MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1966 94. The end of eternity [6/16]

   Chapter 1966 94. The end of eternity 【616】

   A burning giant stands in the sacred place left by the mysterious Firstborn.

   In this shaped land of mountains, hills, lakes, swamps and forests, the burning fire of the dark titan Sargeras can hardly ignite everything that exists here.

   It can only be said that the legendary Zare Sentis is indeed a magical place, where each of the six forces can be connected without being affected by any one.

  This is a place beyond reality, a place that even time cannot affect.

   In the ruins of the Palace of the Firstborn, which collapsed due to the destruction of the grand blueprint, Lord Sargeras was “discussing” with Zovar about conspiracy and exploitation.

  Sa is always asking questions with his sword.

   The warden Zovall, who was only one step away from victory, was ruthlessly destroyed, and finally lost everything, and fell to his knees in the ruins.

   He seems to have paid no attention to everything, and is full of a sense of tragedy in life.

  Black and Aggramar were not far away.

   They admired the scene in front of them, and above and around their heads, the Void Rifts that had been caused by the derangement of the Force due to Zovar's remodeling were closing.

   The Void Lords of the Lightless Sea are cheering for the Silent.

   They witnessed how Black and his "minions" prevented a conspiracy that endangered the universe, enough to make Lord Cthulhu the hero of the Lightless Sea.

   Of course, in the Void, being a hero won't give him any more substantial benefits.

   But it can be praised by a group of cunning and **** Void Lords, and it is also a strange experience for Black. He is holding a pipe, waving his hand at the slowly closing Void Rift above his head and shouting:

   "Remember to send people to the Maw, bastards, the battle against the force of death will start there, I will rush over, send more powerful guys, don't embarrass our void forces."

   Aggramar sat on the wreckage of a destroyed automaton in the ruins, the frail titan spirit watching Black's conversation with the Void Lords.

   He, such an arcane creation, should have been immortal with the void creatures, but at this moment Aggramar was surprisingly peaceful.

It seems that after preventing the warden from reshaping the universe, he has become abnormally Buddhist and no longer pays attention to all the changes around him. The old brothers say their last goodbyes.

   But in addition to these two guys, there is another guy who was brought in here.

The eldest daughter Gloria's cosmic soul was suspended on Blake's shoulders in the form of a perfect soul stone. After the thrilling battle just now, she finally had time to observe the crumbling "hometown" in front of her. ".

   At the moment when the entire Tomb of the First Nativity was accelerated to collapse, the eternal soul, who had been silent for a long time, finally said:

   "It's still as it was when we left, and it never seems to have had time to work here, I remember the time I walked with Zovar and other brothers and sisters in this magnificent place before the Firstborns left.

   At that time, we did not have the power, identity and status we have now. We were only servants of the Firstborn, no different from these automata.

   But we didn’t have so many troubles back then.

   We can only be excited all day by listening to the firstborn's plan for the universe, and do our best to imagine the perfect future planned.

  Unfortunately, we finally know that nothing in this universe is perfect. "

  The eldest daughter fell silent.

   After a few seconds, she asked Blake who was smoking a pipe:

"Your Excellency the Silent One, can you tell me why Zovar has come this far? He clearly wants to do the right thing, he and we are both keen, and he is the first to discover the existence of the firstborn's plan for the universe with defects.

   He is the bravest of us.

   When we all surrendered to the rules and were unwilling to act, He was the first to stand up.

   But why did things get this far? "

  Black was noncommittal about the eldest daughter's doubts.

   He didn't even bother to put his eyes on the land that he was very familiar with, but just turned his head and watched Sargeras, who was not far away, coldly pull out the Dark Ripper War Sword from Zovar's chest.

   The warden knelt at the feet of the dark titan, and he did not resist the sword of this execution.

   At the moment when the heart that carried the godhead was shattered, those cool hard steel armors were also like the "ebb tide", constantly dissipating from Zovar's body, and even the cold appearance of his big bald head was also dying out.

   All the light of life is being stripped from the defeated Eternal.

   He is losing the meaning of existence.

  Transformed from Zovar's image to the mechanical form of his most primitive Arbitration Prototype, his arms and legs have changed back to the bleak geometry of the divine vessel made of phantom phosphorus.

   He was dying.

  Death in the true sense, even the eternal cosmic soul is dying.

   With the vision of the evil god, he naturally knew that the warden could not be the opponent of Lord Sargeras. Before, he was very curious about how long Zoval could last in front of the dark Titan?

   It is said that the mighty Denathus the Great has been killed by Sargeras. Perhaps Zovall, who has obtained the power of the firstborn, can persist until the third sword?

   As it turns out, Black's guess was quite accurate.

   If you don't count the first sword that Sargeras slashed towards the reshaped grand blueprint in the duel just now, the battle between him and Zovar was indeed decided among the three swords.

   Of course, this is because Zovar did not resist anymore because of his mental breakdown, but instead wanted to die in decadence after losing all the goals of his life.

  Otherwise, in terms of the Warden's combat power with the divine control, even in the face of the silent and murderous Lord Sargeras, he would be able to resist for a while.

   In the final analysis, it is also a big version of the final boss, representing the highest combat power of the shadow kingdom. Even if it is not as powerful as the dark titan to suppress everything, it is by no means easy to kill.

   "You are wondering why Zovar has come to this point?"

  Black took off his pipe and moved his shoulders towards the dying warden. As he moved forward, he said to the soul stone suspended on his shoulders:

   "I can't think of whether Zovar could have a second choice in his life besides this ending?

   When he realized that the firstborn's plan was flawed, but he did not think about facing the reality that the conflict between the six forces has now taken shape, but chose to pursue a solution to the problem once and for all from the source, his ending was already doomed. "

  The evil **** glanced at the magnificent palace of the Holy Tomb of the First Nativity that collapsed like quicksand in front of him. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

   "To put it another way, this is the choice of the will of the universe.

  The Firstborns are indeed the oldest in this universe, and they do have powerful powers that can reshape the universe, but they call themselves the Firstborns rather than the Shapers, which explains the problem.

   It was the universe that gave birth to them, not that they created the universe.

   is like the first child to wake up in a cradle, they cannot claim the cradle to be their domain just because the others in the cradle haven't woken up yet.

   They knew that they could never eliminate the birth, conflict and dynamic balance of the Six Forces, so the First Birth left an unfinished grand blueprint and did not continue to advance this plan.

  They left this power sealed in this place and banished you to ask them never to come back, because they knew it was a doomed attempt.

   And Zovar is trying to do it again on a path that has already failed. "

  Black stopped talking and looked at Sargeras, who was standing there looking at the collapsed reality in the distance. He turned his head and said to the silent eldest daughter:

   "As for planning the perfect blueprint, trying to shape the perfect future for the constellation universe, you can ask the burning handsome guy next to him to see what the Pantheon will end up doing with the material constellation advance?

  The evolution of life cannot be planned, and the so-called 'perfect blueprint' never exists. "

   After saying that, the evil **** walked to Zovar with a pipe in his mouth.

   He looked at the warden in front of him, most of his body had returned to the mechanical form of the Arbitration Prototype, and he looked at those eyes full of broken light.

He says:

   "The firstborn left this power presumably to give the universe the last chance to choose, allowing us to restart the universe through this unfinished blueprint when the entire universe enters an irreversible collapse.

   I found that these guys who always like to think of themselves as 'creators' are really surprisingly consistent.

The   Titans left behind the Rebooted Origin Crucible in Azeroth, and the Firstborn left the Rebooted Zarecentis in the Shadowlands.

   They have good ideas.

   But the forces of hope they left behind will always cause crisis after crisis. An idiot like you who thinks he's doing good deeds will always have his temper to make things worse and worse.

so."

  Black stretched out his hand and placed it on the incomparably cold mechanical shoulder of the warden.

   he whispered:

   "If you have the next life, if you still want to help the world in the way you take for granted, you should look at my face.

  Don't help, okay? "

  Blake's sarcasm made the dying Zoval regain his senses.

   He raised his head with difficulty, and under the gaze of the eyes of the head that had not changed at the end, he stared at Lord Heretic God with the scattered light in his eyes, and muttered to himself:

   "A divided universe that is impossible to fight"

   "Poof"

  The icy blade of mourning pierces forward.

   pierced through Zovar's left eye and pierced from the back of his solid skull, interrupting this final reminder or warning in his unfinished voice.

  The Evil God looked indifferently as the last consciousness completely dissipated in front of him, and returned to the cold corpse of the Arbitration Prototype. He straightened his back, exhaled a ring of smoke, and said:

   "Then let them come!

   Let those crises come, let those enemies come!

   Their arrival will reunite a universe that you see torn apart.

  We will form an army like the Legion, like you, and win or die with dignity after a hearty battle.

   And your imagined universe of unity without conflict will eventually drown like a pool of stagnant water in the naive's ridiculous pursuit of boring perfection. "

  Blake held the hilt of the sword, raised his left foot and stepped on the pierced head of the warden, pulled out the blade of mourning with all his might, and the moment he swayed the blood droplets from the blade and collected the sword, he said softly:

   "You who can't even accept the flaws of reality, who only want to create a perfect dream to escape, will not understand how powerful those warriors who are born in conflict can burst out in protecting the things they love.

  Sorry, you may be someone who wants to do good things.

   But unfortunately, this universe does not need a savior who thinks he is perfect. "

After   , the pirate raised his head and shouted to Sargeras, who was about to leave here:

   "Hey, Lord Sargeras, this holy place is about to collapse, and it will forever be shattered in the realm beyond the six forces, and I know that there are still many powers left by the firstborn here.

  For example, the power of dominance used by Zovar that can manipulate all souls, it is said that even the evils of the void cannot resist that kind of domination.

   Aren’t you interested in bringing the material stars back to purity? "

   "I just got out of a conspiracy that lasted for countless epochs, I just got out of my puppet status, and I don't even know how I should return to the stars in the future."

   The Dark Titan looked back at Black and said:

   "So I beg you, put away your **** intrigues and let me enjoy this rare peace."

   "Okay okay, I just have a suggestion."

   Black shrugged.

   He looked at Zare Sentis, whose borders had begun to die out. He thought about it and asked:

   "Then where are you going next? Go to the Maw to participate in the five forces' suppression war against the death force? Didn't I say, it's a bit of a breach of the rules for a player like you to appear."

"Not interested in."

   Sargeras moved his burning wings, and his nostrils spewed scorching fire of incineration. After a few seconds of silence, he said:

   "I will return to the borders of the material stars and the sea of ​​no light. You fiends of the void will never set foot on the material stars. As for my legions, they have their duties.

   Each of the six forces has authority.

   Maybe it's time for the Fel Realm to return to purity. "

"Well, it's good to learn to be a fel god, just like my boss, Ms. Elune, don't think about fighting and killing all day, control the growth of the force, and don't let the Twisting Nether become the next shadowland .

   Just think about the future of this universe, I don't want to see the force imbalance again. "

The pirate rubbed his chin, glanced at Sargeras, and whispered:

   "You know, in fact, there is not only one Zarecentis in this universe. Those firstborns really left us a lot of trouble before they left."

"Um?"

  Dark Titan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the evil **** with serious eyes, he said:

   "You mean that there is also such a Holy Land of the Firstborn in the Fel Realm?"

"I have no idea."

  Black spread his hands, shrugged and said:

   "I'm just saying it's possible.

   We just destroyed the Holy Land of the First Nativity in the Death Realm. There may be similar things in other realms, so you will have nothing to do for the next many years, right? "

   Dark Titan nodded.

  If Black's reminder is true, then he is really busy in the next time, and one Zarecentis almost reshaped the universe, how about five more?

   Fortunately, only He and Black know this secret now.

   "Take care of Aggramar for me."

   Before leaving, Sargeras glanced at his brother who was sitting in the ruins, admiring the collapse of this holy place, and he said:

   "I owe him a great deal."

   "Hey, you have to pay someone to do things."

  Blake showed an expression that made people want to beat him, rubbed his fingers to make his signature movement, and said in the background of the Holy Land that had begun to completely collapse:

   "What's more, this kind of backdoor relationship will arrange a 'good job' for your old brother after his death. Even if the Shadow Realm is under control, it is difficult for me to do it."

   "Well, that makes sense."

   Dark Titan nodded solemnly.

   In the next moment, the burning Dark Ripper's long sword slammed into the ground in front of Blake. Sargeras stared at him condescendingly and said:

   "So, the reward is your life, isn't it fitting? What do you say? The first Void God ever to escape from my sword."

   (end of this chapter)