Chapter 757 The last straw that broke the camels back
Fortunately, Moonberry is petite, so Sharlayan can carry her flying in the relatively compact Storm Crow form.
If he transforms into a griffon, the movement during flight will be louder, which will more easily arouse the already nervous Muezala to be on high alert.
Stormcrows are only the size of regular raptors. Similar raptors are not uncommon in Ardenweald, which is rich in flora and fauna, and are less likely to attract attention.
The entrance to the other world is still closed, and no clues can be seen from the outside. The isolated island is just an isolated island.
Sarlayan was not in a hurry. He maintained the form of Storm Crow and landed on a desolate mountaintop with the blessing of Moonberry's invisibility illusion, patiently waiting for the situation to develop.
The scouts of the Wild Hunting Regiment had already found out about Drust's latest location, and dispatched one-third of their troops to encircle and suppress him. Their main intention was to force Gorak Zaar to flee.
The last head-on collision caused Drust to suffer heavy losses. Gorak Zaar had already lost his confidence and did not dare to fight head-on with the Wild Hunters again.
After receiving Bwonsamdi's reminder from within the other realm, Gorak Zaar immediately urged his men to pack up and move in.
Amid the screams of death from the Wild Hunting Group, the Drust fled in panic into the teleportation channel prepared by Muezala.
But when they emerged from the Saez Fairy Forest at the other end, the already mobilized fairy forest defenders discovered their whereabouts and quickly surrounded them.
Gorak Zaer, who cursed loudly, could only continue to move.
But no matter where he escapes, the nearby defenders will block him as soon as they find out.
For a time, the Drust people were like lost dogs, unable to find a place to stand in the Arden Fairyland.
As a last resort, the angry Gorak Zaer could only consider teleportation nodes in remote places. In short, he had to avoid the suddenly nervous Ardenweald defenders.
Based on inertial thinking, Gorak Zaer chose the inaccessible Xingyao Observation Tower as the teleportation hub.
At worst, they would just squat on the top of the lookout and not jump down. He didn't believe there would be an ambush in this damn place.
As expected, not a single enemy could be seen near the Xingyao Lookout.
Out of caution, Gorak Zaer specially sent scouts down to investigate. After confirming that there was no one within a few miles, he jumped off the observation tower and came to the ground with relief.
"Damn it!"
Gorak Zal was a rough-looking male Drust man who stamped his feet on the ground angrily.
"Why are those clawed monsters so crazy? Do you really think they can catch me so easily? I'm just dreaming!"
"snort!"
A rather familiar cold snort suddenly came from the deserted wilderness.
"Dreaming? Are you talking about yourself?"
"Whoa!"
Lord Hearne, who took action personally, tore through the invisibility illusion that the goblins had jointly arranged and slowly walked out. His sharp eyes locked on Gorak Zaer, whose eyes were wandering and he wanted to continue running away.
"You think we can't discover the little tricks you and Muezala do?"
More and more members of the Wild Hunt appeared behind Hearne. This was the real main force of the Wild Hunt. The ones sent to attack Drust before were just detachments to drive away prey.
Tens of thousands of well-trained Vokayin stood ready to surround Drust, who had no way out.
To return to the teleportation point of the lookout, the Drust people need to climb a steep mountain wall, and the Wild Hunting Group will obviously not give them this opportunity.
Hern raised the spear in his hand and pointed it at Drust: "Golak Zar! We have seen through your little trick, and today will be your end!"
"Wild Hunt! Charge!"
"Roar!"
Lord Herne was not boasting. In terms of group combat, the Wild Hunters were indeed far superior to Drust.
With his retreat route cut off, Drust panicked and his formation was in chaos.
The four-legged Vocain was very mobile. The Wild Hunting Group rushed in front of Drust almost in the blink of an eye, and Lord Herne even personally approached Gorak Zaar.
"clang!"
Hern's spear collided with the battle ax in Gorak Zaar's hand. The impact converted from kinetic energy knocked Gorak Zaar back several meters, and his feet plowed out the ground.
Two deep ditches.
Vocain are not as good at spells as elves and celestial beings, nor do they have dexterous hands like Sylvain. The reason why they can become one of the four major races in Ardenweald is simple.
Strong combat effectiveness.
The Drust's physical fitness is also among the best among many mortal races in Azeroth.
The strength of Gorak Zhar is somewhat different from that of his brother Gorak Tul at his peak, but he has already entered the realm of legend.
However, under the hands of Lord Herne, Gorak Zaar was unable to even fight back, and was suppressed throughout the whole process without any temper.
It's not that the absolute strength gap between the two is too big, the problem lies in their fighting skills.
The Drust people...especially the Drust people who were transformed by the Gorak clan take recklessness as their creed, and their fighting philosophy is to simply compete for physical talents such as strength, speed, and endurance.
Technique? What is that? Just a coward's trick.
Hern taught Gorak Zaer a solid lesson.
When the gap cannot be bridged in terms of strength, skill will become the straw that breaks the camel's back.
When he was just starting out, Sarlayan had a similar philosophy to the Drust people. He also suffered a lot of severe beatings during his travels, and then he began to pay attention to the training of combat skills.
This battle had lost its suspense from the moment it started.
As Herne said, as long as they are caught by the Wild Hunting Group, the Drust are no match for them.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see with the naked eye that the number of Drust soldiers is decreasing rapidly.
Under the comprehensive suppression of Wakayin's cooperation and personal combat power, the battle situation showed a one-sided trend from the beginning, with almost no suspense.
The reason why he uses almost is because the person Sarlayan wants to catch has not yet shown up, and he is the only possible variable in this battle.
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When the Wild Hunt group, which had been holding back for a long time, attacked Drust like a tiger emerging from the cage, Sarlayan and Moonberry were still squatting beside the entrance to the other world, waiting patiently for a turn.
They had no way of knowing the battle situation on the front line, but both of them were very confident in the well-prepared Wild Hunting Regiment and did not think that Drust had any chance of making a comeback.
Muezala, who had been hiding in the other world and watching remotely, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
As the warden's ally (subordinate), Denathrius had an entire Revendreth as bargaining chips and chess pieces, but Muezala didn't have much to offer.
According to common sense, as the former Death Loa, Muezala should turn to the trolls if he wanted to find help.
In fact, Muezala did do this, but problems also arose.
Bwonsamdi, the current Loa of Death, was blocking the road in the middle.
When Mu'ezala first sought help from Bwonsamdi, Bwonsamdi willingly provided him with as much assistance as he could, remembering his adoptive father's care and training over the years.
Mu'ezala has an elite guard army composed entirely of trolls. The members of this guard are all troll warriors carefully selected by Bwonsamdi and given to Mu'ezala.
Fei's achievements.
But in the eyes of the ambitious Mu'ezala, Bwonsamdi's contribution was far from enough for him to challenge Denathrius' status.
This is where the difference between the two comes from.
Mu'ezala demands that Bwonsamdi hand over all troll souls to him without reservation.
As a death loa, the souls of believers are the source of their strength. Of course, Bwonsamdi is not willing to be a puppet without authority, and the relationship with the increasingly powerful Mu'ezala gradually deteriorates.
After repeated pressures to no avail, Muezala had no choice but to find another way, and through the warden's mediation, he obtained a group of servants that Denathrius looked down upon - Drust.
However, Drust's hip-stretching performance over the years made Mu'ezala very disappointed. He once again intensified his persecution of Bwonsamdi, and even used the souls of Bwonsamdi believers in the other world to force him to submit.
Due to the haste of the matter, Bwonsamdi didn't even have time to say hello to Sharlayan, and hurriedly rushed into the other world to rescue his followers.
The two people, both Death Loa and possessing the power of death, were in a stalemate in the other world, and no one could overwhelm the other in a short period of time.
In contrast, Muezala, who is more experienced, still has some energy left and can request reinforcements from the warden.
The younger Bwonsamdi was not so calm. He wanted to ask Sharlayan for help, but unfortunately he was never able to take out his hand.
"Bah!"
Under the attention of Yueberry and Sarlayan, a spatial rift suddenly opened in the center of the deserted island.
A gray figure rushed out from the sub-plane of the other world and flew straight towards the direction of Xingyao Observation Tower at full speed.
From the strong aura of death exuding from that figure, one can guess that he is the first-generation Death Loa Muezala.
"it's time!"
Before the space rift could close, Sarlayan and Yueberry, who had already prepared themselves, swooped in.
When the two of them stood firm, what appeared in front of them was a group of floating buildings full of troll style.
"Is this the other world?"
Sarlayan briefly looked at the structure of the other world, and soon focused on the two waves of troll souls fighting each other in the subplane.
After gesticulating with her hands and mumbling for a while, Yueberry spread her hands helplessly and said to Sarlayan with a grimace: "I have some bad news to tell you."
"The rules in this sub-plane are different from those in the outside world. I'm afraid my illusion of invisibility won't be effective."