to call you master
Today's the Maw is as dead and eerie as ever.
This barren wasteland of death is filled with Mawsworn's solid steel fortresses. Lord of the Maw Zovaal obviously has some clear "order requirements" for the country it rules, which makes this land full of despair and pain unexpectedly feel "vibrant".
Those Mawsworns operating in the fortress follow strict instructions.
They have set up an airtight defense system for themselves, ensuring that there are Yuansworn Warriors riding Shadow Hound patrolling the land of the Jailer at all times, and every soul thrown into the Maw will be drained of all value in the soul filled with pain.
Anima!
Anima is the basis of the existence of Shadowlands, and is naturally the foundation of the Maw. Although the anima from Revendreth continues to flow into the Maw, The Mawsworn army is not short of energy, but perhaps in order to find some fun in a life that has long since lost all hope and is left with only despair, the Mawsworns also have their own preferences without violating the strict rules of the Jailer.
They will capture those Remnant Soul who are unable to break free near the Gorgea Soul-Gathering River, which is said to flow through the world of all living and dead.
That is the poor guy who was brought from Material World to the Maw by this river of death.
They don't even have complete souls that can be led to Material World by Kyrian. After death comes, they can only reach their destination in this miserable way.
The amount of anima that can be obtained from torturing these shapeless Remnant Souls is very little. Most of the time, Mawsworns can only get a ball of cold Stygias, but they do not do this to get rewards.
By torturing and inflicting pain, you can make your already completely dead mind feel a little satisfied. This is the best reward for doing bad things.
However, the death of the Maw Warrior has not been living a good life recently, because this seemingly eternal land has undergone some disturbing "changes" recently.
"Boom"
The violent explosion shook the entire the Maw. As the Mawsworn people looked back blankly, the middle part of the "local landmark building" Torghast, Tower of the Damned standing in the distance was being wrapped in a ball of flames.
It seems that something has just shattered the wall of the tower built by Primus and known as "inescapable". This burning flame represents that the escapees seem to be fighting with the guards in Torghast.
Logically speaking, all the nearby Mawsworns should go to support at this time to ensure that nothing on this the Maw land can escape the control of the Jailer, but no!
Not only did the Soul Steel fortress near Torghast not dispatch high-level Mawsworn, not even the elite troops within Torga ster were dispatched.
They all know that this is that damn arrogant woman "fishing".
Damn it!
Here we go again!
How many times this month! Is it over yet?
Mawsworn people complained, cursed, and cursed.
When similar chaos occurred in Torghast before, there would always be a large number of high-level Mawsworns that came forward to block them, and were easily harvested by the woman holding scarlet Demon Swords. It was not just as simple as killing them.
The Warriors of the Jailer will not die in the Maw.
But the woman holding Demon Sword used a more terrifying "humiliation of defeat" on the blockers. She drained away their anima, left their bodies like candles in the wind to die, and then walked away.
No matter how stupid a guy is, he will learn to behave after being tricked like this twice. What's more, Ms. Azshara, you have already done this three times this week alone.
No matter how skilled the fisherman is, he still has to make nests occasionally to let the fish recover, right?
You have captured dozens of Mawsworn under the Jailer, so what are you going to do with their massive hearts?
Should I use a portion of Anima as a facial mask every night when I go to bed? Or should I take a portion of Mythic Anima with my breakfast every day?
No matter how fast our Mawsworn casting speed is, we can't withstand your disaster!
But the Mawsworn people just complained, and then they did whatever they had to do, and just let the central area of Torghast, Tower of the Damned burn, like a beacon and a torch lighting up the Maw land.
Lord of the Maw's great cause has reached its most critical moment.
It is said that his former power has returned. Perhaps it won't be long before Sepulcher of the First Ones will be discovered. By then, nothing can stop death from reigning in the world.
If the troublesome Azshara wants to make a fuss, let her make a fuss.
Anyway, she can't break through Sanctum of Domination's defense. Since she can't disturb Lord of the Maw's Grand Plan advancement, it won't affect the overall situation at all.
Mawsworn's reaction made Azshara who was waiting by Torghast, Tower of the Damned's broken wall very disappointed.
She deliberately made a big fuss today, not only smashing the walls of Torghast, but even releasing all the precious souls imprisoned in Ossuary. It stands to reason that at least one the Maw lord should come to check.
"Because we can't beat him, we resort to the ostrich and pigeon tactics? It's really boring!"
Azshara shook his head expressionlessly and said:
"Let's go, call it a day and go back."
"Oh, wait a moment, distinguished Mistress."
The scarlet Demon Sword Lemonia floating next to Azshara made a cute voice and said:
"Wait for me to put this ball of anima away first. You may be able to use it in your experiments. Even if it doesn't work, I can give it to your greedy collaborator. Speaking of which, Mistress, don't you think that Broker named Wei Nali is too rude to you?
You need to recruit her research equipment, which is a great honor, but that guy dares to charge you a "damage fee".
This is too much!
Her stinking mind cannot comprehend the supreme honor of serving you. I think we should teach her a lesson."
"Oh?"
Azshara was suspended in the air, traveling in this extremely dangerous Torghast with a "Invincible" attitude, ignoring the souls of the prisoners shivering in the shadows, and some Mawsworn lying there pretending to be dead.
The noble Queen disdains to have anything to do with these guys. Anyway, the road out of here has been opened for them. Whether they dare to leave or not is not Azshara's concern.
At this time, she was listening to Demon Sword's suggestion of "reasonable requisition" from the emperor, and said in a lazy tone:
"You mean, let me impose on Wei Nally a series of "lessons" that you have received before?"
Facing the Queen's question, Demon Sword Lemonia shook her sword, as if recalling some bad experiences, but after a moment, she whispered:
"Yes, Mistress! I ask you to punish the pathetic Broker who has repeatedly offended you! I am willing to be your royal executioner. Really, it has been a long time since I cut up anything sane.
These Mawsworns don't even scream when you slaughter them, it's so boring!
Damn Sire Denathrius used His obscene way to shape the mind of your loyal servant Bloodlust. I also know that this is unseemly, but I really want to hear a soul scream because of the cutting of my sword.
I want to feel the hot blood flowing through the blade. I want to soak my blade in the blood of your enemies.
Ah!
I'm going crazy thinking about it.
Mistress, how long are we going to stay in this damn the Maw? When can we break through the ridiculous blockade of Zovaal? You obviously have the power to break into Sanctum of Domination
Could it be that you are afraid?"
"Be bold!"
Azshara stopped and scolded.
Demon Sword, who was going a little crazy, felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She fell to the ground with a bang, and the sword spirit entity shaped into Venthyr jumped out and knelt at the Queen's feet, trembling.
"Please whip me, please punish me, my perfect Mistress, I deserve this."
She said with a trembling voice.
But I don't know if it's fear or some kind of twisted "expectation".
Demon Sword longs to see pain inflicted.
She enjoys the flow of pain, whether it is inflicted on others or herself.
Azshara apparently used some secret method to reshape Remornia's mind. She retained the crazy nature of Demon Sword, but changed Remornia's allegiance from the emperor to herself.
She has really completely tamed this Demon Sword. Remornia's posture at this time is like a fierce puppy looking forward to being patted on the head by its owner.
"Oh, your dishonorable appearance reminds me of the chief maids in my court."
Azshara fell into some nostalgia for the past for a while.
She said somewhat sadly:
"Like my loyal Vashj, she occasionally does wrong things deliberately to attract my attention. She seems to regard everything I give her as a reward, whether it is encouragement or scolding. I don't like this feeling of using a mental pointer to admonish you.
I used to like it.
But I've paid enough for this pathetic indulgence, so get up, we won't be staying at the Maw for long.
My research on anima has been completed, and the foundation of Shadowlands has no secrets in my eyes."
"As expected of you, Mistress."
Remornia carries his own Demon Sword body in his own spiritual form, and loyally follows his Mistress side.
She said some auspicious words and followed Azshara into the portal arranged by the queen herself. In order to prevent being tracked in the opposite direction, the master and servant went through four "encrypted jumps" in the flash of light before returning to the "palace" where the queen is currently staying.
Well, it's actually a cave hidden on the edge of the Maw.
This was once the hiding place of a Broker businessman who had wandered here. When Azshara embarked on the journey of Land of the Dead, she got some hints from the magical Diakum. Then, when she was at her weakest when she fell into the Maw, she contacted the equally magical Broker businessman.
"Well, Your Majesty, you are back."
The former Ve'nari's Cartel Marketing Department operating member who was counting the goods, and currently a free businessman in the One on the land of the Maw. The Queen's "temporary roommate" Wei Nali turned her head when she heard the noise, then straightened her mechanical structure's clothes decently, and gracefully performed a perfect court etiquette to the Queen who strolled into the cave.
Outside the "grocery pile" in the deepest part of the cave, the existence of the damaged "Jailer’s Eye" is particularly conspicuous. It is also one of the "trophies" of Azshara in the past period of time.
After satisfying the queen's curiosity, the thing was transferred as a "reward" and "rent" to Wei Nali, who served her wholeheartedly.
At this time, this the Maw Broker was like a standard businessman who saw the attentive gesture of the "big fat sheep" and magically took out a silver tray from the side and presented the distinguished queen with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice with ice cubes.
I don't know how Wei Nali got these things in this ghost place the Maw.
But being able to produce such a glass of juice in this real hell clearly proves Wei Nali's strength as a businessman, and he is indeed a mysterious person who is looked upon with special eyes by Diakum.
"Well, the juice temperature was perfect today. It seems you finally got the hang of it."
Azshara took a sip of juice, nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said:
"Reward."
"Huh, take it, Broker."
Remornia was very unhappy and threw Anima Orb, which he had "hunted" in Torghast, Tower of the Damned with Mistress, to Broker, and threatened:
"You must always remember to be loyal to your Mistress! Otherwise, watch your neck every time you turn around."
"Sorry, ma'am, my name is Broker, I don't have a neck."
The outstanding Broker businessman Wei Nali unceremoniously took away this precious group of Anima Orb, checked it a few times in his hand, and then threw it into his almost full space bag.
She really loved the "beauty from heaven" who was drinking juice in front of her.
Although she did take risks when she first rescued her, the things Azshara "rewarded" her during this period were enough for her to establish her own consortium in Shadowlands.
If this was an investment, then my profit rate of return would have definitely exceeded hundreds of thousands of percentage points.
For the sake of such huge profits, let alone calling her "Her Majesty the Queen", even if Azshara really needs Wei Nali to call her "Master", an outstanding businessman will definitely do it.
"Your Majesty, while you were out hunting today, I ahem, your humble servant received a letter from an old friend of mine."
When Azshara put down the remaining half glass of juice, Wei Nali immediately stepped forward to report:
"That's the guy named "Nether-Stalker". It used the secret device of So Cartel to send me a terminal message, saying that your friend "Diakum" will send a messenger to "pick you up and leave."
He also said that there is a big event that requires your participation.
But I think this might be because Nether-Stalker is out of his mind."
Wei Nally shrugged and said:
"At present, there is no sure way for you to leave the Maw safely. I have tried, but Broker's method is obviously not suitable for a spirit like you. So I think, this may be a trap?
Just like my seventh business principle: Betrayal is inevitable, including those closest to us, and we must especially be careful of those around us."
"Sounds good business wisdom, but I think you're a little overly concerned."
Azshara's eyes searched the cave for a week, and she said:
"Diakum the Saint's "messenger" has arrived. He's such a powerful guy. He can actually hide it from the keen Wei Nali. Well, I'm finally leaving this annoying place.
But before that"
The queen leaned on the temporary throne she made with the skull of a Void-Touched Beast. She looked at Wei Nali, then stretched out her fingers and placed them in front of her eyes.
She said:
"My court still lacks an outstanding "Royal Housekeeper" to handle all the chores on this trip for me.
I've been watching you, Wei Nally.
Your stinky words and overly realistic style are just cunning disguises. I confirm that you stay at the Maw for some greater goal.
I appreciate your outstanding soul.
So, are you willing to deign to serve me for a while?"
"I"
Wei Nali wanted to refuse immediately. This kind of personal allegiance was obviously not in line with her consistent business principles, but when Azshara looked at her, Broker's will seemed to be plucked by an invisible hand.
When I thought that my rejection would make Queen Azshara sad, a damn feeling of "guilt" came to my heart.
This scary woman is so perfect
She was so perfect that she, a female Broker who had long since lost her flesh and blood, had the urge to "sacrifice herself for her." Wei Nali knew that this emotion was abnormal, but she just couldn't harden her heart and refuse.
I can only nod and say:
"Of course, you are my best customer, and I must fulfill Broker's business ethics to ensure the personal safety and travel experience of your high-net-worth customer.
But I want to emphasize!
I will not stay by your side forever, I am a free bird"
"You may leave at any time, my Royal Chamberlain."
Azshara smiled and said:
"As long as you are willing to do that, as long as you can convince yourself to leave your queen of your own accord, now, kiss my ring and pack your goods, it is time for us to leave.
Mr. "Mushroom Head", how long are you going to hide in the shadows?
Come and meet us.
You look like it's worth studying."