There has been no movement in the Draklon Fortress. If Prophet Salonya falls, it will definitely cause a sensation, such as the screams of a large group of Drakkari trolls, chaos and low morale.
Vol'jin promised to help Norvoth get the life he wanted, but only if Norvoth could escape from the Darklon Fortress. When a noble Loa god fell, how could he, the chief priest, escape with his life.
The life of the Loa was connected to the priest, and Vol'jin played a little trick, making Novos think that he could get rid of this connection by using the power of the blood troll.
In fact, Wo Jin was not sure.
Fierce fighting was still going on on the city wall, and Orc soldiers continued to die. After thinking for a long time, Wojin guessed that something unexpected had happened to Novos and was about to send an order to withdraw.
At this moment, Vol'jin saw Novos, wearing a gorgeous priest's robe, climbing onto the city wall.
Novos held a black staff, and a black light came out from the tip of the staff. The dark power hit several orc soldiers. A large number of the orcs fell silently during the battle. Then, Novos looked down from a high position.
He took a deep look in the direction of Wojin.
As a noble priest of Loa, he would never enter a chaotic battlefield unless absolutely necessary. Vol'jin guessed the purpose of Novos' move and quickly understood it.
"Attack." Vol'jin roared loudly: "For the sake of Azeroth, and for the sake of the great savior Thrall, kill these filthy scumbags."
This time, Wojin sent a few dragon-blooded orcs, mixed in with the large group of ordinary orcs. The dragon-blooded orcs climbed onto the city wall, making the battle quickly one-sided.
The terrifying dragon-blooded orcs were unstoppable, and the defenses of the Drakkari trolls quickly collapsed. Novos had retreated to a safe position, watching the battle from a high tower.
He saw a dragon-blooded orc break through the siege, roaring and rushing in front of the warlord Shimbo. He just met him, and the giant in thick armor couldn't dodge. The skull mask flew out, and two broken fangs fell on the ground.
On the ground.
Under the mask, there turned out to be a strange face. Novos was surprised. It turned out that this was just a substitute who was destined to die. The real warlord Shimbo might have escaped long ago.
How insidious!
Novos shook his head with a bitter look on his face and strengthened his belief.
Prophet Salonya finally took action. Even the dragon-blooded orcs could not withstand the terrifying blood siphoning. However, the power of the dragon made Salonya hesitate for a moment. Only No, who was the chief priest, could make this small change.
Voss saw it.
Novos hurriedly walked into Salonya's lair. Not long after, Salonya staggered back with his wings spread as if he was drunk, and whispered:
"I have gained a wonderful power. If I can fully absorb it, my strength can be improved to a higher level. Novos, hurry up and summon the priests. Also, you must defend the fortress. This time I will absorb it for a longer time."
Some, cast Dark Praise immediately after waking up."
Then, Salonya closed her eyes and fell into a peaceful dream.
Novos was not in a hurry, he stood aside and waited, waiting for Salonya to digest the power in his body.
The digestion time this time lasted more than a quarter of an hour, and the battle on the city wall was already over. After Salonya used blood siphon for the second time, Wojin ordered the troops to withdraw, making the defenders on the city wall heave a sigh of relief.
After completing the digestion, Prophet Salonya opened his eyes and felt that his body was full of power, but there was a strange aura that was incompatible with the power in his body and would take longer to digest and integrate.
Seeing that Novos was still waiting aside, Salonya angrily asked: "You idiot, didn't you hear my order? Why don't you summon the priests."
Novos bowed respectfully and asked:
"Great God, yesterday I had a dream about my father. He was in a dark ice field. I saw countless frozen souls. They were your believers. My father told me that we all
It’s your food.”
Prophet Salonya yelled angrily: "Idiot, you have been deceived. The place where I store food is in the plains of the deep sea. There is water that never flows, which can keep the soul fresh."
As soon as the words came out, Prophet Salonya realized that he had made a mistake. After all, it was a god. There was no need to defend himself. It would not be difficult to change to a chief priest:
"Novos, you know too much."
Novos just smiled and crushed the rune first.
A wonderful force surrounded Prophet Salonya's body, invading every organ, every inch of muscle, and every drop of blood in the body. Prophet Salonya was shocked and lost all his strength in an instant, and his sharp tip was horrified.
shouted:
"This is a trap."
Novos said calmly: "Prophet Salonya, your rule is over."
"Damn bug, how dare you plot against me, against a powerful god." Prophet Salonya struggled hard, but this power made him weaker and weaker.
"No, no, how did you get the essence of the blood troll?"
Saronya moaned feebly, her huge body cracked, and ugly wounds were all over her body.
The flesh and blood wrapped in beautiful scales shines like gems, and the power of the animal Loa is indeed hidden in their flesh.
"The Zandalari trolls are minions of the Horde." Novos replied calmly.
"It's the tribe, you colluded with them!" Saronya made a final struggle: "Novos, what have you done? If it weren't for me, who would protect the Zul'Drak Empire?"
Novos looked solemn, brewing a complicated magic in his hand, and whispered:
"Salonya, your power belongs to me. I will become the new Loa and use your power to change the tragic fate of the Zul'Drak trolls."
Salonya stared at the magic in Novos' hand and was extremely surprised. Although it did not understand the principle and function of this magic, it clearly realized that this was a terrible magic that could only come from a more advanced civilization.
"Novos, the fate of the Loa gods is bleak. If they cannot absorb enough souls regularly, their power will decline and eventually degenerate into unconscious beasts. You have gained my power, and the fate of the Zul'Drak trolls will still be miserable.
It will change.”
When Novos heard this, his heart trembled, and the magic in his hand almost dissipated. He raised his head stubbornly: "Don't worry, I will change, change everything, and change the flaws of the divine power."
The formed magic fell on Salonya's body full of wounds, and Salonya's flesh and blood quickly lost its luster, and all the essence was concentrated together, turning into a colorful ball.
This magic is not perfect, Salonya still has a shining skeleton, and part of the power of Loa remains in the bones.
But Novos was already very satisfied, and he swallowed the radiant ball in one gulp.
The power of Loa spread in his body, and he felt like a god, full of confidence, and it felt good to be in charge of everything. The absorption of Loa's power was successful, and the power filled every muscle.
But the power from the dragon caused him trouble. It seemed that it could not be integrated with the power of Loa. Novos saw that his body was covered with wounds and was about to fall apart.
The dying Saronya laughed: "Novos, you are really unfortunate. Even I can't integrate the strange powers in those orcs."
Novos smiled coldly, took out the vial of plague without hesitation, and quickly poured it into his mouth.