This loneliness is the taste of fate.
On the planet-class battleship Karazhan, Medivh sat alone on the concrete throne, with sadness flowing back into the river.
After three thousand years of hard work, he gained a lot of skills and gained the fame of the Astral Mage, but he could not withstand the remaining echo of Aman'Thul, nor could he withstand a soul fragment of Sargeras.
All the persistence, the first dream, the temptation to go home, and the desire to see her mother again finally imprisoned herself in a cage.
The empty dark space, the lonely super battleship, and the powerful astral mage finally gave rise to a sigh.
It's a pity that the protagonist is not you.
Medivh never trusted the Naaru, and the Light's justice was not his justice.
Maybe Adal has a way to solve the current dilemma, but Medivh likes to say NO to guys who think they are right.
"Moon God, I hope you will not betray Aman'Thul's trust."
Medivh whispered silently in his heart.
This is an unsolvable question.
If Medivh leaves the dark space, the astral mage who has gained the wisdom of the Karazhan and the two strongest Titans will be able to prevent Velen's ship from penetrating the fragile Great Barrier of Azeroth.
But leaving the dark cosmic space, Sargeras, who has the same origin, will immediately know that Azeroth hides the top secret of Aman'Thul's clone.
It’s very similar to that earthy love saying: I can’t hug you if I lift the knife, and I can’t protect you if I put the knife down.
Medivh placed his final bet on Chromie.
"If you fail, will you wait here for the next era? It will be really embarrassing."
Everything happened in an instant. From Chromie's perspective, Medivh failed to activate the dried core of the ancestor Naaru, and then kicked himself out of the dark cosmic space. It was simply inexplicable.
"Although our bronze dragon is an extraordinary life, it does not have the ability to perform in the astral realm. Is it going to die?"
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An hour, a day, a month, or a year.
Without reference, time cannot be defined at all.
Chromie, who didn't even dare to reveal his dragon form and could only go in and out, carefully maintained the minimum physical consumption.
Floating in space, the weak Chromie gradually gave up thinking.
This damn Medivh is such a pervert. The dwarf loli is so cute, but he can be so cruel! ! !
She didn't know how long she had been floating, but before Chromie lost consciousness, a ray of light enveloped her.
The next second, Chromie felt the presence of gravity.
"This feeling... Elune is on top!"
Unlike how he felt on Earth, the Moon God at that time was just projecting part of his will onto Azeroth through the Well of Eternity. However, now, getting close to the true form of the god, Chromie understood what it means to be as powerful as the sea and as graceful as the prison.
It is not the incarnation of a symbolic and idolized god. Although the existence of the Moon God cannot be observed with the eyes of a giant dragon, tens of billions of cells in Chromie's body are trembling and declaring a cry - sending the most noble blessing to the Moon God. Respect.
The eternal light blue light shrouded Chromie, and the bronze dragon quickly healed from the internal damage caused by the astral drift.
But in this exchange that spanned time and space, the participants were Medivh and Luna, and Chromie only acted as a tool here.
So Luna didn't respond to Chromie's call.
Medivh, who received the echo of Aman'Thul's power and awakened the soul fragment of Sargeras, sealed himself in the dark space because of his responsibility and mission, but the power he gained cannot be faked.
A thought from the gods changes the world.
When Luna interpreted the message that Medivh had imprinted on Chromie, she couldn't help but feel absurd and confused.
In the end, there was only a hint of helplessness left.
Sargeras is a natural disaster for Azeroth. The arrival of Sargeras' true form can directly tear the entire planet apart.
So why not the moon god?
Therefore, Moon God can only project part of his power to Azeroth through the Well of Eternity, and use actions such as "opening a trumpet" to intervene in Azeroth and complete Aman'Thul's commission.
However, the Well of Eternity has exploded. Although energy is still flowing within the planet, without the Well of Eternity as a carrier, it is no longer possible to even maintain the Great Barrier of Azeroth. How can it continue to interfere with the development of the entire world.
Luna was lost in thought.
As a result, the energetic Chromie could only look around in confusion.
After exhausting all possibilities, Yueshen found out that there seemed to be no solution.
It seems that the collapse of the Great Barrier of Azeroth is inevitable.
Without the means of internal intervention in the world of Azeroth, every ounce of power projected by the Moon God from the outside will only accelerate the collapse of the Great Barrier. If you want to intervene in Velen's spaceship, it will be too late.
After all, he is the moon god, not Aman'Thul, and does not have the ability to control time and space.
Although Luna ignored Chromie, as an extraordinary being, Chromie felt the dripping of Luna's emotions from the changes in the atmosphere.
Just when Chromie was about to "comfort" Luna, a stone suddenly floated from the ground and made a sound.
"Moon God, do you hear it? I heard a chirp."
"Shut up~ Dragon Clan, maintain the most basic respect for the Moon God!"
"Don't be so nervous. How could a loving and benevolent god like the Moon God be angry with me over such a trivial matter?"
What kind of cross talk is this? Why does this voice sound so familiar?
In an instant, the brilliance was infinite, and the purest light covered Chromie's five senses.
When Chromie regained her senses, she was floating in outer space again.
"what's the situation?!"
But soon, Chromie figured out the situation.
Musical Luna left her a message and hid something in her body.
[The starship lurking into the Burning Legion is waiting for an opportunity to move. 】
"Well, here is...this pile of space junk looks familiar."
Because of the shielding of the divine power of the moon, the legion demons who came to investigate the damage to the starship did not realize that Chromie was hiding beside them.
As the exploration team returned to the battleship, Chromie tiptoed behind the demon to the starship control center. A huge figure almost scared Chromie into screaming.
"Um?"
With a low and domineering groan, all the demons prostrated themselves on the ground.
Archimonde glanced around in confusion, then waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
"Discovered something."
"Lord Qi, from the analysis of the scars on the wreckage, it is the main gun of Titan's starship."
"Impossible. Lord Sargeras's plan is perfect. The main forces of the Pantheon have been lured to the trap star field. That coward in Aggramar is afraid of Lord Sargeras's power. It is impossible to send the main battleship to ambush a group of people at this time. A troopship."
No demon dared to answer Archimonde's question.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter, that's it."
Archimonde's huge body sat back on the throne, and the two four-armed Destroyers quickly leaned forward and massaged the Defiler's body.
This, this, this, this...
Chromie used a lot of willpower to suppress his racing heart.
This conversation is very informative.
The military strength of the Burning Legion is so terrifying.
The oppressive power of Archimonde's true form is so strong.
This is waiting for an opportunity...Does Elune want me to assassinate Archimonde?
I can’t do it!
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