Yuna, who was sitting on Tyrion's shoulders, hugged her little bear and waved her other hand. The red wand in her hand drew a perfect arc in the air, and blue arcane starlight flew out from the top of the wand.
It accurately hit the head of a dementor that was peeping in the darkness, startling the latter. The monster, whose body was covered with black petroleum-like mucus, turned around and ran into the deep darkness.
In Tyrion's eyes, the dark mist in front of him rippled away, like a pebble being thrown into a pond.
"It's strange...they are not afraid of the sharp sword in my hand, even if I can chop off their heads."
The great lord inserted the Apocalypse Demonic Sword wrapped in black flames on the ground, turned to look at the proud little ghost:
"But they are afraid of the wand that can't hurt them at all. To be precise, they are afraid of you. Why?"
"Because Yuna is super powerful!"
The little ghost grabbed Tyrion's helmet and waved the wand in his hand triumphantly:
"Because Yuna's wand can shoot stars, and bad guys hate stars!"
"Is it really that simple?"
Tyrion shook his head. He didn't believe Yuna's childish statement. This little ghost was special in this unowned wilderness. There was no doubt that the two of them had explored this wilderness together as many as 49 times.
, the great lord has done almost nothing else in the past few months and has been spending his energy exploring the Realm of Death. So far, the "assimilation" process between him and the Realm of Death has been completed.
The energy of death as huge as the endless sea, the body and brute strength strengthened by the blood of the Dragon King, and even the unique blood-draining power of Sarain's talent, all of these belong to the original power of the Dark Blade Lord, and they are all in this world.
Being stripped away, he is like an ordinary high elf here. Waving Apocalypse for a long time will cause back pain. What's more terrible is that the time he can stay in this place is also limited.
Just like Anhild, the leader of the Valkyries, explained... The power that belongs to this world cannot be used in the world of death, because this is another world with completely different rules from the current world.
However... Tyrion still retains another kind of power in his body.
The soul, the powerful and unyielding soul has taken on another form in this world - the black soul flame. The pure power of the soul is easier to manipulate in this world, and it is full of power. This makes the people with overall weakened physical fitness
When the lord is exploring the Realm of Death, he will not be pressed to the ground and rubbed by the Dementors everywhere.
In fact, after adapting to the new rules in these recent adventures, he has been able to confront the ubiquitous dark creatures head-on. It's still the same old routine, with a wave of the sword and the head falls to the ground... But this is still a process.
The high lord knows very well that he is still a long way from the secret of this world. So far, he still lacks one important thing.
Something that can directly communicate with this world...the "crown" that Yuna said. To this day, Tyrion still doesn't know what the crown represents. He can only blindly follow the little ghost and use both hands to
He measured this vast wilderness of the Dead Realm with his feet, constantly killed more dementors, released the souls from those monsters, and then spawned more "undead" in the present world of the Eastern Continent.
It's like some kind of mysterious "cycle".
"Eh!"
Just as the two were talking, a slight ripple came from behind, causing the great lord and Yuna to turn their heads at the same time. Tyrion saw the dark ripples behind them, while Yuna grabbed the great lord's helmet and
He stood up on his shoulders, like a little monkey, covering his eyes with his hands, as if looking at something.
"Tyrion! A wild boar!"
Yuna screamed happily:
"I saw a wild boar, oh my God! It was huge, like a hill, and it was crossing the chasm... it was entering your world! It saw me! It was roaring at me! Oh my God,
So vicious... so ugly!”
"Oh? Really?"
The great lord couldn't see the scenery behind the darkness, but from Yuna's description, he could probably guess what was happening in this world. He held the bone sword burning with black flames in the palm of his hand and let the cold wind of the world of death blow.
His long hair became alive again, and he whispered:
"It seems that the Wither One has begun to take action... The wild boar you saw is called Agamaggan... It is the god of brute force, earth and thorns."
"Millions of years later, the mysterious and powerful demigods of the wilderness...have returned to this world again."
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Wild demigods, these are the giant beasts that walked on the primitive land in the wild era of Azeroth.
Most of them have come into contact with the guardians left by the Titans in this world. They are still beasts in nature, but after soaking in the power of the Titans, they broke through the shackles of beast life and obtained the power of the protoss.
Recognition and blessing are thus transformed into another ultimate manifestation of power.
The power of life, one of the six basic powers in the stars, its ultimate manifestation in Azeroth is these wilderness gods who use the essence of life as a carrier... They maintain the form of beasts, but their inner beings have
Being completely changed, the soul and body are unified in a mysterious form. As long as the soul does not die, the body will exist forever.
Sound familiar?
That's right...this is also Tyrion's current state in the world at this time. In other words, the great lord of Dark Blade himself can also be regarded as a special wilderness demigod.
Observers should have not forgotten that when Tyrion threw the Seed of Life into the Sunwell in Quel'Thalas, with the help of the huge magic power accumulated by the Sunwell for thousands of years, the Seed of Life began its first...
This "growth" catalyzed the entire forest of Quel'Thalas, unconsciously giving those trees ultimate life.
At the end of the growth, the Seed of Life blossomed and bore fruit, and gave its fruit to Tyrion... The great lord absorbed the fruit, and then sent the core, which had lost its original form, to the Withered Ones.
This is his agreement with the Seed of Life.
And the fruit that condensed the initial energy of the Seed of Life gave Tyrion's dead body almost endless vitality. As long as Tyrion's soul is still there, his body at this time will no longer be annihilated... and
These wild demigods from thousands of years ago are almost identical.
However, the wilderness demigods are the ultimate embodiment of the power of life after all... Their life forms are more advanced than Tyrion. Death is a non-existent concept for the wilderness demigods. Tens of thousands of years ago,
In the War of the Ancients, many wilderness demigods died in the brutal war with the Burning Legion, but their souls still live in the Emerald Dream. As long as there is enough life energy in the outside world, their bodies can be reshaped.
But due to various problems, the druids have not really resurrected even a single wild demigod in the past ten thousand years. Now, this sacred mission that should belong to the Cenarion Circle has been replaced by another.
An organization took over.
At this moment, the entire Emerald Dream is swaying. This special world is shaken by the awakening of a sleeping demigod of the wilderness. The druids who practice in the Emerald Dream are awakened, along with the managers of this Emerald Dream.
The powerful Green Dragon Queen and Ysera the Awakened both opened their eyes on their towers.
Ysera cast her gaze to a corner of the Emerald Dream, and she saw... Agamaggan, the wild boar demigod who died in battle ten thousand years ago, and his powerful soul that had been sleeping had completely awakened, and was in a
Under the leadership of a familiar figure, we are walking step by step towards the intersection of dreams and reality.
It is about to be resurrected...to realize the return of demigods in this world...
Aga Magan's soul is huge. The huge body shining with emerald light is nearly 10 meters tall. It is just like an ordinary wild boar, but it has been enlarged more than ten times. Its body is full of strong and well-proportioned muscles.
Beyond the rough skin, there are scars, which are the souvenirs left by the wild boar demigod in past wars, and outside its soul body, there are also huge thorns wrapped around it like armor.
The gorgeous flame-like mane is swaying in the air of the Emerald Dream. Every step this behemoth that has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years makes the ground of the Emerald Dream shake endlessly, and the roaring wild boar demigod seems to feel it.
In anticipation of its upcoming rebirth, it kept roaring with joy. Every time it took a step forward, in this dream world, beautiful fallen leaves and flowers spread out wherever it walked.
The druids watched this unimaginable scene in their dreams. Whether they were old or young, even the old warriors who had experienced the ancient wars had never really seen a wilderness demigod resurrected.
scene, and what surprised them even more was the dream walker who was holding a unique lamp, just like a soul guide, guiding Aga Magan's soul back to the living world...
Many people, no, everyone knows him!
That was Fandral Staghelm, the archdruid who had just left the Cenarion Circle a few days ago.
"Come with me...come with me..."
Deer Helmet wears a dark green hood, which covers his body. He holds a soul-inducing lamp made from the vines of the seeds of life, and in the other hand holds an ancient wattle stick.
It was as if a ray of light shrouded him. When he took a step forward, the long hooded clothes spread back, adding an indescribable sense of mystery to his tall figure.
"Agamaggan, come with me... The powerful demigod, this world is calling you... Don't stay, don't stay... No matter how beautiful the dream is, there is a time to wake up... Don't stay...
Come with me..."
His low chanting voice made the surrounding Druids feel a burst of pressure. As soon as those Druids who wanted to stop him took a step, they would be pushed back to their positions by a gust of breeze, so Druids
When they looked up, they could see that in the sky of the Emerald Dream, Ansu, the crow demigod representing wings, storm and sky, was floating silently in the sky, watching the scene of the demigod's resurrection intently.
Anzu seems very interested in this...it won't allow anyone to disrupt Staghelm's ongoing ritual.
"Shua"
The green light shone, and as the power of nature spread, the figures of several great druids headed by Malfurion appeared in front of Staghelm and Agamaggan. They obtained the result in the first incident.
There was news that Staghelm had awakened the soul of the demigod, but today's Emerald Dream seemed to be affected by another force, and the process of entering it became very obscure. It took Malfurion and the Archdruids a long time to finally
Infiltrating himself into this Emerald Dream as a dream walker.
"Fandral! Stop!"
Malfurion took a step forward and raised his arm. The slightly weird black feather wings on his arm were trembling. Anger and disappointment appeared on the Arch Druid's face covered with green magic patterns. He raised his head
shouted:
"Staghhelt! I said, stop!"
Under his scolding, the deer helmet holding the soul-inducing lamp stopped in place. He raised his head. Under the hood, a stubbornness shone in his eyes. The former apprentice was confronting his mentor.
Under the gaze of thousands of druids, Malfurion said loudly:
"I don't know why you wanted to awaken Agamaggan, but Staghelm, you can't resurrect the demigod. Without the support of the life energy of Nordrassil, the world tree, you simply don't have enough power to complete the return of the demigod.
Ritual... Your adventure will only severely damage Agamaggan's soul. Give up, Staghelm... I know you are disappointed and angry, but this kind of behavior... You shouldn't do this.
Such reckless behavior!”
"hehe."
In response to Malfurion's persuasion, Staghelm just made a meaningless taunt and said in a hoarse voice:
"Nordrassil means everything to you, but it is not everything!"
"Gentle nature is just one side of nature, and now, I have seen the other side of nature, which has more power than what Nordrassil gave you... Get out of the way, Malfurion,
The world's principles you insist on will be broken today, do you think I can't do it?"
"Then open your eyes and take a good look!"
"You fools who sit in a well and look at the sky... My companions and I just picked up the sacred mission that you abandoned, that's all..."
After saying that, Shikelit raised the soul-inducing lamp in his hand and shouted loudly:
"Did you see it? The powerful Agamaggan, these druids, these druids who keep saying they want to protect the way of nature, are preventing me from resurrecting the demigods... They are unwilling to fulfill their obligations
They once made an oath, but they have turned into a group of...rotten monsters!"
"The power of life is right in front of you, you can feel it... Come with me! In the name of the Wither, in the name of the cycle of life and death... I announce your return, Agamaggan, the great wilderness demigod.
, just today!”
Fandral Staghelm raised the soul-inducing lamp in his hand high, and the wild power from the Seed of Life followed the corner of Drustvar's Emerald Dream, crossing this illusory world like a bright light.
, falling from the sky like sunlight, the huge and suffocating green light, the beam of light filled with life energy that is almost as good as the World Tree, enveloped Deer Helm and the demigod spirit behind him.
At this moment, the huge body of the awakened Ysera appeared outside the light pillar in a dream-breaking posture. The Green Dragon Queen seemed to be aware that something was wrong. She wanted to stop this ritual, but the moment she appeared, she was suspended in the sky.
The crow demigod Ansu let out an angry roar, and the black feathers flying all over the sky formed a powerful storm, blocking the Green Dragon Queen's power from the light pillar.
"This was supposed to be Rukhmar's future, I saw it...I won't allow you to stop it!"
Amidst Ansu's screams, the waves of the green light curtain became larger and larger. The wild life energy escaped, causing the surrounding druids to close their eyes, just like the moment when the sun was shining to its extreme.
, in the soul-stirring shock, this dream was completely shattered.
The next moment, in the cave of Razor Highlands, the dreaming Staghelm suddenly opened his eyes. Behind him, the great druids of the Blighter all raised their heads. In front of their eyes, the closed stone cave suddenly shattered.
The unparalleled green light shrouded the entire Razor Highlands, like a green sun under the sun, and that light was clearly visible to humans as far away as the Shining Plains.
At the moment when the light dimmed slightly, a loud roar belonging to the demigods resounded throughout Kalimdor.
It announces that...the demigods of the wilderness from thousands of years ago are officially returning today...
