The Shadow Realm faces the entire physical universe. After death, all living beings in the universe will be sent to the Kingdom of the Dead by Grien, who is responsible for guiding them. The arbiter will assign them to the pure land of bliss that best suits them.
The firebird demigod Rukhmar, who was born in the wilds of Draenor, was bound to be assigned to Ardenweald.
Demigods of the Azeroth wilderness who have signed a cooperation agreement with Ardenweald will receive the highest resource allocation priority.
Under normal circumstances, their cultivation time in the spiritual species will not be too long. They can usually repair their souls and return to the Emerald Dream within a hundred years after death to await resurrection.
This is a privilege given by the Azeroth Star Soul to its children, and the sons of Draenor who do not have the protection of the World Soul are not so lucky.
Rukhma died tens of thousands of years ago, and her soul was taken to the Shadow Realm as a matter of course. However, she has always used spiritual seeds to slowly and naturally absorb heart energy to repair soul wounds.
When Bwonsamdi found Rukhma under the guidance of the spiritual guardian who led the way, the firebird demigod still maintained his spiritual state.
"Hmm... not bad."
The spiritual seed caretaker checked Rukhma's spiritual seed status and said to Bwonsamdi: "There is only the last bit of anima left. With the special approval of Her Majesty the Queen, we can transfer a small amount of anima to help her save the last bit of anima. A thousand years of cultivation time.”
As a Loa, Bwonsamdi is also an immortal species, and a thousand years is nothing to him. He nodded calmly to express his gratitude to this Sylvain.
"Brother Orka, thank you very much. Please take action. Sarlayan is still waiting for news from me."
"OK, just a second."
Sylvain named Olka waved his hand and summoned several compatriots to cast spells together, injecting the anima given by the Queen of Winter into Rukhma's soul seed at a constant speed.
"Kacha~"
A crisp cracking sound came from the spirit seed. The emerald green light on the surface of the spirit seed quickly converged, and the passionate fiery red light emerged from the cracks in the spirit seed.
"Bah!"
Accompanied by a crisp cry of a raptor, a red light suddenly burst forth. An elegant firebird emerged from its shell, stretched its fiery red wings and flew high into the sky.
"oh oh!
"
Sylvain, including Orka, couldn't help but look up in admiration: "What a beautiful spirit of nature! Congratulations on your new life!"
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Sarlayan, who was far away in Shattrath City, was discussing with Adal how to rescue Kara. Bwonsamdi's remote contact suddenly came, and Sarlayan, who was still chatting and laughing, couldn't help but pause.
Adal vaguely felt that a soul from afar was in contact with Sarlayan, and knowingly said that he could deal with personal matters first and then find time to continue the discussion.
Sarlayan apologized to Adal, turned around and walked towards the outer ring of Shattrath City.
"Bwonsamdi?"
"It's me." Bwonsamdi, who has returned to the other world, deliberately pretended to be tired: "Ahem~ This trip has made me very tired."
Sarlayan laughed and shook his head: "Stop playing around. With your power, isn't it as easy to travel to and from the Shadow Realm as eating and drinking?"
"So? Found the target?"
"It's boring."
Unable to trick Sharlayan, Bwonsamdi smacked his lips helplessly.
"Of course I have found it, but before I get further instructions from you, I can only place this lady in the other world for the time being."
To this day, Bwonsamdi still has doubts about Sarlayan's previous analysis.
Is the Azeroth Star Soul self-aware? Bwonsamdi had no doubt about this. What he doubted was whether the Star Soul's consciousness had awakened.
"The other world..."
Sarlayan hesitated for a moment: "Transfer her to my Blighted Realm. I'll talk to her face to face first."
"Although I am 80% certain that she will not refuse the opportunity to have a new life, but this kind of change of place of origin still requires her consent first."
Bwonsamdi: "Okay, wait a minute, I have a message from the Winter Queen to bring you."
"Oh?" Sarlayan raised his brows slightly, and looked at Shattrath Market with a deeper look: "Tell me about it, I guess it has something to do with the battlefield situation in Revendreth, right?"
After all, they were nominally here for a vacation in Draenor, and Valeela, Stellagosa and others did not want to participate in Sarlayan's "overtime" operation.
Under Onyxia's instigation, after returning from Shadowmoon Valley, the girls spontaneously went to the market in Shattrath City to go shopping. At this moment, they were chattering about what souvenirs they wanted to buy and bring back to Azeroth. Sri Lanka.
"...Be normal, I'm a little scared."
Bwonsamdi couldn't help but complain: "Sometimes I really doubt that there is anything in this world that you can't calculate."
"Ha~" Sarlayan explained with a chuckle: "Don't be so exaggerated, it's just normal logical reasoning."
"There are only a few things in the Shadow Realm that can make the Winter Queen ask for help."
"The warden is still imprisoned in the Abyss and cannot come out. The whereabouts of the soldier master are basically clear. The only thing that can be brought out is the situation of Revendreth."
"Oh, by the way, one is missing."
Sarlayan asked in a strange tone: "Is it possible that the Promotion Bastion has caused trouble again?"
"Huh?" Bwonsamdi asked, dumbfounded, "Why do you think so? The civil strife has subsided, and Gristia has also promised to reconsider whether to abolish those immutable ancient regulations. What kind of trouble can be caused in the Ascension Bastion?"
"That's hard to say." Sarlayan rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Bwonsamdi, you should have some idea of the eldest daughter's ability to govern."
"Rate the governing ability of the four Eternals out of 10. How much do you think they can get?"
"Well……"
Rukhma, who had just regained consciousness, was still sorting out her thoughts and emotions. Bwonsamdi, who was leading her on the way, was also bored. After a moment of silence, he gave his answer.
"The leader of the army has 9 points, Denathrius has 8 points, the Winter Queen has 6 points, and the eldest daughter... 3 points?"
Sarlayan said jokingly: "That's fine, don't you know it yourself?"
"It's not that I look down on Gristia, but...she really doesn't have the ability to know, does she? I won't be surprised no matter what weird things she does."
Bwonsamdi said dumbfounded: "...Forget it, in short, this time it's not the eldest daughter's fault."
"As you expected, the situation in Revendreth is indeed not very optimistic. The Queen of Winter hopes that you can adjust your plan so that the resistance can continue to persevere."
"Hmm..." After listening to Bwonsamdi's account, Sarlayan, who was standing on the overpass of Shattrath City, touched his chin thoughtfully: "Denathrius personally took action? No wonder the Stonesmith and Thunder Nassor can’t stop him, after all, he’s not even on the same level of strength.”
Including the Warden... who is also the original Arbitrator Zoval, the five Eternals in the Shadow Realm are all true gods, and they are equal to the Titans in terms of position.
Prince Renathor and the Stone Forger were both relatively powerful senior demigods. There was a big gap between them and Denathrius. It was natural that they could not defeat their creator.
"It's normal that he can't beat him. With the Winter Queen and the eldest daughter unable to take action, no one in the Shadow Realm can stop Denathrius head-on."
Sarlayan thought for a while and decided on the next strategic approach: "In that case, you can take some time to help me tell the Winter Queen, so that the resistance army can be broken into pieces, and there is no need to stick to the gains and losses of one city or one place. Everyone, please move."
Although Bwonsamdi is not good at war, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he can understand the meaning of Sharlayan's words.
"You mean to give up a fixed territory and turn to guerrilla warfare?"
"That's right."
Sarlayan calmly analyzed: "With Ardenweald, Ascension Bastion and Maldraxxus providing various strategic resources behind the scenes, as long as the logistics supplies can keep up, in theory, the resistance does not need to fix the territory. of."
"Since we can't beat Denathius on the frontal battlefield, we simply bypass his main range of activities and specifically harass the areas with weak defenses of Revendres. We can also shoot and run away without greed for credit and occupying territory."
"No matter how strong Denathrius is, there is only one person. He is also a native of Revendreth. Don't tell me that Renathol, who works at the grassroots level all day long, and the others can't play hide and seek as much as the emperor who has been squatting in the Nathria Castle. .”
"Hiss~"
Bwonsamdi grinned and thought for a moment: "If you just delay time and cause trouble for Denathrius, and don't force them to achieve any great results, maybe... it will work?"
