There is never unreasonable authority, it is just that it is always correct.
As large as an empire or as small as a team of explorers, the basis for maintaining the existence of an organization is the prestige of the leader.
The elven Kaldorei Empire, the human Alliance of Lordaeron, and even the kobold tribe to the Burning Legion are all like this.
The Burning Legion is the annihilating natural disaster of all worlds, not only because of the powerful individual strength of the Void Demon, not only because of the endless number of legionnaires, but also the core problem - Sargeras.
In the eyes of the invaded, the Burning Legion is an endless army of demons.
But if we raise our sights high and broaden our horizons, the nature of the problem will become obvious.
The Burning Legion is Sargeras, and Sargeras is the Burning Legion. The endless demon army is just a frivolous fantasy that covers this essence.
It was Sargeras who used his own strength to twist the scattered and chaotic void demons into a rope. It was Sargeras who used his unrivaled prestige to forge the void forces that had been hostile to each other for tens of billions of years into the Burning Legion.
As long as Sargeras exists, the Legion will never die.
So what if Archimonde and Kil'jaeden were defeated? For Sargeras, time has lost its original meaning. As long as he looks for useful subordinates, he can always find them.
However, the cruel fact is that there is no existence in Azeroth that can defeat Sargeras.
The disparity in size is a huge gap in strength.
The mere arrival of Sargeras in his true form can cause the planet of Azeroth to collapse with the aura he naturally exudes. The incarnation that Aegwynn once defeated with all his strength was just an incarnation that Sargeras used during the Pantheon period. Just armor and a little soul fragment.
This is the hopeless future facing all life on Azeroth.
So the question is, is there a... ahem, excavator... Hey, hey, if you have something to say, put down the 40-meter-long sword.
So the question is, will the future of Azeroth be nothing but destruction?
Logically speaking, yes, yes, stars will burn out, and Azeroth's star core will eventually cool.
Hmm... I can't refute it. So let's change the question, is there no hope for the future of mankind?
No, there is always hope.
Pantheon.
There is only one being in the entire universe who can defeat Sargeras.
The leader of the Pantheon, Aman'Thul, the father of the gods.
The most straightforward way for humans, or the natives of Azeroth, to free themselves from the annihilating shadow of the Burning Legion is to seek help from the Titans of the Pantheon.
The method is there, but it is a dead end.
Because Azeroth is no longer pure.
With the betrayal of Sargeras, the Titans of the Pantheon have lost their former peace and tolerance.
In the vast multiverse, the war between the Pantheon and the Burning Legion is endless. The Titans who once rejoiced at the sprout of life have long since turned into the gods of death harvesting life during the war.
Because of the corruption of the Old Gods, he rashly called on Azeroth, the Titan's third general, to burn glass, which would be Azeroth's ultimate fate.
See what's on the planet Azeroth?
The corrupted minions of the Old Gods—humans, dwarves, and gnomes.
Interstitial agents of the Burning Legion—various void demons.
A devout believer in the evil god of the astral world——it is right to throw this pot to the troll.
Not counting the various evil and taboo magical creations.
The natives of Azeroth have dirty butts.
Looking at it this way, there are so many reasons for the Titans to burn glass in Azeroth!
The simplest and most straightforward path doesn't work, so how can Azeroth save itself?
The culprit who complicates an originally simple problem and turns it into an endless loop with no solution——the ancient god.
First of all, it needs to be stated that the Titans are not helpless against the Old Gods.
In fact, the Pantheon's discovery of the Old God in Azeroth was not the first time the Titans had seen this thing.
However, from the time when Sargeras first led the team to quell the Elemental Rebellion and reorganized the order of Azeroth before the rebellion to the Titan's second advent of the Explosive Old God, in the intervening ten thousand years, the Old God's influence on Azeroth The corruption of the planet is already quite deep.
So after the Titans blasted Y'Shaarj and beat C'Thun to death and weakly resurrected, they imprisoned N'Zoth and Yogg-Saron in a restraint device, sealed them, and sliced them for study.
On the one hand, this is to conduct more in-depth research on the species of the Old Gods. On the other hand, it is also to use the passage of time to allow Azeroth to heal itself. After the scars on the planet are restored, the Ancient Gods can be restored. Pull it out from the planet.
However, but, hahaha.
Sargeras fell.
All exploration and discovery in the Pantheon must give way to war.
What's happening in Azeroth is nothing compared to the safety of the entire universe.
The Titans who handled this matter back then might have died on the front lines.
There is no solution.
Jump on the street.
The Titans of the Pantheon, who can obviously be used as backers, are no different from the Burning Legion to Azeroth now.
One wants to blow up Azeroth, and the other wants to purify Azeroth.
The final result is total annihilation.
Carlos unconsciously thought of this when he suppressed the rebellion of his internal organs.
After two days and one night of turbulence in the air, the entire team except Chromie lost their combat effectiveness.
The only result was that Carlos taught everyone a song, the beginning of which was "The feeling of bitter sand blowing on the face."
There was still a mountain to climb before the destination, but the rope finally broke due to the repeated pulling of the strange bird.
After being forced to make an emergency landing, everyone invariably suffered from symptoms of land sickness of varying degrees, so the twenty-nine strong men could only collapse and watch a cute dwarf girl punching and kicking the rioting monster bird. Herd.
After regaining their sense of balance, Carlos and his party were frightened. The detonators of the explosives scattered on the ground did not boom due to the impact! ! !
What luck.
After gathering the supplies, it was already dark, and a good night's sleep was enough for everyone to regain their strength.
So Carlos and Chromie took the initiative to take on the responsibility of keeping vigil.
The crash site was not far from the Legion Demon's sphere of influence, and strange UFOs could be seen in the distant sky from time to time, so Carlos banned the lighting of fires and barbecues.
They simply drank some cold water, ate some dry food, and slept with their clothes on. Although it was very uncomfortable and cold, the dozens of hours of jolting consumed too much of everyone's energy.
Soon, the snoring sounds started one after another.
"You should go and get some sleep too. I can keep watch alone."
Chromie's eyes also glowed dimly in the darkness, and she said to Carlos seriously.
"Then I'll keep watch for half the night and you can keep watch for the rest of the night."
Carlos thought for a while and came up with a compromise plan.
"I'm afraid you have forgotten that I am a giant dragon. Running around at this level is nothing to me. Stop being so brave!"
Chromie said amusedly and angrily.
"I'm afraid you have forgotten that I am a Paladin. I have faced more serious situations on the battlefield. This is the leader's obligation and the responsibility I must bear."
Carlos didn't know what he was being pretentious about, but he just didn't seem to be giving in.
"I'm sorry. Then I'll rest for a while. When the time comes, you can take care of me."
Chromie seemed to be touched by Carlos's words. He stopped worrying and found a stone that he could lean on to take a nap.
And Carlos looked at the distant mountains, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, there were actually soldiers talking in their sleep.
"He said this pain in the wind and rain is nothing..."
