In other words, this old guy has always been nearby.
Tonatiu gave Zul'Farrak as a gift, and gave this ancient city to be the palace and temple of Hades.
Bwonsamdi was pleased.
An ancient troll city, huge and historic, sacred and glorious.
And most importantly.
Under the ground of this desert city lie the corpses accumulated by desert trolls over thousands of years.
That is the natural protector, the bodyguard of Hades.
Compared to other places.
A place like Zul'Farrak, where there are many zombies, mummies, and skeletons, is the perfect place for Bwonsamdi.
Old Bwonsamdi has been in Tanaris lately, and he likes to stay in the troll city of Konzul Farak.
As a powerful Loa god, of course he can sense such changes in the Nest of Corruption, which is not far away from Zul'Farrak.
Plus Tonatiu is here.
In another country, the God of Death is always watching Tonatiu.
In a country invisible to Naralex and the Titans, a silver chain stretched out from old Bwonsamdi's finger, and the other end of the chain was tied to Anakin's soul.
"Your Majesty, Bwonsamdi thanks you. Old Bwonsamdi has not caught such a black mouse for a long time!"
"A black rat?"
"You see, ordinary souls are white. Advanced ones are golden, and there are also green souls. But these black rats, their souls are black."
"Is it related to the ancient gods?"
"Of course. Those who believe in those big vampires, their souls are all black. They are very dirty, but they are very valuable to us. Old Bwonsamdi loves this kind of dirty black garbage!"
It seems that the souls of Twilight believers are very special? Tonatiu was thinking so.
"We are not big vampires!!" Xal'atath's unhappy voice sounded in his heart.
"You are sucking the blood of Azeroth, and calling you a giant blood-sucking worm is not impossible." Tonatiu retorted in his mind.
"We don't suck blood! We're just corrupted!" Xal'atath clearly didn't want to be regarded as a blood-sucking insect.
"But what you do is similar to that of blood-sucking insects. Even relatively speaking, blood-sucking insects are much kinder than you. At least they only suck blood and don't think about killing the host!"
"But we didn't kill Azeroth! We just made it greater, and the void will tremble with its arrival!"
"whatever……"
Tonatiu didn't want to discuss this with Miss Gushen.
Miss Gushen has been with him for so long, but her attitude towards him is still the same.
When she treats other ancient gods, she is not polite at all. But when it comes to corrupting Azeroth or issues related to the forces of the void.
But she always felt that the void was right, and that the Titans and the Burning Legion were both evil ways.
There is only eternal void.
It is the eternal truth.
Tonatiu didn't bother to argue with her.
He returned his attention to the old troll.
The expression under the old troll's bone mask was a bit playful. A pair of sinister white fangs were exposed. He pointed at the bloody Xal'atath with a thick and long bone finger:
"Yo~ yo yo~ Your Majesty! Were you talking to me just now? I really didn't expect that the person who caused the troll war is now in the hands of the troll! This is really interesting!"
Bwonsamdi recognized Xal'atath, and Tonatiu was not surprised at all. He took the Blade of the Dark Empire and made a trick: "You want it? Give it to you?"
"No!"
"No!"
Two voices of rejection sounded at the same time, one in Tonatiu's heart, and the other from Bwonsamdi's mouth.
"Troll! You cannot give me to this dead troll!" This is Xal'atath.
"No! No! No! Your Majesty, I don't want a dagger that wants to kill its master every day! Old Bwonsamdi still wants to live a few more years."
Both parties rejected it happily.
Tonatiu mentioned it casually and blocked Bwonsamdi's mouth.
Taking advantage of the attention of Bwonsamdi and Xal'atath being diverted at the same time, he looked at the souls of the Twilight followers in despair.
"Let's make a deal. Dear Lord Bwonsamdi."
"Trading? Old Bwonsamdi loves trading! Tell me, Your Majesty, what kind of business do you want to do?"
"By the way, my friend, you weren't a goblin before you became what you are now, right? Otherwise, why would you like trading so much?"
"Hey! Your Majesty, my existence is much longer than those little green skins! Do you know that the souls of the little green skins are the least valuable in our place! Oh, greedy souls will never be interesting!"
Being regarded as a goblin, the God of Death was obviously a little unhappy, shaking his body covered in bones.
"Let's talk about our business! Old Bwonsamdi loves trading, but now old Bwonsamdi loves trading with you the most!"
Tonatiu smiled.
"My deal is related to these fine goods." He pointed at the desperate souls of Twilight believers.
"oh?"
"If I wholesale this soul to you, what price can you give me?"
"Wholesale? This is a very tempting word, but it is not easy! Your Majesty, the actions of these black mice are very secretive. Even if your special ability can trap them before their souls dissipate, where can you find them?
Too many rats?”
"Black mice are hard to catch. But what about the little black bugs?" Tonatiu asked.
"Black bugs? Hmm..." Bwonsamdi muttered in rare silence.
…
Tonatiu exploded with a materialist aura, expelling Twilight's power, killing Anakin at the same time, and started talking to Bwonsamdi.
Naralex, the Titans, and Nergigante were also outside.
After Anakin's death.
The bugs instantly lost control and frantically attacked the trolls and Kaldorei in the center.
Fortunately, after Tonatiu left, the shrunken Titans returned to their tall and mighty appearance. The aura of materialism was equally lethal to semi-energy creatures like Titans.
The same goes for Naralex, whose moonkin form was dispelled.
Even Hisari on the ground, the heart of oak protecting her, turned into ordinary oak seeds after that moment.
Fandral Staghelm's powerful bark magic will never be used again.
Facing the siege of the bugs, the big fat bird version of Naralex showed great power. Under the protection of two Titans, he called on the power of the stars and the moon to destroy the enemy.
Also worth mentioning is Lulu.
To the native residents of Azeroth, this muscular dragon looked strange and square when flying. It rushed into the insect swarm like a heavy tank with no shells, charging into the zombie swarm.
What's even more amazing is.
Lulu awakens a new hobby.
This hobby surprised even Naralex. During the battle, the big fat bird even asked Kezilla who was covered in lightning and crushed many bugs as he passed by.
"Does it like to eat bugs?"
The big fat bird looked at Lulu who was killing bugs and started devouring bugs because of the hunger after the battle. He was eating bugs out of control. He couldn't help but ask.
"No...it doesn't like eating bugs."
Kzira answered.
"The great Lord Nerukigat likes to eat everything!" f
