Volume 3: Tides of Darkness Chapter 182 Bargaining with Neltharion
"So that power is now in your hands? How does the ancient god's voice make you feel?"
As Neltharion spoke, a hint of gloating appeared on his face.
Murphy and Wang Xuan looked at each other, and Wang Xuan spread his hands helplessly.
"Well, this is indeed a bit beyond my expectations. I originally thought that Deathwing had gone completely crazy, but I didn't expect that he could recover."
Mo Fei thought to himself that he had never seen such an unreliable GM like you.
But if that's the case, then doesn't that mean I have nothing to do? Why not just let Deathwing return to work?
He couldn't help but feel conflicted. He felt relieved, but also a little disappointed. He had just started to get some feeling for the game .
He glanced at Wang Xuan, but found that Wang Xuan didn't seem to think in this direction, and he couldn't help but have a vague guess in his heart.
"The whispers of the ancient gods really made me feel very uncomfortable, and I almost went crazy..."
Murphy said this and glanced at Wang Xuan, but Wang Xuan showed a look of disapproval.
"Oh, what's so sad about that? It's just a game mechanic. Don't you look normal now?"
Murphy thought to himself that it was easy for him to say that. If it weren't for the Fool's Crown and some equipment that increased his mental strength, he wouldn't be so relaxed now.
"How about this, Neltharion, do you want to get your body back? As long as you do me a favor..." Murphy asked tentatively. He was about to lure Neltharion with benefits and persuade him to cooperate with him. However, what he didn't expect was that when Neltharion heard his question, he immediately started to play badly.
"No, thank you. I think it's good the way it is now. The power of the Earth Guardian is a heavy burden. I was deceived and had to bear this responsibility. For tens of thousands of years, I have been tortured by the whispers of the ancient gods. Now I have finally gotten rid of that terrible voice. This is what I have been longing for. Now that someone has taken over my place, I would rather keep it this way."
Damn, there is such a thing. It seems like I have to take the blame?
Murphy originally wanted to use his body to lure him into teaching him Soul-Splitting, but now it seems that this is not possible. He was still counting on using Soul-Splitting to save Medivh.
"Ah, what you said is not that painful, the whispers of the ancient gods are not that painful, you see I am fine now, it was a little noisy at the beginning, but I got used to it and it was just like that, besides, you endured for more than 10,000 years before falling into madness, now that you have regained consciousness, can't you last another 10,000 years?"
"What, are you planning to return my body to me?" Neltharion asked with a smile.
"Of course, but not now. First I need you to help me and teach me some dragon language magic."
Wang Xuan was a little surprised: "Why do you suddenly want to learn dragon language magic?"
"It's good to have many skills. Besides, since I'm going to play Deathwing, if there's a place where I need to use dragon language magic but I don't know how to use it, wouldn't that be a rip-off?"
Wang Xuan nodded, "That's true."
Neltharion continued to act badly in the Soul Stone. "Why should I teach you magic? So that you can better master my power? Humph, are you treating me like a fool? You have no intention of returning my body to me."
Murphy laughed in his heart, Deathwing, ah, Deathwing, you just said it was so easy, why are you so concerned about your body now? It seems that saying you don't want to get your body back is just a temptation to retreat in order to advance.
"Hahahaha, but don't you want to return to your body? Then why do you care about helping me master your power?"
Neltharion snorted coldly, "But I really don't want to continue to bear the whispers of the old gods. Maybe you think it's nothing now, but I have fought against the old gods for countless years, and I know their abilities very well. Maybe you can still stay awake now, but it won't be long you will eventually sink. The lifespan of the dragon race is long, and the guardian dragon race has endless life. Sooner or later, you will not be able to bear this burden.
In the face of endless years, falling into madness is almost an inevitable result.
So don't waste your breath anymore.
The reason why I don't want to help you is not because I want to take back my body, but because I don't want to watch you desecrate my body. That power should not be within the reach of despicable mortals like you."
"You are so uncooperative. You are making it difficult for me, Zhiyi." Murphy said as he picked up the Soul Stone and looked at Neltharion inside. "What about your family? Your son, daughter, and wife? Don't you care about them?"
"Hmph, don't confuse our dragon race with mortals like you. Mortals' secular concepts don't apply to me. As long as I want, I can have thousands of offspring. As for my spouse, it's just a tool for me to reproduce. There's no need to threaten me with such a boring thing."
Damn, this guy is really stubborn.
"But there are always some things you care about, right? Let me think about it, the powerful force of the ancient black dragon? The authority of the black dragon king? The power of the guardian of the earth..." With every word Murphy said, the disdain on Neltharion's face became deeper, and his expression of "what can you do to me" made Murphy angry.
until--
"Neltharion's soul, how about this? Don't you care about your own soul?"
"I'm already locked in a stone. What else can you do to me? Kill me? Humph, if you could, you would have done it a long time ago. Let me guess. There must be a reason why you can't kill me, right? Although I don't know what that reason is."
You're a smart guy, but forget it if you want to fight with me.
"I can't kill you, but I can do something else to you, like stuff your soul into the body of a dog, or a frog? A mouse? A bug? It's up to you."
"No, you can't do such a thing."
"Haha, you don't sound confident at all. Do you want to make a bet?"
Murphy's words made Neltharion's face change. He really didn't dare to gamble.
"Okay, I can teach you dragon magic, but you have to do something for me."
This time it was Murphy's turn to take it easy, but he did not dare to push Neltharion into a corner. After all, he did not have the ability to do so. He was just using his expertise as a master of bluffing.
"Tell me about it."
Neltharion sighed, "I lied just now. I don't really not care about my family. Maybe I was like that in the past, but now I have come to my senses. I deeply realize how many wrong things I have done in the past, to my children, to my wife...
I hope you can tell Nefarian and Onyxia, and Cynthia (Neltharion's wife), if you can find her, tell them that I love them, I am sorry for some of the things I did in the past, I will treat them well, and I hope they can forgive me. "
Murphy was a little embarrassed. If he had to play the role of a tyrannical black dragon king, he could do it without any scruples, but he was not good at playing the role of a kind father.
"The most I can do is to convey your concern and be nice to them, but I can't do anything else."
Neltharion nodded. "That's enough. So what do you want to learn?"
