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In interpersonal interactions in any world, there are certain rules that anyone in the middle of it must follow.

Add an unknown stranger to tell you a big point, and in general, you may not thank him, you will only find him annoying.

What really matters in determining whether you want to listen to and accept his advice is what the person you are talking to has done and what he is doing.

If you want to impress others with a few beautiful words, your words will carry enough weight, in other words, any language that wants to achieve its goal must be accompanied by tangible actions.

For example, in the current Midnight Graveyard, Tyrion is not just trying to persuade Agassa, he has actually made a move, and he has proven his actions.

"You and your sisters will be free, never again under the control of Hela or Odin, but everything will come at a price, and their souls will be bound to mine!"

Tyrion stretched out his hands, and at the tips of the ten fingers, black soul fire pulsed, and he reached his fingers for Vagri's body, a movement that made Agatha feel uncomfortable, and she tried to struggle, but the chains under her feet held her tightly in place.

Until Tyrion's ten fingers covered in black fire, like scorching knives, stabbed into her chest.

"Ah!!h

The Shadow Angel felt her heart choke, the soul-burning pain that made her scream wildly, her arms subconsciously clenching Tyrion's body, and the power of Varri crushed Tyrion's armor.

"I, Tyrion. Blade of Dawn, King of the Blades, Ruler of the Necromancy! I will grant you free will to walk in the world of the living, and as long as I continue to live, you and your sisters will continue to live! ”

Tyrion searched for a link between them and Hela's soul in the body of Vargri's soul in the way that Bonsandy had carefully taught, and it was a very painful process for him now, and in the process, his soul felt no less sting than Agassa, but he had to do it.

"Freedom, life... and power beyond death. Is this my covenant with you, willing to accept my gift? ”

Tyrion's face became paler and paler, and in the trembling of Agatha's whole body, his fingers were tightly clasped at the node of the dark light in the soul of Varri, and he looked at Varri's eyes in front of him, and he cried out:

"Agassa! You! Can't refuse this gift! ”

"Click"

Tyrion gathered all the power of her soul in the palm of her hand, the black flame representing the power of her soul was active to the extreme at this moment, Agasa also realized what Tyrion was doing, her eyes that had been darkened by her long-term imprisonment also shone with the light of a last fight, her arms became gentle, and she embraced the painful Tyrion into her arms, and the power of the Shadow Angel resonated with Tyrion's soul at this moment.

"Bang"

The dark nodes in her soul body suddenly shattered like broken glass, and the black flame representing the power of Tyrion's soul burst out from inside Wagri's soul body at this moment, like black fire falling from the sky, enveloping Vargri and Tyrion in her arms.

At this moment, the high-ranking knights who were resting in Stormwind City felt the tremor of the soul of the King of Darkblades almost at the same time, and the quiet midnight garden was like an explosive torrent at this moment, and the resting knights carried their weapons, silently stepped on their war horses, and rushed to the cemetery from all directions.

And after the black flames faded, under the silent gaze of the high-ranking knights who rushed around, a tall Wagri with a pale light lingering all over her body, without a trace of darkness, half-knelt in the center of the cemetery, her wings gathered to protect her body, under the gaze of those silent knights, Agasa, who had regained her freedom, picked up her battle helmet from the ground and fastened it to her head.

She looked at the unconscious King of the Blades in front of her with a complicated expression, and finally, she reached out and gently held Tyrion in her arms.

"Bonsandi does teach you a lot, but... It's not the power you should use right now... Reckless behavior always comes at a price, and if you're still sober, I'll ask you... Is it worth it? ”

Vargri picked up the King of the Blades, and she strolled forward, the High Knights slowly making way for her, for they could clearly feel that the pure and noble creature in front of them had a solid connection to their king's soul, and that they were symbiotic.

"Wow"

Under the gaze of the high-ranking death knights, the white wings behind Agasa flapped, holding Tyrion and rushing into the night sky of Stormwind City, just like an angel descending on the earth, and this scene was also seen by many living people who were awakened by the activities of the necromancy, they were stunned to watch the legendary white angel rushing into the sky with the king of the necromancers, and some sincere believers even knelt on the ground and called this scene a miracle.

In the sky, a gentle night breeze whistling Vargri's long white hair, she looked down at the unconscious Tyrion, and whispered:

"Tyrion. Dawnblade... I, Agassa, I accept what you give... Freely. ”

"Thank you."

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"Wow, whoa"

Vargri's flight speed is very fast, they can freely travel through the shadow world and reality, which means that nothing in reality can stop their footsteps, which makes Agassa's flight very "convenient", her figure shines between the trees and rocks, and crosses the hills of the eastern continent at a very fast speed, and in just ten minutes, she has come from Stormwind City to the barren snow-capped mountains of Kazmodan.

In the dark of the night, Agassa's figure stopped outside an unnamed cemetery in the mountains, her wings folded, and her hands held the unconscious King of the Blades in an ambiguous gesture, striding into the snow-covered cemetery in front of her.

"Annala, come out, I know you're here!"

Agasa shouted a name in the snowstorm, and moments later, in the deepest part of the cemetery, a guy who resembled her by 6 points appeared before her eyes.

It looked like a Vargri, too, but unlike Agatha in a battle helmet, her graceful body was covered with only a soft layer of tulle, a faint blue light lingered around her body, and her wings were softer than the outline of Varri's wings, and between the flapping of her wings, the creature named Annara was actually more like an angel of mortal legend than Varri.

She is a soul healer and the protagonist of those angelic legends.

The relationship between the Soul Healer and Vargri is very complicated, they come from the same origin, but when Hela led Varri to betray Odin, not all Vargri stood opposite Odin with her.

Led by the sea sorceress Al, Golden Vagri is a cult believer in Odin, who sees the ritual of distorting Vagri's soul as a kind of glorious ascension accompanied by pain, and after Hela's betrayal, El and her golden Valkyrie remain on Odin's side.

There are also a few Vagri who resent Odin's cruelty, but are also unwilling to follow Hela in betrayal, and in the midst of the hostility between the two sides, they finally chose to flee like cowards, without contacting anyone on either side, and formed a small group of themselves, distributed in all corners of the world.

They are soul healers, and they are better at healing soul wounds than Vagri, who is good at fighting and recruiting souls, and by the way, some souls that should not die are returned to their bodies.

At present, in the few real "resurrection" cases in the whole world, there are soul healers involved, but probably because of past experiences, most of the soul healers are very withdrawn, they will not appear in front of mortals, secrecy is their code of action, but after Hela forcibly broke the soul cycle of the abyss of hell, these stubborn soul healers are still trying to maintain the cycle of life and death in the world.

"Agassa? Hela's doglegs! Why..."The eldest sister of "mercy" has finally decided to attack us? ”

The tone of the soul healer Anala is not friendly, it is natural, over the past tens of thousands of years, the traps and traps from Hela have caused them to lose many sisters, the former eldest sister, in the eyes of the current soul healer, has degenerated into a real monster, even more hateful than Odin.

"I'm okay with Hela anymore."

The wings behind Agasa opened, and that pure pale halo shone on her body, this was the original soul light of Vagri, which was different from the golden Varri infused with the power of the Titans, and the shadow Varri who was infused with the power of the underworld, this was the purest soul.

"With the help of my new friends, I was freed from the eternal loneliness..."

Agasa gently placed Tyrion on the ground in her arms, and she looked at the soul healer in front of her, and she whispered:

"I'm sorry for what we did to you in the past, but trust us, we didn't hurt our former sisters..."

"Hurt?"

Anala, the soul healer, said sarcastically:

"Twist my sisters into brainless monsters, infuse the power of the shadows into their pure bodies, and turn them into merciless killing machines, and you just call that "harm"? ”

She glanced down at the unconscious Tyrion, and the soul healer quickly frowned:

"A necromancer, a powerful necromancer, if I'm not mistaken, this is the Tyrion who has recently disturbed the peace of the continent. Dawn Blade, he twisted many noble souls into walking corpses, and the cycle of life and death was seriously disturbed by him... Did he help you? Are you sure that such a scoundrel will kindly help you? Or did he somehow tamper with your memories to make you serve him? ”

Agasa shook her head, and she said in a deep voice:

"He learned from Bonsandy how to untie Hela's imprisonment to our souls, but as you can see, he doesn't use the power of his soul at all, he blindly acts brutally, and his soul is horribly devastated, but he did give me a gift, he didn't enslave me, Annala, he gave me an equal contract... He symbiotized his soul with mine to keep my soul from falling apart. ”

"Tsk, it's really a "trust" from the bottom of the kettle. ”

The Soul Healer sighed:

"He's really taken great pains to win you over, that is, you're truly free, and he can't force you to do anything, unless it's life-threatening... Wait, you brought him here so I could save him? ”

"Yes, when it comes to healing souls, there is no one in this world who is better at it than you."

Agasa said sincerely:

"For the sake of our relationship in the past, help him."

"Love? We have no affection for us. ”

The Soul Healer was hovered in the air in a non-ladylike gesture, and she looked at Agasa, her eyes flashing with a hint of playfulness:

"So you asked me to help, yes, but you also want me to do something for it."

"For example?"

Agasa asked, and a very unhappy expression flashed across the soul healer's face, and she grumbled as she waved her hands and wrapped the dark blue soul power around Tyrion's body:

"You know, I didn't live here before, I lived in Azala, the best place in Kalimdor... I love my home, but recently, a pesky blue dragon appeared there..."

"Blue Dragon? Aren't they less involved in the affairs of mortals? ”

Agatha asked curiously:

"How did it mess with you?"

"It's... It's annoying. ”

The soul healer was a little embarrassed, but after a moment, she sighed very humanly:

"The blue dragon is after me, and it's embarrassing that it wants me to be its mate... And it stalks, no matter how I refuse, it will take the initiative to seek death, just to see me, it knows that I will not let its soul go, in short, I have been annoyed by it for several years, before I have to hide here and help me teach it a lesson! Get rid of it! ”

"Uh..."

The soul healer's complaint caused Agatha to fall into an eerie silence, and when Vagri was still in the abyss of hell, he had heard that his fugitive compatriots sometimes experienced wonderful stories, but this story of Annala was a bit too exciting, right?

"Actually, the scenery of Kazmodan is not bad, but how to say it, the arrival of the necromancer has made this place weird, and a death knight sneaked up here a few days ago."

The Soul Healer glared at the unconscious Tyrion, and she said helplessly:

"That's a woman Death Knight, presumably this guy's subordinate, her name is Luminas, a very cunning woman, I'm sure she's found me... When I was traveling in the wetlands, I was unexpectedly seen by her, and the woman was also very annoying... She always wanted me to come out to meet her, but I knew that she only wanted to catch me and give credit to her majesty, what a madman. ”

The Soul Healer snorted, and soon became happy again:

"But I'm even better, I tricked her to the top of the snowy mountain, and then pushed her into a snowy ravine that went straight into the cracks in the mountains, maybe she hadn't climbed out yet, and let her beat my crooked brain! This small punishment should calm her down. ”

"Uh, your life... It's so colorful. ”

Agasa looked at Tyrion as her soul fluctuations became more and more subdued, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the soul healer in front of her:

"I'll relay your request to Tyrion, he should be capable enough to help you."

"Well, well, I've been hiding for years anyway, and I don't care if it's a few more years."

Annala smiled, reached out and brushed her long pale hair, she looked at Agasa, and after a moment she whispered:

"Anyway, congratulations on your freedom, and besides, have you figured out how to deal with Hela's revenge? Our "eldest sister" is not a person who will take the initiative to give in when she suffers a loss... Her revenge, it is estimated that it will come soon. ”

"Haven't thought about it yet!"

Agasa moved her hands, she looked back at the snowy night behind her, and she whispered:

"Give Tyrion a headache, he'll figure it out, especially if he's still in touch with Bonsandy, and as for me... I'm going to enjoy my new life, so let's start with a trip. ”

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