Robbie nodded: "Bwonsamdi, you are right. Your bride was indeed not born. She is a troll ten thousand years in the future."
"Ten thousand years from now?"
Bwonsamdi's eyes were clearly shining. For a god of death, ten thousand years is a long time. He was concerned about other issues and asked eagerly: "Is my bride beautiful? What's her figure like?"
,Are the fangs sharp? No, how do you know that my bride will be born in 10,000 years?"
"The outsider is incompatible with this era. He is not a person of this era." Walking Death explained: "Fortunately, he does not have the remaining power of Nozdormu, otherwise I would have swallowed his soul."
From this sentence, Robbie analyzed that although walking death lives in seclusion at the boundary between life and death, he actually knows the outside world very well.
"Are you from ten thousand years in the future?" Bwonsamdi immediately believed it: "No wonder, humans in this era are in a state of ignorance. How can they master the power of divine words? Tell me, what does my bride look like?"
"Of course, this is from our human perspective. You, the troll clan, are absolutely beautiful." Robbie changed the subject, and Bwonsamdi immediately came to life, beaming: "Haha, you scared me to death.
In my opinion, you humans are the ugly ones, please tell me her name."
"Can we trade now?" Robbie asked.
Bwonsamdi was hesitant and weighing the value of the traded goods. Robbie once again increased his temptation:
"Bwonsamdi, you should understand the truth of time. The future may not be destined. If there is a lack of guidance and the necessary measures are not taken at the right time, you may miss it forever. After all, your bride is a princess, and she is influenced by
The protection of a Loa is very welcome, but if you miss it, you may be lonely forever."
"Haha, Y'Shaarj, did you hear that? My bride is a noble princess." Bwonsamdi danced happily and almost burst into tears: "Think about how, as the noble god of death, I am one of the few...
The priestesses are both old and ugly, and none of them are pleasing to the eye. I am so happy to be able to marry a princess as my bride."
"I have no interest in the instinctive reproduction of lower races." The being in the mist said calmly.
"No, you should be envious. Continuity is the fundamental meaning of life." Bwonsamdi made gestures with his hands and feet.
The identity of the bride relieved Bwonsamdi of his last doubts. He did not want to miss a princess.
"The transaction is successful, you will show me the bride in ten thousand years, and I will tell you the secret of the final moment."
Bwonsamdi looked expectant. He had been single for countless years, and it was very important for him to be single.
"Bwonsamdi, if you want to marry a princess, you must first get rid of her father. You need to control her father when necessary, which is a certain Zandalar king ten thousand years later."
Robbie paused here, waiting for Bwonsamdi to reveal the information about the final moment.
Bwonsamdi quickly understood. He understood Robbie's trading method, and everyone shared a little information.
"Outsiders, let me give you a hint. The leader of the Pantheon, the Supreme Father Amanthel, has the power of time. He can see through the past and the future and travel through infinite time and space. Nozdormu received his blessing.
Only in order to become a time user in Azeroth. Sargeras is stronger than Amanthel, so Amanthel cannot predict Sargeras' betrayal, but those who are weaker than him can see the past and the future.
It’s clear.”
What does this mean? Robbie thought of a terrifying possibility, but he needed Bwonsamdi's confirmation.
"Your bride is perseverant and very individual. She never flinches when faced with difficulties and can face them bravely. But like all troll priests, she doesn't like Loa in the form of trolls. Without special means,
, you can't win her heart." Robbie specifically emphasized the difficulty.
"It's exactly the type I like. I appreciate strong characters. It seems to be a difficult challenge, so it's interesting. I'm really looking forward to it ten thousand years from now. In this suffocating world, I have
The courage to live.”
Bwonsamdi was so excited that tears filled his eyes:
"Human, it's great that you have appeared. Now it's my turn. Although Sargeras is the most powerful Titan, he is only a little stronger than the Supreme Father Amanthel. He can't defeat the combination of many Titans.
The reason why he was able to defeat the Titans of the Pantheon was because of the Final Moment. Yes, the root cause is in the continent of Azeroth. Sargeras is not a brainless fool, he is a rational villain. He has long been
Everything is planned.”
The insidious Bwonsamdi threw out one mystery after another. Robbie frowned slightly and responded in kind:
"I must warn you, Bwonsamdi, your bride is very dangerous. Although she is not powerful herself, she is good at maneuvering and diplomacy, and uses various powers to achieve her own goals. If you do not do it properly, you may even lose your life.
Although you are the God of Death, she can find a way to kill you or seal you."
"Oh, oh, I am looking forward to it more and more. It seems that I am going to experience a wonderful and unique love." Bwonsamdi's confidence has not diminished but has increased: "I have to reveal some information, otherwise you won't tell me
My valuable information, what is the true origin of the moon god Elune?"
At this moment, an inexplicable vibration came from the space between life and death.
The being in the mist said in a rare serious tone: "The gravity is changing, and the moon god Elune is coming. Bwonsamdi, if you can't overcome the current difficulties, you won't be able to see your bride ten thousand years from now.
"
The magical city of Azshara.
The full moon Elune hangs over the magical city of Azshara. At this moment, the moon is too close to Azeroth and cannot reflect the sun's light. It relies on its own light.
That is the terrifying power of the moon that is constantly brewing.
The newly hatched giant butterfly flew into the air, and Tyrande stood above the giant butterfly.
The giant butterfly made a buzzing sound: "Azshara, the end of the upper elf has come. The power of the moonlight has dropped. No living thing within a thousand miles can survive. It is you who forced me to use the strongest attack method."
The five dragon clans, the night elves of Mount Hyjal, and the Burning Legion were all shocked at the same time.
Even if the power of the moonlight falls, they will not be able to survive.
"Damn it, damn it, space has been imprisoned and teleportation cannot be carried out." Archimonde ordered loudly: "Manoros, prepare the most powerful legion defense immediately. Forget it, I will do it myself."
Layers of evil energy shields appeared in the sky above the Burning Legion, and the five dragon clans were also actively preparing defensive magic. Although they were not confident, they were just resisting in vain.
"Elune, although your power is powerful, it's a pity that I have already seen through it."
Queen Azshara's vision transformed into a thousand-meter-tall giant, holding the black moon in her hands.
The black moon rose rapidly and became larger and larger, covering up the brilliance of the full moon.
There was a sudden flicker in the sky, and the space trembled violently, but the power of the moonlight finally did not fall, and was all absorbed by the mysterious black moon.
"Fly, my Azshara."
With a huge roar, as the five dragon clans and the Burning Legion were stunned, the magical city of Azshara and the Well of Eternity next to it slowly rose into the sky.
The strange thing is that the ground is flat, leaving no traces. (To be continued)