MTL - Ranger King of Azeroth-Chapter 876 Argus the Unmaker

  Chapter 876 Argus the Destroyer

With the joint casting of the Titans, when Charlemagne and others opened their eyes again, they were already in a magnificent golden hall. There were seven huge chairs above the hall, and they could even be seen from above the roofless Pantheon. To the beautiful universe dotted with stars.

   "Hoo..."

  Aman'Thul first walked to the chair in the center and sat down with a sigh of relief, "Finally...after countless years of wandering, I finally returned to the Pantheon."

Eonar and others also took their seats according to their own positions. From left to right are Gorganes, Kazgros, Eonar, Aman'Thul, Aggramar, the vacant seat and the last Noah. Gannon.

Needless to say, the vacated seat originally belonged to Sargeras, but it seems that this fallen titan is going to go on the path of extreme madness and never turn back. There is a high probability that this seat will be reserved for Azeroth in the future .

   Aggramar reached out and stroked the armrest of the seat, which was still spotless, and said with a sigh, "I used to be a little tired of the unchanging scenery here, but now I feel very nostalgic for them."

  Charlemagne spread his hands and jokingly said, "People in the world often say that the best is what you can't get. I'm afraid you, Aggramar, also have this mentality."

   Aggramar responded without airs, "Haha, maybe it is true."

   Aman'Thul, who was leaning on the chair in Ge You's paralyzed posture, barely sat upright, interrupted the joke between the two, "Okay, there will be many opportunities to chat later, let's finish the business first."

  The remaining five Titans nodded at the same time. Under the leadership of Aman'Thul, they summoned the strange ball of light to the platform in the center of the Pantheon. Charlemagne and others temporarily left the midfield position to wait and see what happened.

   "I am Aman'Thul, the father of the gods, eternal time! Please bless our compatriots!"

   "Tides and storms, answer my call, Gorgoneth!"

   "The power of life is everywhere, gather here!"

  Starting with this family, the Titans each used their natal powers, and various forces of different nature gradually concentrated around the Argus star soul.

  When the time came, Aman'Thul shouted, "In the name of the Pantheon, wake up, Titan Argus!"

   Dazzling light and shadow effects completely covered the square in the center of the Pantheon, and Charlemagne and the others had to stretch out their hands to cover their eyes.

   When the light disappeared and Charlemagne and the others opened their eyes again, there was already a blue figure holding a huge sickle in both hands standing in the center of the field.

   From his body exuding metallic luster and almost identical Titan-style armor, one can guess that this huge figure that suddenly appeared is Argus.

  However, this titan, whose face was covered by a golden helmet and even his mouth was covered, remained silent after waking up. The titans including Aman'Thul all looked at him nervously.

   Kazgros touched his dwarf-like long beard anxiously and asked in a "whispering voice" "Will he regain consciousness? Or..."

  As soon as he finished his words, Argus's eyes, which were originally closed, shone with a blue aura, as if he had truly regained his consciousness.

  However, his actions silently showed his attitude to the Titans. The sickle in Argus' hand was raised high, aiming at the six Titans slumped on the chair.

   "Sure enough, I still want to fight..."

  Charlemagne sighed helplessly, and shot an energy arrow first to attract Argus' attention.

   "Get ready! This time we are facing a real Titan, and his fighting power will only be stronger than the fallen Aggramar!"

  Aman'Thul shook his head in disappointment, "Sure enough... he has been tortured by Sargeras to the point where he has completely lost his mind. Although it is a pity, but... he can only return to tranquility."

  The act of awakening Argus just now obviously consumed a lot of power that the Titans hadn't fully recovered. At this time, it would be difficult for them to fight in person.

  Gogones took the lead in sitting upright and blessing Charlemagne and others with the power of his storm and tide respectively.

  Kazgros is not far behind, the thick earth barrier covers everyone at the same time, especially Azadas and Onyxia, who also master the power of the earth, get the most bonuses.

  Charlemagne nodded in satisfaction, "It's decided, the meat shield is the two of you, come on!"

  Eonar, who still had enough power, also exerted a strong recovery force for everyone with her own life power, and the blessing of the three titans made the combat effectiveness of the entire team qualitatively improved.

  At this moment, Argus had already turned his attention to Charlemagne who had attacked him just now, and the taciturn titan swung his sickle and sent a long-range sword attack to Charlemagne.

   Unexpectedly, the opponent's sickle could be used like this. Charlemagne dodged it at a critical moment, and when he turned his head to look, a dark gray mark appeared on the ground.

  The weird and dangerous power coming from this trace made everyone understand that this thing should not be touched.

   Only when you really fight can you feel the difficulty of this titan with very strange powers. The power of the opponent seems to be related to death. Whether it is the sickle he wields or a strange ball of light he releases, it exudes a powerful breath of death.

  Tulayang made a mistake in his position and was scratched by the scythe. If it weren't for the life force blessed by Eonar, his hand would have been corroded long ago.

  Life and death, these two forces oppose each other and cancel each other out. Fortunately, Argus' attack can be eliminated by the blessing given by Eonar to some extent, otherwise Oni and Azadas would not be able to withstand it for long.

   But as the battle progressed, everyone discovered a more serious problem. The field had been gradually covered by the fog of death.

  Although most of the people here can fly and fight in the air, as down-to-earth creatures on the ground, they must not be able to exert their full strength in the air.

   "Children of Azeroth, be careful!"

  Gorgones gave a warning, and then summoned a powerful storm in the outfield with all his strength.

  In the area swept by the storm, the fog of death of Argus was gradually washed away, and the venue was restored to cleanliness.

   But seeing Gorgonais' panting appearance, it might be more difficult to get him to use it a second time.

  ‘In other words, it is a bit difficult to end the battle before the field is covered again. '

  Although Argus's metal body had suffered many wounds under the fighting of the Titan Guardian and the Aspect Dragon, but at the same time, his sickle also caused a lot of damage to individuals who were too big to avoid.

  At this time, the movements of the less powerful guardians such as Thorim, Hodir, and Tyr have slowed down significantly.

  Under Raiden's command, they had to withdraw from the front line temporarily, waiting for Eonar's blessing to clear away the power of death and heal them before re-entering.

  Without the restraint of the three guardians, Argus' movements became wider and wider, and he seemed to have gradually become accustomed to the use of his own death power.

  A new type of move began to appear. Charlemagne called it the soul bomb. People who were hit by the soul bomb would continue to be corroded by the power of death. The pain could completely deform a person's movements.

When Onyxia managed to take a shot and exploded fifteen seconds later, causing a lot of damage to her nearby teammates, everyone understood how this thing works, and it must not be used on people. The pile exploded again.

  (end of this chapter)