Titan Tour of Azeroth

The sensation caused by Elune slowly calmed down. At this moment, the grandmother was standing on the high platform that was urgently added to her, staring happily below, waiting for the enthronement ceremony to continue.

A large number of synchronized live crystal shots were directed at Elune's obscure energy incarnation, and all the people watching in Surama City and Darnassus suddenly made another sensation.

This is the moon **** Elune, another true **** in the world of Azeroth!

Unlike Lord Sarodal, who was always keen to participate in the mortal world, and has no hint of the gods, Elune is mysterious, except that the leader of the moon priestess can communicate with her. No one has heard her voice or seen her incarnation.

Therefore, the lunar **** with a relatively low sense of existence has often been thrown into the deepest memory by the mortal race.

After all, when it comes to the gods, the first thing I think of is the extremely active and often irritated Titan, Sarodal.

However, there is also a rumor that the moon **** Elune is actually the Titan **** bred in the core of the world of Azeroth. The moon **** is just her projection.

This view is also supported by many people, and the Lord Zorodar did not express any opinion on this, so it has aggravated the market for this argument.

"Steel tribe, move on!"

Grom's roar spread throughout the square at this time, and the six steel Gorons leading were in a triangle formation, slowly moving his mountain-like body forward.

The black dragon cavalry hovered over the square, shouting with the guns in their hands.

The Iron Horde has completely turned into a black armored torrent. A team of Iron Star launchers lined up behind Goron, and the force that pressed the battle made everyone on the scene wide their eyes.

A large scorpion made entirely of steel made a rattling sound, the tail was raised high, the tip of the tail was a laser emission tube like a jet, and the two front paws were a huge circular saw on one side and a non-stop Rotating sharp drill bit.

Armed orc soldiers covered in black armor were riding on the backs of steel war scorpions, and adjusted the angle of the machine gun in front of them, with the muzzle facing the sky.

The messenger groups from the northern kingdom all showed extremely disgusted expressions, some radicals even made rude gestures to the orcs, and the messenger group of the southern alliance was staring at the completely steely tribal army in front of them with interest.

The representatives of the new tribe are the current chieftain Durotan and his son Guille who reunited with him. Of course, the human woman Taresa also sat comfortably beside Guille.

"Grom ... Kargas ..." Durotan looked at the two old friends who had become death knights on the shoulders of Iron Gron with emotion.

"Saar, are these steel tribes and our new tribe two tribes?" Taresa stared curiously at the Iron Goron Giant and asked Thrall.

Durotan frowned, and turned to look at the human woman who saved his son to some extent.

"Taresa, my son's name is Guy, don't call that insulting name from human beings anymore!"

Then Durotan saw Taresa lowered her head in fear, and realized that she was a little stern, so she continued to speak with a gentle voice.

"I just remind you, maybe your old habits didn't change so quickly, which I understand, I also respect and thank you very much, Taresa ... Your care and help of Guy I will never forget, new The tribe is your home, no one will disrespect you, of course, our orcs may speak louder, but this does not mean that there is any malicious, so be brave, you are now free, with dignity, no It was the noble mistress of the past who had been slaughtered. "

Thrall also pinched Taresa's shoulder, expressing comfort.

"Father, I will not forget the name Thrall, which represents everything I have endured in the past, which also made me extremely strong. Thrall is indeed a slave, but I will continue to use this name, I will Will tell those enemies who are malicious to the orcs that we will not be defeated. "

Durotan looked at his son helplessly, then sighed heavily.

For his only son, he felt that he owed him a lot, so he often couldn't bear to reject his son's ideas and persistence.

At this time, all the personnel on the field arrived, and Sokresa's Fel Corps was not suitable for this occasion, so he did not participate in the ceremony.

Not to mention Gul'dan, no matter what world you are in, or which timeline's Gul'dan, you only know that you are Gul'dan and you are the initiator of the orc war.

Sensitive existences such as the Fel Demon Legion and Gul'dan will have a very bad influence on the reputation of the new empire, so lie down in the dark.

As for Retson's Black Scythe Council. . . Well, this group of warlocks would rather hide behind the scenes.

And after learning that Gul'dan had surrendered in another timeline, the group of warlocks surrounded the old orc all day long and asked, as if to squeeze out all the knowledge he had.

What a joke, this is Gul'dan! Although it is not as powerful as Gul'dan in the main timeline, it is at least the originator of the warlock. If he is willing to guide a little things, it is also extremely useful for the growth of a new generation of warlocks.

"Welcome the God Emperor to come!"

All the forces under the boss Hu started calling in unison. After seeing the relationship between the moon **** Elune and the emperor Sarodal, they also put down their last worries and entanglements, and prayed and called together. stand up.

High in the distance, at this moment, the kingdom of God, Sarodal, which can be seen with the naked eye, began to emit a faint light of divine power. A huge eye of truth condensed on the surface of the planet and looked at Azeroth calmly and majesticly. World, looking at the crowd on Yongye Palace Square.

"Has the night elves' minds been decided? Are my people's minds decided?"

The voice of the rumbling of the gods echoed in the square, interspersed with incomparable depression and horror.

"Heart is decided, welcome the **** emperor to come!" Everyone knelt down on the ground, calling again in unison.

"No, you still have no decision." After all, God's eyes fell silent and began to wait for something.

At this time another team appeared in front of the palace gate, and several women walked in slowly.

Ali Sander is at the forefront, followed by Aurelia and Sylvanas, and finally Turany.

Titan deity is waiting for them to appear, these four gods must also express their attitude and allegiance.

"Ally Sander, representing all the upper-level elf groups, welcomes the arrival of the Night God Emperor, and the Night Empire will flourish forever." The Great Magister knelt on the ground seriously, and a cold voice spread across the square.

God's eyes looked at the Windrunner's sister again. At the moment, there were only the dignity and reason of the gods in the eyes, and no other emotions on weekdays.

Aurelia and Sylvanas also knelt slowly, "Windwalker Ranger, welcome the Emperor."

"I'm on behalf of Dawn Light Casting Delaney ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Welcome to the arrival of the Night God Emperor." Turani also knelt down at the moment and spoke quietly.

Okay, all the forces have sworn allegiance to the Everlasting God, and a highly authoritarian centralized regime was born.

The daring Sylvanas secretly looked up at the god's eyes in the sky, and suddenly felt a sense of divine power filled with spirit, and brought extreme fear and depression.

Time seems to have returned to the day when Quel'Thalas himself summoned the gods for the first time. There was no emotion in God's eyes, only endless reason and high indifference.

The gods will not allow you to disobey him because you are a god, nor will you interfere with his thoughts because of a woman, nor will you accept any betrayal and independence.

Maybe on weekdays, they can casually joke with the gods, make troubles, and even make some blasphemous moves.

However, Sarodar is still a Titan deity, and they are still mortals, so in such a ceremony, there is no emotion, only kneeling.

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