Sharlayan did not know much about the timeline of the Shadowlands.

At the current point in time, Zlos, the world of decay, and the abyss of Hell are far from being born. The death subplane that has long been subordinate to Sarlayan has been temporarily banned, and no other way can be found for a while. To the Shadowlands.

However, Sharlayan didn't intend to go to the Shadowlands in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago. He only needed to get rid of the guy who stole the soul in Azeroth.

There is one thing to say, although Sarlayan and Valeera guessed that Denathius was behind it, but they didn't have any evidence in their hands, and they just subconsciously blamed the shit-stirring stick who loves to make trouble.

After calming down and thinking further, Sharlayan told Valeera another counter-intuitive guess.

"Is there a possibility that Zoval has not been exiled to the Maw in this era, and it is not the shit-stirring Denathius who sneaked into Azeroth to make troubles, but the arbitrator Zoval who is in a period of confusion?"

"Zoval..." Valeera murmured, "Why do you think it's him?"

The Sharlayan duo will venture into C'Thun's territory next.

Different from the water elemental territory between the two ancient gods and the relatively peaceful central area, C'Thun is doing his best to fight the army of titan creations led by Odin and other guardians. Everyone knows where there must be It will not be peaceful.

"It's just a whim. To be honest, this possibility does exist, but the probability is low."

On the way to the south, Sharlayan analyzed to Valeera: "Zoval was not born with rebellion. Before he was defeated by other eternals and thrown into the Maw, he was the arbitrator in charge of the eternal city of Olympus. Officer, responsible for reviewing all souls that enter the Shadow Realm."

"That is to say, Zoval must have struggled and hesitated for a period of time before deciding to blacken. Maybe he will go to Azeroth to find inspiration."

Valeera nodded and said, "It's not impossible. I've heard from the Queen of Winter that the arbitrator, Zoval, foresaw some kind of threat and entered a... how to say? Hysterical state?"

"He believed that the rules created by the Firstborn were flawed. After persuading his colleagues to no avail, he radically tried to seize the imprints of other eternals and entered the tomb of the Firstborn to rewrite the rules. Banished to the Maw and imprisoned."

After Valeera finished telling the story from the perspective of the Winter Queen, she asked Salayan very curiously: "So what is the threat that Zorval sees? I always feel...where is his depraved pattern? heard about it."

"Heh~" Sharlayan shrugged his shoulders with a half-smile: "Of course you have heard of it. Is Zorval's experience similar to that of Sargeras?"

"Foreseeing threats, trying to unite compatriots, blackening and fighting after being rejected, this TM is almost exactly the same as Sargeras's degeneration process."

Valeera froze for a moment, then shook her head and said with a smile: "But the result was different. Sargeras successfully destroyed the Pantheon, but Zorval was defeated and imprisoned."

Sharlayan smiled meaningfully: "Since their experiences are so similar, but the ending is different, then... can I boldly guess that the so-called threat foreseen by the warden is also the same as the void that Sargeras is guarding against?" Majesty related?"

"Hmm..." Valeera frowned and considered for a moment: "Maybe, but unfortunately we don't have any evidence, and with our current strength and vision, it's still too early to consider the threat of the Lord of the Void."

"Indeed." Sharlayan sighed helplessly: "Let's not talk about the Lord of the Void, we can't even beat her lackey, the Ancient God. It doesn't make sense to think so far, it just adds to the trouble."

"The road to a bright future is ultimately down-to-earth step by step. No matter what considerations those big people have, we can only do what we can do first."

…

Sharlayan and Valeera, who had just left the territory of the water element and walked fairly smoothly, were immediately attacked by a wave of Qiraji.

With the current strength of the two of them, it is difficult for these elite-level bugs to pose a threat to them, and it is meaningless to accumulate more numbers.

In order to save time, and to prevent the battle from dragging on for too long and attracting more follow-up enemies, Sharlayan directly changed back to the dragon prototype, clearing the field instantly with a sip of charged three-color salt soda.

When the Qiraji in other areas realized that something was wrong through the sudden disappearance of a large number of link signals in the hive network, and rushed to the scene from their defense zone, all they saw was a huge scorched black pit before their eyes. No clues were left.

In this age of war, it is normal for the enemy and us to encounter in the wild.

The hive network is indeed very convenient in information transmission, and the accidents that happened in the border area were quickly known to the high-ranking Qiraji sitting in the center.

However, this loss of troops did not attract too much attention from the decision-makers under C'Thun's command. Most people thought that this 100-man squad just encountered an enemy at the level of the Titan Guardian, most likely Odin.

Before he was awarded the title of chief administrator, Odin had already made his mark on the battlefield.

This valiant warrior with a flaming beard wields the mighty power of light.

Different from the holy light used by Naaru, the power of Odin's light is more blazing in the form of expression, like a blazing sun, burning those who dare to fight against him into black ashes.

Judging from the charred traces at the scene, most of the Qiraji's top management agreed with this guess.

Sharlayan and Valeera knew nothing about C'Thun's speculation about the forces under his command.

After disposing of the unexpected scout team, the two changed their previous high-speed pace, slowed down and started to investigate the reason behind the disappearance of the soul in C'Thun's territory in a low-key manner.

In the process of deepening along the way, under the pressure of the environment, Sharlayan learned the illusion spell without a teacher, and adjusted the appearance of himself and Valeera.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are just two relatively short faceless people.

In fact, it is not quite accurate to say that he learned without a teacher. As early as a few years ago, after Sarlayan was activated by Malygos' blue dragon blood, Stellagosa poured a lot of practical lessons into him like a duck. spell.

You don't need to learn it for the time being, but at least you must prepare it first, maybe you will use it sometime in the future.

As it turned out, Stellagosa's foresight was correct.

Using the cover of the illusion spell, Sharlayan and Valeera passed through several villages and towns under the name of the Dark Empire unimpeded.

The local residents felt a little weird about the two faceless men who spoke Qiraji, but considering that Qiraji was also one of the official languages ​​of the Dark Empire, the people of the Dark Empire didn't take this little problem to heart.

As the two gradually penetrated into the rear of C'Thun's forces, they finally found some useful information.

"Is this the village that the high-ranking bugman mentioned?"

Based on the information obtained in the nearest city, the two arrived outside a small village that had long been abandoned. Valeera immediately began to investigate cautiously.

As the Blade of the Backlight elite in charge of tasks such as information transmission and secret investigation, this kind of work of tracking down clues is Valeera's strong point.

With the assistance of Sharlayan, who possesses a powerful energy flow perception ability, Valeera quickly found some strange traces that should not belong to the Dark Empire.

"This is…"

Valeera, who was wearing special gloves, carefully picked up a small cloud of dust from a backlit ground~lightnovelpub.net~Salayan, come and have a look too. "

"Huh? Did you find anything?"

Sharlayan, who was letting the wind outside, walked over quickly, and he saw the dried green soil on Valeera's hand at a glance.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's stained with... seems to be preservatives?"

Inquiring and investigating along the way, the two obtained a lot of information related to the missing soul case.

For some victims, only their souls disappeared, leaving their bodies intact, but in some places like this small village, people and souls disappeared without a trace in just a few days.

Valeera discovered a pattern based on the results of investigation and sampling, the qiraji who left their bodies and lost their souls were all qiraji, while those who disappeared with their bodies were faceless.

After analysis, Valeera came to a conclusion.

The people behind it should be concerned about the Qiraji's hive thinking network, and they don't want to be caught by them, so they just stole their souls without anyone noticing.

However, the Faceless people do not have this convenient function that can link the whole clan mentally, and the connection between villages and towns still needs to be achieved through relatively primitive physical contact methods.

When the neighbors around discovered the anomaly in this small village, there was already no one in the village, as if the whole world had evaporated overnight.

"Heh~ The fox's tail is finally exposed."

After checking the dryness of the preservative, Sarlayan said thoughtfully: "At least a month has passed. With such a long incident, it may be difficult for this small village to find more useful clues. We will continue Investigate deeply."

"I have a hunch that we are not far from the guy who is hiding behind the scenes."