For ordinary greedy dreamers, plucking the geese's hair is a basic skill, but there are always some guys who don't like to take the ordinary path, such as Blackshaw. Others' greed is to leave the hair, but he left the geese behind.

Greed is really greedy.

If you don’t want your life, you really don’t want your life.

Seeing that Black was about to take away 98% of Rukhma's remains, Ansu, a peerless old licker, completely failed to suppress his anger and gave Black a lesson on the spot.

Of course, considering that old Ansu is already old and the stinky pirate is in his prime, another bad scene of kicking the kindergarten and punching the nursing home was staged in Ansu's lair.

But Black is a guy who respects his elders after all, so he only used coercion to prevent Ansu from "committing suicide".

The power from the ancient sages to control emotions quickly penetrated into the spirit of the Crow God, instantly ending its anger and allowing Ansu to quickly enter a state of "forced calmness".

"You! You must explain the necessity of your actions!"

Ansu was in a very strange state at this time.

It clearly knows that it needs to get angry, that it needs to be angry, but there is only a sense of disgust in its calm heart, but it cannot arouse the angry emotion, as if it has been "spiritually cut" all of a sudden.

It flapped its wings and howled at Black. The pirate shrugged and repeated the theory that Xal'atath just said to Anzu.

He also gave the example of Yulong, the God of Wisdom.

Ansu has never seen the stone carvings of Yulong, but the unknown black crow lady Hesali next to him confirmed this statement. She also had eaten and seen it in Pandaria.

The sapphire sculpture of Dragon Heart is a famous wonder there.

"Supreme gods like Yulong Tianzun, who were born from the force of life and merged with elements, do not need the support of physical remains when they are reincarnated and resurrected.

From this point of view, Blake's statement is completely tenable."

Black Crow stroked his burning long hair and explained to Ansu:

"And it is very troublesome for you to carry so many bones with you. If you must ensure that Rukhma's bones are intact, then you must devote a lot of energy to maintaining it.

But these bones will gradually lose their power over time. The spirit of the sun is dead after all, and decay is the fate of the deceased. This is part of the natural cycle.

Rather than stubbornly pursuing material integrity, it is better to pursue symbolic unity."

The Archdruid used the theory of the Natural School to explain:

"Lord Black has promised that Rukhmar's complete soul can be gathered on the bones in your hands, so it doesn't really mean much whether the other parts are retained."

"Yes, my friend."

Blake gave Miss Black Crow a look of praise, and he persuaded Ansu:

"You left the remains of the goddess here as more of a memorial, but now that you have held the key to resurrecting Rukhma, it's time to look to the future.

Putting this pile of things here will only show your distortion and perversion.

It won't be good for your reputation if this gets out.

Come, I will start to help you gather Rukhma's soul and will now. This is a process that requires full concentration. You can't disturb me."

After saying that, the pirate took a few steps back and stood in front of Rukhma's blackened bird bones. Under Ansu's complicated gaze, he reached out and touched the remains of the sun spirit.

Xal'atath laughed with satisfaction, and transferred his dark will to Rukhmar's remains bit by bit in a manner that did not alarm others.

It's very much like the "occupation" of banshees.

With the transfer of her huge will, the will belonging to Rukhma contained in the bones was also peeled off bit by bit and pushed out of the remains.

Because Rukhmar's original will has been dead for more than thousands of years, this will is very fragile, so Xal'atath has to "quietly" take his time.

A little carelessness will irritate her.

This process took nearly over an hour to finally complete.

However, the effect was very good, because the stimulation of Xal'atath's void power caused some small "activities" in the sleeping Rukhma's will, especially the small section of her bones that was transferred to Ansu's eyes.

When he was in death, Old Ansu even clearly heard the sighs and calls of his goddess in her death dream.

That was what Rukhma was still talking about when he died several thousand years ago. That was what Rukhmar called Ansu's name before he died.

This scene made the old licking dog burst into tears instantly.

Totally unbearable.

Sadness overwhelmed it again, making Old Ansu seem to have returned to the day when Rukhma died, and its spiritual world collapsed on that day.

If Black and Hisari Black Crow weren't still here, Ansu would definitely hide in the lair and cry while holding the goddess's skull.

Alas, who is not a sad baby?

"Look, I didn't lie to you, right?"

After completing the ceremony, Blake put on a "tired" posture. He rubbed his forehead and said to old Ansu with complicated eyes in a coquettish manner:

"You can also feel that Rukhma's complete and vivid soul is in this small piece of bones in front of you. It is precisely because of the gathering that she is more alive than before."

As long as you carry it with you, you can feel more clearly that Rukhma is by your side at all times.

In fact, your goddess has never left you, you poor and lucky infatuated crow, so what you have to do now is not to be angry,

It’s not regret, nor sadness!

You useless old man, cheer up and work harder, bastard!

Now is the time to prepare everything in advance for the resurrection of your goddess. If everything goes well, I am sure to advance this matter within a month or two, but you can speed up this matter through your own actual actions.

do you understand me?"

"Understand!"

Ansu, who was "forced to calm down", hung the remains of Rukhma's soul in front of him with a chain made of wind around his neck.

It glanced at Blake and said:

"I will return to Skettis immediately and call on the fallen arakkoa to join the anti-demon camp in Shadowmoon Valley. Those bastards who disobey will be driven out of Skettis. May Setai devour their souls!

Tell me, what else do you need them for?

Say it all."

"Then I'm not polite, you let the most eloquent bastards among them, the 'Crow Claw Priests' who are responsible for guiding the spirit and faith of the fallen arakkoa, go to Azeroth!

I want them to spread prophecies about the coming of demons in that new world, and let them tell the residents of that world about the situation in Draenor.

I need them to speak out to prove the authenticity of my dark prophecy."

Blake rubbed his hands and said to Ansu very politely:

"After all, not all fallen arakkoa are bastards. Skettis has many priests who are loyal to you, right? They are all useful people, and since they are useful, they should be used well.

Give them a chance to live and let them serve our common cause.

in addition"

The pirate pointed to the Archdruid of Flame standing next to him, and he said to Ansu:

"This Hisari Black Crow Archdruid comes from a natural cult that worships the demigods of the wilderness. They have the ability to learn from the demigods and transform into beasts to fight.

As long as you get the blessing of the demigods, their recruits can learn the power of incarnation faster. If you have nothing to do, you can select some talented young people among them.

The decline and marginalization of the Raptor Druid is no longer a day or two.

The Mother of Birds they worshiped died in battle 10,000 years ago. Without a physical body, it was difficult for her to fully convey the wisdom of her wings and sky to her apprentices.

But you are also a demigod of the sky, Old Ansu. Although your wings are twisted and unable to fly, the sky is still your domain. Pass on your knowledge to them.

They will adore you.

I know you don't care about this, but you should at least think about Lord Rukhmar.

If she is bound to the Primordial Fire of Azeroth and wants to live in Azeroth in the future, she will also need some followers and servants to serve her."

The smelly pirate blinked and said:

"You can't let the noble and beautiful Rukhma do everything by yourself, and deal with trivial matters like daily food and cleaning the lair, right?

Is that appropriate?

"Of course it's inappropriate."

Ansu snorted slowly, combed his beautiful feathers with his wide mouth, and said:

"My Rukhma has to devote himself to promoting the virtues of the sun. How can he waste so much time on these trivial matters of life? Well, your proposal is very good. The noble goddess really needs some loyal servants.

Just like those arakkoa who had the honor of serving her.

I will examine these druids."

This answer surprised the Silissa Black Crow. Although Ansu in front of him could no longer fly, it could be seen from the previous brief battle that this old crow had two brushes.

Once they get its support, the Raptor Druids, who have always been in an awkward position among the Druids, will definitely be able to make great progress, which allows Miss Black Crow to temporarily put aside her inner prejudice against Black.

She nodded to the stinky pirate and said to Ansu:

"Then, Lord Anzu, please take some time to follow me to Gorgrond. I would like to introduce a noble person like you who is interested in safeguarding the power of nature to our leader.

Lord Staghelm will be delighted by this.

I will also summon my mentor, Skyroarer, currently the leader of the Raptor Druids, to come to Draenor to talk to you personally about learning knowledge."
To be continued...