"Bang bang bang"

The constant swaying sound on the ground made a low sound echo in the deepest cave in Odur. This was a dark crypt that was separated from Yug-Saron's last seal by a wall. The bloody look had long been cleaned by the hardworking Dark Blade Knights.

Every fully armed knight here knows that his boss is a person who likes cleanliness. He hates a messy battlefield, which will make him in a bad mood. In Azeroth, there is no lunatic yet who would like to see the boss in a bad mood... That is a situation that must be avoided, especially at this moment.

The most trusted Death Lords guarded the periphery and promised that no one would break into this area where martial law was completely rigorous. Terion sat on the dark blue throne he had created with his death energy. Until now, the Great Lord was still busy with some business. He was holding a plan with only code names and no names in his hand, looking through page by page. This was an operation planned by the Dan Blade Intelligence Bureau. The Great Lord just raised the target and did not intervene at all.

On the single-legged table made of ice at his hand, there were several other plans.

Therefore, the leader has never been a simple position. Even before he is about to lift the knife and open the film, he must handle the work at his hands first.

On the other side of the throne of the Great Lord, deeper in the crypt, the Great Guardian Lai was having a "friendly" "talk" with Vizaks, the last General Krassis who was loyal to Yug-Saron.

The two sides were very dedicated to the talk, blood was splattering everywhere, flesh and blood was flying everywhere, and the conversation was destroyed and the conversation was tragic...

Twenty-five thousand years ago, Vizakhs's two brothers killed Lai's brother Tyr in the land of Tirisfalin under the dark command of Yug-Saron. That is the only guardian who died bravely. This news made the awakened Lai extremely painful. The unbearable self-blame transformed into irresistible anger and absolute murderous intent in this dark crypt.

Lai is not a person who likes to resolve disputes with weapons. He is completely different from his brother, the warlike Odin, but it is such a rational guardian who showed his combat power and the indifferent massacre and attack after his anger were really eye-opening... As for General Vizaks, who would feel sad for his death?

Even its owner, Yug Saron, would not. The final outcome of the dark and fallen creature is so tragic... Even if he dies, no one misses him. Of course, considering the unique life form of Krases, even if the real ruthless guardian Lai, it would take some effort to completely destroy it, but it doesn't matter, this is what Lai wants to do.

Only in the midst of the flesh and blood of the ugly creature in front of him could the Great Guardian feel a little relaxed in the suppressed heart... He is not a vicious soul, he does not enjoy cruelty, but now, he is willing to extend the punishment a little, not to torture his opponent, but to make the Krases in front of him a whetstone, sharpening Lai's sharpness even sharper until... facing Yug-Saron!

Then vent all the pain, anger, and confusion in his heart!

But, anything, whether it is happiness or pain, is a process, and there is a process, there is a result, there is a beginning, there is an end. After nearly 30 minutes of screaming, the evil dark creature finally ushered in the final relief... Lai "kindly" swung his sword and cut off its neck, and then lifted the ugly head with the bloody spine from this Krassis body.

The white spine dragged on the ground, making a low collision sound while Lai walked, and a green trace filled with corrosive liquid...it looked particularly weird.

Lai narrowed his body, he held the same shrinking skull, his metal fingers moving. He looked at the Great Lord who was leaning against the throne and flipping through the complex documents. At this moment, the Great Guardian's eyes looked at the Great Lord became very complicated.

"I... plan to give it to you."

Lai whispered:

"This is a loot. In the memory left to us by the Titans, the gift of loot is a way to show kindness, because without you, all this... new goals, new missions, happy revenge and the real fulfillment of duties would not be achieved... I thank you, Terion, all my brothers will thank you."

The great lord glanced at the skull belonging to Krasis in Lei's hand, and he shook his head:

"Thank you, I appreciate it. Keep this thing yourself... It doesn't fit my wife and I'm very aesthetic. If I hang this thing in the bedroom, the child will be scared to sleep."

The Great Lord's answer made the Great Guardian Lai, who was filled with complex emotions in his heart, embarrassed, but considering that the Great Lord might have told the truth, Lai did not look very angry. He grabbed his left hand and the dark green steel sword wrapped in lightning appeared in his hand.

He pressed the skull in his hand on the hilt in a rough form. Under the sacred flames of lightning leaping, Krassis's skull was "printed" on the sword. With the surge of the shaping power, it became the unique decoration of the wide-blade war sword. The slender white spine extended in the center of the sword body, adding a hint of dominance to the already hideous blade.

"Well, it looks a bit like a warrior."

The Grand Lord watched the scene, and he supported his chin with his left hand and whispered:

"That's it, let your anger flow, let your extraordinary power be used by you, let that noble goal become your motivation, and then kill everything blocking the road... In this way, you are already qualified to walk with me."

"Then my brother Odin must be in line with your image as a warrior."

Lai waved the sword in his hand, and amid the whistling sound of the wind with lightning light, he whispered:

"He is the best warrior among us, and some of his ideas are similar to you. After solving Odur's troubles, perhaps we should release him from that long imprisonment, and he will also contribute to our just cause, and he will not refuse."

"Odin?"

Hearing this name, a trace of sarcasm flashed across the face of the Great Lord, and he shook his head:

"No, he is not suitable. He is just a tyrant, a seemingly warrior. I don't trust him. I will transform him in my way."

"Um?"

Lai blinked his eyes and asked:

"Why do you think this way?"

"Because I can't trust a monster who can twist his adopted daughter with his own hands!"

The great lord picked up the document again without any breath of fireworks. He leaned on the throne and replied softly:

"What kind of father would do such a crazy move? If he had no feelings for his relatives, I could still expect him to love the world and his future comrades? Do you understand? Lai, I am indeed a bad guy and a villain in the traditional sense, but I also have my own bottom line...and your brother Odin, he...no!"

"I thought you and Hela were in a hostile relationship."

Lai was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Will you also pity her?"

This question stopped the Grand Lord's action of flipping through the documents. He looked at the broken archipelago and the magical image at the entrance of the prison on the document in front of him, and he whispered:

"This has nothing to do with pity. Apart from the appearance of the crazy woman and the dangerous power she possesses, Hela is just a poor woman, destroyed by her own father, and forced to sacrifice for a great goal... Haha, sometimes I really feel that you guardians are like a group of heartless monsters!"

"And Odin is the one who looks the most monster among you..."

"Then what will you do with him?"

There was a hint of solemnity in Lai's voice:

"The power Odin has even stronger than me. I don't want to see the power of the joint guard Elune weakened by internal fighting, so if you can, you might let me go and him first..."

"No!"

Before Lai finished speaking, the Great Lord flatly refused. He raised his wrist, looked at the time of the mechanical watch, and looked up at the swaying strata in the sky. He didn't even look at the Great Guardian, he said:

"I'm trying to find a way to deal with it that will satisfy everyone, but absolutely none of them is to send people to ask for peace... Just Odin and the Valhalla are not worthy of sending me an envoy. The work of mortals is about to go to the end, telling Torim that he can start preparing to lift the seal."

"It's time to have a good chat with His Excellency Yug-Saron."

The Great Lord put down the document, and a hint of pleasure flashed through his ice-blue eyes:

"I believe that Your Excellency Yug Salon must have been impatient with waiting because of his great expectations."

Seeing that the Great Lord seemed unwilling to discuss too much about Odin and Hela, the Great Guardian Lai knew that in the Great Lord, there must have been a way to deal with it. After a moment of thinking, he decided not to participate, because what Terion said seemed to make some sense.

Lai had seen Hela. At that time, Hela was still a well-behaved and courageous sea witch, full of courage and glory. He was the most spiritual second generation among the creations of Titans. But now, Hela has become the terrifying queen of the underworld. The cruelty of what happened in it must be beyond the imagination of the Great Guardian.

Moreover, he was very familiar with the character of his brother Odin. He was not a guardian who was willing to surrender. But now it seems that at least in saving the world, what Terion had done had long exceeded Odin's plan. Most importantly, Eluen trusted Terion, not Odin.

"Yes, Yug Saron was really "impatient"."

Lai glanced at the door of the cell that was sealed with four seals in front of him. He leaned on the white bone war sword and whispered:

"For the past 45 minutes, it has been trying to break through the protective seal my brothers put on the core of the Will Furnace. It has tried 175 times, but fortunately, these surprising mortal warriors have won us enough time to set up. It can be seen that this ancient evil thing is scared, like a wild dog being forced into a dead end... Oh, this is really rare."

"Ah, my friend Lai."

The great lord stood up, and the throne behind him quickly dissipated into pure death energy and merged into his body again. He moved his arms, turned his head and said to Lai with a smile:

"Don't belittle our opponents so much, it's impolite, although I think it's scared...it should be scared, right?"

"Since I'm talking about this, I can't help but ask."

Lai walked forward with the Great Lord and walked towards the gate that had begun to melt the seal, and he asked:

"I have seen Cthun's soul in the cage of the Death Realm. I don't think you can't feel its change... The cunning ancient god is not as "weak" as it looks. I guess you just let it go, maybe you are planning something? Right?"

"Ah, you're such a...well, a clever guy."

The great lord's wrists swung outward, and the dark and heavy messenger of ashes appeared in his left hand, while the gloomy and cold apocalypse, or the messenger of death, appeared in his right hand. He felt the weight of a weapon that had not been held for a long time, and a layer of cold death power slowly covered the body of the great lord.

As the blue mist surged, a set of dark dragon armor shining with the light of death appeared on the body of the great lord, and above his head, a cold frost crown floating above his long gray-white hair.

He said in a low voice:

"Yes, the former Cthun, the present Yug-Saron, and the future Enzos, they have their own destiny, and that destiny will be woven by me. I am curious... Will the fallen Titans still hate the void as they used to."

"They will also become my weapons, my soldiers, and my pioneers... Whether they want to do so or not, this is their future destiny!"

After saying that, the four ancient god seals shining in front of the great lord suddenly dissipated like a drifting light at this moment, and Terion stepped forward and kicked the seal stone door in front of him. The moment the black battle boots carved with dark red thorns and skull patterns touched the seal door, it was like a large-scale bomb exploded on the stone door.

"Clang"

The scattered stones roared towards the space inside the seal, and the great lord holding the dark double blades stepped into the cage that had been covered with hundreds of thousands of years. He was like saying hello.

"Yuge Saron...your good friend Eluent, I'll say hello."

"Hurry up and eat something, and..."
Chapter completed!