Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 142 50. True. Draw a circle and curse you【1215】

On the Nagfar, the pirate's body seemed to be asleep and was taken into Garona's hands.

He even snores in his undead state.

Garona slapped Blake twice in the face, but could not wake him up.

After hesitating for a moment, Garona pulled out a knife and made a gesture near Blake's ear, intending to stab him, intending to wake him up with pain.

"Well, old Bwonsamdi advises you not to do that, little girl."

The despicable voice of the troll Death suddenly sounded in Garona's ears at this moment, startling the legendary assassin. She sensed it from left to right, and finally cast her gaze upwards in front of her.

Although there was nothing there, Garona could feel where the sound came from.

"What's up with him?"

The legendary assassin asked, and old Bwonsamdi let out a weird laugh, like a rooster with its neck cut off. It quacked and said:

"This bad guy wants to 'jump' to me. He probably sees that old Bwonsamdi is more suitable as a backer than crazy Hela. He is really discerning.

But Hela is an out-and-out lunatic, and it’s not easy to escape from what she likes.

Now she is just saying 'hello' to the guy who betrayed her.

There will be more entanglements in the future.

Tsk tsk, women, whether they are normal or crazy, are so passionate, it reminds old Bwonsamdi of his youth.

But let’s get down to business now.

Come, little girl, give me the head of Zemlan the Oathbreaker hanging from that bad guy's waist, and I will use it to squeeze out the magic essence to rid you of this eternal curse."

"No! I may not be smart enough, but I know why I shouldn't touch things I don't understand."

Garona dragged the sleepy Blake back a step. She remembered Blake's instructions before falling asleep, and said in a vigilant tone:

"It was him who made the deal with you, not us.

I don’t want to get involved in these conspiracies that will keep me awake at night. Lord Death, you’d better wait until he wakes up and talk to him yourself. "

"Hey, coward!"

Garona's answer made Buang Sandy very dissatisfied.

But it can't help it.

While the transaction has not yet been completed, it cannot extract the demon that belongs to it from Zemran's head. This is a rule it has set for itself and cannot be violated.

Otherwise, there would be no need to beat around the bush to induce Black to help him get rid of Zemran.

Although Lao Bangsandi didn't say it clearly.

But in addition to the God of Death, it may also have a priesthood similar to the "God of Trading". Even among all the strange Loa gods, old buang Sandy is considered the strangest guy.

It is cunning, vicious, and full of bad intentions.

But it's also fair.

The kind who must avenge and complete all transactions.

On the other side, in the illusion of hell.

Black and Hela are "confronting".

The former knew that the latter could not harm him in the illusion except for harsh words.

The latter also knew this very well, and the crazy queen did not waste much time and words to intimidate Black, who was not afraid of her at all.

There was only scrutiny and scrutiny in her eyes that were full of pale light.

Everyone said Hela was a madman.

She indeed is.

But if Blake really believed that Hela was just a madman, it would be a big joke.

Crazy people are not scary.

What is scary is a madman who has power above that of a demigod, has a great backer, is not humble in his knowledge and wisdom, and has the ability to destroy the world.

Unfortunately, the person in front of Blake fit all of the above characteristics perfectly.

"You killed Hablon and you got me into a lot of trouble."

Three of Hela's nine tentacles relaxed, like three black snakes, entangled and wrapped around Blake. Her tone was cold and sharp, with a strong hatred and anger.

But the sentiment wasn't directed at Black.

A mortal is not qualified to be labeled as "anger" and "hatred" by the God of Death.

This is just a characteristic of Hela. There are such ugly and vicious emotions tumbling in her heart all the time. In other words, they are not directed at anyone.

In her eyes, everyone is trash.

"Speak directly, Queen."

Blake was not afraid of the three terrifying tentacles entangled around him. He raised his head and looked directly at Hela's face in the smelly sea breeze. He shouted loudly:

"You are going to send your soul to the Maw, and I am going to collect my loot.

Everyone is busy, so don’t waste each other’s precious time. As far as I know, Mr. Zoval, the warden of the Maw, is not a patient Eternal.

Now that you have bent down to be his dog, you must learn to perform your duties.

Just like when you were under the command of Odin to select warriors for your stern father, I have to say that no matter before you go crazy or after you go crazy, Her Majesty the Queen is a qualified dog.

I don't have anyone like you under my command.

what a pity. "

"Shut your disgusting mouth!"

Hela almost squeezed out this sentence through her teeth. In Blake's sentence, almost all her taboos were poked through. If it weren't for the fact that they were really inseparable now.

And what Black said is actually quite good, everyone is quite busy.

Just skip the chatter and get down to business!

"I curse you! Derek Proudmoore!"

In the great illusion of Hades, Hela used the most vicious and sharp voice to send her "blessing" to Blake. As the voice sounded, cold winds surrounded the pirate's soul.

"I curse you to suffer disasters in this life! Anyone who has good intentions towards you will suffer bad luck!

I curse you to be alone from now on! Anyone who loves you will be alone for the rest of his life!

I curse you to experience human tragedy!

Every day is full of life and death!

I curse you and your family to kill each other!

Hands stained with blood, there will never be peace!

I curse your soul to suffer endless pain in this world!

I curse that your body will rot in the waves and be buried in the deep sea!

In the name of death!

Only when your soul is riddled with holes and exhausted is I allowed your soul to return to hell!

Then I will really start torturing you! You killed my best soul-drawer, and after your death, you will bear the fate of eternal darkness for him.

Enjoy the little life you have left.

We will meet again, traitor. "

Hela's words ended with a sharp final note, and with her chilling sneer, the three tentacles in front of Blake swung up at this moment, like hitting a baseball, hitting his soul hard. .

In that heavy blow, the entire illusion suddenly shattered, and Black, who was lying on the deck of the Nagfar, also opened his eyes at this moment.

He rubbed his aching forehead and sat up in a cross-legged position.

Looking at his hands, he complained:

"The one you cursed is Drake. What does it have to do with me, Black? Hela is so stupid."

Complaints are complaints.

The moment Blake regained consciousness, he looked at the character card carefully, and there was no "Curse of Hela" in the status bar.

Hela, who seemed to represent madness, just vented her inner unhappiness.

but.

After all, she was a former Titan Guardian, and now she is involved with an Eternal in the mysterious Shadow Realm. She spent so much effort to pull Blake into the illusion, but she was really just venting her anger. ?

Or is it that the level of the curse is too high and cannot be discovered with the current character cards?

"I guess Hela went through all the trouble to do this just to give you a curse?"

When Blake woke up, old Bwonsamdi, who had failed to persuade Garona, spoke to the pirate again.

Unlike Garona, Blake, who has the power of ghost hunting, can see old Bwonsamdi. This troll god of death is dressed exactly like its appearance in Hades.

But what it appears here is definitely just a projection of power.

At this time, it was suspended in the air in a weird posture, with its skeletal face only covered with rotting flesh on its chin, its head tilted, looking down at the pirates.

Naturally, there can be no vivid expression on the face of the bones.

But it doesn't matter. Old Bwonsamdi's ungrateful smile and the weird light floating in its eyes represent the use of expressions.

It said to Blake, who was looking at it:

"Let old Bwonsamdi guess again. With your current strength, you can't feel the curse taking effect. Do you think Hela is just scaring you?"

"So, will you tell me the truth? My friend Bwonsamdi."

Black sat cross-legged on the broken deck of the Naqfar. He looked at Bwonsamdi, put his hand on Zemran's head at his waist, and said:

"Are you going to make another deal with me? Help me get rid of this curse?"

"No, no, old Bwonsamdi wouldn't do that."

The troll Death grinned, spread out his completely bone-white hands, and said to Black with a regretful tone:

"Old buang Sandy has always been sincere to his friends.

I can't do that, my friend. The curse doesn't use earthly powers. Well, it's too difficult for me to explain this to other people, so I don't usually talk about it.

But you are a unique soul.

Old Bwonsamdi has confirmed that you know many things that mortals should not know. You also brag that you have been to the Shadow Realm and come back. Then let me ask you

During your journey in the Shadow Realm, have you ever heard of a word called ‘destiny’? "

"Ah, so that's it."

Blake rubbed his forehead, he probably understood.

Bwonsamdi observed Black's expression. After confirming that the pirate was not just pretending, but really knew the meaning of the word "destiny", he said:

"The reason why the six Eternals in the Shadow Realm are noble is not because of how powerful they are. In fact, their combat effectiveness is extremely poor.

It can be said that the Warden, the Soldier Master and the Emperor are all very powerful.

But the other three...hehe, if they really want to fight, the eldest daughter who is least good at fighting probably won't be able to defeat even the great demon under the Burning Legion.

But this does not affect her noble status.

It's all because each of the six Eternals has the ability to influence the 'Destiny'.

Hela's curse on you is borrowing the power of the Warden and the Maw.

You really pissed her off.

Therefore, Lao Bangsandi advises you to take it seriously and never treat it as a joke, otherwise it will be too late when you regret it, my friend. "

Old Bwonsamdi spread his hands and said to the silent pirate:

"Okay, this is the end of the pleasant and free knowledge sharing session. Now, it's time for you and me to talk about our affairs.

You said before that you wanted to make a deal with old Bwonsamdi.

very good.

Old Bwonsamdi will give you this opportunity.

bring it on.

Let's have a good talk, just you and me, just two people. "

"Hold on."

Blake made a gesture of pausing. He reached out and picked up the blood-stained book that had just pulled him into the illusion of Hades. He put it in his hand and wiped the blood on the surface of the book with his sleeve.

The next moment, in the equipment column of the character card, the entry for this thing appeared:

Nagfar Ferry Ticket

epic quality

Side effects:

Soul Coin (0/10): Every soul who takes the Nagfar to go to Hades must pay the ship fare. If there is no Soul Coin, it can only be repaid with souls.

Seeing the effect of this thing, Blake suddenly grinned.

He took out two perfect soul stones from his arms and tossed them in his hands. The next moment, the souls in the two soul stones were thrown into the ticket book of the Nagfar.

Its effect entries also change accordingly:

Soul Coin (2/10): Sephiel's Soul Coin, Lyressa Windrunner's Soul Coin.

Blake whistled and fished it out of his pocket. Two strange, cold coins, somewhere between virtual and real, danced between his fingers.

"nice one!"

He sighed, then raised his head, looked at Bwonsamdi, played with the two soul coins in his hands, and said:

"So, my friend, what are you going to talk to me about?"