Between the starry canopies of the Ulduar Observatory, the atmosphere has frozen to the extreme.

The observer looked at Tyrion who was blocking the way, he looked a little dazed, he didn't know the awkward relationship between Tyrion and the Azeroth civilization, and he didn't know what the dead believer in front of him was thinking, but he could feel the threat brought by Tyrion, especially when the Great Lord's momentum was not triggered, the heavy pressure was like a mountain.

The Great Lord stood there, standing in front of the information transmitter, the power of death in his body flowed between them, so that the stars of the observatory had an effect, those starlights seemed to be repelled by some kind of force, and gathered into a shining light in this observatory, it may not be difficult to kill the observer in front of him, but it is meaningless to harvest only a corpse, the real meaning of the observer lies in his ability to travel the stars, which is very important for both the guardians and the great lord.

If he could, Tyrion didn't want to kill Algalon in front of him here.

The Great Guardian Rai watched this scene calmly, he could have intervened in it, but he didn't, he was waiting for another person to appear, Rai knew very well that for a Guardian like Algalon who lacked emotional thinking, there was nothing more effective than the order of a Titan.

And Rai also believes that the Great Lord is actually waiting...

The disagreement between Algalon and Tyrion is not just a decision between the two, but also a choice for the star spirit Elune, perhaps, Tyrion also wants to see what kind of choice Elune will make between saving himself and protecting the world's civilization.

Although he has confidence in Elune, he would rather see the Star Spirit's choice with his own eyes... Like a proper guardian, he wants to see Elune grow.

And the result did not disappoint the people who were waiting.

"Buzz"

A silver veil of moon suddenly appeared between the starry canopy of the observatory, shrouded in the body of the observer Algalon, this special life whose whole body was made of starlight seemed to communicate with the thoughts in the veil, after a moment, he took the initiative to take a step back, he used his own sparkling starlight perception to "look" at the great lord in front of him, he still had a trace of scrutiny and doubt, he said softly:

"Then it will be as you wish... I'll go to the stars at once, contact the other observers who have escaped the ravages of the Burning Legion, and wait for your news among the stars, but I doubt that this world, with these imperfect flesh and blood creatures, will be able to do what you promised..."

"The miracles that this world has bred will be an eye-opener for you."

The High Lord retorted, and then let go of the Ash Messenger in his hand, and at the moment when the blade dissipated, the starry body of the observer Algalon also turned into a starlight and dissipated into the observatory, and the canopy of pale light slowly dissipated at this moment, revealing the original appearance of the observatory.

"So, what exactly did you tell him?"

The Great Lord watched the starlight dissipate, and he asked on a spiritual level:

"To make such a ruthless guy act according to your words, maybe I really underestimated you..."

"That's just because you ignore the position and importance of the Pantheon in the heart of the Titan's creation, and not everything has to be solved by force."

Elune's light voice rang out in the High Lord's mind, and she seemed to be still angry from what had happened last time, but after a moment, her voice became low, like a sleepy child:

"Why would you doubt my choice? Tyrion..."

"I will not forget what mortals have done for me, and I will not forget what you have done for me... Algalon is willing to help me, but it doesn't help much with your crazy plans, the observer is not very good at fighting, and he can only give us some useful information at best. ”

Elune's reminder made the High Lord nod, he turned around and glanced at the information transmitter behind him, he reached out and picked up the white-gold Nogannon disc, and said:

"That's enough, I'm not short of fighters... Sleep, Elune, and the next time you wake up, your illness... It's going to be fine. ”

The Spirit of the World was silent for a moment, and the moment her consciousness dissipated, a long sigh was heard in Tyrion's thoughts.

"I hope so."

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At the same time, in the castle of Dark Blade City in the Dead Realm, Yuna, the little ghost who had just run back from Stormwind City, pouted and walked in the secluded castle with an unhappy face.

Lili, the red panda who recently studied at the Federal College of Nature, wants to rush back to school to go to class, but Yuna prefers Lili to accompany her to the zoo in Stormwind City.

"All day long is learning, learning! Learning can be fun to tease the hippopotamus! It's all a bunch of fools! Forget it, I'm going to play with Sarantia! ”

Yuna complained viciously, and at the same time familiarly touched into Tyrion's "treasure room", which is the place used by the lord to store some valuable loot, little Yuna looked left and right, like a skilled thief, grabbed the lock of the treasure room with both hands, fiddled left and right a few times, and between the flashes of light, the magic lock was quietly opened.

The little ghost triumphantly stroked the crown above his head, and then ran into a large warehouse, where the stone walls were illuminated by spar lamps, and under the light, the neat loot placed in the entire warehouse seemed to be covered with a bright veil.

The Skull of Gul'dan that Tyrion had obtained when he was a Death Knight had been carefully placed in a crystal box on a stone pillar in the deepest part of the warehouse, and the High Lord had no need for it now, so it was more of a nostalgia for the past years.

And next to Gul'dan's skull, there was a crystal that shone with an emerald green light, the leafy shadow of one of the Atama crystals, which was strung with a beautiful silver thread, which was the favorite jewelry of the Blood Lord, and was only used for decoration on important occasions.

On the weapon rack on one side, there are two square-headed one-handed war hammers, which are the sacred relics of the Black Iron Dwarves, opponents and persuaders, and are said to be the proud work of the most powerful blacksmith in the history of the Black Iron Dwarves.

Next to the warhammer was a heavy magic book, the Book of Medivan, which was not of much actual value, but for a while, the book was carried by the High Lord, presumably as a memorial to the past.

The largest collection in the warehouse is the treasure of the Raven Empire from Tongtian Peak, the complete "Roukma's Breath" excavated from the ancient tombs, the Great Lord once used this ancient energy weapon to kill a great demon, and now the Dark Blade has a better weapon, this ancient collection of Roukma's Breath has also been placed in his warehouse by the Great Lord.

These things that have been carefully collected by the great lord are not liked by Yuna, this little ghost has a very strange taste, she always likes to collect some strange things, and she has her own room in the castle, and that room is always the messiest in this castle, there are too many strange things in it.

Yuna's favorite thing to play with secretly is the crown that is placed on the other side of the warehouse, not just one crown, but a lot of them, some of these crowns are gorgeous, some are quaint, they are all gifts from the forgotten kings, representing the beginning of a new era in the past of the dark blade, Yuna herself has a crown, but she always likes to go out with these crowns to swagger, because of this bad habit, Yuna has been reprimanded by Aurelia many times.

But this bear kid doesn't care!

Yuna rubbed her hands together and tried to pull out King Terenus's purple velvet-adorned crown, but just as she opened the crystal cover, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a bracelet made entirely of emerald green crystal on a pillar next to her, which made the little ghost suddenly interested.

She was sure that the pillar was empty the last time she came, which meant that the bracelet was the latest one Tyrion had put in the warehouse.

A wicked smile flashed across Yuna's face, and she ran over with a grin, lifted the crystal cover, picked up the green bracelet without care, looked at it in front of her eyes, and then listened to it in her ear.

She heard the wail of her soul...

In each crystal bead, there is a painful soul sealed, this thing is something that no one with faith will touch, but Yuna is not afraid, she is a spirit herself, she has a natural lack of fear of ghosts, and such an evil bracelet will make her look "cool"!

"Hee-hee, baby, it's mine!"

Yuna licked her lips, then put the bracelet on her wrist, looked left and right, and felt very satisfied, the little girl let out a series of cheerful laughs, and then turned around and ran out of Tyrion's treasury, after she closed the door, the light in the vault dimmed at this moment, and the whole warehouse was dead silent, until nearly 10 minutes later, two dim shadows appeared in the deepest shadows of the treasury.

They seemed to be there all along, watching Yuna's actions the whole time.

"The little fool took that thing away... Or did Tyrion know her. ”

"Well, it's best to guess what a child thinks, especially a little fool like Yuna who has a mushy brain... Now it's all that remains to wait, and let's see when the cunning and undying Mother of Light will take the bait. ”

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In the dim sky, it seemed to be a cold winter day, and Viren looked at the ruined city around him with a blank expression.

It seemed that a terrible war had just taken place here, and the warm city he remembered had been reduced to ruins, and the pungent smoke of gunpowder wafted from the ruins, and the compatriots who suffered in the hell of war...

Over here... This is Agus?

This is the Argus he remembers.

"Prophet, help me!"

"Help us, Lord Viren, please!"

"Help me! Viren! Help me! ”

Behind him, thousands of Eredas, who had suffered in the green Evil Plague, wept in the green flames, begging the Prophet to save them, and there were men, women, children, old men, all his people!

"Holy Light, help me!"

The old prophet could not bear to see the suffering of the people, and he called out for the power of the Light, but the warm light that had always haunted his body did not respond to him at this moment, as if that power had never existed.

"Holy Light!"

The Prophet seemed to have a premonition of something, and a sudden rush rushed over him, and he walked along the ruins with tired steps, but the voice of the call behind him never stopped, like a ghost haunting him, and never stopped, until at last, the Prophet was already running, and he seemed to want to escape from such a nightmare.

But just as he struggled over a ruin, he saw another version of himself!

Dressed in a white robe, he knelt in agony in a hell filled with shards of steel, and in his arms lay a dead Ereda... It was an Eredar who had received evil powers, and he had become a demon, but why, why would another prophet be so miserable?

Wait a minute... That Ereda!

That's rakish, that's... That's his son!

"It's all your fault!"

The other prophet, who was in agony holding his dead son, turned his head, his old face full of distorted anger and hatred, an expression that would never appear on Viren's face.

"The Light can't save him! You have to make sacrifices! But you don't! ”

"You killed him with your own hands!"

"Murderer! You killed your own... Son! ”

He roared, and the sound of thousands of cries behind him also sounded at this moment, like a deafening thunder, and the sound of madness was like a hell of disaster, to pull Viren into it, and there was no light to be seen.

"No!"

At the moment when the darkness completely enveloped the world, Viren opened his eyes suddenly, he gasped for breath, the prophet lowered his head and looked at the purple crystal soul song hanging on his chest, which was shining with a faint light, which represented... It means that while he was meditating, he seemed to have made another prophecy.

A great prophecy, a prophecy about death... But is that going to happen in the future, or is it just... Just a certain fragment of the future for an infinite number of years?

Viren felt his head hurt, and just as he was about to take a break, the voice of the Grand Guard Marrad rang out outside the meditation room:

"Prophet? Are you awake? ”

"It's time for us to go to General Abydis's funeral..."