Azeroth Shadow Trail

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

   (even Jiagen is the shape that loves you~)

   "Ow"

   With a tragic cry, the huge and twisted body of the Corruptor Cyric smashed heavily outside his deep underground cave lair.

   It has lost its ugly, corrupted and desolate stance.

  The moonlight full of purifying power is like a fiery cremation, burning all the fur on Sirik's body, just like charred charcoal can even peel off the burning powder when it falls.

The unpleasant smoke rises, and the giant beast will blow out black smoke when it opens its mouth and breathes hard, which means that the thunderous dragon Xiaoxing's bombardment has blasted Xiric into the "outer coke and inner tenderness". in the level.

   Almost all of its internal organs were scorched, and the blood in the whole body seemed to boil.

   But that wasn't a bad thing for Sirik, the clear pain returned to the Night Lord's numb perception, a sign that G'huun's corrosive power was fading from him.

   And the scattered will that had been chaotic and fell into the illusion, also returned to the soul of this dying beast along with the pain.

One of its eyes was completely dried out by Blake's execution in revenge, and only the cloudy left eye was left to see. Now that the bell of death has sounded, it is struggling in the burning moonlight as it is dying. Active head.

   It saw Garni, the trash guy that he had never looked down upon, was walking towards it with a proud blue dragon on his back. In the eyes of old Garni, it saw sadness and pity.

  Sorrow is for this land that should have been protected by itself but poisoned by it.

   And pity is for oneself.

  In the long life of the Night Lord, he probably seldom considered death. After all, as a powerful Loa, he would not face the parting of life and death inexplicably like those weak ones.

   It probably never thought that he would leave this world in such a miserable state.

   "Gani."

   Hiric called out with difficulty:

   "Burned me. Burned me! After I died. Destroyed my lair. Can't stay. A drop of blood G'huun. It's awakening I'm just. the first.

   run

  This land

  There is no hope.”

   "That's what I'm here for, Hiric, proud Night Lord."

  Old Gani, who has always been a hippie and smiling face, also felt the sadness of the death of a rabbit and a fox when he saw Xiric's weak posture. He swung his slender tail and said in a low voice:

   "I will throw all your ashes in Bwonsamdi's Hades, I will seal it off, and I will not let anyone approach you until the infection is gone.

   I will tell your followers.

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

   "No need."

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

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

   This tragic answer brought old Gani to tears.

   It's not that Old Gani suddenly became very emotional, but that Hiric's parting words revealed the endless bitterness of being a Loa god.

The gods of Loa look at the scenery in all directions, but once abandoned by the believers, they will fall into a forgotten tragedy in an instant. If a powerful Loa like Sirik loses their shrine and faith after death, it will be difficult for them to survive for a long time. Resurrected in time.

   They can only roam forever in the land of the land of the dead and become a lonely ghost who can't even return home.

  No way, Loa's troll followers are too "realistic".

   From this point of view, the treatment of the demigods of the wilderness that the Kaldorei elves believe in is simply unbelievable. The demigods can still live in the Emerald Dream after their dead souls, without having to go to the kingdom of the dead.

   That is the real "eternal life".

   is a free destiny without having to pin your hopes on other people.

  The Loa were about to cry.

   "Can't you help it?"

  Gani looked back at the pirate Blake who was calling for the moonlight to purify the blood-stained blade in his hand. The latter immediately turned around in surprise when he heard the request of old Gani:

"Why help it? Is it good for you? Old Gani, or are you being kind? No, is your kindness so cheap? It's not like a selfish Loa would do it. decide."

"I just"

Old Gani also realized that his request was a bit excessive and a little nonsensical. He made a discouraged expression and took a few steps back in the blazing moonlight, intending to wait for Xiric to take his last breath and fulfill his last wish. .

   But Blake, who was still cold just now, picked up his pipe and walked slowly in the moonlight to the painful Loa who closed his eyes and waited to die.

   The character card in front of him also floated the status information of Xiric at this time:

   Name: Midnight Lord/God of the Night/Sky Lord Siric

   Race: Vampire Bat Beast/Corrosive Aberration

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

  Legendary Occupation: Level 12 Behemoth Lord·Leader/Level 12 Blood God Contaminated Body·Leader

  Mythical Occupation: Level 3 Loa God [Pollution]

   Status: Strain Corruption, Flesh Distortion, Divine Fall, Corruption Growth, Corruption Source

   Endless Hunt · Status Description:

  Cirik has become the carrier of the blood **** G'huun's supreme corruption, corruption, and degenerate power. Every drop of its blood and every piece of flesh has become G'huun's parasitic host outside the seal.

   At present, the corrupted parasitic state has reached the upper limit that Loa's body can carry.

   This means that even after his death, Cyric's corrupted flesh can still be manipulated by G'huun to spread planetary corruption.

   The power of Luna is not enough to completely purify this level of corruption, and an older and more effective method must be used.

   Let the flames purify everything.

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

   But in the corrupted condition of Hiric, his life force has been distorted and corrupted, which means that Hiric can't even go to the blazing blue fairyland.

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

  Black told the news to old Ghani, adding to the sadness in the eyes of the trashman god, but Maiev noticed the strange light beating in the eyes of the pirates.

The warden    put away the Luna lantern and handed it to Blake. He glanced at Sirik who was waiting to die, and she asked in a low voice:

   "You actually have a way to save it?"

   "Save? You guys put it lightly, they've all been corrupted to the soul level by G'huun, what can I do to save it?"

  Black scoffed at this claim.

   But the next second, he changed his words and said:

   "Salvation is definitely not possible, even the last natural paradise has closed its doors to this poor corroded one, and no more hope can be given to it.

   But let’s think about it from a different point of view, if what Hiric pursues is not Loa’s resurrection or illusory immortality, but a sincere ‘redemption’.

  Then there may be a turning point in this matter. "

  The pirate gave a weird smile in the dim moonlight, which startled Xiaoxingxing and Fina, then he turned his face and said to old Gani:

"Cough, old Gani, why don't you take my friend and sister around for a walk? Don't go to Siric's lair, that place must be destroyed, and any breath left behind will be buried. Under the curse.

   But I remember that there is a village left by troll followers who worship Cyric, so go pick up some trash. "

   "I'm not in the mood to pick up trash now. How can you be so cold-blooded? I just saw my compatriots die. At least give me some time to mourn."

  Old Gani complained, and then it saw Blake's eyebrows and winks at it.

   This stunned the **** of trashman for a moment, and then he realized that the pirates needed to create an environment to be alone with Sirik, which made old Gani's heart warm.

  Is it

  Can he save the bat that was doomed to perish?

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

  The God of Trash Guy immediately raised his head and flatteredly said to Little Xingxing and Fenna:

   "That's my favorite garbage dump. If you are lucky, you can pick up the little raptors that are about to hatch. I tell you, those little raptors are the cutest.

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

   The two of you like to laugh so much, you must be lucky.

   Anyway, come with me.

  I can let you two ride me. "

   Under the temptation of Old Garni, 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. The two of them rode Old Garni and quickly disappeared into the dark jungle.

   The most dangerous twisted deformity in this jungle, Cyric, is already dying. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to find the blood trolls to die, it's safe here now.

   "You too find a place to rest."

  The pirate watched Old Gani and the two girls leave with his pipe in his mouth. He turned around and said to Maiev:

   "I will take the initiative to find you, don't run around and don't approach Uldir before I find you."

   "What are you going to do?"

   Maiev asked, and got a blank look from Blake, he exhaled a smoke ring, and said:

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

   This sentence reminded the warden of what Blake had said to her in the Akunda Temple. She pursed her lips, and finally did not ask any more questions, but turned and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

   When the last ray of moonlight dimmed, Blake walked up to Sirik, who was "really lying and equal to death". He looked at the closed eyes of the big bat in front of him and the terrifying blood hole that he poked out.

  The pirate flicked the soot and whispered:

   "Want to live? Hiric, I mean, go to the world of the dead as a soul and live as a sadly tried prisoner.

   You have to endure the accusers’ judgment and guidance for your past sins over and over again every day, and every day you have to pay your precious heart energy as the price of atonement.

  I assure you, that is definitely the most painful way of living you can think of.

   but the least.

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

  I think that as long as you live there is hope, especially for Loa, who has enjoyed glory like you, are you really willing to accept the sad ending that everyone has forgotten? "

  Blake was holding his pipe and stroking the seal of the King of Pain that was spinning on his fingers. In the floating wisps of blood-colored light, he said to Sirik:

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

  I cannot promise you that you will leave the world of the dead in the future and return to Azeroth like those lucky loa. But I can promise that as long as there is a chance, I will do my best to help you return to the material world.

   That's a good deal, right? "

"you"

   The dying Xiric slightly opened his eyes and looked at Blake with a pipe in front of him. He said in pain:

   "No one can hide the evil on your face. You have not concealed your use of me. You are like a piece of garbage that has been discarded. Before it is thrown away, you have to drain my last value.

   Hehe, it's not without reason that you and old Gani have such a good relationship.

but I

   There is no other choice.

  I don't want to die! "

  The big bat struggled with its last 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'm the night lord! The night god. I."

   "Save your energy and stop howling."

  The pirate kicked Hiric's wound with a vicious voice, and he said in a deep voice:

   "You just have to tell me if you're willing to accept this deal! The last hope you can get, you poor, desperate bastard, only I can give you."

   "What do you want me to do?"

  Cirric spat out a mouthful of tainted blood and asked weakly.

  The pirate looked up at the moon and said in a low voice:

   "I need you to do nothing, obey my instructions honestly and go to the kingdom dominated by sin, and honestly atone for your sins.

  I just need to do an experiment with you. If the Queen of Winter can send evil spirits into the material world, then other Eternals can certainly do it.

  I just want to use your journey after death to see if the love the Great gave me was enough to help me open that door, and whether he valued me enough for him to challenge the rules of life and death for me. "

   "Do nothing?"

   Hiric made a puzzled voice.

   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 coke-like 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 about something.

Relax"

   Like a priest who was about to confess at the moment, he said to the Bat Loa in front of him:

   "Come, then, express your determination to long for atonement, confess your sins to me, and you have plenty of time to say those before you die.

  Be sincere.

   Only with enough sincerity can your redemptive intentions be conveyed to Ravendes across the world! "

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

   "Speak, sinful soul, I'm listening."

—

   After ten minutes, the flames soaring into the sky completely lit up the dark jungle of Nazmir.

   The elemental flames that are called are not as pure and purified as the fire of Sulfuras, but for Sirik, who actively seeks death, such flames are enough to burn his corrupt body.

   First purified by moonlight, and then burned by elemental flames. Under the double guarantee, the corrosion brought by Cyric has finally come to an end.

On a hill not far from here, Maiev, who was wearing a watchman's armor and holding a battle helmet in his hand, stared at the rising flame. Tonight's purification made the warden who has been at a loss recently. I feel that I have regained my sense of mission as the **** of the moon.

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

   "What are you looking at?"

  Black'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 duty."

   "Well, it's a very good ideal, keep sticking to it."

  The pirate laughed, full of sarcasm.

   But he is such a nasty guy, Maiev didn't care, until the next second, her hand was pulled by Black.

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

   In the shadow of the distant flames, he said to Maiev:

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

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

   Maiev frowned and said:

   "I took it and couldn't use it, it has been bound to your soul."

   "Because it is bound to my soul, even if I don't wear it, I can communicate with the emperor, so that anima-driven magic items do not have to be in my hands to function.

   As for the increase in combat power it brought me, I no longer need it. "

  Black took Maiev's left hand 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, and be brave.

  You have to remember that I will find you.

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

   No matter how much time it takes.

   No matter what the price is. "

   The whispers in the dark night were full of affection, and the heart of the warden was trembling. The man in front of her seemed to completely coincide with the man in her memory.

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

   she whispered:

   "In accordance with your human custom, wear such a ring. Is this a marriage proposal?"

"Do not."

  Black hugged Maiev in his arms and buried the other's head on his shoulder. He looked at the dark night against the firelight in front of him, and in the **** wind of Nazmir, he whispered:

   "The act of proposing represents the beginning of a good and happy life, but that's not ours. I know I'd look like a scumbag in this situation to say something like that, but

  You, Sefir and Xalatas, our happiness is in the future.

   We still need to move on until we complete the mission that each of us was born with, and I can feel that I am getting closer and closer to accomplishing it. "

   (end of this chapter)