Oath

"How did you choose Naisha?" Zul'ra looked at the bruises and bruises on his body and kept screaming, even saying his real name. Banehollow didn't give any advice. He ignored it, but looked at Naisha who was confused for a while after opening his eyes and asked. He felt that Dreadlords must have made some kind of mark on Naisha.🐟✌  👮🐤

"Take it back, take it back, please, let me go quickly, otherwise I will really be dismembered." With the voice of Banehollow, Naisha, who was a little confused on the other side, suddenly woke up, and the mark that was originally carved on her neck healed without any medicine.

"What happened, Balai?" Naisha looked around and saw the miserable state of his mount for the first time. The head of that Nightsaber was directly smashed.

Zul'ra looked at Naisha who was exclaiming about the miserable condition of his mount, so he stepped forward and grabbed Forest Sword on Banehollow's lower abdomen and pulled it out. However, before the sword could be pulled out, Dreadlords roared out, telling him to stop immediately.

"What's going on?" Zul'ra looked at Banehollow who reacted extremely violently. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and exchanged his perception with Forest Sword.

"It hurts." Banehollow wanted to die, but Dreadlords was restrained by the rule that he could not commit suicide.

"Nonsense, of course I know you're in pain, I'm not asking you, just shut up." Zul'ra stopped Banehollow, feeling Forest Sword's consciousness, Forest Sword conveyed an emotion to him, which seemed to be hatred, and seemed to be an explanation.

Forest Sword's consciousness is like a child without self-awareness, running through Banehollow's body. Feeling Dreadlords's evil intentions, it automatically released its sword energy towards him.

Oops, a new ability has emerged. Zul'ra felt the feeling conveyed by Forest Sword, and couldn't help but grin inwardly. Forest Sword was forged by himself. He naturally knew the power of this sword and had been exploring it. Today, he hit it by mistake.

After Zul'ra understood Forest Sword's feelings, he immediately restrained the long sword's emotions, allowing him to absorb the energy in Banehollow's body, and then successfully pulled out the long sword. The bruises on Banehollow's pale body also receded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Zul'ra, what happened?" After Naisha woke up, she looked at the miserable condition of her mount Nightsaber Balai, and then looked at Zul'ra standing in front of Dreadlords on the other side and asked. Her consciousness was completely stuck in the second before she was hypnotized.

"Wait a moment, look at that Demon Hunter first, don't let him run away." Zul'ra said Forest Sword 0 in the groaning voice of Banehollow pulled it out from his lower abdomen, and at the same time asked Naisha to pay attention to Felornas on the other side. The guy had been beaten just now and was preparing to escape quietly at the moment.

When Naisha heard Zul'ra's words, he quickly turned around and saw that Demon Hunter was turning around and preparing to escape. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Before the other party could react, he kicked him in the crook of the knee and knocked him to the ground again.

"Don't beat me to death." Zul'ra looked at Naisha who kicked Demon Hunter down mercilessly, and couldn't help shouting. This made Naisha put the dagger he had just pulled out from his waist back into the sheath, and then used violence against Demon Hunter who was holding his head on the ground. If he didn't beat him to death, it wouldn't matter if he was crippled.

"Now let's talk about our business. Is the structure of your body real? Your resilience is really strong!" Zul'ra didn't care about Naisha who used violence against Demon Hunter, but looked at Dreadlords in front of him, whose complexion had returned to pale.

"Surrender, I surrender, I am willing to surrender and serve you, Zul'ra Jin." Banehollow felt the scars slowly recovering in his body, and then looked at Trolls, who was holding a long sword and looking down at him, and raised his hands directly.

"Really?" Zul'ra raised his eyebrows and raised the long sword in his hand.

"Really, really, I am willing to surrender, no matter what you ask me to do." Banehollow looked at the shining long sword, and unconsciously remembered the feeling of being cut to pieces by a thousand knives just now. He stretched his raised arms higher, for fear that his surrender posture was not good, and the opponent would find an excuse to stab him again.

"Really? If I ask you to betray Legion, you will do it?" Zul'ra raised his eyebrows. He knew that Dreadlords's moral integrity was not high, but where is the limit?

"Yes, I am willing. I know that you want to destroy Jaedenar and Shadow Hold. I can help." Banehollow nodded without hesitation and said that he could help in the attack on Jaedenar and Shadow Hold.

"Then you make an oath to me and say you are willing to be my slave until you kill Sargeras." Zul'ra blinked, and Banehollow's face darkened instantly with this sentence.

"Zul'ra Jin, my true soul mark is bound to Mardum. As a former member of the Burning Legion, if I mention the name of the corrupted Titans, he will definitely know it." Banehollow looked ugly. He had never seen a guy who dared to talk like that.

"Isn't this just right? I just want you to surrender to me!" Zul'ra nodded naturally.

"But if he knows about my betrayal, how can I serve you and get information about the Legion?" Banehollow said in sweet words.

"I'm really flattered that you are considering me so much. Then tell me, if you don't swear, how can I trust you? You know that devils like you are born liars." Zul'ra turned to a cold face and said that you are serving yourself. You are serious, I can't believe you.

"My real name... I am willing to offer my soul fragments and swear to this artifact with my soul that I will never lie to you. If I lie, I am willing to accept the punishment of this artifact." Banehollow was about to mention his real name, but saw Seeing Zul'ra's eyes turn sharp, he quickly spread out the four fingers of his right hand, and a green mark appeared in the palm of his hand. At the same time, he looked at Forest Sword in Zul'ra's hand and swallowed slightly.

"Mark, swear." Zul'ra looked at the mark in the palm of the four fingers of Banehollow's right hand, stretched out his right hand, and handed the sword to him.

"Banehollow swears to be loyal to Zul'ra Jin..." Banehollow sent out the green mark, and the circle of green light floated to Zul'ra's hand, turned into a circle of brand and fell on his palm, and then disappeared under the skin. After sending the mark, Dreadlords opened his mouth to swear, but was interrupted by the sword blade slapped on the face.

"Zul'ra, my name is Zul'ra. In addition, the name is just a code name, use the first person." Zul'ra patted Dreadlords's cheek with the blade of his sword and warned him that the real name may be special to demons and gods, but it is not that important, and the name is just a code name.

"Yes, yes, I swear that I am willing to be loyal to San La and never lie to him. If I violate this oath, I am willing to accept the punishment of this artifact." Bernholer had no choice but to bite the bullet and swear to San La.