The question of which company is stronger in cosmic magic is a bit controversial.
After all, there are still many true gods, counting on their hands, and none of them are good at pretending to be gods or ghosts.
But which company is stronger in cosmic technology? Look for Titan in the Pantheon!
Originally there were no starships in the Twisting Nether, but after Sargeras fell, there were starships.
Although the Burning Legion's Anxunsi method is very useful and the magic transformation is very successful, the template used by the Chaos Demons is still the one brought by Sargeras from the Pantheon.
In a nutshell, the Star Wars of the Burning Legion are magical technology. In the final analysis, they are the power of magic, and they are the embodiment of the chaotic essence of the twisted void.
But Medivh's Karazhan is different.
The Pantheon has led the technology of the universe for three million years, and its ability to innovate has never been lost. After taking the highest authority from the Forge World, Medivh directly used the Titan's blueprint to build the Karazhan, which almost represents the Pantheon's highest warship technology.
This is the crushing of tonnage and the glory of caliber.
Medivh only thought for less than a thousandth of a second before making a decision.
The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the cannons are firing.
In an instant, the control room seemed to disappear. In the empty universe, there were only Medivh and the dwarf Chromie beside him.
Medivh waved his staff, and the distance in space seemed to turn into a toy under the power of the astral mage. Under the effect of the "magnifier", the Burning Legion starship one light-year away was visible to the naked eye like a large model.
"Full power charge."
[Main gun recharging completed]
"attack."
[Instruction verification completed]
As the mechanical terminal voice came, the Karazhan's Star Destroyer Cannon spanned the distance of light years and accurately hit the Burning Legion battleship, sending the battleship and the demons on the battleship back to the Twisting Void to read again. .
“Oh my God, this is so cool!”
With Chromie's praise, the holographic perception system in the control room went offline, and the empty command center returned to reality.
"Without this ship, I wouldn't go messing around in the dark space."
Medivh thought about it for a moment, considered the pros and cons, and determined that his judgment was in line with the current interests.
So, after Chromie's brief boasting time, the Karazhan arrived at the coordinates given by Adal.
There were no earth-shattering light and shadow effects. The magic derived from Pantheon technology directly penetrated the dimensional wall and sent Medivh to the silent dark space of the universe.
This is a place where eras overlap, the edge of reality and illusion.
As a race that has experienced at least two generation changes, the Naaru can survive from the death of the universe to the next rebirth, which is not unrelated to the dark space of the universe.
In the material world, even within the twisted void, there are stars, energy surges, and entropy increases and decreases.
But in this dark cosmic space, there is real silence. In this space, which is almost as big as the material world, except for the secrets hidden by the dead ancestor Naaru and the still living Naaru, there is nothing at all. It is simply a The universe exists for the sake of existence.
It is this special space that allows Naaru to survive the changes of cosmic eras.
In such a special space, there are no clear coordinates. Looking for something is not called looking for a needle in a haystack. It is not an exaggeration to call it searching for sodium chloride in a haystack.
Therefore, Medivh did not receive any interference when searching for the remains of the deceased ancestor Naaru mentioned by Adal.
Perhaps this unique dark space itself is the biggest obstacle and guarantee.
Seeing all this in Chromie's eyes, there was a subtle and twisted feeling that it was difficult to guard against house thieves day and night.
But who really cares.
After salvaging the dried core of the ancestor Naaru back to the Karazhan, Medivh followed the caution a mage should have and carefully tested its magical properties.
Nothing was found, just like an ordinary meteorite fragment.
After thinking again and making a decision, Medivh ordered the control terminal to activate the Karazhan's highest level of internal protection, and then took out the echo of power taken from Carlos, trying to reactivate the dead ancestor Naaru.
"Um, did you fail?"
Chromie watched as Medivh placed his palm on the dry core of the ancestor Naaru, and then nothing happened.
The dry core was unresponsive.
But Chromie didn't dare to disturb Medivh, so he had to wait aside.
It's just that the little bronze dragon from Azeroth didn't know that a huge wave had been set off in Medivh's spiritual world.
The person who knew the secret of that year was not only the now extinct ancestor Naaru, but also two other heavyweights——Aman'Thul and Sargeras.
At this moment, all the conditions have come together.
Echoes of power from Aman'Thul, fragments of the soul from Sargeras, the desiccated core of the original Naruna expected to act as an amplifier.
Medivh's consciousness was swept away by a torrent of power and trapped in his body. A majestic and vicissitudes of voice sighed: "My arrogant and paranoid brother."
Although Medivh had never heard of it, he knew it, and was so excited that he burst into tears. It was Aman'Thul.
With this voice as an anchor, Medivh witnessed a grand dispute.
After the last Great Crusade, the Titans of the Pantheon returned from Azeroth at the borders of civilization.
The upper Titans each perform their duties, Aman'Thul continues to study life forms, and Sargeras also faithfully fulfills his mission to suppress the Twisting Nether.
It seemed no different than every day for three million years.
However, the Titans of the Pantheon understood that this Great Crusade had failed in terms of purpose.
Titans are the guardians of order, not just defenders of life. Titans have power comparable to that of gods, but they are not gods.
Because gods are immortal, but even though Titans live long lives, they will eventually die.
This is the truth behind Pantheon's great expansion of the universe - the Titans re-establish order in the universe and spread life, not just to be idle and happy, but because they have essential needs.
The Titans hope to find their own evolutionary path by observing the evolution of life.
However, all I got was disappointment again and again.
Whether it is species intervened by the Titans or native evolution, the evolution of life has not exceeded the records in the Titans' database.
Those mortals who praise the Creator's power do not understand the Creator's sorrow at all.
No other Titan is immortal except Aman'Thul, the All-Father.
Over the long years, more and more first-generation Titans and second-generation Titans are approaching the end of their lives.
In such an environment, as the first-generation Titan evolved from the star soul, Sargeras inevitably fell into confused thinking.
When humans think, God laughs. Sargeras' thinking makes the will of the void endure for ten thousand years.
How could a mere Dreadlord disrupt Sargeras' thoughts.
There is great terror between life and death. The real source of Sargeras's corruption is his thinking about life and death, which directly shakes his understanding of existence.
So Sargeras returned to the Pantheon to seek answers from his brother Aman'Thul.
"Did we do something wrong? Did our so-called recasting order also destroy the possibility of life evolution? We turned the entire universe into what we are."
Aman'Thul told Sargeras in few words and many facts that the Pantheon was not wrong. The pictures of the past flowed through Sargeras' mind like a revolving lantern with the power of Aman'Thul.
"Life is so fragile and precious. If caring is wrong, then what is right?"
Sargeras blurted out.
"Natural selection means survival. Life is an accidental miracle. We should not interfere."
Rather than overly interfering, Sargeras outright disavowed the Pantheon's course of action.
There is no right or wrong in this kind of discussion involving philosophy, and this time the discussion broke up unhappily.
Aman'Thul was a little unhappy.
Starting from him, the first generation of Titans were born from star souls. They have a lifespan of hundreds of millions of years and possess great power.
But Aman'Thul himself also understood that the Titan's life form was not perfect.
Although the Pantheon Titans evolved from their first-generation Titans also have long lifespans of millions of years, they will eventually wither away.
Is it really wrong?
Aman'Thul uses his authority to question the universe itself.
As a powerful person who controls time and space, the prophetic ability of the Father of the Gods is almost equivalent to the restraining power of the root of cause and effect.
When Aman'Thul "attacked his own shield with his own spear," a tragedy was born.
The moment when the spokesperson for the order side of the universe began to doubt himself, the power of the will of chaos rose to an unprecedented level.
For three million years, the Twisting Void as the seedbed of Chaos has been suppressed. When the will of the Void found an outlet, Aman'Thul foresaw a sad fact.
One of him or Sargeras must become the spokesperson of the Twisting Void.
This is the "destiny" that the Father of the Gods discerned from countless possibilities.
"No, it shouldn't be like this."
Aman'Thul was dissatisfied with this result. He believed that his ability to foresee was not strong enough, so he requested to include Iona and Norgannon. Gorgones and other brothers and sisters helped him.
Aman'Thul wanted to gather the most powerful power of the Pantheon in history to explore the truth of the universe and find a way for all Titans to be happy.
He wanted to restore Sargeras while safeguarding order.
However, doing so itself led to a terrible result...
Aman'Thul's consciousness spread throughout the universe. While he was omniscient and omnipotent, he also lost himself.
After Sargeras learned this fact, he fell into the deepest darkness.
Sargeras believed that his actions had caused Aman'Thul to be lost, and that only by burning the entire universe could he regain Aman'Thul's will.
Therefore, Sargeras bowed to the will of the void, released the demons he imprisoned, and formed the Burning Legion.
But when the noble Sargeras transformed into the fallen Titan, he was no longer him, and the instinct of chaos filled his body.
Therefore, Aggramar, who was not summoned by Mansur, could only helplessly carry the banner of the Pantheon and fight against Sargeras, his once most respected boss.
Putting aside the unpredictable power, this memory hidden deep in the soul fragment of Sargeras is completely a bloody eight o'clock romance drama.
Aegwynn successfully suppressed the erosion of Sargeras's soul fragments on her son Medivh, but the Guardians of Azeroth did not have enough ability to completely eliminate the fallen titan's soul fragments.
So Medivh must leave Azeroth and head to the Star Plane.
When the echo of power originating from Aman'Thul in Carlos's body was amplified by the Annihilation Core of the ancestor Naaru and activated the soul memory in Medivh's body, the astral mage learned the origin of the entire incident from Sargeras's perspective. go through.
"Medivh, why are you crying?"
Tens of thousands of years of grudges and grudges were just a snap of the finger in Chromie's eyes. Miss Bronze Dragon didn't understand why the astral mage was crying.
"I'm such a fucking idiot. I personally separated the fragments of Aman'Thul's will from the echoes of power..."
"ha?!"
Chromie had no idea what Medivh was talking about.
"No wonder Sargeras is so obsessed with Azeroth...because in Azeroth, Aman'Thul and Luna joined forces to set up the Great Barrier of Azeroth, and Aman'Thul used part of his will to cast time. flow."
"Wait, what do you mean, you mean..."
"I messed up."
"Wait, please speak clearly, in the end..."
Medivh looked at his empty palms.
"I personally killed the possibility of Aman'Thul's consciousness returning... Hahaha, I don't know where the recruitment registration office of the Burning Legion is. Is it too late for me to join now?"
