After cutting off Gorak's right arm that he raised to stop him in despair, the Drust leader completely lost his ability to resist with his hands disabled.
Bwonsamdi took the opportunity to seize the authority of the Blighted Realm, which Gorak was no longer able to control, and opened a small rift behind him. "Goodbye ~ Poor Handless Man."
"No!!"
After being sucked into the rift, Gorak's unwilling shouts could still be heard in the distance.
Gorak has a lot of connections with the power of death, and naturally has a lot of knowledge about the Shadow Realm, the destination of all the dead.
The Abyss is the final destination for souls who have committed countless crimes and are hopeless. They will endure eternal torture there until their souls and bodies completely collapse.
So far, no soul has been able to escape from the abyss. Once it falls in, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death.
Based on the numerous crimes committed by Gorak, the arbiter who upholds fairness and impartiality will definitely sentence him and throw him into the abyss, without even a chance to reform in Revendreth.
Finally getting what he wanted, Bwonsamdi first strengthened the defenses of the Blighted Realm to prevent his actions from being discovered by Mu'ezala.
Then he smiled wantonly and threw all the Drust who were still resisting into the passage leading to the Shadow Realm.
As for which country they will be assigned to after accepting the trial of the Arbitrator, that is none of Bwonsamdi's business.
All the enemies disappeared, and Arom Waycrest also regained his fighting stance.
He already understood his current situation, and looked back at Sarlayan calmly, his eyes full of kindness and gratitude.
"Friend, although I don't know who you are, I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to truly complete my mission."
After taking back the transformation of the dragon and the descent of the god, Sarlayan began to suffer the backlash as expected, holding back the discomfort and grinning at Arom.
"No need to thank me, I also have my own purpose for targeting Gorak Tull."
Arom smiled and nodded: "Anyway, the tyrant Gorak and his crazy men will completely withdraw from the stage of Azeroth. It's time for me to let go of my obsession and rush to a new battlefield."
Arom's soul began to flicker, and Bwonsamdi opened a relatively stable portal for him at the right time.
"I hope that the next time we meet will be as late as possible. Let's continue to work hard to protect Azeroth, my half-elf friend."
Seeing Arom walk into the door leading to the Shadow Realm with his head held high, Sarlayan breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Bwonsamdi, can you come out now?"
"Hehe~ Of course."
Bwonsamdi, who was supposed to be far away in Zandalar, turned into a black mist and appeared next to Sharlayan. He raised his right hand with only three fingers and rubbed Sharlayan's head.
"Well done, little one. You are worthy of being Inas's child."
Sarlayan slapped Bwonsamdi's hand away angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, is it time to honor our deal?"
"Of course, of course."
With a finger, the ceremonial knife and soul-inducing lamp hanging on Sarlayan's waist floated out automatically.
Bwonsamdi's expression became more serious, and the extremely strong power of death gathered in his hand holding the knife.
"Wow!"
Bwonsamdi made a strange cry and at the same time slashed out the knife in his hand, and a huge space crack about ten meters long appeared.
"It's your turn! Act according to plan!"
When the space channel gradually stabilized under Bwonsamdi's control, Sarlayan strode to his side without hesitation.
Bwonsamdi took advantage of the situation and slashed the back of Sarlayan's hand with a knife. Bright red blood dripped onto the soul-inducing lamp that had been stunned, and little golden lights began to glow in the blue soul flame.
"Follow the call of your bloodline and come back, Elainastrasza!"
The power caused by Bwonsamdi's full attack was astonishing. The extremely rich power of death surged around him, as if the surrounding space was distorted by powerful force.
A few minutes later, strange movements gradually appeared on the other side of the originally peaceful space rift.
Under the expectant gazes of Sarlayan and Danmaku, a dragon claw was the first to stretch out from the crack.
Through Bwonsamdi's full traction, the complete dragon soul was spit out from the space rift.
This giant dragon has a rather strange appearance. The scales on its head and torso are red, but its limbs and tail are covered with green scales.
[I didn’t run away. I could tell he was a mixed race at first glance.]
[I don’t know what the human form is like, I’m really curious.]
[This will be known after she wakes up. The question now is how to deal with this huge dragon soul. 】
Bwonsamdi, who was well prepared, gave the answer. He took off a necklace with gray pearls from his neck, and muttered a spell to the soul of Inas, who was still asleep.
The huge dragon gradually turned into the light of its soul and merged into the necklace in Bwonsamdi's hand.
"Phew~ Done."
Bwonsamdi pretended to wipe his forehead, but in fact he didn't sweat at all.
Bwonsamdi, who had always been carefree, showed a rare solemn expression and handed the necklace in his hand to Sharlayan.
"Our transaction is now officially completed."
"According to the contract, I have given you the authority to open and enter the Blighted Realm at will."
"You can bring in the soul you wish to resurrect, and Bwonsamdi will give corresponding resurrection conditions based on the value of the soul."
"Of course, the premise is that his body is still there, hehe~"
Sarlayan carefully hung the necklace around his neck.
Living objects cannot be collected in the space package, so Sarlayan can only keep the necklace with his mother's soul by himself.
"Ha~"
After finishing his business, Bwonsamdi yawned lazily, lying half in the air and waving to Sarlayan to expel the guest.
"You have been busy for so long and you are tired. Go back."
"Go to that old bear and ask where Inas's body is hidden, and re-integrate her soul with her body as soon as possible."
"In order to wake her up, you must have a lot of things to do in the future. Old Bwonsamdi will not leave anyone here. Welcome to visit again next time."
…
His eyes flashed, and when he came to his senses again, Sarlayan had been sent out of the Blighted Realm by Bwonsamdi, who had just obtained a new toy, and returned to the Crimson Forest.
As Gorak and his Drust were sent to the Shadow Realm to face trial, the eerie atmosphere and mist in the Crimson Forest had dissipated.
Sarlayan, who was still in the weak stage of his transformation, slowly sat down against a big withered tree, looked up at the sky where the rising sun could already be seen, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"Finally the first step has been completed..."
Orfa, who had been guarding the forest, slowly walked over with his staff. He could guess from the changes in the forest that Sarlayan had successfully completed the final test.
Glancing at the extra necklace on Sarlayan's chest, Olfa smiled gently and patted Sarlayan on the head encouragingly.
"Are you tired? Let's go back first. Your little girlfriend should be waiting in a hurry."
Sarlayan: "...Who?"
"Uh~"
Olfa's smile stopped for a moment, and then he shook his head helplessly and amusedly.
"Sure enough, you still have a long way to go...in all aspects. I'll teach you slowly when Inas wakes up."
…
As Bwonsamdi said, Inas's sleeping body has always been under the protection of Orfa.
Orfa has rarely left the Thornspeaker's den in recent years, partly because he is old and unwilling to travel far away.
On the other hand, it is also to protect Inas' body from external factors.
Under Orfa's leadership, Sarlayan passed through several barriers and came to the deepest wall of the beast's den.
Olfa tapped lightly with his staff, and Sarlayan was surprised to find that this wall was made of illusion.
"What are you looking at?"
Orfa complained angrily: "When I was young, I went to Kalimdor and studied with Archdruid Malfurion. Is there anything surprising about being able to use arcane magic?"
'The old guy is pretty good at hiding.'
Now is not the time to delve deeper into Orfa pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. A sleeping dragon is curled up in a ball and lying in the cave.
Judging from the slow rise and fall of her body, this dragon body is obviously still alive.
"Go ahead."
Orfa pushed Sarlayan's back with his staff: "It's time to reunite Inas's soul and body."
Standing in front of Inas' huge body, Sharlayan activated the power of death to release her soul from the necklace.
Under the mutual attraction of body and soul, Inas's soul naturally flowed into the dragon's body, and her breathing suddenly became longer in her sleep.
Sarlayan waited expectantly for a while, but Inas still showed no sign of waking up.
Olfa patted his shoulder from behind and consoled him: "This is something that has been expected for a long time. Inas's soul has been severely injured, and we still need to find a way to heal her injury."
"To do this, you need to find an artifact that contains powerful life force, or go to Kalimdor to seek help from the forest demigod Cenarius."
"It's up to you to decide how you choose, but now... you really should take a good rest."