Eonar, the Guardian of Order, protector of all life in the universe, and consort of Highfather Aman'Thul of the Pantheon.
She actually appeared here; of course, everyone could see that it was just a phantom image she left behind.
The Walking Death, witnessing this scene, calmly stated, "Titan Eona has a close relationship with the Red Dragon Queen; it was she who bestowed upon the Red Dragon Queen the power of the Life-Binder."
In other words, Eonar concealed a portion of her power within the Red Dragon Queen, ready to strike suddenly at the most crucial moment. Azshara anticipated this, which is why she ordered the Azshara City to flee to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
"It's you. Wait, we can talk. My relationship with Aman'Thul isn't what you think." At this crucial moment, Xal'atath couldn't care less about anything else, and started spouting nonsense.
Eonar's phantom was enormous, even larger than the moon in the sky. All living beings under the night sky felt a chill run down their spines, as if the end of the world was about to come. They were powerless to hide or resist and could only crawl on the ground, trembling.
But ordinary beings cannot see the shadow of a god, not even a fraction of the power of Titans.
The four Dragon Kings dared not look at Eonar too much. Although they had a close relationship with the Titans, they had not received the gods' permission to see a deity in danger of falling. The Dragon Kings united and spewed out huge clouds of black mist, covering the sky.
The black mist blocked the vision of the Five Dragonflights and also blocked their sound, preventing them from hearing the conversation between the two gods.
"Burning Legion, "Archimonde kicked the curious Mannoroth away, shouting a warning:
"If you want to live a few more days, keep your eyes shut! All soldiers of the Burning Legion, listen up! Bow your heads and count how many grains of sand are on the ground."
One must maintain a sense of awe before a deity.
Little was heard of the two deities' subsequent conversation. Robbie was an outsider, unaffected by this cosmic Order. In Y'Shaarj's mirror, Eonar glared at the Egg of Titans at the moon's core.
"Xal'atath, do you think I don't know? Aman'Thul led many Titans from the Pantheon on a campaign against Azeroth for you, tearing apart the innocent Y'Shaarj to feed you, and bestowing upon you the core of the Nature and Life Lord, granting you the power of nature. I'm already used to this; he's been philandering for tens of millions of years. I was willing to turn a blind eye, but he shouldn't have given you the Egg of Titans. You threaten my position."
By possessing the Egg of Titans, Xal'atath has the opportunity to become a member of the Pantheon.
Eonar raised her arm and slapped him. "Die, Old Gods Xal'atath! You'll never enter the Pantheon. I am Aman'Thul's only consort."
The power of the Titans is immense. Although the unhatched Xal'atath can wield some Titans power, she cannot even break through the defenses of Azshara City, let alone withstand the attack of a true Titans.
The magnificent Egg of Titans shattered, and countless beautiful rays of light erupted in the sky, like colorful auroras. This was a manifestation of the leakage of various rare energy essences, and the precious Egg of Titans was destroyed just like that.
"No, no, I'm not reconciled. Aman'Thul loves me."
The Old Gods Xal'atath roared as her Titans phantom shattered, splitting into tens of thousands of consciousnesses that scattered in all directions. Eonar's attack was not over; she then unleashed thousands of rays of light, destroying most of Xal'atath's fleeing consciousnesses, leaving only less than ten faint ones to escape.
Eonar's phantom could only sustain two attacks before vanishing into thin air, and the Red Dragon Queen slowly descended from the sky.
The people immediately felt a great sense of relief, as if the end of the world had disappeared, but they did not know what had happened.
The Walking Death was slightly moved and said regretfully, "The Elune, also known as the Old Gods Xal'atath, has been so severely injured. Judging from the wounds she suffered, it will probably take her ten thousand years to recover even a little."
Bwonsamdi nodded repeatedly, "It's all over. The crisis in Azeroth is finally over! Haha, the End Times haven't come. We're safe."
The Walking Death said calmly, "The End Time is a harbinger. Until the very last moment, no one knows what it will be. Human, you can go back now. The tragedy of this era has finally come to an end."
This is not right; it doesn't match the true face of history.
Inside Azshara's Royal Palace, Queen Azshara finally opened her eyes. She wrapped her magnificent robes tighter around herself, stood resolutely on her throne, and stared coldly at the core of the moon.
At the same time, the last of the three sculpted faces finally turned around. Her eyes were covered by strips of cloth, which were chains of Titans's Chains of Order. With Xal'atath severely injured, she swallowed the energy of the Egg of Titans.
Having received the Titans's energy, the blindfolds finally fell off, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes that shot out two incredibly bright beams of light. At the same time, an Evil vertical eye suddenly appeared between their brows.
The sky was instantly illuminated, as if it were daytime.
Archimonde snorted coldly, knelt on the ground, and vomited out puffs of Fel Flames.
Large clumps of green insects and tiny green shoots crawled out of the Flames.
Mannoroth looked at his superior in surprise, wondering what had happened.
Out of awe of the Titans, the Five Dragon Kings dared not look up at Eonar, unaware that Eonar's phantom had vanished. Only Archimonde, confident in his strength, dared to witness this battle for favor between the two women.
But he didn't expect that when the third face turned around, even Archimonde couldn't handle it.
"How terrifying, could this woman be...?" Archimonde suddenly trembled, sitting on the ground with a bitter smile, "I think I know what the End Times are, we're all going to die."
"It's her, she's still alive." The Walking Death's emotions suddenly shifted. An Old Gods who controlled emotions and would not be moved even if the Sundering, now his tone had completely changed.
"I understand now. This woman is the one Aman'Thul truly loves. Poor Xal'atath, she was merely a target to provoke Eonar's wrath. Everything she did only served to please this woman."
"Who exactly is she?" Robbie asked anxiously.
At such a moment, no one could remain calm; Bwonsamdi was paralyzed with fear on the ground.
The statue-like face finally spoke; her voice was clear and melodious, like heavenly music, yet it carried an extremely terrifying quality. She was announcing the end of the world:
"I am the calamity of the universe, the source of my destruction, the end of all realms, the enemy of all life. I am Elune Azeroth, the Elune. Prepare for your doom, past and future. You will vanish from the universe forever, and no living being will remember your insignificant existence."
The Walking Death said nervously:
"She is the Great Sovereign of Nature and Life, the most terrifying being in the universe. The Void Lords has etched her origins deep within our souls, and all the Old Gods recognize her."
"Don't worry, we still have Queen Azshara." Robbie looked at the Azshara City in the mirror.
Queen Azshara slowly descended from her throne, ready for battle.
"Let's begin," the Queen said.