Communing with Heaven and Earth
"How do you want me to help you?" Ulatek pondered for a long time and then asked Sang La. ✎🎉 🎃💜
"Lend me your strength!" Zul'ra raised the banner in her left hand and earnestly made her request.
"Tch, why should I help you? There's no benefit in it!" Ulathek looked at the earnest Trolls, tossing the snake head aside, his tone full of disdain.
"Because I have never let you down, this is just a small favor for you." Zul'ra looked at Ulathek.
"Then grant me one request." A longing gleamed in Ulathek's serpentine eyes.
"I simply cannot do that, Goddess. If I make such a promise, all you will receive is disappointment." Zul'ra stopped Ulathek from saying it aloud. He would not consider the matter of the Supreme Loa, because he had no idea what it was and could not do it.
"If you can't make me the supreme one, then you're disappointed." Ulathek turned his head away, glancing at Zul'ra with only his almond-shaped snake eyes.
"I don't have a way to make you the Supreme Being, but I can prevent others from becoming the Supreme Being." Zul'ra looked at the old man who seemed about to leave and felt a pang of toothache. She forced herself to make a promise.
"What are you saying!" Ulathek was slightly taken aback.
"This is all I can do. If you're unwilling to help me, then there's nothing I can do. I'll have to do it myself!" Zul'ra didn't explain much to Ulathek, but simply asked her for the final result. If she wasn't willing, then he would have to take matters into his own hands.
"Wait, what exactly do you want to do?" Ulathek asked impatiently when Zul'ra didn't give him much time to think.
"I need to borrow your power to reach all things in the world and connect with heaven and earth. Will you help me?" Zul'ra made no attempt to hide his intentions as he asked this final question.
"Contact... never mind, I'll help you." Ulathek quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind, but in the end he still succumbed to Zul'ra's promise. There was only one Supreme Loa, and he couldn't get Zul'ra's full support, but partial support might not be bad. Once this opportunity was gone, there wouldn't be another one.
"Come on!" Zul'ra was secretly pleased to see that Ulathek had agreed, and raised the flag in her left hand.
"Tch." Ulathek looked at the white snake embroidered on the banner and couldn't help but make a strange sound. Then, his huge, illusory figure suddenly shrank and burrowed into the snake banner.
The divine power of Ulathek was immense, far too great for a small snake banner to contain. A tremendous force surged forth from the banner, bringing the embroidered white snake to life. A portion of this power also flowed from the banner shaft into Zul'ra's body.
"Drum." Zul'ra felt the power surging into her body through her left arm. After closing her eyes for a long while, she suddenly pointed the blade of her sword.
"Dong!" The guards standing around the altar, responding to Zul'ra's command with their Tooth-Soldiers, tacitly struck the large drums with their mallets. The synchronized drumbeats, combined with the hymns and prayers of the Priest on the other side, added a magnificent touch to the sacred and pious atmosphere.
"Under the sun's shadow, amidst the candlelight, this is my realm, Kalimdor." Zul'ra, in sync with the drumbeats, pointed his longsword at the blazing sun above the white clouds. With the blessing of the gods, magic overflowed from his body, strands of it wrapping around the totem poles erected around the altar.
Around the circular altar, in eight directions, totem poles are driven into the ground. These totem poles are activated by magic, instantly spreading out and forming a huge aura.
"The mountains and rivers remain, the past leaves no trace, the sun shines brightly, and the spring breeze is gentle." Zul'ra pointed his sword in all directions and chanted in the ancient and difficult Zandalar language. The surging magic and totem poles intertwined, and the superposition of power gradually expanded his consciousness and inspiration, making his voice ethereal and otherworldly.
"Time flows leisurely, carefree and at ease, fleeting like clouds and changing stars." As the chanting continued, every blade of grass, every clod of earth, and every breath around the altar began to gradually enter Zul'ra's consciousness.
"Heaven and earth separate and unite, mortals gather and disperse, the first sound of time, lively and melodious." The surging magic and the totem pole were completely linked, the soil turned into dust, the sound of the flames dancing, and every pore and hair of every person were taken into Zul'ra's consciousness. He felt as if he had become one with all things.
"The heavens move with unyielding strength, and the earth is vast enough to contain all things." Zul'ra's consciousness almost merged with the elements and nature. In his ethereal voice, the clouds covering the sky began to condense, the white sky darkened, and the clouds in the sky were misty. Drops of light rain fell from the sky.
"As all things revive, reality and illusion intertwine; we, the younger generation, strive for self-improvement, and never give up."
The earth and the spirit of nature, ravaged by the Scourge for years and suffering immense pain, let out a joyful sound the moment the rain and dew fell from the sky. At that very moment, Zul'ra seemed to vanish, and time seemed to stand still.
The rain, shimmering with luster and carrying the power of the elements, lingered in the air like strings of beads. Zul'ra's thoughts also came to a standstill, but his consciousness remained and expanded infinitely.
The surging magma underground, the blazing sun in the sky, the tranquil ocean currents, the World Tree standing tall on Mount Hyjal, the movement of the sun, moon, and stars—all of these were captured into Zul'ra's consciousness in an instant. His consciousness did not linger on these things but rapidly expanded its exploration.
Finally, the world fell silent, and Zul'ra's consciousness, like that of an infant, suddenly awoke. As if caught in a fleeting glimpse of the world, he sensed a presence from the vastness of heaven and earth, and the other party seemed to sense him as well.
"Boom..." A pair of sleepy eyes opened from the depths of time and space. Zul'ra felt as if he had exploded. The consciousness in these eyes was just beginning to awaken, but it was full of power, full of wisdom, and full of everything he could think of that was necessary for a god.
Their eyes met in a moment of bewilderment, as if the other person were waking from a deep dream. It took them a long time to react, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, followed by a sense of relief and hope. But before the other person could react, Zul'ra dared not linger any longer. Her consciousness began to expand further, and this expansion could be described as a dispersion.
Zul'ra withdrew his gaze from the other person, his consciousness rapidly dissipating. At the same time, within his body in the material world, Ulathek sensed his consciousness on the verge of dissipation and quickly used his power to help him gather it together.
The unlimited expansion of consciousness, reaching the same frequency as the universe, would cause a person to disappear entirely. This was one of the two major risks Zul'ra took, but fortunately, he sought help from Ulathek before taking the risk.
Aside from the danger of losing his consciousness, Zul'ra faces a second danger: the being he is facing is one he lacks the ability to communicate with. If he forces himself to make contact, he fears he will also be assimilated into the universe.
Zul'ra used the dispersion of his consciousness to avoid communication with the other party, and then Ulathek help him from the outside world. His consciousness dispersed and then regrouped. The sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers began to recede rapidly. In this receding vision, that being did not give up and chased after him, sending out a few simple thoughts.
Zul'ra's consciousness was like being trapped between the wheels and rails of a train, barely accepting the few fragments of consciousness that the other party had given her, before abruptly withdrawing from the mysterious realm of consciousness.
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