Chapter 851 50. A Long Talk with Death

The Thunder King's catacombs, like those of other mogu emperors, are filled with a large number of burials.

Those buried with them were the bravest and most loyal guards of the emperors during their lifetime. They regarded themselves as the great guardians of fate. They were re-transformed into rock creatures in the treasure house of the Mogu, and continued to defend themselves in the endless cycle of time. the emperor.

It is an extremely cruel and painful ceremony to retransform from a life of flesh and blood to a life of rock, but during the Mogu Empire period, being selected as a funeral burial was a matter of honor for the Mogu soldiers.

But even the strongest rock cannot escape being crushed when faced with death.

Thousands of awakened mogu warriors in the Thunder King's tomb only had less than 5 minutes to fight for the Dark Prophet and Princess Talanji, and Tyrion didn't seem to intend to simply kill the giant in front of him. On the contrary, he used a laissez-faire attitude, like playing a game with a child, allowing Princess Talanji in front of him to arrange the ceremony of summoning the Loa god.

But beside Princess Talanji, the Dark Prophet Zul remained calm except for the shock at the beginning. He didn't make any attacks at all, and even prevented other golden sword guards from joining the battlefield.

Seems like...he already knew what was going to happen next.

"Great Rezan, save your followers!"

Just like summoning the spirit of Rezan to destroy the pirate fleet on the endless sea, Princess Talanji spread her arms in the scent of the incense she carried with her, and in the midst of the smoke, a huge Devilsaur The spirit poked its head out from the channel of the soul.

However, before Rezan, the royal loa of the Golden Dynasty of Zandalar, the most powerful Devilsaur, could say a word, he saw Tyrion standing in the blue mist that withered everything. His icy blue eyes stared at Rezan, and he said softly:

"When I'm done with what I'm doing...I'll find you, Loa."

"Now, go back!"

As the most powerful loa, Rezan certainly wouldn't leave in such a disheveled manner, but when it roared and wanted to rush out of the soul channel and save its followers, the surging death force was like the sharpest The scissors easily cut off the spiritual connection between Talanji and Rezan.

Rezan's half-differentiated body suddenly dissipated at this moment, the loa god's unwilling roar resounded throughout the tomb, and Princess Talanji was also severely injured because of her soul, her nostrils and mouth gushed out with ice. With blood on her face, she was hugged tightly by a female sword guard. This proud and self-willed princess looked at Tyrion with eyes full of fear.

The Dark Prophet told her more than once that the world has undergone great changes, and the Loa, who had sheltered Zandalar for thousands of years, could no longer protect them. Now, Tyrion used a brutal method to prove that the dark What the Prophet said was absolutely true.

But the great lord was not ashamed of bullying the younger generation, and he didn't care about the fear in Princess Talanji's heart. As those mogu soldiers rushed into the fog of death one after another, as the rocks were completely withered, he set his sights on on the silent Dark Prophet Zul.

"I do not feel your fear, Zul."

The great lord stepped forward, and with the ringing of the sapphire bell, his voice also reached Zul's ears:

"Maybe you have prepared for it, or you predicted my appearance, then I am even more curious... Did you see your death?"

Facing Tyrion's inquiry, the Dark Prophet shook his head, and he replied in his low, somewhat muddy voice:

"I saw my own death more than once. I saw my death when I was a child, when I saw the future for the first time. I thought that was where I would end up, but it wasn't... Tay Your Excellency Ryan, after you appeared, the phantom of death I saw became blurred, you have affected too many fates, it seems...you have also affected my fate."

"As for our conversation now... yes, I saw all of this during my meditation last night."

The Prophet Zul moved his body and stood between Tyrion and Princess Talanji. The old troll laughed and said:

"So I won't waste your precious time, I know who you want to talk to..."

The next moment, Prophet Zul straightened his waist in a weird way, and the black pupils of his wise eyes expanded rapidly at this moment, like ink, infecting the entire pair of eyes in an instant. And during the change of breath, another consciousness appeared in front of Tyrion with Zul's body as the carrier.

Then it was that familiar yet strange tone that sounded.

"When Zul told me that he saw your image, I knew that you and I would always meet in this damn place... But what I want to say is, Tyrion, I have no malice towards you , As for what happened last time, it was just an accident..."

Bwonsamdi's greasy voice sounded in this ancient tomb, and facing his explanation, Tyrion didn't show too weird expression, the great lord just leaned on the staff of mist, looking calmly at the place hidden in front of him. Bwonsamdi, the god of death in the soul of Zul.

"I know, it was an accident, and Hela joined forces to try to steal my spoils and try to kill me."

Tyrion said softly:

"Of course I know that you and I are best friends, Bwonsamdi, but why have you been avoiding me since then? I sent someone to find you in Nazmir's Hades, and found that it was in ruins ;I sent you a letter by courier, but I haven't received a reply until now...Is this how you treat your friends? Bwonsamdi..."

"You are afraid of me, why?"

The voice of the great lord was very gentle, like a conversation between friends, and Bwonsamdi responded to the question with silence. After a while, under the weird gaze of those golden sword guards and Princess Talanji, the troll's god of death Let out a dry laugh.

"Hehe, what are you talking about? I'm not avoiding you. I'm just... busy. Yes, I've been busy recently."

"Oh, is it so?"

Tyrion seemed to accept this explanation. He took a step back, looked at Zul and Bwonsamdi in front of him, and pointed to the ground under his feet:

"Stand up then! Come face your old friend...not be like a mouse, hiding in a mortal soul."

Of course, it is impossible for Bwonsamdi to stand up. This cunning troll god of death can think of it with his butt. As long as he appears, Tyrion will definitely follow his soul markers and accurately locate in the three-piece dead world To his position, maybe the next moment, those terrifying gods of death who are ready to go in Tyrion's death world will appear where he is, and then there will not be a single brick left in his new Hades.

Maybe a few years ago, Tyrion was just a "little guy" who was bullied by Bwonsamdi, but now, the troll god of death has to admit that he can't afford Tyrion anymore. His greatest hope now, It's just to stay in his own dark palace, watch Tyrion and the crazy woman Hela fight to the death, and then give him enough time to develop wretchedly...

But now it seems that the great lord does not seem to be ready to give him this opportunity, but Bwonsamdi still inherits the bachelor style of the troll clan in his character, seeing that he can't get along, the troll god of death simply puts it aside. With a gesture of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, he looked at Tyrion calmly, and said:

"Okay, okay, I admit that what I did last time was not very authentic, but you have to understand that the soul of a great demon is very important, especially for me, Hela is a true guardian, although she Crazy, but there's nothing to worry about in her hellhole, but I'm different, Tyrion, if you know what's buried under the Zandalar Islands, you should understand my soul-robbing significance."

Bwonsamdi's voice also became serious:

"G'huun, the rebellious test product of Titan, is not willing to be sealed. Although it has been in that seal for tens of thousands of years, it always wants to break away, and the worst thing is, that seal has been broken. I have to take Get enough souls to repair the wounds of those titan guardians who are still awake, otherwise once Odir's seal is completely invalid...you know what will happen, right?"

"I know."

Tyrion replied blankly:

"G'huun, Blood God, another disgusting mess left by the Guardians of the Titans, a deformed monster that is more corrosive and contagious than other Old Gods, and it is because I know this that I tolerate you to the end Now...but you seem to feel confident, and even reached out to me again, what do you want Thor? Be honest! This is your last chance to confess!"

Bwonsamdi was keenly aware of the weirdness in Tyrion's words, but this gave him an opportunity, so the troll god of death vowed:

"For Odile! Why else? Tarok and Our Lady of Purity have been guarding the seal for tens of thousands of years. These two guys are very strong, but their long-term contact with G'huun has made their consciousness a little unclear. Yes, I feel that the future is not so good, so I need a new guardian, and an army that is extremely resistant to the power of the void, to prevent Tarok and the Virgin of Purity from going completely crazy, G'huun A terrible future out of the seal..."

"Speaking of which, don't you think that Thunder God and his Thunder Legion are very suitable? They are the creations of Rai, and they are the family members of the guardians. It is their innate mission to protect ancient evils like G'huun And responsibility! And the Zandalari trolls seem a bit unreliable..."

Having said that, Bwonsamdi manipulated Zul's body, turned his head and glanced at the Zandalari trolls behind him, the weird 180° turn of his head startled everyone, and these trolls Everyone knows that the will of Bwonsamdi, the god of death, is carried in Zul's body now. This guy's reputation among Zandalari trolls, to be honest, is not very good...

So being stared at by those completely black pupils made all the trolls shiver uncontrollably.

"The blood trolls of Nazmir, those cultists who crave G'huun have embarked on the dangerous operation of corrupting the loa. G'huun must have induced them to do so, but stupid Zandalari trolls They are still fighting among themselves at this time, and they can't see the danger at all...so I need a force that can easily wipe out the blood trolls of Nazmir."

"That's why I told Zul that prophecy!"

Bwonsamdi spread his hands very calmly, and he said to the great lord in front of him:

"I didn't know that Pandaria was your territory. If I knew in advance, I would have notified you first, and you have already stood with Elune. You villain has also started to learn from others to be a hero to protect this place. The world is gone, which means we are all together now... So, such a small mistake, you can tolerate it, right?"

To be honest, Bwonsamdi's nonsense was very reasonable, and it was rare to justify it, and Tyrion couldn't find a reason to object.

Of course, the reason why the high lord can tolerate this kind of nonsense is also very simple. On Bwonsamdi's territory, there is indeed a guy who is a headache for Tyrion, G'huun, who was taken by the reckless titan guardians. A monster made by hand.

It is not the Old God in essence, but a disgusting thing bred by the guardians in order to find out how to solve the troubles of the Old God. Perhaps those guardians themselves did not expect that this crazy experiment could be successful, but the problem is The reason is that the success of this experiment was a bit too much.

According to Elune, G'huun has been sealed in the Titan seal named "Udir". The strength is also weaker than the real ancient gods, but this guy is affected by the titan experiment, which makes it far more contagious and corrosive than other ancient gods.

The spirit of the world had warned Tyrion that once G'huun escaped from the seal, it might only take one year before it would spread its corrupted flesh and blood to the whole world, and the worst thing was that G'huun was not The real ancient god, its purpose of doing this is not to corrupt the world, but simply to destroy it.

And what is certain is that other ancient gods have discovered the existence of G'huun. Yogg-Saron, N'Zoth and even the dead C'Thun have all sent their subordinates to look for and try to destroy the existence of G'huun. G'huun's seal, and the Loa on Zandalar Island have different opinions, but they are all trying their best to maintain this seal.

The appearance of Bwonsamdi has something to do with Odir, and after the death of the trolls infected by G'huun, their souls will not return to the Hades, which is equivalent to G'huun robbing Bwonsamdi for their souls , so Bwonsamdi is the guy who cares most about protecting Odile in all Loari. Once Bwonsamdi puts down the pick, maybe that ancient evil will break out soon.

According to Tyrion's thinking, he might be the first to get rid of Bwonsamdi and take this dangerous thing into his own hands, but that's the problem. Hela, who is in trouble in the archipelago, is the most dangerous. The great lord must deal with Hela before turning back to deal with Bwonsamdi.

The troll god of death also knows this well, so although he didn't say it, he does have a "chip" in his hand to die with Tyrion.

"Is it really?"

The great lord looked at the eloquent troll Reaper in front of him, he didn't show anger or approval, he just looked at him calmly, and Tyrion nodded when Bwonsamdi's scalp was also a little numb .

"Okay, let me just believe what you're talking about."

"You can take Thor and his legions and his power... but he has something that doesn't belong to him, and I want it back!"

"Do you have an opinion?"