What is the landscape like in the Shadow Realm?

Just from the name of this place, we can roughly guess the environment of this ghost place, a dim, lifeless in the conventional sense, a world filled with coldness and loneliness, maybe like hell, full of lava and a devastating sulfur atmosphere, only energy monsters can survive in this ghost place.

This is the imaginary Shadow Realm, or the Realm of Death, the realm where the dead should be... But in reality, it's not.

According to Vagliagasa, the Shadow Realm is a complete, innumerably larger world than the real world, or even a complete universe, which is like the opposite side of the real world, like two sides of the same coin, which exist in opposition to each other and merge with each other.

In every world, there is an entrance to the Dead Realm, which in some civilizations is seen as part of the cycle, and the legend of Death and Hell was born, but unfortunately, at least in Azeroth, there is no "normal" Grim Reaper in the regular sense of the word.

Hela, who holds the largest entrance to the Dead Realm of Azeroth, was supposed to be the Grim Reaper, but this mad woman has been completely distorted by hatred, and she frantically intercepts the soul that has entered the Dead Realm to forge her own army of revenge, without caring about the balance and cycle of life and death, which leads to the development of the world of Azeroth after 10,000 years, the total life of the mortal world is still only so much...

Bonsandy's "work attitude" is much better than Hela's, but the problem is that the entrance to the Dead Realm mastered by the Troll Reaper also seems to have some problems, and he can only control the life and death cycle of the troll, or sign some weird agreements with other beings to capture the souls of other races.

Moreover, Bonsandy can't forcibly control all the troll's souls, because there are other Loa competing with him for the belongings of the believer, and the power of death in the hands of the troll reaper is not strong, at least compared to the crazy Hela, he is at an absolute disadvantage.

However, these two people also have something in common, they both regard the knowledge related to the Death Realm as more precious than anything else, and never reveal a single word of this mysterious world, but now, the true face of this world has appeared in front of Tyrion's eyes.

Frankly, this truth made him feel a little... Astonished.

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"Hmm..."

"Uh..."

"Hmm..."

"Uh..."

Yuna sat curiously on a stone, looking at Tyrion in front of him with his eyes closed, constantly exhaling and inhaling, in Tyrion's hand, there was also a bottle of water that had drunk one-third, and a half-bitten local fruit, and the expression of the Great Lord of the Dark Blade, who had always been calm and awe-inspiring, was very "wonderful" at this time...

In this world, he found the five senses of being a living person and the strange physiological activities, and after entering this world for 10 minutes, when he was assimilated to a certain extent by the realm of death, the indifferent emotions in his heart seemed to be reactivated, and the indifferent scene in front of him seemed to become vivid.

At this time, he was readjusting to the action of "breathing", like a living person, using the action of exhaling and inhaling to make those organs in his body start to function again, and even let the cold blood in his veins begin to flow, although the lack of a heart in his chest caused the process of blood circulation to be somewhat awkward, but this sense, which had been lost for several years, was restored, and Tyrion felt a little new.

"Goo-goo"

He picked up the water bottle and gulped down several sips of water as Yuna watched, then kept the motion, savoring the warmth of the cold water as it flowed through his dry throat, and the sweetness of the water.

Yes, there was no need for those weird toxins, and in this new world, he could feel the taste of food just as well.

"It's amazing..."

After a moment, Tyrion opened his eyes, and he looked at the mountain stream shrouded in shimmering light in front of him, it was like a natural palace, and around the mountain stream, there were dozens of slender stone pillars, which had completely defended the principle of gravity, supporting the heavy mountain rocks above, and on the ground of this mountain stream, there was a very flat ring, with the natural lines of stones.

Truth be told, it's hard to say it's natural.

"Little Yuna, what's there?"

Tyrion pointed to the darkness beyond the mountain stream, and asked softly, beside him, little Yuna tilted her head and looked at Tyrion's finger, and she said with some boredom:

"It's nothing, it's just a black forest, and there's some weird birds in it, like crows, they're standing on the branches of the trees watching you, maybe they're cursing you, they're talking, they're screaming and swearing, and they're hard to listen to."

"Oh, really?"

The Great Lord of the Dark Blade nodded, he looked in that direction, he didn't see any Black Forest, he didn't see two crows, he didn't see anything, there was only a surging darkness there.

But Yuna won't lie to him, that is to say, the things he can see in the dead world are limited, and it is currently limited to this mountain stream, which may indicate that he is still not recognized by this world, but the special influence of this world on the necromancer has appeared on him, and after the dead enter here, it is like regaining the state when he was alive...

You can breathe, you can feel all your emotions, you can be happy, you can get rid of the pale and cold reality ... As its name suggests, the Realm of the Dead, a world for the undead.

Tyrion stood up, he took Yuna's hand, and slowly approached the darkness at the edge of the stone pillar of the mountain stream, the darkness and the glimmer of light split a clear boundary in front of his eyes, dividing the space in two, and the darkness in front of Tyrion's eyes was like a forbidden place.

The Great Lord of the Dark Blade took a deep breath, stretched out his finger, and touched the black light curtain in front of him, and between the finger touches, a series of fine sparks burst out from the halo, that cold and stimulating sense, like an electric shock, made Tyrion feel his fingers tingling, and he subconsciously pulled his fingers out of the darkness.

Feeling the faint pain on his fingers slowly disappearing, the Great Lord took a step back, his eyes looked at the darkness floating in front of him seriously, and he shook his head:

"Hmm... Maybe it's really not the time yet. It's time for us to go, let's get here this time. ”

As she spoke, Tyrion pulled Yuna and prepared to leave the way she came, but although the little ghost was a little dissatisfied, she didn't want to quarrel with her good friend because of this, so she followed Tyrion and prepared to leave her "home" in this world.

And at this moment, a slight sound sounded in the hearts of Tyrion and Yuna at the same time.

"Did you hear that?"

Yuna listened sideways, and after a few seconds, she blinked and looked at Tyrion:

"It told me to go to Noor... Nur is here, it told me, in the forest behind... I'm going to find Noor! With Noor, I'll never lose my way home! ”

"That's not right!"

Tyrion gripped Yuna's wrist tightly, he didn't hear the voice say anything, but an instinctive warning of danger was driving him out of the place, as if something bad was going to happen the next moment.

"Let's go! Come on! ”

He summoned the Black Fire Bone Sword with one hand, and pulled Yuna with the other hand to rush out of the dark mountain stream, and in Tyrion's vision, the darkness outside the mountain stream began to roll strangely, as if to completely engulf him, Yuna shouted dissatisfiedly:

"Stop! Tyrion, stop, Noor is behind, we can't just leave it here! ”

"Don't worry about Noor, silly girl, get out!"

Tyrion tried his best to move forward, but at this moment, the strange dizziness in his brain and the obscurity of his thinking made his steps stagger, and he turned back with difficulty, looked at Yuna, and said in a deep voice:

"It's... Angry, it's time for us to go. ”

"No!"

Yuna let out a scream that caused Tyrion to jerk back, only to see that the path they had come from was filled with a dark energy mist, and between the black mist, one after another, their bodies were covered in "armor" like black slime, and only faintly humanoid Dementors, those creatures that made people's scalps numb, emerge from the black fog one after another.

"Follow me, girl!"

Seeing the large number of Dementors in front of him slowly approaching in silence, Tyrion let go of Yuna, clenched the Black Fire Bone Sword in his hand with both hands, and the voice of the apocalypse also sounded in Tyrion's heart:

"What the hell are you in? This place makes me very uncomfortable! And, how did your power weaken so much? ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Tyrion gritted his teeth in response, watching the Dementors roar up from the ground, Tyrion took a step forward with his sword in both hands, the bone sword in his hand slashed a faint arc in the air, and between the black soul fire, the bone sword that had a terrible effect on the spirit severed and cut off the heads of the two Dementors without stopping.

But after being cut off, their bodies were like black ooze that strangely "melted" into the darkness, but being able to hurt these spirit monsters gave Tyrion a lot of confidence that as long as he could hack something to death, it would never be worth fearing.

Yuna was also clutching Tyrion's clothes, she had never seen so many Dementors dispatched together, and it was likely that all the Dementors in this unowned area were concentrated here under the orders of a higher will.

"Follow me! Girl! ”

The Great Lord lifted the little ghost and placed it on her shoulder, making her grasp her helmet, and he himself swung his bone sword, slashing left and right, slashing the approaching Dementors one by one, and struggling to make a way forward in the light curtain that pulsed like black mud.

But as Apocalypse and Agasa had warned, the longer he stayed in the Realm of Death, the more Tyrion's power dropped, and after the Dementor appeared, his power dropped even faster, and the moment he rushed into the front of the road, Tyrion even felt the weight of the bone sword in his hand... This shows that he has been weakened to an incredible degree.

"Ahead! Just ahead, keep walking, don't stop! ”

Yuna clutched Tyrion's helmet, and in the roaring negative energy, the little ghost's long white hair was blown up, and her sparkling eyes stared directly into the rolling darkness in front of her, guiding Tyrion home.

And the moment he stepped into the passage between the two realms, Yuna suddenly looked back, Tyrion didn't know what the little ghost saw, he only heard Yuna scream.

"Noor! You're finally here to help us! Wait for me... I'm here to save you! ”

Then he felt Yuna jump off his shoulder and run towards the darkness behind him, and the moment Tyrion turned his head, he happened to see the scene of Yuna running being engulfed in darkness.

"Nope! Una! Come back! Come back, girl! ”

Tyrion shouted, but he couldn't see Yuna anymore, and the moment the Guide jumped into the darkness, the path to the present world at Tyrion's feet immediately collapsed, and he seemed to have fallen into an abyss of endless shadows, with a thick dark mist on the left and right, and silence between the shadows, and Dementors of all shapes staring at him.

That grim gaze made Tyrion clench the heavy weapon in his hand, he was panting like a living man, how long had he not been so embarrassed?

"Your will is swaying, Tyrion... You're going to fail. ”

The gloating voice of the Apocalypse sounded in Tyrion's ears with undisguised schadenfreude, the unruly bastard weapon had always considered Tyrion's act of taking advantage of the fire to be a disgrace to it, and now, its sole owner was about to die at the intersection of the two worlds, and after Tyrion's death, Apocalypse could be sure that he would be "free" again.

"Shut up!"

The Great Lord of the Darkblade swung his bone sword and smashed the rushing Dementors to the ground, his own movements staggering, and in the midst of a weak dodge, a Dementor crept out of the darkness beneath Tyrion's feet, let out a silent sinister laugh, and reached out his disgusting hands to grab Tyrion's left foot.

At the moment of contact by the Dementors, Tyrion seemed to be thrown directly into the ice and snow at minus 100 degrees, his already obscure thoughts seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the energy in his body, those extremely weak energy, was also taken away by the Dementors.

Those monsters, the monsters in the darkness were like roaring beasts, taking advantage of the gap between Tyrion's defenses, they "passed" through Tyrion's body in a cheerful gesture, like ghosts, and each time they passed, they took away a part of the Great Lord's energy and dulled his frozen mind even more.

If this continues, in less than 30 seconds, Tyrion will be in eternal silence due to the extinguishing of the soul fire.

With difficulty, in the attack of the Dementors, he touched his finger to the storage ring with difficulty, this action took him nearly 10 seconds, and the moment his finger touched the dark ring, a large bag of bottles and cans appeared in his hand, and then fell to the ground, those potions scattered in all directions, Tyrion gritted his teeth, in a slow-motion gesture, raised the bone sword in his hand, and then smashed it on the golden medicine bottle at his feet.

"Wow"

The condensed holy water collided with the extreme negative energy at this moment, as if it erupted into endless firelight, like a golden bonfire being ignited, scaring those cheerful Dementors away, and they kept retreating, and even the surrounding earth like black mud surging became clear again.

Tyrion, covered in frost, sat on the ground, and with a shudder, he picked up the Shadow Protection Potion, twisted it, and poured it into his mouth.

"Uh... Uh, it's dangerous, almost... Almost glorious..."

"Tyrion! You okay? ”

Yuna's shout also sounded at this moment, Tyrion responded weakly, and the next moment, Yuna's figure pounced out of the darkness that led to nowhere, like a cannonball smashed into Tyrian's arms, this little ghost had no idea what terrible fate her running had brought to Tyrion, she was tired of Tyrion at this time, and showed her friends what she was holding with a happy face.

"Look! Noor, I found it! It's here to help us. ”