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Many souls flew out of the dagger. Guided by some kind of power, those souls floated towards the palace of Death.

Then Hanzabu began to draw circles and circles of strange patterns on the ground, and walked around the patterns again. Finally, he walked to the platform on the side of the broken bridge facing the Hades Palace. On the platform was placed a

Setting up the war drum. Hanzabu was chanting the sacrificial words of the gods while beating the war drum, completing the last step of the ceremony.

The solemn atmosphere outside the Hades Palace was finally broken, and a smiling voice sounded. "The gift is very good, come in, come in!"

Bwonsamdi's voice lingered in his ears. Nathanos watched Hanzab grab the dagger and run towards Hades like crazy, still muttering to him: "Follow quickly, outsider. Let Bang

If Sandy waits too long, he will lose his temper."

This was the first time I saw someone so anxious to see the God of Death. Nathanos thought sarcastically. He followed him, and the cold candlestick beside the broken bridge lit up with a faint blue flame as someone approached.

The distance wasn't that far, but the closer he got to the palace, the more souls Nathanos could sense. Most of them were trolls.

The area inside the Hades Palace is not spacious, and is even a bit narrow. There is a war drum on the small platform on the left. The Wither One looked at the residence of Loa, the god of death. He did not see the god, but saw Hanzabu kneeling down.

On the ground, facing a vacant area.

Just when Nathanos was about to shout out the name of the God of Death, a bolt of lightning stirred up a burst of white smoke, and Bwonsamdi appeared in front of Nathanos, his entire body floating in the air.

"Hello, Hambuza. Are you here to pay off a debt?" Death looked at Nathanos, but he wanted to send his followers away first.

Hanzab replied respectfully: "I have complied with the agreement... and sacrificed more souls, Bwonsamdi." The troll's hand on his chest stretched to the right, pointing at Nathanos. "I also brought

Here comes this outsider, who says he wants to see you, great spirit."

Bwonsamdi laughed and nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay. He is my guest. You have done a good job. But you still need to give more souls to repay the debt, Hanzab. Old Bwonsam

Di just saved your life from this man."

"I'll do it right away, Bwonsamdi." Hanzab nodded quickly, "I'll go collect the souls right away." He gripped the dagger and retreated.

"He is so pitiful. I didn't make up my mind to kill him just now, but his god took the opportunity to give him a new debt." Nathanos said, looking directly at the blue flames in Bwonsamdi's eyes. If

In the past, he was no match for this Loa, but times have changed.

Bwonsamdi didn't seem to hear his words, but instead spread his hands: "Welcome to Hades, the Wither. Oh no! You should be called Your Majesty now."

It is impossible to say that Nathanos is not angry in his heart. Since this god knows everything, he still asked him to come all the way to the underworld, and was discovered by the Zandalari trolls.

"I'm not here to talk nonsense. Bwonsamdi, fulfill your promise." Nathanos went straight to the point.

The God of Death grinned and took a closer look at the undead in front of him. "It seems that you are ready to go to the other world. Very good, follow me, and I will show you the face of death."

Bwonsamdi raised his hands, and Nathanos saw an energy rolling and spinning in his palms. The strange thing was that he had never seen this energy before, and he couldn't even feel whether it was evil.

An ancient spell came out of Bwonsamdi's mouth. The serious look on this loa made Nathanos a little uncomfortable.

Energy was released from the withered fingers, flying past both sides of Nathanos, forming a purple portal around him, like a looming twilight.

Bwonsamdi flashed in front of the portal, and at the moment he was about to cross it, he turned his white ferocious face and said to Nathanos: "Be careful, Blighter, don't get lost."

…

Sylvanas was alone in Jaina's mage tower, reading a book written by the owner of the tower himself, which was about how to summon a more powerful water element.

She herself was not a mage, but now she feels that everything she does is full of fun. Sometimes, she will recall the lingering moments with Nathanos at Maris Farm. Her face will blush and smile.

.

At first, she would feel a little strange, but she couldn't tell where the strange feeling came from. Later, she would feel a little angry at Nathanos' sudden initiative, because his behavior made her frequently make mistakes when dealing with daily chores for several days.

Some stupid mistakes. Her subordinates had some complaints about her. So when she heard that Nathanos would attend Garrosh's first court hearing, she did not go with Jaina.

In the past, she had no worries when she wanted to see Nathanos, but now she became hesitant and had to be prepared before she dared to see him. Their relationship became different from before.

Two days ago, when she was finally ready to meet Nathanos, she was told that he had gone to Kalimdor and was inspecting the Forsaken base. Although she felt a little uncomfortable without seeing Nathanos.

Lost, but now is peace time, they will have many opportunities to meet.

"General?"

"Lansbor!" Sylvanas said, "What's the matter?"

Her lieutenant saluted her. The moment she saw Lansper, the expression on Sylvanas's face disappeared. She couldn't let others see it.

"Here is a letter from Lordaeron."

It is no longer a secret that she has a secret relationship with the leader of the Forsaken. Many people in Orgrimmar witnessed their intimate behavior.

Sylvanas took the letter and opened the wax seal with her fingernails.

There was only one simple and concise sentence on the envelope:

I'll see you at Maris Farm.

The familiar handwriting made Sylvanas' mouth corners rise. When she raised her head, she saw Lansper's slightly surprised and confused expression.

"You go down first." The ranger general dismissed his adjutant and looked outside through the window. It was raining outside. It had been raining for a while. But Sylvanas made a decision immediately, and she put on a coat

Before leaving, Sylvanas told Archmage Tevorsh that if Jaina asked about her when she came back, she would just say that she was out for a while.

…

It was really uncomfortable to go through Bwonsamdi's portal. Nathanos gritted his teeth. He knew that his heart was beating at a high speed, so he couldn't open his eyes for a long time. The cold and biting feeling made him mistakenly think that he was heading towards Nothan.

Virtue is close.

When all the strange feelings finally stopped, he opened his eyes and saw that the other world Bwonsamdi mentioned was even darker than he imagined.

This is a strange space, as if you are in purple chaos. There is no palace here, not even a complete building, only troll-style four-corner floating platforms. The floating platforms are connected by stairs and corridors. Nathano

The ground under your feet is a corner of the floating platform, and it is also the entrance to the other world.

"Sure enough, it's not a good place." Nathanos said disdainfully, and then asked: "Where were the souls that Hanzabu dedicated to you just now? Where did you get them?"

His question goes beyond that, and what he is more concerned about is, is his mother's soul also here?

Hearing Nathanos comment on his home, Bwonsamdi showed a fake sad expression. "Guests nowadays are really demanding. Shouldn't you feel honored? You are not a resident of the other world, but you can come and visit this place.

.”

"Don't make me angry, Bwonsamdi."

The god of death flashed in front of Nathanos, pointed a finger at his chest, put his face in front of his eyes, and said: "No one can order old Bwonsamdi. And you have to recognize the current situation, Blighter. Here

I don’t support you using the power you gained in Azeroth.”

Seen through?

Nathanos showed a vigilant expression. As soon as he stepped into this strange place, the Blighter felt that he had lost contact with the Heart of Azeroth. He could still feel the existence of the necklace, but the energy of the necklace

But disappeared. This further proves that he is not in Azeroth at the moment.

"Answer the question I just asked." Nathanos did not show weakness. He could still use the power of the ancient gods, so he was not afraid of Bwonsamdi.

"Every soul has its own place to go." Bwonsamdi explained as he stepped back, waving for Nathanos to follow. The god of death floated in the air and advanced slowly, taking the guests behind him to visit the other world.

The scenery here is the same, so Nathanos is more concerned with Bwonsamdi's spoken words.

"You must have felt that we are no longer in Azeroth, nor somewhere in the original universe. Here is..." Bwonsamdi suddenly stopped, stroking his chin with two fingers, thinking about what to use

vocabulary to continue your own explanation.

"Another independent world?" Nathanos said for him, crossing his arms.

"Yes!" Bwonsamdi's eyes lit up, but he shook his head, "That's not accurate either. The world here is related to the universe of the living. This is the resting place for the souls of all the dead - whether good or evil, they are all here."

Nathanos followed Bwonsamdi silently, suspecting that the 'here' he mentioned was not the place in front of him.

"I remember you said that the other world is just a drop in the bucket of the afterlife."

"Old Bwonsamdi is just a little god."

"Ha!" Nathanos knew that Bwonsamdi would be angry if he smiled, but he just couldn't control it. "I thought you were a pretentious guy."

"That word suits you better," Loa replied.

They stopped at the bottom of a flight of stairs. At the end of the stairs was the entrance to another passage. Nathanos raised his head and watched for a while, unable to see where this passage would reach.

"You can only look, but not enter."

"Why? Is there any secret of yours in this?"

"If you want to go to other worlds, you can try. But you can never return to Azeroth."

"It turns out that it's not just the creatures on Azeroth who are making deals with you."

There are portals to other worlds in that world. So, it may be possible to connect to every corner of the universe.

"Your other world doesn't seem that big." Nathanos changed the subject, "But you said this is the resting place of all the dead. And there are so many souls in the universe, how can you take them in?"

"You just said that the other world is just a 'small part' of the afterlife." Bwonsamdi used his two hands to form a gap and described his country as insignificant. "The real afterlife is called the Shadow.

boundary."

It’s such a self-pitying name. The Withered One smiled for a moment.

"The Shadow Realm is so big, so big that you can't imagine it, so the destination of each soul is also different. Just like your mother." Bwonsamdi had long seen through what Nathanos was thinking, so when the Blightcaller turned around

When he saw his angry gaze, he laughed loudly.
To be continued...