"boom"

The Heart of Darkness, which had recovered from a shriveled state to a slightly plump state, was put into a magic box and closed under the watchful eyes of the mantid heroes.

On top of it were three classic elven magic locks produced by Narthalas Academy. One of the unique keys was taken by Black himself, and the remaining two were given to Supreme Korfan and Windreaver Kerr respectively. Luke.

As the humble human "pet" of the Ancient One, Black Shaw naturally had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of speaking on behalf of the Ancient One when Xal'atath resurrected the Heart of Darkness and almost exhausted all his strength and became weak.

He pointed to the magic box in front of him and said to the group of loyal mantid heroes in front of him:

"Take it back and store it under the Amber Sacred Tree of the Council of Calaxis first. You may need some time to select elite soldiers and generals, and your elders also need such a 'miracle' to show the mantid that the ancient master The return of the

You need to collect the seeds of the sacred Kaipa tree and prepare for the great migration.

The Ancient Venerable has set her sights beyond this world transformed by the Titan false gods. She will lead you to your new world. There is enough land and enough living creatures. The most important thing is that there is There are enemies of the Ancient Ones, and there are challenges left for you.

You can become the king of the world there, or you can abandon the hatred of Pandaria and restart your own civilization there.

The Ancient One doesn't care about this, but she is willing to leave the choice to her loyal servants.

There is no need to force those mantids who are unwilling to leave their homeland, but once they have made their decision, they can no longer follow the glory of the Ancient Ones.

Do you understand?"

A group of mantid heroes looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, their leader, Supreme Korfan, made a sharp insect chirp and said:

"The Klaxxi faction has been serving the Great Reincarnation for tens of thousands of years. This tradition has become a characteristic of our civilization. We are willing to follow the ancient sages to the new world.

But we doubt there are any grindstones out there as good as the Pandaren.

We don’t want the mantid to be unable to give birth to powerful heroes in the future because of the weakness of our opponents. This is simply blasphemy and shame.”

"Ha, good question!"

Blake clapped his hands and said:

"The orc who left just now, Grom Hellscream, comes from the world you are about to go to, and there are many guys as powerful as him in that world."

"That would be perfect."

The Supreme One laughed and it no longer had any problems.

He bowed down to pay tribute to the ancient venerable who was suspended in mid-air, and then he and his fellow heroes carried the box containing the Heart of Darkness and quickly left the sealed place.

They want to use this activated sacred object as a symbol to announce to the entire mantid society the great news that the gods have returned.

After the Mantis demons left, Xalatas, who was suspended in the air and posing mysteriously, suddenly collapsed. She dispersed her smoke body with a wave of exhaustion and turned into a few wisps of black smoke surrounding her. Beside Blake, he complained to the pirates:

"I spent almost all the strength I gained in Pandaria on maintaining that heart. I'm too weak now. I urgently need a rest."

"It's not like I didn't leave the door open for you. Did I close my heart and not let you come back?"

Blake complained, and amid Xal'atath's long-toned laughter, the dark essence quickly attached itself to the stinking pirate's body and returned to his warm heart.

She yawned lazily and said to the pirate with full sleepiness:

"My little master, I thought you wanted to use this Heart of Darkness for yourself, but I didn't expect you to hand it over to me so easily. I'm so touched.

It seems that among your three lovers, you still like me the most, right?"

"You can think so, I really hope you think so."

Black whistled and said:

"Although the facts may make you a little disappointed, as I said before, this is just for the experiment I have been preparing for, the resurrection inspiration I got from Gaboa.

You see, even the Mogu people tried to create demigods controlled by them thousands of years ago. I also want to challenge this project, so as to accumulate enough experience to pave the way for me to become a god.

Although the heart of darkness was given to you and has been connected to your soul, in fact, if you and I are one, that thing is still under my control.

Unless, one day you get tired of me and plan to leave me and take away all the things I have bought for you.

If that happens, I will have no choice but to hold my head and cry."

"Look what you said?"

Xal'atath was very dissatisfied and said:

"How could I leave my little sweet master? You have done so much for me, and I have declared that I no longer belong to the void but to you.

I don't even care that you think of me as your 'little pet'.

Sephiel and Maiev have not done as much for you as I have done, and I am your real girlfriend. However, I was really worried when you mentioned the 'path to becoming a god'.

After all, those who said these words before did not end well."

"That's why I need to accumulate experience. No matter whether it's success or failure, only with enough experience can I verify some of my unique ideas."

Blake glanced back at the completely empty sealed hall. He pushed his owl helmet and said:

"Although there is the mythical inheritance of the Moon Night War God that Ms. Elune has been hinting at, I, a greedy man, still long for more. I know that I can get me what I want by obeying all the arrangements of my white, rich and beautiful boss.

Everything, but this kind of achievement that is given is still not as good as the tomorrow that I earn with my own hands...

Do you think I'm too pretentious? Am I too greedy? "

"No no no."

Xal'atas said seriously:

"The most adorable men are those who are driven. My little master, it really makes me fascinated to see you fighting for your dark ideals. As for pretentiousness, there is definitely some.

How many people have wanted to hold Lady Elune's lap but have never been able to do so, and now you are still wandering around.

You are such an unpredictable guy.

But the more this happens, the more I am attracted to this mysterious man like you. I talk too much about love at once, and the sugar content is too high, which makes me tired.

I'll take a few days off. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do.

Wake me up when you're ready to go to Draenor to find your little Maiev."

After saying that, the Dark Essence made a lovely purring sound and fell asleep.

Blake shrugged and turned to leave this meaningless place. But when he walked out of the sealing hall, he suddenly heard a low and weak voice from the darkness in the corner:

"You, you have obviously been blessed by the gods, why do you choose to go with the darkness?"

"Um?"

The stinky pirate turned around and saw a weak, broken-body Titan guard sitting in the corner.

It is the guardian who has been responsible for guarding this place for nearly a million years.

Its appearance is basically the same as the mogu, but with more decorations. Judging from the time it has existed, this guy is probably one of the "templates" made by the Great Guardian Lai when he originally created the mogu.

In other words, this guy is one of the ancestors of all the mogu in Pandaria.

"I thought you were dead."

Blake flashed past in the form of black smoke and landed right at the feet of the big stone man. He raised his head and looked at the giant whose body was shattered and broken in front of him.

The latter is really miserable.

"Being fully possessed and eroded by the Evil of Pride, almost all the internal cores have been destroyed. You have become weak due to millions of years of defense. You are no longer able to fight against the evil, which has brought you to your current situation.

But your vitality is really tenacious."

The smelly pirate put his hands on his hips and said to the giant in front of him:

"Your name is Norush, right? Are you Rai's servant?"

"I am my master's most loyal guard and his lieutenant!"

When Blake mentioned the name of the Great Guardian, the broken giant immediately straightened his back and spoke his identity in a very honored voice.

He said:

"The master has entrusted me with the most important and heaviest mission.

He told me that taking over this responsibility meant that I would be isolated from the world for eternity, that my name and existence would be forgotten by my brothers and the world, and that I would become a non-existent person.

But I chose to accept it without hesitation.

I know that this is the most glorious thing I can do for the Titan Guardians. Today, I almost failed. I almost failed in my millions of years of guarding.

From this point of view, I should thank you for stopping Y'shaarj's resurgence, outsider.

Your name is Blake?"

"I have many names, and what others call me depends on the complex things I represent in their hearts. Of course, if possible, I would rather you call me Black.

After all, that’s the name I chose for myself.”

Blake looked at the stone giant leaning against the wall in front of him, tilted his head and said:

"Dissipate the Titan energy that you are hiding behind and trying to die with me, loyal guard. I know that you hate me for taking away the Heart of Darkness. You think that my appearance makes you live up to your mission.

But you are just too stupid and too stubborn.

It would be a waste to bury something underground for millions of years that can never be killed. If you give me some time, I will show you how I can use it properly.

But I guess you don't want to discuss this issue with me. The murderous intent in your eyes is no longer concealed. You are really a dedicated and terrifying guardian.

Let's talk about another thing."
To be continued...