Just as Sharlayan speculated, the Thornspeaker's career template is officially opened when the Druid reaches level 30 and enters the elite realm.
There was nothing to hesitate, Saryan directly chose 2.
As Sharlayan chose the Thornspeaker template, the originally emerald green druid profession icon became darker in color and turned into dark green.
At the same time, the skill selection at level 30 also popped up.
Sarlayan took a quick glance, and it seemed unremarkable, but he always felt that the three options seemed to have some hidden meanings.
Still in the middle of the battle, Sarlayan put aside his curiosity for the time being and planned to wait until the situation was safe before slowly studying it.
As soon as Habulon died, the defense system built by the Nagfar with him as the core of the spell collapsed.
"Stella! Give me a big shot!"
Sarlayan and Valeera jumped out of the ship at the same time. After receiving the instructions, Stellagosa also withdrew from the battle circle, muttering something in her mouth, and constantly changing gestures with her hands.
Without the protection of the defensive formation, the Nagfar sailing across the sea is no different from an ordinary broken ship.
The panicked Helagar was about to jump off the ship and escape, when several times the force of gravity suddenly pressed on the entire ship.
The rotten trees that were already in disrepair could not withstand the pressure and cracked, and the horrific legends in the coastal areas of Azeroth were completely extinct.
Stellagosa, who was floating in mid-air against gravity, looked at the crying Hylagar and hesitated for a moment. With the encouragement of Valeera and Sharlayan, she clenched her right hand cruelly.
"boom!"
All the cries fell into silence.
…
When the Naqfar became history, the situation on the battlefield on the other side gradually became clear.
Although Hela seized the opportunity with a sneak attack, under the calm command of several crown princes, the panicked young dragons gradually calmed down and showed their true strength.
Even though 3 men were lost after the first round of sneak attacks, the remaining dragons were still enough to suppress Hela.
The lesson learned this time is unforgettable. These arrogant dragons with eyes on the top of their heads finally know what it means to be outside the world, and to be outside the world.
Fortunately, Sarlayan detonated the crisis in advance. If Hela and the Nagfar were really allowed to accumulate power, who might have the upper hand in the current situation might still be there.
"Let's take action together! End this battle!"
Arygos, who had an unsightly look on his face, was the first to transform back into his dragon form, followed closely by the three crown princes who were holding back.
"hold head high!"
"Roar!"
Four dragon breaths of different colors were sprayed at the same time at Hela, who was already at the end of her crossbow.
"No! You can't defeat me!"
Hela's lower body transformed into a sea monster's tentacles and slapped the water crazily. Although her voice still sounded full of energy, she was no longer able to defend herself at this time.
"Ahhhh!!"
The hot dragon's breath instantly evaporated the water from Hela's body. She wanted to escape into the water, but she was tightly entangled by other giant dragons.
Almost at the same time, Abisian finally crushed the last dog head of Gaum with his sharp claws. This loyal three-headed dog died before its owner.
After a large number of dragons joined the breath queue, Hela had no hope of survival.
But Sarlayan did not relax his vigilance. He still stared at Hela's soul that had begun to dissipate.
'Warden, your chess pieces are gone, why don't you make a move?'
Wyrmrest Temple knows about the existence of the Shadow Realm, but they know very little about the secrets of the Shadow Realm. The Warden, a sinner sealed in the Maw, has never heard of it.
Sharlayan wanted to take this opportunity to expose the Warden to the sight of the Guardians of Azeroth, so that they would be more vigilant about the Shadow Realm in advance.
But contrary to Sarlayan's expectation, until Hela's soul completely disappeared, there was no movement in the Hell Abyss, and it was still deathly silent.
[Abandon the car to save the handsome man?]
[It is also possible that Hela is just a casual chess player and is not very important to Zoval.]
[That's right, the heavyweight chess piece placed by the Warden in Azeroth is the original death god Loa - Mu'ezala, Bwonsamdi's adoptive father. Hela is just a stand-in to attract firepower. ]
[But without this substitute, Muezala will not be able to pass the blame to Hela if she wants to make some small moves.]
[So, who do you think he will pass the blame to in the future? 】
【...Bwonsamdi?】
【Bwonsamdi is in danger!】
Sarlayan saw the barrage discussion.
Through the Blighted Realm directly connected to him, Sharlayan tried to call Bwonsamdi's name, but never received a response.
"Muezala wouldn't do it so quickly, would he?"
…
"Yes, that's it... No, that's not right, there is still a problem."
In the Azsuna region of the Broken Islands, which is the same as Stormheim, old Bwonsamdi was still conducting experiments in a corner of Faroldis's palace. Faroldis was not far outside arranging the defense work of the Night's Watch today.
For unknown reasons, Bwonsamdi was completely unaware of what was happening in the Hades Abyss. It seemed that someone had deliberately isolated him.
"Um……"
Somewhere in the Shadow Realm, a muscular, white-haired troll looked thoughtfully at the water mirror in front of him.
"Bwonsamdi had nothing to do with this whole process, so to speak..."
With a wave of his left hand, the scene in front of the white-haired troll changed, and Sarlayan, who was frowning and thinking, appeared in front of him.
"Is this kid connecting the dots?"
The white-haired old troll's eyes became profound: "Instability factors need to be eliminated..."
"Muezara."
The old troll was stunned for a moment by the call that suddenly sounded from his soul, and then he bowed down respectfully to signal.
"My omnipotent master, please give me your instructions."
This ethereal voice stopped Mu'ezala's intention: "Don't interfere in Azeroth's affairs. We will have the opportunity to take that world as our own in the future."
"You go to Revendreth and urge Denathius to speed up preparations. I have a bad premonition that is hard to explain."
'Premonition?'
Muezala's eyes flashed: "Yes."
The Maw is the most dangerous area in the Shadow Realm. It is said that once a soul enters the Maw, it is impossible to come out. All souls will perish under the endless torture of the Maw.
But at this time, there was a strong bald man standing on the ground of the abyss with his back straight, looking at the lightless sky with deep eyes.
"Where do the variables come from?"
…
At the same time that Hela died, Sharlayan clumsily manipulated the power of death to temporarily take the Hell Abyss, which was showing signs of shrinking after losing its master, as his own.
Maintaining this subplane will consume Sarlayan's death energy all the time. Fortunately, he has just made a big income, so he doesn't have to worry about the death power making ends meet in the short term.
But Sarlayan doesn't want to sit back and rest in vain. For today's Sarlayan, the cost of maintaining a subplane is still too heavy.
He planned to find Bwonsamdi and put the Hades Abyss in his name according to the old rules.
But being unable to contact Bwonsamdi made Sarlayan a little uneasy. He planned to go to Azsuna himself to check the situation after the matter here was over.
Hela's death is not the end.
After returning to the material world via the original route, the civil war of the Tidestealer clan around Hoswald has basically ended.
Wodegar, who was leading the charge, had his head cut off and was now holding it in the hands of his brother Skovard.
Queen Brita glared angrily at Skovard, who was happily cheering. Only after being stopped by Crassus did she stop impulsively from jumping out and scolding this unfilial son who killed his brother and his father.
Returning to the sun again, Sarlayan and Krasus exchanged glances.
A smile flashed in Krasus's eyes, and he glanced meaningfully at the dejected young dragons.
Obviously, he already knew what was going on in the battle.
Sarlayan laughed and shook his head, temporarily ignoring Krasus, who was scolding others with a serious face, and looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.
"Hela is dead, and the seal of the Hall of Valor should be partially lifted."
Valeela and Stellagosa followed his example and looked up into the sky.
Valeera: "Do you think Odin will come soon?"
"Will do."
Sarlayan nodded without hesitation: "Odin is headstrong and has a nature like fire. Even tens of thousands of years of imprisonment cannot extinguish his fiery heart."
"But with this huge lesson of being betrayed by the people around him, he should be more prudent than before and think more before making a decision."
"Buzz!"
A dazzling golden light suddenly flashed in the sky, and a thunderous golden light pillar fell from the sky. A powerful and domineering voice came from the light pillar that had not yet dissipated.