Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1414 47. As long as you don't stop, the road will be clear [11]

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"Aww"

With a miserable cry, the huge and twisted body of Sirik the Corrupted smashed heavily outside his deep underground lair.

It no longer has the ugly and desolate appearance of corrosion.

The moonlight full of purifying power is like a cremation burning with flames, burning Sirik's fur all over, just like charred charcoal that can even peel off the burning powder when it is poured down.

Unpleasant smoke rises, and the giant beast will spew out black smoke when it opens its mouth with difficulty. This means that the violent bombardment of the little star of the Thunder Dragon has blasted Sirik into the "outside scorched inside" in the hierarchy.

Its internal organs were almost scorched, and the blood in its whole body seemed to be boiling.

But that wasn't a bad thing for Sirik, the clear agony returning to the night lord's numb perception, a sign that G'huun's corrupting power was fading from him.

And the fragmented will that had already been chaotic and fallen into an illusion also returned to the soul of this dying giant beast along with the pain.

One of its eyes was completely shattered by Braike's revenge execution, leaving only the cloudy left eye that can still see. Now that the death bell has sounded, it is struggling in the burning moonlight when it is dying Active head.

It saw Ghani, the trash guy that he had always looked down upon, walking towards it with a triumphant blue dragon on his back. In the eyes of old Gani, it saw sadness and pity.

Sorrow is for this piece of land that should be protected by him but poisoned by him.

And mercy is for oneself.

In the long life of the Midnight Lord, it probably seldom considered death. After all, as a powerful loa, it would not face the parting of life and death for no reason like those weak people.

It probably never thought that it would leave this world in such a miserable manner.

"Gani."

Sirik called out with difficulty:

"Burn me... burn me! After I die... destroy my lair! Can't leave... a drop of blood G'huun. It's awakening me just... the first.

run

this land

There is no hope."

"That's why I'm here, Sirik, proud Night Lord."

The old Gani, who always had a playful smile, felt the sadness of the dead rabbit when he saw Sirik's weak posture. He flicked his slender tail and said in a low voice:

"I will throw all your ashes into Bwonsamdi's Nether Palace, and I will seal it off, and I will not let anyone near you until the infection dissipates.

I will tell your believers.

You were also fighting G'huun at the last moment."

"It's not necessary."

Sirik closed his eyes, and the mighty loa said in a hoarse voice:

"Tell them the truth. I'm just a doomed.loser."

This desolate answer made old Garni almost shed tears.

It's not that old Ghani suddenly became extremely emotional, but Sirik's parting words express the endless bitterness of being a loa god.

The loa gods look at all kinds of scenery, but once they are abandoned by believers, they will instantly fall into forgotten tragedies. If a powerful loa like Sirik loses their shrines and beliefs after death, it will be difficult for them to survive the long period of time. resurrected in time.

They can only wander forever in the Land of the Blazing Blue Fairy in the Kingdom of the Dead, becoming a lonely ghost who can't even return home.

There is no way, the troll followers of Loa are too "realistic".

From this point of view, the treatment of the demigods of the wilderness that the Kaldorei elves believe in is ridiculously good. The souls of the demigods can still live in the Emerald Dream after death, and there is no need to go to the kingdom of the dead.

That is the real "eternal life".

It is a free destiny that does not have to pin its hopes on others.

The Loa were almost crying.

"Can't you help it?"

Ghani looked back at the pirate Bu Laike who was calling for the moonlight to purify the blood-stained blade. The latter turned back in surprise when he heard the old Ghani's request:

"Why do you help it? Did it treat you well? Old Gani, or are you being kind? No way, is your kindness so cheap? This doesn't look like what the selfish Loa would do Decide."

"I'm just"

Old Ghani also realized that his request was a bit excessive and nonsensical, so he made a discouraged expression and took a few steps back in the blazing moonlight, intending to wait for Sirik to swallow his last breath before fulfilling his last wish .

However, Bo Laike, who had a cold face just now, picked up his pipe and walked slowly in the moonlight to the pained Loa who closed his eyes and waited to die.

The character card in front of him still has Sirik's status information floating at this time:

Name: Lord of the Night/God of the Night/King of the Sky Sirik

Race: Vampire Bat Beast/Corruption Aberration

Occupation: Level 60 Beast·Elite/Level 60 Bloodthirsty Hunter·Elite/Level 60 Shadow Assassin·Elite

Legendary Occupation: Level 12 Giant Beast Lord Leader/Level 12 Blood God Polluted Body Leader

Mythical Occupation: Level 3 Loa [Pollution]

Status: Bacterial Corrosion · Flesh Distortion · Divinity Corruption · Corruption Growth · Source of Corruption

Endless Hunt·Status Description:

Sirik has become the carrier of the blood god G'huun's supreme corruption, corruption and depravity. Every drop of its blood and every piece of flesh has become G'huun's parasitic host outside the seal.

At present, the parasitic state of corruption has reached the upper limit that the body of the Loa God can carry.

This means that even after death, Sirik's corrupt flesh can still be manipulated and controlled by G'huun to spread planet-level corruption and pollution.

The power of the moon god is not enough to completely purify this level of corrosion, and an older and more effective method must be used.

Let the fire purify all.

This series of explanations made Bu Laike narrow his eyes. It stands to reason that after the death of the body, the Loa God will go to the Blazing Blue Fairyland with a spiritual body to become a spirit species and wait for resurrection.

But with Sirik being corroded, its life force has been distorted and corrupted, which means that Sirik can't even go to the Blazing Blue Fairy Field.

This means that the big bat in front of him is not even qualified to be a sad "lonely ghost".

Bo Laike told old Garni the news, adding to the sadness in the Trash God's eyes, but Maiev noticed the strange light dancing in the pirate's eyes.

The warden put away the luna lantern and handed it to Bo Laike, and took another look at Sirik who was waiting to die, and she asked in a low voice:

"You actually have a way to save it?"

"Save? It's easy for you to say, it has been corrupted to the soul level by G'huun, what can I do to save it?"

Laike scoffed at the notion.

But in the next second, he changed the subject and said:

"Salvation is certainly impossible, and even the last natural paradise has closed its doors to the poor corrupted creature, and no hope can be granted to it.

But let's think about it differently, if Sirik's pursuit is not the resurrection of Loa or the illusory eternal life, but the sincere "atonement".

Then there might be a turning point for this matter. "

The pirate gave out a weird smile in the increasingly dim moonlight, which startled Little Xingxing and Fenner, then he turned his face and said to old Garni:

"Ahem, old Ghani, why don't you take my friend and sister around? Don't go to Sirik's lair, that place must be destroyed, and any breath left is buried The next curse.

But I remember there is a village left by the troll worshipers who worship Sirik nearby, go pick up some trash. "

"I'm not in the mood to pick up trash right now. Why are you so cold-blooded? I just witnessed the death of my compatriots. At least give me some time to mourn."

Old Garni complained, and then it saw Bo Laike frown and wink at him.

This stunned the Trash God for a moment, and then it realized that the pirates needed to create an environment where they could be alone with Sirik, which made old Garni feel hot.

Could it be

Can he save the big bat that is doomed to extinction?

"Walk around, pretty girls, old Garni knows a place you absolutely love!"

The God of Garbage Guy immediately raised his head, and flatteringly said to Little Xingxing and Fenna:

"That's my favorite garbage dump. If you're lucky, you can pick up little velociraptors that are about to hatch in it. Let me tell you, those little velociraptors are the cutest.

If you are the luckiest girls, you may be able to pick up Devilsaur eggs.

You two like to laugh so much, luck must not be bad.

Anyway, come with me.

I can let you two ride me. "

Under the lure of old Gani, little Xingxing was the first to take the bait. Fenna was a little tired and wanted to rest, but she was dragged by little Xingxing to go together. The two of them rode old Gani and quickly disappeared into the dark jungle.

Sirik, the most dangerous twisted deformity in this jungle, is about to die. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to find the blood trolls to die, he is now safe here.

"Go find a place to rest, too."

The pirate watched old Garni take the two girls away with a pipe in his mouth. He turned to Maiev and said:

"I will take the initiative to find you. Before I go to you, don't run around and don't get close to Odile."

"What are you going to do again?"

Maiev asked, and got a blank stare from Bu Laike, who exhaled a smoke ring and said:

"What did you promise me before? You forgot again?"

This sentence reminded the warden of what Bu Laike had said to her in the Akunda Temple before, she pursed her lips, and finally did not ask any more, but turned and disappeared into the darkness that returned to the night.

When the last ray of moonlight was dim, Bu Laike walked up to Sirik, who was "true, lie down and die". He looked at the closed eyes of the big bat in front of him and the horrible blood hole he poked out.

The pirate flicked his cigarette ash and said in a low voice:

"Want to live? Sirik, I mean, go to the world of the dead as a soul, and live as a sad and judged prisoner.

Every day, you have to bear the trial and guidance of the accusers over and over again for your past sins, and you have to pay your precious heart energy as the price of atonement every day.

I promise you, that's the most painful way to live.

But least.

You can still get rid of this corruption and continue to live!

I think that as long as you are alive, there is hope, especially for a Loa like you who has enjoyed glory. Are you really willing to accept the sad ending of being forgotten by everyone? "

Bu Laike was smoking a pipe, stroking and twirling the seal of the King of Pain on his finger, amidst the blood-colored gloom, he said to Sirik:

"Even one day after you have endured enough suffering and suffering from judgment, you can still get an unexpected 'salvation'.

I can't promise you that you'll be able to leave the world of the dead in the future and return to Azeroth like those lucky loa. But I can guarantee that as long as there is an opportunity, I will do my best to help you return to the material world.

Not a bad deal, right? "

"you"

The dying Sirik slightly opened his eyes, looked at Bo Laike who was smoking a pipe in front of him, and said painfully:

"The evil on your face can't be concealed from anyone, you have not concealed your use of me, like a piece of discarded garbage, before being thrown away, you have to squeeze out the last value of me.

Hehe, there is a reason why you have such a good relationship with Old Garni.

but I

There is no other choice.

I don't want to die! "

The big bat struggled with the last of its strength, it looked at the darkest direction of the jungle with hatred, and it roared:

"I'm not reconciled. I don't want to be forgotten. I am the Night Lord! God of the night. Me."

"Save your energy and stop howling."

The pirate kicked Sirik's wound viciously, and he said in a deep voice:

"You just need to tell me if you are willing to accept this deal! Only I can give you the last hope that you hopeless wretch can get."

"What do you want me to do?"

Sirik spat out a mouthful of tainted blood, and it asked weakly.

The pirate looked up at the moon, and he whispered:

"I need you to stop doing anything, obediently obey my instructions and go to the country dominated by sin, and honestly atone for your sins.

I just had to experiment with you, if the Winter Queen can send evil spirits into the material world, surely the other Eternals can too.

I just want to use your journey after death to see if the emperor loves me enough to help me open that door, and if he values ​​me enough for him to challenge the rules of life and death for me. "

"Do nothing?"

Sirik made a suspicious sound.

But the pirate didn't give it a chance to ask again, but turned over the seal of the King of Pain on his finger, and put his hand with the seal on Sirik's charred head.

"You can't understand, right? It's okay, you don't need to understand this, it's too painful for a dying person to think hard.

Relax"

At this moment, like a priest confessing on the verge of death, he said to the bat Loa in front of him:

"Then, come, express your desire for atonement, and confess your sins to me, before you die, you have time enough to say that.

Be sincere.

Only with enough sincerity can your atonement be conveyed across the world to Revenders! "

The pirate looked at the dying Sirik, took down his pipe in the dark, and said:

"Speak, sinful soul, I am listening."

——

Ten minutes later, the flames soaring into the sky completely lit up the dark forest of Nazmir.

Although the summoned elemental flames are not as pure and purifying as the fire of Savras, for Sirik who actively seeks death, such flames are enough to incinerate its corrupted body.

First purified by moonlight, then burned by elemental flames, the corrosion brought by Sirik under the double guarantee finally ushered in the end moment.

On a hill not far from here, Maiev, who was wearing the Warden's armor and holding the helmet in his hands, stared at the rising flames. The purification tonight made the warden who had been quite dazed recently I feel that I have regained my sense of mission as the chosen one of the Moon God.

To be honest, although the purification hosted tonight was tiring, she was in a good mood.

"What are you looking at?"

Bu Laike's voice sounded behind Maiev, and the warden said without looking back:

"I want to purify the corruption brought by G'huun. This is what the moon god wants to see, and it is also my mission and responsibility."

"Well, a very good ideal, keep going."

The pirate laughed, full of sarcasm.

But he is such an annoying guy, and Maiev didn't care, until the next second, her hand was pulled by Laike.

The pirate took off Lady Warden's gauntlet, glanced at Maiev, and put the seal of the King of Pain on Maiev's right ring finger.

Against the backdrop of distant flames, he said to Maiev:

"Wear it all the time, don't take it off, do you hear me?"

"Isn't this the token you used to contact the great emperor?"

Maiev frowned and said:

"I can't use it with me, it's bound to your soul."

"Because it is bound to my soul, even if I don't wear it, I can still communicate with the emperor, so the magic item driven by heart energy does not need to be in my hand to work.

As for the increase in combat power it brought me, I don't need it anymore. "

Bu Laike held Maiev's left hand in his, and said:

"But it means a lot to you."

"Perhaps, we may indeed be separated for a short time in the future, but as long as you keep wearing it, I can find you. If you are forced to walk alone in the dark wilderness, don't be afraid, but go forward bravely.

You have to remember that I will find you.

I will go to the past in the future to complete my encounter with you, and then I will return to the future to find your footsteps.

No matter how much time it takes.

No matter what the price. "

The whispers in the dark night were full of affection, which made the heart of the warden's lady tremble. The man in front of her seemed to completely overlap with the him in her memory.

The impulse from the bottom of her heart made Maiev bite her lip.

She whispered:

"According to your human customs, wear such a ring. Is this a marriage proposal?"

"Do not."

Bu Laike hugged Maiev in his arms, and buried her head on his shoulders. He looked at the black night against the flames in front of him. In the bloody wind of Nazmir, he whispered:

"The act of proposing marriage represents the beginning of a beautiful and happy life, but that doesn't belong to us yet. I know that saying such things in this situation will make me look like a scumbag, but

You, Sephiel, and Xalatas, our happiness lies in the future.

We still need to keep going until we fulfill the mission each of us was born to do, and I can feel that I am getting closer to accomplishing it. "

(end of this chapter)