MTL - Stratholme God-v2 Chapter 1520 Knock on Titan
Chapter 1520 Knock on Titan
Titan Power! ?
An outsider who holds Starfleet?
At this moment, several Titan Souls in the hall couldn't help but change their colors.
If these mortals were not so fierce, they could kill the core of Sargeras' lair in one fell swoop, and they would even be in a coma.
Even in the past countless years, they can know by their breath that most of these are the descendants of their own creations.
Originally, with the power of control from the depths of their DNA, the Titans were confident in controlling these mortals, but now they are a little uncertain.
A being who also possesses the power of the Titan is watching over his head, writing temptation, reading as threat, what is this wooing? This is the Aixing version - the sword of Damocles hanging over the head!
The Titans must not be reconciled.
It's like you are a leader on earth. After being knocked unconscious by two or five boys and locked in a small dark room, when you wake up, your own sweeping robot has become an elite, and you have given birth to a mutant version of the little robot.
Let you sell your property to the eighteenth generation of the robot vacuum cleaner, are you willing?
Yes, it is important for the Titans to clean up the traitor Sargeras, but it is a knowledge to give these mortals how much power to fight against Sargeras' backhand left here.
The normal operation is that Aman'Thul gives mortals just enough power to kill the two fallen titans behind, which is ideal. It is not unacceptable even for mortals to perish with two fallen titans. Anyway, the Titans can run away, as long as they return to the Pantheon to get their power back, that is the victory of the Titans.
Now a Duke who feels that his power fluctuations are Titan-level intervenes, and the situation is completely different.
There was only one family of Titans before, which was called a seller's market. Although the lives of the Titans were in the hands of mortals to some extent, the Titans mostly used methods to confuse the descendants of their own creations. After all, some secret hands are really imprinted in the DNA. So many Titan creations still follow the orders of the Titans after ten thousand years. Who dares to say that there is no backhand on the mutated humans and dwarves of Azeroth?
is now considered two kinds of bidding, although McDonald's did not show any intention of 'disobeying the ancestors', but for some people, existence is deterrence.
After being pitted by Mr. Sa, Amansur has not regretted one day for ten thousand years. He is so PTSD to Erwuzai.
"Hum! My greatest masterpiece! You don't need to listen to outsiders' slander. What outsiders can give you, our pantheon can still give. Release our souls, and we will give you the power to fight against the fallen titans!" Aman'sur said Like Hong Zhong, every word in his words is full of temptation, and many heroes feel that their instincts hidden deep in their DNA can hardly be overwhelmed.
If it wasn't for McDonald's leading the charge, they would have almost agreed on the spot.
McDonald's was shocked on the surface, but he was actually unmoved.
He bowed again: "How terrible is the power of the fallen! Even Sargeras worships it. O great lord of the gods! This is not the time to be stingy with power, please temporarily lend me the power that can overwhelm the fallen, I will definitely swear to the death for the lords to fight the fallen!"
McDonald's speech was full of arrogance and righteousness.
If it wasn't for this thief who didn't let Aman'sur and his souls come out first, maybe everyone would believe it.
His words, at most, fooled the warm-blooded straightness of King Wa. Which of the heroes present is not the lord of a country, the leader of a clan, or the seven orifices and exquisite hearts who have lived for an unknown number of years?
There is no need to dismantle the McDonald's stage without saying it.
The point is, according to Titan standards, they belong to the Azeroth Star Soul at most, which is the eighth Titan in the legend. There is a big sister backing up, and they are not vainly attacking Amansur behind the street!
The mortals reached an agreement without saying a word, there were bidders, and two fallen titans were watching, how could Amanthul dare to object.
Of course, it is necessary to be the father of the gods on the surface.
His loud voice was full of passion and affirmation: "You are right. Mortal! Report your name, as the great benefactor of the Pantheon, you deserve this gift of power!"
They all threw themselves into the ground. If the Titans want face, opening their mouths and shutting their mouths is a 'gift'!
"I am the Azeroth Alliance leader Macdonald Stratholme!"
McDonald's was quite succinct at this time, raised his hands, and the two artifacts burst into lightning, and the lightning suddenly defeated the fel claws that blessed the Titan's soul.
Don't look at this restraint device, which has imprisoned the souls of the Titans for more than ten thousand years. In fact, it is attracting the evil energy of the planet and forcibly binding their souls.
The device itself is not strong, but the few Destructors!
"Ah——" The Titans made a refreshing sound at the same time. It was the comfort of eating popsicles with the air conditioner in the midsummer of July...
The entire hall shook like a landslide, and dust fell from the top of the hall from time to time.
The feeling that the big summer will fall is quite bad, and many heroes even have the idea of escaping from here.
Fortunately, the shocking scene only lasted for three seconds.
The next moment, the phantoms that were still huge even after being reduced in size were suspended in mid-air.
Just by visual inspection, they were over fifty meters tall.
Fortunately, this is just a virtual image of their souls. In the first second after their freedom, their souls have already flown out of this hellish cage at high speed, towards their mobile pantheon (actually a giant cosmic ship) hidden in the cracks of distant space. boat).
The one in the center of the Titans is naturally Amansur, the father of the gods in a blue robe and a white beard that reaches to the navel.
On his right was the bronze-skinned life-binder Eonar, dressed in cool clothes and not much cloth.
And on his left was their son, Gorgonath, the heavily armoured king of the heavens and the raging waves.
On the outside, is the world shaper and builder Khaz'Gross dressed as a craftsman, and the white-bearded giant who also wears robes - Norgannon, the guardian of the gods of magic and knowledge.
Being stared at by five giant Titans with such a huge body, who are still their ancestors, with far-reaching eyes, it is not fake that the pressure is not low.
For a moment, McDonald thought he had failed.
Amanthul seemed to have reached a consensus with the other four Titans just now.
He first raised his head, stared at Duke in outer space across the void, and then locked his gaze on McDonald's.
"McDonald's! My greatest masterpiece! You... did a great job! This is the power you deserve—" After saying that, Amansur pointed to McDonald and the heroes behind him.
The soft blue light flashed away, and immediately, there was a sudden throbbing in the hearts of every hero...
(end of this chapter)
