Just like Orfa said, the physical rules of the Blighted Realm are completely different from those of Azeroth.
Since he was in a forest before entering the Blighted Realm, Sarlayan subconsciously thought that there was still a forest around him.
But the facts were quite different from what he imagined.
As the sound of the trumpet approached quickly, the dark wind caused by the charge of a huge object temporarily blew away the thick fog around Sarlayan.
Only then did he realize that he was standing on the edge of a beach, circling back and forth. A wooden warship with a green oil lamp hanging on its bow was charging rapidly in his direction from the dark sea.
"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"
The moment he saw the warship, Sarlayan's body moved instinctively, and he jumped out to the side with a heroic leap, narrowly avoiding a head-on collision with the warship.
"Hahahaha! In the name of Hela, the robbery begins!"
Unbridled laughter came from the warship that ran aground on the coast. Dozens of "giants" with grass-green skin screamed and jumped off the ship, staring at the only living person present with greedy and cruel eyes. Sarlayan.
Sarlayan's eyes narrowed and he immediately turned on the Eagle Eye technique to observe the Hulk's data.
Hylajar Warrior
Race: Vrykul (soul)
Level: 5-8 (elite template)
"What the hell..."
These Helagar warriors can be seen as mass-produced soldiers at first glance, but each of them possesses elite-level strength.
From high elves, forest trolls, orcs, humans to Zandalar trolls, Sarlayan has seen many soldiers of mortal races.
Depending on the level of training of the soldiers, most of their levels hover between level 15 and level 5. New recruits usually do not exceed level 0, and those around level 5 are elites in the army.
In terms of panel data alone, these Vrykul named Hylagar are of a higher level than Sarlayan. You need to be extra careful when fighting one of them alone. Dozens of them go up together...
Although Sarlayan is reckless and eager for battle at all times, he is not stupid and will not blindly charge into a battlefield with no hope of victory.
After confirming the strength of these Hulks who were over 5 meters tall, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
At the same time, a large number of Drust souls began to pour out from all over the Blighted Realm, which had been very quiet before.
The strength of these souls is relatively normal and does not exceed Sharlayan's general understanding of mortal soldiers.
'The shy turtle finally came out. '
"Get away!"
With an anxious look on his face, Sarlayan waved the Demon Slayer sword in his hand and charged headfirst into the military formation just set up by the Drust people.
Compared with those Helagar who are chasing after them with strange screams, the Drust are obviously much easier to deal with.
Having not experienced combat for more than 0,000 years, Drust in his soul form was obviously a little unfamiliar with his formation movements.
Sarlayan rushed in before the formation was formed, wielding his sword with his strange strength, repelling the Drust who dared to block the way, and forced a passage.
"Get out of the way! Let me come!"
A loud roar came from the rear of the Drust people, and a strong man with gray skin and four-pronged antlers on his head stepped out of the crowd, blocking Sarlayan's path forward.
"Just in time!"
Sarlayan has long noticed this Drust who is obviously taller than other compatriots.
Character: Gorak Tour
Race: Drust (soul)
Status: Incorporeal, weak soul
Combat Position: Level 44 Reaper (Elite Template)
talent:? ? ?
Skill:? ? ?
'Level 44 weak state, okay. '
From the perspective of panel level, there is a big gap between Sarlayan and Gorak Tur.
But considering that one is a panel fraud monster and the other is in a weak state of soul, the strength gap between the two parties is not so large that it makes people desperate.
"Drink! Charge!"
While shouting a battle cry to increase his attack power, Sharlayan charged at Gorak Tur.
Although he was not in the best condition, Gorak Tur was a racial leader who had experienced hundreds of battles, and he was ready to dodge when Sharlayan slumped his shoulders and assumed a charging posture.
Sidestepping to avoid Sarlayan's charge, Gorak's right hand showed a gray-black halo.
A dim lightning struck Sarlayan from behind. Feeling the threat from behind, Sarlayan did not look back and rolled forward. The black lightning rubbed the leather armor on his back and disappeared into the mist in the distance.
Taking the opportunity to widen the distance between him and Gorak Tur, Sarlayan adjusted his posture and stood up, then continued to rush forward, and soon hid in the thick mist.
"Chase!"
Gorak Tuor waved his hand and asked Drust under his command to follow Helagar into the thick fog to search.
"Hehe~"
The gloomy laughter not far away made Gorak Tuer's eyes change slightly, but he still looked at the other party calmly.
"Golak Tuor, I hope you still remember the agreement you made with the goddess of the underworld."
Gorak Tuor responded calmly: "Of course I remember that as long as Hela allows me and my men to return to Azeroth, Zloth, the Blighted Realm, will belong to her."
"very good."
Habulon, the captain of the Nagfar, sneered: "You can't take down a mere mortal, Gorak, you have become weak."
In his heyday, Gorak Tul was an undisputed legendary powerhouse, and his battle with Arom Waycrest is still recorded in the history books of Kul Tiras.
The result of this battle is that both sides suffer losses.
Gorak Tull's body died, and his weak soul hid in the Blight Realm to linger.
Arom Waycrest was also seriously injured in this decisive battle and died young a few years after the war.
Also possessing the power of death, Gorak Tul had contact with Hela, the Vrykul's god of death, when he gained control of the Blighted Realm.
Gorak Tuor is self-aware. In his heyday, he was no match for Hela, the God of Death. He was a strong man who had transcended the limits of mortals and entered the divine realm. Not many people in Azeroth could guarantee that he could defeat Hela. pull.
The self-proclaimed God of Death, Hela, has always coveted the Blighted Realm. If she can annex this small plane, her strength will be enhanced again.
Although he didn’t know why Hela didn’t take it by force, Gorak Toul had basically figured out the other party’s bottom line through years of contact.
Living life is more important than anything else. As long as Hela can help him return to the material world, it is not difficult to accept the sacrifice of the realm of decay.
Hela never appeared in person to talk to him face to face, and always sent this Habron to negotiate.
Hela's neglect made Gorak Tur very dissatisfied, and the repeated delays in the transaction made him more and more anxious. He began to doubt whether Hela was really sincere.
From Habron's point of view, it's not that Hela doesn't want to make this deal, it's just that she simply can't.
To complete the deal, Hela must personally resurrect Gorak and his men.
But here's the problem. In order to suppress a certain powerful existence with her partners, Hela simply cannot leave the Abyss of Hell.
Habron repeatedly persuaded Gorak Tur to take all his men and take the Nagfar to go with him to the Abyss of Hades to meet Hela.
But Gorak Tuor was not a fool. When he arrived at the opponent's territory, with an obvious strength gap between the two sides, it was Hela who had the final say on how to round it out and flatten it out.
Gorak Tull's worry was not wrong, Hela did have the idea of having sex for free.
A mere mortal dares to negotiate terms with the "great" God of Death, which is completely unacceptable to Hela, who has a twisted mind.
But the equally cunning Gorak Tour was not fooled, and the transaction between the two parties became awkward and lasted for more than 1,000 years.
When Gorak Tuor monitored Orfa's appearance in the Crimson Forest in the Blighted Realm, and a series of unusual movements that followed, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
Orfa, who had been delaying for countless years, might really kill him.
In Gorak Tuor's current weak state, even if he faces the old Orfa, he may not have a chance of winning, and there is a high probability that they will both perish.
Gao Laike, who cherished his life, did not dare to gamble. He still had great ambitions to complete.
Just at this time, Habulon came to lobby again. On the grounds of testing his sincerity, Gorak Toor asked the Nagfar to help him defeat the enemies who invaded the Blighted Realm.
He made a promise that as long as Habron helped Drust get through this difficulty, he was willing to take the Nagfar to the Abyss of Hades to complete the deal.
As for whether the promise will be fulfilled afterwards, that is another matter.
"Where did that guy go?"
"Look for it quickly! No one can afford to delay Hela's important event!"
Sarlayan, who turned into a lynx and entered the stealth state, actually didn't go far. He hid in the dense fog nearby, staying at the extreme distance where he could hear the conversation between Gorak Tur and Habron.
"The transaction that has been delayed for thousands of years, the fragile interest relationship, maybe... can be exploited?" (To be continued)
