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At this time, many soldiers have been stationed here, and the outer prison has been opened.

"Master priest, the guardians inside have been awakened, trying to rush out, what shall we do?"

"Suppress them, these guardians with broken brains are not worthy to live in this world!"

"Yes."

The army started deep meat continuously.

The curse of fallen flesh and blood constantly rushed out, including Loken, the fallen Titan.

"Kill these invaders, they are the scourge of Azeroth!"

Facing Loken's madness, Arthas sneered: "Even the Protoss is on our side. It's really an idiot with a broken brain. Kill me..."

Nesario rushed out directly with a sword.

It wasn't until Loken died that he completely awoke.

"I am the guardian appointed by the Titans, I am not wrong... the wrong one is Odin...".

Chapter 657 Algalon was reduced to a prisoner and N'Zoth was cursed!

Following Loken's death, a message was sent from the control room.

Black Dragon King Nesario asked: "Does it need to be intercepted?"

Arthas shook his head, what could a trivial signal mean.

It's not necessary at all.

"Continue to clean up this laboratory, Azeroth doesn't need those **** Titans to point fingers at all!"

This sentence is something the Protoss also wants to say.

Although in the early days because of the advent of the Void Lord.

It made her very uncomfortable.

But these titans are not good ~ birds!

Randomly interfere with the operation of the planet, and want to create perfect creatures, there is no end to the beauty of Titans.

Made by yourself-can things be perfect?

The answer is naturally no!

What is incomplete is always incomplete when it is manufactured.

With the efforts of the believers of Eternal Gods, Ulduar's periphery has been completely cleaned up, and the rest of the guardians in the inner hall have walked out one after another.

The guardian except Tyre.

It's all out.

Freya, Mimiron, Thorim, Hodir.

The four guardians came out with an army of flesh and blood in a frantic manner.

Yogg-Saron knew that his end had come.

Therefore, if you want to delay time at all costs, the bodies of these four guardians have been injected with a large amount of dark energy in the tentacles.

Originally they were just under control.

Depravity of mind.

Now it is the flesh plus the gods.

Holding the long sword, Arthas rushed directly in front of Freya, and the sword fell into the opponent's mind.

"Everyone move faster!"

"Yes."

The lethality of the mixed army of humans and dragons is very strong, even if Yogg-Saron sends out the faceless and the fallen tentacle monsters.

Still not their opponent.

Just ten minutes.

All four guardians are dead!

And Ulduar's defensive line has all been opened!

A few minutes later, Arthas came to the depths of the earth and looked straight at the nightmare king!

"Your struggle is completely useless, my master will eventually destroy this world!!!"

"Without mind control and no servants, you are not as good as the toilet now! Now I have asked Azeroth to kill this waste personally."

Arthas bowed with everyone.

A ray of light appeared in this basement.

When the light dissipated, Yogg Saron saw a girl in a colorful dress.

She is not as crude as those Titans.

It was a bit soft and beautiful like an oriental, but at this time, the star-like eyes were full of anger.

"Humph...it's been parasitic on my body, you're very proud of it..."

"You... are you a protoss on this planet? No... it's impossible, you shouldn't show up!!!"

"Heh...you should have seen the creator not long ago, in front of that adult, everything is possible, so ah...you can go to die!!"

Azeroth opened his little hand.

A terrible arcane torrent envelops Yogg-Saron.

The monster Pan Heng had been here for ten thousand years was finally picked up, even though the opponent was struggling madly.

But facing the angry star spirit.

It is just a parasite!

Accompanied by a strong grip of the small white hand, this so-called thousand-faced demon was finally killed.

And there is no place to be buried.

The core was shattered by the torrent.

In that arcane, there is still a terrible eternal power.

Arthas was keenly aware of this, and a smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

With the death of Yogg-Saron, the ancient gods on the planet were only fragments of Pandaria, and then N'Zoth.

"Huh... finally killed this bug. If you want me to say that the titans are also idiots, besides the seal, don't you wonder if the guards will also be corrupted?"

Looking at the protagonist who was complaining, Arthas smiled and said: "Don't be angry, you will be better next, let's go to the deep sea next, kill N'Zoth is basically the end, right?"

"No... there is also an artificial ancient **** in Zandalar. You don't know how wicked the Titans are. This group of completely brainless guys used various experiments to create an ancient god--- G'huun.

Had I not been able to come out at the time, I would have killed those idiots..."

Thinking of this, Azeroth couldn't help cursing.

Because this group of titans can do nothing except help.

Odin got over with a shame pen, but he directly rebelled.

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It is really stupid to make Northrend's laboratory completely hatched.

Ryan was suppressed in the ruins on Thor's side, alas...too many tears.

Don't blame Azeroth for being so angry.

If there is a group of Sabi every day, who pretends to experiment on you, you should understand how angry you are.

Compare the ancient gods to tumors.

The strongest tumor was cut in half, bleeding directly from the aorta.

Looking back, I want to cultivate a tumor and get a malignant tumor directly.

Is this a human thing?

Nima wants to experiment, go to Draenor World to experiment.

What are you doing to me every day.

In short, Azeroth was very angry and feared the consequences.

Just thirty minutes later, when the observer Algalon arrived, he preached to purify the life form of this world.

...........

As a result, he was violently beaten by Azeroth and became a slave directly.

"Titan is an idiot species that shouldn't have appeared, but also purify... first purify and purify your useless brain!

From today on, Algalon will be a slave to the religion, and he will be released after serving hundreds of millions of years in prison! "

Well, the first Titan slave was born!

Then Arthas took the Black Dragon King to the deep sea, and the way to deal with N'Zoth was to sneak into the prison.

But because of the ground vein problem, they had to choose the second method.

Use a spell to kill N'Zoth.

Otherwise, if it chooses to die together, the ground veins on the bottom of the sea will not be able to hold it.

Because of the body of N'Zoth, the spell release is very simple.

Choose an altar, and then let the priests who practice spells take action.

There are almost a thousand people.

In just three days, a blood-red spell flew directly into the sea.

Accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, N'Zoth was cursed and killed.

After completing all this, Arthas set out to deal with the orcs. These creatures who depend on Azeroth would rather choose war than leave the Barrens.

It's a pity that Ysera has already left, otherwise she will pass by with a breath of dragon's breath, and she will be straightforward!

When Arthas came to the Barrens, he saw that there was a raging war.

Garrosh Hellscream and others are struggling to resist, but how these are opponents of believers, they soon become prisoners. people.

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When the sound of footsteps appeared in front of Brainless Roar.

Garrosh Hellscream raised his head, a double-faced scornful look.

Treat yourself like grass scraps!

"Roar..."

He tried to struggle and let this human look at the dignity of the orcs.

As a result, he was stepped on the top of his head with a foot, directly pressed into the soil!

Arthas turned his head to look at Thrall, and smiled at him: "I heard you don't want to leave Azeroth?"

Thrall had a few arrows in his body at this time, bleeding everywhere, with a shackle around his neck, kneeling on the ground like a mortal.

"My lord, why are you aggressive? We orcs have lived in this barren continent for some time, and we haven't made any hostile actions..."

"No... you don't understand what I mean! This planet can only be inhabited by believers of gods, what do you orcs believe in?

Believe in my own fighting power, and this flea under my feet is not a good thing, because there is an element of war in my heart.

Am I right? "

Arthas lifted his boots, and looked at Garrosh Hellscream who was up with a sarcasm.

I saw a flash of light in his eyes.

Brainless roar suddenly lost his light.

"What would you do if you became a warchief?"