With the knife tied to the paw again, Sharlayan still had many questions to answer.

"Bwonsamdi, has my mother fallen into the Shadowlands?"

"Um?"

The lazy Bwonsamdi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Gani.

"Yes, and no."

"The details are more complicated, and I don't know the whole picture of the incident."

"You'd better go back and ask the guy who sent you, he'll know more than old Bwonsamdi."

'I believe you ghost. '

Bwonsamdi made it clear that he didn't want to spoil the show. This guy just waited to see the good show, and if he revealed the content in advance, he couldn't watch the fun.

Bwonsamdi really attached great importance to the contract, and he would abide by everything agreed in black and white.

But this guy likes to use specious words to induce others to think wrongly, and there will always be some self-righteous guys who want to bypass the contract and play tricks.

But the old and cunning Bwonsamdi is not so easy to fool.

The soul is broken, and Gong Da, who was used to repair the ritual knife, is a typical example.

Seeing that there was nothing to be asked from Bwonsamdi who was silent, Sharlayan planned to return to Kul Tiras the same way.

"etc!"

Just when Sarlayan was about to turn his head and leave the Nether Palace, Bwonsamdi and Gani suddenly changed their expressions.

The two Loa looked at each other, and at the same time looked solemnly towards the east of the Nether Palace.

"The fluctuation of this power is... Torga?"

Gani nodded with a gloomy expression: "There are still many extremely dark forces that come from the same source as the blood **** G'huun."

Bwonsamdi's eyes flickered and he twitched the corners of his mouth: "Those guys finally couldn't bear it, and planned to attack Loa one by one."

"How, do you want to help it?"

Ghani hesitated for a moment: "Loas have their own scope of activities, and usually they will not cross the boundaries to manage affairs."

"Nazmir is the territory of Sirik, Kragwa, and Toga. It is not convenient for me, an outsider, to intervene."

"It's you."

Ghani asked Bwonsamdi, "As a local Loa in Nazmir, don't you help your colleagues?"

"Hmm..." Bwonsamdi scratched his head in distress, "You know, I'm not good at fighting head-on."

"You asked me to send the soul of the dead back to the corpse for resurrection. I'm sure I can do it, but let me fight myself... It's hard for someone to do it."

Sharlayan: 'fnmdp! You just want to catch fish! '

"So…"

Ghani and Bwonsamdi turned their attention to Salayan who was waiting to eat melons at the same time.

"...what do you want to do?"

…

Sarlayan, who was temporarily arrested, was on his way while reluctantly accepting the ridicule of the barrage.

[The man with feet is a tool person, yes. 】

[Although the task content is different, the process is too familiar, it hurts my liver. 】

Bwonsamdi and Ghani strike a deal with Sharlayan.

Sharlayan helped them rescue the turtle Loatoga, and they respectively bestowed their blessings on Sharlayan.

Bwonsamdi's blessing can ensure that after Sharlayan's accidental death, the soul will not be taken away by the Shadow Realm or other Azeroth gods of death, but will float to the underworld where Bwonsamdi sits.

As long as the soul is still there, Bwonsamdi can find a way to bring Sharlayan back to life.

Ghani's blessing can strengthen abilities related to thieves such as stealth and "search", which is of little significance to Sharlayan, but it is better than nothing for the time being.

Aggrieved, he hid from XZ on Zandalar Island for a long time, and the hot-tempered Salayan couldn't bear it long ago, so he just took this opportunity to vent his anger openly.

According to Bwonsamdi, the strength of a loa is not only related to its own strength, but also affected by the number of believers and the degree of piety.

This is also the reason why the Loa gods don't like people at both ends of the snake and mouse, and they value devout believers more.

The more Loa believers, the stronger the blessing ability it gets.

Although Devilsaur Rezan is powerful in its own right, its ability to have the combat power that surpasses all loa is also inseparable from the belief of a large number of Zandalari trolls.

Since the center of gravity of the trolls moved north to Zuldazar, the loa who stayed in Nazmir have been getting worse every day.

The entire blood troll family believes in what they call the blood **** G'huun. The followers of Kragwa the frog, Sirik the bat, and Torga the tortoise are fewer and fewer, and their own strength has also declined repeatedly.

Most of the toga's believers come from the tortoise, which is a humanoid intelligent race with the appearance of a tortoise. It doesn't like fighting by nature, and likes to collect knowledge just like the Loatoga they believe in.

"Ah..."

After leaving Hades Palace, he went east to Torga's lair, and the overwhelming blood trolls came into Sharlayan's eyes.

At a glance, there were at least a thousand blood trolls attacking the giant tortoise, and they were obviously well prepared.

The blood trolls are a matrilineal clan, and women have a higher status in the clan and master more advanced blood magic.

More than a dozen high-ranking high-level spellcasters surrounded Toga, and the blood-red magic chains extending from his hands restricted Toga's actions.

Other cannon fodder miscellaneous soldiers are launching a death charge to the immobile Toga without fear of death.

The tortoise's attack power may not be too strong, but their strong defense power is their innate talent.

Torga's disciples of the tortoise are rare in number, and they are no match for the blood troll at all.

At this moment, Torga has entered the state of shrinking the shell, and the light golden energy shield covers itself and the tortoises, and the blood troll can't break through its shell defense for the time being.

However, an eerie blood magic is eating away at Torga from within, continuously draining its blood.

The huddled toga would let out a dull wail from time to time. If he couldn't find a breaking point, toga would be drained by those spellcasters sooner or later.

"so?"

Sharlayan looked at the slender jaw dragon standing on his shoulder with a painful face: "What should I do? You don't want me to fight against a thousand?"

"fool!"

Gani patted Sharlayan on the face with his short front paws: "You forgot my title?"

"Because of the unspoken rules between the Loa, I can't directly participate in the battle, but you are different, you are a mortal, and you are not bound by the rules of the Loa."

"I can bestow my power on you. The blood trolls won't notice your presence. You can get rid of the most threatening spellcasters one by one."

Gani is the **** of scavengers, king of thieves, and master of servants.

Infused with its power, Sharlayan's appearance was disguised exactly like that of the blood troll, and he automatically entered a state of invisibility, allowing him to swagger through the crowd without being spotted by the blood troll.

Although he has temporarily mastered the claw form under Alpha's assault training, Sharlayan is still most accustomed to fighting in human form.

After turning into a blood troll, he simply took out the Demon Slayer sword from the space package and carried it on his shoulder.

"More than a dozen high-level spellcasters are a bit separated."

Sharlayan grinned happily: "How long can your power last?"

"Heh~" Gani smiled confidently: "As long as you don't launch an attack, no one will find out. In theory, it can continue indefinitely."

"very good."

Sharlayan turned his attention to a female blood troll spellcaster standing on a crude platform.

Most of the blood trolls have only a few pieces of cloth to block the vital points, but these spellcasters are covered with bright red shawls, and you can tell that they are of extraordinary status~lightnovelpub.net~ The first one is you! "

"Heroic Leap!"

While stepping on the ground and jumping, the invisibility imposed on Sharlayan by Ghani was broken, and the surrounding blood trolls watched in a daze as this "citizen" rushed towards the mistress of the clan.

Sharlayan: "Let me show you the early years!"

"Crack!"

The sound of sharp blades chopping bones awakened the surrounding blood trolls who were in charge of protecting the mistress, and the small area suddenly exploded.

A sword cut off the head of the first spellcaster, and with the help of Gani, Sharlayan escaped from sight and became invisible again.

The social style of the blood trolls is very primitive, without the layer-by-layer establishment of officers like the army of modern civilized countries.

Having lost the absolute core responsible for the overall management—the mistress, the people below refused to accept anyone, and while roaring to find the murderer, they began to push and fight each other.

Since the blood trolls of different tribes are far apart, and relying on the power given by Gani to shift directions at high speed, Sharlayan unexpectedly killed 8 unsuspecting mistresses one after another. Pushed to 29.

As the number of high-level spellcasters decreased, Toga's restraint became weaker, and he was finally able to launch some counterattacks.

"Buzz!"

Just as Sharlayan took advantage of the chaos of the blood trolls and planned to continue their efforts, an inexplicable fluctuation suddenly spread outward from the Heart of Darkness in the center of Nazmir.

"Well!"

Most of the blood trolls fell into a daze on the spot, and Sharlayan also felt the invasion of foreign objects from the depths of his soul.

"Corruption! Surrender! Fallen!"

Sharlayan's forehead was bulging with veins, and under Gani's worried gaze, he raised his head to the sky and roared angrily.

"I qnmd Gouhu! I will never surrender to anyone! Get out of my soul!"

"hold head high!"