The High Lord walks in the thick blue fog of death.

Behind him, the terrifying stirring of the Holy Light when Zela was dying made the entire Zenidal ship sway, and the origin of the Holy Light seemed to be weeping over the death of the Mother of Light, and the golden light and shadow continued to sway in the spaceship hall, as if outlining a funeral that belonged to the Holy Light, as if sending off the fall of a creature born in the Holy Light.

Between the light and shadow, there was a golden lightning that sounded like thunder, as if it was scolding the murderer of this murder.

But that had nothing to do with Tyrion anymore, and the High Lord accepted the rebuke very calmly, after all, it was he who had just murdered the Holy Light, although it was not easy to win.

Zela's control of the Holy Light is even stronger than his control over death in terms of strength, and he used the power of two pieces of the Dead to defeat Zela's crystal body, if it weren't for Zela's sending the Holy Light Legion from the distant Temple of Void Light into Azeroth, which consumed great strength and was still weak, the battle of the Great Lord might have been more difficult.

But Rao is so, the direct collision of the two bigwigs still caused the Zenidal starship as a battlefield to be directly destroyed by one-third, but this spaceship is a real starship, it has not been so easy to collapse from the inside, although many important systems have been shut down, this spaceship is still suspended in the sky, although the shell has begun to disintegrate due to the conflict between extreme heat and cold, its engine is still struggling to operate, and there is no trace of falling.

"Where's that thing?"

Tyrion walked through the chambers inside the Zenidal ship, he had a clear purpose, and there was one thing he needed so badly in this starship.

"I remember, it was in the power room on the lower deck of the ship, if I'm not mistaken."

The High Lord rubbed his forehead, trying to recall the memories that had long since become blurred, he walked down the crystal-dotted spiral staircase, and everywhere he went, the blue mist of death continued to escape, making the visibility of the ship extremely low, and under the control of Tyrion, those cold mist with withering and withering power clinged to the various passages of Zenidal, like the eyes and ears of the High Lord, and soon outlined the internal structure of the entire ship for him.

"Ah, I found it!"

A glint of satisfaction flashed in Tyrion's eyes, and he walked down a downward spiral path to the power room of the Zenidal ship, which was full of complex equipment that Tyrion could not recognize, and unlike the gears of Azeroth's engineering, most of the equipment here was like a magical facility, and between the glowing runes of holy light and the sparks of energy, those strange gem crystals dotted with light lit up from time to time, providing the ship with suspended power.

"Bang"

The Great Lord's left hand searched for the wall of the power room, and after sensing a huge energy convergence device, his fingers easily snapped into the steel wall, and the meteorite steel, which was enough to withstand the energy storm and meteorite impact in the stars, was easily torn off the deck like soft mud in the High Lord's hands, and then thrown aside.

In the steel cabin, the High Lord saw the main guns of the Zenidal battleship, the Energy Convergence Crystal of the Ruler of the Holy Light, and the circuits of the Holy Light Pattern inside, these complex things were like some kind of strange works of art, which dazzled the High Lord a little, but he had a more convenient way to deal with them.

Tyrion's fingers moved around the chamber, where the rift in the Dead Realm opened like dark teeth in the air, and in a snap of a bite, the steel chamber in front of the High Lord's eyes, where the main cannon core crystal was stored, was torn from the ship of the Zenidal and sent into the Dead Realm.

The power of this thing has been revealed, the destructive power of the starship's main cannon has surpassed all the weapons currently in existence in Azeroth, and the Light Judge is a very useful imitation that will serve as a blueprint for the next generation of energy weapons research in the Darkblade Legion.

But at the moment when Tyrion dug through the entire lower deck of Zenidal in a very violent manner, forcibly removing the main body of the ship's main gun, the Holy Light Judge, from the ship's fire system, the satisfied Great Lord suddenly felt a strange void fluctuation, and the clear and faint void energy was escaping from somewhere in the spaceship to the entire ship's hull.

And it's still rapidly absorbing all the energy around it, like a newborn black hole.

This strange phenomenon caused Tyrion's expression to change for a moment, and he glanced at the ship's engine behind him that was about to shut down due to the violent demolition, and then reached out to open the Deadworld Rift, and he stepped into it, and when he reappeared, he was already back in the bridge hall of the Holy Light battleship Zenidal.

The glittering golden light and shadow just now were long gone, replaced by a dark force field that devoured all light, and in this dimly lit hall, in the place of the remains of the original Zela's body of holy light, a newborn god of the void, an entropy demon transformed after Naru's death, was slowly stretching its body composed entirely of dim starlight.

Tyrion knew that in the Nagrand Meadows of Draenor, in the Orc Sacred Mountain of Voshugu, there was also an entropy demon that Naru transformed into after his death, it was called Cwure, and it was a void creature that used up the power of the Holy Light to protect the Draenei when the ship Genidal crashed more than 200 years ago.

The Great Lord has seen the void form of Cauray with his own eyes, in the priesthood of the orcs that has lasted for more than 200 years, under the continuous self-sacrificing supply of the souls of the orc ancestors, the void form of the entropy demon Cwuray has been controlled, and will not vent his void power and endless hunger and thirst to the entire Nagrand grassland, however, in front of Tyrion's eyes, the entropy demon transformed by the death of Zela, the mother of light, is only a head, and it is three times larger than the entropy demon Cwure.

However, compared to the chaotic creature that can no longer reorganize its own form, the newborn entropy demon in front of him still maintains the form of Naru, and in the surge of the dark light, the body of the crystal body that is very similar to the mother of light can still be vaguely seen, but the body that was originally filled with holy light is now covered with the power of the void that whispers madly.

The dark purple, chaotic halo, with undisguised malice, kept surging his hunger and madness in all directions, and any energy on any instrument that came into contact with this dark halo would be drained.

"Zela"

The Great Lord was suspended in mid-air, looking at the newborn Entropy Demon in front of him, he looked at the unique body and body of this Entropy Demon with some doubts, and he shook his head:

"Should I call you the Mother of the Void now, you Naru, who have two absolutely opposing powers and forms of Holy Light and Void at the same time, I sometimes wonder if you guys are undercover agents planted by the Void in the Holy Light camp."

"Bang"

The Great Lord was shrouded in the cold power of death, preventing the light and shadow tentacles of the void from touching him, he stretched out his fingers and snapped his fingers lightly, and after a while, a sweet and greasy voice sounded behind the Great Lord, and a warm hug came from Miss Saratas.

"Ah, Great Lord, you finally remembered me, why, did you want me to sleep this time?"

Wearing a black uniform, the young lady who showed her good figure to the fullest ambiguously hugged Tyrion from behind, she pressed her chest behind the big lord, that weird touch uh, this young lady, it's a vacuum, it's really bold.

"I'd love to serve you."

Satarance was almost lying behind the High Lord, she whispered and whispered in Tyrion's ear, but the High Lord was unmoved, he pointed to the entropy demon Zela in front of him, who was rapidly devouring the energy of the entire ship, and he said to Salatas:

"You can handle this, right?"

Lying behind the High Lord, wrapping her tight legs around Tyrion's waist, Saratas, like a sloth bear, rested her head on the Great Lord's shoulder, and when she saw the entropy demon Zela that was haunting the power of the Pure Void, Saratas's eyes flashed with a gleam, and the black silly hair on the top of her head pointed sharply in the direction of Entropy Demon Zela.

It's like a uh, probe of the power of the Void.

"Of course! I can handle this creature. ”

Salatas kissed Tyrion on the cheek affectionately, then jumped down and straightened her disheveled clothes, and at this moment she seemed to be a capable Void Officer again, and she said to the High Lord:

"The entropy demon lacks reason, and will only instinctively devour energy to try to re-transform light and darkness, but to make an entropy demon return to the form of Naru, the energy required is a real astronomical amount, in terms of the size of the entropy demon in front of us, I estimate that she may need to devour most of the world's energy in order to make her become a Naru again This is a very dangerous existence, and it is best for me to deal with it."

As she spoke, the young lady couldn't help rubbing her hands, as if she had seen some kind of delicious food, and said to the great lord:

"It just so happens that the Void Infusion Ritual you asked me to carry out has been studied to a critical moment, those compatriots of yours are not as powerful as you, they can't directly accept the Void Power from me, but the Void Power of the Entropy Demon in front of me is very pure, maybe they can adapt to filling the hunger for magic in the bone marrow with the cold Void Aha, I have a hunch that the Rondolei Void Spirit will be born soon!"

"Very well, I'll leave it to you."

The Great Lord shook his hand, and a large rift leading to the Death Realm opened behind him, Miss Saratas didn't make any more mess, she quickly used her Void Authority to drag the Entropy Demon Zela into the Death Realm little by little, after transforming into the Entropy Demon, Zela lost the ability to think independently, just like a beast that instinctively devours energy, when facing the Void Divine God with higher authority than her, she will instinctively choose to obey.

"Honey, I'm leaving!"

At the moment when the Death Rift closed, Salatas enthusiastically sent a flying kiss to Tyrion, and the High Lord closed the Death Gate with a blank face, and at the moment when the entropy demon Zela disappeared, the engine of the Zenidal spaceship, which had already been drained of energy, was quickly shut down, and the ship that remained unchanged on the outside, but most of the interior had been completely destroyed, like a giant egg falling from the sky, roaring and smashing towards the Borean tundra 4500 meters below.

If it is allowed to fall like this, the city of the Draenei will be finished.

"Huh"

The figure of the High Lord appeared next to the rapidly falling Zenidal spaceship, he glanced at the Draenei city below, he shook his head, and then swung his foot and kicked on the surface of the Zenydal spaceship, and with the blessing of the Great Lord's great power, the heavy and massive ship swirled in the air, changing the trajectory of its fall, and falling towards the frozen sea in the south of the north wind tundra.

The High Lord looked at the trajectory of the ship's fall, and after a few seconds, his voice rang in the ears of Dai Lin, who was directing the salvo of the Dead Sea Fleet's artillery:

"Well, Your Excellency Admiral, let your fleet take a moment and a ship has fallen in the direction of your fleet."

"Huh?"

A moment later, Dai Lin's response added a hint of anger:

"Honestly, Great Lord, did you mean it?"

A smile flashed across the Great Lord's face, and he said solemnly:

"I swear, I didn't mean to, I've already achieved half of the combat goal, and you can retreat."

"I'll take care of the rest."

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"Ahh

Tulayan was half-kneeling on the ground in pain, he supported his body with the sword of the Holy Light, trying not to fall, the echo of Zela, the Mother of Light's death, echoed in the heads of the warriors of the Holy Light Legion, like spikes, stabbing their souls madly.

Tulayan's situation is not bad, beside him, the whole person of the light casting hoof sister Fariaa is in a coma due to soul shock, and the sword saint Tramon is even weaker and can't even lift his own sword, they were originally charging forward, and the demons who fought were holding their heads and running around, at this moment they were so weak that they needed the cover of the Draenei garrisons to withdraw from the battlefield with difficulty.

The warriors of the Holy Light Legion have been strengthened by the Lightcasting Ritual, and their Lightcasting Ceremony is presided over by Zela, which is equivalent to drawing a larger Holy Light from Zela to fight, and now, as the source of spirit and strength, Zela is dead, and even these brave warriors are swept away by that pain and lose their combat effectiveness.

"My brother! Tulayan, hold on! ”

When Tulayan was a little unconscious, a familiar voice sounded in his ears, carrying the legendary shield and war sword, the old Fudin, who rushed to the support of Shatar City, carried his old brother on his shoulder, fought and retreated under the cover of the Holy Cult Army, and finally sent Tulayan back to the defensive belt of the battle line, where the pale-faced, but barely supportive Chaldean Bishop was treating the other warriors of the Holy Light Legion.

"They, what's wrong with them?"

Old Fordin looked at the Chaldeans, and the great knight asked:

"Why are you okay?"

"Because I believe in the Light, not in Zela herself, but they're different."

The Chaldeans replied angrily, and while checking Tulayan's condition, he said to the worried old Ferdin:

"Anyway, don't worry, Great Knight, the warriors of the Holy Light Legion have just lost some unimportant shackles, and when they wake up"

"They'll get the whole world"