Among the five kingdoms of the Shadow Realm, Oribos is at the center.
Under normal circumstances, you need to depart from Oribos if you want to travel to the other four countries.
Of course, stowaways like Sarlayan are outside the norm.
Moonberry scanned the face authentication along the way and brought Sharlayan and others to the flight point leading to Maldraxxus.
Originally, Sarlayan wanted to take the opportunity to meet the artificial intelligence arbitrator to see if he could get some help out of the bug.
Unfortunately, the arbitrator has a lot to deal with and has endless official duties to deal with every day, so he has no time to receive a stowaway of unknown origin.
The voice of respect representing the will of the Arbitrator ignored Sharlayan's request and ordered other servants of the god to take them to the upper flying platform.
Just as Sarlayan said goodbye to his guide Moonberry and was about to flutter his wings and fly into the passage, a strange female voice suddenly called them from behind.
"Lady Moonberry, and those new faces, please wait a moment."
"Um?"
Yue Berry turned around in shock. She heard the voice of the person coming, but she didn't expect her to appear here.
"Your Excellency, the Eternal One, the Archon of the Fortress, the eldest daughter, Your Excellency Gristia."
A blue-skinned birdman with snow-white wings slowly landed on the flying platform, smiling and nodding to Yueberry.
"Long time no see, Xiaoyueberry, why haven't you visited me recently?"
"Hehe~"
Yueberry smiled and patted her little head: "Aren't you busy these past few years? I will definitely find you when I have time. Don't fail to welcome me then."
"Ha~"
Gristia shook her head with a smile and lightly poked Moonberry's face twice with her fingers.
"How can I not welcome you? Come as soon as possible. I will prepare the fruit wine you like."
Moonberry: "Yeah!"
Gristia: "Ahem~ Let's get down to business."
The eldest daughter, Gristia, has a rather old-fashioned personality. Once she enters work, she will put on a selfless look. She seems even more unhuman than the Winter Queen, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
Gristia, who had a serious face, looked at the four Sarlayan people with careful eyes.
Although she tried her best to restrain her aura as an Eternal, the huge gap in strength still made Sharlayan and others feel like a thorn in their backs.
Sharlayan: "You call this a noob? How did that little mortal king named Anduin hurt her?"
[…God knows, maybe it’s a plot kill? Anyway, it's not the first time that Glass Slag has done this kind of thing where his combat power and character have collapsed. 】
The five major kingdoms of the Shadow Realm each perform their own duties. As a transit station, Oribos rarely sees people from other countries. Only Green, who has been promoted to the fortress, often travels here in order to attract the souls lingering in various worlds.
In order not to cause a ruckus, Gristia changed her appearance, shrinking down to the size of an average Kyryon.
If someone familiar with the situation had not carefully identified her at close range, it would have been impossible to tell that she was the leader of the promotion fortress.
When facing the four people from Sarlayan, Gristia lost the easy-going attitude she had when she was joking with Moonberry before. She said to them in a business-like manner: "I have heard from the Queen of Winter that you are her trusted foreign aid?"
"With all due respect, for your safety, I need a final reminder and confirmation."
Gristia said sternly, "Maldraxxus is the country with the highest frequency of fighting in the Shadow Realm. If you disagree, you may start a fight with the locals. You are really confident that you can complete the search in the warlike Maldraxxus." 'His' difficult task?"
Sarlayan shrugged against the pressure that Gristia unconsciously released: "Without actual understanding of the local area, I dare not give you a promise while patting my chest."
"We have already made all the preparations that need to be done. At least we can ensure that we will not die easily in Maldraxxus."
"Well..." Gristia put her chin on her hand and said thoughtfully: "Just in case, the Queen of Winter should have left her mark on all of you, so I won't interfere."
"But...then, accept this."
Gristia threw a snow-white feather.
The light feathers did not fly around, but quickly approached Sarlayan like a hidden weapon.
"Snapped!"
Sarlayan, who had excellent dynamic vision, raised his hand and grabbed the feather. The impact of the feather made his body lean back slightly.
"oh?"
Gristia, who intended to test, was slightly surprised: "Although you have not surpassed the limits of mortals, your body is very strong, and all qualities are above ordinary mortals... I see."
Gryon's duty is to bring in the dead from all worlds in the universe. The senior Gryon is well-informed.
As the culmination of all Kyrians, Gristia has passively obtained a large amount of information from various worlds of the living.
Creatures like dragons are not unique to Azeroth. After a little exploration, Gristia understood the origin of Sarlayan's strong physique.
"Just think I'm nosy."
After shaking her head noncommittally, Gristia pointed to the feather in Sarlayan's hand.
"When you encounter danger, you can use the power of life to activate that feather, and my power projection will help you get through the difficulty, just this once."
"With that said, I wish you a smooth trip."
Gristia had finished talking. She nodded to Moonberry with a smile, then flapped her wings and made a large circle in the air. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the space passage leading to the Ascension Fortress.
Sarlayan observed the feather in his hand thoughtfully. It did contain extremely powerful power. At least Sarlayan couldn't take it, and Onyxia didn't have much confidence.
"Is there only one help? Let us accept it with gratitude."
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the direct personnel of the Winter Queen and Gristia could not be used. They could only hope that Sarlayan and his party, who were not under the surveillance of the warden and Denathrius, could successfully achieve their goals.
Although they couldn't do it themselves, the two Eternals gave some help.
The runes engraved on the bodies of the four people by the Winter Queen can allow them to resurrect with full health when they are on the verge of death.
Obviously, Gristia deliberately stayed in Oribos in order to send this blessing so that Sarlayan and others' missions would have a higher chance of success.
"I always feel... being looked down upon by others."
Sharlayan himself also knew that the dangers in Maldraxxus were not comparable to any areas he had ventured to before, but he was not timid because of his rich travel experience, nor did he rely on past experiences to become complacent. Very peaceful.
The Winter Queen and Gristia seemed to be worried that they would not be able to complete the task, so they tried their best to provide them with the help they could.
Although the two Eternals had good intentions, Sarlayan was still a little unhappy.
"The almighty Eternal One, are mortals so untrustworthy? I'm going to finish it and show it to you."
Onyxia still looks lazy on the surface, but her eyes also reveal her displeasure. No one likes to feel looked down upon.
"Let's go. Instead of arguing with them verbally, we should use practical actions to prove our ability."
Valeera and Stellagosa also nodded solemnly, and the high-spirited Sarlayan immediately flapped his wings and flew up.
"Let's go~ Let me see what kind of dragon and tiger's den Maldraxxus is."
…
After traveling through the space passage to Maldraxxus, the originally bright light immediately dimmed, and the sky turned a strange gray-yellow color.
Sarlayan temporarily hovered over Maldraxxus, overlooking the terrain of this country from a high altitude.
The map provided by the Winter Queen is correct. Maldraxxus is a complete rectangular continent. The five secret chambers are scattered in the five corners of Maldraxxus, with the Theater of Death in the center as the base point.
If you include the seat of the Lord of War directly south of the Theater of Death, this important place in the country forms a complete hexagram.
Sarlayan is now suspended directly above the Theater of Death. The roads below extend in all directions. It is very convenient to go to any secret courtyard from here.
...That's the theory.
"Boom!"
An undead floating city floating in mid-air threw a green unknown substance towards Sarlayan's location without any warning.
"Fuck!"
Not knowing what the opponent was throwing as ammunition, Sarlayan instinctively sensed the danger and immediately began to dive at high speed to lower the altitude.
The unknown substance that exploded in mid-air radiated a large amount of green dust to the nearby area, and you knew it wasn't something good at first sight.
Since the evil energy used by demons is green, Sarlayan has an instinctive aversion to this color, and of course he will not look good on people who project themselves with green substances.
Onyxia looked thoughtfully at the floating city in the distance where "ammunition" was being filled: "Indiscriminate attack? Or is it deliberately targeting us?"
Valeela shook her head and persuaded: "Don't worry about so much for now. We are not familiar with the place. Let's find a place to hide first and avoid the limelight before we make long-term plans."
Stellagosa also agreed and said: "For the Maldraxxians who have an air force and are used to looking up, objects flying in the air will be particularly dazzling. We should land and advance by land. This way It should avoid some trouble.”
The mood is still a bit like Sarlayan's complaint: "But it may also cause more trouble."
