Azeroth Trail of Light

Titan Spirit is not so easy to kill.

To be precise, in the face of such super creatures that have long surpassed the imagination of mortals, even if you carry a sword, it is difficult to pierce their spiritual body.

For Dick, who has reached the last step of the demigod, it is very difficult to kill the spirit of Titan. He once talked to the creator about the existence of Titan, using Iona's term , Titan's body and Titan's soul are not 100% connected.

They are more like two separate individuals, the spirit of Titan has become one of its own, and the body of Titan is more similar to Dick’s incarnation of the Angel of Order, like a shell, a weapon, just to carry the existence of the spirit of Titan The container, with this container they will be complete, but without it, they will not die.

This is also the reason why Norgannon can collect the souls of the Titans in a special way after Sargeras slashed Naiharan, the land of peace. The spirits of the Titans are actually the body of the Titans, and the souls are strong enough. After that, the body will not become something necessary to maintain existence.

"It's really hard to kill you..."

Dick looked at the order lightsaber that quickly dissipated under the erosion of the gray mist in his hand. Once again, he had a deeper understanding of the strength of the Titan's soul. The soul is tough to this degree, even if he wants to die, it is not so easy. Up.

Chaos was provoked by Order, and it surged more violently in Aggramar's body. Seeing those eyes that had completely turned into black, there was no more time for Dick to think about it. He backed his hands and then turned into It pierced Aggramar's body like sharp claws.

The fusion of the spirit body is like the beginning of the fusion of the bodies of the two parties. Dick’s figure fades in the air, like a light that has been turned off, melting and entering the fallen Titan’s spirit body in the form of flowing energy. , The sword just now proved that pure order alone cannot suppress Aggramar’s chaos. Therefore, it is necessary to enter the spirit of Titan with this more excessive order, and use Dick’s existence to suppress the continuation of chaos. Raging.

Cut the chaos!

"Entering your body, entering your soul... This feeling is really bad!"

Before Dick’s spiritual body completely melted, he made a small spit. The next moment, his environment of existence changed suddenly, from the kind of glow of magma that was scorching all around, to an environment that was difficult to describe. , The curtain of black and white intertwined rays of light is like fighting for control of this land of rays. In the conflict between black and white, those extinguished rays of light are like gray streamers, representing the trajectory of being infested.

This is the spirit body of Aggramar. Dick raised his head and looked up. It was like a layer of flowing liquid, large patches of black, the color of the disease, and a touch of white that was almost forced to despair. The distribution of the soul is a symbol of strength. Dick knelt on the ground, reaching for a handful of liquid in the "sea of ​​liquid" under his feet.

The rapid volatilization, but the strange smell of chaos and order intertwined in it, made the Paladin frowned.

Every drop of liquid here is the condensation of Aggramar's power... Is this the true form of Titan? This kind of soul has condensed into a physical form, which is a bit too scary.

"Little guy... are you surprised?"

A tired voice sounded behind Dick. The Paladin clapped his hands. He stood up and turned his head. What he saw was a black and white humanoid phantom, which was the embodiment of Aggramar's will, trapped in a dark shell. Within the chaotic soul, the weak will that can only be revealed in this land of will.

He didn’t wear a wing helmet or a battle armor. He only wore an ordinary robe, the kind that Ulduar’s guardians often wear, with a wooden staff in both hands, which looked like He is a very old man.

"Agrama, is your will not bowed yet?"

Dick asked.

"Bow your head? No, no, no... I have never bowed my head in my life."

Aggrama raised his hand and looked at his gray arm. He smiled and said, "When I am dying, I won’t just bow my head like this. I’m still going to Sargeras, he can kill me. , But he can't make me bow my head."

Dick pondered for a moment. He raised his head and looked at the old phantom, "Then how can I help you?"

"Have you seen it?"

Aggrama did not answer immediately, but pointed at the black and white mottled space around him, "The erosion, I initially thought it was just ordinary evil thoughts. After hearing the whispers of chaos, I realized that things were better than mine. There are so many imaginary eyes, that is chaos...our first and final mortal enemy."

"Sargeras tried to infect me with chaos. After Neharan's fiasco, my will was shaken."

The voice of the Titan Spirit sounded, and the light formed an image of the past in front of Dick's eyes. What appeared on it was the scene of the war in Neharan.

Countless creatures faced the split sky and the shattered earth. They could do nothing but knelt on the ground and wept bitterly. Aggrama's body was seriously injured, but he still wielded the glorious Tishara. Rushing to the sky, beyond that sky, is a tall existence burning with crimson flames, and he shattered the planet with a single sword.

That is Sargeras!

"Come on, come and kill me!"

Aggramar shouted and rushed towards Sargeras, and the flames of Tisharacher almost condensed into substance at this moment. That was probably the brightest moment of this Excalibur. The flames it brought covered the entire planet. On the surface, among all that great fragmentation and great destruction, it seems to represent the future and hope of burning flames.

But he has been made too weak by Sargeras’ surprise attack, his will at this moment seems like a real unyielding warrior, but at the moment Sargeras turned his head, a broken sword burning with black flames came from the stars. Cut it off, Aggramar roared, but in Sargeras' sneer, the long sword hit, Aggramar's body was struck by lightning, and the boiling dark flame burned his body.

He fell to the ground like a meteor, but when he was about to fall to the ground, he was picked up by Sargeras. Of course, the Dark Titan was not to save him. His five fingers were held together, and the burning black flames covered Aggramar's body. Burning, the severely wounded Titan's body shattered and burned under this pressure, and Aggramar let out a painful cry.

He also saw Iona. The creator's figure flashed and disappeared into the space. Her body of Titan was shattered by the sword that smashed Neharan.

This is simply a massacre!

"We made a big mistake."

Aggramar’s voice passed into Dick’s ears, “We never thought that after Sargeras fell into the darkness, he would become so powerful that even the father of the gods could barely resist, and he was violent. The raid, this is beyond everyone's imagination, we failed... My will also collapsed in that massacre... Then I became like this."

"Dick, I can see your heart... Order has only had three masters in this universe, Sargeras, me, and you. When you have the strongest power against chaos, It is doomed that you will stand in a dangerous position."

Aggramar opened his arms, his voice sounded like thunder from the sky.

"My experience has told you that order requires strength to support, and your strength is not enough...Come on, kill me, let me surpass in order, inherit what I left, and let me help You make up everything you need, the seed to enter the final stage."

"Let me return to the world itself under the gaze of the spirit of the world, and let me use my death to push you forward,"

"Argus... Argus is the real decisive point of this battle. Never ignore the power of revenge. Sargeras is trying to transform us to form a dark pantheon, but he has forgotten that the Protoss is adhering to all good things. The existence of the birth of hope and the eternal opposition to the chaos that represents corrosion and decline. He will never succeed."

Aggrama stood opposite Dick, his hands opened, like a cross standing in front of Dick's eyes, the black and white intertwined shadows rendered the final existence of the Protoss like an illusion.

"I have looked up at this ancient starry sky countless times. I have tried to find the endless secrets buried in it, but I have not been able to find anything. Now, I will become the starry sky, and I will be a part of them. It will be another. The beginning of a journey."

Dick, who exists in the form of will, looked at the former revenge Titan. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

"Don't try to save me, let me win the glory I deserve!"

"Don't be sad for my departure, I am there, I have never left..."

"The crystal that stores the souls of the fathers of the gods and other brothers exists in the depths of the universe. Find it, Dick, Elune, Iona, and you, and them. The true hope of the temple, this is your ultimate and greatest mission. Go on firmly."

Aggramar walked towards Dick. The Paladin held the sword of order in both hands. Aggramar walked forward, allowing the blade to pierce his already weakened will.

"The will is forever, and the soul is forever. The only way to kill a protoss is to crush his will. His soul will become weak and decompose, and finally only a meaningless body is left. The Titan's body is just the soul. Bearing, the meaning of the Titan Road is the same, only the strongest body can withstand the pressure of that huge soul."

"We are spirit bodies, and all existence and end, all things have spirits, and the strongest spirits are Titans, Protoss Titans!"

The sword of order in Dick’s hand melted in the incarnation of Aggramar’s will, connecting with the tired incarnation, and dissipating from under his feet, like quicksand blown by the violent wind. In the dancing of little light, his Existence quickly dies.

"Sargeras is rushing to Argus, Dick... The time left for you is running out... Never give up hope!"

Until the last moment, Dick could not see Aggrama’s face clearly. After the incarnation of the will died, Dick stood in a daze in this world that had begun to collapse rapidly. Aggrama had not been there since the beginning. Ever wishing that he could survive, he persisted until the arrival of his successor.

In the place where Aggramar disappeared, there was a long sword made of light inserted. It was almost exactly the same as the Tisharacher held by the Dark Titan. Dick knew that it was the last "seed" Aggramar left him. .

He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned slightly toward the collapsed sky, and then stepped forward, holding the light and shadow of the long sword with one hand, unimaginable knowledge and a certain kind of special insight rushed into his will , It was like opening the gate to release the flood, and in an instant smashed his will block.

When he recovered, he had returned to the body of the incarnation of the Angel of Order, and the Longsword of Order had been back behind him. In his left hand, he was holding the shrunken Tisharacher Flame Ripper. .

Dick held it in front of him, and the rust-like dark red shell began to peel off quickly, as if rebirth, revealing the white and blue sword body below and the Titan rune engraved on the broken blade.

Tisharacher resonated with his soul, like a humming song, and in front of everyone, in the endless void, the light of the pillar of fire in the eyes of the dark red dark body had disappeared, just like a sentence The cold corpse, Aggrama is dead, and this cage has lost its meaning.

"Dick... him, has he gone?"

Elune's voice sounded, and the Paladin nodded silently, then looked at Azeroth.

"Let's start, with a war to smash the darkness, to revenge the Titans, and see off a great soul!"