The ancient god's tentacles did not stop squirming even after they were separated from the body. It seemed that this thing was still quite active.
But everyone just stared at Alsace, completely unable to believe that what he said was true.
"Yog-Saron...is dead?" Azadas was also very surprised. He thought that Arthas could at most delay Yogg-Saron for a while, or find a way to seal him again, but now the result is obviously beyond his expectations. Unexpected.
He couldn't even imagine how Arthas... "killed" the ancient god.
"Mortal, do you know what you are talking about?" Mimiron jumped in front of Arthas, trying to express the terror of the ancient god with his movements, "Yog-Saron has been sealed in Ulduar for countless epochs. Even the Creation Titans couldn't do anything to him, so how did you 'kill' him?"
Freya also walked to Alsace with her own wooden staff. The gentle giantess leaned down and looked at Alsace, "There are no traces of being bewitched by the ancient gods on your body... and that piece Stumped limb...did you really do it? How on earth did you do it?"
Her first reaction was that Alsace might have been deceived by the illusion of the ancient god, but after careful observation, she discovered that Alsace had not been mentally deceived or deceived. Alsace's spirit might be a little tired, but if After a real battle, this kind of fatigue is normal.
However, her reason and experience made her doubt the authenticity of what Arthas said. After all, to Azeroth, the ancient gods were like a chronic disease in a chronically ill person. How could it be eliminated so easily? ?
"I think now is not the time to listen to stories," Arthas was quite helpless. He had already guessed that such a situation would happen. He pointed at the dragons in the sky and asked, "Maybe now we should solve the problem of death." s wing."
"They have no fighting ability now, let me go." Azadas looked at his group of colleagues who could be said to be old, weak, sick and disabled, and said proactively, "The honor of the guardian of the earth is inherited by me on behalf of the Titan Fathers. It’s for Neltharion, for which I have an unshirkable responsibility.”
Arthas nodded, "Give me some time and see if you can push Deathwing toward Icecrown Glacier. I may have a way to give him a fatal blow... By the way, that Star Saint, why did he appear? it's here?"
Azadas was not particularly surprised that Arthas knew the existence of the Star Saint. Although he did not know how Arthas learned these secrets, he had no intention of hiding it, "I passed Odu I have summoned Algalon, and perhaps he can tell us something about the Pantheon."
"This is not a good idea." Freya walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at Ulduar. "Algalon ignored us and entered the interior of Ulduar. He is probably transferring information from a hundred thousand years ago. All the information..."
"If it reaches the danger level, he will definitely activate the 'restart device' without hesitation!" Mimiron hit his head, "Oh my god, it would be better if Yogg-Saron had not been eliminated. If Yogg-Saron had already been eliminated, Well, then what he did wasn’t—"
"He needs some time to get the authorization from the Pantheon." Azadas explained. "I just checked that several important creation engines on Azeroth are basically out of contact or down. He If you want to restart the world, you can only contact the Pantheon."
When Arthas heard the guardian's conversation, he didn't know how to organize the words for a moment. Although he had guessed that it was Algalon summoned by a certain guardian, he was still speechless when he got the exact answer at this moment.
"Friend, listen to me, summoning Algalon is never a good idea. Maybe you think you can get an answer whether you contact the Pantheon or not, but I want to say, have you ever thought about this? Is it possible that the news will be passed directly to the hands of the Burning Legion?"
Azadas was silent. He really did not consider this matter. If the Pantheon was really destroyed, would the news transmitted by the Star Saint and other guardians be directly transmitted to the hands of the Burning Legion?
He originally thought that if the message to the Pantheon would be intercepted by the Burning Legion, then the location of Azeroth should have been exposed long ago, but when he thought about it since Loken betrayed the other guardians, Ulduar No more messages were sent to the Pantheon, so this statement itself is self-defeating.
Moreover, the Legion invasion that led to the Earth-shattering 10,000 years ago, in addition to the elves abusing magic and coincidentally connecting with demons, it is also unclear whether the Burning Legion obtained some information from the Pantheon and got a certain Ai Xerath location method.
"This kind of thing has a small probability, but we have to be prepared. Azeroth is still full of external and internal troubles. If the location of Azeroth is really determined by the Burning Legion, then we will definitely be burned. Legion's all-out attack." Arthas explained his views, "I can understand your mood, but let's solve the immediate problem first. You go to help Malygos and the others first. I'll get Icecrown Glacier to prepare a plan. Fan."
"I understand." Azadas sighed. Although these guardians had protected the safety of Azeroth, they now seemed to have become the cause of many troubles and disasters, which somewhat frustrated him.
But Deathwing was still hovering over the Storm Cliffs. Although he had already gained the upper hand in the battle with the dragon kings, no one knew whether the crazy black dragon king would do anything terrible.
Azadas looked at his colleagues, "I believe what Arthas said. You can go back to Ulduar to restore your strength first. If you are still worried about the dark power of Yogg-Saron in the inner city, you can go to Rock and Lightning. The hall has been cleared by us and there is no danger."
The guardians looked at each other in confusion until Thorim stepped forward, put his heavy palms on Azadas's shoulders, and swept away the snow that fell on his shoulders.
"Although I have a lot of doubts now, we choose to trust your judgment." Thorim said his heart on behalf of his companions, "Lorken has controlled Ulduar for too long, and we have lost contact with the outside world for too long. After everything settles down, we will solve the remaining problems.”
After saying that, the guardians left the station protected by the dragons and quickly moved towards Ulduar. They could gather the remaining people brainwashed by Loken and rescue those who had not been completely swallowed by the darkness.
Azadas, holding a shotgun that seemed to be made of rock, stepped forward to join the fight with Deathwing, and in accordance with Arthas' request, began to move Deathwing towards the ridge adjacent to Icecrown Glacier and Storm Peaks. force.
The one who almost turned into a stream of light in the sky and headed west was riding the invincible Alsace. The high-speed and biting cold wind poured into his throat and nasal cavity. Even with his constitution, it was difficult to adapt to it for a while, and he coughed. Twice.
Wudi sensed his master's discomfort and immediately prepared to slow down a little, but Alsace patted the long neck of the horse who was afraid of falling in love. "It's okay, Wudi, keep going at full speed."
Although the ice fields and storm cliffs in the northeastern part of Icecrown Glacier are separated by continuous mountain ridges, with the speed at which the Dragon Kings move and Azadas' deliberate guidance, it may not be long before they reach the skies above Icecrown Glacier. .
Arthas is going to take this opportunity to give Deathwing a huge gift, and at the same time, it can be regarded as a favor to Malygos - without Malygos's full support and help, this operation may not be possible. So smooth.
I hope both Malygos and Deathwing will be happy when they see this "gift"...
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
It is almost impossible to clean away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
