During the thousand years that Neferset and C'Thun have been hooking up, generations of pharaohs must have obtained a lot of information from the ancient gods.
It's hard to say whether it's useful or useless. We can only squeeze out the information first and then sort it out slowly.
You can guess this collusion with the ancient gods with the soles of your feet, and the pharaohs would definitely not tell anyone else.
This also means that the information obtained by the Neferset clan from communicating with the ancient gods will only be passed down orally from generation to generation of pharaohs.
The conversation between Sharlayan and Onyxia aroused Tarkahen's interest, but also made him feel uneasy.
After opening his eyes, he saw Onyxia approaching him with a strange-shaped dagger in her hand, and her pupils behind the mask suddenly shrank.
"Mantujo's weapons? Why are they in your hands?"
Onyxia said with a smile: "You will know the answer soon. Now, first feel the touch of the ancient god that you 'dream about'."
"Crack!"
With a smile on her face, Onyxia stabbed the Blade of the Dark Empire into Takahen's left shoulder, and consciously weakened the seal of the Earth's Guardian Power, driving Xal'atath's consciousness to invade Takahen's soul.
Originally, Takahan's face was filled with doubts and expectations. After the dagger entered his body, his expression immediately changed and became frightened and uneasy.
"No! No!! This is not what I want!"
Even Onyxia herself didn't know what Tarkaheng saw. At least, she was certain that it was definitely not something good.
The ancient gods are all talkative, and they like to whisper when there is nothing wrong, no matter who they are talking to.
After being held in the Blade of the Dark Empire for a long time and unable to speak, once he was released from prison, Xal'atath released all the words he had accumulated during this time at once.
Even if it is just a fragment of the soul, the whispers of the ancient gods are not something that mere mortals can bear.
Faoris and Vadier tortured him for several days, but found nothing. Tarkahen kept a straight face and refused to provide any information about his identity.
Under the torture of Xal'atath's anger, Takahen, who had been so eloquent before, soon burst into tears and shook his head violently with a crazy expression.
"no no!"
"This is all fake, you can't scare me! Ugh!"
"The path of Neferset is the right one. The fragile mortal body cannot...ahhhh!! Don't let me see this!"
Faoris and Vardie looked at each other, and this strange scene made the two well-informed kings feel a little creepy.
Vadiya frowned and stared at the short knife that had penetrated Takaheng's body. The source of Takaheng's sudden change of attitude seemed to come from it.
"Your Majesty, what exactly is this weapon..."
Sarlayan smiled calmly: "The Blade of Xalatas Dark Empire, a magic weapon captured from Neferset Prime Minister Mantuho."
"This short knife is made from the claws of the ancient gods, and there are fragments of the ancient gods' souls in it."
"What?!"
Faoris and Valdier's hair stood on end, like cats with exploding fur, and they subconsciously took a few steps back, away from Onyxia.
"Haha~"
Sarlayan chuckled twice with unknown meaning: "I once heard a story called Ye Gong Loves Dragons."
[Hey, Xiao Sa is about to start cultural export again. 】
[One thing to say, don’t you think that Dark Pharaoh Takaheng is a typical example of Mr. Ye’s love for dragons? 】
[Worship the ancient gods and think they are omnipotent, but he has never really come into contact with the ancient gods and does not know what kind of existence they are. 】
[Once the true information about the ancient god is known, he will become like this ghost. 】
When Onyxia withdrew the Blade of the Dark Empire from Tarkahen's body, the once arrogant pharaoh was already in tears, his whole body was twitching and he was speechless.
Onyxia curiously asked Xal'atath who was living in the dagger: "What did you let him see?"
Xal'atath: "What the hell! You low-level reptile, I order you to let me go immediately..."
Onyxia re-strengthened the seal of the earth's guardian power with an expressionless face: "Hello, Xal'atath, goodbye Xal'atath."
Sarlayan shook his head amusedly: "I told you not to fool around with the Ancient God, do you still expect it to say anything good?"
Onyxia shrugged: "You have to give it a try after all. Take your time. I believe I will be able to get through it one day."
Sarlayan rubbed his temples helplessly: "Be careful, don't be fooled by that guy."
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
Just like what Azadas said, Xal'atath, who only has a remnant soul, can do very little.
It cannot directly control the body of the holder of the dagger, and can only instill various dark ideas into its master by constantly forcing him to do so.
Zandu, who failed in the political struggle, has a very obvious spiritual gap, so it is not surprising at all to be bewitched by Xal'atath.
What happened to Natalie Serling? Sarlayan, who didn't know the inside story, couldn't say, but her death was inseparable from Xal'atath.
The above two people are mortals and have very low resistance to the whispers of the ancient gods.
And Onyxia is a demigod-level black dragon. As long as her heart remains unwavering, Xal'atath, who is restricted by the power of the guardian of the earth, can do nothing against her.
But... what Sarlayan is afraid of is that Onyxia will waver on her own.
This guy is an absolute fun-loving guy.
Although she has now corrected her evil ways, Deathwing's teachings still left some imprints on her outlook on life.
In order to have fun, Onyxia doesn't care about ethics and morals, as long as she can make herself happy.
And her mentality can easily be exploited by Xal'atath, inducing her to do bad things just for fun.
Sharlayan solemnly reminded Valeela and Stellagosa in one of the Soul Link channels, asking them to pay attention to Onyxia's emotional changes at all times and report them immediately if they found anything wrong.
[I have a question that I have always wanted to ask, this soul link transformed by Sarlayan, how many private channels does it have so far? 】
[A 4-person dormitory can have 5 groups. How many channels do you think Valeela and the others have created that Sharlayan doesn’t know about? 】
[In addition, Inas’s private channel is also included, which makes me feel terrible just thinking about it. 】
【Ah this, a palace battle drama? 】
At least until now, Onyxia shows no signs of being influenced by Xal'atath.
Sharlayan needs to spend a lot of energy just busy with foreign affairs, and does not have that much time to play with Valeera and the others in small group intrigues, so he simply hands over the task of monitoring Onyxia to Valeera and her, who have a direct conflict of interest with her.
Stellagosa.
Sarlayan: "I hope Oni won't take off her clothes...although I think the probability of this is quite high."
【1. It is too common for people to play off.】
Back to business.
Even Sharlayan, who has dragon blood and the talent of endless fighting spirit, will be tricked by Xal'atath, let alone an ordinary mortal like Takaheng.
Tormented for a while by the whispers and visions of the angry Xal'atath, Taka was so worried that his soul collapsed.
Judging from his limp body and dull eyes, he would not be able to recover from the shadow for at least several days.
After being completely broken by Xal'atath, it shouldn't be that difficult to pry open Takahen's mouth.
After all, Takaheng was not the person who had direct contact with the ancient god. That person had already been separated.
To take a step back, even if Mantujo is still alive, C'Thun's current state will not be able to provide them with any help at all.
Sarlayan patted Vadier and Faoris on the shoulders: "Let him recover for a few days. I have other things I want to discuss with you."
…
"An alliance?"
Faoris and Vadier looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
The Tol'vir have lived alone in the desolate southern land of Uldum for tens of thousands of years, and they are not used to contact with outsiders.
That is to say, Sarlayan holds Raiden's great guardian authority, otherwise he would also be thrown out by Ramukahen who is guarding the entrance to the Gate of Endless Reincarnation.
...Of course, the specifics of who lost whom is another matter.
After experiencing Neferset's rebellion, Vadier and Faoris already had some vague ideas.
Uldum cannot continue to be so closed off and should actively contact the outside world so that when problems arise within the Tol'vir, we can get objective feedback from outsiders in a timely manner.
The idea is good, but implementation is not that easy.
The Tovir people have been closed off for many years and have no contact with outsiders. This has become a kind of thinking inertia, which cannot be changed in a short while.
Seeing the two kings looking embarrassed, Sarlayan had no intention of forcing them to express their opinions on the spot.
"There's no need to rush. Let's sort out the mess after the war first."
"My team should stay in the Uldum area for another half month. I hope to get a positive reply from you before leaving."