"Resurrection? But you have been dead for ten thousand years."
After demigods return to the Emerald Dream, they generally cannot return to the real world.
"I know I'm dead."
Aga Magan's voice was very weak.
"During these ten thousand years, from time to time, a wild boar man would learn life spells, and his soul would visit the Emerald Dream to look at me. But recently... there was a reckless wild boar man who, I don't know what method he used, actually made my soul come back to me again.
Connected to the real world..."
Ysera was thoughtful.
"Could it be that your wild boar descendants are planning to resurrect you?"
"huh huh huh huh……"
Agamagan made a series of pig-like grunts from his mouth, which meant he was smiling bitterly.
"It's much worse. It's probably just because they covet my power. An evil thing is growing rapidly, shaping a deformed body, and is trying to pull my soul back to the real world. Just now, reality appeared in my eyes.
The scene of the world, I am being resurrected beyond my control."
Agamaggan confessed to Ysera that this was not its original intention, and Ysera nodded to indicate that there was no need to explain too much.
Rationality emerged during the development of life, and reason considers its birth to be a milestone in the long river of life. But in fact, for life, reason may not be as important as it imagines.
In most cases, rational thinking cannot defeat the instinct of life.
As long as you can live, life doesn't matter how you live it.
Even a demigod as powerful as Agamaggan, when given the opportunity to return to the real world, even if this opportunity is given by the shadow, the self deep in the soul must try, regardless of Agamaggan's self.
How contradictory.
After Agamaggan died 10,000 years ago, his soul came to the Emerald Dream, and his flesh and blood became the holy land of the wild boar people. From that moment on, the flesh and blood only existed in the physical world as pure energy. As long as there was no "spirit",
Flesh and blood is just flesh and blood, not enough to be called life.
Agam, who was eager for quick success, swallowed the soil of the Holy Land, and the energy of flesh and blood attached to Agam's "spirit". This allowed Agam to successfully meet Aga Magan, but with such a tiny connection,
Give Agamaggan's soul a chance to return to the physical world.
Of course, just an opportunity is not enough to become a reality. It is the endless growth of shadows that magnifies this opportunity and makes it a reality.
"Agamagan, what are you going to do now?"
Ysera could feel the other person's anxiety.
"Ysera, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that I will fall into evil after resurrection, but I am powerless to stop it. That kind of sinking actually makes me feel happy!"
Life is great, but it is also greedy. Shadow's depravity also corresponds to this greed. Perhaps this is the reason why the ancient gods can be invincible when bewitching life.
Ysera was not surprised. She had a history of close partners falling into the shadows.
"Does your current pain come from fighting against this desire?"
To Ysera's surprise, Agamagam gave her a negative answer.
"There are people fighting that part of my soul, the Loamen of Zandalari."
Ysera was stunned but also somewhat relieved. Loa's history is as long as that of the wilderness demigod. The only difference between the two is that the source of power of the wilderness demigod's powerful soul is nature full of vitality; the source of power of Loa's powerful soul is
It is a prosperous humanities.
"How come the quilboar took your soul to fight the Zandalar trolls?"
Ysera was a little confused at first, but she soon realized that Loa did not only exist in Zandalari.
"I understand, that part of your soul should be protected by the Vast Sea, and the Loa there is preventing you from falling into evil."
Recently, an elemental disaster broke out in Tanaris, and various races united to fight against the elements. Ysera also heard about it. It seems that the quilboar is among the many races.
Agamagan didn't know what the Protector of the Vast Sea was. After hearing Ysera's brief explanation, he sighed in disbelief.
"It's really unimaginable that my descendants would fight side by side with the descendants of the Vrykul... But it doesn't matter. Those Loa are enough to defeat my soul. Maybe they can drive me back to the Emerald Dream completely."
The pain in his body was getting stronger, but Agamagam became happy instead.
Ysera was not as optimistic as the big wild boar.
"Maybe things are not as easy as they seem. Loa's power comes from a different system than ours. They may be able to defeat you, but they don't know how to expel your soul back to the Emerald Dream.
According to what you said, those Loa are directly attacking your soul. Is it possible that they are doing this because they are not sure how to deal with your deformed new body?
In this case, I should have rushed to the physical world to help the other party recall your soul.
But now that you have established a connection with the physical plane, the Emerald Dream is likely to be invaded by external evil forces.
Maintaining the existing several portals connecting to reality has stretched my manpower. I cannot sit back and watch another channel appear here and reality.
Sorry Agamagagan, you need to be prepared. If necessary, I may divide your soul and let that part stay in the real world forever."
…
The battle between the three Loa and Agamaggan in Stonehenge continues.
The problem that Ms. Ysera discovered was also discovered by Loato Kali.
"The soul of the wilderness demigod seems to exist in a plane called the Emerald Dream. We don't know how to drive him back. The body shaped by the shadow is getting stronger and stronger, and sooner or later the complete Agamaggan will be dragged back to the real world!"
"Then what are we going to do?! This guy will get stronger as we fight!"
Lao Gani's tone was a little irritable. He now understood why Lao Chen would rather take risks and rely on the power of the Supreme God to fight against such an opponent that continues to get stronger. Anyone would lose patience.
Grohl flicked his tail to resist Agamaggan's collision, and his tone became a little sinister.
"I have an idea, but I don't know if Tokali will agree."
Grohl did not look at Tokali when he spoke, but looked towards Gani.
"You're not planning to ask that old bastard Bwonsamdi for help..."
Halfway through, Gani stopped talking. Most loa didn't like Bwonsamdi. That guy's power was true death.
The gentle Tokali hates seeing life being dragged to the side of death.
Unexpectedly, Tokali spoke resolutely after a moment of silence.
"Contact Bwonsamdi. We are responsible for the sentient beings protected by the Vast Sea, even if we have to kill the soul of a demigod..."
Hearing what Tokali said, Old Gani screamed strangely.
"My dear eldest sister, I like you even more now. I think little Li De will be very pleased to hear your words. Moderation must be based on a clear position."
Tokali scolded Old Garni. She didn't like this guy making jokes about her important decision.
After being scolded, Old Gani still looked playful and smiling, and just ducked out of the battle.
"You two hold on for a while while I contact Bwonsamdi. That means I can still have a few words with this old bastard."
…
Zanthul is the northernmost city in Dazar'alor, the capital of Zandalari.
Zul, the prophet most trusted by God King Rastakhan, is studying here with his disciples.
"Teacher, my country is in crisis. I still ask to see His Majesty the God King, hoping to get more assistance."
As a disciple of Zul, Sethus has not forgotten his other more important identity, the envoy of the Vast Sea Protector stationed in Dazar'alor.
"Sessus, the first thing you have to do to become a prophet is to avoid impatience. I saw in the prophecy that the Protector of the Vast Sea passed this crisis safely. Princess Talanji's fleet has already set off, and His Highness brought the assistance
It’s enough to cope with the difficulties.”
"But……"
Sethus, who was concerned and confused, wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Zuul displeasedly.
"Okay, don't forget what we are going to do today. In front of you is the most mysterious realm of Loa. You should eliminate distracting thoughts and respect it."
Hearing Zul say this, Sethus had no choice but to concentrate, but then he became confused.
Most of Loa's shrines are in Zansul. Everyone knows this. He has visited here more than once, so how can he come to the most mysterious realm.
As if he heard Sethus's thoughts, Zul laughed contemptuously, and a pair of luxuriously decorated fangs trembled rapidly.
"What do you know? The shrines you can see are just the space left by Loa to the world. What I want to take you to is the realm that truly belongs to Loa."
While talking, Zul led Sethus into the temple. After passing through a layer of golem guards, he came to the bottom floor and came to a wall. Sethus didn't see clearly where Zul moved, and appeared in front of him.
A secret door.
After passing through several corridors, the two came to a dark cave.
"You see, this is the domain of Loa. What you can see in the shrine is just what Loa needs to show to the believers. If you are lucky here, you can see the truest side of Loa.
Of course, you must be careful when entering here, if you are not careful, your life will be lost."
Zul's words made Sethus' heartbeat stop for half a beat. This is an area that many local trolls have no chance to touch!
However, just when Sethus was full of expectations, as soon as he followed Zul into the cave, he was blown back by a strong wind and fell to the ground in a panic!
Sethus looked at his mentor in astonishment, and Zul shook his head helplessly.
"Unfortunately, the Loa are extremely active today, so we have no chance to sneak in."
…
Not to mention the two masters and apprentices who returned home in defeat, in the secret realm where the Loa's spirits met, the conversation between Old Garni and Bwonsamdi woke up all the Loa.
"Lephignathosaurus, are you not going to live? How dare you disturb my sleep! I will give you a chance to come to Hades in person to make amends, otherwise I will skin you!"
Old Garni is not afraid of this.
"You scoundrel, don't bluff with me, I'm going to beat you up. Old Garni rarely asks for help, so you'd better be smarter."
Hearing what Old Garni said, Bwonsamdi, who looked like an enlarged troll with gray skin and wearing a skull mask, raised his shoulders and laughed.
"Who doesn't know that you, an old cunning guy, like to follow me and pick up trash? As long as I take away a soul, you will appear out of nowhere to decompose the corpse."
Old Gani ignored the other party's ridicule.
"I'm in a hurry and don't have time to talk to you. In short, there is a powerful soul waiting for you in Tanaris. Do you want to go?"
Bwonsamdi held his chin and pretended to think.
"The continent of Kalimdor? My power can't be projected that far. Besides, who doesn't know that there is a price to pay for using my power? How many lives do you plan to sacrifice?"
Old Garni couldn't stand this guy's face, and knew that he would never look good when dealing with this guy.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not relying on your power, I'm giving you benefits, you can take them or not."
Bwonsamdi curled his lips.
"Are you so kind? A deal is a deal, and I won't break the rules."
"Oh? Really? What if I said it was the soul of a demigod?"