Spirit of the Black Raven
Boom, bursts of muffled thunder sounded in the dark sky outside the stone window. The summer sky was a bit sultry, and Sang La was also a little depressed in his heart. According to the news from the Syndicate, natural disasters have shown traces in the human world. Although he has made many preparations, the feeling of passively waiting for the disaster to come is really uncomfortable. ♦👺 💚♖
"Shh!" Zul'ra looked at the sky that was about to turn dark, crossed his legs on the stone bed, let out a long breath, and then emptied his head. He was now King of the Amani, the support of all Amani Trolls. Although he was very powerless, he must remain calm and face the impending disaster with a proper attitude.
Slowly exhaling two breaths, Zul'ra emptied his mind and prepared to rest, but he didn't want to close his eyes and a mist rose in his mental vision. Then the smoke dispersed, and he was on a undulating open grassland.
"..." Zul'ra stepped on the loose sand and grass under his feet, looked at the blue sky in the distance, and smelled the smell in the air. This was the third time he had faced this situation.
The first time was when I put on a tiger-striped mask in the temple of the Tiger King and was ordered to kill Naga Sea Witch Mepgira in the soul world. The second time was when I was harassed by Old God and dragged into a spiritual world. Today, the situation seems to be similar, but I don't know what went wrong. Meeting Loa was not like this!
Just when he couldn't think clearly, there was a sudden sound of flapping wings above his head. Zul'ra raised his head and saw a crow with black and red feathers flying overhead. Not sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that the crow lowered its head and glanced at him, as if to signal him to follow.
Zul'ra looked at the crow flying over his head, blinked his eyes, and stood motionless on the spot. He saw the crow flew more than ten meters away, folded its body, and flew back to his head. It was exactly as he imagined. The crow was intentionally guiding him, but the question was, why should he accept this guidance!
"Can you come down? To be honest, seeing you hovering above my head like this, I feel very..." Zul'ra looked at the circling crow, grinned a little and lowered his gaze. Somehow, he felt a little familiar when he saw this crow.
"Zul'ra, Son of Kal'ma, hello." Listening to Zul'ra's words, the crow in the sky couldn't help but fold its wings and let out a greeting while falling down.
"Mai, Maide, Oracle, Spirit of the Black Raven!" Zul'ra looked at the falling crow and quickly stretched out his right hand, letting the other person fall into his hand. But when he heard the greeting, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind: Oracle, Spirit of the Black Raven, Maide. No wonder he had never heard of this number Loa.
Zul'ra knew that his mentor Kal'ma once believed in a Spirit of the Black Raven. It was precisely because of the influence of that Spirit of the Black Raven that he was spared from accepting some The bad customs of Trolls, so he was very impressed by Spirit of the Black Raven, but he had never been contacted by this Loa, and he could not find any legends belonging to this god.
"Yes, it's me, young Son of Kal'ma." The black crow stood on his broad palm, staring at Zul'ra with a pair of eyes that were black on the outside and red on the inside. He lowered his gaze as if he was nodding.
"What teachings do you have for me, dear Oracle!" Zul'ra looked at the black crow, which was no bigger than a palm, and bowed his head slightly to show his respect. He could now understand why there was no legend about Spirit of the Black Raven, and he had not contacted him, because Spirit of the Black Raven did not exist at all.
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Spirit of the Black Raven does not exist, but Oracle Maide does exist. Zul'ra also knows that his real name should be Medivh, Guardian of Tirisfal Medivh, the demigod who protects the rights of mortals to use magic and is responsible for hunting down demons that enter this world, was also the source of disaster when Orcs invaded this world.
"The disaster has come, Son of Kal'ma. You must take your tribe to the west, and together with your new allies, go find the long-lost Kalimdor and fight to protect the world." The black crow stood solemnly on the palm of his hand, spreading his wings to maintain the balance of his lower body, then tilted his head and looked at Zul'ra with one eye.
"Dear Oracle, I believe your words. I have even learned that the disaster is coming, but we can't leave. Amani's roots are here." Zul'ra looked at the black crow who tilted his head and stared at him with one eye. He was a little sad, but he had to explain.
"Isn't your comfortable home worth the safety of the world? You must know that if the world is destroyed, your home will no longer exist." Black Crow tilted his head, his voice filled with seriousness.
"No, you misunderstood me. What I mean is that many of our people cannot leave their homes, so I cannot cross westward. However, I will send my Warrior to accompany Orcs allies to the west to contribute to protecting the world, but I will stay and defend our homeland from the Scourge." Zul'ra looked at the serious black crow and shook his head to explain.
"I understand. Thank you for your contribution to protecting the world. I hope your hometown can be safe, Son of Kal'ma." Black Crow heard that Zul'ra could even say "the Scourge", and I believed that he had foreseen it. Now that everything has been laid out, there is nothing more to say. Everyone is understanding, and there is only so much that can be done.
"I hope we can survive this disaster, dear Oracle." Zul'ra looked at Spirit of the Black Raven who thanked him, and bowed his head slightly.
"Then please tell Thrall that I will be waiting for him at Kalimdor." The black crow leaned forward slightly, spread its wings and was about to fly, but did not want to be stopped by Zul'ra's mouth.
"Dear Oracle, please wait a moment. I want to ask you if I can be lucky enough to consult you and listen to your teachings like my mentor!" Zul'ra looked at the black crow that was about to fly away and quickly spoke out to persuade him to stay. This was an opportunity that could not be missed.
"Young Zul'ra, you are not confused in your heart, and you are extremely determined. I have nothing to teach you." The black crow looked at Zul'ra and turned around, then spread its wings and flew up.
As the black crow flew away, the sky and the earth changed instantly, the thick fog obscured the sight again, thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and the sound of raindrops sounded. Zul'ra opened his eyes and grinned at the black shadow flying away outside the stone window. It was such a pity, this Guardian of Tirisfal was not willing to teach himself knowledge.
Although he was rejected by Medivh, Zul'ra was not surprised. You must know that he asked for the knowledge of becoming a demigod. Medivh was once possessed by Sargeras and brought Orcs into the world to cause disaster. He knew the consequences of uncontrolled power, so he would not easily impart that knowledge to others.
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