After entering the swamp, Sarlayan and Valeera had to be more vigilant.
It's not that the quilboar's perception ability is outstanding, but... there are too many of them, and almost every step forward requires carefully brushing the edge of a certain quilboar's body in passing.
[Is this Razor Swamp? Why weren’t there so many pigs when we first came in to play the dungeon? 】
[Nonsense, how can it be possible to fill up all the dungeons in the game? That is a compromise made for the sake of gameplay. 】
[I have an inexplicable illusion that I have entered the Azeroth version of India... Could it be that the prototype of the quilboar is the third brother? 】
【Bullshit! The person based on the third brother is obviously a Draini. Is their dance not sexy enough? 】
[It’s so cold, I’m playing in the mud in the Northeast. 】
【Grass! 】
Thalayan was so preoccupied that he had no time to pay attention to the barrage of jokes. As he went deeper into the Razorfen, he gradually discovered a pattern.
The further outside, the greater the population density of the wild boars. The high traffic flow at the entrance quickly improved in the middle of the swamp.
The wild boar people living here look stronger than the compatriots at the entrance. This shows that there should be clear class divisions in the wild boar society.
【Brahman? He also said he was not the third brother. 】
[Nonsense, the Brahmin has not arrived yet. 】
[If I insist on using the analogy of Third Brother, the people living at the door should be Sudras and Vaishyas who are at the lower end of the four castes. These strong wild boars can be regarded as second-level Kshatriyas at best. According to Kal The Brahmin priests headed by Jia Sili were still in the innermost place. 】
After reaching the middle section of the swamp where there were relatively few people, Sarlayan and Valeera stopped to rest. The crowded stretch before had made them very tired.
Sarlayan: "I finally understand. The class system of the wild boars is also a typical pyramid. The higher you go, the fewer people there are."
Valeela agreed in the soul link channel: "The next infiltration should be less difficult. I don't know where Agamaggan's soul will be imprisoned."
Sharlayan: "It should be under the personal care of Calgar Thornrib. I don't know how Calgar Thornrib, a mortal, can imprison the soul of a demigod."
This question has been bothering Sharlayan since he decided to rescue Agamaggan.
As a member of mortals, Sarlayan did not want to say that mortals had no chance of defeating demigods, but there were indeed essential differences between the two life forms.
Even if he only has a soul, Agamaggan is still a true demigod of the wilderness. Although the quilboar people are numerous, Sarlayan has never heard of any genius among them.
Therefore, Sarlayan boldly suspected that there was another force behind the wild boar people secretly operating.
According to the intelligence previously investigated by the thieves of the Backlight Blade and the information provided by the barrage, Calgar Thornrib has deep cooperation with the Deathrattle clan, which has always been spurned by most quilboars.
The Deathrattle clan is a necromancer who plays with necromancy. Considering that the Warden and Denathrius have always coveted Azeroth, Sharlayan can't help but think deeply.
Anyone who is a little smart knows that eggs cannot be put in one basket. Are the Scourge really the only pawns of Denathrius and the Warden in Azeroth?
Sarlayan is not sure. He has long been accustomed to preparing for the worst first, so that he will not be in a hurry if he encounters an unexpected situation.
As they continued to dive deeper into the swamp, Sarlayan and Valeela saw more depraved and blasphemous scenes.
Calgar Thornrib captured many descendants of the wild boar demigod Agamaggan, a group of giant wild boars with a certain spirituality and the ability to speak human words.
When Sarlayan and Valeela saw these wild boars, their bodies had long been corrupted by some unknown evil magic, and their pits looked very oozing.
Sarlayan suppressed his nausea and hid in the dark to carefully observe the corrupted wild boars.
"It seems that Calgar Thornrib's research has indeed achieved certain results."
"Look at these poor wild boars. They have completely lost control of their bodies. Their souls may have left their bodies long ago. What controls their activities is some unknown magic of the wild boar people."
The deeper they went, the stronger the rotten smell permeated the swamp. Valeera's face looked very ugly, but she still endured the discomfort and walked on the foul-smelling mud roads.
"Salayan, where do you think these sentient boar souls went?"
Sarlayan's expression changed slightly: "You mean?"
"Well." Valeera frowned and said, "If your previous guess is correct, then I have reason to suspect that the souls of these Agamagam scrolls have been sent to the Shadow Realm to extract energy."
Due to Sarlayan's troubles in the Shadow Realm, the eldest daughter Gristia and the Winter Queen were both more wary of Denathrius.
Coupled with the civil war that is now in full swing in Revendreth, it is impossible for Denathrius, who has no skills at all, to unscrupulously deliver anima to the Maw.
Since the original old road is dead, Denathius and the Warden will definitely not sit still and wait for death. They will definitely find ways to develop other ways to obtain anima.
Sarlayan shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts for the time being: "My guess has not yet been determined. Don't speculate along this line of thinking. It might be a dead end that wastes energy and time."
"Anyway, let's first investigate what the wild boar's method of imprisoning Agamaggan's soul is and where it comes from."
"Keep going, we should be not far from the center of the swamp."
Bypassing those giant wild boars with empty eyes, Sarlayan and Valeela continued to go deeper.
Once here, the density of the wild boars has been greatly reduced, and it often takes a few minutes to see some wild boar spellcasters who are experimenting with various spells.
In barrage terms, these priest-class wild boars are the so-called Brahmin nobles. Each spellcaster is served by at least a dozen respectful low-level wild boars.
These priest-level quilboars know much more information than the low-level quilboars outside.
Although the quilboar's Kalimdor language had an unpleasantly thick accent, Sharlayan and Valeela patiently eavesdropped on the conversations between the quilboar priests who were still talking.
"How is the progress of Lord Calgar's experiments?"
"Harm~ no progress."
"Maybe it's because the difference in soul power is too big. Even after using the spell taught by the master, the mistress still can't control Agamaggan's soul, and can only restrain him reluctantly to prevent him from leaving."
The first priest to speak hesitated and asked in a low voice: "Do we really need to do this? Why can't we wait until Lord Agamaggan is resurrected normally?"
"This blasphemous approach... to be honest, I don't quite accept it."
"Shh! Don't die!"
The second priest hurriedly lowered his voice to signal the other party to shut up: "You are definitely not the only one who has objections to the mistress's actions. Guess where those who objected the most have gone?"
"Hey... I just can't bear to complain in private. I don't have the guts to stand up and offer my opinions. Don't worry."
The second priest shook his head helplessly: "Why don't I like these evil blasphemous spells?"
"If we follow the normal process, it will take at least several hundred years for Lord Agamaggan to be resurrected."
"You also know how our population is doing now. As the population increases, resources are consumed faster and faster, and the development of the population is severely restricted."
"Less than 20% of the cubs born this year will have enough food to survive."
"There are very few resources in the Barrens. If we want to gain more territory and more food, we are destined to conflict with our neighbors."
"Don't you want to live in that fertile Mogore grassland? The damn tauren took over that high-quality grassland before us."
"You also know that the individual combat effectiveness of our wild boar people is far greater than that of the stronger tauren. In order to defeat the tauren and seize more resources, we must rely on the power of Lord Agamaggan. Lord Calgar also had no choice but to do so. Come up with this plan."
'That lord? A last resort? '
Sarlayan, who was eavesdropping secretly, narrowed his eyes slightly: "What a standard scapegoating technique, but you can kill the demigod you believe in as a last resort?" The Amani trolls who sacrifice Loa at every turn should give you a thumbs up. '
Just as Sarlayan had speculated before, there are indeed other forces involved behind the wild boar people, but it is not yet known who the other party is.
Just as the two quilboar priests said themselves, the individual strength of the quilboar is far inferior to those of the powerful races in Azeroth who have their own strengths.
In order for the ethnic group to survive better, it is common for them to expand their territory and seize resources, but this is by no means the main reason for their involvement in Agamag. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind this matter.
'Could it be...that it was really another preparation by the warden and Denathrius? '
