Sarlayan thought he had escaped from Dazar'alor through strength, but that was not the case.
If Bwonsamdi hadn't appeared in time to stop the angry Garni and distract the attention of many Loa, including Lezan, Sarlayan would never have been able to leave the city of Dazar'alor.
After all, Sarlayan is still young and inexperienced, and his understanding of natural spirits like Loa is far from sufficient.
Loa's strength may be strong or weak, but no matter how weak Loa is, it cannot be easily defeated by mortals unless they are unprepared.
Just like those unlucky ones in Zul'Gurub who had their power usurped by their own priests.
Now that he has been discovered, Sarlayan will no longer cover his whereabouts.
After entering Nazmir Swamp, the number of pursuers behind him, whether in the sky or underground, was significantly reduced.
After running wildly for a few minutes with the explosive power of a feline, Sarlayan could no longer see any Zandalari pursuers, replaced by a small group of skinny blood trolls.
The blood magic of these blood trolls is really weird. When he first fought with them, Sarlayan didn't check for a while and was slightly brushed aside by the blood magic.
Just such a small wound caused the blood all over his body to surge, and the blood in his body poured out uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Sarlayan reacted in time, rushed out of the encirclement in the shortest possible time, and killed the blood troll spellcaster hiding behind the team.
He glanced at his character panel and saw that after killing this small group of blood trolls, his warrior level had risen to 28, one step closer to becoming an elite.
"Not bad, not bad. It was my first time fighting the blood troll, and I didn't get caught."
The haunting voice came from the rainforest behind Sarlayan, and it was none other than Loagani, the slender jaw dragon that had been following closely.
"Hey~"
Sarlayan sighed helplessly: "What on earth do you want to do? Don't you want to avenge your followers?"
"Hehe~ That was the original plan."
A humane and cunning look appeared on Ghani's face: "But I changed my mind. A guy with shaky beliefs and hedging his bets is not worthy of my too much concern."
"As Bwonsamdi said, our lifespan is too long, and most of our days are boring."
"Instead of wasting time on boring revenge, it's better to seize the time and have some fun."
Sarlayan rolled his eyes: "So? I am your pleasure?"
"Hehe~ Not yet."
Garni smiled meaningfully: "But I am very optimistic about your future. Maybe you can let me see something different from other mortals."
"what ever."
During the journey to Hades, Sarlayan met and talked with Garni many times, and he could no longer feel the hostility of Loa, the slender jaw dragon.
Although he didn't know what this nature spirit revered as a god wanted to do, since the other party showed no malice, Sarlayan didn't bother to think too much.
The current Sarlayan is far from being a match for Loa. If the opponent really wants to kill him, he will most likely be unable to resist.
Bwonsamdi's home base, Hades, is located in the northwest of Nazmir.
After escaping Zandalari's pursuit, Sarlayan fought his way through the scattered blood troll camps and headed straight towards the Underworld.
The Palace of the Underworld is a very deserted complex of troll-style buildings. Standing on the road in front of the Palace of the Underworld, Sarlayan can see a large number of broken or complete blue souls floating towards the main hall.
Gani, who was still following Sarlayan, explained: "Bwonsamdi is Loa, the god of death, but he cannot blatantly violate the rules of life and death."
"The vast majority of dead souls will be led to the Shadow Realm. Only a few powerful beings who hold the power of death can intercept their own believers from the messengers of the Shadow Realm."
"In the troll society, almost all trolls are followers of Bwonsamdi. After their death, their souls will flow to the underworld and become Bwonsamdi's collection."
This is not the first time that Sharlayan has heard the name Shadow Realm. Since the barrage has not explained it in detail before, Sharlayan only knows that it is a world that contains the dead.
"Where is the Shadow Realm? Like the Emerald Dream, it is one of the mirror worlds of Azeroth?"
"Huh?" Gani glanced at Sarlayan as if he were a fool: "I don't know, the Shadow Realm contains more than just the souls of Azeroth."
"In all worlds in the entire universe, as long as someone dies, their souls will flow into the Shadow Realm."
"I'm not Bwonsamdi, and I don't know much about the Shadow Realm."
"If you're interested, you might as well go in and ask that mean-mouthed God of Death. If he's in a good mood, he might be able to answer some of your questions."
Sarlayan originally thought that Bwonsamdi would block Garni, the uninvited guest, from the Hades Palace, but when he arrived at the main gate of the Hades Palace, Garni was still following him beside him.
"Rare guest~rare guest."
Bwonsamdi, who was floating cross-legged in the hall, let out a strange laugh of "hehe" and looked at the small slender jaw dragon next to Sarlayan's legs with interest.
"What? You don't feel satisfied with seeking revenge from Sarlayan, so you plan to fight directly with old Bwonsamdi?"
Ghani snorted angrily: "Save it, your acting skills are too bad."
"Now I just want to know what's so special about this kid that it's worth taking the risk for you, a profit-seeking old bastard."
Bwonsamdi twitched his lips noncommittally: "Don't put it so harshly, old friend, who in this world doesn't act for their own benefit?"
"Hmph~"
Gani was too lazy to quarrel with Bwonsamdi: "Stop talking nonsense, let me see what your deal is. I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Hehe~ Trust me, you won't be disappointed, old friend."
Bwonsamdi smiled and hooked his fingers at Sharlayan, and the ritual knife tied to his left front paw automatically floated towards Bwonsamdi.
"Oh, right."
Holding the knife with two fingers, Bwonsamdi said to Sarlayan with a half-smile: "You can change back. I believe Gani will not reveal your identity to others."
Sarlayan looked thoughtfully at Gani, who was full of curiosity.
Due to his previous experience of being tricked, Thalayan couldn't even believe a single punctuation mark from Bwonsamdi.
Ignoring Garni's expectant eyes, the old god Sarlayan stared at Bwonsamdi, urging him to take the next step quickly with his eyes.
"Tsk~ You've learned so much, it's boring."
A ball of blue soul was thrown out of Bwonsamdi's knife.
Before the wailing soul could escape, Bwonsamdi stretched out his other hand and pinched him.
"No! Please let me go, please!"
"Hmph..."
Bwonsamdi, who had always been cynical, looked a little gloomy at this time, looking at the struggling Scar Troll soul with a sneer.
"Gongda, when I signed the contract, I should have told you what would happen if you tried to resist the debt collector, right?"
"Old Bangsandi has always respected the contract. Since you took the initiative to violate it, don't blame me."
"no no!"
Bwonsamdi's three fingers closed together and crushed Gonda's soul into countless pieces on the spot.
Gani just curled his lips and didn't say anything. He obviously didn't have a good impression of this believer who was both a snake and a rat.
"Watch it, little one."
Bwonsamdi's expression became serious, causing the blue soul fragments to cover the ritual knife.
The originally rusty knife became shiny and sharp as if going back in time.
Bwonsamdi held the knife and drew it in mid-air, cutting out a space passage that led to an unknown direction.
"Give."
Throwing the brand-new ritual knife to Sharlayan without any hesitation, Bwonsamdi gently touched the crack with his other hand, and the space channel immediately disappeared.
Jumping into the air and biting the handle of the knife with his leopard mouth, Sharlayan looked at Bwonsamdi with doubtful eyes.
"Ha~"
Lying lazily, he floated into the air and yawned. Bwonsamdi looked at Sarlayan with a meaningful look in his eyes.
"This is the key I promised to give to Inas. The rest is none of my business. Go back and find that old bear."
"I look forward to seeing your wonderful performance in another world."