"No, no, I can't rely on myself." Bwonsamdi grabbed his hair hard, with fear in his eyes: "I can't be afraid, I can't be afraid, my God, I can't defeat a powerful divine language user."
"I have received your fear, Bwonsamdi, and it is delicious." A strange voice came from the walking death.
"Okay, outsider." Bwonsamdi's expression was stiff, and he mustered up the courage to say:
"You passed my puzzle. Yes, as you guessed, the walking death is Y'Shaarj. In front of him, I have to control my emotions just like you."
The existence hidden in the gray mist did not make any movement, probably by default.
"Look, look, Y'Shaarj is just a wretch, the murlocs are subjects of N'Zoth, C'Thun has the Qiraji, Yogg-Saron has the Faceless Men, even Xal'atath
You can rule the trolls, Asajj, where are your people? Where are they?"
Bwonsamdi spared no effort to ridicule: "He is the most powerful ancient god. He had a chance to defeat the Titans, but he did not do that. He was a fool who kept his promise. As a result, his subjects were all wiped out by the Titans.
"
Robbie still looked at Bwonsamdi calmly, without any distracting thoughts in his eyes.
Bwonsamdi chuckled and said, "You don't have to worry about me. The ancient god Y'Shaarj is the calmest one. He has no emotions. No matter how you mock him or insult him, he won't care."
"Bwonsamdi, I'm listening." The walking death made a thunderous voice.
The troll god of death Bwonsamdi ignored it and continued:
"Outsiders, you must be wondering how Y'Shaarj can defeat the Titans. It's actually very simple. As long as he absorbs the power of the Azeroth Star Soul, those Titans are no match for him. He can do that, but he
Not done.”
The walking death made a calm voice: "I am the guardian entrusted by the Lord of the Void. My duty is to protect the star soul of Azeroth for the void. Of course, I cannot guard and steal. This is the most basic morality."
Interesting statement.
Robbie glanced at the corner of his mouth and showed a faint smile. This statement is very interesting.
"Oh, really? It's a pity that those Titans don't think so." Bwonsamdi's sarcasm became even stronger:
"Of course Y'Shaarj is not a good person. His goal is to cultivate Azeroth into a subordinate of the Lord of the Void, a dark titan. His tentacles have penetrated deep into the core of the star soul, and the supreme father Amanthel is tearing him apart.
In order not to hurt Azeroth, he took the initiative to let go of his tentacles. The Y'Shaarj you see now is not complete. Most of his soul essence has been cut off by the Titans and has special uses.
"
Robbie frowned slightly, as if he understood something. The doubts in his heart flashed away, but he was soon relieved.
Bwonsamdi was obviously disappointed: "Okay, incomplete Y'shaarj, it's your turn."
The being hidden in the gray mist said emotionlessly:
"The Pantheon flaunts justice, but they are just betrayers and outsiders in the void. You must not know that the Titans were actually ancient gods and guardians of star souls like me."
"Oh, please continue." Robbie listened calmly.
The mysterious existence continued: "There are many star souls in the universe, and they grow freely. As Bwonsamdi said, we really want to cultivate Azeroth to go into darkness and become a member of the void, which may seem evil to you.
.”
Robbie shook his head and said seriously: "There is no such thing as justice and evil, it's just that the positions are different."
"This is the rational attitude." The mysterious existence said again:
"These star souls are the objects of competition for all major forces. They are the most precious wealth in the universe and have unlimited growth possibilities in the future. The Lord of the Void spreads the seeds of the ancient gods into the universe in the form of spores. We are here in Azeroth
Si grew up as a child of Azeroth, and his natural instinct was to protect the star soul and destroy outsiders.
"But there are some mutants among us who lacked instincts and brutally devoured the star soul, so they gave up the power of the void and betrayed the Lord of the Void. They came together to form the so-called Pantheon. Titans are the betrayers of the void.
Among our five ancient gods, there is a mutant, she is Xal'atath.
"Among the Pantheons, only Sargeras is a truly hatched star soul. When the Titans discovered him, he had already hatched successfully, so he was the most powerful Titan. When he learned the truth, he immediately betrayed all of them.
Temple, established the Burning Legion, and was not affected by us. He also regarded the void as an enemy."
"Very good story." Robbie clapped his hands and praised.
"Why, you don't believe what Y'Shaarj said?" Bwonsamdi asked strangely: "Y'Shaarj has no emotions. He never lies."
Robbie smiled and shook his head with a funny expression:
"When I was very young, I always thought that the great figures who made great achievements and opened up new territories in ancient times were models of morality, because justice can always defeat evil. When I grew up, I realized that many of those guys were insidious.
A cunning and shameless man, a cruel and cruel tyrant, a liar full of lies, and a murderous executioner.
"So I placed my hope on the gods. The gods will always be perfect. Later, I gradually learned that the gods also have the bad qualities of mortals, the same pursuit of interests, the same hypocrisy, and they like to sing praises and make up lies to defend themselves.
Gods are just mortals who have become stronger."
Bwonsamdi scratched his head in surprise and looked up at the existence in the gray mist: "Y'Shaarj, have you been lying to me? Oh, no, maybe you are not Y'shaarj at all. You have been lying to me. What should I do?
Who do you believe?"
Robbie stepped forward and patted Bwonsamdi on the shoulder: "There is no need to doubt or be suspicious, because the truth is not important to you or me. I don't care at all whether the Titan is an ancient god. I just want to
Know the final moment."
Bwonsamdi stared at Robbie blankly, his expression finally collapsed, and he laughed: "Haha, Y'Shaarj, you failed too. Look, he doesn't have any suspicion at all. You can't control his emotions.
It seems you are not much better than me."
The mysterious existence in the mist was quiet for a long time:
"You remind me of the ancient Dark Empire. My subjects are also the same rational, objective and fair people. If they could have existed forever, I am afraid they would have become the masters of this galaxy long ago. It is a pity that they are regarded as a dark civilization by the Titans.
, all destroyed. Your reason is very correct, don’t believe the so-called stories, anyone can lie, even me, I will lie to defend myself for some inexplicable reasons, such as not being reconciled to my failure. Bwonsamdi, you
You can trade with him."
"Outsiders, don't be complacent, you are not the only one who has passed the test." Bwonsamdi touched his fangs:
"Before you, there were many sane and terrible beings who came to seek solutions to the puzzle and successfully passed our test. According to the principle of fair trade, what can you help me? I need to weigh the contributions of both parties and the truth at the end of the day.
It is priceless in itself, no matter what price you pay in exchange.”
Robbie looked at Bwonsamdi and asked after a long silence, "You don't have a girlfriend yet, do you?"
Bwonsamdi's face became very ugly, and the being in the gray mist said: "Such a strong smell of despair."
"Shut up, you old man who will never be single."
Bwonsamdi couldn't control his emotions, and then said harshly: "I am the great troll Death, and a woman worthy of me has not yet been born." (To be continued)