Azeroth’s Death Track

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Agamagan is a lucky guy.

This conclusion holds true in all demigods.

First of all, it is the first demigod to be resurrected in 10,000 years, and other companions who can only sleep in the Emerald Dream. Agamamagan has enjoyed real freedom for several years from the resurrection to the present. And it was resurrected by the wither, so after the resurrection, the old-fashioned guys of the Cenarion Circle can hardly control it at all, nor can they control it.

I heard that Agamamagan had a litter of piglets last year...

Secondly, the time of Agamamagan’s resurrection is subtle. It is almost out of the emerald dream when the power of the nightmare is weakest. It almost perfectly avoids the dangerous moment of the nightmare’s power explosion. When you don’t have to do your best to resist the corrosion of nightmares, Agamamagan in the present world only needs to lie comfortably on the razor high ground and keep a good mood.

In the end, after the resurrection of Agamamagan, it just caught up with the war against the Zerglings. It killed the ancient **** Kesun at the last moment, which was equivalent to vengeful for the corrupted Usok, This made Agamamagan's status in the minds of the druids and the world almost rise to the level of true gods.

It is said that every day "pilgrims" from all over the world go to Razor Heights to worship the big boar who saved the world...

This kind of encounter, which can hardly be described with luck, is enough to make other demigods envious and jealous.

Of course, the demigods are mostly spirits of the beasts, and they will not do bad things because of jealousy, but the example of Agamamagan is in front. More than ten thousand years of sleep is enough to make the demigods long for the truth. Their freedom, especially the forerunner’s victory, encouraged them and weakened their patience for waiting.

What's more, just like the desperate scene described by An Su, the war between the Green Dragons and the Nightmare sees no hope of victory at all, and even if the cause of the nightmare suddenly broke out, even if the demigods tried their best to help, it was the most Maintain an invincible battle situation, and the more the demigods come into contact with the twisted nightmare beast, the easier it is for nightmares to invade the soul.

If they still die in the Emerald Dream, they really commit chronic suicide.

"Ao (Tell me in detail.)"

Goldling raised his head and no longer showed his lazy state. The silver eyes of the powerful wolf spirit stared at An Su tightly, which represented the thoughts in its heart, and Aisina and Avina were also Waiting for An Su's next words, in the shadow outside the grass that no one noticed, a black panther like a lightning flashed away, representing a new uninvited guest...

Obviously, the news that An Su summoned the demigods to hold a private meeting was not as secret as it thought.

"Okay, then I will talk to my friends in detail."

An Su stood on the boulder, and the storm raven raised his head. It cleared his throat and said to the demigods:

"As you all know, the Druids of Cadore are difficult to break through the emerald dream and the plane wall of reality in a normal way, especially when the world order is stable, so we cannot resurrect, in fact, it is no wonder that the druids We don’t work hard, although they do use a lot of power for the propagation of self-civilization."

"But let's be honest, even if the druids are now enlightened and preparing the ceremony for the return of the demigods as quickly as possible, we may not be able to sustain it for so long."

When Ansu spoke, her black eyes stopped on Avina's wings without any traces. This action was noticed by the mother of birds, and Avina snarled her teeth at Ansu. This attitude urged Ansu to stop talking nonsense.

"So, for us, the fastest way at the moment is to find an "inherent" rift formed in the Emerald Dream and this world long ago, and then use that rift to speed our huge soul at the fastest speed. Moving to the present world, by that time, whether borrowing the seeds of the withers' lives or the world trees of the Cadores, we can find enough life energy for us... to reshape the body."

An Su made a tweet:

"Ah! The best thing is here! You all know that Agamamagan is resurrected, but do you know how Agamamagan is resurrected?"

"Wither, I have found the rift!"

"The three spatial rules of the Emerald Dream, this world, and the shadow world formed a strange world rift deep in the mountains of Drustvar. The soul of Agamamagan entered the world through that rift... defected The reason why the Great Druid Deer Helm personally enchants it is because the location of the rift is too difficult to find... This is the biggest secret of the Druid Blight."

Speaking of excitement, An Su couldn't help but flap his wings, and there was a burst of roaring storms on the grass. It shouted with a very inflammatory voice:

"You, the rise of the Blighter may be bad news for the Cenarion Circle, but good news for us!"

"Although I am a foreigner, but I also know your sacrifice in the battle of the ancients, without you, the world will be over, of course, I am not provoking your relationship with the Cenarion Circle, after all, I It’s also a member of this complex relationship, but the problem is actually here. It’s the world you saved that owes to you. You don’t owe it anything!”

"Freedom, freedom of soul and body, this is the reward you deserve, the most insignificant reward... but you have waited for more than ten thousand years for this, although this matter has its unique reasons, but the Cadores His attitude also determines a lot of things...When did our wild demigods become vassals of the Druids? When did we become a symbol of their civilization?"

An Su raised his head high, and the beautiful feather on his head fluttered:

"It's time for the wild gods to become a neutral group again! We maintain the entire Azeroth, and we protect the entire world! Not the individual Kadore civilization... they are only part of this world. , Nothing more!"

The dark eyes of the storm raven are full of delicate feelings, and it waves its wings towards the demigods in front of it:

"Come on, friends, brothers, let the dispute between the Blight and the Cenarion Council go to hell! We only need to be resurrected! We only want the reward we deserve, the world owes us thanks...the future of the demigods Just like Agamamagan, we don’t need to interfere in the disputes between these civilizations anymore, we have to fulfill our sacred mission again..."

"Just from the resurrection of the gods thousands of years ago! Today, the long-lost demigods...return to Azeroth!"

An Su's ferocious words fell, and Wolfling Goldling did not make any enthusiastic expressions, and Aisina and Avina glanced at each other, and did not applaud the inflammatory speech, but they There was a hint of other things in his eyes, which is what An Su needed... The Storm Raven was not yet naive, thinking that these old guys who had lived for tens of thousands of years would be violently separated by their own instigation. Cenarion Circle.

All it needs is to plant seeds into the hearts of these demigods... This is also Tyrion’s request, and the Lord Lord obviously does not want to add a group of nasty demigods to the war against Kadore.

"Oh! (What do we... need to pay?)"

Wolfling Goldling's low roar sounded again, and this unruly giant wolf grabbed the point of the problem at once. The wither was willing to help resurrect the demigods, which is good, but the demigods are not fools, The wither must have demand for them.

"Okay, wise bastard."

An Su scolded, and then gathered his wings, while whispering while taking care of the feathers with his beak:

"Druswar’s world rift was originally in a state of opening, but not long ago, a **** occupied the entrance to the world of shadows, and was recognized by that strange world. He now has the power to open the rift. The wither is a neutral organization. They are willing to help us resurrect, as long as the resurrected demigod chooses neutrality between the Blight and Cenarion Circle, but the "tickets" paid to third parties... are not so cheap."

A trace of fine awn flashed in An Su's low eyes, and it said:

"That greedy **** is a **** of goose plucking hair. He asked every demigod who passed through the rift of the world to pay him a piece of soul...about one-tenth of the whole soul..."

"Oh! (This is impossible!)"

As soon as An Su finished speaking, the silver giant wolf stood up and let out an indifferent growl:

"Aoao Aoao! (My soul, my freedom, only belongs to me...even if I die here, I will never accept such a lowly threat!)"

"Uh"

Goldling's huge body turned into a silver streamer and disappeared into the valley. Obviously, it was unwilling to accept this harsh condition.

After Godrin left, the mother of the forest, Aisina hesitated for a moment. The elf-like demigod drew a symbol for "think" in the air, and then disappeared on the grass.

An Su's eyes fell on the last person. He stared at the entangled mother of Avian, Avena, and persuaded in a hoarse voice:

"How about you? Avina...Although you and I have a bad relationship, but for the sake of being a wild god, your illness...can't be delayed."

"I know! You don't need to talk!"

The grumpy Avina flapped her wings. Every time she flapped the wings, she could feel the numbness from the roots of the wings. It had witnessed the scene of Uzok’s being completely corroded. The scene made him think about it. Creepy, that was a nightmare it would never accept, but how much was it willing to pay to avoid that nightmare?

"Can it be less?"

Avena leaned over her head and asked weakly with a buzzing voice:

"One tenth, this is too much, even if it is the wild god, the soul missing one tenth, it will take hundreds of years, or even thousands of years to fully recover..."

"Look what you said."

An Su made a very anthropomorphic "belly laugh" movement with his wings. It said:

"I don’t want your soul, Aviana, I’m just going to give you a way instead of the wither, that’s all. If you have to bargain, I can help you contact the ruler of the shadow world, but... . Would you like to meet the **** with the power of death all over her body?"

"And as far as I am concerned, my friend Avina, you pay a tenth of the soul, which is painful, yes! But think about what you can get..."

An Su spread his wings:

"A life! And you long for 10,000 years...freedom! And it may not be appropriate for me to say this, but think about your believers, if you don't show up again, after my Rukma is resurrected, I estimate that in the belief of the Druid of the Raptor, I am afraid that there will be no place for you...you will be completely forgotten, my Avina, for the immortal wild god, forget... Doesn't it mean death?"

"Don't say it!"

Avina screamed, the reverberating sound wave plowed the terrible ravine around the ground, Ansu spread her wings, and stood in front of her. After a few seconds, the storm subsided and Avina had disappeared. , But on the stone in front of An Su, a piece of soul shimmering with the pale storm light was shining brightly.

Obviously, the mother of birds has made the final decision.

An Su smiled and covered the shard with his wings. He raised his head, and his black agate-like eyes looked at the shaded forest outside the grass, where there was a smaller body than Goldling, with a perfect body, and quiet A black panther like a sculpture is squatting there silently.

"Yeah, look who this is? The most mysterious and elegant demigod, Black Panther Ashaman..."

An Su spread his wings and asked in a cheerful voice:

"My Ashaman, as wise as you, is certainly not as stubborn as Goldling, nor as indecisive as Aisina, the power of nightmare cannibalizes the emerald dream more than all of us think, so , I’m curious, have you... made a decision?"

"Ao..."

The beautiful sculpture-like black leopard tilted his head and looked at An Su with his predator eyes. After a dozen seconds, Ashaman flicked his tail, and he made a low growl:

"Oh! (I will give you my soul, but Ansu... I have a request!)"

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