Lament of the Highborne

1000 BC Babylonian Era

Temple of Azshara

The wind is howling!

Clouds, dense!

An elf, standing on a high platform!The upright figure stands between heaven and earth, and such a brave and heroic posture makes it even more heroic!

who is he?unimportant!

The important thing is that a big war is about to begin.

This summer, the grass is withered and the trees are yellow, and the valley is silent. This is the precursor of the coming storm.

Saqima stared at the soldiers, seemingly speechless but choked with words.He pulled out the long sword in his hand and drew a long line facing the sun. Fighting on the battlefield, no matter how heroic and heroic, was ultimately nothing more than blood and tears. Today's battle would probably lead to death or life. Thinking of this, he became haggard and his heart was broken.

It's not that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, but that the battlefield is so cruel that no one can do anything about it.

He muttered to himself.

Is that half-orc from the unknown world scary?

terrible!

Very scary!

The horror comes from knowing them for many years.

Saqima looked back at the camp. The troops were in neat order, full of energy, and morale was high. It was precisely because of this that Saqima felt very guilty, guilty of his own weakness, and even more guilty of the fact that these living lives were about to disappear, and he could not stop it!He closed his eyes and thought of them. He didn't know what kind of despair he would face. It was as if he had personally destroyed these elves. There was a rage in his heart, but it was torturing his soul.

The sun sets, the drums sound, the wind blows, and the afterimage of the setting sun illuminates the earth red.The orc army began to attack, wave after wave, one after another, one after another, continuously.

When the two armies were confronting each other, Saqima commanded calmly, and the heroic charge of the soldiers looked so mighty and majestic, as if victory was imminent.

But he knew very well that in a moment, the orcs would break through the defense line and drive straight in.At this time, he frowned, not only worried about the situation on the battlefield, but also worried that he would be vulnerable.I can only silently pray for Elune's blessing.

The warrior roared,

The weapons clash,

The smell of flesh and blood floated in the wind.

He began to tremble,

A thrilling tremor,

It was as if a force surged into his heart. The battle was cruel. Maybe today's battle was his destiny.

The shouts that keep echoing in my mind,

Kill!Kill!Kill!

kill

kill

kill….

Saqima suddenly jumped in front of the enemy formation and stabbed the orc leader with his sword. This was a swordsmanship that meant death or life, and it was also a swordsmanship that risked all sorrow and misfortune!

Boom, boom, boom, swords clashing incessantly.

Anu'doriniTalah! <Elvish>

The Secret of Violence·Sword Technique Blade Storm!

His swordsmanship is full of magical energy, and every sword seems to be filled with the desire for death. Wherever the sword passes, it tears countless soldiers to pieces.

Perhaps it is because of this swordsmanship that he regards death as life that he can survive to this day.

But now, you can't imagine how powerful these orcs are. They are so powerful that Saqima not only feels scary, but also terrifying!He began to hate himself, hate that he had become cowardly, hate that he would now be associated with such cowardice.

During the melee, the orc leader shouted angrily and waved his axe.

Looking closely, he saw a face full of flesh and blood, with canine teeth and eagle eyes, full of murderous intent. When he found Samachi fighting in the formation, his eyes immediately became serious.

Calm down, be calm, Saqima kept comforting himself at this moment, but his fingers were still shaking. The corpses of elves were all over the mountains and plains, but he was helpless. The great grief in his heart seemed to have dug a pit, a bottomless pit. And I was just wandering around this pit.

We cannot let our soldiers die in vain.

Don't let fear control you,

Don't let the orcs succeed easily.

He suppressed his trembling heart,

The muscles all over his body began to twitch. This was not an excitement, but a fear, an indescribable feeling.

He faced the fallen soldiers one after another on the battlefield, with endless anger, burning all his strength, swinging his blade countless times, casting spells, and charging countless times. He had no fear, but this was just his fear of fear. The escape is a cowardly struggle, a despair and pain that tortures oneself like a heart-breaking thing.

Between the light and shadow of the sword, the magic was fierce. If others saw such a ferocious warrior, they would already be frightened.Unfortunately, the enemy is an orc. The braver you are, the more excited he becomes.I saw the orc leader swinging his ax and slashing at Saqima. His terrifying eyes were like the god of death staring at him, and he kept talking about blood and thunder, power and glory.

Gol'Kosh!<Orc>

Boom!With a sound, swords and axes collided, and the two of them fought together!

Saqima's hands seemed to have been numbed by the shock, and his body became stiff. It was obvious that the blow caused a lot of damage, but he did not flinch at all. After blocking a round of chops with his sword, he began to fight back, holding his sword at an angle. He stabbed, followed the sword, and jumped behind the orc leader. He knew that he was meeting the god of death, but if he didn't do this, there would be no chance of winning. Suddenly, he swung into the chaos and slashed with his left hand. Right chop, a dazzling operation, hiding, no trace, although the half-orc leader's eyes are sharp, Saqima has disappeared from the sight, and was distracted for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Saqima turned back with a sword. Draw down in mid-air!

Ande'thoras-ethil! <Elvish>

Weapon secret: Swordsmanship shock wave!

Saqima suddenly appeared like a ghost, and the orc leader was caught off guard. He was hit by several swords, struggled and roared, and broke away. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and could not support himself, but he still refused to stop and looked at With blood flowing all over his body, he vowed to fight to the death. He exhausted his last strength and jumped several feet. In an instant, the ax fell straight down, shaking the forest with energy.

Saqima did not expect that the combat power of the orcs was so ferocious. If it were anyone else, they would be extremely frightened when they saw this scene.But, he couldn't, no matter how weak his current resistance was, this heart that looked forward to death once again burst out with powerful energy. Death may be inevitable, but death is worthwhile.

The orc leader's ax sent him flying for dozens of meters. His whole body went limp and cracked. Sure enough, an unknown number of bones were broken. Could this be it?

The two sides faced each other and fought!It seemed to have stopped, but the murderous intent on both sides became even stronger!The victory was about to be decided when an elven horn sounded suddenly. Although the sound was short-lived, it aroused Saqima's fighting spirit and decided to take the head of the orc leader to the death!Even if his body is broken into pieces, he will not hesitate.

Saqima stood with his sword in hand, concentrating and holding his breath. In an instant, he threw a rope with his backhand to wrap around the orc, and used the force to spin up. He endured the severe pain and shouted:

BanduThoribas! <Elvish>

Weapon Mystery·Swordsmanship Giant Strike

The orc leader responded and blocked, but felt that he couldn't bear it and fell to the ground.

Lok-tarogar! <Orc>

He kept yelling!Demoralizing, jarring, that’s it…!

A cold light suddenly appeared, and a sword sealed his throat.

This sword decapitated the chaotic army, and the morale of the few remaining elves was greatly boosted!

But at this moment, there was no time to be happy.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three green lights fell from the sky!

demon!

The earth cracks and everything withers,

A laser beam of evil magic withered all the bones, and the remaining elves fell instantly!

No, at this moment, despair was roaring in Saqima's throat, in his heart, and all over his body!How many soldiers were reduced to ashes, how many ghosts disappeared from the sky, he tried his best!He simply could not imagine that half-orcs could have such terrifying power.

Saqima's dying consciousness was screaming and roaring, why is it so unfair!

Ah, a heroic elf, a weak elf, a lonely and pitiful elf, a desolate voice came from the withered forest. This voice was very calm, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Surrender to me!Face absolute power!Prone before me, the great warlock!I will forgive you!

Do not…

Saqima had no strength left to struggle, but nothing could make him surrender, and nothing was worthy of his surrender.

What a stubborn elf!

Then feel my power!

I will tear your soul into pieces and turn it into ashes!Never be reincarnated!This is the result of resisting me!

Boom, boom!Boom!The sky is filled with lightning and thunder!

In this boundless world, this energy is extremely powerful.

asshole!what!Dare to ruin my sacrificial ceremony...

Damn it...ah!

For a long time, the battlefield was bloody, the wind was howling, and it was a mess!The valley no longer echoes with sound.

Saqima is dead, no!Almost!

Pantheon

The vast palace was shrouded in shadow, without any light shining, and it was dark.

Although the surrounding stars are twinkling, there is not even a trace of light here. It seems to have become a black hole deep in the universe. On this palace without light,

[Buling-Buling]!Receive a new soul message!

Aman'Thul sighed and said: Saqima, I don't have much energy. This is the last time to resurrect you. Without enough energy, the Titan creation will never be stable!This time I will give you ten consecutive lashes. It will be up to you in the future!If you still can't complete the mission, let's go to the Shadow Realm together!

The so-called soul is just a kind of Titan creation, such as: Rai, Odin, Loken, Mimiron, Thorim, Hodir, Freya, Azadas, Tyr, etc. all come from this, it is A complete form with great power, but since the defeat of the Pantheon, the few surviving Titans can only linger in the darkness of the universe, but they can no longer control the consciousness of those guardians. The lack of energy has resulted in only a few Very weak and unstable: soul and equipment to protect the new star soul.

Saqima glanced at the dark universe with disgust, his heart was filled with despair, because he knew that even though he was a Titan creation, he could not defeat many orcs even if he tried all his strength in his life, while other Titan creations were almost omnipotent in destroying heaven and earth. .

Also because he didn't know that the current Titan was not what it used to be, so he was very disappointed and desperate. During the six times he died, every time he walked around the world, he was filled with all kinds of painful memories!

This time he plans to live for himself!

[Buling-Buling]!

As always, news came from Titan. Saqima has been resurrected. Please choose the ten consecutive draws of Titan creations provided this time. Specifically, you can get...:

and many more…

Before the system finished displaying, the energy to transmit the message was exhausted. Saqima looked at the ten consecutive draws in front of him?It used to be a single-choice blind box!I didn’t expect that this time I would draw ten times in a row!

He was a little surprised, but soon he let out a long sigh and murmured: If I had known this, why were you so fussy before?I want the horse to run fast, but I also want the horse to cost less. It’s really not worth the gain. Now it’s too late!

This thought began to occupy Saqima's heart. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had failed so many times and now he had given up hope!He wants to live for himself!

[Buling-Buling]!

Saqima did not activate the ten consecutive draws of Titan Creation. He was just a lonely figure starting a new journey in life. He walked very slowly. Although he could still hear the echoes of these souls, he did not want to look back!