On South Seas, thousands of miles away from Silithus, on the island land named Zandalari lies the oldest empire of Trolls civilization. They once owned most of the world's territory. Unfortunately, due to various reasons, the once powerful empire has now fallen into decline.
However, Zandalari Troll are still the oldest civilized ethnic group in the world.
As early as when the Dark Troll people migrated to the vicinity of Well of Eternity, the priests of Zandalari held high positions in the Troll Empire, and this glory has not dimmed until now.
Although Troll Empire is torn apart, Trolls people distributed all over the world are still willing to respect Zandalari as Trolls orthodox and noble Golden King is the nominal "Co-owner of Trolls", and today, Rastakhan is sitting in the golden palace of "City of a Thousand Spirits" Dazar'alor, holding a banquet with his courtiers.
Today is not a traditional festival of Trolls, nor is it a festival of Loa God, but the atmosphere of this sudden banquet today is extremely fiery.
Even Mr. "Dark Prophet" Zul, who has always been reclusive, participated in the banquet to save face.
"Hahaha, I'm the happiest today! Come on, gentlemen, drink up this cup!"
Rastakhan held up the golden wine glass inlaid with gems and shaped into the emblem of Loa. The ministers responded one after another, and everyone had a cheerful smile on their faces. After finishing the round of drinking, the strong and noble Golden King said loudly with a tipsy attitude:
"So, Sandfury messenger from Tanaris, Your Excellency Zum'rahn, can you please repeat the good news you brought?"
Sandfury Clan Witch Doctor, whose name was called, had just eaten a few bites of food and drank a few sips of wine to moisten his throat, only to be asked to repeat the news he had already said three times.
This old Trolls is quite helpless.
But seeing that the attending ministers and various Loa God priests were looking at it expectantly, there was nothing Sandfury Witch Doctor could do.
Sandfury Clan has been down and out for too long.
When it came to see Golden King this time, Sandfury Chieftain Ukez specifically told Dazar'alor to perform well and restore the glory of Sandfury and ask for more help.
The clan is living a hard life in the desert. Tanaris's resources are basically monopolized by the greedy Goblin. Without the support of the wealthy Zandalar Empire, Sandfury Clan will really be poor and eat sand.
Fortunately, Sandfury Troll did capture very important news this time, and as Chieftain and Witch Doctor expected, when they brought the news to Dazar'alor, it immediately caused an amazing sensation.
So, under the gaze of a group of noble Trolls nobles with joy, ridicule and expectation, Sandfury Witch Doctor cleared his throat and once again talked about what happened to Silithus Desert with great emotion.
When it said that the Shifting Sands Guardian elves of Cenarion Hold had all turned into the original Dark Troll during the degeneration of Magic Plague, Golden King's court once again burst into fierce cheers and applause.
Although it is a bit unscrupulous to see people's misfortunes as a source of happiness for you, Trollss don't care about you. They are so happy to see the elves being unlucky.
The most important thing is that Silithus's incident fully proves the ancient truth that Trolls people have always believed in!
"What are you doing! It turns out that the elves who are so arrogant that they look at people with their noses are really a branch of our Troll Empire. They are also the Dark Troll who were not taken seriously in the empire back then."
Amani Clan's priest of the Eagle God lengthened his voice and said sarcastically:
"It's so funny to see those pointed ears shamelessly proclaiming their nobility! Now the whole world can finally know the truth carefully hidden by the shameless elves. What bullshit Elven Empire!
What bullshit "Light of Lights" Azshara, that is clearly the "pearl" of our Troll Empire."
"Hahaha, well said! Come, have a drink, if you know how to speak, speak more!"
"I think what the representative of Amani said makes sense. The ancient stone tablet of our Gurubashi Kingdom already records the inscription that Dark Troll migrated beyond the borders of the empire. That is enough to prove the history of the elves.
It's just that those petty people are unwilling to admit it, and even sent people to try to destroy our inscriptions."
The bat god priest of Gurubashi Trolls also spoke up and said:
"When I go back this time, I will ask Lord Bloodlord to make a thousand copies of the ancient inscription, and then translate it and send it to all parts of the world to open the eyes of other races, so that they know what kind of people the elves who have always been pretentious are."
"Okay, our clan also has ancient inscriptions. Let's share them together when the time comes! Share the truth and let the civilized people of the world comment on it."
"I think it would be better to ask the distinguished Golden King to give a decree to the Highbornes on Kaldorei, Quel'dorei and Broken Isles. Anyway, once the Magic Plague incident comes out, they can no longer hide it.
It is better to persuade them to take the initiative to "recognize their ancestors and return to their clan"."
A drunken old Trolls priest wearing the emblem of the God of Immortality Krag'wa was half drunk. He slapped the table and said loudly:
"We Zandalar Empire are already prosperous, so we might as well adopt another Dark Troll clan. When the time comes, His Majesty Rastakhan will invite Black Crow King to come and sit down with Dazar'alor. Nao Lao will often let us Trolls get married, which will completely end the conflict between the two parties that has lasted for countless years.
This is also a beautiful thing."
"I'm just afraid that people will continue to put on airs and not want to come."
"Huh, how can we control this? Magic Plague has spread to such a degree that even the reclusive Sandar Elfs in the Northrend forest have turned into tuberculosis ghosts.
The elves simply cannot control a plague of this scale. Even if they can save some, most of the elves will still degenerate into their original appearance. By then, do you think the proud elves will still accept Dark Troll as their compatriots?
Those poor people will be squeezed out with nowhere to go!
We Zandalar Empire admit them and save their lives. When the time comes, the empire will protect them from being bullied by the vicious elves, which will be a great merit."
The ministers just talked to each other and came up with ideas, which heated up the atmosphere of the banquet to a climax. Golden King also took advantage of the situation and asked the palace dance troupe to come forward to perform for the ministers. He said that he was too drunk and went to the back hall to rest.
After a while, Dark Prophet Zul and Sandfury Troll's Witch Doctor Zum'rahn were privately invited by the powerful palace guards.
"Is Sandfury Troll still monitoring Silithus Desert?"
Golden King took the steaming sobering soup from his precious daughter Princess Talanji, took a sip, and asked softly:
"Can you confirm that the changes in Dark Troll are really caused by Magic Plague?"
"One hundred percent sure, distinguished Golden King."
Old Witch Doctor said in a deep voice:
"Just before they transformed into the form of Dark Troll, they once chased a demon in Gadgetzan of Tanaris. At that time, our tribesmen tracked the whole process. At that time, the skins of several Shifting Sands Guardian had already transformed into the same posture as our Trolls.
But Ukez Chieftain didn't care about it at that time.
Chieftain has been working hard to lead the tribe, but the environment in the desert is too harsh, and it really has no intention to pay attention to things that have nothing to do with the interests of the tribe."
"Because of the important news you brought today, the empire's supply to the Sandfury Clan will be increased by 30% in the next ten years! Don't cry about poverty now, let's get down to business and don't change the subject."
Golden King snorted and said:
"Have only the elves in Cenarion Hold returned to their Trolls form? What about the elves in other places?"
"We don't know that. Sandfury Clan lacks air power and it is difficult to detect elves in other places. However, we have informants in Gadgetzan and rely on Goblin's extensive business network. I can tell you clearly, Your Majesty."
Old Witch Doctor Zum'rahn pushed up his "big bad guy mask".
Well, this is actually Trolls's traditional wooden voodoo mask, which is a very precious magic weapon. It's just because of the Sandfury Clan's too cruel behavior that Goblin people call their precious mask so maliciously.
It said seriously:
"Kaldorei elven cities in Kalimdor have all been infected by Magic Plague. Although the time is not as long as Silithus, which first broke out the plague, according to our estimated time, there are only more than twenty days left before Dark Troll appears in other places.
If you have an idea, you have to prepare it quickly."
Golden King nodded, drinking sobering soup and maintaining silence while squinting his eyes in thought.
At this time, the imperial princess who was standing next to her father and slapping her father on the back suddenly said:
"This is an opportunity, Father King. Although most of what the priests just said were jokes, it is not unreasonable. The demons spreading Magic Plague to degrade the elves are clearly dividing them. Our Loa Priests have made it clear that the Flesh Degradation brought by Magic Plague is permanent.
In other words, the division of the elves has become unstoppable.
You are the master of the empire, and it is your duty to properly take care of every clan in the empire. Although Dark Troll has been away from the empire's genealogy for tens of thousands of years, they are still one of the genealogies recorded when Emperor Dasa first founded the empire.
Their names are still engraved on Tablet of All Souls.
They are the true subjects of the empire.
In order to prevent the future tragedy of vicious elves persecuting Dark Troll, you should issue an edict and invite Dark Troll to return to the empire. This will undoubtedly show your majesty."
Facing the princess's proposal, Golden King was noncommittal. It put down the sobering soup and looked at Dark Prophet Zul, whom it trusted most, and said softly:
"What do you think?"
"Haha, my eyes have been blind for a long time. Your Majesty, the future destiny is in chaos. I can't give you any suggestions from the perspective of prophecy."
Dark Prophet Zul is the true wise leader of the empire. It is the confidant of Golden King. When it speaks, the entire Dazar'alor must quiet down and listen to its whispers.
At this time, Dark Prophet's expression was not as happy and excited as the other priests. On the contrary, its haggard and old face, which had been peeping at its fate for many years, was full of worry. It said:
"The reappearance of Dark Troll is indeed unstoppable. However, if we intervene at this time, I am afraid that the elves' resentment towards the devil will be transferred to us. The most important thing is that Trolls and the elves have loved and killed each other for more than 10,000 years. It is no longer a contradiction that can be easily explained by changes in appearance.
If you really issued that edict, it would have the opposite effect and make Dark Troll regard this as our humiliation to them.
Even if you really want to recruit Dark Troll to return to the empire, you can't use this method.
The core of the current problem is that although the degradation of Magic Plague is ineffective against us Trolls, the tribe will still be in terrible weakness due to the spread of Magic Plague. Once the devil enters Azeroth, will it choose to let us go because of the hatred between us and the elves?
Obviously impossible!"
Dark Prophet played with the luxurious black rosary in his hand. It was silent for a few seconds and said to Golden King who was looking at it:
"This is indeed an opportunity to promote the majesty of the empire, but you cannot use rough methods. I have a plan that requires Sandfury Clan's full assistance. I also need you to send an elite army to Silithus.
There lies the great horror in the darkness!
I don't think the elves who suffered the disaster will turn a blind eye to this. The insect-men after Scarab Wall were also the mortal enemies of the empire!
We cannot turn a blind eye to both emotion and reason.
Based on the subsequent reactions of the elves, we should make corresponding adjustments. Therefore, I will personally go to Silithus to preside over this operation. I will definitely try my best to win a good situation for the empire.
If possible, I will also promote a temporary alliance between the empire and Kaldorei to fight together against the evil demons who are eyeing them.
Your Majesty, ten thousand years ago, the two sides were united because of War of the Ancients. The Loas once fought together with Wild God. That friendship is still somewhat present, but it must be taken seriously."
"Then I will entrust you with full authority to operate it."
Golden King waved his hand and said:
"We won't send out any special troops. Let Golden Fleet send a vanguard to go with you. Kalimdor. As Trolls, Zandalar Empire is orthodox and always does things honestly."
Having said this, Rastakhan glanced at the old Witch Doctor Zum'rahn and said:
"Sandfury Clan chose to stay in Tanaris in ancient times, in order to monitor the movements of the insect enemies for the empire. If the remnants of the Aqir Empire can be destroyed in this battle, then Sandfury Clan's ancient mission will also come to an end, and the brave people of Sandfury will not have to be trapped in the barren desert for long.
By then Sandfury Clan can also travel around the world, which is also a reward for the loyalty of the empire. I will set aside a rich island on South Seas for you to develop a new home."
"Ah, thank you, your gracious Majesty."
Old Witch Doctor fell to his knees in excitement.
I don't blame it for having no backbone, the main reason is that Sandfury Troll has lived such a miserable life these years. If it weren't for the constraints of Imperial Oath, who would want to stay in the barren desert all their lives?
This is also the contradiction of the Trolls race.
Even though Troll Empire has long been divided, and even though each clan has its own ideas, they still respect the ancient orthodoxy as king. Clan like Sandfury, who have an imperial mission, are still stubbornly unwilling to migrate, even if they are reduced to the point where the Loa God they worship is about to be exposed to the sun.
Call them loyal.
Trolls Rebellion is not uncommon in every clan, and the story of the priests Backstab Loa God seizing divine power and becoming gods themselves is even more common than Golden King's tidbits.
Call them rebellious.
Even the most wild and indifferent Northrend Drakkari tribe still sends envoys across the Endless Sea every few years, traveling thousands of miles to attend Dazar'alor's All Souls Ceremony, and recognize Zandalari Tribe's status as king in the empire.
All in all, it's very awkward and awkward.
"Father King! I want to go to Kalimdor with Prophet Zul."
Princess Talanji whispered to Father King:
"Qiraji is the remnant of the ancient Aqir Empire branch. Our ancestors' war with them is still recorded on the All Souls Stone. As the successor of the empire, I have the responsibility to personally participate in the glorious execution of the ancient enemy."
"Very well, my daughter's courage resounds throughout the sky like the roar of Rezan."
Golden King nodded with satisfaction, Dark Prophet did not refuse the princess to go with her, and the matter was settled.
However, after leaving Rastakhan's palace, Dark Prophet said to the overjoyed old Witch Doctor Zum'rahn:
"I heard that the ancient imperial sword "The Lash" is hidden in the yellow sand of Zul'Farrak?"
"Yes, yes, but"
Old Witch Doctor hesitated whether to expose his family scandal.
The scandal caused by the Trolls divine sword in the clan over the years made it feel embarrassing for Witch Doctor to betray his own Loa God and join the army of the God of Death, Bwonsamdi.
"It's good to be here."
Prophet Zul said casually:
"You go first. Her Highness the Princess and I will arrive in the desert within ten days. I need a team of no less than 30,000 capable warriors to accompany Battle Standard of Zandalari into the ten thousand-year yellow sand of Silithus.
Her Royal Highness also needs a divine sword that matches her status to participate in the glorious war.
If you do these two things, you will be able to have your own temple in Dazar'alor for the rest of your life. Sandfury Clan who stick to their mission will also be praised by the Zandalar Empire.
So, Mr. Zum'rahn, how would you answer?"
"Uh"
Old Witch Doctor gritted his teeth, and after a moment, he whispered:
"I swear, the yellow sand of Silithus and the enemies of the empire will surely witness the King's Teacher of Zandalari Invincible!"
"Very well, go get ready."
Dark Prophet waved his hand, and old Witch Doctor left immediately.
It cannot delay any longer and must return to Tanaris immediately to prepare for the arrival of Golden Fleet and return the divine sword. Hehe, if Antu'sul Warlord, who secretly hides the fragments of the divine sword, still doesn't know the basics, then don't blame Sandfury for punishing it for its disloyalty!
Watching Zum'rahn pull away, Dark Prophet Zul let out a deep laugh, which surprised its disciples. It had not been so happy for a long time since the prophet said that fate was too muddy to see the future.
I even drank a few glasses of wine at today's banquet for the first time, which was like breaking the rule.
"Teacher, have you seen the ripples of fate again?"
One disciple boldly asked, and the prophet Zul waved his hand and said:
"Destiny has become a dancing storm that will mercilessly beat everyone who tries to peek into it. I still can't see clearly where the turbid and turbulent river will go, but I can already see that the trajectory of the storm is approaching unstoppably.
Should Zandalar Empire ride on the wind like the swift Pa'ku? Or should it face it head-on like the tough Akunda?
Ah, let's wait and see.
Go back and prepare, urging Golden Fleet to leave as soon as possible. I have to go to the invitation and I don't want to waste any more time."