Just like Alfa said, the physical rules of the Blight Realm are completely different from those of Azeroth.

Since he was in a forest before entering the Blight Realm, Sharlayan subconsciously thought that he was still surrounded by a forest.

But the reality is quite different from what he imagined.

As the sound of the trumpets approached quickly, the dark wind brought by a certain huge object's charge temporarily blew away the dense fog around Sharlayan.

Only then did he realize that he was standing on the edge of a beach, circling back and forth, a wooden warship with a green oil lamp hanging from the bow was charging rapidly towards his direction from the dark sea.

"Fuck! What the **** is this?!"

The moment he saw the warship, Sharlayan's body moved instinctively, and he jumped out to the side with a heroic leap, narrowly avoiding the frontal collision of the warship.

"Hahahaha! In the name of Hela, the looting begins!"

Unscrupulous laughter came from the warship that rushed to the shore and ran aground. Dozens of "giants" with grass-green skin screamed and jumped off the boat, staring at the only living person on the scene with greedy and cruel eyes—Sa Ryan.

Sharlayan's gaze was fixed, and he immediately activated Hawkeye to observe the data of these hulks.

Hylajal Warrior

Race: Vrykul (soul)

Grade: 35-38 (elite template)

"This shit..."

These Hylagar fighters can be seen as mass-produced miscellaneous soldiers at a glance, but each of them has elite-level strength.

From high elves, forest trolls, orcs, humans to Zandalari trolls, Sharlayan has seen soldiers of many mortal races.

Depending on the level of soldiers' training, most of their levels hover between level 15 and level 25. Recruits usually don't exceed level 20, and those around level 25 are the elite of the army.

As far as the panel data alone is concerned, these Vrykul named Hylagal are higher than Salayan, so you need to be extra careful when fighting against one of them, dozens of them together...

Although Sharlayan is reckless and eager to fight all the time, he is not stupid, and he will not blindly charge to the battlefield where there is no hope of victory.

After confirming the strength of these hulks who were over 2.5 meters in size, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

At the same time, a large number of Drust souls began to pour out from all over the Blight Realm, which had been very quiet until now.

The strength of these souls is relatively normal, not exceeding Sharlayan's general perception of mortal soldiers.

'The tortoise, finally came out. '

"Go away!"

Sharlayan waved the great sword of the demon slayer in his hand with an anxious face, and rushed into the army formation that the Drust had just set up.

Compared with those Hylagar who were chasing after them with strange screams, the Drust were obviously much easier to deal with.

Having not experienced a battle for more than 2,000 years, the movements of the soul-form Drust's formation are obviously a bit rusty.

Sharlayan rushed in before the formation was formed, swung his great sword with strange strength, repelled the Drusts who dared to step forward to block the way, and forcibly opened a passage.

"Get out of the way! Let me do it!"

A loud roar came from the rear of the Drust, and a burly man with gray skin and four-pronged antlers came out in a row, just blocking Sharlayan's way forward.

"Just in time!"

Sharlayan had long noticed this Drust who was obviously taller than other compatriots.

Character: Gorak Tul

Race: Drust (soul)

Status: Incorporeal, weak soul

Combat Class: Level 44 Reaper (Elite Template)

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Skill:? ? ?

‘Level 44 weak state, it’s okay. '

From the panel level, there is a big gap between Sharlayan and Gorak Tul.

But considering that one is a panel fraud monster and the other is in a state of weak soul, the strength gap between the two parties is not so large as to make people despair.

"Drink! Charge!"

While shouting the battle roar to increase the attack power, Sharlayan charged at Gorak Tul.

Although not at his best, Gorak Tul was a battle-hardened leader of his race, ready to dodge the moment Sharlayan dropped his shoulders and swayed forward.

Turning sideways to avoid Sharlayan's charge and slashing straight, a gray-black halo emerged from Golek's right hand.

A flash of dark lightning struck Sharlayan from behind, feeling the threat from behind, Sharlayan didn't look back, and rolled forward. The black lightning brushed the leather armor on his back and sank into the distant mist.

Taking the opportunity to increase the distance between him and Gorak Tul, Sharlayan adjusted his posture and got up and continued to charge forward, and soon hid in the thick fog.

"Chase!"

With a big wave of his hand, Gorak Tul asked his Drust to follow Hylagal into the dense fog to search.

"Hey~"

The gloomy laughter not far away caused Gorak Tul's eyes to change slightly, but he still looked at him calmly.

"Golek Tour, I hope you still remember the agreement with the Goddess of the Underworld."

Gorak Tul responded indifferently: "Of course I remember, as long as Hela can let me and my subordinates return to Azeroth, Zlos, the Blighted Realm, will belong to her."

"very good."

Hablon, the captain of the Naglfar, sneered, "A mere mortal can't take it down, Gorek, you've become weaker."

In his heyday, Gorak Tul was an undisputed legendary powerhouse, and his battle with Arom Waycrest is still recorded in the history books of Kul Tiras.

The result of this battle is a lose-lose situation for both sides.

Gorak Tul's body died, and his weakened soul hid in the Blight Realm to linger on.

Arom Waycrest was also mortally wounded in the decisive battle, and died young a few years after the war ended.

He also holds the power of death. As early as when he gained control of the Blight Realm, Gorak Tul had contact with the Vrykul God of Death, Hela.

Gorak Tul has self-knowledge. In his heyday, he was definitely not the opponent of Hella, the **** of death. He was a strong man who had surpassed the limits of mortals and stepped into the realm of the gods. Not many people in Azeroth could guarantee that he could win against Hela pull.

Hela, the self-proclaimed God of Death, has always been coveting the Withered Realm. If she can annex this small plane, her strength will be enhanced again.

Although I don't know why Hela didn't forcefully **** it, Gorak Tull has basically figured out the other party's bottom line through years of contact.

A fresh life is more important than anything else, as long as Hela can help him return to the material world, it is not unacceptable to pay for the world of withering.

Hela never showed up to talk to him face to face, and sent this Hablon over to negotiate every time.

Hela's negligence made Gorak Tour very dissatisfied, and the delayed deal made him more and more anxious. He began to doubt whether Hela was really sincere.

From Hablon's point of view, Hella didn't want to make this deal, but simply couldn't.

To complete the deal, Helya must resurrect Gorak and his minions herself.

But here lies the problem. In order to suppress a powerful existence with his partners, Hela couldn't leave the abyss of Hell at all.

Hablon repeatedly persuaded Gorak Tul to take all his subordinates and take the Naglfar with him to the abyss of Hell to meet Hela.

But Gorak Tul is not a fool. When he arrives at the opponent's territory, when there is an obvious strength gap between the two sides, Hela has the final say on how to round and flatten.

Gorak Tul's worry was not wrong, Hela did want to prostitute herself for nothing.

In the eyes of the distorted Hella, it is completely unacceptable for a mere mortal to dare to negotiate terms with the "great" **** of death.

But the equally cunning Gorak Tul was not fooled, and the deal between the two parties was so embarrassing, which lasted for more than 1,000 years.

When Gorak Tull observed Ulfar appearing in the Crimson Forest in the Blight Realm, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com and the series of changes after that, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Orfa, who has been procrastinating for countless years, is probably going to kill him.

With Gorak Tul's current weak state, even if he faces the old Ulfah directly, he may not have a chance of winning, and there is a high probability that he will die together.

Gorak, who regretted his life, didn't dare to gamble, he still had great ambitions to accomplish.

Just at this time, Hablon came to lobby again, and Gorak Tul asked the Naglfar to help him defeat the enemies who invaded the Blight Realm on the grounds of testing his sincerity.

He made a promise that as long as Hablon helps Drust get through this difficulty, he is willing to take the Nagfar to the abyss of Hell to complete the deal.

As for whether the promise will be fulfilled afterwards, that is another matter.

"Where did that guy go?"

"Find it quickly! No one can afford to delay Hela's important event!"

Sharlayan, who turned into a lynx and entered a stealth state, didn't actually go far. He hid in the thick fog nearby, keeping at the limit distance where he could hear the conversation between Gorak Tull and Hablon.

"The transaction that has been delayed for thousands of years, the fragile interest relationship, maybe...can be used?"

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