Facing Ironaya, who was kneeling in front of him, Dick was honestly a little frightened. Although Guardians, the subordinate of Tyr, has become very weak due to the passage of time and may not even be able to maintain her own strength, but this does not mean that she is easy to bully.
In fact, for the first generation Titan Keeperss, this Planet is their biggest backing. This can be seen from the fact that Ironaya can easily change the shape of stones. Even after thousands of years, their bodies still retain a trace of authority from Titans.
Power higher than the entire world!
And the identity of the Giantess in front of you is not simple. Ironaya and Archaedas are Warrior under the command of King of Order Tyr, the genuine Titan Keepers, Deity Warrior who was personally shaped by Pantheon. Her existence itself is proof of the mysterious power of Old Gods in this world.
Since becoming Guardians, Dick has understood that a Truth is the Combat Strength of Guardians. It cannot be seen according to common sense, just like Ysera launches Just like Dream Authority can beat Eranikus without injury, if Dick is forced into a desperate situation and detonates Order Power of Fist of Tyr, even a being like Garona will be crushed by all things Order.
You may not die, but you will definitely not live so comfortably in the future.
Dick can also realize another point: his Guardians authority is not complete, because logically speaking, King of Order's level is much higher than Dragon Aspects, but he only inherited Tyr's left arm, so he is considered an outlier among Junior Guardians.
He was silent for a few seconds. After relaxing, he spoke to this female giant who walked out of the Mists of history and said,
"I... I am not Tyr, I am his Heir."
Ironaya shook her head, with a hint of paranoia in her stone eyes,
"Yes! You are not Tyr. You cannot compare with that Noble One in every aspect. But being able to hold Tyr's left arm and his weapon at the same time has proven your identity. Take it out and let me see! Silver Hand, once represented the symbol of Order in this world."
Facing Giantess's request, Dick took out the cold Fire of Justice and placed it in front of her. Ironaya's fingers gently clicked on it compared to hers. Due to its size, not even an embroidery needle can be considered as a weapon. The next moment, the size of Silver Hand rapidly expanded, and finally turned into a Warhammer that could be held by Ironaya with one hand.
But Giantess did not touch the weapon, but took a deep breath. This action made Dick feel like he was in Silithus's big Storm.
"That's it, Silver Hand, it shines with a different brilliance in your hands. This is great. I thought that after that battle, Tyr's will will be forgotten, but after ten thousand years, someone finally raised this flag. This is great, but why did you come? Heir, I'm curious, how did you find this place?"
Ironaya changed his position and knelt down on the ground. Dick shrugged and sat cross-legged opposite her. The giant's attitude was unexpectedly kind, so Dick decided to get straight to the point.
"I'm here for Disc of Norgannon. As for Uldaman, I heard the news from Dark Iron Dwarves. I know some secrets about Guardians, so I came here in person."
Regarding Dick's answer, Ironaya nodded noncommittally.
"Discs of Norgannon is guarded by Archaedas, my former partner. Before talking about this topic, are you interested in knowing about Tyr, us, and Discs of Norgannon's past?"
Dick made a gesture of invitation. Although he knew Tyr's past, those memories were blurred, and the opportunity to communicate with a Titan Sentinel was not always available, so he decided to take some time to listen to this story. Giantess smiled heartily and tapped the surface of Silver Hand floating in the air with one hand.
The next moment, Illusion appeared in front of Dick like water. It was history ten thousand years ago, and it appeared in front of him in such a way.
It was in the deepest part of Endless Storm Mountains Whipped by Cold Winds, in front of a Giant Temple covered with starlight and Moonlight, and even a dazzling scorching light, thousands of tall Stone Guardians holding hands The weapon stood in front of the temple. In front of them was a giant holding Staff and wearing a golden robe. His blue hair was flying in the wind, and his eyes seemed to contain the power of Lightning and Storm.
On his head is Crown, which is made of lightning and flames.
That's one of Loken, King of Wisdom, Guardians.
Dick also knows that that was the first corrupted Guardians, the beginning of all evil.
Opposite him was a lonely giant with no one by his side. Behind him was just a deserted snowfield. He was wearing silver armor and carrying a giant Warhammer on his back, which was the initial form of Silver Hand.
His hair is silver-white, and it is also blown up in the wind. He also has a Crown on his head, but it is a simple silver iron ring with six thorns protruding from it. It is not as noble as Loken, but it is still full of the aura of a veteran.
He is more like Mortal than the near-god Loken, even though he is an unattainable existence in the eyes of the real Deity and Mortal.
His cloak rustled in the wind, and the most eye-catching thing was his eyes, which seemed to contain the whole world of Rules. His left arm was made of silver-white metal Fist. Seeing this, Dick couldn't help but touch his left arm, it was heating up.
When there are no non-Order creatures, it is generating heat and seems to miss its first master.
There was no sound in the picture, and you could only see the two people arguing about something in the wind and snow. As they argued, the entire sky became gloomy, Lightning and firelight danced wildly in the dark clouds, and there was an icy breath, which made the wind and snow become more anxious.
In the end, the negotiation between Tyr and Loken failed, and King of Order turned around and left Great Door of Ulduar.
Ironaya's voice also came out at this time, her tone was full of nostalgia,
"This was the argument between Tyr and Loken after they noticed something strange about Guardians. The situation was already very bad at that time. I can still remember that in the hall of Ulduar, Highkeeper Ra has long been absent from the meeting and is hiding among Mists of Pandaria. High Steward, the leader of the war, is also the most powerful Guardians. Odyn also realized that something was wrong, but was eventually ostracized. They said that Odyn took his own Skyhold Val'kyr and ran away angrily, but we know that is not the case. Mr. Odyn must have been plotted by them! Just like they plotted against poor Mr. Mimiron!"
"The Engine of Creation left behind by the Titans has become a mess. Everyone seems to be sick. Hodir's temper becomes more and more weird. From time to time, Blizzard will flood the continent. Freya devotes himself to taking care of the abandoned garden. Ignoring other things, Mimiron was attacked. If his Mechagnome Attendants hadn't made him a metal body, he would have been the first Guardians to die. But since then, Mimiron has stopped attending meetings."
"Tyr is determined to change everything. He detects the root of all problems. In Loken, King of Wisdom, who was once wise but became gloomy for some reason, he is I was arguing with Loken here, while Archaedas and I sneaked into Observatory and got Disc of Norgannon who contacted Watcher Algalon."
"Did you know? When Tyr fled Endless Storm Mountains with Titan-forged who was unwilling to obey the chaotic rule of Loken, the whole world was against us! Hodir blocked our steps with wind and snow, and Thorim lowered Lightning, Loken's Iron Earthen Burning Legion bites behind us almost at all costs, Tyr keeps fighting! He never gives up, he is like this Noble One, even in the most Despair adversity, he has no idea of giving up."
Ironaya's voice became more and more sad,
"But Loken, he has gone crazy. He is worried that Watcher Algalon will see what he has done, so he turns to all Enemies of Order for help, which are Evil servants who obey Old Gods, an alien named C'Thraxxi Monster, in the tomb full of Chaos, he awakened two C'Thraxxi, Zakajz and Kith'ix. They were twisted and malicious monsters, and under the indulgence of Guardians, they chased us all the way in the direction of our escape!"
"We were exhausted. When we saw the shadow that covered the sky coming, Tyr asked us to leave first. Archaedas wanted to stay and fight with Tyr, but he gave him the responsibility of guarding Disc of Norgannon. This responsibility was too heavy, and we finally had to choose to escape. Oh my god, we are Traitor."
When Giantess said this, he burst into tears, while Dick said loudly,
"I can confirm that Zakajz is completely dead, but Kith'ix... I don't know. The Guardianss finally built a tomb for Tyr in Tirisfal Glades. I have been there and got Fist of Tyr and Fire of Justice there."
"No! You don't understand!"
Ironaya took a deep breath and looked at Dick, "They built that tomb just to lure us out! Do you understand? Those corrupt Corruption guys are afraid that Disc of Norgannon will attract Watcher Algalon, and everything they do will be discovered."
"I sent a lot of Vrykul Champion to explore the battlefield, but very few came back. It was a trap!"
Dick was stunned for a moment, and Curse of Flesh suddenly appeared in his mind. If Ironaya really sent Vrykul who followed them to Uldaman thousands of years ago, If, then Origination of human beings Eastern Kingdoms can probably be determined. Human Ancestor should be those Vrykul sent by Ironaya!
Of course, there are still some original Vrykul that moved from Northrend to Eastern Kingdoms, but their number is too small and completely insufficient to develop human civilization.
But these things cannot be told to Ironaya, so Dick nodded and motioned for Giantess to continue.
The latter took a deep breath and looked inside the temple.
"After the fall of Tyr, Archaedas and I lived in this Titans Biological Laboratory that was sealed a long time ago. Logically speaking, those Corruption's Guardians could kill us all, but for some reason, they didn't do that and allowed us to exist until now."
"It's a pity that Archaedas only thinks about Tyr Revenge. He uses all his strength to build an army. He doesn't understand that after staying away from the Creation engine, our Creation has already become Weaklings. I have had too many quarrels with him."
"We have only one mission, protect Discs of Norgannon and wait for Tyr's Heir to take it away. Yes, when I saw you, I knew that you are Tyr's Heir."
A very delicate smile appeared on Ironaya's face. She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Dick, but the fingers were bigger than Dick's body. Giantess was stunned for a moment, and then patted her head.
"Ah, I forgot, I'm used to this perspective, but maybe this will make it easier for you to accept."
After saying that, Ironaya's body quickly shrank, and soon turned into Stone Guardians, which was the same size as Dick. Like a gentle, experienced woman, she held Dick in her arms very peacefully.
The touch is cold, she is only Stone Guardians after all, but Dick can feel that there is a beating heart in this cold Stone Guardians, she has her own soul, she is alive, she is more noble than most living creatures.
"I haven't asked your name yet? Tyr's Heir, tell me, what is your name?"
"Dick... My name is Dick, Dick Tang!"
Paladin said his name very seriously, but Ironaya shook his head.
"No, child, you should be called Dick Bronzan! That is a noble surname, a surname that only Guardians can bear. Discs of Norgannon is in the deepest part of Uldaman, but there is also Archaedas' Armory. He feverishly wants to give it to Tyr Revenge, he will not agree with you so easily, Dick, Archaedas is not an easy opponent to deal with, he once made Chaos Strike Terror into Their Hearts, although like me, over time, we have lost most of our strength due to being far away from Ulduar, but..."
Ironaya handed Fire of Justice to Dick, her expression was serious and formal,
"This is a difficult challenge for you, but as Tyr's Heir, you have to practice his will: only by sacrificing the ego can justice be achieved. You have to use your strength to make Archaedas agree with you, and then Ultimate Secret, which Uldaman and Tyr want to save even at the expense of themselves, will unfold to you!"
"Of course, I won't just let you face Archaedas and the Burning Legion he made. That would be to let you die. Come on, follow me, Dick. If you are ready to completely inherit the will of Tyr, you must first have a power of your own!"