Chapter 1203 The Will of the Loa Spirits

When Garin arrived at the Hades Palace, Bwonsamdi was playing with the soul in his hand with a smile on his face.

The originally human-shaped troll soul was pinched into a ball of light by the Troll Death, jumping up and down in Bwonsamdi's hands, and the old troll was also very focused, as if he was studying a rare treasure.

"Tsk tsk... the soul of the King of Zandalari! Old Bwonsamdi has never seen it before. This is really a pleasant surprise!"

"It's a pity, old friend, you will soon lose this king's soul!"

Garen strode towards the Underworld Palace and poured a bucket of cold water on the excited Bwonsamdi.

Sure enough, Bwonsamdi also thought of this, and his cheerful expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"Don't be like this, old friend. You should know that Zandalari is the common leader of the trolls, and their God King is blessed by many Loa such as Rezan. Even after death, his soul will not belong to you."

Garin seemed to be comforting, but in fact he was ruthlessly finishing off the enemy: "Rastakhan's betrayal this time was an unexpected situation. I think Rezan will come to claim the soul of the God-King soon."

Bwonsamdi also collected Rastakhan's soul at this time, floated to Galen's side, and stretched out a hand to put on his shoulder.

It's a pity that this kind of intimate gesture of arm around arm does not apply to the relationship between Bwonsamdi and Galen.

"Ah! Hiss! It's so hot! Man, the Holy Light in your body is so strong that it's about to burst out!!"

Bwonsamdi quickly retracted his smoking arm, and then used the power of death to remove the holy light that was on it.

"Dude, you'll stand by my side, right? With your help I can fight against that rude guy Lezan!"

Bwonsamdi is not very popular, and no Loa is willing to play with him, unlike Rezan who has dinosaur Loa such as the velociraptor Gonk, the pterodactyl Paku and the direhorn Tocali as helpers.

In addition to the opposition of strength attributes, Bwonsamdi has always been suppressed by Rezan.

Now that there is a person named Jialin who is willing to communicate with him, he certainly doesn't want to let him go.

"No, no, no."

Garin waved his hand to reject Bwonsamdi's invitation. "Your idea is not the best choice. Although I am your partner at present, it is not in my interest to go to war with the Loa of the trolls."

"On the contrary, I prefer to hand over Rastakhan's soul."

Bwonsamdi's face darkened after hearing this, his pupils that were burning with fire flickered non-stop: "Bwonsamdi never gives away the souls he has obtained! And he gave them away for free, old Bwonsamdi is losing out!"

"Bwonsamdi!"

Just when Garin was about to say something, a thunderous roar echoed over the entire Underworld Palace, and all the troll souls queuing to enter the Underworld Palace stopped!

If the power of death in this land was not strong enough, these unfortunate souls would have been shattered on the spot.

Bwonsamdi, who had been somewhat reluctant just now, subconsciously shrank his neck when he heard the roar. It was obvious that he still somewhat disliked the owner of this voice.

"Oh, old Bwonsamdi, the owner of this soul has come to claim him."

Garin felt a little gloating.

"My dear friend, have you really decided not to help me? We can make a deal!"

The Troll Death still refused to give up. After all, the soul of a Troll King was too tempting.

"Go and see Rezan soon. I will keep Rastakhan's soul for you." Garin said, and reached out to take the blue fluorescent light from Bwonsamdi.

Bwonsamdi was stunned. What kind of power is this?

How could he take the soul away from him?

"Bwonsamdi!"

The second roar came, with a hint of impatience in the tone!

"Go quickly, that big dinosaur Lezan is angry, don't worry about this soul. If Lezan wants it, just promise to give it back to him, and I can give you a better one!"

With Garin's assurance, Bwonsamdi reluctantly turned his gaze away.

"I'll listen to you this time, but remember your promise, buddy!"

After saying this, Bwonsamdi's body gradually faded away and went to meet the owner of the roar just now.

Zeb Ali.

Under the guidance of the Royal Pharmacist, Zolani brought the statue of Rezan to an altar and summoned the powerful shadow of the Loa, the Guardian of Kings.

"You bear the mark of my chosen people. You are saying that you are here to summon my coming!"

Rezan's shadow was shining with golden light and full of majesty.

Zolani replied respectfully, "Respected Rezan, King Rastakhan has been seriously injured and is currently unconscious. We need your help!"

A trace of anger flashed across Lezan's huge eyes: "What a bunch of rebels. The little king will wake up, and my contract with him has not ended yet!"

"Bwonsamdi!"

Rezan's roar penetrated the space through divine power and echoed throughout the Underworld Palace.

After waiting for a while, Bwonsamdi did not show up.

Rezan was already upset about Rastakhan's death, and Bwonsamdi's neglect further aroused his pent-up anger.

"Bwonsamdi!"

After the second summons, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the stone steps beside the altar, and Bwonsamdi's figure appeared along with the thunder.

"Lezan, your roar is going to wake up the dead, what are you going to do!"

Lai Zan was not polite and said directly: "You took my things, let him go!"

This kind of commanding speech to subordinates made Bwonsamdi dissatisfied: "For a long time, you have been preventing me from getting him. For this, you even blessed him to extend his life. For a long, long time, no one can refuse me!"

"Watch your behavior, God of Death, or I won't mind sending you to the grave too!"

Lai Zan's eyes were sharp and would not tolerate rejection.

Bwonsamdi was already scared in his heart, but he refused to admit defeat: "Everything will die eventually, even he is a king!"

"But I am willing to be generous and return your little friend to you!"

"It's just that I didn't bring it with me when I went out. I'll bring it to you later."

Only then did Lezan nod with satisfaction. As the guardian Loa of the kings, his majesty should not be violated.

"Give your soul to this troll and let him return to his body! Bwonsamdi, don't make me look for you a second time!"

"Alright, alright!"

Bwonsamdi waved his hand and disappeared.