Tyrion leaned on the tattered mast of the King of the Sea. He waved his hands and supported his body with the heavy Ashbringer. He said to Valkyr Agatha beside him:

"Take me to Dalaran, quickly!"

"You're crazy!"

Because he sensed the host's behavior of seeking death, Val'kyr rushed anxiously and shouted loudly: "You were just one step away from eternal death! You want to seek death, but I don't!"

"Don't be stupid!"

Tyrion was no longer calm at this moment. He shouted loudly: "The fruit of the tree of life has strengthened my body... As long as my soul is not scattered, my body will not collapse! Take me there quickly! Kill Ah.

Kermond's body is just the first step...his soul is our most important trophy!"

As he spoke, the Dark Blade King looked back at the deep sea behind him. In his dark eyes, he suddenly saw the black clouds rolling in the sky, the tentacles of flesh and blood rolling on the sea, and the cold and gloomy feeling.

The ultimate breath.

"Hela is coming... Bwonsamdi is coming soon. They are all here for this soul... I can't just give that thing... to them!"
Chapter completed!