34. A Long Talk About Death--Greeding Wolf Brothers for Disobedience [8/10]
Azeroth is a magical world, not to mention the most terrifying force among the stars. The demons of the Burning Legion are working tirelessly to destroy this planet. Let’s talk about the internal composition of this planet. When you peel away the appearance,
Later, the intricate truths will be enough to open your eyes.
In the small world of Draenor, there is only a weak elemental plane outside the main plane. In the world of Azeroth, outside the main plane, there is the Emerald Dream, a subsidiary plane that is broader than the main plane.
, there are also three living hells related to the mysterious Shadow Realm, and four large elemental realms, which are the residences of the four elemental kings. It is said that there is a darkness hidden under the waves of the endless sea.
The underwater kingdom.
The power of that kingdom is greater than all the powers in the world combined.
And this is only what has been discovered so far...
Even the Death God Bwonsamdi, who was born at the same time as the initial fire of civilization, would describe it in a tone of awe when talking about the truth of this world.
"This is a complicated world, with various forces competing behind the scenes. It makes sense for those in power not to pay attention to mortal wars, because in our opinion, you are just making small fuss and are not even qualified to be on the stage.
.”
Bwonsamdi looked directly at Tyrion with his own eyes. That look was enough to make any living person's scalp tingle, but it was nothing to the undead. Tyrion sat cross-legged quietly.
Opposite Bwonsamdi, waiting for Bwonsamdi to answer his question head-on.
And this cunning guy seems to be tight-lipped about anything related to the Hell Abyss and Hela. It seems that he is indeed very afraid of Hela.
"My power is not as good as Hela, far less... Before I got the blessing of death, she already existed in a huge lost system, which is the system that makes up the world, and Hela has suffered some nightmares
Her experiences and painful past drove her crazy and turned her into a madman obsessed with personal hatred."
Bwonsamdi's fingers waved in the mist of Hades, and he whispered:
"But it is precisely because of this that I have enjoyed peace for so many years. But before I tell you about Hela's recent movements, I want to ask you a question, Tyrion. The answer to this question is directly related to what you can get from me.
How much knowledge has been taken away, so I hope you will answer me honestly."
The body of the troll Death floated. He was suspended in the air, arms folded, staring at Tyrion:
"How much do you know about death?"
This question made the Dark Blade King frown. After a moment, he answered:
"Death is one of the six basic forces that exist in the universe of stars. It exists together with the other five forces, but the other forces all have their own representatives, except death."
Tyrion cleared his throat and spoke out the ancient memories in his mind:
"The arcana of order corresponds to the powerful Titan, the evil energy of chaos corresponds to the cunning great demon, the pure holy light corresponds to the Naaru, the sneaky void corresponds to the Void Lord, and the abundant life corresponds to the wild demigod, well, at least in Eze
Lars is like this, the last is peaceful death... Maybe it is represented by the undead, but even as a member of the undead, I don't think we are qualified to represent the real death... We are just creations of death
That’s all.”
“Perfect answer!”
Bwonsamdi snapped his fingers and looked at Tyrion with admiration:
"Sure enough, you are also one of the few people who understand the ancient secrets, and your guess is correct. Of course the undead cannot represent death. Even Hela and I are just creations of death. They are more advanced than you, but in essence
From a practical point of view, we are the same."
"The concept of death is far beyond the imagination of a single world. You can regard it as a definition, as a rule, and as an existence. Just like the pure holy light, the holy light has no emotions. It will
Give your own power to any recognized existence. From this point of view, even the undead can also use the power of the Holy Light as long as they are recognized by the Holy Light..."
"You have to understand that the six major forces go hand in hand with each other. Although there will be internal hostility, in general, they come from the same source and are interpenetrated. And behind Hela and I... there is another
A boss."
The voice of the troll Death became obscure and mysterious. He was suspended in the air, staring at Tyrion with his own eyes, and he said:
"I'm about to tell you the secret of the third hell in Azeroth, and I have a feeling that that place will become your territory in the future, so it's important to have a good relationship with you in advance... I don't want me to tell you more
Get a crazy companion."
"Let's talk about Hela first."
Tyrion once again turned the topic to Hela, the Queen of the Hell Abyss. This time, Bwonsamdi could no longer change the subject. He glared at Tyrion angrily, as if he felt that the death knight in front of him was too stubborn.
, but after a moment, the troll let out a long sigh:
"You really want to know? Well...then I'll tell you."
"There is not much difference in essence between my Hades Palace and the Hades Abyss. Souls after death will return here, and as managers, most of the souls we handle must be re-released into the real world to realize the goals of life.
Reincarnation is part of the balance of the world. Of course, as managers, we can keep those souls we like without affecting the cycle of life and death."
Bwonsamdi waved his four fingers in the air, and his voice became dry:
"But Hela broke this rule. She began to intercept souls from the mortal world thousands of years ago and formed her own Kvaldir Army. From a certain point of view, the Kvaldir Army is your dark side.
An upgraded version of the Blade Legion, Hela used the power of the Titans she carried to forge the bodies of the mist for those dead souls, and she did all this to prepare for the future battle with the Titan Guardian Odin.
A battle of life and death...the two of them are destined to have only one survive."
"I can understand that she wants revenge, but the problem is that Hela's actions have put me in a very dangerous position."
Bwonsamdi sighed helplessly:
"I said before, there is a boss behind her and me. Once it discovers that the cycle of life and death in Azeroth has been broken by the administrator, we will be finished... This is why I hate Hela, that madman
It affects not only her own destiny, but Hela is obsessed with revenge. She will not let go of any valuable power. She needs soldiers, and your Dark Blade Legion is what she needs most...cannon fodder."
"Hundreds of thousands of undead are raging in the eastern continent, how could she not notice? What's more, you should not have forgotten that your soul is incomplete, and part of it fell into the hands of Hela."
Bwonsamdi let out a gloomy laugh, which was full of ridicule and ridicule. He looked at Tyrion's cold expression, he chuckled and comforted:
"Don't worry too much. You are not a low-level undead anymore. It is impossible for Hela to use soul fragments to directly control you, but you'd better not take the initiative to appear in front of her... When you are not strong enough, according to me
As we all know, Hela has sent the Shadow Val'kyr under her command to look for you. Maybe you will meet soon. Now, do you really want to learn how to capture the Val'kyr? That is the prey that is delivered to your door.
"
"Are you so sure that I will go against Hela?"
Tyrion asked back:
"Can't I surrender to her?"
Bwonsamdi did not answer. He lowered his body for the first time and stood with his feet on the ground of Hades. He looked at Tyrion calmly. After a moment, he asked:
"Will you?"
"Of course not!"
The Dark Blade King sneered: "Do you think I am the kind of person who is willing to be inferior to others? Well, teach me what I need, and tell me where the damn third hell is!"
"Of course, fulfilling the transaction is what old Bwonsamdi likes to do the most."
The troll Death stretched out his finger and sketched a twisted map in the strange fog of Hades. His eyes looked through the map in mid-air and stared at Tyrion behind the map. He told stories in an old man's way.
Said:
"The Shadow Realm, the Death Realm, Hell, whatever you want to call it, it is a world as vast as the stars. Just as there are too many creatures of different faiths living in the real world, there are also many active people in the Shadow Realm.
A lot of different forces.”
"You may have heard of the name of the Lord of the Void. Those twisted shadow monsters are very powerful, their power is very strange, and they are using every means to corrupt the real world, but what I want to tell you is... don't be afraid of them
!In the vast world of the Shadow Realm, even the lawless Lords of the Void never dare to provoke death..."
"The Shadow Realm has its own exit in every real world among the stars. It is like a never-ending net. In Azeroth, there are three entrances to the Shadow Realm, the Hades Palace, the Hades Abyss, and the Underworld Abyss.
There is the last one, the most mysterious one. Hela and I have been looking for it, but we have found nothing. I can only tell you that the third hell of mortals is hidden above the waves of the sea... Its entrance is hidden in another
In one plane."
Bwonsamdi let out a low and unclear laugh. Under the bone mask, his eyes shone with a strange light:
"Thousands of years ago, a group of ignorant mortals stepped into that plane. They called it the "Blighted Realm", but their weak bodies could not withstand such high-level power. Soon, they fell into
In their ignorant madness, they collected souls and tried to build their own hell outside the entrance, on the land infected by the power of the dead... There is no doubt that they failed."
"But that dilapidated ruin is where you are going to find Tyrion. Blade of Dawn. This will be a long road. What I want to tell you is that even finding it is only the beginning of a long road.
, to truly enter the realm of death, you also need a guide...a resident living in the Shadow Realm who is willing to risk his soul to take you into it."
This strange description, which was similar to a prophecy, made Tyrion frown. After a few seconds, he digested the information given by Bwonsamdi. He raised his head and looked at the Troll Death:
"What if there is no guide?"
"Hehehehe"
Bwonsamdi let out a blood-curdling laugh:
"Then I advise you not to step into that world. All the power you have is meaningless in that world. There, the soul is the basis for everything, and your current soul is obviously not real.
..Powerful. When there is no guide to guide you, you will only get lost in the endless darkness, see those twisted and grotesque shadows, and then be eaten bit by bit by the monsters rushing out of the shadows, becoming that world.
One of the countless nutrients.”
"You want to create your own hell for your followers. This will be the most terrifying challenge that a mortal soul will be able to withstand, but I also hope you can succeed. After all, we are friends..."
"You have to move faster, Tyrion. Once Hela discovers that you have captured her Val'kyr, the madman's merciless revenge will follow. You can't stop that madman now.
This kind of strength... you have to speed up your pace."
"Click, click"
The steel gauntlets worn on Tyrion's palms beat with a low sound between collisions. He stood up, looked at the troll Death in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"Then, come on, teach me how to catch those little cuties and make them available to me."
"Actually, capturing the Val'kyr is very simple. After your eyes can penetrate the barrier between reality and the shadow world, you can easily see them, but they are very fast. Once they escape into another dimension, you will fail.
So before arresting him, the first thing you have to do is to build a strong enough soul cage for yourself."
Bwonsamdi's fingers moved. The black flames that Tyrion had seen quickly reorganized into a shining rune on the ground under his feet. At Bwonsamdi's signal, Tyrion took a step forward.
, stepped on the rune, and the next moment, a black beam of light spread from his side, imprisoning his body in it, like a black birdcage. In it, Tyrion felt that he could not think anymore.
Stopping operation is like the soul being bound by heavy chains.
"Bang"
In the waving of Bwonsamdi's fingers, the black birdcage suddenly shattered. After Tyrion regained his freedom, the figure of the troll Death slowly dissipated in the mist of Hades:
"Do you understand? Your soul...is your most powerful weapon."
"Wait, Bwonsamdi, there is one more thing. I want a...soul disguise."
