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80. The Real Proudmoore (Part 1)(1/2)

When he saw three hellfires smashing into the Tomb of the Gods, Blake, who was harvesting heads on the battlefield, knew that the matter of Garona and Gul'dan had entered the final stage.

He quickly killed the Ravager clan warrior closest to him, threw out the hook lock, and ran towards the entrance of the Tomb of the Gods.

And the moment he rushed up the cliff, he happened to see Garona's figure rushing out of the rumbling Tomb of the Gods.

"Bang"

The legendary assassin with a relaxed look didn't say anything. He waved and dropped Gul'dan in his hand at Black's feet, and made a polite "please" gesture.

As for Mr. Pirate, he also didn't make any damn remarks.

He is still busy.

So much experience is waiting for him to harvest.

"Shua"

The legendary sword Sankesu jumped into his hand and was dragged forward by Black.

The sharp blade dragged on the ground, bringing up sparks, and Gul'dan, who was lying there unable to move his head or neck, glanced at the executioner, and the pirate also stared at him.

This is a human being that I have never seen before...

etc!

He has seen it!

Although the human being in front of him was wearing a face covering and his head was hidden, his eyes looked familiar, as if he had seen them a few days ago.

Right!

He has indeed seen it!

Dai Lin!

The King of the Sea, Daelin Proudmoore, has a pair of eyes like this!

"This is the first time you have met me, Gul'dan, but it is not the first time I have met you. Believe me, I am your 'old friend'. There was a time when I would 'visit' every week.

You once."

Black grabbed the legendary sword with both hands and silently blinked at Gul'dan who was lying there waiting for death.

He said in his heart:

"In the name of those two liquid hellfire mounts that are clearly on the drop list but I can't see them, die! You miser!"

"Shua"

Cut it off with the sword.

Maybe he sensed who the guy whose head was about to be chopped off was.

The flame blade Sankesu, which had been silent all this time, suddenly lit up with elemental fire on the frosted black blade at the moment when the blade cut through the air.

Blake was just like the old Dahl, wielding the legendary sword that was invincible and wrapped in flames, like waving a ball of flame, creating a perfect arc in the air.

The rising fire illuminated Gul'dan's dark red eyes.

In the next moment, the bone was cut into the flesh without any hindrance.

And after that ball of fire lit up, there was only darkness in front of the great warlock's eyes.

fine.

fine...

My body is dead, but my soul is finally free.

Gul'dan's soul floated out from the headless corpse. He had achieved the goal in advance. After his death, his soul would return to his loyal disciple Cho'gall.

He is free.

Everything is really rough today, but it doesn't matter.

He still has a chance, he still has...

"Buzz"

A pale light suddenly lit up in the darkness in front of the great warlock's eyes, like three or four dancing poisonous snakes, piercing the darkness and whizzing in, entangling Gul'dan in the astonished perception of his soul.

Little by little, I was dragged back to a cold, ghostly place that exuded low fog and ominousness.

wrong!

Not so!

My plan is not like this!!!

"Look at him, he thinks he can still run. He's so cute and silly."

The more Gul'dan's soul struggled, the tighter it was bound by the pale light. Behind him, Blake, who was holding a bright soul-inducing lamp, looked at Gul'dan's soul with a very regretful look.

soul.

After wearing the title of "Soul Hunter", he can see these ghosts that ordinary people cannot see.

This is a legendary soul.

If you translate it into experience...

Well, I don’t want to anymore.

This soul was meant to be given away as a "gift", and it was destined not to come into my own hands. What a pity.

"No!!!"

As Gul'dan's soul howled, he was completely dragged into the soul lamp by the power of Hades.

Logically speaking, the soul should only weigh 21 grams, but the moment Gul'dan's soul entered the soul-inducing lamp, Black's wrist suddenly sank.

"Good guy."

The pirate said in an exaggerated tone as if he were singing:

"How much sin has been added to it to make this soul so heavy? Maybe our Queen Hela will dance with joy after getting it.

The premise is that if she can really get it..."

"Quack gua gua"

The little fishman huddled in Blake's arms seemed to have discovered something good at this moment.

It quickly jumped out of the owner's arms, ran out shaking its body, and ran back a few seconds later holding something.

He held it high like a treasure and presented it to Blake.

Those cute big eyes were full of flattery.

Obviously, the little fish man with an improved IQ knew that he had just made a mistake and broke a good weapon of the owner, and he was trying to show his "competence" to make Blake feel relieved.

And what it holds in its paws is also magical.

That was Gul'dan's head severed by the flaming blade.

This great warlock is the first warlock in Draenor and the first warlock in the orc civilization. He is the orc who has been exposed to evil energy for the longest time.

Over the years, Gul'dan has absorbed so much evil energy into his body that the blood flowing in his veins is no longer even blood. When he was alive, he could suppress the surge of evil energy with his powerful spellcasting ability.

But after death, those evil powers lose control.

This energy originating from the depths of the stars and in the twisted void is inherently corrosive to the body and mind. The moment Gul'dan's soul left his body, it began to corrode the flesh and blood of the great warlock.

Right in front of Black and Garona, in the claws of the little murloc, the flesh and blood on Gul'dan's head was also rapidly emitting white smoke like wind.

It looks very much like biological materials that have been thrown into concentrated sulfuric acid.

In just the blink of an eye, all the flesh and blood on it faded away.

Only an orc skull wrapped in shadow and evil energy was left, as well as his eyes, the crystallized, dark red eyes, like gems, existing in the eye sockets of the skull.

"Ha, I'm just here for it."

Blake grinned, hung the soul-inducing lamp on his waist, reached out and took Gul'dan's skull from the paws of the flattering little murloc, and tossed it in his hand.

He took off Gul'dan's crystallized eyes and placed them in his other hand.

Even if he is not a spell caster, he can feel the powerful magic power present in these two things, the kind of magic power shock that can be detected without the use of eyes.

Blake glanced at the equipment slot of the character card and his eyes widened a bit.

But he soon regained his composure.

He looked back at Garona with her arms folded behind him, handed over the crystal eyes in his left hand, and said:

"Do you want to keep one as a souvenir? I can only take one. I want to give the other one away as a reward for asking a big shot to keep the secret for me.

When he receives this gift, he will definitely be ecstatic, and he may have to recite Holy Light Blessing several times when praying at night.

In terms of my future career, it is very important to establish a good relationship with him in advance."

"Ugh, that's disgusting."

Garona was in a good mood and even made a joke. She pretended to be disgusted, bared her fangs at the corner of her mouth, took a few steps back, waved her hand and said:
To be continued...
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