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The deaths of these three guys seemed to ring the bell of a morale collapse among all the remaining people.

Countless people abandoned their weapons in despair, stood dumbfounded in the face of the gods, and accepted their fate.

On the other side, Thor let out a sharp and angry roar towards Fury, but he who originally entangled Aggramar was now firmly grasped by the Blackstone Titan.

"Solve it quickly!" Aggramar said coldly and dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, I know, I know." Furious smiled and raised the huge bronze sword, raised it horizontally, and then——

He swung violently towards the vortex above the burning throne! ! ! !

The terrifying slash carried a deep purple scar that tore through the universe, a slash that could easily tear apart the planet in the real universe, and landed hard on the Well of Distortion.

Countless demons hiding in the Well of Distortion waiting to be resurrected and come back to the material world were completely annihilated by this blow, and what is even more terrifying is that this door that links the twisted void and the real universe is torn apart!

The greatest connection with the Burning Legion's existence in this world at this moment was severed.

"It seems that the Burning Crusade...is coming to an end."

Furious and jokingly smiling

247. Fury·The Butcher of Truth

This sudden thing shocked everyone, and the first one to react was Aggramar.

"traitor!!!!!!"

Aggramar roared angrily, and he instantly tore off the Thor that was wrapped around him, and slashed at Fury with Tesharak.

"Why are you so angry?"

Furious and playful, he blocked Tesharak's slash and looked at the furious Blackstone Titan with a low smile.

"We are just partners. There is no betrayal. There is neither a contract nor a verbal agreement between us. We are just parting ways now."

The next moment, a surging wave of purple flames erupted from Fury's body, and the purple flames that seemed to be filled and formed in an instant also swallowed up Aggrama in front of him.

At the next moment, Aggramar hurriedly jumped out of the purple flames, looking at Fury in shock and anger.

"You actually have access to the power of the void?"

"There is nothing that cannot be touched. The so-called nothingness and the so-called power are just another form of philosophy."

Furious chuckled, no longer trying to hide anything, his bronze body completely cracked, and underneath the titan body imitating Sargeras was a horrifying body!

Like a wriggling shadow, with a disgusting black mist floating around, the wriggling pieces of flesh and blood are full of irregular disgust.

The twisted tentacles waved wildly, and the countless tentacles seemed to be beating invisible drums and bells. The irregular shapes seemed to blaspheme the spatial rules around the distortion.

"What an ugly gesture!" Aggramar said coldly and disgustedly.

"Ugly? No, no, no, why do you, as a star soul, look at all this with human aesthetics? When you were born, did you still care whether other Titans had two extra pounds?"

A furious voice came from under the crazily squirming flesh, but it was a 'message' composed of countless strange resonances. Many people who received this message fell into madness in an instant.

A huge, squirming piece of terrifying flesh like a star, an indescribable monster that makes people crazy. This is much more exciting than a Titan.

"Although I would like to debate aesthetic issues with you here, but unfortunately, I don't have time."

Furious sighed and said regretfully

"I have to say goodbye to you here, but I think we will have many opportunities to get along with each other in the future..."

The countless squirming pieces of shadow flesh completed their 'shaping' at a very fast speed, but it was no longer the terrifying but beautiful posture of the fallen titan, but a huge, pale human form. Giant thing.

His majestic posture across the starry sky was a human form as pale as a corpse, but the head part only had a black sphere like an eyeball with bright stars, and countless pale tentacles spread out from his lower body. His body lacked the substance that his lower body should have, and only countless dark, sticky substances fell out of it.

"Fallen evil!"

Aggramar roared and raised Tesarak. Whether it was a traitor who betrayed him or a monster who had taken advantage of the ugly power of the void, he would never let it go!

"I would rather you call me the Butcher of Truth. I like this name better. After all, it is an imitation of what he did..."

Fury smiled happily, and that slight whisper was permanently changing the laws of physics around him.

His existence imitated the Titan, but he further absorbed more knowledge of the great existence from the voided Ego.

Although the body of a Titan is great, the knowledge in the void is also even sweeter. A body that combines order and chaos, the steps leading to a more perfect path. !

"This title sounds much better than the Extinguisher."

Aggramar raised Tesarak high, preparing to eradicate this sin, but beside him, the endless void warped a huge door.

In that door, the terrifying aura of the endless void spread out, and a hand larger than Aggrama's entire body suddenly stretched out from the door.

The moment Aggrama didn't react, the hand filled with the breath of void grabbed him!

"It seems you have no way to kill this evil in me!"

Fury made a mocking cry of great joy, but despite Aggramar's frightened and angry struggle, the huge hand of the void still dragged him into the door!

Obtaining a real Titan as a reference for his experiments has always been one of Fury's biggest goals, but such behavior will obviously not make Sargeras happy.

But it didn't matter, Fury no longer cared whether the Dark Titan was happy or not. Their cooperation is basically just using each other.

"Then, the 'great' Rune King."

Fury slowly turned around. The huge and terrifying body of the Butcher of Truth was changing the laws of the star while also killing everyone who looked at him.

Those weak soldiers gouged out their eyeballs in pain while screaming, but most of them were killed by the ubiquitous corruption infection and the tentacles and spikes growing from the inside.

"I think there is no need for us to continue fighting. Thor Odinson, you can go home."

"The problem of demons is temporarily over in this universe, but... the chaos has just begun."

Fury smiled deeply, and a huge void vortex opened next to his huge body. And Thor did not stop this crazy monster from leaving, but allowed him to disappear here.

There is no point in prolonging the fight, and it will only make the situation worse.

"Let's go back to Asgard!!!"

Thor holds Thor's hammer high, guiding the power of the Rainbow Bridge

…

There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

This proverb seems to be full of truth even when extended to the scale of the universe.

The magnificent world tree Yggdrasil, obviously it cannot really be a tree, but its existence is indeed very close to such an image.

When Kil'jaeden's teleportation arrived, what appeared in front of him was an endless, golden tree of light.

It seemed to span the entire galaxy. In fact, the dark void was completely illuminated by this light, dispelling all darkness.

The posture composed of countless entities of light is like a tree of light that seems to cover the entire galaxy. There are no planets here, only this pure and powerful demon god of the universe.

"What a powerful existence..."

Kil'jaeden was almost instantly intoxicated by the beauty brought by the World Tree, which transcended any perception of aesthetics and was a 'powerful' and 'bright' beauty.

The World Tree planted by the night elves was so small and ridiculous compared to such a being. Kil'jaeden believed that even if he only absorbed one ten thousandth of the power of this great being, he could be upgraded to a being that surpassed the Titans. !

Kil'jaeden flapped his wings and placed his hand on the surface of the tree of light.

But now, he faces a huge problem.

This world tree that can bring endless power is placed in front of him, but...he has no way to absorb and obtain this power.

It's too big.

That powerful force is like countless stars dying and reborn at the same time. The energy released unconsciously radiates around, turning the entire physical universe of the river system into its own special dimension.

The World Tree has no self-awareness, and any request for power from it will actually be responded to.

But just like Yog-Sothoth responds to everyone who calls him and gives him the endless knowledge he wants, the World Tree responds to the call and gives power, but how many people can bear this blessing...how many people are there?

Kil'jaeden's face slowly darkened. Such a powerful source of power was in front of him, but he was unable to obtain this power because he was too weak.

To be fair, the big devil is strong enough, but compared to this source of terror, he is still too weak. Just like the relationship between an individual and the world, it is not weak, but insignificant.

He has the capacity to carry power, but lacks the container to carry it.

After the ancient Asgardians obtained the World Tree, they probably knew that they could not bear such great power, so they invented the runes.

Use the power of the rune to transfer the mighty power of the World Tree, and then absorb it into your own body for the second time. In this way, you can avoid being exploded by the power of the World Tree.

Obviously, it is impossible for Kil'jaeden to obtain this technology.

So... should we leave here and make long-term plans?

Kil'jaeden hesitated, and then quickly erased this cautious plan from his mind.

He doesn't trust anyone, and after he made such a move that was close to betrayal, if he couldn't get the power of the World Tree, I'm afraid Sargeras would tear him alive!

Moreover, he believed that Mu Feng, who was eyeing him with eager eyes, would not let him go so easily.

He must become strong enough, only in this way can he escape the fate of being killed by the Dark Titan and control his own destiny.

But... how on earth should he get around this gap?

After pondering for an unknown amount of time, Kil'jaeden made a new discovery.

He 'saw' a black substance that was tenaciously eating at the roots of the World Tree.

It was a strange, condensed mass, and its shape and posture were somewhat strange and incomprehensible.

Is it a snake? Is it a dragon? Or just a piece of meat?

None of this mattered. What surprised Kil'jaeden was that this strange thing was eating the roots of the World Tree at a slow speed.

He got closer out of curiosity, but the strange black mass of flesh moved away a little as if he was afraid. Kil'jaeden narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the piece of meat with evil energy.

This thing... is very weak.

It was like a failed abomination made from the mixed souls of flesh and blood of many special species. It was a trouble to others, but was not worth mentioning to Kil'jaeden.

But the strange thing is that such a weak thing is slowly but surely eating away at the power of the World Tree.

The progress is very slow. It can even be said that compared to World Tree, I am afraid that he will not be able to complete one percent of the progress until the heat death of the universe.

But it is indeed gaining the power of the World Tree, but unfortunately most of that power escapes during the process of eating.

No, rather than saying it is escape, it is better to say it is ‘displacement’. This strange mass of flesh swallowed up the power of the World Tree, underwent some kind of transformation in his body, and then fed it back.

"interesting……"

Kil'jaeden murmured to himself. He approached the piece of meat more carefully and slowly invaded it with evil energy.

Maybe he can use this thing to gain such great power for himself!

By replacing part of the soul, he controls the strange mass of flesh, and then guides the power of the World Tree into his body through it.

Could this be a trap? Kil'jaeden certainly thought about it. However, after repeated inspections, he became relieved.

And he doesn't really have a choice, does he? If he cannot seize this God-given opportunity, he will die when he leaves here. He must draw enough strength from the World Tree.

So……

Kil'jaeden inserted his hand into the mass of flesh.

248.Another way of living

Asgard, wailing and wailing amid the waves of destruction.

Even though the war has stopped, the demons have almost destroyed most of Asgard, and the proud Asgardians have suffered perhaps their heaviest casualties in ten thousand years.

Of course, they also lost the great goddess Frigga, sad news that will soon spread throughout Asgard.

But none of this has anything to do with Banner.

He leaned on the hammer Odin sent to him and used it as a crutch to prop up his weak body, panting and looking at the sky.

What he saw in his dark yellow eyes was not the retreating legion fleet, but the sun that was being slowly pulled into the twisted void by evil energy.

The evil energy injected into the sun is not worth mentioning, but it is like paper soaked in water stains, spreading bit by bit means being pulled into the water bit by bit.

It won't be long before the supernova explodes and takes away everything in this galaxy.

But what does this have to do with him?

He didn't want to think about anything. The weak body that suppressed everything made his spirit fall into uncontrollable weakness like his body.

Illusive pain, unbearable decline, and... a special revenge mentality.

"Bruce Banner...the God of Fear."

An extremely complicated voice suddenly sounded, and Banner raised his head. What appeared in front of him was Sylvie, who had a very complicated and terrible expression.