Chapter 758 Who said you cant kill someone without a gun?
The other world is essentially the same as the Hell Abyss and the Realm of Blight, it is a special sub-plane between the Shadow Realm and the material world.
Bwonsamdi had mentioned to Sharlayan before that the master of the subplane could add some special rules to it from the beginning of the design that were different from the physical world.
This setting is usually a one-time setting and cannot be changed once it is determined.
For example, Hela's Hell Abyss. Out of hatred for Odin, the Hell Abyss has a strong suppressive effect on the power of the light system. This is the underlying rule that Hela added when it first opened the Hell Abyss.
Nominally, Zloth, the Blighted Realm, belonged to Sharlayan many years ago.
But in fact, because his personal strength is not up to standard, Sharlayan cannot truly control the Blighted Realm. Even the passage to the Shadow Realm was opened with the help of Bwonsamdi.
So far, Sarlayan still doesn't know what kind of underlying rules there are in the Blighted Realm. He originally planned to take the time to learn more about this sub-plane that has long been his own after his trip to the Shadow Realm.
Of course, it would be best to have Bwonsamdi's commentary during this process.
Sarlayan and Moonberry have no way of knowing how many special rules are involved in that world. From the fact that invisibility illusions cannot take effect, it can be inferred that this subplane should be able to ban those spells that would cause unreal effects, and prohibiting invisibility is only part of it.
To this day, Sharlayan is still unable to determine whether that realm was founded by Mu'ezala and inherited by Bwonsamdi, or whether it was designed and opened by Bwonsamdi himself.
Considering the experience and strength gap between Bwonsamdi and Mu'ezala, and that he can compete with Mu'ezala in that realm so far, Sarlayan prefers the second answer.
As the master of the sub-plane, Bwonsamdi has an inherent greater advantage, and this home court advantage has evened the gap in hard power between him and Mu'ezala, causing the two to fall into a long-term confrontation in the other realm.
The two waves of forces fighting each other in that realm are dominated by trolls.
The difference is that occasionally a few Drusts can be seen among the forces belonging to Muezala.
Bwonsamdi's side is less mixed with the souls of various races from Azeroth, including but not limited to humans, dwarves, gnomes and goblins.
Night Elf?
Overthinking, Bwonsamdi doesn't have the confidence to compete with Elune for people.
What makes Sharlayan strange is that there are no elven branch races such as high elves, nightborne and Fal'dorei in the Azeroth coalition under Bwonsamdi. This is quite puzzling to him.
Sharlayan: "Isn't it Elune who is in Longarm's jurisdiction?"
[It’s hard to say. Elune is also a true god after all. She is much stronger than a demigod in terms of personality. Even if she really reaches out to hold the soul of the elven branch race secretly, you, as a living person, have no way of knowing.
.]
"Hmm..." Sarlayan frowned and thought for a moment: "After the matter here is over, I will ask the Winter Queen about the distribution of high elves in the Shadow Realm."
Sarlayan's distraction was only for a moment. He and Moonberry still had a very important task to complete as soon as possible.
Muezala is no match for Elioser. Once this slippery guy senses something is wrong, he will immediately use his power to escape.
Both are Death Loa, and Bwonsamdi is also the heir raised by Muezala. Their power can be said to have the same origin.
Even if Bwonsamdi is no match for Mu'ezala, he can at least use the power of the same source to interfere with his escape in a short period of time.
But the rescue operation must be fast enough to be completed before Muezala loses confidence and flees.
The Winter Queen's order to Eliothor was to entangle Mu'ezara, not defeat her.
Sarlayan believed that Elioser had understood the Winter Queen's intentions and would have let go to a certain extent during the battle so that Muezala could feel the hope of victory so that he would not immediately turn around and run away.
But there are always limits to acting, and Muezala is not stupid. He will notice something strange as time goes by.
Sharlayan: "So, how should we go? Where will Bwonsamdi hide?"
[We don’t know the answer to this question. The structure of the other world in front of you is completely different from the copy we know. You can only find the way by yourself. 】
"All right."
Sarlayan asked Moonberry, who was not good at frontal combat, to find a place to hide, and randomly selected a troll warrior belonging to Muezala on a local battlefield not far away to launch a charge.
"Peng!"
The troll warrior who was wrestling with the enemy was hit on the shoulder by Sarlayan, who was in front of him. He stumbled two steps to the side unsteadily.
This was because Sarlayan deliberately showed mercy and did not fully exert his strength, otherwise this troll would have flown to nowhere.
Before the unstable troll came to his senses, Sarlayan stretched out his right hand and pinched the troll's neck precisely, without taking out a weapon, and forced him to lower his body and half kneel in front of him.
...There is no way, the troll is much taller than the high elves.
Sarlayan also wanted to lift him into the air and restrain him, but unfortunately he was not tall enough. Even if his arms were raised to the extreme angle, the troll's feet were still on the ground.
This is so embarrassing, I have to find another way.
With his vital points suppressed, the troll warrior, with a fierce look on his face, still planned to resist.
A cold light flashed in Sarlayan's eyes, and the pure power of death was injected into the opponent's body along his arm, disintegrating all his ability to resist through the spirit binding spell that came with learning necromancy.
"If you don't want to lose your mind, just be honest!"
The Bwonsamdi subordinate who fought against this troll warrior was the soul of a human male. Sarlayan's sudden intrusion made him look confused. He held his weapon high and wondered whether he should continue to drop it.
"take it easy."
When facing Bwonsamdi's people, Sharlayan changed his expression. The coldness he had shown when facing the enemy before seemed to be fake.
"I am Bwonsamdi's friend. I came all the way from Azeroth to help him. Can you tell me where he is now?"
"Uh~Azeroth?"
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Sarlayan pointed with his other hand at Moonberry, who was hiding behind and watching the show.
"This is one of the important members of the Meiye Royal Court, the leader of the goblin clan, Lady Moonberry. She can prove that we are not Muezala's accomplices."
"Charming Night Royal Court..."
This human soul had obviously heard of the official governing body of Ardenweald, and looked at Moonberry with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"...Indeed, we have never seen goblins in Mu'ezala's camp."
The battlefield is changing rapidly, and other enemies will not give Sarlayan a chance to chat and ask for directions.
While he was talking to this unknown human soul, one after another troll warriors from Mu'ezala's side tried to save their companions from Sharlayan.
With his hands empty, Sarlayan didn't bother to draw his weapon and directly used the troll in his hand as a human weapon.
All enemies hit by this troll were repulsed by the huge force attached to it by Sarlayan, and a small vacuum area strangely appeared on the battlefield.
Moonberry couldn't help complaining: "Can I use a serious weapon? This cock is too shabby... Do you want me to lend you an epic-quality weapon?"
"ah?"
While Sharlayan was fighting vigorously with the Troll Warrior, he still had time to complain to Moonberry.
"Do you think I am lacking weapons?"
Moonberry tilted her head cutely: "It looks like it, otherwise why would you venture into the Shadow Realm to find soul steel?"
"What the hell..."
After swiping two more enemies away, Sarlayan explained in a dumbfounded voice: "I'm looking for soul steel to upgrade weapons for my friends. It's not like I don't have any weapons for myself."
"Forget it, I'll let you see it with your own eyes."
Anyway, they all rushed into the battlefield and fought together, and Sarlayan had no intention of remaining restrained.
"Let's go!"
Taking a lunging stance with his feet and accumulating power for a short time, Sarlayan used the lifeless human weapon in his hand as a javelin and threw it towards Muezala's formation, knocking over a dozen people one after another like bowling.
A certain unlucky guy had his neck vitals broken by the left hand subconsciously waved by the troll as a weapon, and his soul quickly dissipated on its own.
[Hey, who said you can’t kill someone without a gun? 】
"Qiang!"
Taking out Valajar's twin swords, which had not been put into actual combat recently, from the space package, Sarlayan launched a counterattack against the surrounding trolls like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, and everyone on the scene suddenly turned upside down.
"Ah this..."
The human being who was temporarily unable to receive a job was completely confused and turned to look at Lady Moonberry who was following behind to watch the show.