Chapter 1181 What dialect version of Titan is this?
Rukhma's soul is different from that of the zombie bird flying over the Arak Peaks.
Although the hair of that empty shell is considered beautiful, it is not enough to impress the high elves with extremely high aesthetic standards.
The soul of Rukhmar in front of Sarlayan shimmered with soft golden-red light and shadow, and many gorgeous special effects were added to the already beautiful feathers.
If it soars high in the sky, it looks like a miniature sun from a distance, shining on the earth with its own warm light.
All that remains of Rukhma's empty shell is the flying instinct of a bird. Even though she is still a little distracted, every move of her soul can still make Sarlayan feel the elegance and gentleness from the bottom of her heart.
'My heart-warming and elegant sister, so Ansu is so good at this?'
Theoretically, demigods can transform into mortal forms, but Sharlayan is not looking forward to Rukhmar's mortal form.
If you think about it carefully, you can guess that if Rukhma wants to change form, the appearance she chooses must be based on the arakkoa she created.
The beauty of the arakkoa... at least Sharlayan couldn't appreciate it.
"Hello, Ms. Rukhma."
Seeing Rukhma's orange eyes staring blankly into the distance, Sarlayan took the initiative to interrupt her contemplation.
"I am Sharlayan Deepshadow, a demigod from Azeroth. It is a pleasure to meet you."
"ah……"
Hearing someone calling his name, Rukhma, who had just woken up from a long slumber, finally came to his senses and nodded politely to Sarlayan in response.
"Hello, I'm Rukhma...I'm sorry, I don't know what our world should be called."
Draenor was a name given to this planet only after the Draenei arrived. Rukhma was active far before that, so it was natural that she didn't know about Draenor.
After Sharlayan's explanation, Rukhmar accepted his explanation and used Draenor to refer to his home world.
Sarlayan never liked to waste time on pleasantries and talking in circles. After a simple explanation, he said to Rukhma straight to the point: "Ms. Rukhmar, Bwonsamdi should have mentioned some information to you before.
Bar?"
"Yes."
Rukhma sighed gracefully: "I didn't expect that I would have a chance to get a second life."
"For a native like me who was born in a 'rural' world, such a great existence as the Soul of the World is simply unimaginable."
Sharlayan smiled and asked: "So... what are your wishes? Are you willing to join Azeroth?"
"certainly."
Rukhma said without hesitation: "No one can refuse a second life. There are still many things I want to confirm personally."
Sarlayan was not surprised by Rukhma's choice. Survival is the instinct of all intelligent creatures. Moreover, although she died at the end of her life, she still had many regrets that she could not achieve it.
Among them were the children she created with her own hands, the Arak Crow, and the benefactor whom she never saw again until her death, the raven demigod Anzu.
It is said that Sharlayan was very interested in the complicated relationship between Rukhmar and Anzu.
It’s hard to tell from the story just what kind of feelings Rukhma has towards Ansu.
Just a simple desire to repay a favor? Or... Ansu, who has low self-esteem and is emotionally cowardly, doesn't just have unrequited love?
However, Sarlayan was not willing to ask such rude and personal emotional questions to Rukhma when they met for the first time.
...Anyway, he will have a chance to witness it with his own eyes later.
Before that, Sharlayan must first find a way to bring Rukhmar's soul to Azeroth to see if he can use this as an opportunity to establish contact with the star soul.
For the next period of time, Rukhma settled down in the Blighted Realm with peace of mind, and she was able to take advantage of this opportunity to sort out her messy thoughts.
After reuniting with Rukhmar, Sarlayan returned to the Hall of Light to tell Adal the good news.
However, before reaching the final and definite conclusion, Sarlayan and Adal did not plan to tell the Skettis arakkoa the news, lest they encounter an accident midway and make their joy in vain, which would instead damage the relationship between the two parties.
After recalling Onyxia and Valeera who were still shopping in the city, it was Stellagosa's turn to transform into a dragon form and drive the group back to the Hellfire Peninsula.
After greeting the Alliance defenders stationed at the Dark Portal, Sarlayan stepped into the interstellar portal that shone with green light first.
Before he could walk out of the space passage, Sarlayan suddenly felt an inexplicable gaze.
"This is……"
After standing firm in front of the Dark Door on the side of the Cursed Land, Sarlayan ignored the questioning looks cast by his family members and froze on the spot with a surprised look on his face.
Valeera and others all knew the ins and outs of the matter, and they knew that something might be up to them when they saw Sarlayan's appearance.
They pushed the defenders of the Watchfort who came over to greet them, and surrounded Sarlayan, who was standing there with blank eyes.
At this time, Sarlayan's soul was pulled into a strange space, with boundless starry sky above, below, left and right.
He was floating among the stars and looked around with a confused look on his face: "Where is this place? The sub-plane?"
"Buzz~"
A strange language that could not be accurately recognized for the time being echoed directly in the mind of Sarlayan's soul body.
This brand-new language that I have never been exposed to is quite similar to Titanic, but it is somewhat specious.
For example, it's like the difference between the dialects of Thalassian and Kaldorei, only a little more difficult to understand.
The translatable words that appeared intermittently made Sarlayan look thoughtful.
"Are you...the star soul of Azeroth?"
"Yes."
Very good. This affirmative answer is very clear, which means that Ai Jiang already has complete logical thinking and can communicate.
"I'm sorry, I can't fully understand your language yet."
"How about this, let me guess what you mean, and you only need to answer yes or no?"
"Can."
Ai-chan seemed to be very reasonable, and Sarlayan was relieved.
"Is the reason you pulled me to this special plane for the soul of Rukhma, a foreign demigod?"
"Rukhma? The name of that...?"
Sharlayan: "Yes, the firebird demigod whom I placed in the sub-plane of death, her name is Rukhma, and she comes from the world of Draenor on the other side of the Dark Portal."
"I hope that you will give Rukhmar the opportunity to coexist with you just like you take care of native-born natural spirits. She will also respond to your kindness and become a member of the wild demigods guarding Azeroth."
Xinghun was silent for a moment before speaking out again: "Assist... wait and see, is it... trustworthy?"
Although Sarlayan said that Star Soul only needs to answer yes or no, it is rare to communicate with others, and Ai-chan, who has been holding back for countless years, can't help but want to say a few more words.
Sarlayan replied respectfully: "I have confirmed for you in advance that Rukhmar's character can be trusted. Perhaps I will trouble you again in the near future to give another wild demigod gift from Draenor."
blessing."
Azeroth: "Your... I have... seen... I... believe it."
"Your wish has come true...bless you...your child, my mark...if you need it...call my name..."
"Time...goodbye...child..."
Sarlayan originally planned to take the opportunity to raise a question about the Abyss Walkers, but the time for the immature star soul to communicate with others seemed to be limited.
When he suddenly came to his senses, his consciousness had returned to his body again. Valeela, Stellagosa and others were staring at him with bright eyes.
"came back?"
The quick-tempered Tina Gosa took the lead and pulled Sharlayan's sleeve and asked: "How is it? Is there anything gained?
"It should... be considered yes."
Sarlayan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to relieve the symptoms of soul-body disharmony caused by the sudden return of the soul after leaving the body.
After regaining his composure, Sarlayan immediately projected his soul to the Realm of Blight to check on Rukhmar.
"Um?!"
Rukhma, who had been squatting in Zlos to nourish his soul, turned into a golden-red giant egg at some point.
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After getting closer, Sarlayan could feel the uniform rhythm of the soul body inside the egg by touching the surface of the eggshell.
"It looks like it will take some time to see the results."
As Star Soul said, the blessing that can be used as a "household registration book" has been given. As a life form from outside Azeroth, Rukhmar should still need some time to adapt to the new soul state.
It just so happened that Sarlayan planned to really start his vacation before Rukhmar woke up.
Under the bewildered gaze of the alliance defenders on the Cursed Land side, the Sarlayan family, who had just returned from the space gate, took a few steps back and returned to the other side of the Dark Portal.
"Next..."
Standing on the desolate land of Hellfire Peninsula, Sarlayan turned on his eagle eye and looked at the outline of an island vaguely visible at the far end of the sea to the north.
"Lost Falland Island, here we come~ The belated vacation has officially begun!"