The beating Death Rift struggled under the wash of golden Titan energy.
The power from Shadowlands is not willing to fade away just like that. It is like an ugly scar that has existed on the star for ten thousand years. It will continue to remain and carry out the cruel mission it has been given to make the Star Soul of this world continue to weaken until he is "Death Summon".
However, the Eternal Ones sword that maintains the existence of the rift has been clamped. It has lost its core strength and it is only a matter of time before the rift collapses.
Remornia kept struggling in the hands of Azshara, but it became weaker and weaker every second.
The crazy Demon Sword was seriously injured by World Power's revenge punch, and the hilt of the sword was shattered by Diakum's "Radiant Sun Strike". No matter how powerful a life was, it would be difficult to escape the magical suppression of Elf Empress under such damage.
Even if only the soul of Azshara exists here.
But for an individual like "Light of Lights", whose every aspect is difficult to measure by normal standards, whether she has a body or not will not affect the release of her strength. Just like Loa God's flesh and blood, her soul Eternal Life can be eliminated.
According to Blue Moon Dean's casual explanation, abandoning the shackles of flesh and blood, pursuing the eternal existence of the spirit, and pursuing the truth in an unfettered and freer way is also one of the paths in the Arcane field.
"Everyone else get out!"
Diakum stood up with the broken pearl sword hilt in his hand and said in a serious tone. He glanced at the dimmed Ashbringer in his hand. This loyal weapon was in urgent need of an overhaul.
But now is not the time.
Vigilant no longer needs to explain too much. His confrontation with Azshara was enough to make others realize that the situation was delicate. Those lucky people who escaped from death left the control room filled with "Titan cold air" under the leadership of Twins.
Lelan helped Dark Prophet Zul who had cut his own tongue, and glanced at the Trolls secrets written in blood by Zul. Her eyes widened, and she quickly used Arcane Magic to erase the writings in the pupil earthquake, and warned the tired Dark Prophet:
"For the sake of other people's lives, you'd better forget these terrible things that happened in Golden King's court. It's such a terrible sin."
"Hmm."
Dark Prophet nodded.
He also didn't want to reveal these royal secrets.
It's just that the "sin and punishment" power is a bit too outrageous. Except for freaks like Vigilant who have a clear mind, it is difficult for others to resist the counterattack of sin in their hearts.
But Zhou Zhuo, who was looking around at the door, struggled for a moment. He said a few words to the leader of Taran Zhu beside him. Lao Zhu glanced at Twins hesitantly. The archbishop nodded, so Sect Leader Zhu and Old Chen escorted Zhou Zhuo forward, and finally arrived at the place where Thunderlord Clan fell to the ground.
In order to ensure that World Soul's blow just now could hit Demon Sword, the Mogu Emperor used extremely vicious lightning restraints. He exploded with Heart of Thunder's power and failed to dodge Star Soul's blow. His body was broken and leaned against the wall.
The ferocious lightning surrounded his body, and Thunder seemed to have Power of Rebirth trying to heal him. The extremely high energy surge meant that Thunderlord Clan, who was seriously injured, still had the ability to kill everyone here.
But the emperor did not do that.
He leaned there, panting, exhausted, but closing his eyes as if he was remembering something.
"My ancestor was your historian. He had regrets in the notes he left behind. He failed to truthfully record the entire process of your last death."
Zhou Zhuo took out Lorewalkers's notebook and opened it.
He straightened his back, like those historians who recorded real history in the past years, and said to the Thunderlord Clan:
"Perhaps I can make up for the regrets of my ancestors today. Your Majesty Lei Shen, is there any message you would like to leave behind before your second death?"
"I"
Thunderlord Clan coughed a few times, then said hoarsely:
"It's up to you to deliver the message!
Go to Isle of Thunder, go to my palace, let Shan'ze Clan obey the command of the imperial general Iron Qon, and assist my prime minister Ugg in taking charge of the government!
The royal historian Zhou Zhuo must convey my oral instructions. Ugg must fulfill his duties and lead all the loyal Mogu people who are still alive to rebuild the dynasty. Those who have risen from the dead are all rebels! Raise an army to attack them.
Ugg is also allowed to take charge of diplomatic affairs with Pandaren.
Zhou Zhuo, on my behalf, you convey the will to your leader Pandaren. The other places in Pandaria belong to each of them according to their own ability, but the three palaces of Vale of Eternal Blossoms and our cemetery are promised to be owned by Mogu forever.
After I pass away, I will be buried in the Valley of Emperors mausoleum. There will be no accompanying burial, and there will be no need for extravagant commemoration.
Finally. Ahem, the "prisoners" hidden under my bedroom."
He hesitated for a moment, sighed and said:
"Give him back the heart I stole, and tell him that I tried to shoulder the responsibility he gave up, but I failed. That great power is like Celestial Might and cannot be shaken by mortals. However, even so, I look down on him!
A weak boulder is not qualified to be the leader of Mogu.
If he wants Mogu to obey him again, then do something to convince me."
Zhou Zhuo recorded them one by one. After the recording was completed, he asked in a low voice:
"Don't you have any feelings? For example, regret before death? You know, if you don't speak out and are recorded by the historian, no one can tell you how the unofficial history will be arranged in the future.
For this kind of thing, it's better to keep official records.
This is also the duty of our historians.
Please rest assured that these records will not be opened to unrelated persons."
This is a bit crazy.
But Zhou Zhuo is not Mogu. He has no respect for Lei Shen beyond his duties. At this time, he is only fulfilling the duties of a historian.
Thunderlord Clan was silent for a long time. Just when the three Pandaren thought he was dead, he spoke:
"In my life, I rose up in the troubled times when bandits were kings, and I traveled across the territory where order was no longer present. After I met the "Dead God", I set a great ambition to bring peace to the world. From then on, I worked hard throughout my life and did not dare to slack off for a day.
I finally unified Pandaria and established the order in my heart.
Perhaps it is too cruel for you, but I have indeed unified all the forces of this land. I have unified the chaotic language, chaotic currency and weights and measures, and I personally compiled the first imperial code in the world.
Whether you are willing to admit it or not, it is the system I left behind that gave birth to all subsequent civilizations, and you Pandaren are now using the words I left behind.
Haha, why should others remember me? History will judge for itself!
As for the ruling and judgment of Land of the Dead, it is just a little bit of trouble.
My last death came too suddenly. Tol'vir's resistance, strength and determination ruined my great career. This resurrection is not a blessing, it is just the slavery of death.
I'm just glad that in the end I still managed to save a little bit of face and backbone, and I didn't let you juniors see the joke."
He laughed, opened his eyes, looked at Demon Sword struggling in Azshara's hands, his eyes were full of joy, and said:
"Anyone who offends me Pandaria will be punished no matter how strong he is! I am the emperor, and I defended this territory that is not very loyal for the last time. That's it, go ahead. Cherish your life, it is what I have given you, don't waste it.
I'm tired.
Your Majesty, please kneel down and pay your respects."
As he said this, his proud head lowered.
The electric surges on the precious Crown of Command were also extinguished bit by bit, representing the passing of Life Force.
But if others don't intervene, his soul will definitely return to Shadowlands. He has accepted "Judgment" and cleared away his sins. Revendreth is his hell, waiting for his arrival.
"Are you coming? Or am I coming?"
After listening to the Thunderlord Clan's self-narration, Diakum looked at Azshara.
Elf Empress waved her hand. She was still quite weak now, and she had no time to do other things while trying to suppress Remornia.
So Diakum turned around and walked towards Lei Shen. He turned over the Heart of Azeroth ring on his finger, and then put his hand on the Thunderlord Clan's shoulder. World Power followed the ring and poured in, leading this tired soul to see Supreme Star Soul in some kind of pulling and calling.
Deep in World Mother's temple, there are stone statues of all Azeroth races. They are symbols of all children in World Mother's eyes. Those faceless stone statues need to have clear representation.
There is no doubt that no one can represent the Mogu race except Thunderlord Clan, who stands proudly under the command of World Mother.
This is not a resurrection, nor is it some kind of award, it is just a historical commemoration.
He will completely escape the wash of time and stay there forever.
It wasn't until a thug tried to collide with World Soul that he would be given the power to temporarily wake up and transform into Star Soul guard Execute.
But from the perspective of race and civilization, this is undoubtedly a rare honor.
Supreme Star Soul Do not allow this unique soul to fall into the hands of death.
He recognized that Lei Shen was one of Azeroth's outstanding sentient beings and should be protected by Him.
"Take out the heart."
Diakum stood up and said to the three Pandaren:
"Leave it here. I know Thunderlord Clan's last wish is to return it, but I don't need this thing anymore. This Heart of Thunder can have a greater purpose.
Calling the stone figurines of Emperor's Fist to come in and collect the remains of their emperor.
When you go to Isle of Thunder, I will go with you."
"Yes."
Taran Zhu nodded in agreement. A moment later, tall stone figurines walked into the hall with sad faces. They lifted the remains of the Thunderlord Clan. There were roars from the stone figurines outside to see off their Lei Shen.
"He longs to incarnate as Thunder and benefit all living beings. I don't comment on his ruling behavior. Just this idea deserves respect for the ruler.
Shaohao and he are completely different rulers, but their ideas are consistent.
Maybe this is some kind of inheritance from Pandaria."
Aegwynn sighed and said:
"Other races are not so lucky. Looking at the leaders of the civilizations born on this planet, few are so dedicated. Some leaders even abused their power and insisted on going their own way, almost dragging the entire world to be buried with her ambitions."
In the hall where there were only three people left, Azshara looked at the two people in front of her expressionlessly. Aegwynn's unabashed sarcasm did not change her exaggerated beauty.
Hey, no matter what you say, I just pretend not to hear it!
Vigilant's "greeting" was more elegant. He looked at Demon Sword in Azshara's hand and said:
The combination of "Remornia and Thunderlord Clan" is indeed fierce. The destructive power of the two "human swords" when combined is undoubtedly to the edge of Lesser God, but if even a weakling like me can deal with them, there is no reason that you "Daughter of the World" will be at a disadvantage.
You could have easily defeated them and ended the conspiracy set by Death Force in Azeroth ten thousand years ago.
But you didn't do that.
Instead, he went to great lengths to borrow Nalak'sha Engine's Titan energy to set up a seal, sealing Demon Sword and suppressing the expansion of Death Rift. It seems brave, but in fact it is a compromise choice when you cannot defeat a strong enemy."
Diakum stared at Azshara and said:
"You were also "Judgment", right? Ten thousand years ago, Remornia used the power of punishment on you, and your sins were too horrific, making it difficult for you to confront her head-on, so you could only choose to seal her.
You are guilty.
It's not just Demon Sword who feels it, nor is it just Land of the Dead's penalty.
We all know your story, and you have experienced it yourself. I am curious, do you still think you did nothing wrong back then?"
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Azshara still kept a straight face and said nothing.
She seemed to have no interest in answering the question of this "alien pariah". She just turned to look at the golden pendant hanging on Aegwynn's chest, and finally there was a trace of fluctuation in her amber eyes.
A touch of sadness, fleeting.
"There is world life stolen from Demon Sword. I want to return it to Azeroth."
Empress ordered in a calm tone:
"As a subject of Empress, Aegwynn, I command you to fulfill your duties and assist me!
As for you, Diakum Zastinss, taking into account the memories I have reviewed from your Twins lieutenants, and for the series of great deeds you have done in Outland, I would like to grant you the title of "Empress's Advisor".
Just watch here and protect me."
"It is a rare honor. Although the previous holder of this position, His Excellency Xavius, did something that is despicable, but... I obey, Your Majesty."
Diakum made court etiquette with a rather exaggerated gesture, and then retreated to an area where the spellcasting would not be affected.
While visually watching two powerful spellcasters preparing to heal the stars, Dick used the communication between Lightforged to issue an order to Twins, and also entrusted Old Anzu to help.
The sword of death Demon Sword contains stolen world energy. The process of returning it is not difficult. The Nalak'sha Engine in front of you is originally a part of Titan Everything Unification Field, which is directly connected to World Heart.
Therefore, using the Energy Well in front of you as a medium, you can accomplish this great undertaking.
Diakum also rarely saw Aegwynn, who had always been very confident in her spell-casting ability, being criticized by the stern Azshara, just like her grandson. Every spell-casting process she performed as an assistant would be ridiculed by the mean Empress.
It was as if she had returned to her days as an apprentice a long time ago, where every spell had to be tested by her mentor.
But the most frustrating thing is that Aegwynn still has no way to refute.
You are right, why are you so stubborn?
Her dignity as a super spellcaster does not allow her to tell lies with her eyes open.
It can only be said that in terms of spellcasting ability and talent, Azshara can really bring all the mages since her to the top with ease.
"She's a Lesser God."
Argus Lord sighed in the spirit of Diakum:
"Perhaps before making this difficult and heavy decision 10,000 years ago, she was only close to that level and could be described as a "demigod", but after bathing World Blood with her soul and suppressing Death Force with the help of Titan energy for ten thousand years, the huge pressure forced her to continuously improve herself.
It's like steel being tempered a hundred times!
The current weakness is just a symptom.
She is rapidly growing stronger every minute and every second. As long as she returns to her own body, a true Lesser God will be born in Azeroth.
What's even more valuable is that Azshara is not the unstable Lesser God like Nightsworn. Looking at the way she suppresses Eternal Ones's sword with ease, you can tell that her power is very stable, and the supreme truth of Arcane is under her control.
Apart from her bad character, her attitude towards power is really worth learning from, Diakum, power will never become her master."
"You really think highly of me."
Dick complained:
"Azshara has been favored by Supreme Star Soul from the moment she was born. The favor that Daughter of the World can get is beyond imagination. Your sisters regard her as the hope to rescue Star Soul, so naturally they gave her the best things.
Azshara's Qidian is already the end point that others can't reach in their lifetime.
There is only her in this sea of stars, and only one of her can be born.
Especially now that Pantheon has been destroyed, Arcane Force has been silent for too long, and finally another Lesser God appears. The gifts and enhancements Azshara can get from Arcane Force are far beyond our imagination.
As for the character of mind.
Aegwynn and I were taunting her just now, almost in a face-to-face manner, but Empress just pretended not to hear and instead strangled us both to death with backhand, which already showed her change.
Azshara never thinks that she will make mistakes, and she never admits them, but she does use actions to try to modify and make up for her mistakes.
Unfortunately, rescuing Pandaria will not make Star Soul's mother forgive her for being a rebellious child. After all, her previous behavior of trusting Fel Huang Mao and almost burning down her own villa, colluding with outsiders and almost killing her mother was too bad.
I heard that Revendreth would engrave Sinstone on every sinner to record their sins. The Sinstone of those who committed the most heinous crimes would be so big that it would even overwhelm them. The Sinstone of Azshara is estimated to be at least as big as Mount Hyjal.
She herself knows this very well.
So I'm very curious, what choice will Azshara make next?"
Speaking of this, Diakum paused, sighed and said:
"But you are right. Azshara is indeed my "role model". She taught me the cost of abusing power, neglecting responsibilities, acting wantonly, and trusting others."
I can't be a guardian like her!"
Argus Lord also fell silent. After a few seconds, He said:
"You just used "Eclipse" to suppress Demon Sword and Thunderlord Clan. If you continue like this, the void will soon notice you, and even they have already noticed you.
And Radiant Sun Arcana.
Although the power of this light is not as exaggerated as Eclipse, repeatedly igniting yourself as the "sun" will make your Holy Light change rapidly. Others may not feel it, but Naaru must have some insights.
After all, they are the direct bloodline of An'she.
Be careful, Diakum, you have entered the most dangerous deep water area. Both the light and the dark sides have enough power to strangle you or imprison you.
The enemies you have to face now are too exaggerated, and it is difficult for me to provide you with enough help, so stay with Azeroth!"
Argus Lord emphasized:
"Once things go wrong, only my sisters who are gradually recovering will be able to protect you."
Dick is silent.
He can't stay here forever, there are still many things waiting for him to do.
Vigilant temporarily put these heavy pressures behind his head. He stroked the Heart of Azeroth ring on his finger. When Azshara personally returned the world life in Demon Sword to the planet itself, he could clearly feel the comfortable whimpering from Supreme Star Soul.
What was stolen was returned.
To be honest, it is a visual enjoyment to watch Azshara suspended above the golden cold air of Titan, surrounded by energy surges with white hair flying, suppressing the graceful posture of Demon Sword casting spells.
Although this woman has many shortcomings, she is indeed perfect in terms of appearance.
This kind of "beauty" does not come from a simple body. The aesthetics of elves are also different from Eredar, but the beauty of Azshara transcends racial prejudice.
Dick believes that even if a Gnoll or Quilboar comes over, they will think Azshara is beautiful.
That is the temperament carefully cultivated by World Soul. It is a special talent that only Azshara possesses. If "charm" can be considered a hidden attribute, then Azshara's charm value is absolutely unprecedented "MAX".
Highborne people have repeatedly emphasized that no elf can resist the charm of Empress. This is proof.
This thing can already affect the soul.
But appreciation is appreciation. If Diakum really chooses Azshara as his partner, then he will definitely commit suicide on the spot. The character of this Empress is too bad. No normal man can withstand the torture of this "ultimate princess disease".
Well, it is true that distance produces beauty.
The ceremony was still going on, but after ten minutes, Twins escorted the "prisoner" who had been detained in the deepest part of Stormwind Stockade and enjoyed the treatment of a single VIP cell.
Ever since Tomb of Sargeras was captured, Suramar's spy master, Ms. Vashj, has been living a life of darkness.
Although humans were very polite to her, it was impossible to be free. She thought she would be imprisoned forever, but today she was inexplicably transported to a place she had never been by a group of mages.
With a cloth bag covering her head, she was escorted to a cold place in a very miserable state.
Just when the spy master thought she would be executed, the bag on her head was suddenly taken off. The light that shone in front of her eyes made Vashj squint, but the next moment, the spy master saw the glorious figure suspended in the energy in front of her.
Her body trembled, and then she broke free from the restraints of Twins.
She staggered forward and stared blankly at the figure in front of her. Finally, she knelt down and cried out sadly:
"Your Majesty, it has been ten thousand years. Finally, you have returned to your people."