The incubation of Azeroth means that Burning Legion has lost the support of world -soul, and they no longer have the ability to regenerate at super speed.
Demons who die on the battlefield must enter the Twisting Nether loading screen and wait in line for a long resurrection period; at least they will not be able to participate in this final battle.
The situation on the main battlefield took a turn for the better because Burning Legion's reserves were cut off.
The death of the Antoran Commander Council left the Burning Legion without command and control. Knowing that they could no longer be resurrected at will, the inherently chaotic demons began to plot and no longer charged forward with the same fearless valor as before.
In the heat of war, even a small change can cause a huge shift in the entire situation.
As the saying goes, "a single hair can move the whole body," and sensing that the enemy's defensive strength and military discipline were rapidly deteriorating, Jarod immediately committed all his reserve forces, preparing to tear through the demons' defenses in one fell swoop and destroy their last shred of morale.
Antorus is the stronghold of the Burning Legion. Once it is breached by the allied forces, the demons' will to resist will plummet.
The mentality of the Legion fleet reinforcements, who are still fighting outside Argus orbit, will also change as a result.
Andreas, preoccupied with his battle against Argus the Destroyer, had no interest in the situation on the main battlefield.
The giant scythe in the silent Argus' hand has the power to absorb souls when it is swung, and Andreas and Azshara are very surprised by the power that the Destroyer wields.
The Titans, hastily hatched, possess the power of soul and death.
The stubborn Illidan wanted to join the battle, but the raging soul storms within the arena made it difficult for him to get close.
As Argus swung his scythe, Illidan felt as if his soul was being sucked out.
Still shaken, Demon Hunter had no choice but to withdraw from the midfield, leaving the battle to Andreas and Azshara.
Not to mention Illidan, even Andreas, a god, could sense a tremendous threat from Argus' scythe.
He had a feeling that once he was hit by this scythe, not to mention the physical damage, his soul would also be damaged.
Chaos Power's creative power coalesced into an incredibly strong shield before Andreas.
Argus is not as strong as Aggramar, and his scythe is not as physically destructive as Tsarach's, so he cannot break through Andreas' defense for the time being.
Since Andreas was in charge of defense, Azshara took over the responsibility of attacking.
The spatial rift torn open by Azshara's dimensional slash threatens Argus. Once he is sucked into the rift, even as a Titan, he will find it difficult to escape in an instant, which will give Azshara and Andreas an excellent opportunity to attack.
"Oh oh oh oh!"
Argus, who had remained silent until now, finally broke into a meaningless roar as he faced a difficult battle where he was at a disadvantage.
"pain!"
The scythe, its attack range suddenly expanded by the amplified soul energy, slashed a crack in the giant shield constructed by Andreas.
Andreas' expression changed, and he immediately increased the injection of Chaos Power to repair the damage on the shield.
"sad!"
With another swift movement, he slashed the shield, the soul power inherent in the weapon beginning to permeate the shield formed by Chaos Power.
"despair!"
Argus, who had been silent until now, suddenly revealed a ferocious expression on the lower half of his face, the only part of his face visible outside his helmet, as he slammed his scythe, imbued with all his strength, heavily onto the Chaos Shield, which had been reinforced multiple times.
"clang!"
Gritting his teeth, he barely managed to block Argus' self-sacrificing attack. Countless cracks appeared on the huge shield, as if the entire shield would shatter completely at any moment.
Azshara seized the opportunity when Argus was recovering his energy, and with afterimages appearing in a series of casting gestures, he amplified the power of his spells with the help of these gestures.
"This is the end, Destroyer!"
Argus' clasped hands slowly pulled apart, one above the other, and the space centered on him began to collapse. Argus struggled unwillingly, trying to break free from the suction force caused by the collapse of space.
In the end, he was still unable to escape Azshara's great spell. His hands, which were holding the scythe, were first sucked into the spatial rift. As his body was sucked in, it underwent a strange flattening phenomenon, turning into a paper-like shape as if it had suffered a dimensional reduction attack.
"This world will surely be destroyed!"
Finally, uttering a nonsensical rant, the Annihilator Argus, who had endured countless hardships, was completely transformed into a two-dimensional object and sucked into a spatial rift. Azshara hurriedly cast a spell to close the dangerous rift.
"Phew~"
Andreas dispersed the shattered Chaos Shield and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"If the underdeveloped Argus is this difficult to deal with, it's hard to imagine how powerful Sargeras, Pantheon's once most powerful warrior, would be..."
Azshara also took a heavy breath. "Now that things have come to this, you're not going to back down, are you?"
"How could that be?"
Andreas smiled and shook his head, then looked up at a strange device that Argus was guarding behind him.
"This battle against Sargeras is a fight to the death; there is no third way to resolve it."
After letting out a long breath, Andreas composed himself and walked to the device.
Having discussed technical issues with Hataru for a long time, Andreas had already gained a considerable understanding of Eredar technology. After fiddling with it for a while, he roughly understood the principle and function of the device.
" Sargeras must have used it to set off for Azeroth. Let's get ready to go too. This thing relies on Argus..." Driven by the residual energy of Azeroth, it should be usable once more.
Andreas looked at Illidan and Azshara seriously. "Following the route preset by this shuttle device, we should be able to follow Sargeras to the outside of Azeroth atmosphere. The final battle is about to begin. Prepare yourselves mentally."
...
As Andreas and his two companions prepared to follow Sargeras back to Azeroth, Shandris and the other members of the demigod squad emerged from Antorus in the opposite direction.
As soon as Kiljaeden appeared, he used his ultimate move, Thousand Souls of Darkness, to collect a large number of demon souls.
Antorus The Burning Throne has been breached, and Sargeras is nowhere to be found. Are you still planning to continue your pointless resistance?
As Kiljaeden said, the Burning Throne, guarded by the demon army, was breached from the inside, making it pointless for them to continue guarding the entrance.
Demons are opportunists who change their allegiance at the slightest provocation. Seeing that Sargeras' power was waning, many demons knelt down on the spot and submitted to Kiljaeden.
Turalyon cautiously distanced itself from Kiljaeden. The era of Sargeras had passed, but the demon lord Kiljaeden still existed.
If he were to turn against the Allied forces, Azeroth Allied Forces would inevitably suffer enormous losses, caught completely off guard.
Velen wasn't as wary as Turalyon. Based on his understanding of Kiljaeden and the feelings Kiljaeden had revealed during their long conversation, the prophet already had a good idea of Kiljaeden's next move.
The two sides, who had maintained close cooperation during the attack on Antorus, separated sharply, with the remnants of the Burning Legion, under the leadership of Kiljaeden, confronting Azeroth Allied Forces.
" Warriors of Azeroth, it's time for you to leave."
Kiljaeden said calmly, "Leave Argus. Without the support of the Soul of the World, this dying planet is about to meet its end. You have won the clash of the two expeditions."
Velen sighed softly, took one last deep look at Kiljaeden, and resolutely turned to walk towards the landing Tempest Keep.
"He's right, Argus' demise is already on the countdown."
"Let's go back, let's go back to our own home."
" Azeroth ".
With Sargeras having left his lair early, Andreas and his team defeated Aggramar and Argus the Destroyer, and the demigod assault team took the opportunity to raid the entire Antorus.
All the Legion commanders who remained in Antorus were eliminated one by one by this elite squad. After losing contact with the Antorus command, the Legion fleets that came to support from various star systems began to back down.
As Kiljaeden subdued and restrained the remaining demons, the first instance of numerous fel warships from outside the planet turning tail and fleeing finally emerged.
Under the influence of herd mentality, the originally united fleet quickly fell apart due to disagreements.
The aftereffects of losing the command of the Antoran Command Council began to erupt on a large scale, and Tyrande and his men, who were struggling to hold on under the siege of countless Fel Warships, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, Andreas, Azshara, and Illidan are rapidly returning to Azeroth using the hyperspace teleportation device left behind by Sargeras.
This teleportation channel has greatly enhanced the teleportation speed, raising the physical requirements for the recipient to an extremely high level.
Sargeras himself possesses an incredibly strong Titans body, so this pressure is just a minor issue for him.
As gods, Andreas and Azshara possess divine bodies and can withstand the pressure without much trouble, but Illidan, who is still in the demigod realm, is having a harder time.
The bizarre and grotesque sights and the overwhelming sense of oppression within the teleportation tunnel made him extremely uncomfortable, but the fiercely competitive Demon Hunter didn't utter a sound and gritted his teeth to endure it.
About a minute later, the rapidly changing scenery in the three people's field of vision finally settled.
Before them lay a beautiful, azure planet, from which they could also see the clouds flowing within its atmosphere and the azure ocean that occupied more than half of the planet's space.
However, amidst this magnificent planetary landscape, a discordant, enormous figure stands out.
It was a red-skinned giant with wings on his back and long, curved demonic horns on his head, who was frantically slashing at Azeroth with a burning broken sword in his hand.
Every attack from the giant demon was deflected by the invisible defensive barrier on the planet's outer layer, and the red-skinned demon, his face contorted with rage, swung his flaming sword with increasing fury.
Illidan was still a little dizzy, but when he saw the giant demon, his mouth opened into a grin, revealing a mouthful of demonic fangs.
" Sargeras, I've finally caught you."
...
Azeroth's planetary defense barrier appeared impregnable, but the chief administrator remaining in Ulduar... Odyn dared not be negligent in the slightest.
If Andreas hadn't repeatedly reminded them before leaving to keep Forge of Wills and Forge of Wills running at maximum power at all times to provide enough energy for the planet's protective barrier, Sargeras' sudden attack might have actually succeeded.
Odyn's booming voice rang out beside the Forge of Wills, broadcasting throughout Ulduar via the Mimiron- made radio, and even Freya, who was stationed in the Hall of Origin, could hear it clearly through the connection established between the two Titans facilities.
"Monitor the operation of the two furnaces closely and report any abnormalities to Mimiron immediately!"
Odyn, through Mimiron, a surveillance device set up outside the planet, could directly observe Sargeras' increasingly violent attacks on Azeroth.
" Mimiron, how long is the planetary barrier expected to last?"
"It can only last for another fifteen minutes at most."
The usually carefree Mimiron was unusually serious at this moment. He said with concern, "Due to the direct connection between Argus and Azeroth, the Twisting Nether feature on the other side has inevitably infiltrated."
" Sargeras used the properties of Twisting Nether to forcibly absorb the remaining energy of the planet Argus, thereby enhancing its offensive destructive power in a short period of time."
"Tsk!"
Odyn clicked his tongue impatiently. "Just as Andreas predicted, this expedition is a double-edged sword. While raiding the enemy's base, it also exposed our own position without reservation."
Through the observation equipment set up by Mimiron, Odyn and the other Keepers who stayed behind in Azeroth simultaneously observed some anomalies outside the planet. A barely perceptible flash of light suddenly appeared behind Sargeras, who was still trying to break through the barrier.
Mimiron, who had been staring at the main control panel screen, reported excitedly, "It's the energy fluctuations from Andreas and Azshara! They've returned just in time!"
...
Leaving Illidan, whose mind was spinning, to catch his breath, Andreas and Azshara accelerated toward Sargeras, which was even larger than the planet Azeroth.
After several teleportations, the two traversed vast distances in the universe to arrive in the starry sky not far from Sargeras.
Seeing the Titans up close makes you appreciate their awe-inspiring presence even more.
The colossal demon, reaching to the heavens and the earth, unleashed a torrent of energy with each swing of its giant sword, causing raging flames to burn fiercely in the oxygen-deprived universe.
There's no time to complain about how Sargeras managed to ignite in a vacuum and enter attack range at the same time Andreas and Azshara attacked together.
Andreas immediately entered his avatar state, and three pairs of seemingly tangible gray wings grew from his back.
Through the spatial passage opened by Azshara, Andreas flapped his wings and sent countless feathers flying toward the other side of the passage.
These seemingly endless gray energy wings surrounded Sargeras, who was fiercely slashing at the barrier with his sword.
"Um?"
Noticing the strange phenomenon beside him, Sargeras paused slightly and, out of instinct, extended his left hand to place a layer of Fel Energy shield on his body.
Andreas did not know what Sargeras' powers were before; since his fall, the sovereign power of the Bronze Titans had been fixed as fire.
The green flames of Fel Energy could be clearly seen on the shield surrounding his body, and the chaotic beams emitted by his gray wings collided violently with the defensive shields deployed by Sargeras.
The destructive power of Chaos Power was truly unparalleled. Apart from the attack that Sargeras blocked with his gorribal, thousands of beams of light added numerous wounds to Fallen Titan's body.
Unfortunately, these scattered beams of light were not powerful enough to inflict any superficial damage on the heavily armored Sargeras.
Even so, Sargeras, who had previously been indifferent to the enemy's attacks, changed his attitude as a result.
In his memory, he had only experienced the concept of his own body being injured during his battle with Pantheon.
Although Sargeras ultimately won through a sneak attack, his victory was far from easy.
His fellow Pantheon, whose strength was equal to that of Fallen Titan, inflicted great damage on him. It took Sargeras several thousand years to fully recover, and he missed the best opportunity to capture Titans' soul on the spot.
Since then, no one in the material universe has been able to harm Fallen Titan's physical form.
During the first invasion of Azeroth, Sargeras had to shrink his size and suppress his power in order to enter the planet's interior, and as a result, he was cut by some unknown green-skinned ants, leaving a negligible wound.
Using an avatar to infiltrate Azeroth and suffer defeat was part of his planned strategy, and Sargeras was completely unconcerned about the avatar's failure.
But now he was using his true form at full power, and yet someone was able to hurt him under these circumstances. Sargeras' anger burned fiercely like flames engulfing his entire body.
"You ignorant ants! Come out here!"
The divine weapon gorribal slashed fiercely into the invisible void, and the space around the sword was forcibly distorted by the powerful force.
Azshara, tens of kilometers away, suddenly changed his expression and forced himself to close the spatial passage in front of him, despite his discomfort.
"boom!"
Even though Azshara reacted quickly enough, some flames still managed to seep into the two of them through the passage that wasn't completely closed.
Andreas took the initiative to stand in front, his wings in his transformed state enveloping the two of them. Flames swept over Andreas' wings, and the violent energy collision produced an explosive reaction force, pushing the two of them far away from their original positions.
"brush!"
Spreading his wings to dispel the remaining flames, Andreas looked solemnly at the Demon King in the distance. Sargeras had already located their position using his flame-based positioning abilities.
"So they were two arrogant and ignorant gods."
Sargeras let out a contemptuous laugh, a sound so loud it could be clearly heard even in the vacuum of space.
Sargeras' fall into demonic form has not weakened his powerful essence as a Bronze Titan; the flesh wounds inflicted by Andreas' attack are rapidly healing.
Andreas released Azshara and sighed helplessly, "As expected, it's difficult to inflict enough damage on him without gathering your strength."
Azshara quickly switched his hand gestures while casting a spell, adding with an equally solemn expression, "Our goal was never to defeat him. No one in the material world has combat power that surpasses Sargeras."
"That's right." Andreas braced himself, preparing to deal with Sargeras' attack. "Our goal is simply to buy time, as long as we hold out until Pantheon completes the sealing preparations."
"Don't let your guard down for a second! We've overcome countless difficulties, let's not let ourselves capsize in this final battle!"
"snort!"
Azshara smiled confidently. "Who do you think you're talking to? Mind your own business. I've finally found a suitable partner, and I don't want to be a widow so soon."
...
In the Pantheon Hall, apart from Eonar who was in good condition, the other five Titans were leaning haphazardly against their thrones.
Just as Eonar and Andreas had predicted, the attack on Argus drew away most of the garrison around Pantheon.
Having spent countless years idly guarding this place, the Legion's demons had long since lowered their guard. When Eonar led his brethren into Pantheon, the Legion's demons left behind in the nearby star systems did not react at all.
"Phew~"
Amanthul, the father of the gods, struggled to sit up by the armrest of his chair and glanced around at his fellow gods.
After receiving treatment from Eonar, Norgannon, Khazgorite, and Gorgonais, who were also suffering from the torment of the Witch, were able to barely sustain the complete sealing ritual, but Aggramar's poor condition greatly worried the five of them.
The Avengers' soul and will were first shattered and forcibly twisted by Sargeras, and then they suffered secondary damage due to the shattering of their new bodies.
Even after Eonar had given him one-on-one treatment for a period of time, his aura was still much weaker than the other Titans.
After sitting up straight, Amanthul asked in a deep voice, " Aggramar, can you still hold on?"
"But... uh!"
Aggramar tried several times to sit up straight on his throne, but weakness and powerlessness from the depths of his soul prevented him from doing so.
Eonar said worriedly, "No, he needs more time to recover."
"There is only one chance. If Aggramar cannot accurately control his own power, it is likely to fail if he rashly activates the seal."
Amanthul leaned back in his chair with his eyes slightly closed. "It's up to you, my wife. Get him back to basic mobility as soon as possible. Andreas and the others probably won't be able to hold out against Sargeras for long."
"Don't worry."
Aggramar slumped back in his chair, a forced smile playing on his lips.
"I can feel a familiar soul returning. Perhaps the deity from Azeroth will bring us some surprises."
Eonar continued healing Aggramar with green light emanating from his hands, a reproachful expression on his face. "Don't talk, just focus on healing. We can only trust them now."
...
"Drink it!"
Sargeras' powerful slashes left twisting trails of flame in the universe, and Andreas and Azshara struggled to dodge his space-distorting attacks.
"Are you kidding me!"
With a tense expression, Azshara couldn't help but exclaim, "To be able to affect spatial stability with pure power, this guy's strength is just too extraordinary!"
Andreas flapped his wings in his avatar form, keeping the raging flames five meters away from his body.
"What else do you think? Although he benefited somewhat from the sneak attack, Sargeras did indeed wipe out Pantheon's Titans back then, and he probably doesn't have his full strength yet."
Sargeras destroyed the Titans ' divine bodies in one fell swoop with the Fel Energy storm that swept across the entire cosmos. Perhaps out of concern for the nearby Azeroth, Sargeras has not taken the same crazy action now, which can be considered as restraint.
If a cataclysmic Fel Energy storm is unleashed, Andreas and Azshara will certainly not survive, but Azeroth will also be affected.
Sargeras' goal was not to destroy Azeroth, but to corrupt Azeroth, which possessed the greatest potential, and make her work for him.
As Andreas and Azshara struggled to withstand Sargeras' powerful attacks, the tsarach that Andreas had been carrying on his back suddenly emitted a scorching heat.
Although the high temperature wasn't enough to burn Andreas' divine body, it still attracted his attention.
" Tsarach? What's going on?"
Sartharon, who was hanging from Andreas' waist, said in a strange tone, " Andreas, the broken sword on your back seems to have made contact with the spirit of a weapon whose whereabouts are unknown. Do you still remember that legend that has spread throughout the universe?"
'legend...'
Andreas' heart skipped a beat, and he flapped his wings in the opposite direction to get out of Sargeras' attack range. " Azshara, buy me some time. The situation seems to have taken a turn for the better."
Azshara nodded solemnly. "I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee how long I can hold out."
With his spatial powers fully unleashed, Azshara used the spatial prison he had used against Aggramar once again.
Sargeras' massive body was suddenly and forcibly sealed by a spatial cage. As Azshara, covered in sweat, reduced the space between his hands, Sargeras' size was also compressed within the space.
"Using such petty tricks!"
Squeezed into a ball, Sargeras roared and tried to stretch its body, and red and green flames surged out, creating cracks in the spatial prison.
Andreas pulled the tsarach from his back as quickly as possible, closed his eyes, and tried to feel the call from the endless universe.
Sensing Tsarach's clear response, the weapon spirit, which had been circling in the universe, finally determined its direction and broke through space to rush rapidly toward the direction of Azeroth.
"Could it be..."
Andreas had a sudden inspiration and looked up at the gorribal in Sargeras' hand.
Sargeras, temporarily imprisoned in the spatial cage, had no time to pay attention. At this moment, the broken sword also began to flicker with a faint, almost imperceptible light.
'I see. So, here's the question.'
Andreas scratched his head in frustration. 'How am I supposed to take his weapon from Sargeras?'
The gorribal remained firmly in Sargeras' grasp; Fallen Titan was unlikely to easily relinquish his weapon of choice, which he had used for many years.
Andreas frowned as he looked at the spatial cage where the cracks were widening. " Azshara, can you find a way to separate the weapon from Sargeras' hand?"
"arms?"
Azshara, unleashing his full spatial divine power, didn't even turn his head. "You want his weapon... Ah, I see."
Azshara's gaze shifted to the flaming greatsword held in Sargeras' right hand. "I'll give it a try."
"ha!"
Sensing that the spatial cage binding him had suddenly weakened, Sargeras struggled and unleashed a torrent of Fel Energy flames.
Andreas will move in front of Azshara, its six wings folding together in front of it to help Azshara, who is temporarily unable to move, block Sargeras' attack.
It wasn't that Azshara had relaxed her control over the spatial prison, but rather that she had focused her control on a few key points.
Although Sargeras had broken free of his restraints, he felt strange sensations in his hands, feet, and the demon horns on his head, as if someone had separated parts of his body from his original form.
The demon horns were a symbol of Sargeras' corruption, and he was very concerned about them. He immediately focused his attention on his head, trying to regain control of the horns.
Azshara's golden eyes lit up, and he immediately changed his hand gestures, concentrating all spatial power into Sargeras' right hand.
Distracted, Sargeras couldn't keep up with Azshara's speed for a moment, and a sharp pain suddenly shot through his fingers gripping the weapon.
The four fingers, excluding the little finger, were severed at the middle joint by the fractured space, and the gorribal, which was originally held tightly in the hand, drifted into the universe as a result.
"An opportunity! Andreas!"
Without Azshara's prompting, Andreas had already activated Shadowmeld and arrived beside Sargeras.
Upon close contact with Sargeras, the surging fiery divine power caused Andreas to pause in his movements, as these Fel Energy flames began to erode his body through the Chaos Shield surrounding him.
'As expected, there's still a significant gap in strength.'
Andreas, suppressing his discomfort, hoisted the massive gorribal with both hands and vanished back into the shadow space.
"You ant, how dare you!"
Sargeras furiously swung his fist in the direction Andreas had disappeared, the extremely compressed force causing the recently closed shadow space to shake violently.
"Pfft~"
Andreas, who reappeared beside Azshara, coughed up a small mouthful of blood. Sargeras ' attack, though not a direct hit, still caused him some damage.
After slightly adjusting his breathing to suppress his injuries, Andreas used Chaos Power to shrink Sargeras' version of gorribal.
"when!"
The Staff of Ganir swung their grey light blades and cut off the hilt that Sargeras had artificially added, while Andreas pieced together the broken pieces of gorribal and tsarach.
Seeing this, Sargeras naturally understood the other party's intentions. He was filled with shock and anger and rushed over, attempting to kill the two audacious gods before the broken sword could be reforged.
"Don't even think about it! Stop right there!"
Azshara was exhausted, but she still mustered her remaining strength to construct a spatial barrier in an attempt to block Sargeras' charge.
"Your skills are worthless, get out of my way!"
Azshara punched the hastily erected spatial barrier, scattering countless spatial fragments into the universe. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Azshara's mouth due to the backlash of the spell.
"Ding~"
Unlike Sargeras' countless forced attempts before, when Andreas brought the two broken swords close together, gorribal and tsarach automatically spliced together.
At the same time, a faint, semi-transparent light suddenly flashed from the distant stars. Before the four people present could react, the light swiftly entered the docked weapon.
Sargeras, who had already unleashed a fiery fist, suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. Without time to think, Fallen Titan, with his rich combat experience, instinctively withdrew his fist and flapped his wings to dodge in the opposite direction.
"Clang!"
A crisp sword cry rang out eerily in the vacuum, and a slash mark that tore through space landed where Sargeras had just pulled back his fist.
Sargeras' face grew increasingly grim as he felt relieved. Had he not stopped in time, even his Titans body would have been injured by that attack that severed space.
Unlike Sargeras, which warps space with its power, this clean and decisive mark truly severs the connection between spaces, and no defense can stop it.
Sargeras, who had used this ability countless times, knew very well that his worst fears had come true.
" ghuun ".
As Sargeras murmured in surprise, Andreas stared in astonishment at the longsword in his hand that had completely transformed.
In Aggramar's hands, tsarach is a broad-bladed two-handed greatsword, while gorribal is a standard two-handed longsword.
But what Andreas was holding in his hand at this moment was a thick-bladed, one-handed straight sword.
The sword is engraved with numerous runes inscribed with the Titan script, and even just holding it in your hand, you can feel the powerful force emanating from the sword.
"Is this Ghuun?"
Andreas examined the longsword with surprise. In his haste, he couldn't decipher the meaning of the Titans inscription on the blade, but the sword's appearance seemed to have nothing to do with destroying the world.
"Young deity, are you my new master?"
A deep, resonant voice emanated from the weapon, its gender indistinguishable, but judging from the tone, it seemed to belong to a rather calm and dignified weapon spirit, fundamentally different from the flamboyant and unrestrained Sartharon.
Andreas glanced at ghuun, then fixed his gaze back on Sargeras, whose expression was unpredictable.
"Although I don't know how long I can keep you, at least for now, I should be considered your master."
ghuun's weapon spirit chuckled with a sigh, "Hehe~ After wandering the universe for countless years, I have finally found a new master again. This journey has been far too long."
"Master, please do not belittle yourself. Now that I have acknowledged your legitimacy, no one can take me away from you, not even the Titans."
The sword automatically pointed towards the powerful Fel Energy it sensed. "I never expected my first battle after my comeback would be against my former master. I guess this is karma."
"Master, please use me as you see fit. Ghuun will eliminate all threats in your path. Please remember my title— Dark Arbiter."
"If you ever stray from the right path, what happened to Sargeras will happen again. Please remember this lesson."
Andreas gripped the hilt of Ghuun and nodded firmly. "I know, Dark Arbiter. Let me see your power!"
Raising the tsarach, which was gradually emitting light, Andreas, having never systematically learned the art of swordsmanship, poured Chaos Power into the ghuun and casually swung the sword horizontally.
"cut!"
"Haha! The world-shaking Chaos Power, I'm increasingly convinced that my encounter with my master was no accident!"
Amid ghuun's hearty laughter, Sargeras leaned back as if facing a formidable enemy, dodging the gray sword energy that flashed through the air. The chilling threat of death that grazed his cheek made him no longer dare to be as arrogant and conceited as before.
The Titans hiding in Pantheon are watching the battle through Azeroth surveillance equipment activated by Norgannon.
Aggramar, who had recovered considerably, laughed heartily, and even his persistent coughing did not stop him from laughing heartily.
" The Dark Arbiter has finally reappeared, and the material universe now has a new maintainer of order!"