Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 211 Traveler's Travel Notes

Dasa was wearing a loose white robe, sitting with his legs crossed by a pool, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was calm.He is currently training according to the requirements of Grian's promotion.

Be calm and let go of distracting thoughts.

These are not easy for Dasa, and he still has a long way to go before his inner anger can be controlled.

Amidst the gentle sound of running water, Dasa reluctantly opened his eyes.

"How's the progress today? Dasa."

Kirk looked at Daza whose robes had been wet by splashing water with concern.

"As usual, it's not going well."

Dasa shook his head, he was very dissatisfied with his current training progress.

This kind of thing is very strange, the more he wants to achieve something, the harder it is to achieve it.

Grian's promotion and practice were extremely difficult for Dasa. If he had a choice, he would rather fight a hundred abominations in the gladiatorial arena of the Theater of Sorrows than sit and practice here anymore.

But the reality is, he has no choice.

"Take your time, your practice will get better."

Kirk patted Dasa on the shoulder.

"I've been talking about me, how is your side? Is your practice going well?"

Dasa touched his face with the clear water from the pool, and looked at him.

"Haha, same as you. No progress."

Kirk smiled when he heard Dasa's words, then shrugged helplessly.

"Then why don't you hurry up and practice to see my joke?"

After listening to the other party's words, Dasa smiled and hammered the other party's shoulder.

"Hey, isn't this here to find some balance? Where did you tell me about your journey last time? Oh, by the way, that Revendreth, tell me about the situation there."

Kirk scratched his hair.

"Let's wait until DeVos comes back to talk about the travel experience. I still have to continue to try how to calm down."

Daza isn't going to start now, he's going to talk about his travels when DeVos returns from duty.

"I don't suggest you do this. Your current mentality will only get worse."

After hearing Dasa's words, Kerke hurriedly blocked his cultivation.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Dasa wasn't going to stop now.

"Okay, I'll just stay here and watch over it with you. If you have any questions, I'll ask the nearby promoted person for help as soon as possible."

Kirk shook his head. He knew that once Dasa made his decision, it would be useless for anyone to persuade him. He was very stubborn.

"Haha, then I can be more confident and bold."

Hearing what Kirk said, Dasa became more relaxed.

Cross your legs together again, close your eyes and concentrate.

I began to try again to tame my inner distractions and emotions.

Feeling the cool breeze around him, the sound of the waterfall accompanied by the sound of the bell, Dasa's thoughts were gradually immersed, but soon the tranquility in his heart was broken by the shaking drums in his memory.

The sound of shouting and killing all over the sky, and the sound of the collision of weapons engulfed his thoughts in an instant.

War, kill, survive.

Nothing to do with morality, nothing to do with ideals, just to survive.

Anger burst out from Dasa's heart again, and the bright red anger was like the bright red blood.

"what!"

Dasa suddenly opened his reddened eyes, panting heavily.

Kirk stood beside him with a nervous expression on his face.

"are you OK."

"Huh~huh~I, I should be fine."

Dasa panted heavily and shook his head, his red eyes gradually returned to normal after he woke up.

Daza failed again, and he was both depressed and angry at the moment.

He was ashamed that he had failed in his practice, and angry that he couldn't control his thoughts.

"Listen, man. You really can't go on now, you gotta go slow."

Kirk looked at Dasa seriously. He hoped that the other party could stop and adjust his mentality first, and if he continued to practice like this, something serious would happen.

"Ok."

Dasa could only nod.

Dasa, who was like a drowned rat, left the pool accompanied by Kirk, and there were quite a few Kyrians in the same situation as them.

The practice of promotion is not easy, what they can do is to remove the impurities in the depths of the soul in this practice again and again, and gradually refine their souls.

Walking on the stone road, listening to the sound of winged lions flapping their wings and flying across the sky, and the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass leaves in the golden field, the promotion fortress is always so peaceful.

In other words, the theme of the entire shadow world is a static word.

After all, this is the kingdom of the dead.

"Calm down, it's not easy."

Daza looked at Kirk beside him with a wry smile.

"Who says no, but buddy, I think your anger is too strong, can you tell me about your past experience?"

After Kirk started practicing in Dasa, he saw the bright red anger bursting out from the opponent's body, which made him very curious about Dasa's origin.

"There's nothing I can't say, I remember what I told you before."

Daza began to retell the story of his survival in Azeroth to Kirk again.

In this way, the two walked along the stone road towards the grove where Dasa was resting.

"Hey, I guessed you two guys were here!"

DeVos' voice came from overhead, obviously she had just returned from duty.

She knew the resting place of Daza and Kork in the Ascension Bastion.

So as soon as she was on duty, she couldn't wait to fly to Dasa. The other party's travel notes were really wonderful, and it also let her know a lot of news about other circles in the shadow world that she didn't know before.

"DeVos? Is your duty over?"

Daza looked up at De Vos who had fallen from the sky, and the other party had already taken off his helmet.

"It's over, so I rushed back immediately, what were you talking about just now?"

DeVos landed in front of Daza and Kolker and stared at them.

"Talking about things before my death."

Kolker looked at DeVos and said.

"There's nothing to talk about before, after all, it's all in the past. Our focus should be on the present, in the Shadow Realm."

De Vos doesn't care about the memories and things of her life. It's not just her who thinks so, but the entire Grians in the promotion fortress.

They choose to forget and give up more about their previous experiences.

Because those things will only affect their future jobs after promotion.

But Dasa's travel notes are different. This is what he experienced after his death, and it is also the real knowledge about the whole picture of the shadow world.

These are different from the experience in life.

"Take a break, I know what you want to hear. DeVos."

Dasa was also a little tired of walking, he left the stone road and came to the golden field beside him, found a tree to lean against and sat down.

"Last time you said that Revendreth has always been dark, how do the guys there live?"

Devos followed Dasa's footsteps and sat under the tree, asking him about Revendreth.

"Ah Revendreth..."

Dasa told Devos and Kirk what he had seen about Revendreth, and also told them about the responsibilities of Winhills.

"Those sinful souls can still be released after repenting?"

When De Vos heard that those guilty souls were still released, he showed unprecedented surprise.

"Then what are you going to do? Guilty but not incurable, they can naturally be forgiven after recognizing their sins."

Daza held a handful of grass in his mouth, put his hands on his head and looked at the sky with his eyes.

"They should be thrown into the Maw!"

De Vos's temper was far worse than what Dasa remembered. She didn't believe that the sinners sent to Revendreth would ever recognize their sins.

She felt that the guys who committed so many crimes should never be released again.

They are simply a bunch of hopeless guys.

"Speaking of the Devouring Abyss, my next travel destination is there."

Dasa looked up at the floating islands and floating buildings in the sky.

"What?! Are you crazy!"

After hearing what Dasa said, De Vos looked at his face in surprise.

"That ghostly place of Devouring Abyss can only be entered and cannot be exited."

Kirker was also surprised by Dasa's thoughts.

Why do you want to go to Devouring Yuan if you are so good?

"Actually, the trouble that threatens the entire Shadow Realm lies in that so-called place where you can only enter and cannot exit."

Daza didn't intend to talk too much on the subject, because there was no need.

These two will not have anything to do with Chu Yuan in the future, so he didn't continue to tell them too much about Chu Yuan.

Casually made a haha ​​and passed.

De Vos naturally heard that Dasa was unwilling to discuss this matter in depth, so he had to give up.But soon her attention was completely attracted by what Dasa said about the origin of heart energy.

Anima, the anima that supplies all areas of the entire Shadowlands is provided by Revendreth.

But how can these hearts come from?

Indeed, few souls care.

Today, De Vos learned the ins and outs of anima from Dasa.

Tortured and squeezed by the Winthirs from the souls of those sinners.

After hearing this, De Vos finally understood why Dasa was unwilling to discuss the previous topic with her.

"As I said, these souls have made atonement for the mistakes they have committed. Those extracted hearts have provided the activities of the entire Shadow Realm, ensuring the peace of all walks of life."

Dasa spat out the grass in his mouth, leaned against the tree and looked at Devos in a relaxed manner.

"Oh, but it's not enough. Not enough."

DeVos' expression remained icy.

"This matter is not our concern, DeVos. We are Kyrian, we only serve the Shadowlands, not the arbitrators."

Dasa looked at the jealous De Vos and reminded him lightly.

Remember your responsibilities.

After hearing this, DeVos stopped talking.

"Okay, Daza. That's all about Revendreth's side, you should tell me about your time in Maldraxxus."

Kirk noticed the somewhat stiff atmosphere and sounded a reminder.

"Okay, I'll tell you about Maldraxxus."

Daza smiled and looked at Kirk.

He thinks this guy is a talented guy who can read the atmosphere of the scene.

Compared to Revenders, Maldraxxus did attract Devos' attention, but not much.

But when Daza mentioned the Theater of the Dead and its unique gladiatorial fighting system, DeVos couldn't hold back.

"Is Maldraxxus so chaotic at all?! Does the military lord just ignore it?"

"The soul of Maldraxxus is a large group of aggressive and ruthless people who are unwilling to be lonely and have ambitions. You expect them to be as orderly as they were promoted to the fortress? It is too embarrassing."

Daza shook his head and introduced the basic situation of Maldraxxus to Devos.

"This is not a reason to ignore it, as long as these souls are sent to Revendreth."

DeVos stopped mid-sentence.

Yeah, what made her think she was going to send those guys' souls to Revendreth?
Just relying on her personal preferences? !

She is just a Kyrian promotion, not an arbitrator!
"The mission of Maldraxxus is to protect the peace and stability of the Shadow Realm. All the practices there are also to ensure the strength of this army. There is no army that does not train."

Dasa patted DeVos on the shoulder, and he could see that this guy was a bit cynical.

"You have said so much, have you ever participated in the gladiatorial fight there?"

DeVos looked at Dasa seriously.

"Yes, and I also became the gladiator champion there."

Dasa replied with a relaxed face.

"Consul! You are a Kyrian! How did you think you would participate in such a competition?"

DeVos was stunned, she couldn't imagine a Grian going to participate in the gladiatorial competition at the Theater of Sorrows.

"What's the matter? As Kyrian, why can't I participate in Maldraxxus's gladiatorial competition? Do we have this rule?"

Dasa sees nothing wrong with his behavior.

"I will report this matter to the saints, Dasa, if you do this, it will cause an accident between Maldraxxus and the promotion fortress."

The more De Vos thought about Dasa's behavior, the more he became afraid, and finally thought that this matter should be reported to the Saints.

"I think the saints should have known it, or from the consul."

Dasa didn't think that his actions in the Theater of Sad Death of Maldraxxus had not been informed by the military master to his eldest daughter.

Until now when I came back, the other party did not send a special person to find me, which is enough to show that the two sides have acquiesced in my actions in Maldraxxus.

"I don't think so. The Saints have a lot to deal with, and they probably don't know what you're doing there."

DeVos doesn't think so.

"Okay, okay. Then please tell them."

Dasa waved his hand indifferently.

"Let's go to Bliss Fort now and report to the saints and the consul!"

As DeVos said, he jumped up from the ground, grabbed Dasa's hand, and pulled him up from the ground.

"Go as soon as you want, why are you teasing me?!"

Dasa was surprised.

"You go with me and explain these things to the consul and the saints! Let's go!"

After speaking, De Vos hugged Dasa's arms and walked towards the sky.

"Good luck, friend."

Kirk watched Daza and Devos go away and waved with a smile.

(End of this chapter)