This is what you promised me, Blake.

Give him to me!

I'll deal with him, I promise to cut off his head neatly, and I will honor Odin!"

"What kind of enemy is Cho'gall?"

The smelly pirate waved his finger, and the yawning idiot Fenna took out a small black tombstone from his bag and handed it to him. The pirate tossed the pocket tombstone up and down, and said to Heya:

"If you bear with me any longer, it won't take long before I can give you a war that you have to do your best to win. It is a war in which you will die if you are not careful.

That's the kind of war you need."

"That's what you said!"

Heya grabbed the war spear. The tall Vrykul snorted and stared at the fallen ogre in front of her with a predatory gaze. She licked her lips like a hungry person and said:

"If you can't keep your promise, I'll have to make do with you. If I don't get my war, I'll treat you as the target of a duel."

"I promise, if you can't have fun, I will go out and fight you personally."

The pirate said helplessly like coddling a child.

Heya then stepped into the demon portal opened by Uncle Sakir with satisfaction. Before leaving, she waved the war spear in her hand at Cho'gall with full malice.

Little Star is the last one to pass through the portal.

She looked at the corrupted Cho'gall in front of her with disgust, and completely gave up on learning Onyxia's method of growing to a huge size.

A beautiful girl like her who loves beauty cannot allow disgusting things like evil eyeballs to grow on her body. No wonder the stinky pirate calls this guy a monster. No wonder Garona must kill him.

This guy is so ugly!

Letting him live would be a kind of blasphemy to this beautiful world.

As the demonic portal dissipated in the fel fire, only Cho'gall, Black, and Khadgar were left on this quiet dune.

The wind in the desert was blowing, turning up the quicksand and flying, and the tumbleweeds were blown down the sand dunes. In this chilling atmosphere like a Western movie, Gujar laughed and raised his purple-black hand decorated with spikes.

Warhammer.

His two heads and three eyes stared at Blake at the same time, shouting:

"I have long heard in the news from the Endless Sea that you have degenerated into a greedy madman, Black! (But I didn't expect you to be so crazy! You sent your helpers away to confront the spokesperson of the Void Will head-on?

)"

"What arrogance! (What blasphemy!)"

"The void is screaming! It is roaring! On the land of the fallen god, I want to complete what I have not done before. (It wants me to sacrifice you to it, it is longing for your soul, and

I just want to break your neck!)"

As Cho'gall roared, the surrounding sand dunes continued to tremble and change. One after another, alien bugs emerged from the sand, and weird humanoid bugs emerged from the wind and sand with flapping wings.

In just an instant, Blake and Khadgar were surrounded by ferocious Qiraji. Cho'gall also waved his hands to summon the blazing fallen fire element and the dark element servants entangled in shadow.

The gate to the void is flickering open, and fallen creatures suspected of being faceless are also entering the material world under Cho'gall's call.

They were surrounded.

But Blake showed no fear.

He put his battle helmet on his head, moved his neck, and said to Cho'gall:

"Well, I want to interrupt your fantasy first. What is calling you is not the will of the void, but the corrupted will that C'Thun represents, which is part of the desire of the Lord of the Void.

The two are very similar.

It's easy for a layman like you to confuse them together, but it's not your fault. It's already great that Zhazai can understand this step.

You just don't have enough talent.

The true will of the void does not care what you do for it, and the pure void has no interest in conquering anything. It is only eager to spread more truth rather than destroy destruction."

The pirate shrugged and opened his hands. As Gu'gall looked at him in astonishment, a faint purple light lingered on his hands.

He said to Cho'gall:

"I know this very well, because I am the spokesperson of the Will of the Void in the material world! You...you are just an arrogant and arrogant fake.

There is indeed a guy who is going to be sacrificed to the void today!

But I don't think that would be me.

Khadgar, I'll leave the bugs to you, remember to stay away from me for a while.

This is a civil war in the void. You, a fragile flesh and blood creature, should not participate in it.

Of course, of course!

I know how loyal you are to your wife, so I will give this counterfeit the chance to make the final blow, and I will definitely make the money you spend worth it.

This is the code of the uncrowned."

Blake waved his hand, and a dark purple void rift swallowed up the sand dune under his feet, and tentacles of energy rolled and swept across like a giant snake, crushing the attacking insects to the ground.

The pirate, entangled in the pure light of the void, raised his hand, tickled Cho'gall in front of him, and said:

"The will of the void is urging, it is roaring, roaring, urging its spokesmen to kill the blasphemous counterfeit in front of them. It is because of stupid people like you who have only a half-knowledge of the truth but insist on showing off that the reputation of the void is so bad.

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Chapter completed!