Chapter 157: Death Returns to the Sun (Part II)

The tributaries of time have changed, some have disappeared and some have been reborn. The line between the living and the dead is not clear in Azeroth, but it will not be in the future.

Sylvanas, Winresa, and Aurelia are all anchored to Shane's divinity.

Through divine perception, Shane was aware of what was happening on earth.

The orcs are currently unable to break through the defenses, and the death knights sent out have also been eliminated. Gul'dan will no longer take the Rune Barrier Stone as it did in the original history, which will be used to open the seal in the depths of Azeroth, his master. In the end, he perished because of his self-righteousness. At present, under Shane's eyes, the Gul'dan of this world will die in the battle of Hinterland.

"They're back"

In the center of the underworld, a singularity expands outward, and the divine spirit snake and several souls are 'spit out'.

As soon as Sarah's Dawn Blade landed, the aura on his body immediately rose a knot.

"For the glory of my Lord," he knelt and prayed in a low voice, as the Lord gave him a gift because he had accomplished his task. With the light, he felt more powerful and more aware of the Lord's intentions.

The souls of the orcs that were brought back were not as unintelligent as the creatures that had just died, due to magic, but the fear that penetrated into the soul made them unable to move. They can only look at the wonders they have never seen before.

The Talon Blood Demon didn't realize that he had been taken to the place of the dead, thinking it was just an anomalous space.

The space is only a small piece of land, but there is a gentle breeze and a long river flowing into the distant void. The zenith is the void of the stars and a cluster of light that illuminates all space.

"Death punishes death, and order destroys chaos and strengthens me" The light that shines on all is Shane, and in the underworld his image is light: "Hell has not yet been established, but the punishment of desecration of death should be given." I should use the wind, the flame is purifying, and the wind is soothing and punishing. "Shane understands his underworld better.

The divinity of death cooperates with the mind to change the underworld.

"I said, "Let there be a wall." Shane 'said'.

A great stone wall rises from the edge of the Underworld.

"Blasphemers shall be nailed to the wall and punished by the wind"

The souls of seven orcs, including the Talon Blood Fiend, were seized by an irresistible force and then pinned to the wall. The walls of the city also bubble up and solidify some tissue, so that the nailed soul seems to be embedded in the wall. The winds of the underworld set off on the outskirts of the underworld, forming a never-ending hurricane around the small underworld.

The wind blew like a knife on the soul of the Talon Blood Demon, and one after another undetectable wounds were secretly produced, and the soul was cut off.

Pain! The pain that could almost destroy the thought was infused into the soul, but a strange force kept him awake and took the pain 100 percent.

Seven wails echoed near the city walls.

"Blasphemy of death is punished by death, and this wall of the road is called the wall of blasphemers. All blasphemers will be nailed to the wall, weak enough to be absorbed by the wall, and your punishment will be over. ”

Shane's language is emanating from the authority of death. Language is spiritual, especially the language of God, which can lead to changes in the rules. At this time, at the end of the River Styx, countless Force's forces were replenished into that light, and Shane's power grew expansively.

"There's something unusual about the Force's favor, is it Azeroth urging me?"

Shane, who was still the last of the fire gods, thought: 'It's not complete yet, it's not time yet, the power needs to go everywhere to hustle and bustle, so that's it'

The Force that entered Shane's body was channeled out by him and thrown into the Underworld, the River Styx, and the Wind of Styx.

"Was there an earthquake?" The souls that still exist in the underworld, the land on which they stand begin to tremble.

"There will be no earthquakes in the underworld here," some souls clearly reminded their fellow travelers.

"Behold, the kingdom of the Lord is enlarged."

The small underworld, which can be seen at a glance, begins to grow into distant places. The Force was sufficient, and the range of the Underworld suddenly expanded tenfold, forming an island with a radius of ten kilometers. The River Styx is also ten times wider, and trees and flowers grow on the Styx.

"Look, there's a mountain up over there."

All the road spirits saw that in the middle of the underworld, a mountain peak thousands of meters high rose up.

At the end of the large-scale transformation, the subtle details of the changes are slowly carried out in the long river of time. From the void, the Underworld is an island floating on the outer wall of Azeroth's 'Plane Bubbles'.

"You should work, you should exercise, you should prepare."

For the first time, the souls, still in shock, heard the oracle of their Lord. Shane's words are only these three paragraphs, and there are no specific details. The souls didn't know what to do, so they found Sarah's Blade of Dawn, the strongest of the gods.

"We should work as we did in life, exercising our own skills and martial arts, and preparing to be called by the Lord at all times." Sarah's Dawnblade said. Comprehending the divine will and speculating on the divine will are similar, but different in nature. The former comprehends how to live for God, which is glory; The latter is to speculate on God's purpose, and it is a great sin.

"Let's build our own house first."

Dozens of souls, led by the Blade of Dawn, cut down the newly grown trees and collected the rocks on the mountain, all as if they were clearing the wasteland.

The soul does not feel tired and hungry, but the mind has moments of fatigue. After collecting the preliminary materials, the next step is to build the tools. In between, he rested for a while.

Sitting on the grass, Sara thought of his wife and daughter in the mortal world. As he looked into the distant void, the Divine Serpent flew towards him, hissing and shaking its flippers at him, scratching his hair with its tail.

"Your master is pleased with you, and your skills should be passed on."

The Lord's pet has wisdom, Sara thought, and the voice continued to reach his thoughts.

"The Lord has given you a second reward."

The water-like mirror opened in front of Sarah's eyes, with only images and no sound. Inside is the view of his hometown, the lush Yongge Forest. The image zooms in from afar, and soon shifts to a hill where countless tombstones are erected, which is the home mound of his family.

Her wife stood alone in front of a tombstone, her face sickly. I saw his wife place a bouquet of flowers on his tombstone, moved her lips, and then covered her nose, tears hitting the grass on the ground. Sara saw clearly that it was her own tombstone.

"Why did you come back and leave again." Sara read her wife's lips.

"So she already knew?" He remembered the way his wife went out to greet him that day, with joy and disbelief: "Yes, my body should have been transported back to my hometown long ago, and my wife and daughter knew that I was dead, but that day, they still recognized me at a glance." ”

This is the end of the image.

Sarah-Dawnblade's mourning comes alive: the world of the living and the dead should be distinct, and the dead disturbing the living will only cause sorrow and make the living unable to get out of pain.

"I see, I see."

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