Titan Dawn

"Are you going to war with Sarodal, I thought you were friends."

Earth, Bavaria.

Elena looked calmly at Sargeras, who was sitting opposite her.

She usually likes to sit in the open-air place outside the coffee shop for a while and enjoy the calm and leisure of the town.

"Our relationship ... is more complicated, and you mortal 蝼 ... Anyway, we have to fight once."

Sargeras used to say his favorite mantra, but he was changed by Elena's glaring gaze before she could finish speaking.

At this moment, a waiter with a tray came over gently, and placed the coffee in the tray on the table between them with a little trembling.

"Thank you, as a demon, your service level is not bad. Are you trembling because of seeing your master so afraid and excited?"

The waiter heard the words stunned, then glanced at the expressionless Sa with an endless fear, struggling to reveal a smile that was uglier than crying, and quickly retreated.

"You all know?"

"I've known for a long time, but now I'm too lazy to scold you. You have turned the whole town into a stage for the devil's performance. I said you would not let it go? I don't want to do some useless work."

Elena took a sip of coffee and glared at President Sa again.

"Maybe these demons have played their roles for too long, so long that they forget who they really are, and the masks on their faces have long become their true faces."

The girl continued with a pointed gesture, Sargeras heard and did not answer.

"So, is it better now or is it a poor and shabby town that was once better? I can't say clearly, we need to think about it ourselves."

"So what did you find out?" President Sa asked suddenly.

"Nothing is more important than family. If I can, I'm willing to use everything I have for my parents to reappear in front of me alive, instead of the realistic substitutes that the two demons are trying to play ... yes, I It ’s very clear that my parents suddenly appeared in front of me. It was by no means that you recovered their soul. You put me to live in this huge stage of illusory. I have no opinion, but please do n’t treat me as a fool. . "

Elena put down her coffee and looked at Sargeras seriously.

"So look at yourself. You have lost your loved ones. You killed them with your own hands. Don't repeat the same mistakes now, and extinguish the last light."

If someone dared to speak to President Sa in this way, his end would not only be fired from the Burning Legion, but he would be torn directly into pieces, and his soul would be dragged out and burned with eternal flame.

"Will I be your god, I do n’t care about that, and I do n’t have the right to resist. If you are not just taking me as a kind of tonic to fill your inner emptiness, then think seriously about what I have Say these things. "

"What do you want me to do." Sargeras calmly spoke slowly.

"I don't want you to do anything. I won't try to interfere with your decision. What I want to say is that you need to think carefully and the final result you want."

Perhaps. . .

"I don't want to join that new Pantheon to accept Sarodal's leadership."

"Does your feeling matter or the belief you insist on? Shut up, don't give yourself some mentally excuses."

Sargeras snorted softly without saying anything.

Elena knew he had heard it. The dark **** had a bunch of stinks like this, and Tsundere was one of them.

"Even so, we still have to play."

"That's your business. You guys are all alike. They always like to communicate with violence first."

"This stage won't be used for a long time. When the war with Sarodal is over, you will leave the planet with me." Zara shook his head.

"Go live in your dark lair, I don't ..."

"Go to Azeroth, I think it's more suitable for you."

"Have you never been to Azeroth?" Elena was curious.

"Forget it, originally I only wanted the Well of Eternity. Later, I wanted to kill the Titan in the core of the planet. The last time I went there was only in the cities of the ants and the palace of Sarodhar ...

"So you never looked at that planet carefully. If you don't look at that world carefully, how do you know if the destruction you are insisting on is really correct?"

"Did you call me here to preach to me!" Sar always became a little embarrassed.

Elena gazed at Sargeras for a moment, laughed lightly, then stood up and walked next to Sargent, leaning down and blowing a breath in Sargeras's ears, which were obviously stiff.

"Well, let's go back. I don't want to sit here for an afternoon ... And, are you nervous? Are the absolute orderliness remaining in your mind at fault?"

Talking, the girl bit her head slightly.

"It seems that even if it is fallen, it is equally overwhelmed by the joy of us adult mortals and the former you, the righteous warrior of the Pantheon."

Unfortunately, this scene was not photographed by the journalists paparazzi of Azeroth, otherwise Lord Sargeras will properly become the number one news man after Nii.

As for the fun of adult mortals. . . Okay, deep inside Sa Zou enjoyed that feeling.

Maybe at the beginning, you should not agree with Sarodal's proposal to come to this small planet together.

But soon this idea was left behind, after all, the piston movement requires great attention.

At the same time, undercurrents were flowing across Germany, and East Germany and West Germany under the iron curtain were instigated by some special characters. Radical and parade and demonstrations never stopped.

They demand unity, and the Germans will never accept despicable division!

Confusion is breeding, and once there is confusion, there are always some ambitionists or people who are really for their own nation, will be willing to exchange some of their own things at the cost of their own soul.

A Germanic youth, his name is not important, what is important is that he summoned the legendary demon on a silent night at an empty intersection.

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He gave his soul to a horrible demon named Varimathras, who gave him ten years.

In return, the young man got the super strong physique he dreamed of and the supernatural ability no different from magic.

After some time, a German hero wearing a black tights, holding a flame sword in one hand, and a shield in one hand appeared everywhere, and he led the people on the road to resisting separatism.

The shield was engraved with an iron cross, the most glorious symbol of Prussia. .

Everyone doesn't know the name of the youth, they are all called: Captain Germany.

Who cares if he is a devil's toy?

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