"The result of this is that you will be completely annihilated in this world, unable to leave any trace of yourselves. As for us brothers, we will truly regain the freedom of our souls. We will probably seek refuge with Duke Marcus, the demigod of the Weave, and with the blessing of his elemental energy, we will participate in the upcoming war against evil. Just like what we did in the ancient war ten thousand years ago … "
At this point, the Usoc brothers choked.
This was the method that Duque had proposed. Sacrificing the souls of the corrupted bears, extracting the pure soul energy from within to repair the souls of their brothers.
This was a classic case of harming others for one's own benefit.
But Duque had no better idea.
Soul energy was a combination of spiritual energy and life energy.
The corrupted part had to be cut out, and the remaining gap to be repaired could only be filled with souls.
Duque was not a titan, and perhaps even a titan could not create a soul out of nothing.
In a sense, the dark energy used by the Burning Legion was just a form of soul energy extracted through violent means.
Duque could not sacrifice the souls and lives of other races to repair the souls of the demigod bear brothers.
The only ones who could make the decision were the bears themselves.
"Awooo!"
"Awooo!"
One of the bears began to howl at the sky.
Followed by a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, tens of thousands …
As a human, Duque found it difficult to understand the thoughts of the bears and the bears.
He could only be sure that they had made their decision.
Usoc and Usor spoke in unison, "We have made our decision. Please begin."
It had been a long time since Duque used this method of harvesting souls.
Even now, he did not need to enter Shadow Form. With a point of his finger, the vortex made of Weave energy in the sky began to spin.
It became a true vortex that sucked in all rivers into the sea!
But what it absorbed was souls.
One by one, the ethereal and illusory bear spirits were easily stripped from their corpses that were beginning to rot. Almost at the instant the spirits left their bodies, their corpses on the ground rapidly shriveled up.
What the vortex brought to them was true destruction.
The terrifying slicing of the spirits caused them to involuntarily let out the most mournful wails of their souls.
Then, all the low cries of the souls disappeared.
After losing the imprint of being an individual, when the darkness was swept away by the high-speed rotation, what was left in the sky was the purest form of soul energy.
This soul energy was taken over by the whirlpool controlled by Duque.
The energy was continuously mixed up, compressed, and compressed again before passing through a huge golden Magical Formation Net controlled by Alonsus Faol.
In the end, the soul energy that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth split into two and entered Ushok and Usor's spirit bodies.
"Wu!"
"Cough!"
Even though Duque had already smashed the spirit into pieces, the two brothers could still clearly feel all the emotions contained in the soul fragments of their compatriots.
It was a land that had been completely destroyed by depravity and destruction. Not a single blade of grass grew, and the forests were scorched.
It was a world without plants, a world where even herbivores could not survive.
Without herbivores, there were naturally no large carnivores like bears or bear monsters.
It was the fear of hunger, the desire to survive.
The most primitive instincts of animals were gathered in the soul fragments and merged with the souls of the two demigods.
The fusion continued.
At some point in time, the two demigods were already crying.
Two incomparably huge bear-shaped existences were shedding silent tears. This was a very strange scene.
But Duque felt that he could understand that feeling. If it were him, he would have to sacrifice tens of thousands of humans to ensure his own survival in order to protect more humans. It would definitely not be a good feeling.
Soon, all the soul energy had been injected into the two demigods' spirit bodies.
Next was the most thorough soul fusion. The two demigods closed their eyes at the same time as if they were asleep.
Duque thought that this should not be a problem.
Finally, there was a long wait.
One hour, two hours … a full twelve hours.
Suddenly, the two demigods' eyes widened in anger. They immediately began to absorb the elemental energy of the Magical Net.
Ten seconds passed.
Two earth-shattering crashing sounds resounded throughout the entire Boulder Hill.
The terrifying earthquake caused Duque to fall into a trance. It was as if the Deep Rock Continent had already connected with Azeroth in advance.
The ground instantly split open, and the zigzagged cracks extended in all directions.
Then there was a sound.
A wild, ancient sound that seemed to pierce the eardrums of all living beings in the surroundings.
The primitive and barbaric bear race roared, announcing that they would tear apart all evil.
It was just a roar, but the waves of air that swept past gave people the feeling of a raging storm.
The two bears were as big as small fortresses, and their eyes were the size of water tanks. They stared fiercely at Duque.
"Duke Marcus."
"Is your promise still valid?"
Facing the bear brothers' questioning, Duke's mouth curled up: "Of course it's effective! As long as the Alliance exists, the bear race will not go extinct! The bear monsters you protect will become the fourth vassal race of the Alliance after the murlocs, nagas, and the Qiraji bug people. And I swear in the name of the demigod of Azeroth that once Sargeras is destroyed in the [Return of the Legion], I will release your souls and restore your freedom. "
A demigod's oath under the witness of the planet's will was naturally trustworthy.
Feeling the faint echo from the planet's will, the grimacing bear brothers' expressions softened.
"Then, in this period of time …"
"Please take care of us, Master."
Hearing this, Duque finally breathed a sigh of relief. The two demigods who could bear the most damage among the God of the Wilderness had finally been accepted as underlings.
In theory, the one who could bear the most damage wasn't the bear brothers, but the Tortoise God, Totora.
The problem was that … he could bear it, but he couldn't hold the enemy back!
Unless the enemy was stupid, who would be so ruthless and risk their lives to knock on Totora's "unparalleled titanium alloy tortoise shell"?
In any case, the Turtle God's attack power was simply too weak. To put it bluntly, it couldn't kill many demons even if it was left alone.
If it were Duque in command, he would only call a few elite demons to play with the Tortoise God.
Of course, if there was some gorilla god who repeatedly threw Totora like a stone at the demons, that would be a different matter …
While Duque was dealing with the bear brothers, good news came from Mount Hyjal — the Wolf God Goldring and the Crow God Evina had been resurrected.
However, there was a new problem.
Goldring seemed to be looking for trouble with Varian.
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