Rise of the blood elves

313【War between Loa】

Ever since he began to study the voodoo spells of the trolls, deeply analyzing the mysteries of time that had been going on for a long time, and looking for a way to return, this sentence has always been lingering in Angmar's heart.

If we lose our horses, we can't know what a blessing is.

In the soul state, he doesn't need any rest at all, his mental power is always full, and his thinking speed is more than ten times faster.There is no need to look at things from the outside to the inside, but directly understand their essence with ghostly vision.

For a mage, this is simply the most coveted ability.

"Um"

Suddenly, Angmar put down the animal skin that recorded the voodoo ritual process and looked to the north in confusion.

Within the scope of his perception, a dazed troll soul appeared at the edge of the forest. After lingering for a moment, it floated straight towards him.Then he discovered that this soul was followed by second and third ones numbering in the thousands.

A few seconds passed, and the woodland where Angmar was located was surrounded by a swarm of troll souls.The necromantic energy that enveloped the soul body exuded an icy chill, causing the temperature in the forest to drop sharply, and the trees and vegetation were soon covered with a layer of frost.

The torches and the bonfire in front of the tree house were extinguished one after another.Angmar hurriedly tried several times, using his mental power to build a barrier around the tree house to prevent the undead energy from affecting Elisande sleeping inside, and then observed these souls in confusion.

As soon as they entered the kilometer radius around Angmar, these souls settled down.His eyes were empty, floating blankly in the air, motionless.Different from the souls of the recently deceased, most of them were incomplete and without any emotions. It was obvious that some existence had taken away part of their essence, suffered irreversible damage, and turned into brainless ghosts driven only by instinct.

Bwonsamdi did it

Angmar was stunned.

It should be this greedy, humorous, talkative, ancient troll god of death.Azeroth is not black and white, there is no absolute good or bad.The contract between Bwonsamdi and the trolls is essentially an exchange of equal value.

He gives power to the living trolls and draws power from the souls of the dead trolls. No matter what, he is the one who benefits.

War and killing are always the things that Bwonsamdi likes to see the most, because it can bring him more souls.As long as he doesn't go out of line and doesn't harm the faith community or fundamental interests, he will be happy.

In the official history, when the prophet Zul learned that the ancient allies, the mogu, were still continuing in the mist-shrouded continent of Pandaria, he persuaded King Rastakhan to send troops to unite with the mogu, defeat the alliance tribes, and seek the rise of Zandalar.

At that time, Vol'jin, the leader of the Darkspear Trolls, had political disagreements with the tribe leader Garrosh and did not like the latter's bent on launching a war. Therefore, he was assassinated by an assassin sent by the latter. After a lucky escape, he was rescued by a panda. From now on, he is recuperating in Shaozong Zen Monastery.It was Bwonsamdi who ensured the continuation of Vol'jin's life and asked for more souls from him in return.

During his recovery, Vol'jin's Loa revealed parts of the future to him.When the leader of the Darkspear Trolls was still wondering where the cloud of war came from, Bwonsamdi actually revealed the truth to him in the form of a prophecy:

The prophet Zul is preparing to lead a Zandalari army to attack Pandaria.

You know, Zul and his men, although they believe in different Loa, they are also worshiped by Lao Bangsandi.

In the end, thanks to Vol'jin's efforts, Zul's attempt was thwarted, and the Zandalari tribe's army also suffered heavy casualties due to the joint resistance of the Alliance and the Horde.

Again, as long as it does not harm the foundation and does not lead to the destruction of the main body of faith, Bwonsamdi is happy to see war, whether it breaks out within the trolls or not.

As for him absorbing the essence of the souls of these trolls, it is not surprising that they lose their minds.

But why are there so many souls attracted to me from Bwonsamdi?

Angmar thought to himself that Bwonsamdi would not be happy to lose so many souls and so many sources of power.

He looked at his transparent right hand.

In the past, he would never dare to face the anger of a Loa.But now, he didn't care at all.

Besides, I didn't attract the soul here on purpose. If Bwonsamdi wants to go back, then he must go back. I still have business to do.

After thinking for a moment, Angmar gave up the idea of ​​finding out the cause of this matter, returned to the pile of books, and continued to study voodoo knowledge.

With souls floating around and a bone-chilling wind blowing, Angmar worried about his future.

Based on the sporadic truths pieced together by the vision and the trip to Mount Hyjal, he knew that he must contact the Malfurion brothers, even gain Azshara's trust, and participate in the vortex of the ancient war to maintain the integrity of the timeline. .

But he had no idea what to do.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"All the souls in the Soul Palace broke through the boundaries and gathered in the forest west of the city. Bwonsamdi issued a decree asking us to try to recall them."

"Isn't that where the prophet settled in the west of the city? Could it be that the prophet took away those souls?"

"I don't know, maybe. Come on, let's go."

This is destined to be an extraordinary night,

Bwonsamdi's priests of the dead, whether they were maintaining the operation of the altar or those who had fallen asleep, all received the will of the god of death with a shrill roar.Bwonsamdi ordered them to immediately go to the scene of the incident and retrieve the souls that formed the source of his power.

However, except for the most loyal priests and believers, the rest feel that this is an impossible task, because they have all seen how powerful the foreign Loa who calls himself a "prophet" is. A terrifying existence that Zandu is extremely afraid of.

Bwonsamdi was hiding in Hades and didn't dare to show his face, but he asked them to test the "prophet"'s bottom line. It was really

Of course, they only dare to think so in their hearts, and it would be blasphemous to say it out loud.

The chaos caused by the soul movement goes far beyond simply affecting all Bwonsamdi priests.The entire city of Zuldazar was alarmed.

Even ordinary people felt a cold and terrifying atmosphere in the west of the city. Some people woke up from their sleep, while others fell into nightmares caused by it.

After noticing the strange phenomenon, the Zandalari tribe's senior leaders immediately sent people to understand the situation, and through their connections, they learned a shocking fact

That foreign Loa actually took away ten of the souls in the Hades. This behavior was undoubtedly a naked challenge and usurpation. It was self-evident what the "prophet" wanted to do.

A war between gods is probably about to break out.

On one side is Bwonsamdi, the god of death who has protected the trolls for more than six thousand years, and on the other side is the "Prophet" who is powerful but has just arrived. Standing on that side, it seems that there is no need to think too much.

But what is surprising is that Raizan, the devil dragon who has been guarding the successive kings and leaders of the Zandalari tribe, rarely showed any attitude.Not only him, but other Loa also kept silent on this matter, but strictly ordered believers not to participate in it and just watch from a distance.

This is somewhat intriguing.

The Loas did not want to be hostile to the Prophet.

"We must mediate this matter. The night elves are watching in the north. If we ignore the conflict between the Loa, it will definitely evolve into a war, giving the night elves an opportunity to take advantage of. Think about it, those are two The powerful Loa, maybe half of Zuldazar will be destroyed by their battle."

At the urgent tribal meeting, a leader from a small tribe warned sternly.

"No"

"Only an evenly matched war will create this situation. Let us wait for dawn. After dawn, the results will be revealed."

The Zandalari leader stared at the west of the city and said leisurely.The endless firelight in the brazier gave his face an indescribable color.