to see your presence, which means that their hatred that has nowhere to vent finally has a carrier... But for now, get out of the way! I don't have time to pester with you..."

General Vezax and the two Krassis who hunted down Tyr were the Faceless Leader born from the purest dark flesh of Yug-Saron, and even in the face of the invincible Great Lord in front of him, the Faceless General would not back down, it was like a wall, standing in front of his master's cell.

And this stubborn posture makes Tyrion feel very annoying and annoying...

"Get out!"

"Bang"

The power of death fused into a black giant fist, like a battering ram on the twisted and ugly body of Krasis, blasting the powerful General Vezax into the mountain wall at the very edge of this dark square, it struggled to break away from the sunken mountain wall around it, but in the face of the erosion of its body by the cold death, even the ancient evil creature Crassis who could continue to regenerate also felt the edge of death approaching at this moment.

"Aggressive"

After clearing the last obstacles, the High Lord stood in front of the cell sealed by the Quadruple Titan Seal, and as if visiting an old friend, he stretched out his finger, knocked on the door of the cell three times, and then said in a gentle voice to the creatures inside the cell:

"Hi Yog Saron, are you okay? I've come to see you... Oh, and introduce myself, my name is Tyria, Tyria. Dawnblade, I run a "small inn" in the Dead Realm, and your brother Cthun is a guest at my place, and he is very happy with the enjoyment there, but alas, it is lonely, and it cannot find its kind... So, would you mind moving? ”

There was a dead silence, and there was no response in the cage, but this did not disturb the "Yaxing" of the Great Lord, he raised his left hand, looked at the time of the mechanical watch on his wrist, and then he continued with a smile on his face:

"You're a little shy? Right? ”

"It's okay, at the current pace, it might take 3 hours for mortals to open the four seals, so it doesn't matter, we just need to wait another 3 hours before we can really... When we met, I had some wonderful thoughts, about the "lifelong event" of your long-lost sister Sarasta, and I wanted to talk to you about it, so..."

"Remember to prepare in advance, okay?"

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When the Supreme Corvin regained consciousness again, the weakened mantis demon felt itself moving.

It felt like it was being carried behind its compatriots, flying forward rapidly in the dark, the dominant flesh of the Supreme One's abdomen had been removed, and the cold death of the Great Lord had "washed" its body by the way, and under that death infusion, the once incomparably powerful Corvin had come to the end of his life.

The mantis demon could feel that in front of its eyes, the invisible death had summoned it.

"Ahem..."

Korfan coughed a few times, and this movement immediately alarmed the mantis demon flying on its back, and a familiar and gentle voice came into the ears of the dying Korfan:

"Hold on, my brother..."

"You've gone so far that I can barely find you, but now, you don't have to wander around anymore, I'm here to take you home..."