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  Freya herself is not well-known, and she is also a maverick existence among the Titan Guardians. Compared with sitting in Ulduar and her own Temple of Life, she prefers to wander in the verdant wilderness of ancient Azeroth.

  While traveling in the wilderness, she met some original animal spirits of Azeroth, and through the power of life given to her by the Titan Iona, she raised these original spirits to demigods.

Since then, the title of demigod of the wilderness has been used to refer to these animal spirits, including Malorne the white stag, Asaman the panther, Onhala the eagle, Agamaggan the wild boar, and Goldrinn the giant wolf, etc. wait.

  These demigods are different from ordinary life forms. As long as the soul is not damaged, they can go through a long cycle between life and death to achieve mutual transformation.

   To put it simply, these demigods whose souls are integrated into the star soul of Azeroth, as long as their souls are immortal, they can enter a long reading bar after death, and when the progress bar is full, they can be resurrected with a "swoosh".

  With the emergence of the Guardian Dragon Clan, there are more and more existences in Azeroth that surpass the limit of the mortals of the Epic, including the direct descendants of the Dragon King and the demigods.

  Since then, the term demigod has gradually become synonymous with a certain realm, and existences that surpass mortals but fail to meet the standard of true gods are all called demigods.

  Different from the descendants of dragons and wilderness demigods who received the blessing of the Titans, it is even more difficult for a race like mortals who have only been around for more than 10,000 years (trolls are also at most 16,000 years old) to appear as demigods.

  At least in Charlemagne\'s cognition, apart from the foreign monk Velen, only Queen Azshara broke through to demigod by virtue of her own efforts and opportunities.

  The man-made guardians of Tirisfal have relatively high water content and have lost the infusion of guardian power. In fact, they only have the strength of the epic peak. This can be seen from Aegwynn who is staying in Theramore for retirement.

  Although Charlemagne suspected that the prophet of the Zandalari troll might have broken through to the demigod realm, there was no way to confirm it until he saw him with his own eyes.

  For a mortal who wants to enter the demigod level, besides the necessary strength, the most important thing is to obtain the approval of the star soul of Azeroth.

  Although the star soul of Azeroth has a vague consciousness now, it is very difficult to understand her words. Charlemagne still hasn\'t figured out why Azeroth has favored him.

  Charlemagne looked at Ke\'thun, who was screaming under the attack of 7 big men, and stood in front of the ancient god, rubbing his chin and dazed.

  ‘Calculating carefully, this is the second time Ai-chan has talked to me, right? Although I didn\'t understand what she meant the first time...\'

I don’t know if it’s because I was stuck in a fantasy and didn’t respond to her call. Azeroth actually let go of his realm lock. Now Charlemagne has entered the demigod just like Azshara. class.

   It was only when Charlemagne really entered this extraordinary realm that he gradually felt the huge difference between demigods and mortals.

  First of all, the life energy on his body has increased countless times. He feels that as long as he is not accidentally killed, it should be impossible to wait until the end of his life.

  ... But this doesn\'t seem to make much sense to him for the time being. Elves have a long lifespan of thousands of years, and he, who is less than 400 years old, has no real sense of lifespan at all.

  The other thing is to further deepen the control of the rules he originally comprehended. Now the vector rules have basically become a kind of ability solidified in him, and wanting to use it is as easy as breathing.

  And the upper limit of ability has also been greatly improved, and the rule bottleneck that Charlemagne could clearly feel before suddenly disappeared...or in other words, the method of applying the rules he has now mastered is far from reaching the upper limit of the current state.

  Just now, on a whim, he applied an upward vector to a small piece of land under his feet, and the result was a spike emerging from the ground.

   And when he added opposite horizontal vectors to the bottom of C\'Thun\'s cell... C\'Thun was in a tragedy, all his tentacles were completely pinched off by the wriggling and closed ground.

Charlemagne could instinctively feel that the bottom of this small cell was not his limit. If he wanted to, he might even crush all of C\'Thun\'s body parts rooted deep underground into a **** sheet in an instant. Flakes.

  ... Of course, whether this is an illusion caused by his increased strength and expanded mentality still needs to be tested in actual combat.

  Now he hesitates whether this large-scale earthquake will affect the growth and development of Ai Jiang. After all, he has just received the favor of others, so he must consider the feelings of the other party.

  Looking at the disgusting lump of meat in front of him that had completely lost its resistance, Charlemagne shook his head regretfully, "Forget it, C\'Thun is dead anyway, let\'s try Yogg-Saron when I have a chance..."

   Yogg-Saron, who was molesting Loken from the perspective of a fake Sif in Ulduar, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. "This feeling is... Could something happen to C\'Thun?"

Yogg-Saron had already known about the mortal coalition\'s attack on Silithus through the envoys sent by C\'Thun before, but both En\'Zoth and Yogg-Saron directly chose to ignore C\'Thun\'s hidden distress signal. .

After all, although the three ancient gods are temporarily united due to camp issues, they have a history of fighting against each other since the Dark Empire. They are eager to swallow each other and make their own family dominate. It has nothing to do with them if C\'Thun suffers. ?

Yogg-Saron, the Demon of Thousand Throats, even gloated in his heart, "As long as I find a chance to get back C\'Thun\'s heart and swallow it, my strength will be greatly enhanced, and then N\'Zoth will only be my next dish." That\'s all, mortals? Huh..."

His idea is theoretically correct. Even if the ancient **** dies, he will leave an indestructible heart. The best way to kill the ancient **** is to throw his heart to another ancient god. God... Of course, there is no need to say what will happen afterwards.

  In the depths of the Temple of Ahn\'Qiraj, C\'Thun\'s screams have become weaker and weaker, and his whispered curses have been completely ignored by Charlemagne who broke through the realm.

  In the end, this extremely weak and disgusting mass of flesh was hit by Malygos\' last inward explosion magic, and the inside of his body began to swell extremely.

   "Ahhhhh! I am not reconciled, I don\'t want to die! You titan lackeys will be swallowed by the void, I curse you!"

   "I will definitely come back! At that time, I will turn you all into mindless void monsters, ahhhhh!"

   Following C\'Thun\'s final howl of the negative dog, his swollen body finally exploded, and the rain of broken flesh and blood sprayed out all over the sky.

   "Hmm!"

  Charlemagne hurriedly propped up the vector barrier, enveloped himself, Velen, and Azshara together, and the flesh and blood sprayed on the barrier were deflected and flew to one side.

   "Marek...can\'t you be more civilized? This kind of death is too disgusting!"

  Although the other four dragon kings escaped the **** rain in their own way, they also stared at the embarrassed Malygos with unkind expressions.

  Onyxia gave Malygos a sideways glance, and soon landed in the form of a high elf, rushing towards Charlemagne with a flattering smile on her face.

   "Master! Congratulations on being recognized as a demigod by Star Soul, I want to give you a congratulatory hug..."

   "No, please pardon me with all my might."

   "Hey?! Why!"

Charlemagne put his hand on Onyxia\'s forehead, looked at her unwilling expression, and said with a look of disgust, "I always feel that there is deep malice in you, you must be planning something, right? "

   "No! I just want to have better offspring with the master who broke through the demigod, hehehe~"

  The black dragon princess with an idiotic smile in front of him made Charlemagne\'s forehead throb with veins, "This is malicious enough! Leave a five-meter radius from my side, go!"

   Thanks to the book friend "Fei Si Xing De" for the reward and support.