"Boom"
Violent muffled sounds continued to shatter and explode in Zereth Mortis and Chorus of All Things.
The explosion had surpassed the noise interference of Chorus of All Things. It sounded directly from the direction of Sepulcher of the First Ones, which meant that the "heart" of Zereth Mortis was collapsing and perishing.
Astral Mage and Nether-Stalker will now stand on the black spire of Creation Platform. Having completed their respective tasks, they will take time to appreciate the wonder of permanent destruction in the "Land of the Creator".
Although this is not a unique "glorious achievement", and what happened to Zereth Mortis is destined to be unknown to anyone except them, at least in the rest of their lives, Medivh and Nether-Stalker will never forget what they saw today.
This feeling of having a "common secret" that cannot be said or shared is fascinating, and it also gives Astral Mage and Nether-Stalker a kind of "old buddy's tacit understanding" unique to men.
As the saying goes, "the four irons of life", and this trip to Zereth Mortis brought two people a common experience that is by no means comparable to those commonplace things.
"You said."
Nether-Stalker leaned on "Supreme Caretaker's Staff" in his hand and asked softly:
"If you were standing under that First Ones' Grand Design, would you destroy it as decisively as Diakum, instead of trying to use it?"
"I won't."
Medivh didn't hide anything or hesitate.
He looked at the Sepulcher of the First Ones floating island in the distance that was constantly collapsing, decomposing, and dying, and said:
"I don't have his lofty personal ethics and exaggerated self-restraint. If such an opportunity were presented to me, I would never hesitate.
I will use it!
If it could only be used once, then I would ask it to kill Sargeras completely and forever.
If it can be used many times in "low power mode", like a large Creation Platform, then I will try to research, analyze, and experiment, and finally take the power of reshaping reality into my own hands.
I am a student of truth.
I can't resist the temptation to analyze the truth, and I am also a stubborn avenger. I can't forget the dark things that Sargeras conjured me and manipulated me.
those sins
I don't even dare to step into Revendreth, I don't even dare to make Sinstone, I am a weak soul, not strong enough to share my darkest past with others.
So, restrain your curious eyes, my friend, I know that you have gained the power of "manipulating others" from Cipher of the First Ones's system, but I hope you will not use me as a "guinea pig".
After all, you are not the only one who has received the "gift of truth."
So, let me use this topic to ask you, if you were in Diakum's position at this time, what would you do?"
"Well, let me think about it."
Nether-Stalker let out a deep laugh and said in the voice of the villain:
"I will first reshape K'aresh's planet into a perfect form to host our Lord the Merciless, and then I will reshape the physical forms of all Ethereal, allowing our race to return to the prosperous and extravagant civilization it once was.
Finally, I will ask the entire Xinghai to respect K'aresh as the master, so that my people can completely own the entire world.
Ha, just kidding!
How could such a selfish soul like me make such a great sacrifice for them and leave an opportunity to reshape reality unlimitedly to others?
Alas, there are so many things that I want, and it's even difficult to distinguish them at the same time. Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why although I am talented at Arcane Path, my achievements are far inferior to those of you and Azshara.
I'm not pure enough.
Doing research is not pure enough, chasing power is not pure enough, even making a wish is not pure enough. Therefore, if I really have a chance to reshape everything, I may make myself pure and regain the extraordinary sensitivity and desire for exploration that I had when I was still a flesh and blood creature.
I wasted too much time in hatred and conspiracy, and it was the very things I was obsessed with that limited my future."
"Quite frankly."
Medivh commented:
"However, your wish itself is wrong. Everyone has their own comfort zone and their own way of living. Azshara and I also have different attitudes and views towards life and all things. How can we use other people's experiences to constrain ourselves?"
"That's true."
Nether-Stalker smiled calmly.
It felt the crash and disruption speed of Chorus of All Things of Zereth Mortis, and said to Medivh:
"It's time to go, this place is going to collapse."
"Wait a moment."
Astral Mage pointed behind him and said:
"Our queen is making a wish, and she is so mysterious that we are not allowed to get close. With Demon Sword, who is now absolutely loyal to her, as a guard, it is really difficult for people to eavesdrop. So in these last few minutes, you might as well guess what wish Azshara made?"
"It must be related to Creation Platform itself."
Nether-Stalker whispered:
"The Queen wants that "limited wishing machine", and her attitude towards it is like an immature woman seeing a bright jewel, unable to take her eyes away at all.
But Vigilant requires us not to take away anything from Zereth Mortis except knowledge, so Queen Azshara must be trying to avoid risks in her own way. I guess she must have thought of a way.
Seriously, if she can "smuggle" Creation Platform to Material World, I would really give up all my wealth and want to use it again.
That stuff is amazing."
"Who isn't?"
Medivh touched his fingers with some melancholy and said:
"I need a weapon! A weapon that can "kill gods". For the sake of my enemies and the gods I must kill, I also hope that Queen Azshara can complete this shocking "stealing".
So, let us bless her."
At the same time, in the secret room at the top of the tower where Creation Platform was, Azshara looked at Creation Platform who was working in front of him with burning eyes.
Just now, she made her wish.
It's not an outrageous wish like "the most beautiful woman in the universe". After all, it's a "fact" that has already been realized and cannot be refuted. There is no need to use precious wishes to realize it.
Azshara now only wants to bring the treasure in front of her back to her palace, so her wish obviously revolves around Creation Platform.
"Buzz"
In the light echoing sound, a small, exquisite and majestic navy hat appeared on Creation Platform in front of Azshara.
The queen picked it up, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction. This thing really suited her aesthetics. Then, the queen waved her hand, and Pokopok, which was sitting on her shoulder, jumped up to the queen's eyes.
"Then, my loyal courtier Pokopok!"
Azshara said seriously:
"Now, in the name of the Supreme Queen, I appoint you as my "Palace Property Protection Officer"! And give you the important task of protecting Creation Platform in the turbulence of the universe. You must always wear your duty hat.
This hat is indestructible and can be used as a shield when necessary, and it has three rule-level abilities!
It can teleport you back to Creation Platform when you are lost.
When you enter Material World, it can find the location of your queen regardless of space and time and send a "goods arrival" message to your queen.
It can give you the ability to convert the force, so as to solve your hiding problem after being sent to a certain Force Realm by the cosmic turbulence."
The Queen solemnly placed the black velvet military cap on Pokopok's head as if conferring a medal, and stretched out her fingers to tap on both sides of its shoulders.
Pokopok stood at attention to show dignity, gave a military salute to his Mistress, and then boldly summoned his own energy Light Sword and his small buckler to make a protective gesture.
It is sworn to protect the Queen's most precious treasure until the Supreme Queen finds it.
Despite Pokopok's small size, this guy was the last thing First Ones made by himself before leaving Zereth Mortis. Even if First Ones did not give Pokopok particularly strong combat power, its "infinite reorganization" and "cosmic level mechanical affinity" would give it the ability to defend the Queen's treasure.
This is Azshara's plan.
Diakum would not let her take anything away from Zereth Mortis, so as he wished, treasures like Creation Platform would be allowed to be involved in the turbulence of the universe after the destruction of Zereth Mortis.
The solidity of this thing means that it will never be destroyed by the turbulence of the universe. One day, Creation Platform will be sent to a certain border area of Material Universe or Six Realms again in a certain cosmic tide.
As long as Pokopok is still with Creation Platform, then Azshara can immediately capture its coordinates and rush to recover his treasure.
The best thing is that her court Magic Prince Medivh has mastered nearly unlimited time and space predictions from Cipher of the First Ones's gift of truth, which means that as long as she cooperates with Medivh, the time to find Creation Platform can be greatly shortened.
Now Azshara just hopes that this thing will not stay in the turbulence of the universe for too long and appear in Material World before he dies, so that Medivh can send a message to the "future queen" after predicting its appearance.
After waiting for the future, she recovered Creation Platform, and then used her wishing ability to return this limited wishing machine to her current self.
Well, perfect plan!
If everything goes well, Azshara does not even need to wait, and will be able to possess his most cherished treasure the moment he returns to Material World.
Phew, the queen's wisdom is as supreme as her beauty, and what the queen wants can always come to her.
"When you come back, your queen will definitely reward you severely!"
Azshara held the seemingly conscientious Pokopok in the palm of his hand and kissed the little robot's round head as a reward and encouragement.
She said:
"I will look forward to the day when we are reunited. Now, start your big adventure."
After finishing speaking, Azshara placed Pokopok on Creation Platform. The small robot immediately reorganized its body to fit into the depression of Creation Platform, making it look like an integrated structure without separate parts.
After doing all this, Azshara left the minaret with satisfaction.
At this time, the collapse of all things in Zereth Mortis has entered its final moments. The complex terrain and all kinds of strange prototypes have turned into the storm of the original Phantom Phosphor in the chord collapse, sweeping into the sand and dust of creation in this deep collapse.
"Let's go!"
The queen put the veil on her face and said to her palace ambassador and Magic Prince:
"We have destroyed the Creator's paradise. It's time to return to Mortal realm to do something of our own. I'm really looking forward to what Diakum promised now. Ah!"
Before the queen finished speaking, her face turned pale.
Under the surprised gazes of Medivh and Nether-Stalker, Azshara fell down clutching his heart, and was then rushed over and hugged by the loyal royal internal affairs officer Wei Nali.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Nali shouted several times, but Azshara couldn't respond. She just stretched out her hand tremblingly, signaling to leave quickly!
Zereth Mortis is going to collapse.
So, they escorted Azshara all the way out of the entrance of Zereth Mortis. When they jumped out of the golden hexagonal chord door, Azshara was in such bad condition that it was difficult to even move his fingers.
There are leaders Four Covenants and Mawsworn guarding the Chord Gate. When they see people rushing out, they naturally want to go and check.
Fairy Willow Wisp flew over and took a look and exclaimed:
"Wow, Queen Azshara's soul is weak!"
"How can you, a monster like you, talk!"
The royal internal affairs officer scolded in displeasure:
"Although the Supreme Queen does do a lot of bad things, you can't just say it so directly."
"The silly elf is just telling the truth, Will Nally."
Nether-Stalker stopped Wei Nali, it pointed at Azshara's spirit body and said:
"Look! Her spiritual essence is changing, and the color is indeed getting lighter and lighter, as if she is about to collapse and die, but Azshara clearly has not suffered any attacks. And with her strength, who can defeat her in an instant?"
"This was not an attack, and although she was indeed injured, it was not a soul-crushing attack."
After all, Medivh has been working as Lich for a while, and has studied these issues thoroughly. After checking his queen, he raised his head and said to everyone:
"Don't worry, the Queen is fine, she was just summoned!"
"Huh?"
The others looked at each other, and Medivh didn't know how to explain it. At this moment, the Chord Gate reflected several figures while beating. The miserable Primus walked out with a broken cane, and saw the situation of Azshara at a glance.
Primus exclaimed:
"Her flesh and blood container was infected by Domination? How could there be such a serious spiritual pull? But the Jailer has fallen, who else can control Domination?"
"This is not a good thing you did!"
The voice of Diakum sounded from behind, and among the last Gleam of the golden chord door, Vigilant strode out and said:
"The person driving Domination may not be a person, it may also be a weapon. Frostmourne! Do you remember? The Demon Sword you made for Lich King."
"Well, that's it."
Primus doesn't care about Diakum's indifference to Him.
They have helped you and Shadowlands deal with such a serious threat as Zovaal, so why are you complaining about this bad old man like yourself? This is the power they deserve, okay?
Diakum stepped forward and half-knelt beside the painful Azshara. He held the queen's trembling hand and whispered:
"You are going "home", the Supreme Queen. I have hidden some things from you along the way. I originally planned to have a long talk with you after the adventure of Zereth Mortis is over, but now it seems that your destiny will be magnificent.
Therefore, I will remind you!
While you still have a chance to take back your empire, you must act with caution and never make the same mistakes again when making decisions in the future. The most important thing is that you are the most beautiful and supreme queen in the sea of stars.
There is no need to interpret the appearance, let alone the embellishment of appearance, you are the real "Light of Lights""
Diakum leaned down and said in Azshara's ear:
"I wish you good luck, my majesty. When you go back, remember to "open the door" in time.
There is also a team of "Undead Army" that are ready to go, waiting to go to the star sea where they once lived, to argue for themselves and the countless tragedies they have witnessed, and to argue with the destroyers of the Burning Legion."