Tying the knife back to his claws, Salian had many questions he wanted answered.

"Bonsandy, has my mother fallen into the Shadow Realm?"

"Huh?"

The lazy Bond raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ghani on the side.

"Yes, yes and no."

"The details are complicated, and I don't know the full picture of the incident."

"You'd better go back and ask the guy who sent you, he knows more than old Bond Sandy."

'I believe you're a ghost. ’

Bonsandy made it clear that he didn't want to spoil it, this guy just waited to see a good show, and he wouldn't have fun revealing the content in advance.

Bonsandy really values the contract, and he will abide by everything agreed upon in black and white.

But this guy likes to induce others to think crookedly through specious words, and there will always be some self-righteous guys who want to bypass the contract and play tricks.

But how can the cunning Bang Sandy be so easy to fool.

The broken soul and the use of the Gonda to repair the ritual knife is a prime example.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from the tight-lipped Bonsandy, Salian planned to return to Kurtiras.

"Wait!"

Just as Salian was about to turn around and leave the palace, Bonsandy and Garni suddenly changed their faces.

The two Loa glanced at each other, and at the same time looked solemnly at the east side of the Hades.

"The fluctuations of this power are...... Toga? ”

Garney nodded with a gloomy expression: "There are also many incomparably dark powers, which come from the same source as the blood god Gohorn. ”

Bonsandy's eyes flickered and the corners of his mouth tugged: "Those guys finally can't help it, and they plan to attack Loa one by one." ”

"How, do you want to help it?"

Ghani hesitated for a moment: "Loa all have their own range of activities, and they usually don't cross the line. ”

"Nazmir is the territory of Shirik, Kagwa, and Toga, and it is inconvenient for me, an outsider, to interfere."

"It's you."

Ghani asked Bang Sandy rhetorically: "As a local Loa of Nazmir, don't you help your colleagues?" ”

"Hmm......" Bangsandy scratched his head in annoyance, "You know, I'm not good at frontal combat." ”

"If you ask me to send the souls of the dead back to life, I am sure that I can do it, but let me fight myself...... It's hard for a strong man. ”

Sarren: 'FNMDP! You just want to touch the fish! ’

"So ......"

Gani and Bonsandy turned their gaze to Sarren, who was waiting to eat melons.

“…… What do you want to do? ”

……

Sarjan, who was temporarily arrested, hurried away while helplessly bearing the ridicule of the barrage.

[The foot man is a tool man. 】

[Although the content of the task is different, this process is too familiar, liver pain. 】

Bonsandy and Ghani struck a deal with Sarean.

Sarean helped them save Loatoga, the tortoise, and they each bestowed their blessings on Sarean.

Bonsandy's blessing ensures that after Sarjan's unexpected death, his soul will not be taken away by the Shadow Realm or other Azeroth deaths, but will instead drift to the underworld where Bonsandy sits.

As long as the soul remains, Bonsandy will be able to find a way to resurrect Saljan.

Garni's blessing strengthens Rogue-related abilities such as stealth and "search", which doesn't mean much to Sarren, but it's better than nothing.

Aggrieved on Zandala Island for a long time, the hot-tempered Sarian couldn't help it, and he could take this opportunity to be open-minded.

According to Bonsandy, Loa's strength is not only related to his own strength, but also by the number of believers and the level of piety.

This is also the reason why the god Loa does not like people at both ends of the snake and the rat, and values the devout believers more.

The more believers there are, the more blessings they will receive.

Although the Tyrannosaurus Lezan is powerful in its own right, it can have the combat power that surpasses all Loa, and it is inseparable from the faith of a large number of Zandalar trolls.

Since the trolls' center of gravity moved north to Zudasa, Loa, who remained in Nazmir, has been getting worse and worse day by day.

The blood trolls believe in Gohorn, who they call the god of blood, and there are fewer and fewer followers of Kagwa the frog, Hirik the bat, and Toga the turtle, and their own strength is also declining repeatedly.

Most of Toga's followers are from the Ancestral Tortoises, a humanoid and intelligent race with the appearance of a turtle, who are naturally fond of fighting, and share their Loatoga penchant for gathering knowledge.

"Ah, this ......"

After leaving the palace of Hades, he headed east to Toga's lair, where an overwhelming array of blood trolls caught Saljan's eye.

At a glance, there were at least a thousand blood trolls attacking the giant tortoise, and they were clearly prepared.

Blood trolls are matriarchal clans, and women have a higher status within the clan and wield a higher level of blood magic.

More than a dozen high-ranking spellcasters of high status surrounded Toga, blood-red spell chains extending from their hands restricting Toga's movements.

Other cannon fodder soldiers are fearlessly charging Toga to death.

The turtle's attack power may not be too strong, but strong defense is their innate talent.

Toga's Followers Ancestral Turtles are few in number, and they are no match for Blood Trolls.

At this time, Toga had entered a shrunken state, and the pale golden energy shield covered itself and the Ancestral Turtles, and the blood troll was unable to break through its turtle shell defenses for the time being.

However, strange blood magic is eroding Toga from within, drawing its blood continuously.

The huddled Toga let out a dull wail from time to time, and if he couldn't find the breaking point, sooner or later he would be drained by those spellcasters.

"So?"

Sarren looked at the thin-jawed dragon standing on his shoulder with a painful face: "What am I going to do?" You don't want me to fight a thousand, do you? ”

"Stupid!"

Ghani slapped Sarean in the face with his short front paws, "You forgot my title?" ”

"Because of the unspoken rules between Loa, I can't directly participate in the war, but you are different, you are mortal and not bound by Loa's rules."

"I can give you my power, the blood trolls won't be aware of your presence, and you can get rid of the most threatening spellcasters one by one."

Ghani is the god of scavengers, the king of thieves, and the master of slaves.

Imbued with its power, Salajan's appearance is disguised exactly like that of a blood troll, and it automatically enters a state of invisibility, allowing it to swagger through the crowd without being detected by the blood troll.

Although he had mastered the claw form under Orfa's assault training, Salian was still most accustomed to fighting in human form.

After turning into a blood troll, he simply took out the Demon Slayer's Great Sword from the spatial package and carried it on his shoulder.

"More than a dozen high-level spellcasters, it's a little divided."

Salian grinned excitedly: "How long can your strength last?" ”

"Heh~" Ghani smiled confidently: "As long as you don't attack, no one will find out, and theoretically it can last indefinitely." ”

"Good."

Sarjan set his sights on a female blood troll spellcaster standing on a humble platform.

Most of the Blood Trolls had only a handful of cloth on them to block their vital points, but these casters were draped in bright red shawls, and they knew they were of extraordinary status at a glance.

"You're the first one!"

"Heroic leap!"

As he jumped on the ground, the invisibility that Garni had placed on Sarean was broken, and the blood trolls around him watched dumbfoundedly as the "compatriot" rushed towards the mistress of the clan.

Sarjan: "I'll give you an early life!" ”

"Boom!"

The sound of blades slicing through bones woke up the surrounding blood trolls who were guarding the mastermother, and the small area exploded.

A sword slashes off the head of the first caster, and Sarjan is out of sight and invisible again with the help of Garni.

The social style of the blood trolls is very primitive, and there are no layers of officer formations like the armies of modern civilized countries.

Losing the absolute core of the overall management, the master mother, no one below obeyed anyone, and while roaring to find the murderer, they began to push each other and fight inwardly.

Due to the wide separation between the blood trolls of different clans, and with the power bestowed by Garni to quickly shift his position, Sarlian unexpectedly killed 8 unsuspecting master mothers in succession, and his rich experience pushed his warrior level to 9.

As the number of high-tier casters has been reduced, Toga's restraints have weakened, and he is finally able to launch some counterattacks.

"Buzz!"

Just as Saljan took advantage of the chaos of the blood trolls to make further efforts, an inexplicable wave suddenly spread outward from the dark heart in the center of Nazmir.

"Hmm!"

Most of the blood trolls were stunned on the spot, and Sarean also felt the invasion of foreign objects from the depths of his soul.

"Corruption! Submit to! Depraved! ”

Sarean's forehead was bruised, and he looked up to the sky and roared under Garni's somewhat worried gaze.

"I'm a qnmd dog! I will never surrender to anyone! Get out of my soul!! ”

"Aang!!" (To be continued)