(Additional update for the brothers of "Five Light Years per Second" [5/5])
"Back off!"
The cold scolding echoed in the First Ones and Holy Land. As Primordial Arbiter Warhammer was smashed down, Absolution Prototype, who was still resisting with difficulty, was smashed by a hammer. The space weapon in his hand was smashed. He was restrained and picked up by the cold chains swung by the Jailer, threw it into the sky and smashed it on the ground.
The roaring King's Sorrow was like a ferocious dog that shook its head and tail. The first puncture cut off the arm, and the second puncture tore apart the prototype body of Phantom Phosphor Body.
This was a real "fatal injury". Rebirth Prototype in the rear wanted to use "Great Rejuvenation" to save people, but Winter Queen, who was holding Frostspeaker Staff, hit him on the head with a round stick.
This "forced interruption" from the front Sap was indeed effective, knocking back Rebirth Prototype, causing the latter to stagger back and then be restrained by Archangels in the air using Golden Radiance Battle Standard with the shackles of light.
Primus, who had been reading the message for several seconds, raised his finger, and the cold Necromantic Power circled around his fingertips with metal finger gloves, and finally the death command of Primus roared out.
Otherwise, Primus, Old Viper, is the most destructive of all Eternal Oness. Even his ultimate move "Divinity·Finger of Death" is a group attack!
Six jets of dark green death power roared out like flying meteors. Three of them accurately hit Rebirth Prototype, and at the same time, the remaining three were "gifted" to the other three prototypes that had fallen to the ground.
The sound of cracking and tearing was endless.
But Rebirth Prototype's "blood bar" was very thick, and she actually withstood the three consecutive attacks of Finger of Death. Just as she was about to breathe back, she saw her "senior" dropped his cane and jumped over, grabbing her neck with both hands.
When it comes to destructive power, Primus's flashy ultimate move is Tu Yile, and it has to be a "traditional technique" used by women to inflict real damage!
Now when Winter Queen pinched Rebirth Prototype, the concept of "Winter of All Things" burst out from his ten fingers.
The power mixed with decay, decline and old age erupted like a spring, constantly washing away Rebirth Prototype's torso, forcibly stripping away the opponent's exaggerated breath and blood recovery.
The cold ice covered this guy's body, and she was struggling, but the Eternal Ones in front of her, who was very similar to her, obviously didn't intend to let go.
Not only will Winter Queen not let go, his teeth will be broken.
The cold and beautiful face lost its former dignity and mature charm, and was replaced by a ferocious look that "will not stop until death".
"You! Don't even think of replacing me! I want to become "The One" and I want to protect my "self". You are not qualified to replace me! Not even First Ones's order will do."
She whispered, her fingers clasped together to become more ferocious, and the Cold Moon surrounding her body also transformed into a more destructive black moon under the "encouragement" of Elune.
At this moment, Rebirth Prototype was not only fighting against the rampaging Winter Queen, but also her notoriously "restless" sister.
When sisters work together, who else in this world can resist them?
Primus wanted to step forward to help, but as soon as he started, he heard the sound of a sword, and then King's Sorrow plunged into the ground in front of him with a roar.
Sire Denathrius's cold eyes stared at Primus with the help of the surrounding Slaughterous Sword Intent, and his very uncomfortable voice sounded in Storm of Sins:
"Don't mind your own business! Our most boring sister chose to resist. She tore off her cold disguise and revealed her true face in the cold winter of death. Look at her as ferocious as a murderer. What a beautiful crime."
Primus snorted, and holding Warstaff, which was full of cracks and about to be shattered, he scolded:
"You troublemaker! In the future, there will be no chance for you to jump up and down again."
"Oh, then just pray, Old Viper! Pray that my "warden" is responsible enough, and pray that it won't give me any chance."
Sire Denathrius laughed out loud instead.
He shouted:
"I have been fighting against people all my life, and all kinds of souls have been Judgment by me. I know all their weaknesses. It only takes a moment of negligence, just a moment of weakness, and I will come back.
Immortal, I have endless patience to wait for my disloyal "friends" to make mistakes, and you will one day face "The Accuser" again.
Consider this an intermission, my brother.
You and I should both put the past behind us and learn to start over, just like our eldest sister who was once incompetent!
Look.
Holy Light makes her look so divine, which makes me even more eager to see her fall into the mud of shadows, covered in darkness, and howling in pain."
"Bang"
Under everyone's gaze, Winter Queen finally threw the lifeless Rebirth Prototype on the hexagonal floor of the shaping workshop.
The dual power from Winter of All Things and Black Moon of War killed it, causing it to fall to the ground covered with thick frost like a sculpture in the ice.
Winter Queen, who had done all this with his own hands, gasped and staggered back.
She looked very weak, and was about to fall, but a warm light erupted after itself. Archangels, who gathered six pairs of wings, and Kyrestia, fell down, and supported Winter Queen, who was obviously in a state of confusion.
They are free.
No, that's not accurate.
They destroyed the Eternal Ones Prototype that could replace them. The next step is to completely and permanently destroy the manufacturing workshop where they are located.
This is the only way to "The One", but that's just the beginning.
The existence of the One is only the foundation for truly seizing and controlling great power. With the poor and low-hanging combat power of Eternal Ones, if they want to truly obtain the power that a true god should have, the time for their subsequent cultivation and climbing is estimated to be calculated in units of "ten thousand years" at least.
However, this is nothing to Eternal Ones.
Their immortality and eternity allow them enough time to properly and perfectly obtain the power they deserve, provided that Land of the Dead will not have another war involving force invasion.
There was a dead silence in the entire Eternal Ones forging workshop.
Four individuals and a sword observed and sized up each other, but no one took the initiative to speak. Especially after this concerted battle, the ancient friendship that once existed among Eternal Ones seemed to be briefly awakened.
However, each individual has his own unfinished mission, and not everyone is willing to "reunite".
So after a few minutes, the Jailer picked up his Primordial Arbiter Warhammer and strode away from here, but was stopped by Primus before he could take a few steps.
"Don't go!"
Primus whispered:
"You are no match for him! You will die under First Ones's grand plan and your unfinished ideal. Do you really think you can use the power left by First Ones to reshape a perfect reality?"
That's something even First Ones himself can't do!
You are chasing a moth into a flame."
"A burning moth can also bring a ray of light. How do you know that it only brings pain when it is set alight?"
the Jailer waved his hand and said:
"You have got what you want, you can't understand what I want. After all, after that Judgment, we are no longer on the same journey.
There are always people who live for reality, and there are always people who are willing to die for ideals.
It's not about right or wrong.
Get out of the way!"
"You know you can't do that."
Primus still wants to persuade.
This is completely different from the ruthlessness of His previous conspiracy and design to push Zovaal step by step into the current situation. Maybe it was Old Viper's conscience that discovered it?
Or maybe after they finally got hold of the One, Primus thought that there was no need to implement the ruthless plan.
He said in a low tone:
"Kyrestia belongs to Holy Light, and Denathrius becomes a prisoner. In the era after the collapse of destiny, Shadowlands is the only one left with Winter Queen, but I am a conspirator and she is a defender, and neither of us is suitable to lead the dead.
In other words, when you return, we can better lead Death Faction who will be freed.
Instead of betting everything on the great power left by First Ones, why not join us in spending a hundred thousand years to shape the order you want with your own hands?"
the Jailer didn't answer, and He didn't seem to want to answer.
He just stepped forward and pushed Primus away, walking towards the exit of the forging workshop without wavering, but after taking a few steps, he stopped and whispered:
"Perhaps "perfection" does not exist, but this is not the reason for all living beings to sink into "defects".
I have waited too long, and I don't want to live another hundred thousand years in a muddle.
If you know the story of Diakum, you should know that even a brief burning flame can illuminate the darkness and the future ten feet away.
Never hate the fire, nor prevent it from lighting.
Good luck to you."
After saying that, Zovaal seemed to have thrown away the last hesitation, just like drinking a glass of strong wine, and strode away from here. Under Primus's regretful and lost gaze, the King's Sorrow inserted on the ground quietly floated up, and the cunning Sire Denathrius said in a long and weird tone:
"Behold, the death of a martyr! An idealist will die today, and those Cowardly Survival who hide in his shadow will be able to use "reality" as a reason to convince themselves to steal the supreme throne.
However, are you really ready to step out of the "cradle" created by First Ones for you and me, and face the Cruel Storm of Material Galaxy?
Huh, I seriously doubt that."
"Shut up!"
Primus turned around and scolded him harshly.
Then, he saw Astral Mage Medivh and Margrave Sin'dane sneaking into the forging workshop. Medivh was very calm, but Margrave Sin'dane, as a Lich, was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
This is normal.
This is the moment for Medivh to fulfill his promise. Margrave Sin'dane, who has worked so hard for "Grand Plan", will receive the supreme reward, and she will embark on her own Path to Godhood.
Primus did not stop these two "thieves".
He knew clearly what these two guys were going to do, but He chose to ignore them.
This is the result of the rather complicated "eye contact" and PY transaction between the nobles. They have to choose to turn a blind eye when necessary.
If the water is clear, there will be no fish.
Primus walked towards Winter Queen. Obviously, as the only Eternal Ones left after the "Change of Destiny", he and Winter Queen must come up with a speech to be announced to the servants before leaving Zereth Mortis, and they must also come up with a proper and feasible "Shadowlands Reform Plan".
It is really difficult to complete this before Zereth Mortis collapses. Fortunately, Primus was not really fishing when he was imprisoned these years.
As the real Old Viper, He obviously has a plan, and now he just needs to convince Winter Queen of Supreme Authority who will definitely share death with Him in the future.
Naturally, the conversations of the nobles will not be overheard.
Medivh has no interest in eavesdropping on Death Faction's "first Millennial Plan". He will be busy guiding the excited Margrave Sin'dane to obtain her "trophy".
"You can take part of the immortal bodies of the four Eternal Ones as your "Divine Phylactery"."
Astral Mage reminded:
"Don't worry about being Vigilant Judgment because you took these things away. This is the "benefits" mentioned before. However, you can't be too greedy. You can only take away a small part of the container materials that are enough for you to make a phylactery!
Taking too much will not only be useless to you, but will also cause disaster."
"But there are four "True God Vessel" here!"
Margrave Sin'dane is obviously dissatisfied.
She said excitedly:
"Instead of letting them be destroyed by the collapse of Zereth Mortis, why not carry out reasonable "waste utilization"? And don't you desire it? Medivh, this is the container of the true god!
You are also Lich, and you can also take away part of it to use to shape your phylactery.
In this way, becoming Lesser God will be easy for you."
"I can become Lesser God without these external objects. This is the "privilege" of genius."
Astral Mage waved his hand very Versailles and said:
"The important thing is not to set foot on Path to Godhood, the important thing is where is the end point you set for this road? For the sake of our happy cooperation in the past, I want to remind you, Sindane.
Eternal Ones's immortal container is "flawed".
Although in theory these containers can carry the true god's Cosmic Radiance, however, there is always a difference between theory and reality. Once you take these containers, even if you can get the inheritance of the concept of death that they control, those inheritances will "bind" you to move into new areas.
You do not deserve to be bound to death forever."
Medivh glanced at the extremely excited Sindane. He sighed in his heart, knowing that he could no longer convince this ambitious soul, but he still decided to fulfill his final obligation as a collaborator.
He said softly:
"If your goal is just to be satisfied with becoming Lesser God, then this is a perfect ending for now, but if you want more, then I advise you to think more before bringing these "Shackles of Power"!"
"I understand what you mean, but not all souls have the same "choice" as you and Azshara."
Sindane snorted and said in a sour tone:
"I know very well where the limits of my talent and potential can push me. In your words, "just Lesser God" is already the limit that I can reach by working hard all my life. I can only struggle to explore above this limit.
However, so what if it's "just" Lesser God?
In the entire world, Lesser God is Vantage Point that is beyond the reach of most Force practitioners. I know what you said is right, and your opinions are of great reference value. However.
We have to be realistic sometimes!
Two birds in the bush are worth less than one in the hand, so come and give me an idea, which piece should I take?
Four Concepts are all so tempting, it's hard for me to choose."
"If you don't plan to capture Power Authority from Winter Queen and Primus, you'd better choose between Dutifulness and Absolution."
Medivh has fulfilled his obligation. While opening the portal leading outside Sepulcher of the First Ones, he reminded:
"But if you don't plan to be trapped in Shadowlands in the future, then I suggest you take it from the new container. Although the forging of King's Sorrow is a conspiracy against Sire Denathrius, its own concept of existence is correct.
The powers of Life and Death can coexist under certain circumstances. This is the "exception" of Shadowlands the One.
Don't just think about strength, Sindane.
Diakum said a very interesting thing, and I will forward it to you: The most perfect situation is that the numerical value and the mechanism are both together. If you have to choose, then becoming a "mechanical monster" is much happier than becoming a "Stat Monster"."
After saying that, Astral Mage left here without any regrets.
He has fulfilled all his promises to Sindane, and this Ms. Lich has nothing to do with him in her future life.
Sindane thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to take the "wise man's" opinion.
The decision-making logic is also very simple and crude.
No matter how strong the numerical value is, is it stronger than Sargeras?
She will make waves in the world from now on!
In order to ensure that he can still survive when he "accidentally encounters" Dark Titan, becoming a "mechanical monster" who can jump left and right between life and death is obviously a safer future.
"You're here?"
Among the Creator's Grand Design Temple, Diakum, sitting cross-legged among those strange hexagons "Energy Well", opened his eyes.
This pre-battle meditation is over.
When he stood up, the Jailer, who stepped into this grand place behind him, said angrily:
"Yes, I'm coming."
"You shouldn't have come. Didn't they persuade you?"
Vigilant sighed and said:
"That was your last chance to turn back, but you still chose to become a moth and fly towards a flame you could only imagine."
"You're not a moth."
the Jailer smashed his warhammer on the ground and said calmly:
"How do you know the satisfaction when a moth flies into the flame? I once lived for my ideals, and now I will die for my ideals. What a perfect life this is."
You are a good person, Diakum.
It's a pity that only one of us is destined to survive."
PS:
This update has ended, and the number of updates currently due is: 25.
Next update time: 8.1
In addition, the bonus updates for the alliance leaders have completely ended today. If any alliance leader finds that he has not received the bonus updates, he can leave a message here, but my bonus update record should be correct.
The remaining 25 chapters will be updated. In addition to the 20 chapters that were previously agreed to be an apology to readers for the significant change in the word count of chapters, the remaining 5 chapters are specially reserved to express my gratitude to the readers who helped me correct my mistakes.
If there are no problems with my planning, I will be able to finish this book by the end of next month.
Thank you all for your continued support, I love you.