"Let me be presumptuous!"

When he was forced into the last corner by Tyrion, feeling the undisguised killing intent of the King of the Dark Blades, the helpless Great Lich whispered.

In the next moment, the huge magic power that made up the space, the huge magic energy from around the Karazhan Magic Tower, exploded in one, and the heavy magic power converged into a chain of purple light, extending out of invisibility, and clasped dead on Tyrion's hands, feet, and even his body, between the crisscrossing chains, the King of the Dark Blades seemed to be thrown into a cage of endless chains, and his body was forcibly sealed.

It is not difficult for the lich to control the magic of the entire Karazan at once, but it is a little difficult to maintain the aftermath of this space when the two are fighting, the great lich who was wrapped around his body by six golden rune chains looked at the King of the Dark Blades, the silver light in his eyes beating, and he said in a deep voice:

"Hear me out! Please suppress your anger! I... Didn't betray you! ”

Tyrion, who had been imprisoned by the vast amount of magic to act, raised his head, and a fierce light shone in his ice-blue eyes:

"Whether you have betrayed or not can only be judged by the judge... It's a pity..."

"Buzz"

A massive, twisted, torn curtain-like darkness rose from Tyrion's body, his eyes turned pure black for a moment, and the archlich realized that something was wrong, but at the moment he tried to reverse the magic, an illusory dark beast roared out of the shackles of magical power.

The roar vibrated directly on the gritty soul of the Great Lich, like the howl of the most powerful banshee, and his connection to the magic was forcibly interrupted at this moment.

The dark beast danced in the air, leaving behind a dusty glow like smoke everywhere it went, like a predatory snake, quickly wrapping the body of the Great Lich with dark fluttering, layers of silk thread holes through the body and soul of the Great Lich, in his silver eyes, the dark beast in front of him floated endlessly, it was Tyrion's illusory face.

"Click"

The claws composed of soul power buckled on the soul under the body of the Great Lich, and in front of the Lich's eyes, the dark fluttering flotsam almost enveloped the entire arcane space, Tyrion looked at Khadgar in front of him like an indifferent god, he didn't need to speak, his voice sounded directly in the soul of the Great Lich:

"I'm your judge... I don't know how long it will take you to save a soul, but I'll just give you... 30 seconds! ”

"Now, say it! I'm listening. ”

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"I used to be an idealist, and like you, I dreamed of protecting the order of the world and making the world and civilization move in a better direction, and it was always this somewhat naïve idea that supported me when I joined Kenrito and was even sent to Medivan as a victim."

"Even when I was made by Medivan's curse, I used this rhetoric to convince myself..."

Khadgar, who had been strangled, summed up the first half of his life in a calm voice, and before his eyes, Tyrion's illusory eyes, detached from his body and appearing in a pure soul form, did not fluctuate.

"25 seconds!"

The voice caused Khadgar to shrug his shoulders, and the Grand Lich didn't seem to be concerned about his current state as if the life-threatening countdown didn't exist.

"But with the growth of power, I saw a lot of things, met a lot of people, Medivan, you, Sephiel, Danas, Orgrim, everyone has their own beliefs, everyone has their own plan for the world, different thinking will collide, and collision leads to disaster, I began to realize that no matter what idea, what kind of thinking, what kind of plan, it can't be perfect."

"So, like many people, after my dreams were shattered, I became a realist, and yes, after you resurrected me, I looked at it all with a more sober mind, and I realized that building a better world than diplomacy, cooperation, compromise, fraud, cajoling, and bragging, in many cases, to build a better world, it means toppling the old, and then there will be enemies."

"It's your idea, your plan, it's the most extreme of all the thinking I've ever seen, but it's also the most likely to happen, I see what you're doing, you're not a big talker, so I'm willing to give my strength to it."

"20 seconds! You have too much nonsense! ”

Tyrion said coldly, and Khadgar didn't care, he spent a third of the last 30 seconds of his life as a foreshadowing, and in the next moment, his eyes looked at Tyrion, and the silver light in his eyes jumped:

"But you're contradictory, Tyrion. Dawnblade, you set the bottom line for us, so that we can change the world while keeping us from falling into the minds of monsters, but only you! You should be the most determined executor, but you are contradictory! ”

"I can feel the worry in your heart and a hint of hope for the future... Fear, you pretend to be full of confidence, but in fact, you yourself can't predict what will happen in the future what everything you are promoting will be, you feel that there is endless ugliness and ignorance hidden under the exterior of this fantastic world, that is what I see, you want the fire of wisdom and civilization to envelop every life! That's what I want to do. ”

"But you have to make a choice, you have to obey your inner ** or make a noble sacrifice, just as you know very well that you can't have light and shadow at the same time, you can't be a savior and a tyrant who destroys everything!"

"You have to make a choice! But I can feel the shaking in your heart... You let the Death Lords go their own way, you let the conflicts between them grow, and after the demons came, you put each of them on the worst battlefield... I see it! ”

"15 seconds!"

Tyrion's voice came again, and Khadgar didn't even change his tone, he was saying what he was feeling:

"Sarufar will meet his son, Danas will face the last Thor Bain besides him, and even Dai Lin, Dai Lin will face the most painful choice in the war, what exactly do you want to see? Tyrion... Are you forcing them to choose between the dark blade and their feelings? ”

"You're not going to do that, are you? In this way, you are conveying an obscure meaning to humanity that life and death can coexist... You keep saying I'm a traitor, no, Tyrion, you're the biggest traitor in the system you've built with your own hands! ”

"Because you don't want to see the civilization you pinned your hopes on, the civilization that is more fragile than the Dark Blade, but has a bright future, being shattered by your own hands! Admit it, beneath your cold, unforgiving exterior, you have a heart that is hotter than anyone else... What did I do? I just did things you couldn't do and wouldn't do... I just gave that civilization, hope and a key to the future. ”

"10 seconds! You have finally admitted your betrayal! ”

Tyrion's claws on Khadgar's soul tightened even more, and Khadgar was no match for him on this level of pure soul encounter, especially after Akmund's soul fragments were transformed into his soul.

"Betrayal? Say what. ”

Khadgar's expression was very indifferent, and he let out a sigh:

"As you told me, a scattered civilization can only be truly united in the face of a powerful enemy, and then burst out with all its potential and hope, and put an end to stupid internal friction once and for all, the human empire needs the dark blade, but the dark blade also needs the human empire... Without the threat of the Human Empire, the conflict between the Lords of Death would eventually bury the system. ”

"The survival of the undead is not the key, but the immature civilization that is protected by the undead, everything in the Difia Federation, the civilization that has never appeared in this world, and that is not the civilization that should be born in the environment of this world... A purely mechanical civilization, tell me, Tyrion, that after you died, your soul must have had a wonderful journey, and you saw this civilization from somewhere else, and you moved it. ”

There was a hint of joy and mockery in the Great Lich's voice:

"But, it doesn't fit Azeroth, at least not entirely, and you've found that, right?"

"You don't think the native magical civilization of Azeroth is enough to sustain the future of this world, but rebuilding is much easier than correcting, and you have chosen to break everything to rebuild, and me? I felt that our civilization could be salvaged again, so I chose to correct, I believe that with the threat of the Dark Blade, this path of correction will not be so difficult to follow, and to be honest, I am looking forward to what the future of the new empire will look like. ”

"The most important thing is that, as I told Lothar, this corrected civilization is a back road for the future of this magical world, and only the continuous healthy competition between the two civilizations can make the future of this world full of hope, I just complete your plan for the future of the world, and besides, no thanks."

The Great Lich closed his eyes, and he smiled like a dream on his pale and thin face, as if he had been a living man:

"That's all I have to say, I have never betrayed the ideals of the Dark Blade, and I will even take the initiative to defend this great ideal, even at the cost of everything... Maybe I should talk to you about it before I act, but unfortunately... You never ask us for advice on such matters, but you are all walkers on the road to greatness, and maybe in the future, you should learn to listen to other people's ideas... Even if it's just for reference. ”

"I'm sorry about what happened to Aurelia, but I can assure you that it wasn't me... It was someone else, and this time, after my death, these dissidents in the shadow of the Darkblade would break away from the Darkblade system completely, following the path I had laid out for them... They would have thought we were weaker, but there was no ... After fission, the dark blade will become stronger... More together. ”

"This is the last thing I can do for the system to which I am loyal... We've been on the same path all along, my majesty, it's just that we're on the same path, and it's boring to always play crushing games, if I have to say anything, I can only say that I have breathed new life into the game, and I have made it fairer and more fun. ”

"Of course, if I do something wrong, I will naturally be punished, and I am willing to accept the punishment... Finally, it's been an honor to work with you..."

"It's time..."

Tyrion clenched his fingers expressionlessly, and with a sound like a hedron shattering, the body of the great lich Khadgar began to decay rapidly, and after the soul broke away from the dead body, the body that had long since died also became decaying.

Like quicksand piled up, the moment Tyrion's soul returned to the body, the traces of the existence of the Great Lich Khadgar in this world were completely erased.

The six golden rune chains dimmed and then clanged down on the floor of the space, Tyrion stepped forward, picked up the chains, and then felt a silver ring in the ashes, he put it in front of his eyes and looked at it, at this moment, the face of the King of Dark Blades was unusually calm, but the anger in his eyes did not subside.

"I can smell the stench in your soul, you made a pact with Bonsandy, I won't give up your soul to him so easily, after I get rid of Bonsandy, you will usher in the final judgment!"

Black flames surged in Tyrion's palm, and the power of the soul was wrapped around this silver ring, which was the life box of the Great Lich, but at this time it was completely sealed by Tyrion with his own soul, and all senses to the outside world were sealed, like a death row prisoner trapped in a cage, waiting for the final verdict.

"And, don't guess what I'm thinking... Although there is some truth in what you say. ”

"Wow"

Violet's barrier shattered at this moment, and Garona looked at Tyrion's figure, she searched left and right for the trace of her lover, but she could not find that calming aura, driven by the extreme pain in her heart, the half-orc assassin let out the sharpest hiss.

With the swing of two daggers, she rushed at the King of the Blades like a warrior, and was choked by Tyrion with one hand by the neck and slammed against the wall beside her.

"Take it."

The Lord of the Blades placed the silver ring in Garona's pocket, and said in a strange low voice:

"Khadgar is finally home..."

"Let him get some good sleep, and when he wakes up, that's when he's really dead... But perhaps, in the last journey of his life, with you by his side, he will not be too lonely..."

After saying that, Tyrion lifted the golden chain in his hand, as if he was crazy, humming a gloomy and strange little song and left the hall on the top floor, Garona was stunned and took out the silver ring from her pocket and put it in front of her eyes, and after a while, as if she felt something, she held the ring in the palm of her hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, and let tears gush out of her eyes weakly.

Standing at the entrance to Karazhan, Tyrion raised his head, the dim halo above the headwind trail was rapidly converging into the cracks of the tower, it seemed that Khadgar's "death" had activated something he had left in the tower, and perhaps soon, the entire upwind trail and the twilight forest would usher in new sunshine and destiny.

The King of the Blades flicked his wrist, he called out to his mount in his soul, he was busy right now.

Old friend Lothar is leaving, and he has to "send" him off...