Zela, the Mother of Light, believes in fate because she saw the last day of the Star Catastrophe.

After the destruction of the Pantheon, Sargeras used the demons who were brutal and ferocious, but will not be affected by the Void, to form a burning legion to wreak havoc among the stars and destroy all the civilized worlds under the stars, so as to defeat the ubiquitous minions of the Void and prevent the present world from being subverted by the Void.

In the Dark Titan's plan, in the ashes of the stars extinguished, a perfect second season cosmic civilization will be reborn under his protection.

Zela had foretold all of this a long time ago, and she had also lived through the beginning of the Calamity in its entirety, and she had seen countless worlds fall under the iron hooves of demons, the Calamity of the Stars, and everything was exactly as she had predicted.

But Zela's prophecy not only saw the beginning of the catastrophe, she also saw the end of the catastrophe.

She saw the souls of the Titans of the Pantheon destroyed by Sargeras reunited under the efforts of countless heroic beings, and in the ruins of the Pantheon, the Titan spirits who existed as souls confronted the Dark Titan Sargeras, and Illidan, the Child of Light and Darkness, also appeared as the assistant of the Titan Spirits.

The souls of the Titans gathered all their power to seal the Dark Titans of the unstoppable power in the strongest cages of the stars at the cost of the eternal closure of the Pantheon and the annihilation of their souls, and Illidan, the child of light and darkness destined to do great deeds, will be the eternal jailer of Sargeras, and will return to the cage that can never be destroyed.

It was a cruel fate, but it was also the best fate for Illidan, bent on destroying the Burning Legion.

Sargeras is sealed, which means that the Burning Legion will be leaderless, and the core spiritual leader will be lost, those demons will not be as united as before, they will start to fight, the huge Burning Legion will collapse from the inside, and the disaster of the stars will be completely ended.

Zela, the Mother of Light, believes in this fate, which is why even if she blatantly breaks into Tyrion's territory, she must take Illidan away Illidan is the most important link in that future destiny, if his fate continues to be distorted by Tyrion, the "black hole of fate" in Azeroth, then Illidan will be completely out of his future destiny, which means that the perfect future that Sargeras was sealed as seen by Zela will completely fall apart.

That means that everything that Zela and the Light Legion have done over the past long years will be useless.

This is unacceptable to Zela!

However, when confronting Tyrion at this time, the slightly strange question asked by the High Lord also hit the biggest doubt in Zela's heart

In the perfect future she saw, in the sealed illusion of Sageras, she really didn't see herself

Why didn't he appear in the final battle scene?

Could it be, before that, I had

No, no, no, that's not the most important thing! Most importantly

Why did Tyrion know so clearly the vision of the future she saw, could it be, as Tyrion said, that he was the one who had truly experienced the "future"? Is he the only, true prophet under the stars?

But how is this possible?

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"Boom"

The terrifying death sword slashed brutally across the platform of the Zenidal starship hall, and the demon warrior condensed by the Great Lord with the power of death was like a raging monster coming out of the abyss, and under the frantic slash of the death twin blades in its hand, the interior decoration of the entire Zenidal spaceship and those defensive enchantments were easily cut off, torn, and shattered.

This terrifying creature is the condensation of the essence of death, after being endowed with the will to fight by the Great Lord, it is like a cold construct golem, it will not feel pain, it will not fear, and it will not flinch, its huge body is subjected to the continuous bombardment of holy light from Zela, the mother of holy light is Naru, she can use almost all the holy light magic known in the stars, as long as Zela wants, she can even use holy light magic to purify an entire planet.

Of course, that would mean that her Light would be depleted and she would fall into the most tragic fate of Naru.

"Whoosh"

Just as Zela continued to bombard the demon warriors with her brilliant holy light spells, behind her, a ray of light full of power pierced Naru's heavy shield of holy light like a sharp arrow, hitting her crystal-like body, and the power of death contained in this light exploded at this moment, like some kind of virus, and like ink dripping into water, Zela's crystal body full of holy light was infected little by little.

"Smack"

The Mother of Light sensed the threat of the cold energy that pierced her body, and like a strong man with a broken wrist, she slashed the infected crystal from her body in the glow of her lightsaber.

And at this moment, Tyrion's low, hazy voice sounded behind Zela:

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

The sound of such a close range made the Mother of Light frightened, and the power of the Holy Light in her body exploded like the sun at this moment, the scorching light made the temperature in the ship's hall rise rapidly, and even Zenidal's crystal console showed signs of melting, and this sun-like light was used by Zela as a means of defense and counterattack, like a layer of the hottest shield, resisting the next attack of the Great Lord.

"Bang"

The hand armor covered with cold frost clasped the surface of Zela's sun shield, and the Great Lord walked out of the rift in the Death Realm, and the huge death power rolled up a substantial ice blizzard, causing the scorching temperature in the spaceship to drop rapidly again, and his ten fingers were clasped on the surface of Zela's shield, and between the surge of death power, the sun-like scorching light curtain also showed signs of being torn.

"Why don't you answer me? Zela"

Like an old friend, Tyrion asked in a gentle voice:

"Why don't you tell me if there is a place for you in the future you see?"

"Do you not want to answer or are you afraid to answer?"

"It's none of your business!"

Zela's voice is no longer light, and there is no longer a fluttering sound like a hymn in her voice, between the collision of their powers, the Mother of Light clearly feels the strength and ruthlessness of the power of death possessed by Tyrion, as the ancestor Naru, she is not unaware of the existence of the dead world, but unlike the void that is doing things everywhere in the stars, death is very low-key and silent from the moment the stars are born.

The power that symbolizes the end is part of the foundation of the stars, but it has never attempted to intervene in the war between the present and the void.

Tyrion is probably the first of the stars to be an extremely active Lord of the Dead.

"All the fate revealed by the Holy Light, I will accept it calmly!"

Zela's cry was accompanied by the continuous surge of holy light, and the temperature of the sun shield outside her body was once again holy light, and at an altitude of 4,500 meters, the golden light around the entire Zenidal spaceship became more and more brilliant, like a small sun hanging in the sky, which represented Zela's anger and the convergence of the power of the ancestor Naru.

And on the ground battlefield below, the entire northerly tundra is illuminated by the golden sun in the sky, and the temperature of this wilderness in the north of Azeroth is below minus 10 degrees all year round, but in this short dozen seconds, the entire wilderness is subjected to the fire of the sun that erupts with all the strength of Zela, causing its temperature to quickly rise to an astonishing 30 degrees! And it's still on the rise.

The scorching heat continued to rise, and the demon warriors gathered by the Great Lord with the power of death could no longer bear such a light full of positive energy, it was like a snowman in the sun, and with a low roar, as if it was melted by the sun, it turned into a trace of dark mist, and quickly returned to the body of the Great Lord.

The fingers of the High Lord, clasped in his hands on Zela's shield, began to emit smoke like a flame, and his cold face was illuminated, but the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"You say you'll accept all fate? Even death? ”

"Then let me satisfy you!"

"Click"

Zela's shield made a crisp sound, which made the Mother of Light feel a strong threat, and in the next second, two fingers mixed with the power of death that frozen everything and withered everything passed through the sun-like halo and buckled on Zela's crystal body, the extremely cold death ice stream, the black death frost derived from the invisible place, like a glacier that extinguished all flames, in the cold wind that whistled and blew the soul, smashed on Zela's body as hot as the sun.

"Your firewood is burned out! Extinguish it! ”

In Tyrion's low roar, the door of the dead opened behind him, and the endless power of death blessed his body, like a pardon that came to an end, and between the light and shadow of the black and white transformation, a world-heavy death pressed on Zela's body, almost at the moment of contact, the golden flame as hot as the surface of the sun was frozen between the black death frost.

"Look into the eyes of death! There's your final destiny! ”

In the roar of the Great Lord's soul, under the extreme power of this manifestation, the souls of the two beings are also engaged in the most brutal battle, Zela's sun-like soul is like being thrown into the rolling sea of darkness, those scorching lights are extinguished little by little in the phantom of death projected by Tyrion's eyes, the Mother of Light continues to struggle, but like a drowning person, there is no other end than sinking to the cold seabed.

Even the blazing flame of holy light was frozen

The entire interior of Zenidal's spaceship endured extreme heat, and then endured the impact of cold near absolute zero, so that the steel spaceship could no longer withstand this extreme warm change.

"Click, click, click"

A creepy crunch sound came from all areas of the spaceship, and under the collision of the two forces, this powerful battleship seemed to have reached the end of its fate.

As for Zela, who directly withstood the impact of the power of the entire Death Realm, she turned into a body similar to a golden flame because of the rapid burning, and after the instant frost quenching, it was like inferior steel taken out of the water by the forging masters, and the beautiful golden crystal was already covered with fragmented cracks.

Rookie newcomers always fantasize about how cool, eye-catching, and exciting the battle between the big guys should be.

But not those

The closer you get to the essence of strength, the easier it is to end the battle in the simplest way, the more powerful the master, the less fancy the skills when fighting, and the collision of pure essence power is the most shocking but the more such a battle, the less likely it is that there will be bystanders.

"You, lost."

The Great Lord, whose whole body was wrapped in cold white mist, took a step back, and he let go of the crystal body of Zela that was clasped in his hand, but the moment he let go of his hand, the body of the two crystals was like glass that had been subjected to a huge impact, and it was annihilated into the powder of the Holy Light in the palm of the High Lord's hand, and then like quicksand, it was scattered in the hall of the messy Zenidal battleship.

"I lost"

The voice of Xiao Suo, the Mother of Light, resounded in this hall with the rapid collapse of the entire crystal body, and the shattered light crystal continued to fall on the platform of the hall below, the body of the Mother of Light directly suffered the impact and shock from the power of the dead world and the essence of the holy light, and the terrifying power completely destroyed her crystal body, making it impossible for her to maintain a complete form.

And in Zela's crystal body, the most core and largest shield-shaped golden crystal barely maintained a stable posture, it was the Heart of Light, the last remnant of Zela's Naru body.

"But I haven't lost the fate I have held"

Zela stubbornly said:

"It's true that I didn't see myself in that future, maybe I died in the war with the demons before that perfect future came, but it was also a well-deserved death, if my death can be exchanged for the final and most perfect fate of the stars, then, I die without regrets!"

"Really?"

The Great Lord leaned back tiredly, the cold death frost condensed into a cold throne behind his body, he sat on the throne, looking at the heart of the Holy Light suspended in mid-air in front of him, he looked directly at the core of the Holy Light, as if he saw a stubborn woman, trying to hold on to her last dignity.

Unfortunately, her persistence was as meaningless, as meaningless as the fate she sought.

"Are you really going to die without regrets? Is the fate you hold on to really perfect, Zela? ”

Tyrion waved his finger, and in the wreckage of the Zenidal spaceship hall, the smashed bottle of blood wine he brought was dragged by the force of death and fell into the hands of the High Lord, Tyrion's other hand was raised, and the white ice quickly condensed in Tyrion's hand, turning into a wine glass made of ice.

The High Lord poured the last bit of blood wine into it, he shook the liquid in the glass, he looked at Zela, and after a moment, he said:

"You will die at the hands of Illidan in what you think is the perfect fate, and you are trying to infuse Illidan with your power to remove the influence of evil energy on him and let him truly follow the path of what you think is a savior, don't lie to me, I know, you asked the Chaldea to bring Illidan back to the Legion of Light, this was the intention of doing it, right? You want to raise a savior of the stars with your own hands."

Zela didn't refute, obviously, the High Lord was right, she did want to take Illidan away from Azeroth and infuse all of her Light power into Illidan at the base of the Legion of Light.

"But you're going to fail, because Illidan, like me, isn't a man who believes in fate."

Tyrion sipped the blood wine, which had lost its taste in the extreme change of temperature, and he whispered:

"When you open your arms to Illidan, he will rebel, he will kill you is your fate, everything you are chasing, in the end, it only adds a touch of hatred to Viren and the Legion of Light, so that Illidan agrees to cooperate with them, that's all"

"Your death is worthless, just as worthless as the fate you hold onto!"

"As for your stubbornly clinging to the perfect fate, is that the perfect result that Sargeras is sealed in the eternal pantheon and the Burning Legion falls apart? Tell me, Zela, in what you think is the perfect future, who will resist the army of the Void that will eventually sweep the stars without Sargeras? Although it is cruel to say this, the existence of the Dark Titan is necessary! ”

Tyrion's question was not answered by Zela, and the High Lord certainly didn't need that answer.

He poured the last bit of blood wine in his hand onto Zela's slowly fading Heart of Light, he stood up, and in the surge of blue death mist, a blade of light that shone with a crimson luster like a blood moon appeared in his hand, he looked condescendingly at the heart of Holy Light that was full of cracks, and whispered:

"The so-called perfect fate and future have never existed, all your efforts are just useless work, and I will not allow your so-called perfect future to appear, fortunately, I have freed you from this sad fate!"

"At least, I'll let you die like a warrior, like a hero"

"Those who believe in fate will eventually drown in fate. Just like you, Zela, Elune will put your legacy to good use, your legion of Light, and it will be the best gift you have ever left to the stars, and now, let me say goodbye."

Tyrion's wrist swung up, and the next moment, the blade glowing with blood fell.

"Farewell my friend."