More than a dozen star spirits like observers appeared next to the Annihilator, using various Titan spells to try to stop the great lord's advance, while Argus itself was caught in the flames and spikes of the annihilation of all things.

, lifted up the war scythe, howled like a trapped animal, and slashed at Tyrion's body.

"No hope! No redemption! Only pain! Pain!!!"

There was a crazy light flashing in the eyes of the skeleton under Argus's mask. He almost tried his best to strike this blow.

But it's all in vain.

"Shua"

The pale blade of light flashed away like lightning beating in the darkness, and time became silent at this moment. Behind Argus the Annihilator, who maintained his chopping posture, the great lord's wrist gently turned, and the pale

The blades of death are like broken feathers of light, spreading endlessly in this dark world of death. Behind Tyrion, on the body of Argus the Destroyer, the cut line of death is like the arrival of death.

The Pale Grasp caused all the pain of Argus the Destroyer to disappear at this moment.

Together with the arcane spirits summoned by Argus, they also turned into the purest arcane light and dissipated in all directions.

"Bang"

The huge body of the Annihilator fell on the ground of the death realm, and his torn and glued soul finally found rest.

The high lord turned around and looked down at the lifeless body of the Titan. He put on the black eyepatch on his left eye again, and then let out a sigh.

"Hope will be conceived in your death."

"Your body will carry Elune's soul. I can't give you real salvation, Destroyer, but at least you can see with your own eyes the failure of Sargeras' cruel fantasy."

"Rest in peace."

The High Lord's hands were re-crossed on his abdomen, as if he were performing a mass of death.

But just when he was about to restrain the Titan's body, a faint, pure soul fragment with arcane power appeared at the heart of the body, which made the great lord raise his eyebrows.

He reached out to pick it up and put it to his ear

He can hear the prayers from Argus, from this broken world

That seems to represent the final rebirth and redemption that still exists amidst the ashes of despair.

This soul fragment belonging to Argus the Destroyer may be the last clear consciousness of Argus's world spirit, like a weak person with only his last breath left, but still instinctively yearning for recovery and redemption.

The high lord looked at the soul fragment in his hand. He was a little undecided for a moment, and then he looked at Azeroth through the fog of the dead world.

After a while, an idea slowly took shape in his mind.

"You will see, Sargeras."
Chapter completed!