Who was Mimiron?
The great inventor who had been in the ruins of the Titans! The great mechanic! The creator of all kinds of Odour's black technology! The tens of thousands of mechanical creations in Odour's city wall area were all his handiwork.
It was no exaggeration to say that he was an army! And an army that was constantly evolving!
Looking back at the Alliance's current technology, although it was the result of Duque's instilling of black technology, it was the great gnome craftsman Gerbin who had been continuously implementing Duque's ideas and principles.
In that case, Mimiron was Odour's Gerbin. No, he was even above Gerbin. After all, Gerbin hadn't mastered mass production and automated production technology. This was a comprehensive awareness from individual invention to assembly line production.
In the Alliance, Gerbin was mostly in charge of cannons and prototypes of new equipment, and Magni was in charge of mass production.
The most important thing was that Mimiron wasn't a living thing. He was a Titan creation whose soul had been infused into a gnome-shaped robot. This guy could stay awake 24 hours a day and tinker with inventions day and night.
Could a gnome like Gerbin do it? He wouldn't be able to hold on after two or three days of cultivation. If he forced himself to hold on, he might just die.
Therefore, Duque came to the conclusion that Mimiron was even more awesome.
This time, he had come to Odour to kidnap Mimiron no matter what.
Torim couldn't understand the despicable thoughts of a gentleman (fake) Duque at all. He even let out a long sigh of relief. The few guardians had known each other for 25,000 years, and it could be said that they knew each other very well. In a situation where they didn't have the home advantage, Torim wasn't afraid of anyone.
Mimiron wasn't the same. Although this mechanical gnome was also a guardian level high-ranking servant, he didn't have a temple of his own.
With the title of [Invention], he only had his own workshop. In the endless years, he used practice to verify his fantastic ideas that the other guardians couldn't even catch up to. The other guardians might be strong, but their growth and power had already reached the end. But this mechanical gnome seemed to be forever standing at the starting point.
In the beginning, Odour didn't have the so-called city wall area. There were so many crazy things in the city wall area, and they were all created by Mimiron over the long years. Even Torim himself felt threatened by those terrifying steel beasts.
Now that Duque had volunteered to deal with Mimiron, who was controlled by Yogsaron, Torim felt very comfortable.
After the arrangements were made, a great battle that could affect the entire situation in Azeroth finally began.
In the Stairway of Madness area of Audur, a giant humanoid creature with a green background suddenly raised its head.
He had an appearance that greatly affected the appearance of the city. Although he was humanoid, he only had four limbs and a head. Behind him was a pair of so-called wings, which were three pairs of green legs that curved downwards like crab feet. Almost every curve had a green, yellow, thorn-like four-cornered awl.
He had a round, thick, green armored body that looked a bit like the shell of a crab.
As for the green arms, they were standard crab pincers, but they were thicker. When the pincers were closed, they could be used as spikes.
If one looked closely, they could see that there were two curled up spiked tentacles around his waist. It was extremely ugly.
His lower body also gave off a bulky feeling. It was a thick leg with only three toes, thicker than an elephant's leg. There was also a short and thick tail that shrunk bit by bit, as if it was pieced together from shells of different sizes.
He was General Wyzaks, one of the most powerful Faceless created by the ancient gods. He guarded Yogsaron's prison to ensure that no one could disturb Yogsaron's recovery.
He could ignore the small mortals in the city wall area and the front hall.
At this time, the foreign enemies led by Torim were invading on a large scale, which obviously triggered his nerves.
Mortals were destined to be unable to see this scene with the naked eye.
At this moment, a huge hole was suddenly torn open in Odour's spatial barrier.
Even at the moment the hole was torn open, General Wyzaks had already activated countermeasures in an attempt to forcibly close the hole.
Unfortunately, it was destined to be ineffective.
At the same time that Titan gave the six high-ranking Guardians a mission, he also gave them absolute permission to enter.
In the next second, the entire spatial crack began to expand rapidly.
A thunderous force swayed in the void, and the entire outer space of the Temple Guardian Area echoed with Torim's thunderous voice, "Yogsaron! I, Torim, have returned! For Titan's mission, to suppress you, the evil god that corrupts the planet — "
"Despicable invaders —" General Wyzaks raised his face that resembled a squirrel lizard and roared, "Don't you understand even now? Only the great ancient god, Yogsaron, is the eternal ruler of this world — "
With that, the shadow of General Wyzaks, which was at least a hundred times larger, appeared directly above the Temple Guardian Area. He swung his giant illusory pincer that was more than 300 meters long and smashed it hard at Torim who was leading the way.
Torim, who was originally ten stories tall, instantly turned himself into a purple thunderbolt. With lightning speed, he made two consecutive ninety-degree turns, dodged the first strike of the giant pincer, and slammed into the body of the green monster in mid-air.
General Wyzaks' projection opened his pair of giant pincers crazily, revealing the sharp and hard sawteeth on the pincer's mouth. He retracted the pincer that blasted out, and the pincer on the side of his body bit out like a dragon's mouth, attempting to pincer the smaller Torim from the front and back.
Duque thought that Torim would dodge.
Who knew that he would not move, not evade, and let the two giant pincers clamp down on his body.
Even the full-force bombardment of the fortress' main cannon might not be able to break the guardian's defense. Under such an attack, the guardian's body was like a thin layer of paper, instantly falling apart.
Feeling Torim's rapidly declining momentum, Duque almost thought that Torim was bragging for a moment.
But in the next blink of an eye, Torim's body underwent a drastic change.
The lightning that flowed out of his exploded body was like silver blood, spraying towards the shadow of General Wyzaks. The blood was like a giant hammer, smashing into the waist of the green monster's shadow, pushing it back.
Before anyone else could react, the flowing light that Torim emitted had already enveloped all the invaders.
After another second, Duque and the others suddenly found themselves in the Guardian Temple Area that was magnificently decorated and had a huge and towering porch.
"This is …" Queen Xi let out a sleepy voice.
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