Is It Such an Honor to Receive a Solar-Powered Battleaxe Personally Bestowed by the Vigilant?

The desolate horn was reverberating, and the runes engraved in World Tree lit up one by one, like some kind of device being activated. The restlessness of energy was like the pulsation of blood vessels, boiling together with the energy of "Miniature Well of Eternity" rooted below World Tree.

That's Night Elf's biggest secret.

That was the reason why Illidan Stormrage was expelled to the Star Sea. After War of the Ancients, Illidan used the stolen eternal water to create a small lake there.

That is a powerful energy source modeled after "Well of Eternity", and it is also Star Soul Lord's biggest dissatisfaction with Kaldorei.

The reason why this World Tree is planted here is to cover up the existence of this pool, and Eternal Life of Kaldorei is also a blessing transformed from World Blood with the blessing of Red Dragon Queen.

Cenarius had already joined Burning Legion at that time, and it was impossible for it to know this secret that no more than ten people in the Kaldorei society knew.

Therefore, what Polluter has to withstand at this time is not only the energy explosion of World Tree, but also the energy washout after the miniature Well of Eternity completely explodes.

The moment the light came on, the entire Mount Hyjal began to tremble.

It was a pulse of energy surging from the earth's veins, exploding outward in a destructive way. Cenarius, which was extracting World Tree's energy, seemed to be the first "victim", and it withstood most of the impact of the explosion.

Amid the wails of Polluter and the surge of Fel Force, larger-scale surface shattering spread outward from World Tree Highlands like a shock wave.

World Tree Temple, where Malfurion is located, bore the brunt.

Dade probably didn't want to survive this time. As he said to Fandral Staghelm, the end of Eternal Life from Kaldorei is a disaster for the ethnic group, although Black Crow King and Ms. Maiev agreed to do this and regarded it as proof of admitting her mistake to World Mother Confession. However, he knew people's hearts well and knew that the impact and aftermath of this incident among the people would definitely become a landmark historical event.

Someone has to be responsible for this!

Furthermore, the relationship between Malfurion and Cenarius is very complicated.

He regarded him as his father who was a preacher. King of the Forest's fall has always been an indelible pain in Archdruid's heart. If Anti-Demon Crusade had acted faster and if he had stayed at Zin-Azshari, perhaps Cenarius would not have made such a terrible choice.

If Polluter will die here today, Archdruid, as a student, also wants to send him on his last journey.

The third reason is more personal.

After Tyrande was sealed, Malfurion and Illidan supported each other through ten thousand years. In order to revive Tyrande, his brother did not hesitate to go to the star sea to search for ten thousand years. He must have traveled all over the world. Every corner of the stars found the relics of three Night Warrior for Tyrande. Even if Illidan did not tell the pain involved, how could a brother not realize the fatigue in Illidan's heart?

He knew that his brother and he loved the same woman deeply, but compared to Illidan's devotion to Tyrande, he had done too little for her in the past ten thousand years.

If Tyrande is destined to choose one of the two, then perhaps his decent "exit" at this time can prevent the story of the three from entering another desperate situation.

Therefore, surrounded by all kinds of thoughts, Malfurion held the horn at this time and greeted the surging destructive power with a weak, tired and calm attitude.

He will die today, and he will become the first Night Elf to break into "Life and Death's Great Cycle", but his soul will bless his tribe, his younger brother and his lover in the world of the dead.

The energy was so hot that Malfurion felt the pain of burning his body in flames, and maybe he would be wiped out in the next second.

"I don't allow it!!!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind, causing Malfurion, who had closed his eyes, to look up suddenly, and saw Illidan Stormrage, who had been exiled to Twisting Nether by Polluter, return to Material World with fighting spirit in his ferocious demon form.

He "saw" his brother doing something stupid, and without hesitation, he used the devil's wings to smash into the stream of destruction like a green meteorite.

The mighty Warglaives of Azzinoth penetrated the earth left and right, forming a certain connection with Illidan, causing the energy of the powerful inner demon to burst out and surge at this moment, turning into a dark green wall of Fel to block the two brothers.

He wants to save this idiot Malfurion!

The older brother can realize what the younger brother is thinking, so how could Illidan, the younger brother, not be aware of Malfurion's feelings? He originally planned to complete a "gentleman's agreement" with Malfurion after this incident, but in the end, this guy actually chose to commit suicide in order to fulfill his wish?

How could there be a coward like you in our Stormrage family!

"I won't allow you to die, nor will I allow Tyrande to live with guilt in a future that is no longer Eternal Life. Time will no longer be tolerant to us. Three thousand years, four thousand years or more, we will eventually have to face death.

How dare you let your two closest relatives walk away alone with a lifetime of guilt for you?"

Illidan faced the terrifying energy and scolded in a lung-splitting voice:

"Coward! Come forward and help me!"

"Brother."

Archdruid felt as if he had been slapped by Illidan's scolding. The "personality modification" made him wake up and stepped forward to unleash his natural power, resisting the flow of destruction together with Illidan.

He could see Cenarius's body almost "melting" in the flow of destruction.

This means that the energy destruction caused by this wave of World Tree is far beyond their previous imagination, and even the intervention of the two demigods cannot allow them to escape from this energy flow.

The magic weapon that had been following Illidan for ten thousand years was mourning. Warglaives of Azzinoth transformed into Energy Nodes on the ground but was constantly trembling and buzzing. Finally, when the pressure reached a certain limit, it made a crunching sound. Both of them broke, causing Illidan's Fel shield to shatter, leaving the two brothers hand in hand to face the wash of destruction.

"Heh"

Illidan said painfully and helplessly:

"It seems that Tyrande will be alone for the rest of his life."

"Useless man, back off!"

Before he finished speaking, a Black Moon Light flashed into the ruins.

Stormrage The two brothers were held in the hands of one person on the left and the other like chickens, and they were slapped twice as if to punish their "selfish behavior".

In front of the two people, the floating of Black Moon Crown allowed Nightsworn to unleash the fury of Moon Goddess, and the black moonlight formed a solid barrier to disperse the flow of destruction from this "rock".

Tyrande stretched out her hands to protect Stormrage Brothers in her arms, and she whispered:

"Me too. I have also changed a lot. The Tyrande in your memory has disappeared, but her last wish was that she did not want you two to turn against each other because of her. Maybe I should fulfill this wish for her.

Live on, this is Tyrande's last wish."

"But you"

"I am Nightsworn! The moment I walked into Black Moon Ritual, I said goodbye to mortal love and hatred. To me, you are just two familiar strangers, so there are others among you, so you'd better not mess with me!"

The Black Moon Light's Gleam caused the flow of destruction to turn around, causing part of the energy to roar towards the outskirts of the supposedly safe highlands. Amid the collapse of the ground, the K'ure Alliance's and Warrior's concentrated here widened their eyes.

Lightforged people are calling Holy Light to protect themselves, but others can only hope for their own good.

Archbishop Neri drove away her war beast. She threw Auchenai Energy Shield's device in front of her, creating a shield wall, but the moment it came into contact with the bursting energy, the shield wall shattered.

Neri only had time to cross her arms in front of her body, knowing that she might not survive this day.

But the scorching heat that I imagined didn't come. Instead, there was a coldness that penetrated deep into my bones.

Neri Open your eyes.

There was a familiar figure in front of him, but his beloved Diakum was no longer a stalwart in the light at this time. He was wrapped in the void and looked like a God of Destruction in the gathering of Entropic Energy. The butterfly wings of the void were flapping gently in the flow of destruction.

The whimpering sound like a giant beast swallowing water means that Devourer of Worlds is eating a lot of food.

This impact flow that destroyed all things was the most delicious food in his eyes. As the energy continued to be absorbed, the dots of light veins on the Devourer of Worlds butterfly wings quickly took shape and turned into a golden glow, just like emerging from a cocoon and turning into a butterfly.

His light will be lit again!

The Eyes of the Void on his shoulder turned left and right, and he saw Neri as his eyeballs swayed. It seemed like a bad joke that was not so fun, but Neri clearly felt a teasing smile from it.

What?

Did the majestic archbishop think of me when he just welcomed his death?

"Asshole!"

Neri cursed and rushed forward, jumping into the arms of Diakum in the moment of destruction Dispersion.

The Entropic Energy coat that echoed in the void also transformed from light to darkness at this moment, turning into an exaggerated corona again, allowing Golden Little Angels to sing again. Crown of Shadows lit up the golden light of the cross star in Gleam, bringing Vigilant back to the light.

The destruction and explosion caused by World Tree came to an end. In just ten seconds, many life and death separations were witnessed.

The entire ferocious battlefield became quiet as a result. Everyone who survived looked blankly at where World Tree used to be. However, the highlands filled with temples and altars were gone, replaced by a flattened rift valley.

The place where World Tree was turned into a deep pit, and Nordrassil and the miniature Well of Eternity under its roots had been completely evaporated.

Polluter is dead, no doubt about it.

Its remains stood in a semi-melted posture under the deep pit, with most of its flesh and blood washed away. The ferocious body was like a sculpture, but it still maintained the posture of arms crossed to resist the impact.

However, Diakum frowned.

"No! There's something wrong!"

Vigilant shouted loudly:

"Don't go there, Polluter used some kind of secret method to make it complete its "shell rebirth"."

"Click"

Like an eggshell breaking.

Among the dead Great Demon Lord corpses, something with bloody flesh tore open the shell of the bones and crawled out.

A small Cenarius.

Its body seems to have returned to the size of the former king of the forest, and its aura is no longer as invincible and arrogant as that of the great demon monarch, and there is no longer any evil energy and filth, replaced by a bone-chilling aura.

The "reborn" Cenarius doesn't even have a complete body, it's like a foreign object formed by haphazard splicing of flesh, blood and bones.

After breaking out of the dead body, it screamed on the spot, like a mindless beast. However, strange pale runes soon lit up around it, and those runes attached to this guy's body, turning into pieces of ferocious iron armor.

It is covered with black carvings of Abyss Forged Steel and exaggerated embellishments of ram's horns and skulls. Those iron armors take root in the flesh and grow with this guy, constantly extending as if they are alive. Black and extremely aggressive spikes grow from its body, and are surrounded by gloomy iron chains.

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The green psychic power covers and surges, making it intertwined between the physical and spiritual bodies.

The upper body of the humanoid was even more exaggerated. A set of Abyss Forged Armor sealed and imprisoned it, and then Dominion Rune derived from the Maw lit up on it, like a prisoner's shackles.

The most exaggerated thing is the head of Cenarius.

The Abyssforging battle helmet, which is very similar to Helm of Domination, is shaped on its head. There are spikes inside the battle helmet to fix the spirit body. The moment it is closed, the dark green Spirit Fire lights up. There are also three decorations like the feathers of the battle helmet extending outward. Spirit Fire is burned to form the "beard" and "long hair" of Cenarius.

This thing transformed from Great Demon Lord into another style of painting in an instant.

Cold, ferocious, cruel, and indifferent.

It is like the most gorgeous shape of World of Death, making it look like a heavily armored knight riding a horse when wearing Abyssforging iron armor.

It must be in pain, because Diakum, who quickly stepped forward, could clearly see Remnant Soul of Cenarius "crying for help" to him, as if that Greater Demon was begging Vigilant to give it a good time, so that it would no longer have to suffer the tragic sorrow of domination now.

But Death Force's control is instantaneous.

The moment the last piece of iron armor of the spirit body "Abyssforged War King" Cenarius closed, it was completely captured by Death Force.

The left hand wrapped in spiked iron armor was grabbed forward, and the black Spiritual Light glow danced, and a pitch black halberd covered with Dominion Rune fell into his hand. As Cenarius was waved, the sharp blade of the halberd was covered with a layer of dark green "Death Blade".

That's the cold rendering of Death Force.

Those who are hit by this thing should be blessed with their lives. Those who are lucky will probably die on the spot and be transformed into Undead. Those who are unlucky will probably be sent to the Maw to endure endless torture.

"You are also Greater Demon who was personally corrupted by the Shaper. You also have that terrible "little switch" in your body, the transformation of the three forces of life, Fel and death. Your life is really "wonderful"."

Vigilant, who stepped forward quickly, pulled out the broken Ashbringer. In the rotation of the broken sword body, the golden lightning kept beating to create a "Light Blade" between reality and reality. Diakum, who returned to Holy Light, dragged the sword forward and strode forward among the golden wings of Gleam.

The new "Abyssforged War King" hates that Holy Light.

Although in the world of the living, the power given to it by death cannot be fully exerted, but adhering to the cold will of all things to perish, as the commanding halberd was raised, the ghosts of those who died here were awakened, and the green spirits gathered around it to form an entire army, following it to launch a surprise attack on Holy Light in front of them.

"Bang"

The cold Death Blade collided with the hot Light Blade, and the old enemies of death and Holy Light fought again in this dilapidated place of life.

But the process shouldn't be like this.

The "little switch" Sarkir placed in Cenarius's body was supposed to bring its soul to the Maw after its death, where it could reshape the body of Commander Undead. The explosion of World Tree interfered with this process, and Death Force's conspiracy was accidentally exposed in Material World.

Of course, Death Force is unwilling to give up such a potential psychic hero, so the balance of Life and Death is also actively broken today, the space is shattering, and in the sky of Mount Hyjal, the reflection of another world is gradually emerging.

It will only open a door and let its generals in.

The war of destruction has not yet ended, it is not yet time for death to march out.

They are patient and they will keep waiting.

"Garrosh! Wake up."

Gaiara's screams echoed on the other side of the high ground. In her arms, Garrosh was vomiting blood.

Lightforged's body is not that fragile, but this guy is so unlucky. When the previous destructive light flow washed over him, he held a shield and tried to resist the light flow to protect Gaiara. However, the broken fragments of the shield were inserted into Little Hellscream's heart.

Even for Lightforged, this is a fatal injury.

He was neither Paladin nor Invincible, so he could only reach out his hand in pain and hold Gaiara's hand, his bloodshot eyes full of unwillingness and regret.

Blood spurted out from the corners of Garrosh's mouth, allowing this promising Lightforged to return to his destiny today.

Little Hellscream could feel a force pulling on his mind, like a hallucination before death. A door was opening in the sky, and a voice was calling him to embrace the power of death.

His powerful potential will be fully unleashed in the cold abyss of death.

"Save him! Someone save him!"

Gaiara screamed more and more anxiously. She knew that Little Hellscream was in this situation because of saving her. She desperately called for the healing of the elements, but in this place that had just been washed away by energy, it was really difficult for the elements to gather quickly.

"Why are you crying! Shut up, he's not dead yet."

Griselda rushed over and slapped Gaiara to tell her to shut up.

Mag'har Great Chieftain knelt beside her, took out Garrosh's magic bag and poured out all the contents. She rummaged through it and finally found the irregular blood-red crystal.

"This! "Heart of Fury" was given to him by Draenei. This thing is the remains of Naaru.

You have heard the story of Vigilant. Diakum the Saint encountered the dilemma of death 20,000 years ago. At that time, another Naaru remains "Brilliant Star" turned into his heart and brought him back to Holy Light."

Griselda pulled out his own Heart-Ripping Dagger and said to Gaiara:

"Hold him! I will replace Garrosh's broken heart with Heart of Fury, and let the elements hang on to his life!"

"Will this work?"

Gaiara calmed down after being slapped, and while calling for elemental healing, he whispered:

"Diakum the Saint is the elect of Holy Light to accommodate the fragments of Naaru, but Garrosh"

"He is Lightforged."

Griselda is also very urgent.

But this woman Orcs was a person who wanted to do big things, so she calmly inserted the dagger into Little Hellscream's chest. She gritted her teeth and said:

"There is no other way now, Garrosh, listen to me! Your father is here. He wants to kill that monster Cenarius, but he can't do it alone.

He needs your help. Your father must personally pass on Gorehowl to you before he can die with peace of mind. Listen to me! You must survive. You must challenge death today and defeat it.

Don't die!

Our ideal has not yet been realized, and you have not yet recovered the glory of Orcs."

PS:

Cenarius Stage 2·Everyone is familiar with this, no need to introduce it, right?