Remember [New] in a second! Sharlayan: "???"

"You mean, let us dive into the Maw?"

Sharlayan pointed at himself rather speechlessly: "Are you sure this isn't sending a sheep to a tiger's mouth?"

"After years of management and the secret assistance of Denathius, Chu Yuan has been built into the prison warden's lair. Entering Chu Yuan with our strength, isn't it definitely a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return?"

Gristia also agreed with Sarlayan's point of view: "Yes, your current strength is definitely not enough."

"According to the information left by the military lord, Zoval has long since gotten rid of the seal imposed on him by the military lord, and has established a large-scale army in the Devouring Abyss."

"If you don't have the strength of a demigod, you won't be able to resist thousands of troops, and among you..."

Gristia looked at Onyxia, who was dozing off on Sharlayan's shoulder: "Only this Miss Black Dragon is up to the standard, if the others enter the Maw together, they will not be able to perform against Zovar's army at all. How much does it work."

"Um?"

Onyxia lazily opened her eyes: "You won't let me be a lone hero, will you? Then I won't do it, I haven't lived enough yet."

Gristia shook her head amusedly: "Of course not, what I mean is that you need to improve your strength as soon as possible. It is best for all of you to break through the limits of mortals before going deep into the Maw to rescue the military master."

The four of Sarlayan exchanged glances in confusion, and Stellagosa asked suspiciously: "Is there enough time? According to the current progress, we will need at least several years...even more than ten years to break through the bottleneck."

"Zoval has already accelerated the progress of his plan, the Shadow Realm...can it last until all of us break through?"

Gristia shrugged helplessly: "Otherwise? Can't the whole universe recruit people to help?"

"Let's not talk about whether my Kyrians can find suitable candidates in their spare time. With such an obvious move, Denathius will definitely notice the clues, which will cause him to tear himself apart with us in advance."

"The difficulty of only facing Zoval, who is trapped in the Maw and cannot escape, is completely different from the difficulty of facing two eternal beings at the same time."

"Until we are ready to formally launch a rescue mission to rescue the military master, we cannot turn against Denathius for the time being."

Having said that, Gristia especially praised Sharlayan's layout.

"Thanks to your suggestion, Revendreth raised a rebel army of considerable size."

"As long as we continue to secretly help Prince Renathal and Stonesmith, Denathrius will not be able to defeat them so easily, which will provide you with more time to grow."

Before Sharlayan smuggled into the Shadowlands, not without other living beings.

But most of the living who accidentally entered the shadow world did not step into the threshold of demigods. The only exception was Queen Azshara ten thousand years ago.

The Shadow Realm has existed since the Firstborn created the physical universe, with the exception of Azshara for so many years. This shows how difficult it is for the demigods to enter the Shadow Realm.

What? Wilderness demigod?

The wilderness demigods who entered the Shadow Realm and waited for resurrection are already in the form of souls. As long as they have been contaminated with the soul breath of the Shadow Realm, they will also be bound by the rules of the Shadow Realm.

The question came back again, where to find demigod living beings who had reached the required strength, and to persuade them to venture into the Maw Abyss where Zoval was in charge, facing the risk of being completely wiped out if they failed?

Except for Sharlayan, who has a God's perspective and a full view of the overall situation, who is born to work hard, which demigod would be willing to give up the good life in the material world, and foolishly bet everything, just to solve the crisis in the world of the dead that he has nothing to do with?

The demigods who have escaped the limits of mortals all have an eternal and infinite lifespan, and some demigods who are full of self-confidence don't even think that they will have the day when they will die.

That being the case, why do you have to risk everything for a crisis that you don't know if it will come.

Not every material world is a sweet pastry like Azeroth, and everyone wants to come up and take a bite.

The tragedy is that Sharlayan and others happen to be the natives of Azeroth.

According to the development of the original history, if the threats of Zovar and Denathrius are not resolved, the crisis in the Shadowlands will spread to Azeroth sooner or later.

The guardian dragons and the dragon family that support the planetary barrier cannot leave Azeroth without authorization.

The guardians of the titans are still torn apart, and a fierce civil war may break out in Ulduar at any time. There are not many demigods in Azeroth who can move freely and meet the standard.

Instead of pinning their hopes on those outsiders who don't know whether they are trustworthy, it is better to look forward to Sharlayan, who still has the title of acting Marquis of Creation on his head.

Under the barrage's explanation, Sarlayan finally straightened out his thoughts.

To put it simply, for the sake of Azeroth's future safety, he can't do without the help of the Shadow Realm.

"Hey~"

After thinking about this, Sharlayan smiled wryly and patted his forehead.

"Okay, I promise to enter the Devouring Abyss to rescue the soldier master in the future."

"But the ugly thing is that I still have a lot of things to do in Azeroth. It is impossible to keep retreating regardless of my care. I am not sure when I will be able to break through and become a demigod."

"Your Excellency Gristia, are you sure that the Shadow Realm can last until the day we break through?"

Gristia shrugged with a wry smile: "Whether we can or not, we must work hard to persevere, after all, there is no better way at present."

Without the leader of the army to fly, relying on the Winter Queen and Gristia who are at the bottom of the Eternals alone, I am afraid that they can't even handle a Denathius, let alone add a more difficult Zovar.

Right now, Blazing Wilderness and Promotion Fortress can only support the rebel army raised by Prince Renathal and the Stonesmith as much as possible, and hold Denathius' attention. Kingdom eyeliner.

This is destined not to be an easy task, but before thinking of a better plan, the situation in the shadow world can only be maintained in this way, patiently waiting for the day when the breaking point comes.

The task of rescuing the soldier lord cannot be carried out for the time being, and Sharlayan's mission in the Shadow Realm can only be suspended here.

The next step is to look at the efforts of the Winter Queen and Gristia.

Knowing part of the inside story in advance, Sharlayan speculated that gathering the resources of the three major kingdoms and the eternal city of Olympus should be able to hold back Denathrius for a long time.

Zoval's most important insiders in Blazing Wilderness, Promotion Fortress, and Maldraxxus have all been removed, but there will certainly be some spies with less important identities, which can only be handed over to those from within the three major kingdoms. Sober.

Onyxia, who had been unable to get motivated, finally regained her spirits when she heard this.

"So, we can finally go home?"

Sharlayan smiled and tapped Onyxia's dragon horn: "That's right, we've done everything we can. We're not able to complete the next task yet. Let's go home and practice hard."

Before leaving Bastion of Ascension, Sharlayan witnessed the reconciliation between the Forsworn and Kyrian.

Under Gristia's voluntary concession, the two factions successfully reached an agreement and returned to the consul Gristia's command.

In return, Gristia will discuss with the five saints and a number of folk representatives to work out a set of revised laws suitable for promotion to the fortress.

After bidding farewell to Gristia, the four-member team took advantage of the unlocked official space channel and went to Blazing Wilderness through Olympos.

The Queen of Winter's views are similar to Gristia's. She also believes that now she can only lie dormant temporarily, waiting for the day when the breaking point comes.

Finally, Sharlayan returned to Maldraxxus.

Bwonsamdi has completed the fusion of Zlos, the realm of withering, and the abyss of Hell, and the area of ​​the death subplane controlled by Sharlayan has greatly expanded.

With the joint assistance of the Winter Queen and Gristia, the newly born Blighted Realm, Zlos, has established a direct connection with the Secret Academy of Creation.

Every once in a while, as the acting Marquis Salayan, he needs to cross the gap between the two worlds to come to the Secret Court of Creation to handle business until a new Marquis of Creation is elected.

Before that, Sharlayan had to spend his time choosing two suitable barons to help him manage the daily affairs of the Secret Academy of Creation.

After all, Durotan and Wilfred are barons of the Chosen Academy, and they have their own official duties to deal with.

It’s okay to let them take over temporarily, it’s impossible for them to stay in the Secret Academy of Creation for a long time to help~lightnovelpub.net~ Baron…”

Sharlayan and his party, together with Bwonsamdi who came to greet him, crossed the gate from the Shadow Realm to the Blight Realm.

Through Bwonsamdi's transformation, the exit of the Blight Realm was relocated to Quel'Thalas, an uninhabited forest on the outskirts of the Marquis of Deep Shadow.

While distractedly following Valeera and the others towards Unicorn Town, the capital of the territory, Sharlayan frowned while flipping through the member list of the Secret Academy of Creation, which recorded the names and specialties of those who had the potential to become barons.

"Hey~ I'm back to my senses, let's find another time to choose slowly later."

Valeera waved her hand twice in front of Sharlayan: "We're home, let's take a good rest these few days to get rid of the fatigue of the journey, anyway, there's no rush."

"Suck ~ exhale ~"

Sharlayan took a deep breath to feel the long-lost hometown atmosphere, and the familiar air mixed with a little arcane energy was inhaled into his body, which finally gave him a real sense of going home.

"That's right, the work is endless, let's relax for a few days... Anyone want to go to Windrunner Beach with me for vacation?"